I was surprised, but I was n't.

I mean, yeah why would he be at my doorway when my crony left an hr ago ? But something was unlike tonight. There was an Department of Energy between us, that had n't been there before. He said `` Hey '' and smiled at me, but differently than usual. I 'd get it on him for days, but for the first time he was n't looking at me like I was Kevin 's piffling sister.

Of grade, if I had known he would come back, I probably would be dressed differently. Once him and Kevin left the house, I went and changed. Little whiteness storage tank top and washrag pajama pants. My distinctive 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 want to come in ? '' I asked.

'' Sure. '' 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 okey 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 reasonableness to ask why he was at the house.

beingness his best friend 's little sister, I ca n't say that this was a long time coming. In fact, for various eld he was like a secondly big brother to me. He picked on me, I annoyed him ... Sometimes he was friendly and sweetness. But I never really felt an attractive force before. But like I said, something was dissimilar 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 girls he 'd been hanging out with for the last year. And something about that made me act more suppurate towards him. We flirted more, playfully hit each former, etc. It felt like we were peers, for the first off time.

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

We talked about relationship, 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 sure I knew girls were into him, but also making himself sound available. There was no doubt 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 matter. I wanted him, and he wanted me ... it was only a affair of how we 'd make that happen.

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

What now ? We stared into each other 's optic and smiled. `` Hi '', I said. He smiled, and said hey. And then we kissed. This was n't an bunglesome high gear school day buss. Or a simple peck. The intimate zip between us had been building all Night, and we were both ready for this.

My tongue slid into his mouth, and he squeezed my waist tighter. I 'd only kissed two boys 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 finger how hard he was through his jeans.

One mitt worked its way down to my ass. The other stayed on my waist. We kissed mystifying and passionately, and I pushed my hips harder against him. I loved the way it felt, even though they were two stratum of gasp between us. Even though I had never had sex before, just the thought of him pushing against me, was enough for me to know that I would eff this.

He pushed on my ass, so that I could promote close-fitting against his hard cock, and I moaned for the first metre.

He must have loved the way that sounded, because I felt him pounding and get harder from underneath his jeans.

Our tongue danced as I started grinding against him. Both deal return to my waist, and he held me tighter.

His hand crept beneath my shirt, and for the first sentence, I felt his hands on my bare tegument. I instantly got goosebumps from his touch, and I wanted his hands to celebrate roaming my body.

As his hired hand inched up my book binding, 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 rationality, that turned me on. Who knows how many slutty college girls he had been with by this dot, but the fact that he was on my frame and wanted me made me feel like the sexiest fille in the world.

I sat up, slid off my shirt, and stood up to expect at him. `` Let 's go to my room, '' I said. I 'd care to think I sounded confident and suggestive, but really, I was afraid of Kevin coming home and finding us.

He followed me to my elbow room, shut the door behind him, and instantly take hold of my waist. Pulling me fast to him, he started kissing my neck opening - the goosebumps returned with a payback. Any air of confidence I had given off before, was instantly gone. I was totally out of my league - breathing heavily with my genu shaking as hands wandered up and down my back, and his lips moved all around my neck and berm.

I could n't say anything or do anything. I stood frozen in his limb, 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 most vulnerable.

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

The veneration, and the jackass bumps, vanished. I returned to a province of sodding heat 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 optic and hope that he would connect me.

He did. He climbed on top of me, and immediately started sucking on my titty. Hungrily going back and forth from one to the other. I was too unenlightened to live what base this was, but any fear I had about going all the way was now gone. I moaned out, and ran my finger 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 breasts. 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 limb around my waist, he gradually slid his manus down to seize the elastic band of my pajama pants.

He slid them down, and I assisted ... wiggling my hips so they could be pulled miserable. His fingertips grazed my ass as he slowly undressed me. He started kissing lower. Down to my rib cage, low-toned to my stomach. Everywhere he kissed finger warm and got me more excited.

Next thing I knew, my pants were down below my knees. I ca n't explain it, but I froze again. Maybe it was suit we were moving so quickly. The goose bumps returned, and I could n't breathe. All I could do was calculate down at him, with his caput below my breadbasket, and wait to see what he would do with me now at my nearly vulnerable.

An Old Pro, indeed. He looked up at me and smiled. He kissed me on my tummy, and started working his rim lower. I was anxious, and scared, and trembling with expectancy. He kept kissing grim, and as soon as I thought he was about to put his sass to my unmoved slit, he stopped.

I could finger his breath grazing my purulent lips, and it turned me on so a good deal. But he never put his lips to them. Instead, he kissed my thigh. Licking between my peg and hovering his lips above my pussy. At the meter, I thought maybe he was scared too. Maybe it was his first time also. Looking back, though, he knew exactly what he was doing. He had probably done this slews of times 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 lips, softly and sweetly.

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

I put my deal behind his read/write head, ran my fingers through his hair, and pulled our lips closer to each other. His spit inside my lip was the smashing feeling in the public, and if that was all we did tonight, this would still be the greatest night of my life-time.

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

I was lost in our deep kiss, so it took me by surprise when his digit started rubbing my kitty back talk. I took a abstruse breath, and opened my eyes. He stared back at me as he slowly parted them, and started fingering me lightly.

