metalguy
04-28-2012, 06:39 AM
This is the story of the first time I had sex with a girl. I had had sex with a few guys before this and had been sexually active with my best friend since we where 14, but it wasn't until I was 17 that I lost my 'straight virginity'.
I had been going out with Zoe for about a month. She knew about my bisexuality and was fine with it, she also knew that I had never been with a girl before as well. We'd had some hot and heavy make-out sessions before, she had felt my cock through my trousers and I had felt her boobs through her t-shirt but we hadn't gone any further than that. She used to tease me that I would be disappointed when we finally went together as she wouldn't let me fuck her in the ass :icon008:
Zoe was also 17 and had lost her virginity when she was 15. She was a little shorter than me at about 5 foot 7 (I was 5 foot 10). She had dark blond hair, blue eyes, was fuller figured (I liked her that way and still prefer ladies with awesome curves) and had a cracking set of breasts. I was skinny-ish with short brown hair and brown eyes. My cock is about 7 inches with reasonably wide girth.
It was summer, and me and Zoe had been out with some friends for the evening. It was pretty late and she wanted to go home. Being the gallant boyfriend I walked her home. We got to her house and we start kissing outside. As usual we got really into it and started groping at each other. She pulled away and said that she really wished she could sneak me into her house, but her parents would kill her if she had a boy in her room after dark. I reminded her that my grandparents (who I lived with) where in London for the weekend and that I was home alone. Zoe grinned and told me to wait on the doorstep. She quietly went inside and came back a few minutes later, saying that she had left note for her mum telling her that she was staying at a friends house. "Which is technically true," she said with a grin. "Shall we?" She took my hand and we walked to my house, which was only 10 minutes walk away. That night though the walk seemed to take forwever. The whole time she was making small talk and I was replying absent-mindedly, my head spinning with the possibility that Zoe would be staying the night with me. What would she want to do? Would she want to go all the way? Maybe she was just having me on, and we would get to my door and she would kiss me goodnight and go home herself. She was a a hell of a joker, it was one of the things that attracted me to her in the first place.
She looked over at me and asked what I was thinking. I said nothing much, and she grinned that grin again and said she'd have to give me something to think about then. She pushed me up against a fence and kissed me roughly. I had still been hard from the kissing earlier, and the prospect of what might happen that night, but somehow I seemed to get harder still. She grabbed me through my jeans and rubbed hard; I thought I might cream in my pants. We carried on walking and finally got my house.
When we got inside I started to panic. I told myself to calm down; it wasn't as though this was the first time I was going to have sex. But I couldn't seem to control my mouth, which seemed to be running at 90 words a second. I asked if she wanted a drink, or something to eat, or would she like to sit down, or watch something on TV, or a DVD or...
She stared to laugh and kissed me gently. "Why don't you show me your room?" I was trembling, either with fear or excitement I didn't know, maybe both. I led her upstairs and took her to room, with it's heavy posters all over the walls, sound system in the corner, books all over the place and a single bed. I just said "Well, uh, this is it!" I had no idea what to do. MY heart was racing, my body was trembling and I felt like my dick was going to rip it's way out of my jeans and start rampaging round the room on it's own. She touched my arm and I turned around to face her. She kissed me and said that she would like a drink after all.
I practically fell down the stairs on my way to kitchen. What should I get her? Did she say hot or cold? I settled on a glass of water eventually.
I took carried it back upstairs and back into my room. When I entered my heart almost stopped. She was in my bed, up on one elbow facing me. There was a pile of clothes next the bed. There was a bra on top of the pile. I came within an inch of dropping the glass.
She smiled and said "Clothes off, in bed, now." I stripped off in a flash, but hesitated at my boxers. Was I being too presumptuous in getting completely naked? She saw me pause and said "Lose them." I took them off and a long string of pre-cum dripped off the end of my cock. She reached out and rubbed a little off of the end. She put
the finger to her tongue and licked it theatrically. I lifted the duvet and slid in beside her. Her hands where all over me immediately,her lips crushed to mine with her tongue in my mouth. We where on our sides, facing each other. I slid my arm underneath her and pressed her to me so her breasts where against my chest. My other arm started to run down her side lightly. She was not a gentle, kissing me hard and raking her nails down my side and back. She lifted her leg and wrapped it around my ass, pressing her groin against my dick. She shifted a little to bring herself up further, and I felt warm wetness against my shaft. She grabbed my ass and pulled me forward, rubbing my dick against her wet lips and clit. She started to moan into my mouth and I thought I was going to cum straight away. Then I had a horrible thought.
I broke off the kiss and said "I don't have any-"
"Don't worry about it." she replied.
"But-"
"I said don't worry about it." I couldn't believe it, we where going bareback!
She shifted again and was trying to get underneath me. I held onto her and rolled with her, lying on top between her legs with my dick pressed firmly against wetness. I looked into her eyes and she looked back with that grin. She reached down between us and took hold of me. I lifted myself up a little and she guided my dick to where she wanted it. I felt the hotness against the tip and I trembled again.
"Are you ok?" she whispered. I smiled and told her I was just nervous. I pressed forward and felt myself sliding into her. There was no resistance, just an amazing sensation that moved all the way down my shaft. She let out a small sigh as I pressed myself all the way in and held it there, not wanting this moment to end. She brought her legs up and wrapped them around me. I pulled back slowly, relishing the sensation of her inner walls around my cock. Thrusting back in again felt as good as the first time, and I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. On the next thrust the familiar feeling began to build, and on the next one I came harder than I ever had before. I was pretty noisy about it as well, and it felt like I had emptied both balls into her. I thrust again, but the pleasure was too much, so I just stayed in her. She kissed me long and hard, saying how loved the feeling of me inside her I told her it felt great to be inside her.
