Gender: Female Age: 26 Location: Canada.
|Introduction: A teen girl meets the guy she wants to make her a woman.|
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A Confession – A Night of Firsts
I am a bit worried as I write this. Mostly because of what I have done and what I know, with absolute certainty, I will do again. Looking back I can understand why I did it, but I still can't believe I actually did it.
I was the proverbial “Nice Girl”. All my friends, my parents, my teachers, even the Parish Priest all thought I was just so sweet, kind, and well behaved. I can't tell you how many times my parent's friends commented on how well mannered and bright I was.
At school I was an honour student. On Saturday's I volunteered reading to children at the library. I was also into sports at school and was on the gymnastics team and swim team.
Basically I was the definition of a proper young lady.
My friends dated, had kissed boys, and I think one of them had gone all the way just based on comments she made. I was not allowed to date yet, my parents didn't think I could handle it. It was kind of frustrating for me. There was not a lot of options since my older sister didn't date until she was 18 years old.
At the time this happened I was about 5'4” tall, had long gold coloured hair and a nice tan from being on vacation with my family. My body had started to get curvy, and that made me happy. Thanks to sports my ass was full, high and tight. All the gymnastics and swimming had given me a fit and firm body and I loved it. I know vanity is a sin, but I was secretly very proud of how I looked. My most striking feature to this day are my eyes. Large and light blue with a hint of frost to them. They are unique and people frequently commented on them. I look older than I am which makes things difficult sometimes.
Boys had really started to notice me and were always trying to talk to me. They kept trying to get me to go out with them, even older boys who should be looking at my sister, not at me. Most were really understanding when I told them about my parents and how sorry I was that I could not accept. It was true, I really wanted to go out with them. A few got really angry and called me a “stuck up bitch”.
I did want to go out! I had urges like any other healthy teenager. I wanted to kiss boys, hold their hands, and spend time with them. I watched television and learned what masturbation was from one of those channels I'm not supposed to know about. When I discovered that let's just say I had a new favourite hobby.
We were just back from vacation and I went for a bike ride trying to see who was around. I came across a garage sale and stopped to see what CD's or books they had for sale. I didn't know the people, but it was cool to wander around and see what they had. I was so easily entertained back then.
The family was moving to the other side of the country and were selling a lot of stuff. As I walked around I saw an older boy was checking me out huge. That made me nervous and tired to avoid eye contact as I walked around. When I got to the back of the driveway by the book boxes he came up beside me and said “Hi... See anything you like?”
I looked up at him and blushed. He was handsome and I thought his smile was so cute. “Um, I don't know... I'm just looking at the books.”
“I have not seen you around. I'm Greg.” he said holding out his hand. His hand was a lot bigger than mine and felt really strong when I shook it.
“I'm Natalie... its nice to meet you. You're moving?” I asked
He was staring me in the eye and said “Yeah, and I suddenly thinks it sucks even more than I did two minutes ago.” he said winking at me.
I turned totally red as I stared at the ground suddenly. This guy was tall, handsome, and had such a nice smile and even his voice was getting to me.
“I'm sorry, did I say something that made you uncomfortable?” he asked gently while still holding my hand.
“I... I'm sorry” I said nervously. “I....” my hand was shaking. It was so humiliating. This guy was totally cool and I was acting like an idiot. He made me so nervous I could not even speak.
“Hey... relax Natalie, you are too beautiful to be nervous.” he said as he started to chuckle lightly. “It's me who should be nervous... not you.”
Looking up at him I said “Why would you be nervous of me?” I still had not tried to let go of his hand.
“Ah... have you looked in a mirror lately? You are the most beautiful girl in the neighbourhood. If you had not blushed first I probably would be the one stammering.” Greg said.
“You... you think I'm the most beautiful girl in the neighbourhood?” I said in a voice filled with wonder. This guy had to be my sister's age, had probably seen her around, and still thought I was the hottest girl around? That was amazing to me.
