Last summer, I went to the beach with Emily. We both decided to be a little daring and try on bikinis. However, feeling a bit shy, we chose to wear T-shirts over them. While we were lying on the sand, two laid-back guys approached us, and we ended up chatting with them. (Emily had recently broken up with her boyfriend, and I had just started college but was still a virgin and feeling anxious about it.)
Emily, taking the initiative, wrapped her arm around one of the guys, John, and said she wanted to be alone with him. They went off behind some rocks. I wasn't as bold, but somehow, I got caught up in the smooth talk of the other guy, Mike. Before I knew it, I had taken off my T-shirt, and he was applying oil on me. He rubbed the oil up to the inside of my bikini thighs, and I felt my heart race as I noticed I was getting a little wet.
Mike, observing my reaction, gradually slipped his hand inside my bikini. When I called him a "perv," his hand was already gently touching me. Mike was also getting hard, and I found myself unconsciously touching him.
Mike started kissing my neck, playing with my nipples and touching me over my bikini. He moved his hips slowly, rubbing against me. Although I was a virgin, I realized how good it felt just to be rubbed like that, and I decided I was ready to have my first experience today.
Having made up my mind, I confessed, "This is my first time..." Mike was surprised, but he took my hand and led me to a secluded spot behind the rocks. I could see Emily with John in the distance, and Mike whispered in my ear, "It's okay," and kissed me.
Following Mike's lead, I placed my hands on the rock, turned around, and stuck out my hips. His tongue traced my spine, sometimes intensely, sometimes slowly, moving down to my backside. He gently pulled down my bikini and continued to lick my backside, touching and licking me. Even though I never got this wet from masturbation, being touched by a man made me wetter than I had ever experienced.
Mike asked, "Can I put it in?" I nodded, and he entered me slowly. It didn't hurt, but I felt full, and the sensation was overwhelming. I was aware of Mike inside me, feeling his hardness, size, and heat, rubbing and thrusting, leaving me in a daze. His hands moved from my waist to my breasts, touching my nipples with his fingers, and I felt lightheaded.
The thrusting gradually became faster, and I felt a mix of slight pain and intense pleasure. As he thrust deeper, he stimulated me, and I couldn't help but let out sounds. I tried to hold back, worried someone might hear, but with each thrust, I let out breathy moans, surprising myself.
The pleasure increased with Mike's hardness, size, and heat, and I could hear the lewd sounds from our bodies. I couldn't control my voice anymore, and I didn't care if anyone heard. I was just seeking the pleasure of being a woman. Around that time, Mike said, "I'm coming," and I felt him release inside me. I could feel the pulsing inside.
We stayed connected for a while, but when Mike pulled out, I realized he hadn't used protection. I was shocked and almost cried, but Mike kissed me, silencing me, and played with my breasts. My mind went blank again.
When the kiss ended, there was a string of saliva. Mike was hard again and asked, "Can we do it again?" I shook my head. He then asked me to use my mouth, but I was reluctant to put something so big and covered in fluids in my mouth. I closed my eyes and took it in.
It tasted bad, and since I had never done it before, I couldn't make him finish, and my jaw got tired. In the end, I had to calm him down by letting him enter me again. A second time inside...
Afterward, we went into the sea to wash each other. I felt sore.
Later...
Emily contracted an STD. And I got pregnant. It was a costly price to pay for a summer memory.
Emily, taking the initiative, wrapped her arm around one of the guys, John, and said she wanted to be alone with him. They went off behind some rocks. I wasn't as bold, but somehow, I got caught up in the smooth talk of the other guy, Mike. Before I knew it, I had taken off my T-shirt, and he was applying oil on me. He rubbed the oil up to the inside of my bikini thighs, and I felt my heart race as I noticed I was getting a little wet.
Mike, observing my reaction, gradually slipped his hand inside my bikini. When I called him a "perv," his hand was already gently touching me. Mike was also getting hard, and I found myself unconsciously touching him.
Mike started kissing my neck, playing with my nipples and touching me over my bikini. He moved his hips slowly, rubbing against me. Although I was a virgin, I realized how good it felt just to be rubbed like that, and I decided I was ready to have my first experience today.
Having made up my mind, I confessed, "This is my first time..." Mike was surprised, but he took my hand and led me to a secluded spot behind the rocks. I could see Emily with John in the distance, and Mike whispered in my ear, "It's okay," and kissed me.
Following Mike's lead, I placed my hands on the rock, turned around, and stuck out my hips. His tongue traced my spine, sometimes intensely, sometimes slowly, moving down to my backside. He gently pulled down my bikini and continued to lick my backside, touching and licking me. Even though I never got this wet from masturbation, being touched by a man made me wetter than I had ever experienced.
Mike asked, "Can I put it in?" I nodded, and he entered me slowly. It didn't hurt, but I felt full, and the sensation was overwhelming. I was aware of Mike inside me, feeling his hardness, size, and heat, rubbing and thrusting, leaving me in a daze. His hands moved from my waist to my breasts, touching my nipples with his fingers, and I felt lightheaded.
The thrusting gradually became faster, and I felt a mix of slight pain and intense pleasure. As he thrust deeper, he stimulated me, and I couldn't help but let out sounds. I tried to hold back, worried someone might hear, but with each thrust, I let out breathy moans, surprising myself.
The pleasure increased with Mike's hardness, size, and heat, and I could hear the lewd sounds from our bodies. I couldn't control my voice anymore, and I didn't care if anyone heard. I was just seeking the pleasure of being a woman. Around that time, Mike said, "I'm coming," and I felt him release inside me. I could feel the pulsing inside.
We stayed connected for a while, but when Mike pulled out, I realized he hadn't used protection. I was shocked and almost cried, but Mike kissed me, silencing me, and played with my breasts. My mind went blank again.
When the kiss ended, there was a string of saliva. Mike was hard again and asked, "Can we do it again?" I shook my head. He then asked me to use my mouth, but I was reluctant to put something so big and covered in fluids in my mouth. I closed my eyes and took it in.
It tasted bad, and since I had never done it before, I couldn't make him finish, and my jaw got tired. In the end, I had to calm him down by letting him enter me again. A second time inside...
Afterward, we went into the sea to wash each other. I felt sore.
Later...
Emily contracted an STD. And I got pregnant. It was a costly price to pay for a summer memory.
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