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This is a long one! Previous two stories about this boy in my post history.
After D cleaned himself up I headed home so that his parents would go to sleep. I was impatient – he had gotten his release and was already texting me about how horny he was in anticipation. I hadn’t gotten mine yet, so I was hot and bothered and soaked through my panties. Hearing how ready he was to go again was only making that wet spot spread. Luckily I had a car with fold-down seats and a plan.
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.
The summer after my sophomore year of college I met a younger man. He had just graduated high school and was going to be bound for college himself in the fall. He was a moody musician type – sweet, handsome, but a bit of a loner. We’ll call him D. After texting for awhile he admitted he was a virgin, and I told him that if he wanted I would fix that.
He lived in a small house with overprotective religious parents, so we knew we’d have to be sneaky about it. Luckily the property was rural and there was an old treehouse at one end of it. I snuck over late at night once his parents were asleep, and he met me in the treehouse. It was a warm summer night and I wore a long skirt with no panties underneath for maximum stealth.
I’ve always loved the power of sex even before I realized it. The sexual desperation of men. When I was younger I dated a few virgins, and I found nothing more arousing than their swollen jumping erections begging to be touched, stroked, sucked, slipped inside. I lived for the hungry hooded look in their eyes as things they’d been jacking off to for years came to life in front of them for them to really feel for the first time. How just kissing, dry humping, letting them suck my nipples or touch my pussy made their cocks drip precum. Made them moan so hard their voices broke. I’d have them so close before we even started. Their cocks stretching their pants, aching to be touched, aching to cum, aching to actually breed for the first time. I’d open their pants slowly, and slip them already rock hard and sensitive into my velvet mouth, running my tongue first up the bottom seam to flick it under their heads. I would taste their sweet copious precum and feel them flex on my tongue, hear them panting trying to restrain themselves from cumming from the sensation of a mouth on their cock for the first time – the image of me naked in front of them, pink nipples hanging just below their perspective of my lips wrapped around their desperately erect cocks. They always stopped me after just a few long sensual sucks, fearing they wouldn’t last long enough to fuck me. I loved the power of having them right on the edge, unable to think about anything other than the pleasure radiating through them.
(Follow up to my story from last night)
After fucking and B barely managing to pull out before breeding me against our better judgement, we decided to head to sleep. I was far more satisfied than I had been, but my hormonal body still wanted more. I opted to casually go to bed in just my thong and a button down pj shirt that I left totally unbuttoned, letting my swollen breasts totally on display. We climbed into bed and I backed myself up against B, pressing my bare ass back against his crotch and wrapping his arms around me to rest on my soft boobs. As we laid there, our cat taking up an entire side of the bed and forcing us closer together, I softly rolled my hips against B. I could feel him give a hitched inhale against my neck, and one of his hands traveled from my breasts slowly down my stomach to my hips, pulling them tighter into him. His other hand kneaded my right breast and rolled the nipple between his fingers. I felt him start to gently flex his hips into me, dry humping me slowly as I felt the outline of his half hard cock against my ass and heard his soft intermittent moans in my ear.
I’ve written before about how insanely attracted I am to my bf (B). We tend to be mostly pretty vanilla in bed, and I’ve always been one of the lucky girls who can cum easily from penetrative sex, so often we even jump right to that. Lately though I’ve been more hormonal than I’ve ever been. I’ve always loved the feeling of a man cumming inside me and found the concept of breeding incredibly sexy, but it’s becoming an intense drive for me lately. Every month ovulation brings several days where I ache to be fucked every hour of the day and night. My breasts, which are usually small, swell to double their normal size, I wake up wet during the night and in the morning, and it’s all I can do let B pull out when we have sex. I’m not on birth control and we both tend to get weird reactions to condoms, so any sex is risky as it is. But he’s definitely noticed the uptick in my sex drive, and our sessions have been more intense and varied than ever.
After writing about him awhile ago, I decided to do another installment about my high school bf and I (MF both 18 at the time). He was horny and adventurous enough that I have plenty of material from our time together. It helps that I was so new to sex (and totally new to good sex) at the time that those memories really stick out in my head.
Even though he had never had sex before me, he was a very horny teen who watched a ton of porn. Where this can often be a not-so-great thing, in his case it really increased his stamina from what it typically would be for a virgin, and it made him curious and open-minded about a lot of different things. There were always new sexy things he wanted me to try, and he was an animal in the sack from the word go.
After writing about it the other night, I decided to do another installment about my high school bf and I (MF both 18 at the time). He was horny and adventurous enough that I have plenty of material from our time together. It helps that I was so new to sex (and totally new to good sex) at the time that those memories really stick out in my head.
Even though he had never had sex before me, he was a very horny teen who watched a ton of porn. Where this can often be a not-so-great thing, in his case it really increased his stamina from what it typically would be for a virgin, and it made him curious and open-minded about a lot of different things. There were always new sexy things he wanted me to try, and he was an animal in the sack from the word go.
When I was 18, I had a bf who was completely insatiable. He was a year older, well hung, with a lean muscled body and dark hair and blue eyes. When we got together he was a virgin, and he could get throbbing hard just looking at me or having a sexy thought – at the drop of a dime. I had only had sex with one other person before him, and it was a very unpleasant experience for me, so I was hesitant to venture into that territory again. Nevertheless, I was only 18 and my hormones were off the charts too. With his extreme horniness and how good looking he was, it became tough to resist. We would sneak away any time we got the chance to make out, which always turned into passionate foreplay and grinding. I would sit on his lap and kiss and bite his neck while he dry humped me, holding onto my ass. I would soak through my panties feeling his hard cock grinding against me and hearing his stifled moans and panting in my ear as we tried to keep quiet to avoid getting caught. Sometimes he would get so worked up he’d cum in his pants just from that. Other times I’d let him finger or taste my tight shaved little pussy until his cock was flexing and jumping to be touched. Then I’d jerk or suck him off, often letting him cum in my mouth and swallowing every drop.
Haven’t posted here in awhile, so I figured I’d tell you guys about the sexy night my boyfriend and I had a few nights ago.
My boyfriend B (28) and I (26) had a long day, and decided to turn in early and watch a movie in bed. I was ovulating, so I was already much more horny than usual, and my usually A cup tits were swelling to more like Bs, but tiredness won out. B and I both fell asleep partway through the movie, and I woke up a couple hours later to him pulling me in close to him. He tends to get hard and a little frisky in his sleep, so even half asleep I could tell where this was headed. Sure enough, as he spooned me in and I pressed my ass back into him I could feel that he was rock hard and throbbing. He ground into me and started to knead my tits with his hands.