Losing My Virginity (F18)

First time poster here! Go easy on me 😉 I was 18 at the time, my boyfriend (now fiancé!) was 29. We had met at the restaurant we both worked at. Prior to this, we had hung out a few times after discovering a mutual attraction to one another. I, at the time, was rather shy and inexperienced when it came to sexual deeds. I had a boyfriend in high school, but there was nothing more than some awkward head given.

The night I was invited back to his house, he greeted me warmly with a glass of homemade black currant wine. He told me it wasn’t his most prized batch, but that it still had a good flavor. I sipped nervously, giggling as we locked eyes. Being there was the rather large age difference, I set strict boundaries for what I wanted from him and our newfound relationship. I told him to take it slow with me, which he gleefully respected. It takes me a while to get used to people on an intimate level. We went into his living room and sat on the couch.

It was mid August. Hot. We were both sweltering in the heat, and the only thing to cure this was by either swimming or sitting in intense air conditioning. Neither of those were an option, as it was 9pm and he had no air conditioning. At this point, from the nerves and outside temp, I asked if I could just take a quick cold shower. He said of course and handed me a towel. I took a real quick shower, while gathering my thoughts… I found myself fantasizing over what this situation would look like if he were in there with me. I was naked in his bathroom with him just feet away. I yearned for him. Instantly, I was turned on. Just the sheer thought of him having his hands on my wet, warm body made me shiver with anticipation. I refrained from touching myself.

I walked out in the lime green towel he had given me. His eyes widened. I told him it was too hot to put my clothes on, with no help from his homemade wine (which had gone to my head fairly quickly). He grinned with excitement. “Can I get you another glass?” He asked. “Please.” I answered. I followed him into the kitchen. Feeling rather loose, I asked him how big he was. This caught him off guard. We hadn’t exchanged nudes or anything prior to this. Just scenarios and fantasies. I told him that I refused to leave the towel, it was just too comfy. His smile gleamed, “you know, you could take it off all together and feel even more comfortable” he offered. Nervously, I told him we should take it slow. And that I would show him my boobs and that was it. (What a tease, I know). Slowly removing my towel from my chest, I revealed my heaving bosom. His eyes widened as he commented on the size. “Those are….phenomenal.” Now, standing across the room from one another, we made intense eye contact. I dropped the towel without breaking our stare. He lunged over to me in an instant and kissed me long and hard. This was our first kiss. My breath was taken away. All of the cares left my body. I began to press him against me, feeling his cock harden on my stomach. Tingles shot through my body. “I want you” I breathlessly whispered in between lengthy, sexy kisses. In the blink of an eye, he bent me over the stove and began to finger me. Deeply. I gasped out of pure pleasure. He turned me around and propped me up onto the counter. I spread my legs, anxiously awaiting his member. I wanted him inside me. Immediately.

He fingered me passionately while kissing and licking up and down my neck. He kissed up to and behind my ear, where he whispered, “bedroom.” I obeyed. I anxiously trotted off into the bedroom and sat on the bed. He came in the room with a condom on, and without breaking eye contact stood over me and smiled. “Lay down,” he whispered. I did. He began kissing my inner thighs, not missing a single spot. I moaned with anticipation. I looked down at him, he was about to go down on me. I pulled his head up and said, “no, please. You. I want you.” Without any hesitation, he hoisted himself up and over me. “Please be gentle,” I said as he plunged deeply inside of me. With a few strokes, my legs felt like jelly. The pleasure was immeasurable and entirely intense. I moaned uncontrollably as he slowly and deeply penetrated my wet and wanting pussy. He began quickening, and that was when I told him that it was my turn. He flipped me over up and onto his stomach. I sat up and slowly sat down on his throbbing, rock hard cock. He smiled at me as I came on the spot, I had yet to even ride him. After an earth shattering orgasm, I began to grind myself onto him (mind you, I had never done this before). My legs trembled as I watched his mouth drop open, revealing a deep and raspy moan. The sexiest thing I’ve ever heard. I could feel his cock trembling inside me. He was wanting to release. I leaned over and whispered into his ear, “not yet, please”. He groaned and flipped me onto my stomach. Spreading my legs apart beneath me. He ran his cock, which was dripping wet with me, up and down my pussy. Teasing my tight asshole, I shuttered. “Soon,” He said to me. And before I could even think, he stuffed me with his cock and pounded me until I lost my breath. Penetrating me so deep that I couldn’t even make a sound. Warm, butterfly-esque tingles shot through every inch of my body as we simultaneously combusted into our orgasms, becoming one. He pulled out of me and took the used, cum filled condom off. I licked him clean.

Needless to say, our sex has only improved since this day.

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