[M]y [F]irst Fuck

Second post. Thanks for the feedback and messages regarding the first one, it’s been fun. This time it is the story of how I lost my virginity.

I was 18 and still a virgin in my final year of high school. At the time, it felt like I was really old to have not had sex but, in hindsight, it isn’t really that old at all. There’s a lot of bravado and bullshitting at school but when you look back, at least half of it was made-up. But at that point in my life I had come to conclusion that I was ready to get fucked and just wanted to get the first time over and done with.

It happened at the house party of one of my best friends, Jessica. I always found that high school parties were nothing like the stereotypical ones you see in American coming of age movies. They were much more like the portrayal in The Inbetweeners (UK version not US, obviously). I always assume everyone in the online world is American so for those who won’t have seen it, the general hypothesis is that high school parties consist of teenagers standing around awkwardly not really doing anything, just talking to the people they came with and then going home.

In my circle of friends, this relative pointlessness was always all forgotten by the time of the next party. Partially because they tended to be pretty far apart and partially because stupid teenagers. Each upcoming party was seen as a new opportunity for untold and ill-defined adventure. This occasion was no different so I planned my outfit accordingly.

I put on an off-the-shoulder fairly tightly fitting, figure hugging black dress (UK size 12) that I’d just bought. It had a slight V-shape from shoulder to shoulder across the chest, dipping in the middle to give just a tease of my 34E cleavage whilst the rest of my bust stuck out prominently under the tight fabric. My mid-back length, blonde hair flowed down teasingly around my boobs. It also meant I was a touch over dressed for a high school house party but that didn’t bother me as I thought I looked sexy.

It was obviously the kind of dress you needed a strapless bra for but I didn’t have one then so just went without. I slipped on some black, lace French knickers to keep my pussy warm though. I finished off the outfit with some knee high, black boots. Today I would’ve worn heels with it instead. The boots were a slightly weird combo and made me look just a bit TOO much like a prostitute.

We got to the party, hang around and drank. I wasn’t the most experienced drinker so after not too much I was soon feeling warm, tipsy and more relaxed.

A guy I didn’t know came up to our little group of girls and just starting talking to us. It turned out he worked with Jessica’s older brother, was two years older than me and had gone to a different school in the area so I had never seen him before that night. His name (as far as you need to know) was Adam.

I was instantly attracted to him. He was slim and pale skinned but with dark hair and blueish eyes with quite a hawkish, prominent cheek boned face. A little bit like a younger and better looking Benedict Cumberbatch (I, personally, don’t think he is very good looking!) or a younger, (much) less good looking Ian Somerhalder. Merge those two images in your mind and you will be just about there.

They say alcohol loosens lips and this was true of both of my sets that evening. I was laughing at every lame joke Adam was making and doing what I could to get him to notice me by trying to be flirty. I remember reading in some flirting tips somewhere to make little bits of physical contact to indicate interest. Things like just lightly touching their arm. So I used this amazing new technique of mine about a dozen times.

Something I did worked though as he managed to isolate me from the group with some form of stealthy cattle herding skills. He asked if I wanted to go outside for some fresh and of course I agreed. He was hot and I wanted him. I began to wonder whether this might be the guy I lose my virginity to. Although at this point I wasn’t thinking it would happen that night.

After grabbing a bottle of wine from the kitchen, we went into the back garden together. He took a swig from the bottle and passed it to me. I gulped some straight from the bottle as well, classy, then held it out to him. He moved closer in to me, took the bottle in my hand and put it down on the ground. He was stood facing me and I could feel my heart begin to race faster. He took my face in his hand and moved in to kiss me. I eagerly met his lips with mine and our mouths soon parted to kiss passionately.

His hands started running over my body whilst we continued to kiss. First, he groped my tits over the dress, which always get me turned on. Then he moved his hands down and pushed them up under my skirt to squeeze my butt. He then moved a hand around to my pussy, gently cupped my labia and slowly, smoothly rubbing it over my rapidly moistening lips.

