when I had my first orgasm. I had been working part time after school for a year or so and I was still living with my parents, my two younger sisters and one of my brothers.
At the time I was 5’3”, my measurements were probably about 31b-19-32, I had straight shoulder length black hair and milky white pale skin. I have small delicate facial features, hazel eyes and large straight top teeth. I was kind of pretty at the time, but still fairly scrawny and gangly, like most teenage girls.
Up until then I had only ever kissed a few boys, but I had never had a serious boyfriend, never made out with a boy and no boy had ever seen my naked body or touched me in any of my private areas.
One day, I had just gotten home from school when my parents had to go out for a while and pick up my sisters from their school. My brother was also at work at the time so I was home all alone.
Since I had only just gotten home I was still in my school uniform, which consisted of a cream button up short sleeve shirt with a short maroon tie, a maroon skirt that came to just above my knee and white ankle high socks with black leather lace up shoes. As I walked further into my house I took off my school shoes and socks and then went and sat in the living room.
I sat on our living room couch watching TV for a while, but then after just a few minutes I heard the door bell ring, so I turned the TV off, got up and went to the front door. To my suprise, standing there was this boy I had only met briefly once before a while ago through some work friends. I remembered we had only talked for a few minutes, but we had both mentioned where we lived since we discovered that we actually lived in the same street. He was also in senior high school, but he went to school a few suburbs away. He was obviously on his way home because he was still in his uniform and was still carrying his backpack.
“Oh hey, it’s you.” I exclaimed. I was a little suprised to see him on my door step, but I was also happy for the company, since I was home all by myself.
“Hey Rissa, how ya doin’?” he asked.
“I’m good.” I replied cheerfully.
“How was ya day?”
“It was alright.” I answered.
“Are you home alone?”
“Yeah I am, and I’m really bored; do you wanna come in?” I asked him.
“Yeah sure.” He answered as he put his school bag down. I opened the front door and let him into the house, then we both went into the living room and sat on the couch in front of the TV.
As I was about to put the TV on we got talking to each other, just about school and work and stuff, but the chat distracted us enough that we didn’t need to watch anything. We talked pretty comfortably for a few minutes, then he started to flirt a little, not that I noticed at the time. After a few more minutes of friendly chatting we paused in silence, we were only quite for a few seconds and then he looked me right in the face and asked:
“Yeah?” I answered.
“Can I kiss you?” he asked. For a second I didn’t know what to say. On the one hand I hardly knew this boy, but on the other hand I wondered what it would feel like and I wanted to know, plus he had seemed really nice so far and he made me laugh a lot too, not to mention he was pretty easy on the eyes.
“Yeah, if you like.” I answered softly. Then he lent in slowly for a kiss and I moved forward a little to meet him, our lips met and we kissed softly, but passionately. After that first kiss I lunged forward for another, then he lunged back for another and we started making out.
As we kissed passionately he gently cupped my breast with his hand and then sqeezed it firmly a couple of times. He ran his hand around from my breast to my back, then slowly down my back and onto my bum. He gave my ass a little squeeze and I moaned into him, then he gave me a gentle spank and I creamed myself with a hard shudder. With that he lifted his hand from my ass and placed it on my knee, we kissed passionately sticking our tounges into each other’s mouths and hungrily devouring each other’s lips. His hand stayed on my knee, unmoving for about a minute, then slowly his hand crept up my leg towards my thigh, then up my thigh and into my skirt. He slid his hand up my thigh, past my hip and around into my panties and onto my ass. I shoved my mouth into his as I clutched his back and held him to myself, he kept his hand on my bum and gave it a firm squeeze every few seconds.
As our kissing intensified he slid his hand from my bum around my hip, across my thigh and onto my crotch. I let out a loud moan and threw my head back as my whole body quivered violently, but I grabbed his wrist to stop him from going any further.
“Not here...” I said breathlessly. He nodded and in one swift move he grabbed me by the hand and dragged me off the couch and into the nearest bedroom, my parent’s bedroom.
“I’ve never done anything like this before...” I told him timidly as we were making our way to my parent’s bedroom.
“Good.” He replied bluntly. I’m not sure why I told him that, maybe just in case I was really awkward or did something embarrassing.
We got to the edge of my parent’s bed and stoped to face each other. As he put his hands on my waist I put mine on his back and we lunged towards each other shoving our lips togther with passionate lust. With his hands still on my waist he pulled me closer so we were body to body, then he ran his hands around and down onto my ass and he started squeezing it firmly again. After a while he slid his hands around to my hips, down my thighs and to the bottom of my skirt, then he ran them back up into my skirt, up my thighs and onto my hips.
We stopped our kissing for a second and I dropped back down onto the bed and he dropped on top of me. We started to make out some more, rubbing our hands all over each other as we edged our way further to the middle of the bed. When we got there we made out for a few minutes more, then he rolled off a little to the side and layed beside me, still making out with me.
As we kissed deeply he slipped his finger into the gap in my tie and dragged down untieing it from around my neck. He grabbed one side of the tie and pulled it away from my collar and tossed it onto the floor. While continuing his hungrily passsionate kisses, he smoothly ran his hand down from my neck to my chest, then he casually began to unbutton my shirt, one button at a time using only the one hand, being careful not to expose me before each button was open. After he undid the final button at the bottom of my shirt he ran his hand back up to my chest and pulled my shirt wide open to reveal my bra and naked belly, he grabbed both side of my open shirt and pulled it off me as I arched my back upwards to help him in the process.