I had done this many times before, but had no clue how much best it would feel when mortal else did it to me. I breathed hard, while staring into his eyes and he slid a finger deep 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 digit in and out of me. He smiled. I must have looked like an cretin, but he could severalize how amazing it felt to me, and loved that he was the cause I felt so good.



I closed my centre and lay my head back on the pillow. He bought his backtalk to my neck opening, and kissed me while fingering me slow and deep. I clutched the binding of his read/write 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 custody down his spine, 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 much as I wanted to seem like this was not out of the ordinary for me, all the indicant of my youth and inexperience kept coming back.

But he did n't care. Maybe it was the whole reason he wanted me in the first office. I 'm for certain guys love the idea of taking a young lady friend 's virginity ... and mine was his for the taking.

He hovered above me. I wanted him, and I could n't wait any thirster. Slowly, while trembling I reached my men down and started to loosen his denim. 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 clitoris fly for what felt ilk forever, he helped me out, undid his jeans, and slid them off.

We were looking deep into each other 's eyes. I do n't know what he was thinking, but all I really wanted to do was glance down and see the ease of him. But I was too neural. Too stymy. Instead, I stared him down and reached my bridge player down and slip one's mind them into his boxers.

Of course, I had never held a dick before. I 'd seen great deal during my not so sinless natural action online, but this was a make new experience for me, as was the whole Nox. But he must have loved the way it felt, because as soon as I touched it his mouth opened wider and he took a deep breather. Suddenly I was the one making him feel good, and I started to clear why he enjoyed doing it to me so much.

So I wrapped my fingers around it, and started to rub it slowly while staring him in the heart. I like to cerebrate I had a sexy flavor on my typeface, but I was still that scared little teen that had no clue what she was doing. It did n't issue, typical college boy, he was just happy that I was touching him.

He leaned forward to me and kissed me again. Our tongues dancing ... still my deary look. And then, he reached down and robbed the tip of his dick along my pussy. I was already wet, and he was already hard, but his peter got heavy as it touched me, and I got wetter.

And then he entered me. And it was a good thing no one was rest home, because I let out the brassy groan of the night. He loved that, and started pumping slowly in and out of me. I wanted to see his face, but the sense was too much that I could only lay back and close my heart. I was throbbing. Soaking wet. Everything felt lovesome, and yet I could n't feel anything. Hard to explicate, 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 savour this - always wanting more.

He wanted more, too. He put a hand under my ass, and pulled it up so he could get bass into me. I raise my knees into the air, and let him take me just like the dirty illusion I had in my head. fountainhead, maybe not exactly. In my fantasy I was always the one who was in control. The one who would get on top of the guy, and totally rock his globe. But in the here and now, this was exactly how I wanted it - on my back, getting fucked for the for the first time time buy a sexy college boy. I had known this boy for long time, and never thought of him this way. But from here on out, this is the simply way I would ever think of him.

With one hand lifting my ass and hips in the air, he moved his early script all along my body. Up my tummy, over my titmouse, and stroking my face. I turned to osculate his bridge player, and he slid a finger in my sass. As he fucked me deeper, I 'm owned out with my sassing around his finger. He liked that and started moving his pelvic girdle faster.

So I sucked on his finger. For the first prison term, he started moaning out ... maybe I was in ascendence afterall. I open my heart and looked at him, why sucking louse continue to fellate on his finger's breadth. 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 hold him and he fucked me, by the way I sucked on his finger.

So I sucked on it thick and grueling. Moaning as he fucked me harder, and faster. I did n't smash eye contact with him, even though he kept closing his eyes to delight the feeling.

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

When he finally called out my name, I 'm moderately sure my kitty clenched around his cock. 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 world-class, but it did n't direct retentive to clear that he was about to come, and would rather be safe than sorry. Nobody wants to explain to their best admirer that they knocked up their niggling sister.

I watched him as he closed his oculus, and cum stab out of his careen severely hammer. It all happened so quickly that I was n't for certain what to do. But seeing him so worked up, and cumming because of me made me require him more. I leaned forward, and put my lips around his putz, wanting to taste my cunt mixed with his semen.

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

He called out my name again, and I was all his. suck and swallowing him as he fucked my brass. Pushing his stopcock further into me, as I swallowed him deeper and deeper.

Once he emptied his cock fully, I felt it get soft, and pulled away. I rolled over, and he went to the privy to clean up. Once he came back, I went to the bathroom to rinse off out my mouthpiece and when I came back to the room, he was fully dressed. I was young and stupid, so it was a complete surprise that he was already heading out. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and pulled me stuffy. I melted in his arms, as he slid his clapper into my mouth one concluding time. His bridge player crept down to my ass, and i grinded my still naked consistency 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 wide awake for the whole nighttime. Of course, being so Danton True Young and primitive, I assumed we 'd commence a fun long-distance relationship, before I eventually went to the Saami college with him, followed by marriage, etc. acerate leaf to say, things did n't work out that way. We had one LE than memorable follow-up but that was it.

Still, it 's a nice computer memory I have, and one I still like to playact out in my brain, when I feel the motivation to get off .