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1st Girlfriend by loyalsock
Date: 11/2/2017, Categories: First Time Masturbation Author: loyalsock
... placed her hand on it. Her touch was soft and cool. She gently stroked it like it was the most delicate thing on earth and I bucked my hips beneath her. My hand continued its probing of her slick, wet vaginal grip and she made a few pelvic thrusts of her own. Finally, when it was after 1:00 am again. She suggested we go for a walk to cool down. I agreed. If we would not be fucking that night I had to stop the foreplay. It would drive me insane if I didn't. Already I was involuntarily tearing at her shirt, almost ripping it off of her in a craze of lust. So we got up and began walking back down the street. We talked lightly, avoiding the topic of sex the way you keep a match away from a stick of dynamite. Soon we arrived in front of my aunt's house again. It was getting cooler out so we opened their car door and got in the back seat. The altar where hundreds of thousands have delivered up their virginity to the gods of love. I laid on top of her as we continued our kiss and worked my pelvis against hers. After a while she said something that shocked me. "God, I want to fuck you so bad!" Where I came from a girl didn't even want sex. It was just a bargaining tool on the table of long term relationships. ("If you go out with me for five or six years and then marry me, then you'll get to have sex with me.") Now here was this girl telling me that SHE couldn't wait to get it from ME! Like I would be the one doing her a favor! I had only known her for three days and ...
... she was ready to share her whole body with me, and wanted mine in return. I was astounded. I didn't know what to say. So I just kept kissing and dry-humping, thanking God for the anticipatory condom I'd had in my wallet for the past year. "Do you wanna go in the house?" I asked after a while, feeling like I was coming down the home stretch of my sexual journey. "You could sneak me in?" she asked. "We'd have to go into the basement, they'd hear us anywhere else," I said. I was boldly assuming that once inside we would be having sex, and she didn't seem to object. We got up and went around to the back door. I opened it and we crept through the kitchen and down into the basement. I flicked on the light and smelled the musty, moldy, laundry detergent smell you smell in all basements. It wasn't the most romantic place but we were beyond caring. At least we were indoors. At this point there was no longer any point in pretending we didn't know what was going to happen. We had both made up our minds and the other seemed completely willing. I looked around for some place to lay her down and found the only feasible location was a pile of laundry in front of the furnace. So there we went, trembling and grinning at each other with the excitement only known by two 15 year- olds about to have sex for the first time. "Do you have a condom?" she asked anxiously. At that point I think she might have gone ahead and fucked me even if I didn't but I fished it out ...