My First Time

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I had been with my boyfriend Anthony since I was 14. That was 5 whole years of my life. We met through a mutual friend and I was instantly attracted to his dark brown eyes and long eyelashes. I had a thing for eyes. We were the standard “high school couple” and I loved hanging out with him. Even though I had known him for what seemed like forever, he never pressured me into doing anything I didn’t want.

But this isn’t about the first five years of our relationship, it was about my 19th birthday.

He had planned everything that day: from the adorable breakfast in bed to the surprise party at his house, it was all so perfect. I was the luckiest girl in the world. When we got to his house and after everyone had yelled “surprise!” the party began.

Marc, Anthony’s older brother, came up to me and we started talking. He gave me a drink and we walked into the guest bedroom because it was quieter and easier to hold a conversation there.

Marc definitely got all the right genes from his parents. He had jet black hair and the iciest blue eyes I had ever seen. I knew he worked out because I would see him at the gym when I was on the eliptical doing weights right behind me.

He was 24 and I’m pretty sure he knew he was insanely good looking. He would always flirt with me but I figured it was because I was Anthony’s girlfriend and spent all of my time at their house.

Anyway, back to the party.

We sat down on the bed and I noticed Marc had brought a nearly full bottle of tequila with him. He told me that because I was finally legal to drink, I had to take a few shots with him. I didn’t see a problem with that so I didn’t stop him when he started pouring two shots.

He was really good at convincing people. That’s probably why I ended up taking four shots back to back with him. He wanted a 5th one but I was getting a bit light-headed and thought I should stop. That’s when he suggested I lie down. It seemed like a good idea.

As soon as I lay down, Marc told me to hold a piece of lime in my mouth and pulled up my shirt just enough to show my flat, tanned stomach. I looked at him confused and he explained that he was going to teach me what a body shot was. Afterall, I was 19 and should know these things by now.

He poured a tiny bit of tequila into my belly button and the coldness made me shiver, spilling it all over myself and the bed. Marc looked at me and for a second his blue eyes got a menacing glint in them. He told me sternly to be careful and not move again. I have no idea why, but the look he gave me sent electricity straight down from my throat to between my thighs. I squeezed them instinctively but I don’t think he noticed.

Marc poured the tequila again and then he wiggled my jeans just low enough to be able to tell that I had shaved that day. He smirked and sprinkled salt in a neat line from the top of my jeans to my belly button.

“Ready?” He asked

I nodded, not knowing why I was getting nervous.

He quickly moved his tongue upwards from my lower stomach and sucked the tequila out of my belly button. I felt that same electricity shoot to my groin but this time it was much stronger. He looked me in the eyes and swooped in the bite the lime I forgot I was holding between my teeth.

He tossed the lime into the trash beside the bed and looked at me in such a raw and seductive way. I could feel the blood rushing to my clit and my panties were getting soaked just looking back at him.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Anthony was standing in the doorway, completely oblivious to the thoughts going through my mind at that moment.

“What are you guys doing in here?” Asked Anthony

Before I could say anything, Marc was already mid sentence “Ashley was feeling light-headed so I told her to lay down until she felt better.” He looked at me and his eyes glinted as he said my name. I could see a huge bulge in his pants and desperately tried to Bakırköy escort regain my composure before either of them saw what I was looking at.

“I better get back to everyone, I feel a lot better now Marc, thanks.” I stuttered and left the room in a hurry.

As the night continued I’d notice Marc looking at me from time to time. Every time I managed to stop thinking about how huge that bulge in his jeans was, he’d show up again and either brush up behind me or lightly touch my hip. It never bothered me before when he’d squeeze behind me in their kitchen or casually touch my shoulder when I was at their house but now every time he did it, I felt my clit getting sensitive and could barely keep myself from gasping when he touched me.

I was a virgin. My parents brought me up in a religion that taught me to wait until marriage before I tried anything with a boy more advanced than kissing. That’s what I loved about Anthony: he never had a problem with my beliefs and I could be myself around him without worrying that he would want more.

After a while, the feelings I was having were getting to be too much. I excused myself and went to the bathroom, locking the door quickly. I might have been a virgin, but I knew how I worked. If I was feeling this horny, I had to take care of it before I lost control. Sliding my panties off along with my jeans, I sat up on the vanity counter and spread my legs. I always shaved everything because I just felt sexy like that. It wasn’t for anyone to see.