“Definitely... If I didn't know you were actually sincere I would accuse you of fishing for compliments.” He said smiling. “Look... I know I'm moving away... but would you consider maybe going to a movie with me?”
“Yes... I really want to.” I said before realizing what I had just said. My parents would kill me if I went out, I would be grounded for at least a month and no way would they give permission. Staring into Greg's eyes there was no way I was going to back out. My heart was beating a mile a minute and all I could think about was kissing those lips of his. I felt like I had a huge bomb in my chest about to go off.
“Wow, really? How about tonight? When can I pick you up?” he asked with genuine excitement.
Now what the hell would I say? I didn't want to tell him how old I really was or about my parents not allowing me to date.
“Um... maybe I can meet you here.” I said hoping he was good with it.
“That will work. Can you get here for say 8?” Greg asked hopefully.
8pm? That is a lot later than I usually go out. I'm only allowed to go to early shows with my friends. They meant he wanted to take me to a late show. I could not believe it... this was going to be a real date, like my sister goes on. How was I going to make this work was all I was thinking.
“Sure.. I will see you then” I said smiling at him. Greg smiled at me and let my hand go. I found I missed the physical contact.
I started to walk away and completely forgot about the books and everything else as I rode home. As I was riding I saw Bethany, the very girl I needed to run into. We were friends and she had dated. I hoped she would help. When I told her that I needed her to lie for me she almost fainted. When I told her why she was excited as hell. We agreed I would tell my parents I was staying over at her place and she would go along with it. I had stayed at her place before and I would head over there after my date with Greg. All she needed to do was cover for the time I was out.
My parents went for it completely. It dawned on me that I had never lied to them before and that made me a bit uncomfortable, but knowing I would see Greg again I could not help myself. He was so handsome and so sweet.
I took a shower and all I could think about was Greg. Almost before I knew it my hands had begun exploring my body. I leaned back against the shower wall and began sliding a hand over my breasts, pinching my nipples. My other hand quickly went to my pussy, rubbing my clit in the gentle circles I loved. My brain was full of visions of Greg doing this to me, giving my body to him, allowing him to touch me in places no guy had ever seen.
When I felt my orgasm building, imagining seeing Greg's cock I could not help myself. Falling to my knees I squirted hot pussy juice all over my hand. Kneeling there and panting, there was nothing I could do to calm myself down. I was having the nastiest fantasies of my life and my focus was Greg. Bringing myself to orgasm twice more I nearly exhausted myself. I had never played with my pussy this much, or been in the shower this long.
Finally I managed to drag myself out of the shower and away from my fantasies. I did my hair and makeup and then had to figure out what to wear. Seeing as I had never done it, I didn't have any clothes that would be good for a first date. This made me do something else for the first time.
Sneaking into my sister's room I went to her closet. I found a nice white denim skirt that would come to my mid thigh and was going to show my ass and legs beautifully. When I found her blue tank top with silver stitching and tried it on I was blown away. I looked good in this and had seen her wear this same outfit on dates. Looking at her shoe collection I found a pair of strappy white platform sandals. Slipping them on and fastening them I loved what I saw in her full length mirror. I looked older, and the clothes made me feel sexy.
I was snapped back to reality by my sister, Erica, saying “What the hell are you doing Natalie?”
Turning around to face her the surprise was written all over my face. “Just trying some clothes on.” I said lamely.
Erica shook her head and said “What are you planning to do dressed like that?” Her expression told me she already knew. She is not stupid and I had never tried her clothes on before. That's no lie... if she caught me in her room or touching her clothes the usual response was to scream, threaten, tell Mom and Dad and sometimes smack me.
“I... I am going on a date.” I said quietly.
“Mom and Dad will kill you. Have you lost your mind?” she asked earnestly.
“Please don't tell them” I whispered in a panic. “I really want to do this... he is so sweet. I'm sorry I'm in your closet, but I don't have any nice clothes like this. I want to look nice for him, not like I'm going to church.” I said.
