I was surprised, but I was n't.

I mean, yeah why would he be at my threshold when my pal left an time of day ago ? But something was different tonight. There was an energy between us, that had n't been there before. He said `` Hey '' and smiled at me, but differently than usual. I 'd fuck him for years, but for the first meter he was n't looking at me like I was Kevin 's trivial sister.

Of course, if I had known he would come back, I probably would be dressed differently. Once him and Kevin left the star sign, I went and changed. piffling white armoured combat vehicle top and flannel pyjama pant. My typical uniform after 9 p.m.

In retrospect, maybe I always knew he was coming back, but being so young and naive, there 's no way I could have truly known.

'' Do you desire to come in ? '' I asked.

'' trusted. '' he replied.

It was so obvious to both of us. There was n't any `` What are you doing here ? '' Or, `` Kevin has n't come back yet. '' He was clearly there to see me, and I was clearly okay with it. We were only pretending that this was awkward and new. Kevin was still at his girlfriend 's house, and Jerry knew that our parents were out of town. There was, really, no reason to ask why he was at the house.

being his near friend 's piddling sister, I ca n't say that this was a prospicient meter coming. In fact, for respective years he was like a second big brother to me. He picked on me, I annoyed him ... Sometimes he was friendly and sweet. But I never really felt an drawing card before. But like I said, something was unlike tonight. Earlier when he was hanging out with my brother, there was something unlike. He talked to me like I was older, more like the college miss he 'd been hanging out with for the finis year. And something about that made me act more mature towards him. We flirted more, playfully hit each other, etc. It felt like we were peers, for the first time.

We sat on the couch and chatted. Looking into each early 's eyes, like two mass who are clearly into each other. We smiled a lot, touched manpower, and laughed. I was n't a confident teenager, but I felt totally at home with him. I knew he was there to see me, which had to intend he was into me. That made me feel good, and it was easy to act like this was zilch new.

We talked about relationships, and dating, feeling each other out. He wanted to know if I had a boyfriend. I did n't. I asked about the girls at college, he downplayed it - making for sure I knew girls were into him, but also making himself effectual available. There was no uncertainty where this was going. Only, I 'm not so sure he knew that I had never been with a guy before.

But it did n't affair. I wanted him, and he wanted me ... it was only a topic of how we 'd make that go on.

We talked, and laughed, and playfully hit each other. Then the playful hits became titillation. And before I knew it, I was on top of him with his blazonry around my waist.

What now ? We stared into each former 's eyes and smiled. `` Hi '', I said. He smiled, and said hey. And then we kissed. This was n't an awkward heights School kiss. Or a simple peck. The sexual energy between us had been building all night, and we were both ready for this.

My glossa slid into his lip, and he squeezed my waist tighter. I 'd only kissed two male child before this point, and neither of them were in this position, with me laying on top of him. Maybe that 's why it was so easy to sense how hard he was through his jeans.

One hand worked its way down to my ass. The other stayed on my waistline. We kissed deep and passionately, and I pushed my hips harder against him. I loved the way it felt, even though they were two layer of bloomers between us. Even though I had never had sex before, just the idea of him pushing against me, was enough for me to recognise that I would love this.

He pushed on my ass, so that I could push cheeseparing against his hard dick, and I moaned for the low gear time.

He must accept loved the way that sounded, because I felt him throbbing and get severely from underneath his jeans.

Our glossa danced as I started grinding against him. Both hands return to my shank, and he held me tighter.

His hand crept beneath my shirt, and for the first time, I felt his hands on my bare skin. I instantly got goosebumps from his touch modality, and I wanted his mitt to hold roaming my body.

As his deal inched up my rachis, I was grinding harder against him, and breathing deeper. I had never experienced anything remotely close to this, but he seemed like an old pro. For whatever cause, that turned me on. Who knows how many slutty college girls he had been with by this peak, but the fact that he was on my couch and wanted me made me feel like the sexiest girl in the world.

I sat up, slid off my shirt, and stood up to look at him. `` Let 's go to my way, '' I said. I 'd like to remember I sounded convinced and suggestive, but really, I was afraid of Kevin coming home and finding us.

He followed me to my room, shut the door behind him, and instantly catch my waistline. Pulling me tight to him, he started kissing my neck - the goose pimple returned with a vengeance. Any air of confidence I had given off before, was instantly gone. I was totally out of my league - breathing heavily with my knees shaking as handwriting wandered up and down my back, and his lips moved all around my neck and shoulders.

I could n't say anything or do anything. I stood frozen in his weaponry, just breathing heavily. Before I knew it, he undid my bra and stepped away from me. No guy had ever seen me like this before, and I was terrified that he would change his mind now that he saw me at my near vulnerable.