I spread my thighs apart and slowly started rubbing my clit in little circles. I started breathing quicker and could feel my muscles tightening as the feeling started to grow. I let out a moan and was just about to try and slip a finger into my pussy when someone knocked on the door

“Ash, you in there?” It was Marc.

I quickly jumped off the counter, yanked on my jeans and opened the bathroom door.

“Yeah yeah, I’m good, I just wanted to splash some water on my face” I lied, hoping Marc couldn’t see me blushing.

He smiled and before he could start up another conversation, I had spotted my boyfriend and quickly made my way toward him.

About an hour later, Marc came up to me as I was grabbing another drink and smirked. “I think these are yours.” He said, holding up a pair of black and red lace panties.

“Oh my God. I… umm… I have no idea how I could have forgotten those!” I sputtered, snatching them out of his hands and stuffing them into my jeans pocket before anyone could see.

“I didn’t know you were that selfish Ashley,” Marc started “I thought you’d at least let me watch you play with yourself after I taught you what a body shot was.”

I turned scarlet.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about Marc.” I replied, just a little too loudly.

“Well, if you do get that urge again, I’d be more than happy to help you get rid of it. Our little secret of course.” Offered Marc. “Here, come with me and I’ll prove to you that I know exactly whats going on.”

I knew that I was raised too religiously to really be feeling these dirty thoughts so there was no reason for me to not follow him.

I walked behind him all the way up the stairs and into his room. No one saw us leave the main floor. But that didn’t matter because I was planning on coming right back down after I proved to Marc that he had no idea what I was thinking.

“Sit.” He ordered. Closing the door behind us.

I wasn’t going to sit on his bed and give him any ideas so I chose his desk instead.

Marc walked up to me slowly. “You might not know what you’re feeling right now Ashley, but if you let me show you, I’ll make you realize that this is just the beginning of learning how to make yourself feel good.”

He was facing me now.

“You can try Marc, but I’m not like all your girlfriends so you’re just wasting your time.” I replied. I was slowly getting less and Bakırköy escort bayan less sure of what I was saying.

He put his hands on my thighs.

“Just let me show you okay?” He was waiting for me to nod. To tell him I agreed to whatever he was going to try.

I nodded, feeling completely uncertain about how I felt about this but something inside me was telling me to agree.

His hands slid up my thighs at a painstakingly slow speed. The shots of electricity were flying everywhere inside my body now. I was going to lose control any second.

He started kissing my neck. Slowly at first then harder as his hands brushed my clit and reached my hips.

He unbuttoned my jeans and his thumbs hooked into my belt loops.

I let out a gasp when he lifted me off the desk effortlessly and quickly slipped my pants off. I still hadn’t had time to put my panties on since he gave them back to me so I was sitting with almost everything exposed to him. No guy had ever seen me like this before.

As he leaned in towards me again, I found myself reaching for his shirt and trying to pull it off. While he slipped it over his head, I started unbuttoning my own shirt. I had no idea what I was doing, but it was like something was guiding me and telling me exactly what I should do next.

I was just in my bra and Marc was shirtless. I reached over to run my hands over his perfectly chiseled abs as he moved his hand to my back, unhooking my bra and sliding his hands down toward my ass, pulling he toward him as he kissed me. Hard.

As soon as I wrapped my legs around his waist I felt it: A huge bulge almost bursting out of his jeans. It was rubbing against my clit and as I looked down, I saw that I had gotten so wet that there was a dark, wet spot right where I was rubbing against him.

He looked at what I was looking at and chuckled “Looks like someones anxious to get going.”

I knew this was when I should have told him to stop. It had already gone too far and I was sure that Anthony must be wondering where I was.

Marc saw my hesitant face and his expression softened. “I’m not going to make you do anything you don’t want to Ashley. I just want to show you that what you’re feeling can be turned into something amazing.”

Just like that, he picked me up and carried me over to his bed.

He gently put me down, pressing his jeans into my hips. I instinctively pushed them against him.

He moaned.

“Now Ashley, you can’t do that to me and expect me to be able to keep it in my pants. I need to unzip my jeans before I cum. Is that okay?” He asked.

My throat got tight and I knew deep inside I wanted to see it. I wanted to see him naked.

He slipped off his pants and boxers and immediately his cock sprang out. It was so big and hard. The thought of me having that effect on Marc made me want to impress him even more.

