You never forget your first time. - Sex Stories

You never forget your first time.

... that it was my first drink, but I drank all three shots only because I didn't want to disappoint Barry. With my face cringing from the taste, Barry smiled and said "I bet you can't take a fourth." Preparing to accept the challenge I said, "oh, really?" "Yeah." After a pause and a semi-tipsy pout, I reached for the last shot and gulped it without a chaser or salt."Gahhh! That. was. awful!" We both started laughing. He left the cash on the table, and walked me to his truck. Shyly he asked me if I wanted to stay in and watch some movies with him at his house. I felt a bit unbalanced from my first buzz, so I agreed only if he could drive me there. He grinned underneath that scruffy goatee and opened the passenger side truck door. Once I hopped in, I could smell his scent all over the car a musky aftershave with a hint of cigar. I was aching, but I didn't know for what yet. The heavy truck door slammed behind him and he sat behind the wheel very still. I turned my eyes to him, and that's when it happened. He moved in so quickly that his rough hands were holding my head. His scruffy goatee against my lips and chin. His lips were wrapping around mine as I moaned. I felt pressure in my jeans as I was growing harder and harder just because of how amazing he felt against me, how amazing he tasted, and how amazing his hands felt as they grabbed my hair. Slowly, he pulled away. I was still gasping. He smirked because he had plans for me. When he opened the door to his apartment, he ...

... pinned me against the wall and kissed me some more. I started moaning, and he responded by grabbing my throat and stifling my moans with his lips. He picked me up and kept kissing me until I was thrown on his bed. The world was very unbalanced, but I knew what I wanted. Barry did too. My shirt was off and my belt undone before I could realize it. He was kissing my stomach as he yanked my jeans to my ankles. I was turned over and felt a slap against my bouncy hispanic ass. "Mmmmm, do you like this babyboy?" I had never heard a man speak to me that way, but all I could say was "Yes..." He kissed my back and my waist. "Mmmm, does my babyboy want more kissing or some biting?" He quickly bit my meaty ass and slapped the other cheek with those rough hands. "Oh, Barry!" I cried. "No, babyboy. You call me daddy tonight." I was so tipsy that I said "Daddy, bite me." Barry went wild. He kept me bent over and bit my cheeks, licked my hole, and spanked me. I moaned and squirmed to his touch. I moved off of the bed and got to my knees. That's when I was finally able to see his attraction to me. A nice 8 inch cock with medium width. I could tell that he trimmed that day. "Daddy, feed me." He put his hand on the back of my head as I moved my mouth towards his middle-aged sweaty balls. I kissed them, licked them, sucked them. I started kissing around his balls, so that I could lick just behind his balls. "Mmm, Daddy you taste so good here." He smirked and ordered "Open your mouth, boy." I looked ...