It was with my then at the time boyfriend, Who I had met through my cousin, Sheena. I was seventeen and he was eighteen. His name was Patrick. He was not the usual type of guy I went for at the time. He was tall, built and a bad boy. He had blue eyes and brown hair.
It was a cool day in september and I was visiting my cousin for a week or two. Patrick and I had been dating for about a month by then, up to that point it had only been some messing around. I wanted more, I was tired of being a vrgin. We had the house to ourselves that day. Patrick and I were lying on the couch. It was one of those sectional couches with the big curve. We were lying cuddled in the curve of it, under a blanket, watching TV. Patrick kissed me, turned me to where I was facing him, slipped a hand under my shirt and undid my bra with one hand.
He disppeared under the cover and took one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking it and making swirls around it with his tongue. He had one of hands on the other nipple, pinching and rubbing. I felt several different emotions all at once, fear, excitement, even doubt.
The hand that wasnt on my nipples, was slowly carressing its was down my stomach, stopping at the top of my jeans. After unbuttoning my pants and unzipping them, he slid his hand down my pants and under my panties. He rubbed my clit with his index and middle finger, I let out a low moan.
I laid my hand on his chest and explored the hard muscles that quivered under my fingertips. My hand moved down his chest until it got to his jeans. I rubbed his cock though his jeans, finding that he was already hard. He turned his attention to one breast and then to the other, giving it the same attention as he gave the first.
I unbuttoned his pants and then unzipped his pants. I pulled his cock through the hole in his boxers and started moving my hand up and down his cock. He moaned and quit what he was doing.
Looking at me and throwing the covers off he said, "Let's take this to my room."
We got up and he led the way down the hall, to his room. Once in his room, he pushed me onto the bed, he got on the bed with me and started kissing me again. He grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head. I took my bra off and threw it in the floor. He took my pants off and threw them on the floor. My panties followed behind them. He moved to my breasts giving both the same amount of attention once more.
He left my breasts, took his jeans and boxers off and climbed back into bed. He braced himself on one arm above me, he used his hand to guide his cock in to my pussy. Before I could remind him to be easy, that I was still a virgin, he thrust into me.
Sliding all the way in with one thrust, I felt tears spring to my eyes.
He noticed and gathered me to him and said, "I'm so sorry baby, I forgot."
"I'm ok," I repiled
"You were just driving me crazy and I totally lost my mind, I'll be easy I swear," he told me.
I could tell he felt really bad about it, so I told him, "Baby, it's fine, I promise."
He kissed me and started to move in and out of my pussy, slow and easy.
