3.27.2020

Oh wow, so I see it 's been almost 3 and a half yr since I last sat down to spell one of these. Yeesh. Now I have to compose from memory, as unspoiled I can. My life has changed a lot since I was an undergrad, back then. Let me try and think back how things went ...

I remember the first time noggin and I made passion. Well, for him it was making love. For me, it was kind of kinky because of his age, and More `` making lust, '' than love life. Up until that time I 'd only been with two men, my entire life. The first was older and wondrous and long-run, and the second was older and a manipulative bastard and was somewhat Recent. This is n't about them, but I feel it 's important to ingest that linguistic context to bang where my oral sex was at, with Bean.

He worshipped me. And for the maiden clip, I was with a tensile Male. Instead of ME being taught, or used, I was the bold, see one.

I thought long and hard after that last experience in my dorm elbow room, where we all but did the deed. I spent some time wondering if I was taking advantage of his youthfulness, and if what I was doing with him was immoral, according to his age and naiveté. On both reckoning, I decided no. He was certainly pursuing me, and I desired him, and by the meter I was his age I very much love what I wanted, sexually. So. He was free people to come out for `` study group '' the future weekend. He did n't get in trouble for come home late the last prison term, so his parents wanted him home by 9pm. That was okay. My roommate had no plan to leave campus. I had a group of girl ... I 'll tell you about them in a future DD entry ... and they had a business firm off-campus, but noggin was n't ready to meet them. They were a bit much. They 'd have eaten him awake, ha. So I spent a few dollar bill and rented us a sleazy hotel room. I found myself actually kinda excited. He was a gratifying boy, he thought I was a goddess, and had a really dainty penis. : ) And I 'd never been anyone 's first, before.

In stratum, bonce did his best to not be smitten with me. He did one `` inappropriate '' thing the intact stratum ... he whispered that he ca n't get my naked body out of his intellect. It gave me a shiver, and since he was a good boy, he got another blowjob in the upstair ladies'room, during open frame. I managed to withdraw all of it, this time.

Saturday came, he picked me up at 3 in the afternoon. We were allowed to look into into the hotel, then. He seemed really anxious driving there, I had to tell him to calm down, I 'm not going anywhere. I thought about stroking his bump during the drive, but I did n't require him to kill us both by crashing. : )

I left him in the car and checked in to the ratty office ... this is the import I felt most like a slut, ha. I was trusted the dude knew I was there to fuck. I mean, obviously, right ? He was kind of greasy, and I caught him looking at my mammilla a lot. suspiration. Life of a girl.

Got the elbow room samara, told Bean to pull the car to the back. All room opened from the outside. He parked in social movement of our doorway, turned off the car. I took his paw, `` set up ? ``

He smiled at me, his big goofy smile, and answered, `` Oh yeah. ``

'' Come on, '' I smiled. `` haste, '' and left the car. I heard him follow.

I did n't even depend back as I entered the way ... I asked for a non-smoking, but you can distinguish when someone smoked in there, anyway. I guess They really did give me the skeevy sex room. But to be honest, right this moment I did n't care. I went in the way, flipped the low-cal switch, looked around a second ... big queen regnant bed, ugly bedspread, ugly carpet, big old tube-TV. I did n't have a go at it any of those still existed, but yet. I could see the big mirror over a cesspit, and a door to what I assumed was the toilet/tub. I saw the door close behind me, in the mirror.

'' whorl it, '' I said without looking at him.

He did.

And before I could tell him what to do next, he spun me around, grabbed me, and kissed me ... this high schooling boy, and his college girl. He did n't ask, he took ... and yeah, at that consequence, I melted into it. I felt his hand on my ass pulling me close, and I felt something hard in his pants against my hip. `` Is that for me ? '' I asked through his kiss, rubbing my body against it. He just groaned, and sucked my tongue.

He was pushing me toward the bed, but I needed a minute. I pushed him back, told him to get in bed and delay, and I 'd be right out. I pushed him back onto the bed and went to the pulverisation room. I took forethought of some personal things, and patted myself clean with a damp manus towel, and thought about it ... and stripped down to absolutely goose egg. I wished I 'd thought of bringing my sexy nightie, but I had n't. I opened the john door and killed the luminance from the switch, right there ... the room was now pretty dark, the only light from the windowpane peeking around the light-blocking drapery, that opened up to the parking lot. I peeked around the turning point, I saw noodle in the bed, covers pulled up to his stomach, his chest bare. I shivered.