Erica smiled at me and said “Oh my God! Little Saint Natalie is actually going to be a bad girl? Well I guess if I used to sneak out you can too.”
“You used to sneak around? Are you serious?” I asked in surprise.
“Hey, waiting until I was 18 to date? Are you kidding me... Mom and Dad are great but this is not the 1950s and no way was I going to wait. Who is he?” she asked.
“Greg Brookside. He is really nice.” I said.
“Greg Brookside? Are you serious? Natalie... he is a year older than me. I think this is a bad idea, you don't know what you are setting yourself up for. Guys his age expect certain things... this isn't some lame ass little kid. He has experience, he is going to want to do things with you.” she said as she gently placed her hand on my shoulder.
“Maybe I don't mind that.” I said defiantly. I wanted him to do those things with me!
Erica looked at me in shock and said “Natalie... don't take this the wrong way, but you're a pretty innocent girl and I doubt you have even kissed a guy. Please... I don't want you in a bad situation.” I could see my usually cold sister actually had genuine concern for me in her eyes. She was worried about me and that felt good, but also made me want to be bad even more.
“I'm tired of being the only girl I know who has not even kissed a guy or been on a date. I'm doing this... is it okay if I borrow your clothes?” I asked.
Erica stood there thinking while looking at me. “Look” she said finally “I don't want you getting hurt or having something bad happening. I know what you're going through... I know I can't stop you without telling Mom and Dad and I don't want to do that. Just don't be dumb. I know you have had the talk a few dozen times, are you sure about this?” she asked.
“Yes, please I know what I'm doing.” I said resolutely.
“Okay, but don't wear those clothes out of the house. They will smell a rat the second they lay eyes on you. Pack them up. What have you told Mom and Dad?” she asked.
“They think I'm sleeping over at Bethany's. I'm going there after the date.” I replied.
“Okay, I will tell them I dropped you off.” Erica replied. “You know you don't have to do anything with him you don't want to right? I know him... he isn't a creep. You will be safe so don't feel you have to do anything you don't want to... okay?”
“Yes” I said. Erica hugged me and said “Now, get those clothes off before Mom sees you.”
I took them off and Erica started to chuckle. “Are you really going to wear Wonder Woman bra and panties?” she asked starting to laugh.
Admittedly I like comic books and I did like Wonder Woman. She was everything I wanted to be. Tall, proud, strong, so beautiful. I did however get my sister's point. They are a bit childish. I blushed and said “I don't have really nice underwear. Mom won't buy it for me.”
Erica walked over and got me a white bra with lace on it and matching french cut panties from her drawer. We are the same size so it would work. “Wear these, but hide them okay.” she said.
I took everything and we went to my room. I packed hiding the clothes under normal sleeping attire. I even put a copy of the Bible and my Bible study notebook on top. Erica then sat with me and talked about dating. She was full of advice about how to stay safe and say no. She was big on having me say no.
We left the house and stopped while I changed at a coffee shop. We met Bethany and I gave her my bag. When she saw me her eyes bugged out of her head and she said that Greg didn't know what he was getting into. Bethany wished me luck with a hug and I left with my sister. Not too long after Erica finally dropped me off at Greg's.
She gave me a hug before I got out of the car and drove off. I watched her go and then walked up to the house to knock on the door. I was in the process of knocking again when Greg opened the door.
“Hi... You look amazing... wow!” he said as his eyes ran over my body. “Come on in.”
I stepped inside and realized he must be home alone. “Where is you family?” I asked as I glanced around.
“They went to a barbeque, a going away thing at a friend's place.” he replied.
I turned my head to look at him and his eyes were on me. He actually blushed a bit, because I had caught him staring at the tops of my breasts. “Sorry... I...” he began saying.
That was all it took for me. I may have never kissed a guy before, but I wanted to, so I did!
