[M]y first time [MF]

Back when I was still a teen, freshly 18 and starting my second semester of Senior year, I had barely even kissed a girl.

I wasn’t really shy, per se, just wildly inexperienced and battling a lot of insecurities about myself. Not the point. A little about me: I’m about 6’1, 200 lbs, average in just about everything else. I’d describe my body type as “not terrible, but definitely enjoys pasta”.

Anyway, back to the story (that’s what y’all are here for, right? ;))

Over my high school career, I only really went on like five or six dates, and never made it past second base. Girls didn’t really want me, and I think I probably wanted them too much. I kept bouncing around, only ever finding myself in sexual situations at parties and the like, never able to go through with anything. That all changed Christmas break of senior year.

I had moved to New Orleans from a small town in Arizona about 6 years before, and never really stayed in touch with any of my old friend group. Well, my family and I road tripped out to celebrate with my grandparents, and I rekindled a relationship with Abby.

Abby is basically the textbook definition of drop dead gorgeous. 5’5, piercing blue-grey eyes, subtle curves and beautiful dirty blonde hair. I hadn’t seen her since I was a pre-pubescent kid, and I honestly stumbled on my words when I re-met her. We talked for a little while, before she invited me to a classic high-school holiday party she was going to. I immediately said yes.

The party was the next night, and it seriously couldn’t come soon enough. I picked her up around 6. I didn’t know someone could get hotter, but she just kept doing it. She was wearing an, admittedly very classy, low cut dress that showed off her cleavage in the most irresistible way. I was having a lot of trouble staying on the road.

I sort of followed her like a lost puppy for the first twenty minutes or so of the party, but didn’t want to seem too desperate, so decided to make myself scarce and play a little peppermint schnapps beer pong. I actually ended up playing with some old friends of mine, and managed to find out that she was single. Should’ve been a confidence boost, but it honestly freaked me out even more than I already was. At that point, I knew I either had to hit “fuck it” or give up ever having a shot with her.

I found her sitting in the living room, playing a game of truth or dare with about 5 others. She invited me to play, and that was my in.

“Ok, Mark. truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

“If we were the last two people on earth, what would you do?”

“Is it too late to pick dare?”

“No. I dare you to pretend that we’re the last two people on earth.”

I figured there wouldn’t be a much better opportunity than that. I leaned across the group, and kissed her. Everyone hooted, and hollered. One of my most exciting moments, especially because we just kept kissing. The game actually went a full round before we broke off, as it was Abby’s turn to go.

I asked; “Truth or Dare”

“Dare.”

“Let’s get out of here?”

“Done.”

We got up, and she lead me towards an upstairs bedroom. My mind was racing, I was panicking, and she looked calm as could be. She sat me down on the edge of the bed, locked the door, and turned back around to face me. She reached up behind her neck, and began to untie her dress. It fell to the floor, and she was left in a simple black thong and bra. It was the single sexiest thing I’d ever seen. Her curves were accentuated by the gentle rise of the thong, supple breasts pushed perfectly against the black bra that held her in a way I wished I could. She walked towards me slowly, like a Victoria’s Secret model, and straddled my lap. She leans down and kissed me again, a passionate, dreamy kiss. Her lips tasted like sage, and she smelled overwhelmingly good. I was super hard through my jeans, and after about five minutes of making out, she reached her hand down and started to stroke me over the surface of my pants. I was dripping with precum, and could feel her smile when she noticed. I unbuckled her bra, and finally saw the most perfect pair of breasts ever created. I couldn’t say exactly what size, but roughly a b-cup with supple nipples that felt so perfect in my hands. I kissed them, worshipped them, and fell in love with them in that moment. She helped me take off my shirt, and we explored each other’s bodies for a few minutes. I’m not exactly sure how it happened, but fairly soon we were both taking off each other’s remaining articles of clothing.

I had never eaten pussy before, but I was dying to taste her. She was, as I described, perfect. Her pussy was shaved except for a small patch right above her opening, and pink inside. She was utterly intoxicating. I pulled out every stop I could, including the twister thing from American Pie (that one didn’t seem half bad, actually.) She tasted so good – her pussy was warm and flowing with juices that had me high. I think she came once, and she definitely didn’t shy away from telling me what she wanted.

Pretty soon, she whispered that she “wanted me inside” of her. I got one final taste of her, and moved up to kiss her again. She helped me put the condom on, rolling it down my shaft with her delicate hand, kissing me deeply all the while. We started out in missionary position, and I started off slowly. I didn’t want to burst too early – I knew I had to give this girl the night of her life.

We did quite a few positions, and I probably came 3 or 4 times, only stopping long enough to unroll a new condom. We did doggy, her juices flowing over my cock as I slid in and out – she rode me slow while I stared into her amazing eyes and tried to figure out what the hell to do with my hands. We spooned, making out sideways while our bodies touched all over. It was the most erotic night of my life. When we were finally worn out, we lay together for hours and talked. We actually played with each other a few more times that night. Me eating her out, her sucking me off, both of us cumming more times than we could count (I’m pretty proud of that) and genuinely having the best night of our teenage lives.

We were together in that room for so long, the party had ended by the time we left to go to my car. We drive around, talked some more, and finally I took her home.

We said goodnight, but it definitely wasn’t goodbye ;)

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