My First Time was A Bit Different

A little backstory. This guys dad knew my dad from college, and we kinda sorta not really grew up together. When we were super little we hung out all the time, we were both only child’s. We never hung out much when we entered middle school. We still had each-others numbers, and would occasionally reunite.

One night during the summer he called me asking to hang out. He had recently gotten his drivers license and since his parents were away on vacation. He was gonna drive around as much he wanted. I happened to also have my parents away on vacation. So curfew was out the window. We drove around all over town for hours. It was this exciting new sense of freedom we were sharing together. Eventually though we got bored. So we decided to go to his house. We ordered pizza, played games, and watched TV well into the night. Milking this freedom as much we could.

We got to a point where we were just talking. We kind of opened up about ourselves to one another. “Have you ever had sex?” he asked me out of the blue. “No. Have you?” “No.” We talked about sex for hours. We seemed to click on the subject. Particularly about bondage, which was our favorite porn genre. He obsessed about how he particularly liked when girls had their hands tied behind their back.

He made the awkward request to tie ME up. I let him, oddly curious about it. He used a couple belts to put my wrists and elbows together. It was really exciting, my heart was pounding the whole time. We were talking about how it made my breasts really stick out. We had already discussed how neither of us had seen the opposite sex nude yet. So I posed the question if he wanted me to take my top off. Ya know, see if that adds to the effect from the belts. Sheepishly he agreed, releasing the belts.

With only a little bit of encouragement to get over my hesitation. I took my top off, covering myself with my arm. His eyes alone showed his excitement. I let him retie me, and while still behind me he asked if I wanted to try a belt around my neck. I complied. We kept bursting out in laughter at how weird this was. He asked “now what?” and I shrugged my shoulders. He decided he wanted to “walk” me using the belt around my neck as a leash. At this point I was basically willing to do what ever he wanted, hoping it would lead to sex. He led me all around the house, eventually bringing me to the backyard. I playfully pressed my chest into him to cover myself whenever possible. In response he would try to unzip my skirt, which he eventually succeeded at, shortly followed by my panties.

“It’s not fare if I’m the only one naked.” He took some encouragement but eventually he took all his clothes off too. Other than my dads I had never seen male genitals in real life before. Still standing in the backyard. We exchanged touches, me still tied up had to turn my back to him. He has me bend over, resting on a table. Walking around me he mentions how he really likes this look of a girl bent over something. I laughed about how ridiculous this is, two friends naked together. As he walks behind me I don’t even expect it. Suddenly he’s lining himself up and pushing into me. I can remember freaking out from excitement. He starts to hump and I start to rock back and forth.having to hold back my involuntary noises. Which makes us decide to go back inside. He bends me over the couch, grabs the belt around my neck and pulls it tight. When he restarts I let out a moan, weakened by the belt. Instantly he pulls out and cums on my back, still holding the belt. Just like that it was over. He unties me and we cuddle for hours, broken up occasionally by more attempts. We had sex about 5 times that night, every time I would be tied up. We never got tired even as the sun started to come up.

We dated for about 2 years. Our sex was always extreme. He was my first relationship and first person I had sex with, but by the time we broke up I had sex with 5 other guys. All friends of his. We broke it off. From the very start I was submissive to him, and that mixed bad with his overly controlling attitude. I had no friends of my own, And each time I hung with him and his buddies. I was just there to be a sex toy. Honestly I loved it. It’s just lonely when that’s ALL my interactions with people.

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