Straight Female / 30
In my early teens my parents took an assignment overseas. That first summer my parents invited my boy cousin to come spend a few weeks with us, take him around to see the sights and expose him to life abroad. That was weekend stuff, during the week we were home and the most things we did was watch television.
He was on the floor on his back and I walked up to him to ask him a question, I had on a skirt and he told me he could see my panties. I grabbed my skirt and walked backwards away from him but he crawled over to me and grabbed my leg and the next thing I know I was on my back and he was on top of me. He held me down with his chest while his hands worked my skirt up and he started to push my panties down. He then bit my tit, and when I reacted he pulled my panties off and I was on my back and he was looking square on at my pussy.
The blood was rushing through me, he had his hands on my knees and I tried to keep them together but he won out and he opened my legs until I was splayed out and he stared at my pussy. His hands went down the inside of my thighs until he got to my pussy and he ran his hand over my pubes and then his finger up and down my slit. He held my thighs apart and leaned down and his tongue pushed into my pussy and he started licking, finding my vagina he started to push his tongue into me. After a few moments he got up on his knees and really ate me out.
He stood on his knees starting at my pussy, he told me what it looked like and that he could see my hole. He undid his pants and his penis was erect. He leaned down on me and I put my arms around his neck and I felt his penis penetrate me and he fucked me slowly asking me if it felt good. He pulled out from time to time to eat me and then back on me to fuck me. He got on me one last time and he fucked me and he smiled at me while he came.
After than afternoon on the living room rug we fucked on the bed, both of us naked. He liked opening my legs and looking at my pussy, I would lay with my legs wide apart and let him look. I liked it, I liked having my legs open and laying naked with him. I learned to get him hard by pulling on his penis and stroking him, sometimes sucking him. Once he was hard I waited for him to get on and fuck me.
Those three weeks was the best sex I have ever had. I try to recreate it, but it just isn't there. The best I can do is lay naked on my bed and open my legs and use a toy and recreate the feeling in my mind. I have to accept that sex at thirteen and sex at thirty just isn't the same thing.
He was on the floor on his back and I walked up to him to ask him a question, I had on a skirt and he told me he could see my panties. I grabbed my skirt and walked backwards away from him but he crawled over to me and grabbed my leg and the next thing I know I was on my back and he was on top of me. He held me down with his chest while his hands worked my skirt up and he started to push my panties down. He then bit my tit, and when I reacted he pulled my panties off and I was on my back and he was looking square on at my pussy.
The blood was rushing through me, he had his hands on my knees and I tried to keep them together but he won out and he opened my legs until I was splayed out and he stared at my pussy. His hands went down the inside of my thighs until he got to my pussy and he ran his hand over my pubes and then his finger up and down my slit. He held my thighs apart and leaned down and his tongue pushed into my pussy and he started licking, finding my vagina he started to push his tongue into me. After a few moments he got up on his knees and really ate me out.
He stood on his knees starting at my pussy, he told me what it looked like and that he could see my hole. He undid his pants and his penis was erect. He leaned down on me and I put my arms around his neck and I felt his penis penetrate me and he fucked me slowly asking me if it felt good. He pulled out from time to time to eat me and then back on me to fuck me. He got on me one last time and he fucked me and he smiled at me while he came.
After than afternoon on the living room rug we fucked on the bed, both of us naked. He liked opening my legs and looking at my pussy, I would lay with my legs wide apart and let him look. I liked it, I liked having my legs open and laying naked with him. I learned to get him hard by pulling on his penis and stroking him, sometimes sucking him. Once he was hard I waited for him to get on and fuck me.
Those three weeks was the best sex I have ever had. I try to recreate it, but it just isn't there. The best I can do is lay naked on my bed and open my legs and use a toy and recreate the feeling in my mind. I have to accept that sex at thirteen and sex at thirty just isn't the same thing.
