14 years ago I posted a couple of stories from my first sexual experience, which…
Midnight Surprises
He left the door unlocked when he left, just like I asked him. I open it quietly and creep in, hoping I won’t wake you. And there you are, lying on your back, halfway under the covers, sound asleep. I’m anxious to have you, but I want to savor this moment. I take everything in, the way your face looks in the moonlight from the window, your chest bare, your lips slightly open, as though you’re waiting for a kiss even in your dreams. I silently untie my pants and let them slip to the floor, leaving me in nothing but a t-shirt, yours actually, I suppose I should give it back eventually. I carefully climb up on to the bed and slide the blankets off of you and have to stifle a moan as I lower myself onto your warm body. You move slightly and I’m afraid I’ve waken you, but you go quiet again and I relax. Carefully, quietly, I remove the scarves I have wound around my wrist and tie them around yours. Slowly I bring your hands up above your head and tie the scarves on your wrists to the bed, then I smile, pleased with myself. You wake up as I’m sliding your shorts off, immediately you try to reach to stop me but of course your hands stay where they are. You start to speak but I silence your words with a kiss. My lips, soft and warm, instantly drive all thoughts of stopping me out of your mind as you start to imagine all the places you would like to feel them. I pull back, sooner than you would like, and settle myself on top of you. The feeling of my smooth bare skin against yours drives you wild and you long to touch me, you pull against the restraints, reaching for me. I pull the t-shirt over my head, my body stretched, naked before you, stops your breath. I toss the shirt to the floor and lay down on top of you. I nibble your ear and kiss your neck softly, then bite it suddenly, giving you chills. I run my hands through your hair, across your chest. I touch your face and touch my fingertips to your lips. None of that drives you as wild as when I start to touch myself. Sitting there, on top of you, my hands running over my perfect breasts, then down my body and disappearing between my legs. I slide myself down a little further and take your thick, hard cock in my hand. I put my mouth around it and the feeling of my warm breath makes you start to breathe a little harder, faster. I slide my tongue along the length of you before sliding you back into my mouth. I stroke you softly for a minute before I slide myself down on top of it and nearly collapse on top of you with the pleasure. It takes me a second to slowly slide down the length of it, moaning loudly. Finally I relax and lay down on top of you, you have your eyes closed so you don’t notice right away when I reach up to untie your hands. I release both of your hands at the same time and instantly they’re everywhere, all over me. One hand runs along my back, sliding down my thigh and back up to my ass. You grab me and pull me closer into you, slipping your tongue into my mouth. I feel your fingertips tracing along my side, lingering at my breast, you move your hand further down and slide it into the space between my hips and your stomach to find my hot, wet cunt. You rub my clit for a couple seconds, causing me to squirm and moan. I sit up and start riding you as you continue to run your hands over my naked body. You put your hand behind my back and roll over so you’re on top of me, you move in and out of me, hard, fast, kissing and biting every inch of me while you do so. I moan louder and louder until you finally can’t take it anymore. You shake and shudder and collapse on top of me, wrapping yourself around me protectively, soothingly. I fall asleep to the sound of your breathing, heavy and gradually slowing beside me.