I Remember Giving My 1st *******
Both Michael and I were 16 years old. We were on the couch in his parent’s basement watching American Pie or some teen movie. We were in our usually spooning position, underneath the blanket ( we thought we were so sneaky), we never knew when his parents may walk down the stairs (that could be embarrassing :) )!
Anyways, it must have gotten to a sexy party because I felt his **** stiffen underneath his basketball shorts against my butt. I then felt his right hand squeeze my breast real quick and his left hand slip underneath my skirt grabbing my *** which my thong did very little to cover (to put the story in perspective, we had already had sex prior to this story happening so foreplay, fingering and handjobs weren’t anything we hadn’t done before). I reached my hand behind my back and slipped it down his shorts grabbing his erect ****,
I then began rubbing my tight little *** against his erect penis. I could feel him enjoying it because he was thrusting back.
I quickly rolled over, I used my other hand to pull his face to mine and we began to make out I could feel his hand in overdrive now underneath my t-shirt but over my bra, grasping my 34B breasts. He pulled his hand from my *** and brushed my hair off of my face, hesitating briefly to tickle my earlobes (a sweet spot of mine), his hand then returned underneath the blanket where he slid my thong to the side and slipped his pointer and index finger in my now moist *****, this caught me by surprise as I let out a little yelp. He thrust his **** forward rubbing it aginst my **** which was enough to get me to let out a soft moan, I punched his shoulder in a playful manner and whispered “Michael, you’re parents are upstairs, they could hear us, you know how loud I am.”
He replied, “Well how do you suppose we fix the problem, because you definitely got me started.”
To which I answered, “Sit down and lean back, I have a surprise for you.”
He quickly complied with my demand, he sat upright with his back against the couch, his fully erect penis standing at full attention like a skyscraper inside his shorts. I stood up, adjusted my skirt back to it’s proper position, pulled my t-shirt back down over my bra. I then put my hair into a pony tail and threw the blanket to the side. I leaned over so he could get a glimpse of my cleavage, gave him a big wet kiss and quickly dropped my knees to the carpeted floor. I grabbed his shorts and boxers and quickly slid them down his muscular legs (getting them over his **** was a little difficult though).
With his shorts at his ankles I worked my way up his inner thighs with my mouth while circling the base of his shaft with one hand, my other slid up his shirt over his abs (he has the best abs). I got to the base of his shaft with my mouth and circled it with my tongue, I then slid my tongue to the underside of his shaft and licked it’s entire length, swirling around his girth at the head. I then plunged in and shoved his length as far into my mouth as I could and went to town for what seemed like a good ten minutes, his hands guiding my head by my ponytail the entire way. His entire **** gliding in and out my mouth had soaked my thong as I grew more and more horny. I came up for air and said “Michael, I want you in me now.”
He said “Remember what you said about…”
“I don’t care” I whispered as I cut him off. I stood up, spun around, hiked up my skirt, pulled my thong to the side and sat down taking his whole **** in one fell swoop. It felt so good filling my tight little ***** (I’d only had sexy about 5 times at this point, all with him). I was bouncing up and down, I could feel my moans getting louder, he was definitely getting closer because he was meeting my thrusts with his own, slamming his entire 7” into my hole. I was getting ready to explode when I heard the door to the basement open, I quickly jumped off his ****, grabbed the blanket and we both laid down underneath it exposed pretending to watch the movie.
It was his mom, she was coming down to “change the laundry.” I’m certain she must have heard us, either way, once she went back up Michael and I broke out into laughter, he then asked me “Did you grab my shorts.”
“No” I replied, “Oh ****, there they are.” I said with a grin as I pointed to his shorts and boxers on the floor . He must of kicked them off mid-thrust.
Regardless, we quickly finished up what we started before any more interruptions could occur.
That’s the story of my first BJ.
Anyways, it must have gotten to a sexy party because I felt his **** stiffen underneath his basketball shorts against my butt. I then felt his right hand squeeze my breast real quick and his left hand slip underneath my skirt grabbing my *** which my thong did very little to cover (to put the story in perspective, we had already had sex prior to this story happening so foreplay, fingering and handjobs weren’t anything we hadn’t done before). I reached my hand behind my back and slipped it down his shorts grabbing his erect ****,
I then began rubbing my tight little *** against his erect penis. I could feel him enjoying it because he was thrusting back.
I quickly rolled over, I used my other hand to pull his face to mine and we began to make out I could feel his hand in overdrive now underneath my t-shirt but over my bra, grasping my 34B breasts. He pulled his hand from my *** and brushed my hair off of my face, hesitating briefly to tickle my earlobes (a sweet spot of mine), his hand then returned underneath the blanket where he slid my thong to the side and slipped his pointer and index finger in my now moist *****, this caught me by surprise as I let out a little yelp. He thrust his **** forward rubbing it aginst my **** which was enough to get me to let out a soft moan, I punched his shoulder in a playful manner and whispered “Michael, you’re parents are upstairs, they could hear us, you know how loud I am.”
He replied, “Well how do you suppose we fix the problem, because you definitely got me started.”
To which I answered, “Sit down and lean back, I have a surprise for you.”
He quickly complied with my demand, he sat upright with his back against the couch, his fully erect penis standing at full attention like a skyscraper inside his shorts. I stood up, adjusted my skirt back to it’s proper position, pulled my t-shirt back down over my bra. I then put my hair into a pony tail and threw the blanket to the side. I leaned over so he could get a glimpse of my cleavage, gave him a big wet kiss and quickly dropped my knees to the carpeted floor. I grabbed his shorts and boxers and quickly slid them down his muscular legs (getting them over his **** was a little difficult though).
With his shorts at his ankles I worked my way up his inner thighs with my mouth while circling the ba
He said “Remember what you said about…”
“I don’t care” I whispered as I cut him off. I stood up, spun around, hiked up my skirt, pulled my thong to the side and sat down taking his whole **** in one fell swoop. It felt so good filling my tight little ***** (I’d only had sexy about 5 times at this point, all with him). I was bouncing up and down, I could feel my moans getting louder, he was definitely getting closer because he was meeting my thrusts with his own, slamming his entire 7” into my hole. I was getting ready to explode when I heard the door to the ba
It was his mom, she was coming down to “change the laundry.” I’m certain she must have heard us, either way, once she went back up Michael and I broke out into laughter, he then asked me “Did you grab my shorts.”
“No” I replied, “Oh ****, there they are.” I said with a grin as I pointed to his shorts and boxers on the floor . He must of kicked them off mid-thrust.
Regardless, we quickly finished up what we started before any more interruptions could occur.
That’s the story of my first BJ.
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