I decided to stop thinking and just follow my instincts. As he pressed into me, I quickly grabbed his shoulders and pushed him over on his back. His hard 8 inches was pressed between us and the look on his eyes was priceless.

“You’re a quick learner Ashley. I gotta say I didn’t see that coming.” He said, looking up at me. He almost seemed impressed with my assertiveness.

Sensing that I wasn’t sure what to do next, he told me to turn around so that my mouth was over his cock and my knees were right by his shoulders.

“You can touch it if you want to” Marc said. Careful not to overstep my comfort level.

I gingerly picked up his throbbing cock and leaned over to put my lips over it. Just as I slid my mouth over his head he let out a moan. I knew I was starting off well. I made sure his whole shaft was wet and I got into a rhythm, moving up and down, careful to keep my lips over my teeth.

I felt his hand reach over me and pull my hips downwards. I let out a loud moan when I felt his tongue go straight escort Bakırköy over my pussy and start circling my hole. I let out another moan just as I was going down on him and his cock slipped right down my throat. I gagged and instantly felt him stiffen with pleasure.

“Oh fuck Ash. Do that again and I’m going to burst” he warned.

I was going to do it again but he spun me over onto my back before I could put my lips on him again.

His face was right by my hips and my hands grabbed the bed sheets as his tongue started fucking me. He kept barely brushing my clit and it was driving me insane.

“Marc, fuck me please!” I yelled. I knew I wanted this now. I needed him to be inside me.

Marc stopped and looked up at me. He moved up so that his face was right above mine.

“Are you sure you want this?” He was looking at me seriously now. “Its going to hurt at first but I promise it will get better soon.”

I grabbed his neck and pulled him down onto me, kissing him hard and forcing my tongue past his teeth.

“I need you to fuck me Marc. I know what I want and its your hard cock inside me.” I begged.

He looked at me for the first time in a genuinely loving way and said “Ashley you have no idea how badly I’ve wanted to do this with you. Tell me to stop and I will okay?” He looked right into my eyes when he said it.

I nodded and moved my hips up to him to show him I was ready.

Not taking his eyes off of me, he grabbed his cock with one hand and put it so it was gently in position, pressing against my hole.

He started pushing and at first it was okay, then I felt the pressure.

I squeezed my eyes shut but told him not to stop.

He leaned in towards me and as he kissed me, then suddenly rammed hard into me and I felt him break my hymen. The pain radiated into me and I couldn’t hold back a cry.

Marc stopped moving. “Are you okay? Do you want me to pull out?” He was looking me up and down, the worried look on his face told me he hadn’t dealt with a virgin before.

“I’m fine. Just go slow okay?” I looked up at him and then slowly pressed my hip up so that I pushed him inside me more.

He started slowly, and gaging my pain level he started increasing his speed, going harder and faster.

It started feeling amazing and I stopped thinking about my soreness and started focusing on how I could feel his shaft fighting to stretch my pussy.

“Holy fuck Ashley, you’re so tight, I’m not going to be able to keep this up for long.” He was panting now and I could see the effort he was putting in to try to hold back his orgasm.

As he continued to speed up I started to feel my pussy contracting and my calves starting to tense up. I wrapped my legs around him and immediately felt how much deeper he could go when I did that.

His breath was getting ragged and I was starting to lose control over staying quiet.

As I felt my pussy tighten up so that he almost couldn’t move inside me, I felt him ram into me completely one last time before he came, filling my tight little pussy with his hot cum.

He rolled over so that he was on his back and I was lying on top of him, his cock still inside me. We lay there for a while, just kissing and trying to catch our breaths when I saw the time. It was 2am! We had been up here for more than an hour. We quickly jumped up and got dressed.

Just as we were about to open his bedroom door, I pushed him against the wall and put my panties into his front pocket.

“You can give them back to me next time.” I said, kissing him hard and walking out of the room.

Anthony and I stayed together for about a month after that. Marc and I didn’t hook up during that time out of respect for him. Eventually I told him that I needed to try different things and because he was leaving for university in Ottawa soon anyway, it would be to hard to stay together.

As for Marc and I, We both go to Western University now and he has been teaching me a few things. I guess we’ll see how his family takes the news when he brings me over for Thanksgiving dinner this year.

Either way, I know what I want now, and I have found a balance between church and my new boyfriend.



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