First story about me taking D’s virginity in his treehouse is in my post history. This story has two parts, both from the same day. Here’s part one!
D and I continued to date for awhile, and over that summer between college semesters, getting around the constant vigilance of his religious parents added an element of adventure and pushed us to be creative. He was still shy and gentlemanly with me, not comfortable with being sexual yet. But as a boy having just been introduced to sex, he wanted it all the time, and I wanted nothing more than to give it to him.
One night over at his house we were watching something in his room (with the door open per his parents’ rules, and his room opened to a thoroughfare of the house). We were lightly spooning fully clothed, being careful bc of the situation. But I wasn’t ready to fully behave – and I had a feeling he wasn’t either. I could feel the tension between us, the little surges of electricity that came from being attracted and close to each other. I could sense him restraining himself – being too nervous to make any moves, both in general and given the circumstances. I wanted to play, to tease him.
I readjusted, purposely pressing my ass a little too firmly against the crotch of D’s jeans. I was unsurprised to feel a bulge already there, waiting to be rubbed against. Spurred on, I pressed back harder and swirled my hips against him, just a bit. I felt the bulge twitch. To tease him and see what he would do, I stopped with an inch between him and my round ass and just acted like I was laying there normally. Sure enough I felt his hand curl over my hip to pull me back into him. He was getting bolder.
He tipped my head sideways to kiss me quietly, using his forearm across my lower belly to keep my body tight to his. He started to rock his hips gently, letting his cock press against the soft curvature of my behind. We were trying to be quiet, sneaky, and subtle. But I could also feel us getting hornier and more wrapped up in what we were doing. I rolled my hips back against him and his breath started to get uneven in my ear. I could still feel him twitching and his lips on my neck encouraged me not to stop. I really started to grind back into him, pressing him against the wall, alternating between rolling and shaking my ass. His hand went under my shirt to spread against my flat low belly and lock me into him. I could feel a perfect outline of his erection against me. I loved how new everything was to him – how every sensation, every tease, made his cock jump with need. With furtive glances at the doorway, we started to dry hump hard, losing ourselves in our naughty endeavors. I simultaneously wished he was inside me and loved having him this hard without it.
I took the brakes off and ground back into him like I was giving him a horizontal lap dance. I could feel his cock flexing as he bucked his hips back against my movements. I knew I had to finish him somehow – we were in too deep. Just as I started devising sneaky plans for how to do it, he suddenly let out a strangled whisper in my ear, “oh god”, and buried his face in my neck to hide his expression. His hand on my belly shook, and I felt his cock’s flexing become rhythmic, pulsating, as he came still fully clothed. I reached back to tug the hair at the back of his neck and rolled my hips for him over and over as his orgasm came over him in waves. He bit down on the nape of my neck to keep from moaning and kept his face hidden to disguise both his embarrassment and his ecstasy. As it subsided I let him know he had nothing to be embarrassed about. I guided his hand down my belly and into my leggings, letting him feel how wet he’d made me quickly before anyone caught us. “You’re so fucking sexy baby, I love making you cum. Feel how wet it makes me to get you off”, I whispered to him as he blushed at me. I told him I wanted him to fuck me that night and I’d text him to make a plan to sneak out once his parents were asleep. Stay tuned for more from the rest of that evening ;)
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/s0qwjb/more_adventures_with_the_guy_from_the_treehouse_mf