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First time with a girl

... started to laugh “Ahhahaha” she giggled. I lay there while my cock continued to spasm a little. Deb reached over and grabbed a tshirt from the laundry. She moved up and kissed my lips, then slipped her tongue into my mouth. I could taste my cum and feel it smeared onto my lips. She pulled away and began to wipe her face clean. “Do you feel better now”? She asked. “Does it still hurt?”. I just laid there afraid to answer. “Did you like it?” she asked again. “Yea” I managed to stutter. I had never experienced such an intense orgasm while masturbating. I was in shock. You better get up and dressed before dad gets home she said. She stood up, wiped her hands with the t shirt and dropped it onto my face. I took the cum soaked shirt and cleaned off my face and cock. Deb went to the bathroom, cleaned up and continued throughout the day as usual. I didn’t know what to think! Two days later at about 11:30 Deb’s date’s car pulled into our long driveway. I had been watching and waiting for her to return. After our encounter two days before I was somewhat confused but hoping for a repeat performance. I sat on my bed slowly rubbing my cock to an old issue of Hustler that I had “borrowed” from my dad’s closet, all the while watching the brake lights of the car at the end of the driveway. I recognized the car as Jimmy’s. Jimmy was one of Deb’s more frequent dates and I knew that they were having sex. After what seemed like eternity the car started moving and pulled up to the house. Mom ...

... and dad were asl**p downstairs and I watched Deb walk around to the driver’s door of Jimmy’s car and give him long passionate kiss. I threw the magazine under my bed and tried my best to hide my erection in my pajamas. I heard Deb close the door behind her. Take off her shoes and jacket and come up stairs. She was heading for the bathroom when she spied me sitting watching TV. “You’re still up huh?” she asked. “Yea, why” I replied. She stepped into my room. She was wearing a faded denim skirt that my father would never have approved of, stockings with heals, and a lace top that showed her shoulders. “I dunno, just figured you would be asl**p by now” she said while sitting on the bed beside me. She leaned over and pressed her lips against mine and we began to kiss. The bulge in my pants grew and Deb reached down and began rubbing it through my pajamas. Her breath smelled like beer and cigarettes. “Have you been drinking?” I pulled away and asked. “And sucking and fucking and smoking too!” she fired back with a wicked smile. Deb then pulled off her shirt and undid her bra. Her perfect tits fell out of the cups and into my full view. To this day they are the best set of tits I can ever remember touching. I stood there almost afraid of what to do next. Deb leaned down and began giving me another blow job. She cupped my balls with her hand and squeezed a little. I could hardly contain myself. Her perfectly manicured fingernail reached back and touched my ass hole. I pulled back and ...