The night did not end there, and I'll be posting the rest up at some point soon.
I had been going out with Zoe for about a month. She knew about my bisexuality and was fine with it, she also knew that I had never been with a girl before as well. We'd had some hot and heavy make-out sessions before, she had felt my cock through my trousers and I had felt her boobs through her t-shirt but we hadn't gone any further than that. She used to tease me that I would be disappointed when we finally went together as she wouldn't let me fuck her in the ass :icon008:
Zoe was also 17 and had lost her virginity when she was 15. She was a little shorter than me at about 5 foot 7 (I was 5 foot 10). She had dark blond hair, blue eyes, was fuller figured (I liked her that way and still prefer ladies with awesome curves) and had a cracking set of breasts. I was skinny-ish with short brown hair and brown eyes. My cock is about 7 inches with reasonably wide girth.
It was summer, and me and Zoe had been out with some friends for the evening. It was pretty late and she wanted to go home. Being the gallant boyfriend I walked her home. We got to her house and we start kissing outside. As usual we got really into it and started groping at each other. She pulled away and said that she really wished she could sneak me into her house, but her parents would kill her if she had a boy in her room after dark. I reminded her that my grandparents (who I lived with) where in London for the weekend and that I was home alone. Zoe grinned and told me to wait on the doorstep. She quietly went inside and came back a few minutes later, saying that she had left note for her mum telling her that she was staying at a friends house. "Which is technically true," she said with a grin. "Shall we?" She took my hand and we walked to my house, which was only 10 minutes walk away. That night though the walk seemed to take forwever. The whole time she was making small talk and I was replying absent-mindedly, my head spinning with the possibility that Zoe would be staying the night with me. What would she want to do? Would she want to go all the way? Maybe she was just having me on, and we would get to my door and she would kiss me goodnight and go home herself. She was a a hell of a joker, it was one of the things that attracted me to her in the first place.
She looked over at me and asked what I was thinking. I said nothing much, and she grinned that grin again and said she'd have to give me something to think about then. She pushed me up against a fence and kissed me roughly. I had still been hard from the kissing earlier, and the prospect of what might happen that night, but somehow I seemed to get harder still. She grabbed me through my jeans and rubbed hard; I thought I might cream in my pants. We carried on walking and finally got my house.
When we got inside I started to panic. I told myself to calm down; it wasn't as though this was the first time I was going to have sex. But I couldn't seem to control my mouth, which seemed to be running at 90 words a second. I asked if she wanted a drink, or something to eat, or would she like to sit down, or watch something on TV, or a DVD or...
She stared to laugh and kissed me gently. "Why don't you show me your room?" I was trembling, either with fear or excitement I didn't know, maybe both. I led her upstairs and took her to room, with it's heavy posters all over the walls, sound system in the corner, books all over the place and a single bed. I just said "Well, uh, this is it!" I had no idea what to do. MY heart was racing, my body was trembling and I felt like my dick was going to rip it's way out of my jeans and start rampaging round the room on it's own. She touched my arm and I turned around to face her. She kissed me and said that she would like a drink after all.
I practically fell down the stairs on my way to kitchen. What should I get her? Did she say hot or cold? I settled on a glass of water eventually.
I took carried it back upstairs and back into my room. When I entered my heart almost stopped. She was in my bed, up on one elbow facing me. There was a pile of clothes next the bed. There was a bra on top of the pile. I came within an inch of dropping the glass.
She smiled and said "Clothes off, in bed, now." I stripped off in a flash, but hesitated at my boxers. Was I being too presumptuous in getting completely naked? She saw me pause and said "Lose them." I took them off and a long string of pre-cum dripped off the end of my cock. She reached out and rubbed a little off of the end. She put
the finger to her tongue and licked it theatrically. I lifted the duvet and slid in beside her. Her hands where all over me immediately,her lips crushed to mine with her tongue in my mouth. We where on our sides, facing each other. I slid my arm underneath her and pressed her to me so her breasts where against my chest. My other arm started to run down her side lightly. She was not a gentle, kissing me hard and raking her nails down my side and back. She lifted her leg and wrapped it around my ass, pressing her groin against my dick. She shifted a little to bring herself up further, and I felt warm wetness against my shaft. She grabbed my ass and pulled me forward, rubbing my dick against her wet lips and clit. She started to moan into my mouth and I thought I was going to cum straight away. Then I had a horrible thought.
I broke off the kiss and said "I don't have any-"
"Don't worry about it." she replied.
"But-"
"I said don't worry about it." I couldn't believe it, we where going bareback!
She shifted again and was trying to get underneath me. I held onto her and rolled with her, lying on top between her legs with my dick pressed firmly against wetness. I looked into her eyes and she looked back with that grin. She reached down between us and took hold of me. I lifted myself up a little and she guided my dick to where she wanted it. I felt the hotness against the tip and I trembled again.
"Are you ok?" she whispered. I smiled and told her I was just nervous. I pressed forward and felt myself sliding into her. There was no resistance, just an amazing sensation that moved all the way down my shaft. She let out a small sigh as I pressed myself all the way in and held it there, not wanting this moment to end. She brought her legs up and wrapped them around me. I pulled back slowly, relishing the sensation of her inner walls around my cock. Thrusting back in again felt as good as the first time, and I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. On the next thrust the familiar feeling began to build, and on the next one I came harder than I ever had before. I was pretty noisy about it as well, and it felt like I had emptied both balls into her. I thrust again, but the pleasure was too much, so I just stayed in her. She kissed me long and hard, saying how loved the feeling of me inside her I told her it felt great to be inside her.
The night did not end there, and I'll be posting the rest up at some point soon.