I jumped up and wrapped my arms around his shoulders bringing my lips to his. He had no choice but to wrap his arms around me and brace himself or we would have crashed onto the floor.
When I felt his sexy mouth on mine I was in heaven. I had no idea if I was doing this right, but judging by the way he tightened his grip I don't think I was too far off. I knew what french kissing was from television and let my tongue come out between my lips. He opened his mouth immediately and our tongues began their erotic wrestling as his hands slid to my ass, lifting me off the floor and holding me up.
He turned us about and I felt the wall against my back as we kept making out. I could feel my pussy tingling with the pleasure coursing through me. He pressed himself against me as we kissed, his hard chest was crushing my breasts and it felt amazing. He slid a leg between mine and moved one of his hands off my ass, running it up, along my body, and he began massaging one of my breasts through my top. Feeling his cock hard and against me through his jeans made my pussy throb in lust.
I whimpered into his mouth, my entire body was on fire and I wanted him. I wanted every inch of his body, his cock, and I wanted to see him cum. There was no fear at all, just an overwhelming desire to taste him. Everything he was doing felt so new and so amazing to me.
When Greg suddenly broke off the kiss and leaned away from me staring at me I was disappointed.
“Natalie... I'm sorry... are you okay with this?” he asked.
I put a hand at the back of his head and drew him back in. “I want you.” was all I said.
Positioning his hands back under my ass, supporting me, Greg began carrying me further into the house and down a hallway. I wrapped my legs around him, clinging to him. He took me into his bedroom and used his foot to kick the door closed. Carrying me over to the bed he slowly lowered me down until he was laying on top of me.
“You are so fucking hot” he said as he began kissing my neck, his hands massaging my breasts. My legs were spread wide. My skirt had bunched up and I could not believe how burning with need I was as he laid between my legs. His kisses and gentle licks he was giving my ears and neck were driving me crazy as I writhed and moaned under him. I needed more and placing my hands on his head I gently pushed down. Greg took the hint and lowered himself, moving to the top of my breasts. I could not believe how hungry I was for it, my pussy was soaking wet and my whole body was an inferno of lust.
Greg suddenly sat up and pulled his t-shirt off. All I could think was “Oh My God!”. He was seriously fit, had toned muscles and looked fucking amazing. He looked good enough to eat and that made me want to taste him. I sat up as fast as I could and began licking his chest as I ran my hands over his torso.
When he began pulling off my tank top I simply sat back slightly and raised my arms over my head so it slid off easily. I went right back to licking and kissing his chest as I felt his hands begin trying to unclasp my bra. When it pulled away my bared nipples grazed against him and I felt an electric shock rush through me. This was all happening so fast, but seemed so right. I was getting what I had dreamed of and I was lost to the world around me. What was happening here and now was the centre of the universe for me.
Greg suddenly pushed me backwards and I fell flat on his bed. He took hold of my skirt and yanked it off of me. I felt so naughty as I raised my hips to help him. When he then grabbed my panties and yanked them off. I barely had time to register that I was nude before he buried his face between my thighs.
Never had I ever imagined how good getting your pussy eaten would actually feel. His lips and tongue were sending me into orbit. Feeling him fucking my pussy with his tongue and running it over and around my folds had me trembling as my orgasm approached. When he fastened onto my clit with his lips and began rapidly flicking it that was all it took. He soon had me screaming in pleasure as he was doing it and I felt a powerful orgasm rip through my body. It left me shaking and breathing so hard and I could barely think, but I could feel. The sexual bliss flowing through me was more than enough.
I felt him move from between my legs and looked to see he had stood up. He unzipped his jeans and pushed them and his boxer shorts down. When his cock sprang into view, fully hard and leaking precum it looked like heaven to me.
