But it feels so good
Flashing back to another first-time experience. We were friends, alone in the house, and the talk turned sexual. We were getting incredibly turned on describing how certain words one said affected the other's pulse rate...and in my case, rigidity of a certain member. I said, "I'm hard as a rock," and just hearing that aloud made my prick surge. "Show me," she said with a little smile, perching herself on the bed edge.
I felt myself blushing furiously, but I did, yanking my jockey shorts down quickly and feeling my hard prick bouncing eagerly against my stomach. Her eyes were riveted to what was a new sight for her and I heard her breathe, "ooooh, that's hard!" I turned sideways to let her get the full effect. As I did, she pulled off her panties, though she left her blouse on. I think she was self-conscious about having small tits. I didn't mind but also didn't want to press my luck. Just the sight of her pouty pink lips at the apex of her spread thighs was more than enough to keep me rigidly and perfectly vertical.
I wasn't sure I wanted to stick my tongue in it just yet, so I moved to stand between her wide-open thighs. She lay back on the bed, feet still on the rug. I sank down, supporting my weight on my hands either side of her, and slowly laid my shaft on top of her slit. When she didn't protest, I slid it back and forth a little, feeling her slickness on the underside of my cock. She was as aroused as I was!
This was so wrong, I kept thinking. I shouldn't be doing this. We shouldn't be doing this. My hips drew back to bring my precum-moistened head down to what felt like a point of entry between her soft cunt lips. Oh, wow, she was wet! I was sliding in! I shouldn't be doing this! Here I am in a wet dream sticking my eager prick into her, and it's not a dream, it's sliding in and it FEELS SO GOOOOOOOOOOD!
It was wrong. I slowly withdrew from what must have been my half-inserted position. I often thought about how it would have been, would have felt, if I had let base nature take its course.
She told me it felt incredibly good when I slid into her, to the point where she said she saw stars, it tingled so much. I sat down on the bed beside her, erection still raging. Tentatively, she touched my shaft, ran her fingers along it. I shivered and let her tickle and fumble and experiment until I could no longer stand it. I covered her hand with mine and grasped it around my shaft, my hand pumping but her hand clasping me, and I guided it along, up and down, surprising her with the strength of my grip and the borderline roughness of pace, until I spurt mightily and the jizz ran down both our hands. Imagining where I was only moments ago drove me over the edge.
When I got my breath back, she had flipped face-down on the bed, thighs open wide, knees bent, feet in the air, and I knew her fingers were underneath working herself off. I was a bit frustrated because I wanted to see what was going on but yeah, her legs were wide open and I caught a peek at the moving fingers once. Her naked butt jutted very nicely from under the shirt tails and she was breathing hard. I wanted so badly to stick a finger in and I touched her there but she quickly said, "No. Hold my legs apart." Well holy shit, she didn't have to tell me twice. I grabbed behind her knees and pushed them just a bit further apart, straining to look between her legs as much as I could. I felt myself getting hard again and thought, what if I stuck it in now, what could she do, how could she fight it? I heard her muffle a scream of delight and she came noisily, squirming and whimpering and jerking her thighs even wider. I think that was how I got so aroused from the sight of a woman bare-assed, face down and spread open. It always takes me back to that hot first time, when I was holding her down and thinking the unthinkable.
I let her go and reluctantly pulled my shorts back on while she eased off her sexual high. Tensions relieved, we got dressed and joined friends at the park.
Being alone with her after that was always hard, but that's enough for now.
I felt myself blushing furiously, but I did, yanking my jockey shorts down quickly and feeling my hard prick bouncing eagerly against my stomach. Her eyes were riveted to what was a new sight for her and I heard her breathe, "ooooh, that's hard!" I turned sideways to let her get the full effect. As I did, she pulled off her panties, though she left her blouse on. I think she was self-conscious about having small tits. I didn't mind but also didn't want to press my luck. Just the sight of her pouty pink lips at the apex of her spread thighs was more than enough to keep me rigidly and perfectly vertical.
I wasn't sure I wanted to stick my tongue in it just yet, so I moved to stand between her wide-open thighs. She lay back on the bed, feet still on the rug. I sank down, supporting my weight on my hands either side of her, and slowly laid my shaft on top of her slit. When she didn't protest, I slid it back and forth a little, feeling her slickness on the underside of my cock. She was as aroused as I was!
This was so wrong, I kept thinking. I shouldn't be doing this. We shouldn't be doing this. My hips drew back to bring my precum-moistened head down to what felt like a point of entry between her soft cunt lips. Oh, wow, she was wet! I was sliding in! I shouldn't be doing this! Here I am in a wet dream sticking my eager prick into her, and it's not a dream, it's sliding in and it FEELS SO GOOOOOOOOOOD!
It was wrong. I slowly withdrew from what must have been my half-inserted position. I often thought about how it would have been, would have felt, if I had let base nature take its course.
She told me it felt incredibly good when I slid into her, to the point where she said she saw stars, it tingled so much. I sat down on the bed beside her, erection still raging. Tentatively, she touched my shaft, ran her fingers along it. I shivered and let her tickle and fumble and experiment until I could no longer stand it. I covered her hand with mine and grasped it around my shaft, my hand pumping but her hand clasping me, and I guided it along, up and down, surprising her with the strength of my grip and the borderline roughness of pace, until I spurt mightily and the jizz ran down both our hands. Imagining where I was only moments ago drove me over the edge.
When I got my breath back, she had flipped face-down on the bed, thighs open wide, knees bent, feet in the air, and I knew her fingers were underneath working herself off. I was a bit frustrated because I wanted to see what was going on but yeah, her legs were wide open and I caught a peek at the moving fingers once. Her naked butt jutted very nicely from under the shirt tails and she was breathing hard. I wanted so badly to stick a finger in and I touched her there but she quickly said, "No. Hold my legs apart." Well holy shit, she didn't have to tell me twice. I grabbed behind her knees and pushed them just a bit further apart, straining to look between her legs as much as I could. I felt myself getting hard again and thought, what if I stuck it in now, what could she do, how could she fight it? I heard her muffle a scream of delight and she came noisily, squirming and whimpering and jerking her thighs even wider. I think that was how I got so aroused from the sight of a woman bare-assed, face down and spread open. It always takes me back to that hot first time, when I was holding her down and thinking the unthinkable.
I let her go and reluctantly pulled my shorts back on while she eased off her sexual high. Tensions relieved, we got dressed and joined friends at the park.
Being alone with her after that was always hard, but that's enough for now.
10 years ago