And I suddenly felt shy. `` Close your center, '' I ordered. And I saw he did. And then I raced around the recess and jumped into bed next to him, and pulled the masking up to my chin. I was on my side, looking at him. `` Ok, you can open them, '' I said.

He did, looked at me, and smiled. I felt like a award he was about to open. He scrunched down in bed next to me, psyche sharing my pillow, looking at me. He also pulled the covers up to his Kuki-Chin. I wondered if he was au naturel, too. Hoped. I reached out under the covers and his hand found mine, and I could palpate the heat from his consistence. At this moment is when I felt most naked.

He broke the silence, with his light stutter, `` Are you glad we 're doing this ? '' he asked.

'' Are you ? '' I answered ... a last petty bit of wondering am I taking advantage of him ? in my mind.

'' Oh yeah, so glad, '' he answered, and then his script found my air waist, just over my hip. His contact gave me goose protuberance, and I reached out and put my hand on his bare hip .... yep, naked.

His hand started exploring my skin, so slowly, so gently. He still felt uncertain with me, that I was n't his to experience, yet. I touched his hip as well, but quickly moved down to my target area, and I wrapped my hand around him .... already rock hard. He gasped as I began to stroke it, slowly. I was reminded of a time when I was very young, stroking what, at the meter, seemed very big in my pocket-size hand. It was a good, warm memory.

He became a little more bold, at that, and he moved closer to me, and put his hand around me and grabbed my bare butt cheek in his hand. I gasped too, as he squeezed. I was on the swim team as an undergraduate ... have I mentioned that ? And I know my legs and ass were, well, fairly rock-hard, when flexed. And I think he was a little taken aback by that. My ass was voiceless than his. He did n't pack his handwriting off me, but I think I heard a gasp of surprise when I moved my leg, and he could sense my sinew move under my peel. : ) He gripped me gruelling, in fact, and pulled me near to him, until the tip of his hammer was now against my tummy, as I softly stroked it. I could feel the tip was already wet against my skin, such was his arousal.

A decision had to be made. I had condom in my purse, but ... `` You 've never been with anyone else, right ? '' I asked.

'' No, '' he moaned lightly, `` Only you. ``

'' No other boys or girls have ever played with this ? '' and I squeezed for emphasis.

I think he thought I was accusing him of something, with the hurt feeling he gave me ...

'' I 'm only asking because I 'm on the pill, and if I know you 're safe, we do n't need safe, '' I explained. If spoilt came to worse, I knew where I could get a morning-after pill.

At this stage he hugged me, I do n't think he wanted me to see his face, `` No, I 've never been with anyone else except you, I swear. ``

I put my manus around him, and held him tight. `` Good boy. I do n't want anything between us, for our start time. ``

And he started kissing me. My boldness, my lips. I rolled onto my back as he kissed my neck opening, my collarbone ... mmm. He kissed the fop of my breasts, and he briefly suckled my very hard tit. I could secern I was flowing like a stack current, down there. He started kissing his way down my pot ... and I certainly had no aversion to that, but ...

I pulled him back up, and moved under him, pulled him on me, between my legs. `` No ... I want this, right now. '' I did n't postulate foreplay, today. I reached down and grabbed his shaft. I adjusted my hips a little more, centered him on top of me. And I pulled him toward me. I felt so needful ... in motive of being filled ... my pussy was hot, and ready, and we 'd been building up to this for week. I was getting impatient ... I wanted him to stretch me, already. Slide abstruse inside me.

ass me.

I pulled him to my ingress, and he was n't quite lined up right. His genu were wrongfulness, his slant was wrong, he did n't have the inherent aptitude of a man who fucks, to be crude. To be honest, as this was my first fourth dimension with a Virgo, I had n't expected that. He did n't know how to move. SO not his fault.

'' Relax, '' I told him. `` withdraw your prison term. I want you in me ... palpate where I am. Adjust yourself ... and slither it into my body. ``

It occurred to me to wonder if I 'd make him cum just by saying that to him ... lucky me, he did n't. He shifted between my pegleg, got a little high, got a piddling miserable ... found the right spot. I reached down again and showed him where.

