He wanted his cock in my cunt

fucked me. It was shortly after that first clumsy fuck in a dark park very late on our way back from a disco. We'd been going out a few months, and he'd started making it quite clear it was about time he got more than his fingers inside my panties, i.e. he wanted to get his cock inside my cunt.

To be honest, I'd been frightened if it would hurt. I was turned on by the idea of having a man's cock inside me, but was making him wait. It happened the best way to get these things done, whilst I was drunk. I think the crafty bastard had avoided drinking much that night, telling me his stomach didn't feel too good, just so he knew he'd have no problem getting it up. Meanwhile he had me on bottle after bottle of some Alco pop that night.

So to get to the point of this story, it was just a short walk back from the disco to my parents' house. When he guided me into the park near their home, I didn't resisted at all. Soon my panties were off and his cock was inside me, fucking me. I suppose really he was a gentleman, quite gentle, but I don't rightly remember because of the drink. I think it was over quickly, but again, I not sure if that was just the drink altering my sense of time. Anyway, the good thing is that it didn't hurt, again doubtless thanks to the drink.

So we'd decided to book a vacation a couple of weeks later, so we could take our time and me actually remember the fuck. We'd booked a flat by the beach for a week, so I figured if things didn't get to sore, that'd make at least seven fucks.

So I told Simon I was shy about next-door hearing he and me'd have to wait until they went out. I can tell you, he wasn't too pleased, I could feel his erection pushing up against my tummy and he was obviously feeling pretty randy. So I'd whispered to him (in case next door heard me) that if he waited till they'd gone out, I'd give him head - something else I hadn't actually done yet. That did the trick, and he agreed he'd be patient.

We sat on the sofa and watched some boring soap opera. He kept touching my thigh and trying to put his hand up my mini skirt. I kept stopping him. Eventually, Simon said, "For fucks sake, let's go for a walk."

So we'd gone for a walk, we'd looked round the shops. We came back a couple of hours later. I remember letting Simon make it worse for himself by me going in front of him going up the stairs. The dirty bastard hung back well behind me just so he could see up my mini as I went up.

Fuck me, next door was still in and moving around! We played chess, wasted some more time. They were still there.

Now Simon was getting pretty pissed, I thought he might even walk out on me and go back home. So I figured it was best I suck cock for the first time, I'd just have to be patient and wait to be fucked another day.

"Simon," I whispered seductively," I'll just have to make it up to you."

He smiled, I think he'd guessed straight away what I intended. I led him over to the bed and we fell on it side by side. His hands were all over me, and mine all over him. He reached up inside the back of my top and unhooked my bra. Pretty impressive, as he was'nt that experienced with women either. Then his hands were round the front, cupping my tits, rubbing them, rubbing my nipples.

I was getting breathless, but making myself stay quiet. We pulled my top of together, and I slipped my bra off, dropping it to the floor beside the bed. I noticed the bedsprings were creaking, which make me shy and nervous again. I asked Simon if he'd like to come over to the sofa for me. "Sure," he said.

"Sit down," I said and he sat on the sofa. I'd been nervous about what his semen would taste like - some of my more forward girl friends at school had said it tastes pretty disgusting. So I stopped off at the fridge to pore some juice. Simons face lit up when he saw this, I think now he was sure he knew what I was going to do.

On the way back to the sofa, I became aware of the fact I was topless. Actually, Simon was obviously staring at my tits, and I could see the large bulge in the front of his jeans. You're probably realising as you read this what a nervous person I was - scared of being fucked, nervous about making a noise, shy about being topless, and perhaps the worst of all, shit scared what Simon's semen would taste like.

Then he had to make it even worse. "I want to see your pussy now," he said." I've hardly even touched it before, now I want to see it as."

"No, I'm shy," I told him, and knelt on the sofa by him and started kissing him to change the subject and stop him from so obviously staring at my naked breasts. Straight away the crafty bastard had pulled my panties down as far as they could go, bearing in mind I was kneeling. Then he'd undone my skirt even more expertly than he'd undone my bra (he was learning fast), and it joined my panties trapped just above my knees.

This I didn't mind too much as although I was now essentially naked, attention was not being focused on my nude breasts and now pussy as well. Somehow, soon after, whilst we'd moved around each other, kissing and groping on the sofa, I'd lost my clothes completely whilst he still had his on. I was now completely naked. (Click below to continue)