I had never seen a real cock and it was so exciting. Staring at it in a mixture of wonder and lust, I knew I had to get closer. Sitting up quickly I took hold of his cock with one of my hands and felt the silken, yet iron like firmness. It was hot to the touch and was simply so beautiful to me. When I leaned forward and licked the precum from the tip I heard him moan above me. That made me want it more than ever. Knowing I might be able to make him feel as good with my mouth, as he made me feel, was so empowering. Opening my mouth I slowly brought Greg's cock into my hot mouth, running my tongue around. Unable to get more than a few inches in was frustrating and made me want to do better.
Looking up at Greg as I did my best to suck his cock amd I saw he was watching closely. His eyes were full of lust and his moaning was music to my ears. Closing my eyes and really focusing on what I was doing, I did the best I could. I kept forcing more in and gagged a few times, but kept trying.
Listening to girls talk about sucking cock, even seeing it in a porn, does not teach as well as actually getting one in your mouth. I knew what I was supposed to do, get it in my throat. What I did not know was that this was not something every girl can do. I was positive I was not trying hard enough and worried he would not enjoy what I was doing unless his cock was in my throat. My ignorance and determination must have been why I was finally able to do it. I forced myself to take it all. Nothing at that moment meant more to me than hearing Greg tell me I was good at it.
When his cock was hitting my throat and I heard him say “Holy shit... Natalie that feel so fucking good.” my desire to do even better became an obsession.
When his cock finally went into my throat, hearing him cry out my name in pleasure, it was one of the best moment of my life to that point. I managed it three times in a row when I suddenly felt his cock swell. I thought I was going to choke when it began throbbing in my mouth and he shot a massive load of cum. Swallowing it was pretty much the only option, but I also found I wanted to. It tasted good! That shattered a few things I had heard girls say. To me it was a wonderful reward and made me feel so hot all over.
Greg tried to slide it out of my mouth, but I did not let it go all the way out. Licking around it with my tongue I looked up at him. His eyes were as wide as plates and he was shaking in pleasure. Reasoning that he must be sensitive after he cums, I let it pop out of my mouth and he fell down on the bed laying beside me.
I watched him breathing hard and he had his hands on his face. He kept saying “Holy shit” over and over again. His cock was still rock hard and that made me feel pretty good about myself. It meant he wanted more of me. Maybe he would let me suck it again if I was lucky.
Laying down next to him, I curled up against him loving the way his naked body was so warm against mine.
He brought his hands down and hugged me to him. “That was the most amazing fucking blow job ever. I can't believe it. I thought I was going to die of pleasure.” he said as he was kissing the top of my head.
“Thank you.” I said “I am really happy you let me do that.”
“Holy shit girl, I should be thanking you... not the other way around. You're unfucking real.” he said as he pulled me up on top of him and began kissing me again.
I rubbed my body around and felt his naked cock rubbing along the length of my soaking wet pussy. Unable to control myself, I was rubbing my lips along his shaft. Feeling my clit rubbing against his hard cock was wonderful. Moving faster, I began rubbing myself along his length. That felt so good and I felt like there was electricity shooting through my body from the contact. It sent me into orbit again as I came all over his cock, soaking it. He held me tight throughout my orgasm and kissed me lightly as I calmed down.
“You are one hot fucking bitch Natalie.” he said it in a nice way as he began lifting me up his chest a bit and licked my neck. As he lowered me down I felt the head of his cock sliding into place and nudging at the soaking wet entrance of my tight little pussy.
All thoughts of condoms and everything else flew out of my mind. I was lost in the moment and wanted him to be the man who took my virginity. I did not even try to stop him as he began pushing in.
His cock felt like it was the size of a babies arm as he pushed into me. The head popped in and he kissed me again. I decided to take matters into my own hands and jammed it all the way in. His hips convulsed under me and added to the effort. I screamed out in pain, it fucking hurt. It's not like I didn't know it would hurt, but I guess I had kind of forgotten because I wanted it so bad.
Holding in place on him, frozen with the sudden pain and surprise, I realized Greg had said my name a couple of times gently.
