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another My First Time 1/2
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My First Time
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(A True Story)
Part I
I have been going out with Justin for 6 months now. We met on
July 4th last year in a Chinese restaurant in Chicago when I went home
for summer vacation, introduced by his friend Jeff. At first, we
didn't intend for the relationship to grow since I would be going back
to college in New Orleans soon; but we were so attached to each other
after a month that we've decided to carry our relationship onto a long
distant one. We were both very conservative people, and we didn't even
hug until about a month after we met. After that, we progressed rather
fast--we french kissed, we were comfortable about being naked in front
of each other, we've done blow jobs for one another, I've even let him
"poke around" (with a condom on) sometimes, without actually
penetrating me since I didn't think I was ready for premarital sex at
the time. By the time I had to leave Chicago, we both knew it would be
a long distance relationship, but we had no regrets. We've also done
everything a normal couple would do, physically, besides going all the
way.
While I was in New Orleans, we talked constantly on the phone.
"Distance makes the heart grow fonder", how true it was. Of course,
phone calls can be expensive, so we sometimes etalk as well. He loved
to have me say dirty things when we etalk, and he would go masturbate
and I would guide his actions until he comes. Sometimes I'm so turned
on by the obscenities I wrote that I would have to relieve myself.
After a few months we started to try to turn each other on on the
phone. He would try to say things like "I want to suck your nipples,
make them hard, turn them around in my mouth to make you feel the
warmth of my tongue...and I want to lick your clit..make you
shiver..and I want to rub my cock up and down your slit to make you
wet and ready for my penetration..and I want to cum all over your
breast..and I want to stick my hot rod deep deep inside of you..and I
want to fuck you so hard and shoot warm cum inside of you." He often
got me so turned on through the phone that I would rub my clit against
the sheet as I listen to his dirty words and moan, imagine him going
in and out of me for real. And my moaning would turn him on, and I
could hear soft moans from him too, and when I was ready to come, I
would go "i'm coming..I'M COMING..!!" and he would always come with
me. By the time I was going home to Chicago again he's got me so
physically turned on that I was ready to give my virginity to him as
he requested.
When I went home to Chicago this time, I didn't tell my
parents because I wanted to stay with Justin. His parents were more
than nice to me, and his mom even let me sleep with him (on the same
bed, in the same room). As I arrived, he dragged my luggage upstairs
to his room, and locked the door behind him immediately. I looked back
at the bed. It was a queen-sized bed with 4 pillows, a very
comfortable and fluffy blanket on top of the mattress and 1 foam pad
underneath to make it look more appealing. Justin suddenly picked me
up from behind while I was observing the bed and threw me down on it.
Although this sudden action greatly excited me, I struggled to say,
"you don't really want to..right now do you? I mean..your parents are
still awake and downstairs.." He climbed over on top of me, pressing
me down firmly into the bed and whispered, "who cares, I've been
wanting you ever since you stepped off that airplane.." As his voice
trailed off he moved down to kiss my neck, and still down until his
mouth is just on top of my left breast. Then he lowered his head and
blew warm air on my erected nipples through my "holey" and thin
sweater, and through my black lacy bra. He blew air onto one nipple
while he was massaging the other and alter between the two making the
pleasure too much to bear. Finally he reached under my stomach and
completely lifted off my sweater over my head. Skillfully, he used
his thumb and index finger of right hand and unsnapped my front-
closured bra. My full breast immediately bounced free, nipples
standing hard and tall. He stared at them for a moment and said "I've
been dreaming about this pair of breasts ever since you left me last
summer. I'm gonna make you mine this time" as he gently pulled one of
my nipples into his mouth. I could feel the warmth and wetness on my
sensitive flesh which makes me tremble. He sucked it until the nipple
was redder and bigger than I could ever remember, and he went to work
on the other, twisting it, and biting on it gently. I started reaching
in his jeans, through his underwear to feel the bulge. His cock was still
as big and hard as I had remembered from last summer. I held him and
with some effort pushed him over. He lied underneath me with lust
twinkled in his eyes. His breath was shallow and fast with great
anticipation. I used my teeth to unbutton and unzip his jeans, and
with a slight yank I had pulled both of the jeans and the underwear
off his hips, being careful to avoid having his cock trapped or hurt
in any way. I climbed a little higher and used the tip of my toe to
totally free the jeans and underwear off his feet. I could feel his
hot rod pushing and pressing against my public mount underneath my
long skirt. He started running his fingers to the bottom of my skirt
and lifted it and bunched it up around my waist for easier movement. I
then turned around, kneeling on both sides of his arms to assume the
69 position. I teased him by licking off the tiny droplet of precum
that has already oozed out. His bother jerked up suddenly from the
suddenly warmth of my mouth. I started making circles around the tip
and slowly working my way down the shaft. Slowly I pulled his hard
cock into my mouth, inch by inch until I couldn't take it in anymore.
Then without the in and out motion, I started sucking his member
solely in my mouth in between my tongue and lips, while moving his
skins forward and backward. In the meantime I tickled his balls with
my tongue occasionally. He started letting out low moans and started
thrusting his cock into my mouth trying to force it in deeper. Now
since I'm not that good in deep-throating, I almost choked. I withdrew
abruptly and started coughing and Justin started laughing and said, "I
guess you still have a lot to learn about giving blow jobs." and I
just turned breet-red. He slipped out under me and sat up, and he just
held me there with my head buried in his chest. He held me so tightly
I could barely breathe. Quite suddenly I started crying and said
"Justin, you know how much I've missed you these 4 months? I really
can't believe you're sitting right next to me now.." and he patted me
gently on my bare back and whispered in my ears "I know..I missed you
like crazy too.." and he sighed as his mom called from downstairs,
"Dinner's ready guys!!!" Justin winked and me and said, "Ok, you're
saved by dinner; but you won't be so lucky after dinner!" as we helped
each other get dressed and went downstairs. At the dining table his
mother asked me what I study at school, how we met each other, and all
the usual stuff. And the way she spoke was like we are already
married. I squeezed Justin's hand under the table gentle and we stared
into each others eyes and smiled.
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