My first time was odd. My boyfriend and I had been trying to have sex for
about a year, but something always held us back...mainly parental
supervision. I had even spent a night in his dorm room, alone, but we just
fooled around and slept naked together; that was one of the most romantic
nights of my life. We tried a few months later but we never made it that
far. One reason was because we had been having oral sex, which is much more
convienient, and he still says that I give great head. So we always settled
it that way until we got one afternoon alone in his room, on his waterbed.
We had been eyeing each other the whole day and making suggestive comments;
we were about ready to throw his brother out of the house, when he finally
left for work. As soon as we heard the car drive up, I jumped on top of him.
I could feel his dick wanting to rip out of his jean shorts. We rolled over
and over on his waterbed, taking our clothes off, and pressing up against
each other. I was soaked, and wanted him bad. After we were totally naked,
he slipped his fingers inside to loosen me up. He stopped after about 2
min., though; I was expecting him to begin going down on me. Instead he said
he needed me badly, and he spread my legs out wide. I kept them there as he
then used his fingers to open me up to his throbbing 8 inches. He was able
to get the head in ok, but it took pain and patience to get him all in. We
worked very slow and methodically until the pleasure overwhelemed the both
of us. We came together after about 10 min. and held each other. That did
get the best of us 45 min. later, but that's another one for the kids. We've
just celebrated two years together, and I love him more than ever. You're
fantastic in every way, Vincent!