I Was a Virgin

An 18-years-old virgin boy is obsessed about having his first time be special. He already knows who his "it" should be, and one day he gets lucky.


6. Inside

I could feel my face getting red, sweat starting to form, my body shaking. I didn't even know if I'd be able to utter a word. What was I supposed to do now? I had been given a chance and didn't even know what that meant! We sat at the sofa in the living room and she just stared at me for a while. She was smiling, but you could tell she was waiting for me to do something. Finally she looked at me in the eyes with her cute face and said: “I know you're nervous, and now I am nervous as well. For some reason I really want you. So if you don't want me to feel terrible about this, please kiss me already.” That was it, I had to do it. I moved my head towards her's, saw her close her eyes, closed mine as well, and it happened. Our lips were one against the other. We started slightly tilting our heads from one side to the other as ours lips rubbed against each other. Then our mouths started opening and our tongues touched a bit. It was the best feeling I'd ever had in my life, and it was just about to get better.

After about five minutes of intensively kissing things started heating up too much and she suggested showing me her room. I nodded and she stood up and grabbed me by the hand taking me with her. We got into the room and then she said: “I don't usually do this, but I feel like with you it's different since I've known you like me for a while.” Then she took off her shirt and waited for me to do the same. A few seconds later we were both naked staring at each other. Her breasts were even better than I had imagined. Then I finally felt comfortable, like I wasn't the only one who wanted this, and walked up to her and kissed her in such a manner that we eventually fell against the bed. Our bodies were rubbing against each other. Our lips touching. And then I was inside her. I felt like nothing could separate us at that moment, like we were part of each other. It kept on for a few minutes, and when we were done I felt like the happiest man alive and I fell asleep with my naked body hugging Lisa's until, eventually, she fell asleep as well.

About two hours must have passed until all of a sudden we were awaken by a repetitive and aggressive sound coming from the front door. We realized it was Lisa's sister who had probably been knocking on the door for a while and Lisa tells me to dress and stay in the room as she puts on a robe and goes out. Then she comes back, looks at me trying to put my pants on, and sticks her hand down there before I can zip the pants up. She smiles, kisses me, and tells me she loves me.

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