Right away he layed down again and got back to making out with me. As we kissed each other forcefully he put his hand on my naked tummy and started to stroke my skin lightly with his finger tips. As his fingers ran over my naked skin I quivered with pleasure and broke out in goosebumps all over my body while I let out light whimpers and muffled gasps of ecstasy.
After a while he stopped stroking me and he ran his hand around to my back. Using only the one hand he took hold of the back of my bra and unclipped it, then he ran his hand back around to my chest and gently pulled my bra off as I lifed my arms up so he could get the straps over them. Now I was nearly naked, all I had left on was my school skirt and my panties.
Still kissing me on the mouth, he reached down with his right hand and placed it lightly on the inside of my knee, then slowly but surely his hand crept up my leg, up my inner thigh and into my skirt. I wasn't sure what to do but I didn’t want him to stop, so I spread my legs just a little bit, not really to help but just to let him know I wanted him to keep going. As we continued to make out, he slipped my panties off and then licked his fingers to get them wet. Then he stopped kissing me and pulled his head back to look me in the eyes, and I staired back at him not saying anything.
Then, without breaking eye contact, he put his two wet fingers directly onto my clit, knowing exactly where it was and just how to touch it, and he started to rub his fingers against it in quick consistant circles.
As we staired into each other's faces I tried to control myself, but what he was doing felt so good I let out a deep moan and my face contorted really embarrasingly from the pleaure. As he kept going my breathing got quicker and quicker, then I couldn't keep one of my eyes open, then I couldn't keep either of them open, I shut both my eyes tightly as my nostrils flared and contracted over and over again. My mouth hung open and my jaw twisted from side to side as I desperately sucked in air with short quick bursts.
“Don’t stop...” I pleaded in a hurried tone between my rapid breaths.
“Yeah you like that baby?” he whispered deeply.
“Yes...” I replied in a breathless rush, too overcome with intense pleasure to say anything else.
Then, after only about 2 minutes I felt it coming, a huge explosion of ecstasy was just about to errupt inside of me for the first time ever. As it got closer and closer my breathing got louder and faster, then when it was only seconds away I warned him with a loud breathless moan of shock and gratitude "...I'm gonna cum!..."
Then my body froze and went stiff for a few seconds, then it hit me like an explosion and I came, hard. I threw my head back in ecstacy and I moaned loudly over and over and over again after each and every contraction. I arched my back high, clutched the bed sheets tightly with my hands and thrust my crotch against his hand as the orgasm he had given me washed over my whole body, all the way down my quivering legs and down to my clentching toes. I couldn’t control myself, the pathetic noises I was making, the embaressing contorted faces I was pulling and the jyrations of my body were all totally involentary, just the effects of the earth shattering intense pleasure overwhelming all my senses.
As I writhed in ecstacy beneath him he held me in his arms and kept his hand pressed firmly against my quivering pussy as it pulsated against his palm. Then finally after about a quater of a minute the pleasure began to subside and I started to relax my body. I opened my eyes and collapsed my back down flat onto the bed. My moaning subsided to just soft moans, then stoped altogether as I began taking deep breaths, my chest and belly heaving during each one.
We laid in silence for a couple of minutes while I got my breath and my senses back. I was tingling all over and I almost couldn’t believe what he had just made me feel. I had just been given the first orgasm of my life and my emotions were all over the place, I was on the brink of laughing and crying and I even almost told him that I loved him, all because he made me cum for the first time.
Before long my breathing settled down to a normal level and I started to cool off. Then, after what seemed like only a few seconds, he got up off the bed and then turned to me as I watched him from where I was laying.
“Ok babe, I’ve gotta take off.” He told me casually.
“Oh, can’t you stay?” I asked him meekly.
“Nah sorry, I’ve gotta get home.” He insisted.
“No...stay with me...” I pleaded hopelessly.
“Sorry babe I can’t, I’ve gotta be home for dinner with my parents.” He explained.
“Oh, yeah, ok then, well that’s alright.” I agreed submissively, not sure if I actually believed him or whether I just wanted to.
“Yeah, alright well I’ll see you around then Riss.” He said as he turned and headed for the door.
"Ah yeah, sure, I'll see you later..." I replied in a dumb bewilldered overly friendly tone. As I lay there on my parent’s bed wearing nothing but my school skirt, I heard the front door open and then swing shut and close. Now I was really confused, I was still floating from the amazing orgasm I had just had, but I also felt ashamed and slutty for having let this boy I hardly knew use me like he did. At the time I was also confused about what kind of relationship he and I had now, while we had been making out I assumed that we would probably be boyfriend and girlfriend afterwards, then when he called me baby I thought that I was his baby, for longer than a few minutes that is. Looking back I should have known as soon as he got up and left so quickly that he didn’t want a relationship, but at the time I couldn’t see clearly enough to realize it.
After a few minutes I remembered that my parents and my brother and sisters would all be home soon, so I got up and put all my clothes back on and fixed my parent’s bed up so they wouldn’t notice I had been on it. When they all got back home I just acted as if I had been alone the whole time they were gone. Over the next few days and weeks I still held out hope that I might soon have a new boyfriend, and I would think about the great orgasm he gave me at least a hundred times everyday. Of course weeks and months past and I did see or hear from him at all, and then finally I totally gave up on him and just got on with my life.
I never saw him again after that day, not ever. As far as I could tell (since my work friends never asked me about it) he never told any of my work friends about what we had done that day and I didn't tell anyone else about it either, because I didn't know whether I felt really good or really embarressed about the whole thing. To this day, only he and I know that he was the boy who gave me my first orgasm.
This post has been edited by D M: Mon Jan 04, 2016 04:28 PM