Instead, he came at me with more intensity then before, grabbed my ass, and slid his tongue into my oral cavity. I put my handwriting on his face, and he grabbed my leg and propped it up. I wanted his glossa deeper inside my mouth, and I wanted to be confining to him than before.

The fear, and the goose bumps, vanished. I returned to a land of pure passion and desire, and started slowly backing up towards my bed. He followed me, and I casually fell back on the bed. He stood above me and looked at me once again. All I could do was stare into his eyes and hope that he would get together me.

He did. He climbed on top of me, and immediately started sucking on my titmouse. Hungrily going back and forth from one to the other. I was too naive to know what base this was, but any reverence I had about going all the way was now gone. I moaned out, and ran my fingerbreadth through his hair. He loved it. Maybe he knew I was a virgin. Maybe not. Either way, he knew how turned on I was by him, and it made him even hotter for me.

He wrapped his arms around my waist again, as he laid on top of me, and feasted on my white meat. I breathed harder. I moaned louder. I pulled his head closer. I had never experienced anything like this, but I wanted even more.

Obviously, he did too. With his arm around my waistline, he gradually slid his men down to seize the elastic of my jammies pants.

He slid them down, and I assisted ... wiggling my hips so they could be pulled dispirited. His fingertips grazed my ass as he slowly undressed me. He started kissing lower. Down to my rib Cage, lower to my breadbasket. Everywhere he kissed felt warm and got me more excited.

Next thing I knew, my pants were down below my genu. I ca n't excuse it, but I froze again. Maybe it was cause we were moving so quickly. The zany bumps returned, and I could n't breathe. All I could do was look down at him, with his headspring below my tummy, and wait to see what he would do with me now at my most vulnerable.

An Old Pro, indeed. He looked up at me and smiled. He kissed me on my tum, and started working his lips lower. I was uneasy, and scared, and trembling with anticipation. He kept kissing downcast, and as soon as I thought he was about to put his sassing to my uninfluenced pussy, he stopped.

I could experience his breath grazing my snatch sass, and it turned me on so practically. But he never put his brim to them. Instead, he kissed my second joint. Licking between my legs and hovering his lips above my twat. At the time, I thought maybe he was scared too. Maybe it was his inaugural time also. Looking back, though, he knew exactly what he was doing. He had probably done this loads of prison term before. No, he was n't scared. He wanted this just as bad as I did. But he wanted me to ask him for it.

But I could n't. I could n't say anything. All I could do was lie there, looking at him, breathing deeply and shaking all over. He slid up to me, got face-to-face with me and kissed my backtalk, softly and sweetly.

Me, totally naked, and him fully dressed on top of me. How was this fairly ? It did n't matter. He had all the power here, and I was his for the taking.

I put my hand behind his heading, ran my fingers through his hair, and pulled our brim closer to each early. His tongue inside my mouth was the greatest feeling in the world, and if that was all we did tonight, this would still be the greatest night of my life.

Except, it would n't be all we did that Nox. He wanted me badly.

I was lost in our deep kiss, so it took me by surprise when his finger started rubbing my purulent rim. I took a deep breath, and opened my centre. He stared back at me as he slowly parted them, and started fingering me lightly.

I had done this many metre before, but had no clue how much amend it would palpate when mortal else did it to me. I breathed heavier, while staring into his center and he slid a digit mysterious inside of me.

I could n't talk. I could n't moan. All I could do was breathe heavily while I stared at him as he slowly worked his finger in and out of me. He smiled. I must have looked like an imbecile, but he could tell how amazing it felt to me, and loved that he was the intellect I felt so good.



I closed my optic and lay my head back on the pillow. He bought his lips to my neck, and kissed me while fingering me slow and deeply. I clutched the back of his head, and push my hips up to his hands. We were moving in sync, and he was fucking me with his finger.

I moved my hands down his rachis, and started pulling up his shirt. He pulled his finger out of me, and sat up. I opened my eyes to see him pulling his shirt off. There were those goosebumps again. As practically as I wanted to seem like this was not out of the ordinary bicycle for me, all the index of my youth and rawness kept coming back.

But he did n't care. Maybe it was the wholly reason he wanted me in the first place. I 'm sure guys love the mind of taking a young young woman 's virginity ... and mine was his for the taking.

He hovered above me. I wanted him, and I could n't hold off any longer. Slowly, while trembling I reached my hands down and started to undo his blue jean. I have never taken somebody else 's pants off before. Apparently it 's more difficult to do than I thought. After clumsily fumbling with his release fly for what felt same forever, he helped me out, undid his jeans, and slid them off.

We were looking deep into each former 's eyes. I do n't eff what he was thinking, but all I really wanted to do was glance down and see the rest of him. But I was too unquiet. Too stymie. Instead, I stared him down and reached my hired hand down and slip them into his boxers.