I opened my eyes and looked down at him. His face held a look of shock combined with worry.
“Oh crap... Natalie... is this your first time?” he said in a worried tone.
“Yes” I said and felt tears running down my cheeks.
“Natalie I...oh my God... I didn't know, I'm so sorry, you didn't have to... I'm sorry... don't cry.” he said as he kissed my tear stained cheeks and hugged me tight to him.
I stayed like that for a minute and said “But I wanted to... I wanted you to be my first.”
“You really didn't have to, you so didn't have to do this... I had no idea.” he said his voice filled with emotion. It dawned on me then that my sister had been right. He was a nice guy and he felt terrible. I also realized the pain was going away. The feeling of his cock buried inside my formerly virginal pussy was starting to feel really good.
I looked him in the eyes and kissed the tip of his nose. “Greg, I should have told you. I'm sorry, but I really wanted this. I didn't mean to trick you into doing something you didn't want to.” he still looked worried. “Are you mad at me?” I asked suddenly concerned about that.
I saw the concern change to shock and he said “Mad at you? I thought you would be mad at me.”
“How could I be mad at the man who made me a woman.” I said smiling. I felt his cock throb when I said that. “I wanted you to fuck me... I've never done anything before and was worried you would not enjoy it.”
“That was your first blow job?” he said in shock.
“And my first kiss, first time I saw a cock, first time anyone ever touched my breasts, first time I've ever had my pussy licked... I've never done anything before now.” I explained. Each time I listed a first I swear I felt his dick twitch and I started slowly moving my hips. Not only was the pain gone, this was starting to feel better than I ever imagined.
“Are you sure?” he asked softly.
“Yes, I am” I kissed him. “Now show me what I have been dreaming about.” I begged.
His hands moved to my waist as I began grinding and riding him. I loved the way swivelling my hips on him made his cock feel inside me. My tempo increased and I was loving this. “Oh Greg... this feels so good... I can't stop moving... I never dreamed you would feel this good.”
“You dreamed about us doing this with me?” he asked hotly as he used his strong arms to help me ride him, gently thrusting his hips up, filling me up with his cock over and over again.
“Yes... ever since I saw you today.” I panted out.
“Your pussy is so fucking tight Natalie... you're the sexiest girl I have ever seen.” he moaned out. “I jerked off my cock thinking about you right after you left” he confessed.
“I played with my kitty in the shower dreaming of your cock.” I admitted as I began riding him harder. My whole body felt super hot. When his hands moved to my tits I knew I was going to cum on his magnificent dick.
“That's so fucking hot... knowing a hot girl like you... played with her pussy thinking of me.” he was thrusting harder and harder into me. “Did you cum thinking of me?”
“Yes!” I screamed as a massive orgasm tore through my body, my pussy locking onto his cock as he cried out and came with me, filling my pussy with his hot fucking load. Knowing he had just shot off inside me, seeing his body go rigid, his cock buried deep inside me and nudging my cervix prolonged my orgasm. I had never in my life experienced an orgasm like this. I was having a seizure on his cock and felt my pussy juices flooding out.
Collapsing forward onto his chest I could feel my whole body tingling, from the tip of my toes to the top of my head. Greg's arms came up around me and he held me tight, caressing my back and stroking my hair.
“Natalie... are you okay?” he asked softly.
“Yes... that was the most amazing thing I have ever felt.” I said “Did I do that right?”
He gently turned my face toward him and kissed me softly “Baby... you did that so right I think I'm in love.”
“Really?” I asked staring into his eyes.
“Yeah... I can't believe this but yeah.” he said.
Kissing him passionately I felt like I never had before in my life. The idea this wonderful guy loved me was like every dream I ever had coming true. Then I remembered... his family had sold their house and were moving across the country. I would never see him again.
I broke the kiss and said “I wish you were not moving away... but I still would have done this.”
