I don’t want to tell you the story of my first time. That was a boring mess of nerves and inexperience. No, I want to tell you the story of my second first time.
Let set the scene. I was had gone out on a coupe dates with this girl, let’s call her “Rachel” (not her real name of course, gentleman never kisses and tells) and things had progressed quiet quickly. I’d never kissed a girl on the first date before but Rachel seemed to have no issue pressing me into a full blown teenager make out session (at 19 it was only appropriate). A few dates in….a few boundaries tested…and things started to get fun. For those of you that need a mental picture, Rachel looked like your average cute nerd. Maybe pulled of sexy librarian if she really was feeling into some days. But like many over romanticized high school dramas…when she let her hair down boy was she stunning. She swam competitively but it had never taken the curves away from all the right places. Hips that swung as she walked, hourglass figure, and (as she loved to brag) a cup size that exactly matched Katy Perry (32 D I believe). It all started when we lay down to watch a movie in my parent’s basement one night. They had left for some boring meeting or another so we had the house to ourselves. It was late fall so the basement was cold and we were spooning under a thick blanket. Due not at all to the fact I had lowered the thermostat not 1 hour before she came over. She had on a perfume that managed to be both sweet and spicy and always seemed awake some deep beast within me. I tried in vain to pay attention to the movie and after what seemed like hours, only 15 minutes had crept by.
Her smell was maddening
With her back to me, a light brush of the hand was all it took to move the last straggling hairs from her neck, allowing me to lightly kiss it. I could see the shiver run down her spine. That was all the encouragement I needed. I began to kiss her neck more intently now, occasionally swirling my tongue around leaving a light trace of moisture that raised goose bumps as it evaporated. I moved to her ear, gently biting on the lob as my breath rang loud in her ear. A light moan sounded her approval. A thumb and forefinger grasped her chin and turned her lips to meet mine. Eyes fluttered as our tongues met and my hands began to roam and hers pulled me deeper into the kiss. Her shirt had lifted slightly in all the commotion and my hands found bare skin directly above her waist. I traced the area where her belt met bare skin and her hips started to move in rhythm with my hand. I took that as my green light and slowly worked my hand down her pants rubbing gently above the lace of her panties. A moan, louder this time, told me I had done something right. Trying to find the spot she had so enjoyed again, I grew frustrated at the lack of space allowed by her skinny jeans. The way I ripped open her pants showed my agitation.
Our pace was quickening now. She lifted her hips to allow me to pull her jeans down, giving me access to that ever sought after spot that makes her moan. Even with the button undone I struggled to move them past her hips. Damn they were tight. Growing more frustrated I threw off the blanket, roller her over, and got on my knees in front of the couch. With a better view of the task in front of me I was able to make quick work of those less than co-operative skinny jeans. The friction from her jeans had pulled her thong down with them giving me my first good look at her. She was beautiful. Clean shaven, pink, and obviously very excited. Her thighs had already taken on a slight gloss from the juices running out of her.
I wanted to savour this
Working my way back up from her knees I slowly kissed her thighs up and down each leg, only allowing my chin to momentarily brush between her legs. She grew more impatient with each kiss. As I worked my way back up from the second leg I slowed as I reached her inner thigh, licking lightly along the crease of each leg just beside her lips. I sharp inhale from above told me I was on the right track. Moving painfully slow I allowed my breath to warm her as I inched my lips closer and closer to my task. When it seemed like she might scream from frustration I ran my tongue from the top to the bottom of her warmth and a deep moan met my ears. She wanted it as badly as I did. I brought my hands up and spread apart her lips, running my tongue over the hood of her clit I gently took her in my mouth and sucked slightly as I swirled my tongue. She cried out from the sensation. Becoming more aggressive I released on side of her lips to free 1 finger to inch inside of her. Allowing her clit out of my mouth I started slowly fingering her as I continued to kiss and lick anything that drew sound out of this gorgeous girl. Her legs were tensing around me and I could tell she was getting close. I hurried my pass. Arm fully involved in moving my finger in and out of her as fast as I could. There was no room for my lips to me hers so I released my other hand to grasp her searching one. She squeezed tightly as her abdomen clenched. Her breath was becoming more ragged and her cries louder. My arm was on fire, not daring to slow for one second. Just when I though I may pass out from excursion her hand gripped mine tight, abdomen clenching so hard it lifted her body from where is rested against the seat of the couch, and her legs wrapped tightly around my arm, finally ceasing the pumping of my finger. Her body shook as the orgasm subsided and……
That’s all I’m writing for now, I may do some more if people enjoyed that :)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/41slui/my_second_first_time
Well that was hot ;D do it again