I do n't want to say he buried himself in me to the hilt, first thrust .... he was kinda big, and for me it had been a few months .... but I was so goddamned wet. It did n't have many thrusts until he bottomed out in me, and I was pretty surely there was still a little more that would n't fit. It took my breathing spell away, to be honorable. I 'm pretty sure he was moaning, `` Oh my god ... oh my god ... '' on top of me. I bent my leg and brought my human knee higher ... he was big enough to almost be uncomfortable in my unaccustomed body, and I needed to set him a little. He started thrusting and poking and making me gasp with the knocks upon my cervical William Henry Gates. I put one hand on the back of his neck opening, my other hired hand on his back, and stopped him ... `` Bean, please ... '' I moaned. `` Wait a second. ``

He was already breathing so concentrated, and I was pretty sure I could sense his nerve racing through his cock. We had n't yet done anything cardio, I wondered if his system was just flooded with adrenaline.

When he was still, `` You 're inside of me, '' I said to him softly.

'' Oh my god, '' he moaned, also softly.

'' I feel you so deep ... I feel so full moon. '' stark satinpod. I 've found in the years since ... when it has been a spell since I had a animation penis in my torso, I always seem to blank out the ... nicety ... of it. The shade of hard, hot, pulsing physical body. So unlike a piece of cock-shaped plastic.

So still, he looked into my eyes, in the dim light. When he shifted over me, he also shifted inside me, and I swear to god I almost came. But he looked me in my eyes, and said, `` Oh my god, I love you. ``

Eek, I had n't seen that coming. Well ... it was an emotional moment .... maybe THIS is what I 'd been hesitant about, in taking this stride with him. Not that his consistence was n't ready, but his emotions were n't. Ah, so.

But blaze with it .... right now, he was making me feel soooo good. He was fucking me. Right now, I was his, and my body knew it. I did n't answer his confession, but I shifted my hips, took him in and out of my torso a few inches. `` Oh baby, just hump me, '' I told him.

And he did. If took him a few strokes to kind of material body out the motion of it, but he was soon pounding away at me, FAST. Too fast, to be honest, but I was overwhelmed, and fortunately, 30 minute later when he started making his sexual climax sound, I was ready, too. He cried out just as I felt him explode inside me, and it was all so erotic, I joined him, gripping his cock with my pelvic contractions, as he pumped squirt after spurt into my body, as bass as he could. My body took all of him that she could get.

If there was any interrogative I was a cradle-robbing slut, all dubiousness was dispelled as he pulled out of me, and collapsed next to me. I closed my legs to try to hold in him inside me ... it felt like a lot, and I did n't want to stimulate a big quite a little on the bed where we were about to pass the rest of the afternoon.

I turned my head and saw him. On his back, nude. His cock was still semi-hard, and it was glistening with our juices, in the igniter from around the mantle. He was breathing hard, eyes closed, bridge player to his forehead. I reached out and touched his arm. `` Are you ok ? '' I was hoping he was n't about to foretell me a slut, and leave. Such things happen, sometimes.

'' Oh my god, so ok, '' he answered, and chuckled a lilliputian. Then he seemed to think back I was really there. He turned his head and looked at me, `` Are YOU ok ? I think I got kind of rough, at the end, sorry. ``

Such a angelical boy. `` Of course of action I 'm ok, it was amazing. ``

'' Sorry I finished so fast, '' he admitted.

I smiled, and touched his face. `` You finished me fast, too. You were fine. ``

He looked surprise by that, `` You .... finished ? Too ? ``

'' You just felt so good, I could n't avail it. ``

He smiled and pulled me closemouthed, and I 'll be honest ... when I felt his nude torso against mine, in that rotten hotel elbow room, in the bed where he 'd just given me his virginity, I had the impulse to severalize him I loved him, too. But I held that in. Instead, `` Think you 'll be ready for more, soon ? '' as I gently touched his semi-hard, but now viscous cock, that had so recently invaded my consistency. I went to my knee and was about to osculate my way down his venter in rules of order to see how we tasted, all ruffle together ... when I remembered I was VERY full phase of the moon of semen. `` Do n't move ! '' and I jumped out of bed with my hand on my crotch, around the corner, and grabbed the damp hand-cloth from before. WOW did a lot of cum come out of me. : ) oodles.

goodness matter I did n't let it make a big wet point on the bed. I cleaned up a little, turned the corner, climbed onto the bed, and did n't hesitate ... I went straight for his dick, with my mouth. And we tasted so good, together. It 'd been a farseeing time since I 'd done this, gave a man question, right after he came inside me. Since early in high school. I 'd forgotten how it tasted, and how it felt ... both physically, and what it did to my mentality. How when I feel close to a man, his delight is what gives me pleasure. How ... my body maybe does n't belong to me, any more, it belongs to him, to use as he will. These smell all ran through me as this mellisonant boy hardened again, in my rima oris. And it was my inherent aptitude to hand him all he wanted that caused me to straddle him, and guide him inside my body ... where he belonged. Dangerous thinking, for what should be a everyday fling.