If I was in a film, the thing to do at this point would to find a room upstairs. But instead he invited me back to his with some dubious euphemism like it would be more intimate. I was a little hesitant at first but decided, ‘YOLO.’ We both knew what going back to his meant. I was really turned on so my yearning pussy was leading my decisions.

He drove us to his flat, which wasn’t that far away. For the purposes of this post, he was DEFINITELY under the legal blood alcohol limit for driving in the UK. If he wasn’t changing gear, he was running his hand up my leg, getting me excited.

We went up to his flat and into his room and he immediately started kissing me again as we stood not too far from the foot of his bed. He eagerly tried to pull down my dress to get at my breasts. I had to help him out by unzipping the back as it wouldn’t really pull down due to its tight fit. This was accompanied by the usual appreciative noises associated with getting a closer look at my girls. My big, natural tits were now free of all restrictions.

As a young woman, they are still very perky and I’d say they are perkier than usual for their size. My nipples are a very, very light pink. I’m sure they qualify as ghostly by the reddit definition. If you look closely enough, you can just make out veins traversing my breasts and nipples. The areolas are a nice size for the mounds they crest, just a few centimetres across. My nipples are on the flat side but plenty proud once they’ve been sucked on for a few seconds.

This nipple sucking task was something he eagerly took on. Cupping both my big breasts in his hands and alternating his mouth between my nipples to get them rock hard.

We slipped my dress off as a joint effort to leave me standing there, slightly awkwardly, with just my knickers on.

I was still fairly shy with guys and so was not forward in taking his clothes off. I was at that stage where guys basically had to take all the initiative so I was just wearing my panties and he was still fully dressed. He realised this and quickly stripped all of his clothes off. I’m always impressed with men’s ability to almost instantly get naked. It’s like a superpower. That Bruce Almighty clip is not impressive, every guy can do that.

His cock was now out and standing proud. He gently pushed me back and down to sit on the edge of his bed so I was positioned to service him. I played with the foreskin for a few strokes before he started moving it towards me, signalling he wanted it in my mouth. I wrapped my lips around it and started servicing him. He placed his hands on the back of my head and gently thrust inside my mouth.

I gobbled it down for several minutes. He moaned with delight throughout and gave me the odd ‘oh yeah’ of encouragement.

He took his cock out of my mouth and eased me back so I was lying on the bed with my butt on the edge, feet on the floor. He started kissing me again whilst pulling down my knickers. My pussy was finally out for him to use. He ran a hand over it, feeling its wetness then slid a finger right up inside me. It felt so naughty and exciting.

He grabbed his cock and placed it over my lips to enter me whilst still standing. The first inch or so went in easily then there was a bit of resistance before he pushed the rest in. It wasn’t too bad and I’m sure it helped that this wasn’t the first cock shaped object I’d had in my pussy, just the first one made of flesh. It felt so satisfying and like it was exactly what my cunt was made for.

The long build-up, starting from our first kiss if not before, meant I was dripping wet and, although it was slightly uncomfortable, the fucking was not painful. He was not the girthiest either so that also helped. I’ve had more uncomfortable sex since this first time with various combinations of bigger cocks and a less moist pussy.

He started to move it in and out of me, very gently and slowly at first. It took a bit of getting used to but felt fine and I was soon able to enjoy it. I’m convinced being mentally lubricated with alcohol helped the situation a lot.

He lifted my legs up so they were sticking up in the air, against his body and started fucking me harder. His cock moving in and out of me with increasing speed was so thrilling. My cunt was finally getting fucked by a stud.

Fortunately, for the state of my pussy, it was only a few minutes before my tight hole made him unleash his load inside me (into his condom). I’d like to attribute the relative rapidity to my overall sexiness and brilliant blowjob skills to warm him up.

We got dressed and he drove us back to the party. I was a bit sore My friends had noticed we’d been gone a while but I was a bit coy about what had happened. I told them ALL about it the next day, of course.

Adam and I banged a few more times and had a pseudo boyfriend/girlfriend relationship. I can fill you in on some of those screws if you want.

My only regret of this first time was not keeping the boots on. The ones I shouldn’t have worn in the first place.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6m3z76/my_first_fuck