Their First Time With Each Other
A story of a real couple. Married for 10 years and now raising a family, this is their version of the first time they played with each other. Both contributed and wrote this together.
They met each other in a college economics class. It was the first day of the fall semester of His senior year and He was nearly late. After scanning the room and seeing the professor taking his spot near the front, He spotted an open seat near the back of the full classroom. Sliding along the wall and the last row of chairs, He slipped into the open seat right as class started.
She glanced over at Him as he moved in right next to her, taking little notice. Her primary concern was starting Her senior year of college out on the right note. Her freshman year had been a roller coaster of experiences, some bad but mostly good. She realized She had spent too much time partying and socializing with men. She wanted to focus.
From that point, the semester progressed and They kept sitting in the same seats next to each other. Gradually They took increased notice of each other.
Within the first week, He formally introduced himself. She thought he was cute, but thought He was too clean cut. He liked her figure, but had been more interested in Blondes.
Within the first month, the study routine started to increase and They started looking ahead to the first midterm. “Do you want to meet or form a study group with me,” He asked one day after class? Not being particularly fond of study groups, but having a mild interest in Him, She agreed to meet Him in the student cafe. As She predicted, not much studying happened. Together, though, they drank coffee and talked. She was surprised to learn They had a lot in common. He loved to travel. She recently spent a semester aboard. They liked foreign languages. She was previously engaged, which had come to an end during Her study abroad (a story for another day). He was previously in a casual relationship (another story for another day), but was not seeing anybody. She was interested in Him, and He was interested in Her.
Within the first three months, He asked for Her phone number. She gave it to Him, and He gave His to Her. He didn’t call right away, though. One night while out with friends at the bar, She had a few too many drinks. Wondering what He was doing, and mildly annoyed that He hadn’t attempted to call her, She called him. He saw the caller ID on his phone light up and was mildly startled to see who was calling. “Hello?” He asked? “I’m at the bar!” She exclaimed, “come out and bring your roommate!” To His disappointment, he couldn’t. He was gone for the weekend, and She sounded extremely drunk.
Within the first four months, He mustered the courage to ask Her out for a drink. Being mildly embarrassed about Her drunk dial to Him previously, She agreed. They met at a nearby bar at around 8 p.m. They drank and shared stories about their past and their future plans. They made future study plans, even though she disliked study groups. They continued to see each other weekly in class. They developed a closer interest in each other. She was attracted to Him and He was attracted to Her. She started dressing a little nicer. He took notice. Several times She noticed Him glancing at her chest. She felt his attention and liked it.
The end of the semester neared, and He suggested they go out and celebrate after Their final. Eager to be done with the school for a while, and happy to spend a little time with Him, the idea was perfect. After the final exam, she went home and spent an hour fretting about what She would wear. She showered, shaved her legs, and took the more rare step of trimming her lady parts. She was unsure where the evening would go, and did not exactly intend on getting fucked, but this had been Her routine with Her previous fiancé and boyfriends (more stories for a later day).
He finished his final and returned home to his roommates. They knew His evening plan. They joked and prodded him for information. They encouraged Him to try and fuck Her. They were college guys with college humor. “Have you even fucked anyone since Amanda?” they asked? (Another story for another day). The truth is, He hadn’t been sexual with anyone for nearly a year, an uncharacteristic period of time for Him (more stories for a later time). He was not expecting anything to happened with Her. He paid extra attention, however to His grooming and spent extra time shaving his own unit.
He met her at the bar. Together, they were more flirty than normal. They had an entire semester to get to know each other. They progressed from coffee, studying, and now bar drinking. They knew each other. She liked him and was happy She had gotten to know him more gradually than other men who were previously in her life (more stories). They had fun. They took shots. They flirted. They became increasingly interested in each other.
By midnight, They were both drunk. She made the first move. Leaning forward and standing on her tip toes, she kissed him on the lips. His eyes grew wide. “Lets walk back to my place,” she said. Out of the bar and down the sidewalk they walked. She was drunk and flirty. He was anxious to see where the night was heading.
