My [F]irst orgas[m]

So here’s a story, back from college. Spoilers, no sex… well, depends on your definition.

I was a good girl. Never had a boyfriend. Always wanted one, but in an intimate, emotional way. A “guy who would cuddle me when I’m sad” way, a “guy who would take care of me and make me laugh and maybe kiss me” way.

I read sexy romance novels at night when my Christian conservative parents were upstairs sleeping peacefully, and as far as I know, they never found out. I didn’t know I was repressed.

So then, I met Boy.

He was cute. He wasn’t really hot at all. But he was cute. Sweet. Like, “aww what a nice kind, sensitive, gentleman” kind of sweet. Respectable.

I found out later he was not respectable. Which I quite enjoyed.

When I met him I was 19. We texted, then chatted on Facebook, then called on the phone. I met him one weekend and… Things got complicated. A man had never turned me on before, not really, not in person… He gave me a hug that made me feel parts of my body I didn’t know existed. I felt a man pressed up against me for the first time, slowly growing hard against my hips.

It was glorious.

There’s something about chemistry that wakes you up. Novels and photos and great quality smut are awesome. Masturbation is fun (though at the time, poor sheltered me, had no clue what a clit was).

He alleviated that issue. That’s another story.

So Boy and I had been dating for a few months. We wereong-distance, different colleges, sobwe didn’t spend that much time together in person.

He was always subtly pushing… Not in a way like grabbing my breast or saying dirty things, but more like that quiet growl when I leaned over and he got a view of my cleavage…. The deep sigh when he brushed my hair off my face… The grin when he tried to kiss me and I shrunk away.

We were sitting upstairs on my parents couch. Ah that beautiful velvet couch. We sat together, legs pressed against each other, shoulder to shoulder. He had just kissed me a few weeks before for the first time. I already knew I would lose my virginity to this man eventually but I was putting it off as long as possible. (long distance relationships suck.)

He wrapped his arms around my shoulders. “do you think anyone will come up here?”

“Probably,” I sighed. I have three siblings and two nosy Christian parents. They won’t leave us alone for long.

“Guess I should get started,” he grinned against my ear, nibbling at the love and moving to the corner of my mouth. I grinned and turned into him, kissing him deeply. I was still practicing this kissing thing, but he seemed impressed so far.

Being the man he was, he put one hand behind my neck. “Are you turned on yet?” I just giggled a little, unable to really talk.

He paused, pulled back at me, and got this mischievous glimmer in his eyes. That look made me a bit nervous. I had no idea what to expect.

“Let me ask you something.” I nodded as he searched my face, his eyes just a little crinkled at the corner, a smirk on his face. “Have you ever heard of ‘errogenous zones’?”

It sounded sexual. My mouth dried out a little and I shook my head.

He smirked, and his eyes lit up. He brought his face close to make me, just close enough to see my lips, not close enough to touch them with his. “They’re nerve clusters… Throughout the body.” He grazed my lips and they quivered a little. He watched with satisfaction. “When you activate them the right way… You can orgasm.”

Oh God. He’d said the O word. I was not ready for this. Was he going to take my pants off? I’d never seen a penis in my life. I swallowed hard as he measured my reaction. I couldn’t hide the flush on my face and neck. He bent forward closer to my lips, and carefully grazed them, and then barely traced his tongue across my bottom lip. I gasped.

“See, the thing is,” he continued,”there are lots of errogenous zones in a woman’s body… The lips…” He licked mine again, then trailed down behind my ear. “The neck…” I felt his teeth graze the edge of my neck as he brought his face farther down. “There’s a spot right between your breasts,” his face sank lower.

I smacked him.( Just a little.)

He laughed and laid back against the couch, and pulled me against his chest, turning me around so my back was laying against his front. I could feel him getting hard in the small of my back. I knew my face was totally red by now and I prayed nobody would come upstairs.

“Of course the breasts are really sensitive, but…” His fingers of one hand traced directly between my breasts, not touching either one, slowly going down towards the edge of my shirt.

“There’s a great spot down here. I bet I could find it…” He flicked the edge of my shirt up just a bit, and traced the edge of his fingers across my stomach, right above the waistband of my pants. Back and forth his fingers trailed little soft lines. I watched nervously, feeling my check and legs warm up. Then he folded the hem of my shirt up and circled a finger sound my belly button.

Instantly it was like a hot wave of… Something, ran down through my body and pooled between my legs. I’d never gotten this wet before from anything. My breathing got lighter and he put his face against my neck, inhaling deeply. “Oh,” he sighed. “I think I found it ”

As he traced his fingers gently around and around, brushing the center just a bit, my breathing picked up. I felt my body start to move in response to his… A slow, massaging rhythm that came from my hips that I couldn’t stop. I was going to lose control, and I didn’t care.

“Let’s see what happens.”

He put his full hand gently on my stomach, right bow my tummy, his fingers just barely reaching past the edge of my pants… And gave a little squeeze.

It started between my legs in that hot, wet place, and shot up through my body. I felt it in my breasts, in my lips, in my toes. I gasped and my eyes widened. Two seconds of bliss… And then I was embarrassed because I felt like I’d peed myself.

When I could breathe again I jerked my head around to see his face. The look of wonder and satisfaction in his eyes made me quiver. He grinned and pulled his hand away.

“You’re gonna be so much fun to fuck.”

Spoiler – so is he. I made him marry me first. but we had lots of fun in the meantime…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gtth8g/my_first_orgasm