The first time I ever had sex I was 17. My boyfriend, who I'd been with for 7 months at that time, was 18. He and I had talked about having sex, but he never pushed me. One night, he came to my window. I was surprised, and I let him in my room and laid in my bed with him. It was probably 12:30 at night. He'd said he'd been thinking about me all day, and I the same for him.
He started to kiss me, and I pushed my body close to his. He started to play with the elastic on my pajama shorts, and asked me if it was okay. I said, yes, of course. He slowly slid my shorts off...and started to finger me. I moaned and sighed with pleasure, trying not to wake up my sister across the hall.
He asked me if he could taste me. He slowly went down to my wet pussy, licking and flicking my clit with his tongue. This was the first time I'd ever been eaten out. I put a pillow over my face and moaned when I'd reached an orgasm.
He came back up to me, taking my shirt off and sucking my nipples. He put his hand in between my legs, and I spread them. His cock was throbbing. He teased my clit with it, and then finally stuck it in me. I rocked my body with his, as he pinched my nipples and kissed me.
He pulled out of me and came on my stomach. He cleaned it off like a gentlemen, and I sucked him hard again. After this, he turned me on my side and started to finger me again. He was ready for round two. I stayed laying sideways as he fucked me slowly at first and then faster and faster. The next day I was sore and bleeding, but it was well worth it.
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