[FM] My (24F) fling with the birthday boy (18M)

Hi, hi! Been a long time lurker, but I thought start sharing too after reading a certain story here on gonewildstories. This happened some years ago (being 36 now), but I fondly remember it since it was the first time I discovered the thrill of sleeping with younger men, especially virgins. So this is a First Time story in that sense. Without further ado…

Going back to 2007, I had come back home from university to spend Christmas with my family. By January, I was getting ready to head back to go and scope out a new place to stay with my friends. Two days before I was due to leave, my youngest brother went off to a house party for one of his friends who was turning 18 at the time and mum charged me with picking him up since I could drive.

I arrive there slightly past 8 pm, with the party still in full swing. My brother Mark doesn’t want to leave just yet for ‘reasons’, which I’m pretty certain meant that there was a girl he liked at the party and he felt it was at a good development. I was a bit ticked, but, I could sympathize, myself having been on a bit of a dry spell, so I decided to give him another hour to get his shit in order. I didn’t have an invite, but I’m sure you can imagine how little that counts for when it’s mostly a bunch of 17- to 19-year olds with poor hormone control, and your the older girl with more curves and bigger tiddies than the other teenage girls present. It didn’t take long for them to badger me out of the car where I was texting friends on my phone.

It was okay, I guess. Shitty techno notwithstanding. There was a lot of eye-candy, but frankly, nothing close to even tempting me. I was mostly there just to pig out on snacks and drinks really whilst I continued chatting with my friends on the phone. Eventually, I spot the birthday boy himself.

Ron is dark haired, blue eyed, probably 5′ 10″ with a commensurate build. He’s cute, but again, I wasn’t looking, so I wasn’t tempted. The real difference between him and the other boys present was that he was obviously NOT having a good time. After a few minutes of observation, it was obvious his birthday had been hijacked on the excuse for a party. A lot of the other boys aren’t associating with him and I can see that he’s a bit introverted, which meant there was no chance of meeting any girls in the particular crowd that was present.

I figured that made two of us who didn’t want to be at this party, so it was as good an excuse as any to see how his conversation skills were. He’s pretty surprised when I park down nearby, maybe justly so. I introduced myself, wished him happy birthday and we get started talking from there. The problem instantly becomes obvious, because Ron is an intellectual and mostly everyone else… not so much.

We were actually starting to get a good flow, when, obviously, the attention Ron was getting from me had others muscling in, which instantly pissed me off. I don’t know if they thought they were being subtle, but there’s no doubt in my mind they’re feigning interest in Ron’s topics and then steering it to things they like. Ron obviously can’t handle it and shuts down. Fucking assholes.

I thanked Ron for chatting, and checked were I could use the toilet. All the newcomers start protesting over me leaving, but I roundly ignored them. I get to the toilet, and, of course, its in use, with others waiting outside to get in. I’ve got a drive in front of me and didn’t have a choice but to wait. Whilst waiting, one of the more cocksure guys who had trespassed on my conversation with Ron came to make a pass.

“I’ve got 200 bucks on me,” he concludes after introducing himself. I’m far from impressed. I’m no saint; I’ve actually had relationships with two or three guys that was on a thinly veiled cash for sex basis, but this is really cheap, and I’m not talking about the money.

“I’ve got $450 in my purse, five thousand in the bank, and a car I didn’t borrow from my parents. What’s your point?” I snapped. Well, he never made his point, but I think he got mine.

Once he left, I decided to go and do the shitty thing and go and pee in the bushes in the back garden where I didn’t see much activity. I found there was a quiet spot behind the shed, so lowered my jeans and squatted in relief. Ron suddenly rounded the corner, to both our surprises. He had come to check if I was okay and thought I might sick and went to throw up or something, but was instead got to see me in a moment of vulnerability. He jerked around immediately and apologized.

I was embarrassed, but kept my face as straight as I could. Having him seen me also made me a little horny, especially with the tingle of the cold air gently caressing my exposed pussy. I finished and came out to find him still standing there all flushed and cute looking. He apologized again and I told him it wasn’t a big deal, so he could forget about it. I also noticed that, unlike earlier, he kept facing away from me when talking, and I realized he was trying to keep his hard on out of sight. I found myself getting horny at the thought that I had just given this young guy a boner, especially since I was imagining that he might go and jerk off later that night. With that in mind, I keep chatting with him and start flirting a little. Poor kid didn’t know how to react, which was so cute to watch. Contrary to my expectations, I found myself getting more aroused with each passing moment.

