My First Time with a Boy
(m/f, virgin, size, oral, TRUE)by Kysa Braswell
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Since so many have asked about him over the past year, so I'm going to tell everyone about my first boyfriend. First he was white. I was 15 when we met at an arcade. He was 17 years old. I was playing Ms. Pac-Man (the only game I don't suck at), and he figured he'd see if I was any good.
Picture: Name-Raymond; 5'9, white, athletic-build, Marlboro Man face, 9.25" thick cock.
I didn't notice, but he had been talking to me while standing behind me. I lost the game and turned around to his handsome smile. He started talking again so I smiled and stopped him. Pulling up the notepad from around my neck I wrote, "I'm deaf, so write whatever you want here, okay?" Taken aback, he grinned broadly and wrote, "Hi, I was just saying you're pretty good at that." So we wrote back and forth for a while... yada/yada/yada...
I went home and thought about him. Handsome, short blondish, brown hair, athletic. Maybe I'll see him again.
So Kysa's in the arcade every day for the next week. Finally! He walks in on a Friday afternoon with a friend, comes up to me, and starts writing. I was flattered he felt he knew me, but he later sat with me at a nearby KFC and we each other wrote a bunch of questions, and eventually he asked if I wanted to go to the movies with him the next night. Of course, I wrote, 'yes' as in 'I can't wait!'
Anyway, jump to the next night. I wore a skirt just below mid-thigh length. During the movie, I had my legs crossed toward him, and he rested his left hand on my upper thigh the whole time. I was blushing and loving it!
After the movie, we (he) drove out to a small private lake where we kissed the night away. He was a okay kisser, but his hands were magical! He could slip underneath my breasts, between my legs, or on my ass in the subtlest ways. He was good with his hands, I thought! He got me home on time (big deal with Kysa's mom, trust me), and he asked if we could get together next weekend, too. Of course! was my answer.
Jump to the next weekend. We go to a pizza place where he complained about it being too loud - music, kids. Too bad he wasn't temporarily deaf, I thought. After the pizza, bam!, we're in the back seat of his car (he had a huge gas-guzzler - LTD/Custom 500 by Ford, I think '73), where we take up where we left off last weekend.
With his shirt already unbuttoned, he coaxes me out my shirt and bra when this glaze of lust just passes over his face. He was rough with my breasts, but actually if felt good, I thought. A girl needs to 'taken' and he could do it. We kiss forever it seems, and even though his hands are everywhere on me, I keep mine on his neck, shoulders, or back.
He leaned back and pulled me over onto him more, and grabbing my hand he placed it squarely on his crotch. I knew he was hard, but god! Here I was a virgin, never seen a cock before and now I'm sure this guy's going to let me see his. We kiss some more and during that he pulls his underwear down and this huge slab of cock meat pops out and slaps his belly hard.
I could see him laugh as my eyes grew big trying to take in this "sight" now before me. Grabbing my nearby hand, he wrapped my fingers around him. They wouldn't go all the way around. Wow! So with his hand on mine he motions how to jack him off. I do with a firm grip after he shows me how fast/slow he wants me to do it. We kissed some more and I backed away, still cock in hand, amazed, and impressed at his size and length.
My very thoughts at that moment were that cocks were very beautiful, and if this is what guys had in their pants, then I'm going to love dating, that's for sure! (What I later learned is that not ALL guys were hung like the one I had in my hands that night. But I honestly and naively thought that all guys were his size, and that his cock at over 9 inches was 'average.' I was in for some disappointments later.
Jump to the third date. It's a Friday night. His house. Parents gone for the weekend. (I'm skipping the minor details, okay?) Late that night after a video movie and some snacks. He kept calling them 'scooby-snacks' - what does that mean?
I had dressed comfortably, wearing blue jeans with an untucked lace white blouse. In his bedroom he wasted no time stripping me down to nothing and seating me on the edge of the bed. Then he started taking off his clothes. I'm smiling like, "ohmygod, what am I doing here?" He gets down to his undies and there's that huge hardon I saw and held last week, and true to form, he pulled his shorts just to the edge of his cockhead and then sproing!-whap! against his belly as its weight and length pulled it down to a 90-degree angle again.
Leaning down, he kissed me very passionately, making me instantly wet. Then leaning back, his hands glided up my breasts, neck, and through my hair, pointing that huge member right at my lips. I looked up at him, glassy-eyed, wishing I could write something right now. But he nodded once, and I lowered my head and just took in how beautiful his cock really was. It was fat, smooth, hard as a rock, capped with an ample cockhead, and anchored by balls that filled both of my small hands. I measured that I could stack four of my hands on top of each other down the length of his shaft and still have his cockhead sticking out! It had a slight downward curve in it. Even though now I love and adore uncut cocks, he was circumcised, by the way.
