Her first creampie [MF]

I can’t say she was my first. And i can’t say i was hers. But we were each others first love. This much was undoubtable.

Since i’d first sat next to her in the fourth grade there had been a sort of magnetism between us. And as we grew it inevitably turned to a sort of a teenage longing. The object of unrequited passion, just beyond our fingertips.

We lived in a small West-Coast mountain hamlet with two high schools. And of course we both went to the other.

I saw her from time to time. But it seemed like it was the dream never to be. I kept true to my own pursuits, becoming captain of our water polo team. I had girlfriends. I started to shave.

One summer we went to a movie. And she was suddenly a woman. A gorgeous woman. Slender and blonde. Fit yet curvaceous. It was all i could do to not put my arm around her and bring her close to me. But my adolescent myopia had a certain honor to it. And i wasn’t a cheater. So i restrained. Afterwards she sheepishly told me she had found a boyfriend. I remember trying to convince myself i was happy for her.

It seemed like we could never get the timing right. When i was single she wasn’t. And vice versa. We drifted further apart, each on a differing updraft unsure where our friendship ended and something greater began.

Coming home from our first year of college i remember an excited text message. She had discovered marijuana while away; something i’d had a reputation for. So she wanted some. She’d gotten a job house sitting in the mountains. The stars and their deck where the perfect setting for a spliff so i offered to make a delivery.

When i arrived we lit it up and our conversation wandered through the cosmos. Before either of us knew it we were cuddled in a hammock. We locked eyes and kissed deeply.

I didnt want the moment to end, but she did. She awkwardly rose from the hammock (hey its hard with two people) and took my hand, guiding me inside.

Usually im a more dominant person (as subsequent stories will show) but that night i was savouring every touch. Each stage of affection was a release of a lifetime of sexual tension. Its the only night of my life where a woman has so much taken the lead.

Our clothes paved a trail from the hammock to the bedroom. Her well-worn Led Zepplin t-shirt hung carelessly from the bedpost. She pushed me down onto the bed and took me in her mouth. What she lacked in experience she made up for in unbridled enthusiasm. She fit as much of me into her mouth as she could, fighting the urge to gag. She licked and fondled my balls before sliding her tongue up my shaft.

The stars i was seeing started to fade, but before i could return the favor she was straddling me. Guiding me bare into her. I could feel her pussy almost gushing around me. She slowly started to ride me, adjusting her body to my size. My hands wandered her body. Each breast was a perfect handful. And her ass was so… feminine. Big in the most slight way. I sat up to kiss her.

Her pace increased and i could feel her body start a primal convulsion. The tip of me had found a spot deep in her, and each shuddering thrust was orgasmic. I was getting close. She bit my ear, “I’m close” she said. “Me too” I whispered “Should i pull out?” She looked at me as she bit her lip shaking her head just slightly “No” she moaned, “Cum inside me.”

Without pulling out I flipped her onto her back and as we started moving in perfect rhythm her body started to convulse and i could feel a flood of moisture. We moaned in ecstasy at the same moment as i shot rope after rope of sperm inside her.

I collapsed on top of her. Intoxicated in each other we laid there. Still wrapped in each other entire.

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