Her apartment was small. It was more like a studio than an apartment. He took his shoes off, looked around and took a seat on the couch. She turned on some music she discovered in South America and went into the kitchen for a few drinks. Feeling comfortable and frisky, she set the drinks down on an end table and straddled His lap on the couch. She kissed him again, and this time He kissed her back. “I like you,” she said. “I like you too,” he replied.
Straddling over Him, She could tell He liked Her. The bulge in His jeans grew larger and pressed up against Her. She slowly rubbed back and forth on it. Thinking of her past relationships, “should we take this slow?” She asked? “We can take this slow,” He replied. Hearing the voices of his roommates in His head, however, and with a joking tone in his voice, “we can still play a little,” He said. Her eyes grew wider in a moment of consideration, and She started to slowly grind more on the bulge in his pants.
Little did he know at the time, She had been with 15 other men during her college years. She did not share this with Him until years later out of fear of what He would think. As she rubbed on his bulge she could not help but think, though, of how big it felt to the others. She had been with both large and small men. She preferred large. While She did not realize this until later, She believed men with large units were more masculine. She enjoyed sex with either large or small, but the extra masculinity that came with a large cock turned her on than others.
“We can play a little,” she said with a slow smirk. This time He went in for a kiss. She felt his hand grab her hips and slowly move up her side. She felt his muscular biceps, which she believed were one of his nicest features. His hands moved up her side, sliding under her shirt until they reached her B-cup breast. Reaching behind, she unclasped her bra, letting His hand rub over Her hard nipples, while circulating back around to grab Her breasts. Her arousal grew and She could feel her pussy get wet. As he rubbed her breasts, She grinded faster and faster. He pulled her in close, slowly kissing the side of her neck. To this day, that is one thing He still does that immediately makes Her pussy wet.
The longer this went on, the better it felt, and in Her mind she debated what it meant to “take it slow.” She wanted to hold off on having sex with Him, but She did not want Him to be disappointed either. She was no stranger to pleasing men. Unbeknown to Him, she had done this many times and knew precisely what she was doing. She stood up from straddling Him on the couch, knelt down, and started to undo his belt.
He was in awe with Her and surprised at how well this progressed. He watched her unbutton his pants, slide his zipper down, and fold open His pants. When she laid her eyes on his boxer-covered cock, she confirmed what She thought – “oh my God, this might be the largest cock I’ve personally seen.” Grabbing the top of boxers, She pulled them back and stretched them over His erection. His cock was completely shaved and standing straight up 8.5 inches. She wrapped her fingers around the base and started stroking it up and down and noticing a drip of pre-cum already forming at the tip. “You have a big cock,” She blurted and laughed.
She was never a visual person when it came to sex. Like many women, She realized her most exciting times were when getting fucked and thinking about sexy things. There were many times, however, when She would get turned on by sucking a cock, especially while thinking dirty thoughts. Later She realized that this is why She was ok with doing it so often with men. Its not that She liked the taste and truly enjoyed having cum in her mouth. She sometimes liked the way the act made her feel. She enjoyed the attention. This time was no different and as She sat between his legs on Her knees, She started imagining what it would be like to have Him inside her. As these thoughts raced through Her mind, She slowly took his cock in her mouth. She felt its width and length fill Her to the back of Her throat as She began stroking it with one hand. Her other hand slid slowly up his chest and she could feel it still grow larger in her mouth. Slowly increasing the speed, she became more and more aroused, fantasizing about being bent over with Him thrusting inside Her pussy.
As the thought consumed Her more and more, She felt him begin to pulse in Her mouth. The first shot of cum filled her mouth as She rounded her lips around the tips to avoid it running down her chin. As she swallowed his initial thrust, she continued to jerk his cock and watch a second and third shot erupt from his swollen balls, running down his shaft and her grip. When He finished, She slipped onto the couch next to Him. He pulled Her in close, and She turned Her face away, not knowing if she had cum on her, and not wanting to upset him by getting it on his face. To Her surprise, He turned Her face towards His and gave Her a soft kiss on the lips. “Thank you,” He said, “I really do like you.”
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