“Natalie I'm not going anywhere. I start at State here in a couple of weeks. I will be living in residence. My family is going and they sold the house, but I am staying here.” he said and kissed me.
“Really? Do you think maybe we could do this again? Maybe you could teach me how to do that position where you are behind me?” I asked hopefully.
Greg's cock was still inside me and I felt it getting rock hard again. He was smiling at me and said “I can't think of anything else I would rather do.”
I kissed him again and he rolled us over until he was on top of me. He gently pulled his cock out of me and said “Right now though, we are going to take a shower... how late can you stay out?” he asked.
“My parents think I am spending the night at a friends. As long as I get to my friends before midnight it should be okay. Until then I am yours.” I replied.
“You're mine?” he said with a playful smile.
“Yes, all yours. I don't ever want to leave you. I don't want to lose this feeling.” I said.
Greg looked me in the eyes and said “You mean that don't you... you're not kidding.”
“No, I'm not” I replied “If you don't really love me... that's okay... just don't say it again unless you mean it.” Just saying that had set my heart racing and worried that I had scared him, what if he was just playing like my sister said some guys do?
Greg kissed me and it told me everything I needed to know. This guy loved me and there was no doubt about it.
“Listen carefully Natalie” he said. “I love you... I can't believe you chose me... I can't believe I have you here in my arms. I thought you were way out of my league, I still think you are.” he concluded smiling.
I was beaming and said “I love you too Greg” and kissed him.
He carried me from the bed to the shower. It was quite the experience, feeling his hands caressing my body all over as he washed me. We soon began kissing again as we ran our soapy hands over each other, exploring and caressing. We rinsed off and he took my hand and led me back to his bed. I was extremely turned on and so was he, his cock jutting out proudly.
When he let my hand go I sank to my knees and gently began licking his cock. I looked up at him and saw that he had a perplexed look. “Is this okay?” I asked.
“It's way past being just okay... you look so sexy, but I want to do something for you.” he said and gently stood me up and turned me around, wrapping his arms around me from behind. I was smiling as I leaned back into him, feeling his big hard cock pressed against my lower back. He leaned down and kissed me on the top of my head. With a little chuckle he brought his big hands to my waist and lifted me into the air and tossed me onto the bed.
I started giggling when I landed on my hands and knees and looked back over my shoulder at Greg. He had a huge smile on his face and was staring right at my ass. I knew in this position he could see my tight little pink rosebud and my soaking wet pussy. I could not resist and feeling playful I wiggled it for him.
His looked up at my face and smiling with a naughty look said “You tease... I'm going to teach you something.” Reaching out with his hands he took a hold of my hips and pulled me back toward him. “You did say that you wanted me to teach you that position where I am behind you.” he winked as he began running his hard cock along the lips of my pussy.
“Is this doggie style?” I asked.
He slid his cock into me, all the way, as I cried out in pleasure. When his cock was balls deep inside me, and he was against my cervix, he said “Oh yeah, this is doggie style baby.”
“Holy shit... your so fucking deep...OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!” I yelled as he began thrusting away. All I could do was lean my head down and take it as he was pounding away at my poor formerly virginal pussy. The feelings he was giving me were like nothing before. I quickly figured out that getting fucked doggie style was one of my new favourite things.
“Fuck Natalie... your so fucking tight... I can see you pussy gripping my cock... so fucking hot” Greg panted out.
“Keep fucking me... please keep fucking me Greg.... please...oh God please...” I begged him and he just kept going, fucking me deep and strong.
“Oh yeah Baby...don't worry.... I'm going to fuck you.” Greg said. He brough a hand forward and placed it on my shoulder, pulling me up and back against him. His other hand had a firm grip on my hip, and I could feel his fingers digging in.
He started banging away at my pussy harder and harder. “AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW FUCK!” I screamed as I came hard on his cock. Greg never let up, he never slowed down, he just kept pounding. I felt like my pussy was going to break, the way he was ramming into my cervix hurt, but in a pleasure and pain way.
