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Date: 10/3/2023, Categories: First Time Author: byrebelxcarpenter
... 'construction' or something, but yeah. It's true." "Oh my god." "That's right, Mister G," Heather chided with her old nickname for him, "tonight, you get to take my virginity." - "Do you want me to go slow, give you a show?" Heather asked as if she hadn't already decided, "or do you want me to just lay back and let you take me?" "Oh, Heather," Gil snorted. Heather answered for him again by stepping back so he could watch her unzip her jeans. "What?" she asked as if she didn't know. "I kinda had a plan for stuff, what to say, how to make it special, but I really couldn't find good examples of girls taking charge." She tugged her jeans down an inch or so at a time. "Like my panties?" "Plain white cotton, nice," Gil settled into his role as a passive observer. "Examples? Like what?" "Like porn, silly." "Porn is entertainment, not a teacher, kiddo." "You're telling me," Heather giggled. She stepped out of her jeans and used her foot to sling them next to her shirt. "The best I got before I gave up was, 'Hey, daddy, wanna fuck?'" Gil snorted again and Heather chuckled. There wasn't much left to take off before she would be naked, and he would not. He pulled his own shirt off and added it to the pile on the floor. Heather continued to talk. Gil could hear the edge of nervousness in every word, but she moved with confidence. "I noticed a while ago that you never swear around me." "No? I like your socks too. Reminds me of Fruit Stripe ...
... gum." "Never heard of it. Are you not touching me for some reason?" "I, uh, I guess I like this," he gestured vaguely towards her act of disrobing. "And, I'm not in a rush," Gil added but stopped himself from saying more. "I thought we would be climbing all over each other by now," Heather admitted. "Like in the movies." "I was thinking the same thing. But like I said..." "Take your pants off," Heather interrupted. "I wanna see your thing." "Alrighty," Gil sighed as he stood and added his jeans to the growing clothes pile. "Shorts too?" Heather nodded but thought better of it and shook her head. "Wait, I want to show you mine first, and then tell you what I want to do." Gil sat back down, trying his best not to cover his paunch or shift his erection too obviously. Heather raised her eyebrows as she hooked her thumbs into her panties. "I stopped shaving a while back when I broke up with my boyfriend. Lazy I guess." "Chad something," Gil said, startled that he remembered the boy's name. "Chaz," Heather giggled. "His name was Charles, but douchebag wanted me to call him Chaz. I'm surprised you remembered." She let her panties fall around her ankles. Gil found the healthy bush that was framed by her thighs charmingly retro. "Do you like your kitties furry or smooth, Mr. G?" "S-s-sm-smooth," he stuttered. "Good," Heather nodded. "I'm going to take a shower and shave for you, then, and you get to watch." - Gil sat naked on the toilet lid doing his ...