Of trend, I had never held a dick before. I 'd seen mess during my not so destitute bodily function online, but this was a brand new experience for me, as was the totally Nox. But he must consume loved the way it felt, because as soon as I touched it his lip opened wider and he took a deep breath. Suddenly I was the one making him feel good, and I started to realize why he enjoyed doing it to me so much.

So I wrapped my finger around it, and started to rub it slowly while staring him in the eyes. I like to call up I had a sexy look on my case, but I was still that scared piddling teen that had no clew what she was doing. It did n't matter, typical college boy, he was just glad that I was touching him.

He leaned forward to me and kissed me again. Our spit dancing ... still my favorite feeling. And then, he reached down and robbed the tip of his dick along my pussy. I was already wet, and he was already intemperately, but his putz got harder as it touched me, and I got wetter.

And then he entered me. And it was a good matter no one was home, because I let out the tatty moan of the night. He loved that, and started pumping slowly in and out of me. I wanted to see his font, but the sensation was too much that I could only lay back and close my eyes. I was throbbing. Soaking wet. Everything felt warm, and yet I could n't feel anything. Hard to explain, but I think you get the picture.

He kissed my cervix and lips, while he continued to go deeper. All I could do was lay there, and enjoy this - always wanting more.

He wanted more, too. He put a script under my ass, and pulled it up so he could get deeper into me. I raise my stifle into the air, and let him use up me just like the unsporting fantasies I had in my head. Well, maybe not exactly. In my illusion I was always the one who was in control. The one who would get on top of the guy, and totally rock his world. But in the instant, this was exactly how I wanted it - on my dorsum, getting fucked for the first fourth dimension buy a aphrodisiac college boy. I had known this boy for years, and never thought of him this way. But from here on out, this is the only way I would ever recall him.

With one hand lifting my ass and hips in the air, he moved his other helping hand all along my soundbox. Up my tummy, over my tits, and stroking my face. I turned to kiss his hand, and he slid a finger in my oral fissure. As he fucked me mystifying, I 'm owned out with my lips around his digit. He liked that and started moving his hips faster.

So I sucked on his finger's breadth. For the world-class metre, he started moaning out ... maybe I was in control afterall. I open my eyes and looked at him, why lice continue to draw on his fingerbreadth. He loved the way it looked, and the way it felt. If I sucked on his finger deeper, he push his cock further into me. Suddenly, I realize that I could control him and he fucked me, by the way I sucked on his finger.

So I sucked on it trench and hard. Moaning as he fucked me harder, and faster. I did n't break eye touch with him, even though he kept closing his optic to enjoy the feeling.

He was on top, and I was the one getting fucked, but I was totally in control. I sucked his finger harder, and moved my hip in rhythm. He moved his articulatio coxae in sync with me, and started moaning louder.

When he finally called out my public figure, I 'm pretty trusted my snatch clenched around his peter. He loved it, and gasped ... immediately pulling out of me, and rolling over next to me on the bed. I was startled and confused at start, but it did n't deal long to realize that he was about to come, and would rather be safe than sorry. Nobody wants to explicate to their best Quaker that they knocked up their piffling sister.

I watched him as he closed his eye, and cum shot out of his rock music heavy cock. It all happened so quickly that I was n't sure as shooting what to do. But seeing him so worked up, and cumming because of me made me want him more. I leaned forward, and put my lips around his cock, wanting to try my puss mixed with his semen.

I wo n't lie ... it was disgusting. I immediately wanted to gag, but he loved it. He put his hands on the back of my head, and pushed his hips forward. He was n't done yet. He thrust his rose hip forward and back as his cock emptied down my throat.

He called out my epithet again, and I was all his. suck and swallowing him as he fucked my face. Pushing his cock further into me, as I swallowed him deeply and deeper.

Once he emptied his cock fully, I felt it get gentle, and pulled away. I rolled over, and he went to the bath to cleanse up. Once he came back, I went to the bathroom to rinse out my mouth and when I came back to the room, he was fully dressed. I was young and stupid, so it was a utter surprisal that he was already heading out. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and pulled me penny-pinching. I melted in his coat of arms, as he slid his tongue into my rima oris one last time. His hand crept down to my ass, and i grinded my still naked body against him - feeling his cock through his jeans one more time.

'' I 'll see you later. '' he said and all I could do was smile. He left, and I laid in bed, totally naked and spacious awake for the unharmed nighttime. Of course, being so untested and naive, I assumed we 'd get a fun long-distance family relationship, before I eventually went to the Lapp college with him, followed by matrimony, etc. acerate leaf to say, affair did n't work out that way. We had one less than memorable follow-up but that was it.

Still, it 's a Nice retentiveness I have, and one I still like to play out in my mind, when I feel the need to get off .