This is my first story, and I'd really love it if you commented.
Joe was like a breath of fresh air to me. He was intelligent, witty, thoughtful, sweet... Everything a girl wants in a boyfriend. Too bad he lived in Ithaca, New York and me in Atlanta, Michigan. We met through this online chat-thing and eventually I got his instant messenger screen name. Two nights later he called me for the first time. Instantly, I ran out of the house, a cell phone clutched to my ear, shivering in the unseasonably cold of mid-April.
I loved the sound of his voice, deep, welcoming. Just listening to him made me hot. His low, bass voice, his witty sense of humor, completely making me fall head over heels for this guy. That first week, I talked to him everyday, hours at a time, u
ntil we guilted each other to sleep. I felt as if I knew him forever, and I felt so completely free with him. Comfortable talking about things I'd never said to any guy before.
Both of us being 15 it was only a matter of time before the conversation would turn to sex. In the beginning I told him I planned to move to New York City and go to a design school. Without my knowledge, he began to plan to attend NYU. And then we started to really think about it. Both of us sophomores in high school planning on being together and both losing our virginity to each other. Whenever I talked to him I'd try to be in a secluded place so I could massage my slit when he spoke about taking me. I'd moan his name softly in my southernish accent and he'd get shivers down his spine.
I'd never been the type who'd say curse words, but as we got to the point of no return, I'd whisper to him softly that I wanted him to fuck me. My virgin pussy ached to have his dick inside of me. I'd lay in bed, my nice perky tits covered only by the soft blanket stretched over my body, the feeling would my my nipples erect immediately, and I would fondle myself while he spoke of fingering my pussy.
"Lana, oh fuck I want you so bad. I'd start with kissing, your lips, eyes your entire face, then I'd slowly move down to your breasts. I think I may stay there for a while, while my naughty hand finds it's way to your clit. In small circles, it'd roll it between my thumb and index finger. Then I may have to abandon my tit sucking, and get a real taste of you."
He knew exactly how to make me hot. I furiously began to rub my pussy, inserting fingers into my tight hole. Oh, how I wanted my Joe. I wanted him to take me. I wanted to feel his body against mine. I wanted to touch feel and even taste the erection, I know he was getting. I would have fucked him so hard and mercilessly with my virgin pussy. I'd make him fit me. His beautiful 9 inch virgin cock. Virgin to all but his right hand.
So, kids. That's my first story. If you'd like to hear more about Lana and Joe, just comment, or e-mail me at linkeenday@yahoo.com
