My First Lover Ten Pt 02

Ten (Keith) and I made out for what seemed like hours. The beer was affecting my judgment though so it could have been much shorter or longer. People around us seemed to ignore the scene we were making and for the most part we were lost in our own little world.

At some point his hand slipped under my shirt to feel my boobs over my t-shirt. My breasts were pretty large and responsive at 18 and I loved any attention given to them. I could feel my nipples harden at his touch and felt him moan against my mouth as he discovered how quickly they puckered. As I was responding to his touch he dared to slip his hand under my shirt and fondle me through my bra. Again, the alcohol affected my judgment but mostly I was feeling very free and willing. I certainly wasn't going to stop him that quickly.

After a while he moved to my side and pulled me to him. We were laying on a mixture of hay and dirt but I didn't mind. It was my most erotic experience to date and I wasn't going to complain about it. As we continued to kiss, he took my hand and moved it to his belt buckle. I had never felt an erection before but I was willing and ready. Together we unbuckled his belt and opened his jeans enough so my hand easily slipped into his briefs. The head of his cock was velvety and much softer than I thought it would be. I really wanted to see it and but it was far too dark and there were too many people around to move closer to the fire. Feeling his hardness was enough though. It was so stiff and thick. I imagined licking it and sucking on it and hoped I would get a chance soon.

Before long a few partiers came close to where we were making out. They teased about us, although I don't think they could actually see my hand in his pants or his hand up my shirt. They could see enough to know that something was going on though. Mutually we stopped what we were doing and he whispered to me, "Do you want to go up to the house? We could have more privacy there."

I was torn but too turned on to give in to common sense. "Sure. Let's go," was my eager reply.

The house was up a long and very dark hill. It took us a while to get there since we stopped often to make out and grope each other. As we got close he took my hand and led me right inside. He must have known his way around because he easily found an empty bedroom for us to use. The room was small but comfortable and included the only real essential - a door. He placed a chair against the doorknob for additional privacy and then sat me down on the edge of the bed.

He sat next to me, took my hand and said, "Julia, we don't have to do anything you're not comfortable doing. I want to do everything with you but we don't have to and I really want you to decide how far we go. I promise I will respect what you tell me."

I looked in his eyes as he spoke and believed he meant what he said. He was very tender and kind and although I was feeling pretty nervous, I wanted to be with him. The fact that he was sweet only made me want it more.

Instead of answering him, I leaned in and kissed him. My tongue reached out to lick his lips as my arms went around him. Together we laid back on the bed with his leg covering mine. I felt his fingers fumbling with the knot in my shirt so I helped him and finished taking off my tops. My bra was already pushed aside from his previous groping and I heard him moan as he leaned his head down to bury his face between my large tits. My fingers twined in his hair as he began to lick, kiss and suck my hardened nipples. It seemed like he would be happy to stay there forever and I wasn't going to argue but still, I wanted so much more.

Gently I pushed him onto his back and got off the bed. Holding his gaze, I unbuttoned my jeans and dropped them along with my panties. My socks were the last thing to go and I stood before him completely naked. Amazingly I wasn't self conscience, just horny and very excited.

Leaning over to help him remove his clothes gave him the chance to squeeze my breasts and grab my naked ass. I kept moving though, intent on stripping him completely. When I pulled his jeans down along with the briefs he wore, I gasped at how perfect he looked. His hard cock pointed upward and was so much bigger than I imagined it would be. My only exposure to a cock up to that point was a quick peek as my brother ran down the hall after a shower. I never thought it was much to look at. Ten sure was though. His cock was amazing and I couldn't stop myself from staring at it.

So there we were, naked and alone, him flat on his back and me standing on the floor in front of his knees. He laughed softly when he realized I was staring at his cock and said, "You can touch it if you want to. What do you want to do with it?"

That was just the invitation I needed. I spread his knees and moved between them. Gently I reached out and grasped the hard rod, moving the smooth skin up and down. My only education about sex had come from friends and at that moment I was glad I had listened to them talk about hand jobs and blowjobs. A small drop of liquid sat on the tip of the head and I leaned over and licked it off. His breath caught in surprise and I think mine did too! I was being much more daring than I had thought I would be for my first time.

Being so close to his hard, hot cock made me hungry for more so I leaned in and began to lick the head. Around the lip of the head my tongue swirled over and over. I gauged my actions on how he was responding and soon his hips were bucking with every lick and suck and kiss. The velvety skin was addicting and I couldn't get enough of him.

My tongue ran the length of his hardness seeking his balls. A girlfriend had once told me that licking and sucking on a man's balls was a sure way to get whatever I wanted. I didn't know if it was true and at that point I didn't care. I just wanted to try it, taste him and see his response. Tentatively I reached out and tongued his heavy balls. The scent was so masculine and intoxicating. Soon I was sucking on one of them and then the other. Softly at first and then with growing intensity. His fingers dug into my hair and pressed me harder against him. After a time he cried out loudly and came. Of course with this being my first experience with a man's ejaculation, I was a little overwhelmed but also pleased that I had given him so much pleasure.

After a minute he grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up on the bed next to him. He placed me on his side and kissed me hard. His hand smoothed my hair and he apologized about cumming in it. I hadn't even noticed. I lay molded to his side as he gently rubbed my back. I remember thinking, 'Is that all there is?' I remember being nervous that he was done and I wouldn't experience all that I had heard about.

I shouldn't have worried. We weren't done.

Part 3 to follow.