This story focuses more on the relationship than the sexual activity itself, but I hope it’s enjoyable nonetheless. Let me begin with a bit of background. Sophie is basically my dream girl. Curly dark brown hair, brown eyes, 5’4″ and a nice set of B cup tits. I too have dark brown hair and am 7 inches taller at 5’11”. Not quite tall enough to say I’m 6 feet, but tall enough for most girls and not too tall that cuddling is uncomfortable. And let me say that cuddling with Sophie was incredible. I’d had a thing for her for the past three months, and she had told me she liked me back. Unfortunately, she wasn’t quite over her ex-boyfriend, so at that point our relationship was nothing but platonic. But all that would change one Friday night at 1:00 in the morning.
Sophie and I are both freshmen in college at a public university so there aren’t too many places to spend time together in a private setting. Luckily for us, my mom has a house just twenty minutes away from campus. I had convinced her to go on a spontaneous drive with me to the house under the pretense of her meeting my cat. Of course, meeting my cat wasn’t really what I’d had in mind for the night, but I’m getting ahead of myself.
After finishing an episode of Gray’s Anatomy we sat in my bed. Sophie had seen the show many times and gotten me into it, and now we watch it together. She turned and looked into my eyes, her own eyes shining as she tilted her head to the side. She always knew when I had something I wanted to say. I stole a long glance at her lips- red and oh, so kissable- before slowly moving my eyes up to match hers. As I did so, the corners of her lips curved up in a smile. She had cleary noticed my longing gaze. “Sophie, I’m not sure I can do this anymore.” I said softly, as her eyes started to widen. “I mean, the whole waiting for you to be ready to date me when you won’t even tell me when that will be.” Her eyes relaxed as she sighed, a soft and delicate sound. A sound not unlike the quality of her lips, so soft and delica– “Jake, I’m sorry. I don’t know when I’ll be ready.” Now it was my turn to sigh. I started to speak, but she kept going, “Part of me wants to say ‘fuck it’ and do this with you. Of course I want to do this, to open the doors. But my mom always told me it’s best to wait until I’m 100% ready, and I don’t know when that will be.” I took a deep breath, and moved my lips closer to hers- about a foot away- then exhaled. “Momma doesn’t always know best,” I whispered, glancing down at those lips once again. God, how much I wanted to kiss them, to pull her close and feel her body up against me as our lips touc- “I guess so?” She smirked as if she knew what I was thinking. I moved my face closer to hers. “Come on, Soph. Say ‘fuck it’. It’s way more fun,” I smiled. “Wayyyy more fun.” I inched my face even closer to hers, gazing into her eyes. She sat perfectly still as seconds went by, then a minute. She looked into my eyes, and in that moment, something in them shifted. Like she had finally reached a decision. Like any second now, something was about to happen that would change our relationship forever.
“Okay, fine. ‘Fuck it,'” She said, sighing. She leaned forward and kissed me. Electricity surged through my body as her lips pressed into mine. I placed my hand behind her head and pushed her lips harder against mine as our lips hungrily moved in sync with one another. I had no idea what I was doing, but this sure as hell felt right. I slid my other hand down her back, starting to explore her body. I noticed my breathing grow deep and heavy as pleasure surged through my brain. It was overwhelming, in a sense. I turned my attention back to the beautiful girl I was making out with. To Sophie. Oh my god. I WAS MAKING OUT WITH SOPHIE. As I realized what was happening, she slowly pulled her lips away and she smiled. A full smile this time. “‘Fuck it’ is way more fun.” She said. I smiled back, “As I said, wayyyy more fun.”
She pulled off her sweatshirt to display the most perfect pair of tits I’ve even seen (of course, with these being the first pair I’d seen in real life, I didn’t have much to compare to). I pulled off my own shirt then pushed her down onto the bed and pressed my body against hers. I kissed her neck, slowly working my way down her perfect body. I pulled down her bra, and as I let my tongue graze her right nipple, she drew in a sharp breath. I slowly began to suck on her tit, letting my hand move down the side of her body and under her leggings. I slid my hand between her legs and she inhaled sharply as I started to rub back and forth on her clit. As I continued, I felt her breathing get deeper. I lifted up my fingers and placed my thumb on her clit, moving in a circular motion. Then I plunged my finger into her pussy. She gasped, her head rolling back. I moved my finger in a “come here” motion, and a soft moan left her lips, telling me I found her g-spot. With my thumb still on her clit, I slowly withdrew my finger, then shoved not one but two fingers deep inside her soaking wet pussy. This time, she let out a loud moan. “Shhhhh,” I put my index finger in her mouth as I continued to draw my fingers along her g-spot. I picked up the pace. I felt her nails dig into my back as her whole body started shaking. I took both my fingers out and rubbed her clit as quickly and aggressively as I could, pushing her belly into the bed with my other hands. She shook even harder and let out a loud, “Ahhhh” as her wetness surrounded my fingers. I felt her collapse deeper into the bed as she moved my hand off of her. I slowly brought my them to my lips, slipping my fingers into my mouth as I tasted her for the first time.
As I gazed into her eyes, with every bit of pleasure displayed on her face, I couldn’t help but smile. This amazing girl, who had been there for my in the worst moments of my life, was lying on my bed in ecstasy. Her pleasure was mine, and I felt overcome with joy as the full weight of what just happened sunk in. I pressed against her, holding her in my arms as she recovered, placing gentle kisses on the side of her neck. I drew my head back and looked at her face, so incredibly beautiful. The redness on her cheeks seemed to glow in the dim light coming from the lamp. “Not bad for your first time,” she smiled. “And if that was your first time, I can’t even imagine what it will be like later.” I returned the smile. “Just you wait until I get some more practice.” And I would get some more practice that night, six times more to be exact. And needless to say, we are dating now. Tomorrow will be our two week anniversary, and there will be many more exciting sexual experiences to come.
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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mdms7z/my_first_sexual_experience_mf
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