When he changed his grip by letting go of my shoulder and grabbing a hold of my long blonde hair I was surprised. When he used the grip on my hair to pull my head back and began pounding harder I was finished. I screamed in orgasm and was so high on it that it barely registered when he slapped my ass, and buried his cock inside me. He shot his load deep inside, flooding my wanton womb with cum.
I was out of it as soon as my body crashed to the bed. Greg collapsed on top of me, but as I passed out all I heard was his panting and the delicious feeling of his cock still deep inside me.
When I woke up I was still laying face down. Greg was laying against my side with an arm over me and his forehead touching mine. The peaceful expression on his face made me move and kiss his nose lightly.
Greg did not stir and continued to sleep. Lifting my head I saw it was 11:35pm on his clock. I felt a twinge of panic. I gently began kissing his face and he opened his eyes and smiled right away.
“Hey beautiful.” He said as he wrapped his arms around me. I hugged him tightly, not wanting to leave, but knowing I had to.
“I'm sorry Greg, I have to go... can you drive me to my friends?” I asked.
“Of course I can.” Greg rolled and looked at the clock and said “I guess your not kidding, good thing you woke up.” He gave me another light kiss and got out of bed.
I am sure I am not the first woman in history to do this, but seeing this gorgeous man climb nude out of the bed took my breath away. He had made me a woman, and seeing his strong body as he stretched almost made me gasp. Greg was just so gorgeous to me.
Climbing out of bed a bit reluctantly I took stock as I dressed. My pussy was sore, but it was a good kind of sore. I just felt different because I finally understood why people enjoy sex so much and try to have it as often as they can. My first time was with a hot guy who had a heart. I wondered if he still felt strongly for me.
Once we were both dressed we headed out to the front door to get our shoes on. When I was done putting the platform heels back on he stood me up and kissed me, lifting me off the ground again and wrapping his big arms around me. When it ended he set me down gently, and brought a hand to my cheek.
“You said I should not say it unless I felt it... well I love you Natalie. I have dated other girls, been with other girls... but none of them gets anywhere close to how you make me feel. This sounds so lame... but I guess the only thing to say is do you want to be my girlfriend?” Greg said as he smiled looking into my eyes.
“Yes... I do. I love you too Greg.” I replied as I hugged him tight again.
“This is hard.” he said.
“What is?” I asked looking up at him.
“Letting you go someplace else... I wish you could stay, but I get it.” he said.
“You do?” I asked with an eyebrow raised.
Laughing lightly he said “Yeah... I do. I know you sister, and I know what rules she was supposed to go by. I also know that she does not hold a candle to you.”
“Did you...” I pet the question hang.
His eyes got wide and he burst open laughing “Oh my God, No.” He said. “You sister is a nice person, we just never clicked that way.”
I smiled and said “You still owe me a movie.” and poke his chest with one finger lightly.
We were both laughing and he took my hand and walked me out to his car.
During the drive to Bethany's house we did not talk to much. I just held his hand and was smiling at him, enjoying the moment.
I had him stop near her place and gave him a quick kiss before I got out of the car. “Can I see you tomorrow?” Greg asked.
“Sure... movie?” I said smiling. He nodded and I closed the door. I heard him drive off as I headed along the sidewalk. Moving quickly I rounded the corner to Bethany's. I saw her house was dark and moved quietly toward it, creeping along the side. When I got to her bedroom window I had to laugh. It was open, had a step ladder in front of it, and she was leaning out of it with a big smile on her face.
“How are ya slut?” she asked quietly.
“Very satisfied” I relied smugly as I climbed quietly inside.
When I turned to face her she was standing there wearing nothing more than black panties.
“Why are you naked?” I asked with a bit of concern.
“Don't worry about it” she said as she sat on her queen sized bed. “Just tell me all about it.”
Why do I think Bethany is naughtier than I originally thought?
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