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A bit of background. I don’t post a lot on GW, but the reason why I started posting at all is because of a friend who I’ve recently been getting a lot of attention from. I’ve never had a boyfriend, always stayed the virgin girl focused on college who sometimes stayed up at night frustrated because of a school crush I’ve been getting mixed signals from, the typical profile—until he came along. I’ve been I’ve been encouraged to write this for some of the nice people of the GW community who have been asking whether we’ve hooked up already given that I’ve been sending him so many teasing pictures of myself. He’s from a different college an hour away from mine and lives with his younger brother, but just this week we finally found a good time to meet up and have a sleepover while his brother was away. When we got to his place though, I started getting really shy. He let me settle down first while he looked over some of his textbooks, but when I asked if he could let me shower and if I could borrow a towel (the commute left me hot and stuffy in a bad way) he looked up and then said sure, and that we should get in together. I immediately got embarrassed, and sat on the bed trying to take it back. He followed me, saying "Come on, it’ll be fine," as I kept making excuses. I told him I’d never undressed let alone taken a bath with a guy before, but he wouldn’t back down. He kept rubbing my legs while speaking in a low voice, coaxing me to go with him until I finally gave in. The battle didn’t end there. I hesitated again before I started to undress, so he gently started pulling off my blouse for me, before removing his own shirt. Then he put his arms around me and asked me to teach him how to unhook a bra with one hand, which I did. I was still shy about exposing my tits to him in person, but then he pulled me into him so that my breasts were pressed against him. He was slowly leaning in, whispering words I can’t remember, until he started kissing me with such heat that I was left breathing heavily afterwards (he moved his mouth to my breasts). I had never been kissed like that before. When we finally got in, he already had a raging erection. I faced away from him and started shampooing my long hair. Soon enough I felt his wet body press against my back, his cock sliding between my buttcheeks as he cupped and then soaped my perky breasts. He proceeded pissing pussy pics to wash my arms, my armpits, my stomach. His hand then lingered at my pussy. He began kissing my neck at this point, forcing from me several ragged breaths and moans. Then he washed down my thighs, my legs, and the bottoms of my feet. I asked him if he was getting himself clean at all, and he chuckled and said, "Nope!" I faced him, and soaped up his arms and torso. Then I started pumping his dick in my hand. In a husky voice he remarked that it didn’t at all feel like it was my first time giving a handjob, and I glowed under his praise before going back to washing him. His erection was creating some distance between us though, so I stepped forward and let it slide in the space between my legs. It was warm and smooth and felt so good under my pussy. Apparently he could tell I liked that, because he gripped my hips, and said, "Mmm. You like it there, huh?" I put my hands around his neck and we started making out again. He wrapped his right arm around my waist, pushing me against him. With his left hand he guided my left leg to settle around his hip, while slightly sliding his cock back and forth under me, never breaking the kiss. It was so hot, I was seeing stars. Eventually we had to get out of the shower (I was getting pruny!) but he wouldn’t let me dress yet so I sat on the bed wrapped in a towel. He put on some basketball shorts though because he was being "a tease". Then he pushed me onto my back and got on top, grinding against my bare pussy. The towel pretty much fell apart, and he trailed kisses up my collarbone, then aggressively attacked my neck and jawline with his lips and tongue. He also began sucking and licking at my earlobe. I was practically crying, I had no idea how sensitive I was in those areas. We switched places and I undressed him before giving him the same treatment. I sucked, licked and nipped at his nipples, discovering how sensitive he was there. He cried out, grunted, and held me tightly as he bucked and spasmed beneath me. He wasn’t done though. "Do you want to go down?" he asked. My shyness had worn off a little bit. At first I tried a handjob again, but it was dry, so tried salivating on it, which felt a bit gross… so I ended up licking it (less gross than dribbling spit) which led to me taking him into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head of his cock, and back and forth over the slit at the tip. It tasted salty. I was surprised by my own daring, but I could tell by the sounds he was making that I was doing it right. "Oh God. You’re good," he said in a husky voice. I felt so happy to be praised, especially since it was my first time. "Some girls don’t know how to give head." Feeling encouraged, I took him all in my mouth, bobbing up and down. Then I stopped and slowly licked the back of his cock, bottom to top. I also remembered reading somewhere that some guys wished girls didn’t ignore their balls during oral sex, so I started licking and sucking on his scrotum. "Oh fuck, that’s one of my weak spots," I heard him say. "My balls." I suppose he didn’t want me to do all the work anymore, because then he said, "Let’s do ." I was really nervous about having my cooch in his face, or anyone’s face for that matter—I was really conscious of how I looked down there. I even went all out and shaved the lips in preparation for oral (though I definitely must have missed some parts near my butthole). But since it was my first time, why not try it; I might like it, right? He’d already fingered me anyway. As it turns out he was just as aggressive with my cunt as he was with my mouth. It didn’t feel as good as I thought it would, plus he kept jabbing his tongue at my vaginal opening instead of at my clit. Well, I was still way too shy to tell him what to do, so I just concentrated on his cock. Then we changed positions. He asked me if I wanted to eat his cum, and I said yes. He stood on the bed in front of me and started pumping his dick in his hand. When he noticed that I was touching myself, he paused and asked, "Are you masturbating?" Weakly, I said yes. "Don’t stop," he said. He told me he wanted to lick it up when I came. I started to go faster, concentrating on cumming. He was just looking down at me, hardly doing himself now, which I have to admit made me feel a bit more pressured rather than aroused. Because of that, it took me a while to finish, but when I finally did, he asked me if I came, and when I said yes, he dove immediately between my legs and started hungrily lapping up the juices. I have to admit that was really hot. Then he got back up and started doing himself again. He grunted as he was getting close, and then instructed me to open my mouth in front of his cock. I obeyed, and he shot a clear jet of his cum in my mouth. I swallowed, and then licked the rest off him when he said there was still some more. He asked me if he still tasted salty, and I said yeah, a bit. "All guys taste different," he remarked. I asked him how I tasted, and he smiled and said that I tasted really sweet. I didn’t believe him at all. On our way to the bathroom to wash up though, he held his hands around his mouth, and inhaled. "Still has the smell of you," he said mischievously. I called him a pervert and shut the bathroom door. Then he treated me to dinner afterwards. End of Part I was a virgin and we specifically agreed on not having PIV sex. After this though, we actually went up a notch much, MUCH further than I had ever imagined. Please wait for the second part for that, I’ll have it up as soon as I finish. Thank you so much! Samantales comment