Finally, he started flirting back as well. Awkwardly, to be certain, but there was a certain charm in it to see him try. I suspected he was pretty horny by that point to have started flirting back. I was heading back the next day and my time back home had been kind of dull, so, by that point, I was seriously considering letting him get some. So I joked that since he had seen me, maybe he should let me see him with his pants down. His reaction was predictable, and I was hugely getting off on making him flustered like this.

I could see he didn’t know how to proceed from that point, so I asked if there a more private place we could go to. At that point, I don’t think he could use his brain to save his life. It was cute, but also a little annoying, so I started trying to figure where we could go. I was thinking about suggesting we go to my car, maybe let him drive me somewhere if he had a licence, when my eyes bumped on the shed.

“How about here?” I asked. He mumbled something about it being small, which it was. But it large enough. I figured he was thinking about a bedroom or something like I would have done at his age. It’s funny to think about it now, since I always figured my first time would be on a big soft bed littered with roses. Instead, my first boyfriend took my virginity in the garage of his parents home on the backseat of the car.

A little part of me felt that Ron probably deserved a bit better, but just a little part. We got inside the shed after fumbling with the door and it was quite dark, but we had enough light. I wasn’t expecting him to get us started so I got his pants down and went down on him. He wasn’t particularly big, but he had a nice looking cock and it was smooth and a delight to suck. His face had so much disbelief that I thought he might actually cry from emotion at some point.

“First time getting head?” I asked once I took a moment for breath. He replied it was his first time ever. The words seemed ring down from my ears into my breasts and pussy. I got perversely turned on at the thought of being his first and having him remember it always. It was kind of like a slutty way of spraying my name on the metaphorical wall saying I was there first!

I went back to blowing him until I felt he wasn’t going to last. If it hadn’t been his first time, I would have probably sucked him off until he blew his load. I got up and asked if he’d like to eat me out in return, feeling like a bit of a bitch since I had just peed a few minutes ago. Ron didn’t seem to mind at all, so I got of out of my jeans and leaned against the wall with my legs open whilst Ron got down on his knees and put his tongue to work on my love bean.

Looking back at it, I feel a little bad about it today, because I kept him down there for maybe three or four times as long I had been down on him, mostly because I was giving him tips on what he could do. Still, once I started moaning encouragement rather than telling him he was doing good, he really started to come into his own and started eating me out like a professional. I came on his face whilst holding his head against me as I grinding my hips.

We broke apart for a short while gathering our breaths, but I could see the look of anticipation in his eyes as to what came next, if there was anymore. I was extremely hot and wet by that point, so there was no doubt in my mind that I was going to have him fuck me, and was especially glad that I was on the pill at the time, since I don’t think I could have told him pull out looking at his innocently hot face all flushed with fuck lust as he was right then.

There wasn’t a lot of space to work in, so I asked him to move up and and lay down on the floor. With my legs open, he quickly got the message as to what to do. Once he was on top, he tried to angle his cock into me hands-free, but after a few failed tries, I finally got impatient enough to grab it myself and feed it into my hungry pussy. He was bucking like a savage within moments and I was moaning as I held on for the ride.

I almost came a second time, but Ron blew his load. He slightly ruined the moment, because he started apologizing for cuming in me, so I pulled him down to me and bit his lip until he quietened up a bit and I told him not to worry about. I tried to grind against him softly for a bit, but to no avail. Still, I was fairly satisfied.

We got our clothes back on and, cheekily, I give him a peck on the cheek and did the cliche thing of telling him he had just gotten his birthday present from me. It was just too good to pass up! I left him in the shed without further word and the last sight he must have had of me was my ass disappearing past the door. Mark was still chatting with this ginger haired girl, so I cut in and told him I was going home right then with or without him. I could have given him longer, but I wanted to get home so I could get in bed and finger myself for having missed out on cuming on Ron’s virgin cock.

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