He lasted longer this fourth dimension ... almost five minutes ... before he flooded me, again. I did n't cum, but it was fine. I gave him a few minutes to retrieve, sucked him to hardness again ( ah, stripling ), and presented myself to him, on my hands and knee joint. He took the suggestion, mounted me, grabbed my hips. I reached down to help him find me, again, and this time his learning curve was faster. He figured out how to move, and began a steady rhythm ... and after two coming, even this high schoolhouse boy took a while, this time. He fucked me long and hard, and I came again with a little help from my fingers, on my clit. And finally, he filled my organic structure a third metre, with his living sperm. I felt so fulfill, as a woman. I was serving my purpose, satisfying this beautiful boy. Again ... dangerous thoughts.

We laid there and talked a yearn while ... this time, even I felt a picayune dog-tired. We stayed in bed through the dinner hour, I casually stroked his cock while we compared notation on his showtime metre, and shared ourselves. He held my white meat, he caressed my nipples, he held my ass as he held me close. There are worse manner to spend a day.

8 o'clock, and he had a half hour drive him. We got out of bed to get dressed, but I could n't help it, I squirmed into his arms. Standing naked on my tiptoes I kissed him ... and lingered .... and I felt him harden against my breadbasket, again. `` Do we have time for one More ? '' he asked, and I answered by turning around, and bending over with my hands flavourless on the bed. He did n't hesitate, he grabbed my hips, I went to my tiptoes, and he found me, still wet.

He was fast and rough this time, animalistic. It almost hurt, the way he was driving into my body, making my pussy his. And I pushed back at him, to take him harder. He was gripping my articulatio coxae so hard ... pulling me against him, slamming home, no concern for my well being ... that it surprised me, I came again. And hearing me moan to `` Fuck me, be intimate me harder ... '' I got one more load of sperm out of his body, doing their full to find my egg. I collapsed on the bed, he collapsed on me, both of us trying to catch our breath.

'' Thank you for today, Bean, '' I said to him softly ... it felt like we were really done, that time.

'' I love you so much, Marissa, '' he admitted, and to be reliable, my pump skipped a little.

But I could n't say it back. I 'm not sure if I just was n't in that deep with him, or just did n't want to be, but at that point in my life, it did n't subject which. I kissed his cheek, `` You have to get dwelling house, sweetie. '' I knew he did n't care ... he was right where his lizard Einstein said he needed to be, with the female he just mated. So I had to prod him dressed, and out the door. I did n't hold back to clean myself and my panty were SO loaded with his cum before I got back to my residence hall way, ha. One is n't usually doing the walk-of-shame, hair mussed and smelling of sex, as early as 9pm. But I 'm not complaining. It happens.

We were well into the twilight term by the time all this happened, so we only had a month left before Christmastime good luck. We got that complete hotel room for 3 more Saturday afternoons, and we had band aid in the Lady room during lab suspension ... I quickly learned he could cum nice and flying by bending me over the sink. I did n't always cum, but I liked watching his sweet face in the mirror as he gripped my hip joint and fucked me, the pleasure in his eye, my gasp and panties around my mortise joint. It was so naughty. And I could always masturbate after class, using his ejaculate as lube, rubbing it into my clit. Still very hot.

We got our A 's and the term concluded, and we parted agency for the yearn prison-breaking. He wanted to make design for next term, to schedule a class or two together ... but I did n't desire to plan my schedule around a human relationship. That felt like a recipe for disaster, so I resisted his suggestions. `` Let 's just see what classes we get, and go from there. '' I did n't want to recite him I 'd be ok if we did n't have any. I would birth enjoyed it, probably, but it was n't anywhere near being highschool on my priorities list.

And he professed his sexual love for me every clock time. In person, in bed on weekends, his spermatozoan dripping out of my body, and in long love-emails. It really was sweet, and courteous to be worshiped ... but to be brutally fair, once the initial fucking was over and done with, I just did n't get into us as deep as he did. He was a unfermented kid, but all we really had in common was sex. I liked his cock, he liked my snatch. He did n't cognize that was n't really enough.

So we broke for Christmas break. I said I 'd compose, and that I 'd see him in a month.

I thought he was ok with that, but when he showed up a week later at my menage, 400 naut mi from where he lived, where I lived with my Mom, it was sort of a trouble, for me .