The longest 30 minutes of my life

My girlfriend is a risk-taker. And I love her for that, but one of these days it’s going to get me into a lot of trouble….

Sasha and I were hanging out by the riverside with our two mutual friends. She looked amazing in her new sunshine yellow one-piece swimsuit; it had cheeky little windows cut out on the sides and showed a little bit of underbun, but her petite body and effervescent personality lends her an air of girlish innocence always.

A picture to help you imagine her:

[https://i.pinimg.com/originals/97/51/59/975159383b19c7b38fc958c10b33a770.jpg](https://i.pinimg.com/originals/97/51/59/975159383b19c7b38fc958c10b33a770.jpg)

Our friends happened to be a couple, and their names were Eric and Janessa. At some point the two retired to the AirBnB we were staying at just down the path. To this day I’m not sure exactly what they were doing—maybe making love—all I know is that Sasha and I found ourselves suddenly alone and looking into each other’s eyes with desire, the sounds of water flowing and crickets chirping in the twilight.

I was sitting in a lawn chair in my swim trunks with Sasha on my lap like my personal pet … she started biting my lip playfully and slowly, and passionately kissing the corner of my mouth, as if to distract me from where her hands were going.

“What are you doing?” I managed to say as she smothered me with gentle affection.

She slipped my dick out of my shorts and it immediately started to grow in her small hands. My blood started pumping, my head started racing.…

“Sasha–”

“Shush,” she interrupted. She held me in her hands, playing with this male body part that was so strange and funny to her, feeling it with loving curiosity. “I want you to take my virginity now.”

“What do you mean?” I said, dazed. My eyes darted around in search of anyone who might walk in on us. “I’ve already had you … you’ve already had me …”

“No,” she clarified. “I want you to take my *other* virginity.…” She was almost embarrassed to say it, looking to the side as she did so. All the while she was still fiddling with my dick, just enough to keep it hard and keep my blood running hot.

I looked around once more to make sure no one was around, and then I locked eyes with her. “Oh, darling, I want you in every possible way right now,” I sighed, surrendering to my overwhelming desires. Against my better judgment, I might add.

“Then take me,” she whispered in my ear, grinning like a schoolgirl sharing a secret. Then with her left hand, she positioned my right hand on her thigh, sliding it to her hip, then to her butt, and finally, after sliding the bottom of her swimsuit aside just enough, my fingers were resting on her small, soft, exposed anus. “Take all of me.…”

By now I was so utterly enraptured in this moment with her. I started kissing her lips hungrily, all while my hand was caressing her most hidden and intimate place. I was preparing that delicate part of her for what was about to come next. It had never been stimulated by a lover’s hand before, let alone by something bigger.

“It’s getting cold out,” Sasha said, arms clinging to my broad shoulders. “Let me keep you warm now.”

We both giggled a little.

“Not so fast, young lady,” I told her. “I gotta keep you warm, too. You’re much smaller than me.…” I reached down and grabbed her light pink cardigan off the ground. She put it on over her swimsuit, and it hung gracefully over her shoulders, unbuttoned and thin enough to let the fading light through.

And then I spun her around on my lap so that her back was facing me. She was a little startled by the aggressive movement, but excited. Her breath was heavy and fast.

I raised her up a little and she helped me position the tip of my dick until it kissed her anus, sliding her swimsuit aside once more. It was easy access; she didn’t even have to take anything off; the stretchy material moved aside with ease.

All her muscles were tensed up. If she were to relax, she would fall onto me, and I would be inside of her.

And then we heard footsteps on the path.

She was startled, and I was plunged inside of her. She gasped, and so did I, but her gasp betrayed some pain. I grabbed her arm to comfort her, and that’s when Eric and Janessa arrived with a plate full of freshly microwaved s’mores.

I was still inside her.

“Wh-what took you so long?” Sasha managed to squeak out. She shrunk into a modest pose, closing her legs and wrapping her arms around herself tightly.

“Oh nothing, we were just getting some snacks and stuff,” said Janessa.

They were clueless. As far as they were concerned, Sasha was just sitting on my lap in a slightly awkward position. After all, we were both clothed, and things were obscured from most angles.

Yet we were connected in the most intimate way possible, and it felt absolutely amazing. Once we both realized what we were getting away with, we started to chuckle. Sasha started to sound a little breathless and light-headed when the pain subsided and the pleasure kicked in. Every tiny little movement brought waves of pleasure to us both.

This went on for a solid 30 minutes and they never even noticed. It was exciting but anxiety-inducing, and we were glad to eventually find a way out while Eric and Janessa were occupied. Still, we wouldn’t trade that experience for the world.

FIN

[Hope you enjoyed! Feel free to message me if you wanna talk girls, roleplay, or whatever.]

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