I sucked as best as I could, especially since I didn't know what I was doing. But I figured I'd treat it like a big lollipop and get his cock real wet with my saliva. Something I noticed up front was his precum. It was clear, slippery, and kept coming out, forming a big droplet that I licked off at the bottom of his cockhead. I held it up, noticing it reached a couple inches above his belly button. Gripping it with both hands, I jacked him slowly as my mouth and tongue massage his cockhead and an inch below it. I could never get very far on his cock.
I covered every square millimeter of his cock with my tongue. I was in worship-mode at this point. All the time he had his hands either in my hair or on my breasts, pulling my nipples. While it hurt, I didn't resist, though I did moan louder when he pinched or pulled too hard. I don't know how long I sucked him that night, but I felt his thighs and stomach muscles getting tense for almost a minute. During this time, he reached back and had two handfuls of my hair. I could feel his already fat cock hardening even further and expanding between my lips. He jerked back and unloaded a blast of cum that caught me off guard. Then almost a minute later I had a full mouthful of his cum, swallowing some, but it wasn't going down easy, since he kept his cock in my mouth the whole time he came. Trust me, it isn't easy with something THAT big in your mouth!
He pulled out, and swiped broad strokes across my lips and cheeks. Then his cock fell semi-hard between his thighs. Then he did the one thing that blew my mind that night - he French-kissed me even though I still had half a mouthful of cum!
As we laid in bed later, it didn't him long to get fully hard again. He spread my thighs, climbed closer to my pussy, his heavy cock bobbing and swaying underneath him, then he just planted his cockhead right between my lips with no hands and stopped. Looking me in the eyes, I was mouthing, "Slowly, please."
He heard me, but god did it stretch! He got an inch in and I stopped him, as I began to hyperventilate over being stretched so wide. He got another inch in and by that time I had both my hands on his hips and was crying now, asking him to stop. He pulled back to about an inch, leaned over and kissed me, reassuring me, being so nice this first time, then after he wiped my tears away, he reached between us and straightened his cock to go deeper, this time going to about the 4-inch mark.
I'm back to being out-of-breath and now I'm really crying, as he won't let up. I start beating his chest, and though he stops briefly, it's only a pause for him to readjust his angle and go another inch. I'm heaving and sobbing like a baby as I'm laying there being torn apart by this huge cock that is now hard as rock inside me. At this point I'm rethinking how 'beautiful' this cock really was. Again he pauses at the 5-6 inch mark and allows me to adjust to his size. We kiss and hug lovingly, and when I try to scrunch up the bed away from a couple of his inches, he grabs my thighs and repositions me underneath him.
I'll always love him and have a special place in my heart for him since he took my cherry. But still this was yet to be a wonderful experience as he continues stroking in and out of me, I'm crying, whimpering while he's giggling and smiling, saying it's going to be all right and not to worry. A few punch-strokes to about 7-8 inches makes me convulse and jerk upward in pain, then grabbing my hips, he just holds me down on his cock at about the 8-inch mark. I can't even see my eyes are so blurred with tears at this point.
Then, while leaning over to kiss me, he puts his right hand on my hip, rips the last 1+ inches into me, and holds himself there for several seconds. I'm holding my lower belly and still crying even more loudly now. He strokes long and deep inside me, spreading my legs as far as they'd go. I wipe my eyes and reach up and pull him down and kiss him very aggressively, followed by me leaving one hell of a black hickey on his neck!
As he leaned back and continued to punch my womb with that big cock, I mouthed to him, "I love you."
EpilogueRaymond taught me all kinds of stuff and I'll always be appreciative. He taught me how to suck cock. He always came in my mouth. I didn't mind since I figured it's less of a mess that way, especially if we go somewhere afterwards or when he drops me back home and I walk in the door to say goodnight to Mom.
He certainly stretched me to his size and where we went to school, we had an 'open-lunch' policy and we'd spend every other day with my head in his lap sucking him off in the car in the driveway of his friend's house. And after school, he found ways to keep me busy.
He later got rough with me, as he liked pain mixed with his pleasure. He would pull my nipples really hard while I was going down on him, or he was pull my skirt up and panties down and spank me while I sucked him. It was fun, except for trying to explain why my ass was black and blue to my mom coming out of the shower one morning.
I told her it was an initiation to a club of girls at school. Whether she believed it I don't know. But after that I had to be home at 11p instead of 12 Midnight on the weekends.
Raymond went to college and we drifted. He found other girls. But I'll always have a soft spot for him in my heart and between my legs!
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The End
© Kysa Braswell
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