I Have Been Fingered
I don't remember the build up to it all that well, I was young and had been drinking a LOT!
I was with the guy, a group of his friends, and one of my friends one night and we could tell that all the guys there were looking for sex, the whole thing quite excited me though, and I wasn't that shy because of the amount I'd had to drink.
He started asking me about myself, if I was interested in doing anything, and more importantly if I was interested in him. The two of us went off and were talking for a little bit when he started to come onto me really strongly. He wanted me to suck his ****, but being a virgin at the time and not previously having any sexual experiences, I wasnt too sure about it.
He could see that I wasnt keen on it, and asked me if I wanted him to finger me instead. I agreed. He laid me down on the floor as he pulled my tights down and slid his fingers in. I can still remember them being cold, we had been outside for a lot of the night and the coldness made the feeling even better.
I moaned from the enjoyment. He told me if I liked that then I would love having his **** inside me. Without any hesitation I agreed, so we went off and he ****** me from behind. The feeling was amazing, and from that point on I knew I loved sex!
I was with the guy, a group of his friends, and one of my friends one night and we could tell that all the guys there were looking for sex, the whole thing quite excited me though, and I wasn't that shy because of the amount I'd had to drink.
He started asking me about myself, if I was interested in doing anything, and more importantly if I was interested in him. The two of us went off and were talking for a little bit when he started to come onto me really strongly. He wanted me to suck his ****, but being a virgin at the time and not previously having any sexual experiences, I wasnt too sure about it.
He could see that I wasnt keen on it, and asked me if I wanted him to finger me instead. I agreed. He laid me down on the floor as he pulled my tights down and slid his fingers in. I can still remember them being cold, we had been outside for a lot of the night and the coldness made the feeling even better.
I moaned from the enjoyment. He told me if I liked that then I would love having his **** inside me. Without any hesitation I agreed, so we went off and he ****** me from behind. The feeling was amazing, and from that point on I knew I loved sex!