1. I Met Cassie At The Sex Camp


    Date: 7/8/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, First Time, Romance, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Young, Author: canadianalien, Rating: 95, Source: sexstories.com

    made little circles, but I accepted her hand, and brought it to my dick. I grabbed a squirt of lube, and slowly worked it into her palm. I showed her how to stroke. Not applying too much pressure, not yanking. Just gliding up and down my shaft. I let her set a slow rhythm to start. I captured her nipple again, and squeezed gently. Just at the threshold before the pressure she had gone wild for. My breathing quickened. Her hand moved up and down more quickly. It felt good in a way distinct from when I did it to myself. My thoughts were less clear. My other hand was down by her pussy, keeping her hand away from it, and never quiet pleasuring it, but always giving her the impression I was about to. Her hips kept pressing forward, and I kept withdrawing when then did. When I began to buck involuntarily, she stopped. With an evil grin, she looked at the handout. “Now, place the condom on the male’s partner’s penis!” She grabbed a condom (they were, as promised, next to the lube), and took it out of its wrapping. She quickly tested it, figured out which way it went, and slowly rolled it down onto my cock. It fit tightly. She went slower than she had to, and I bucked my hips a few times. Once it was on, it finally hit me that we were going to have sex. I hadn’t really realized it before. Call me an idiot, but it just hadn’t seemed real. “If you are both ready, place the penis inside the female partner, and continue with a rhythm that is comfortable for both of you!” The pep ...
    sounded more forced. I could hear the breathlessness beneath. “Are you ready?” I asked her. “I am. But let’s go slowly. No need for any damage. And besides, I don’t want to come too quickly!” She grinned ruefully. I grinned like an idiot. She lay down on her back. Her hand held mine. I kissed her, for a minute, and then I looked down at the point where our bodies met. Using one hand, I guided myself to her entrance. I looked into her eyes as I pressed inside of her. It took me fifteen seconds to enter her. Not because she was too tight, and not because I saw any pain in her eyes. But because I wanted to savour every moment of it, and I didn’t want her to come too quickly. Once I was in, we took a second to get used to the feeling. It was different than masturbating. Less insistent, more all encompassing. I felt her walls squeezing me gently. I felt her hips bucking, I felt her nipples on my chest and her breath on my face. I kissed her as I pulled back out, gently, slowly. Our breathing stopped as I did. The feeling was so novel. So much gentler than what I did alone. So much more urgent. And then I was pushing back in, and we were grinding our hips against each other, trying to get every last drop of pleasure out, and I was drawing out, and she was pushing up against me, keeping contact for as long as possible. And then control or stopping was impossible, and we were going to come no matter what happened, and we were pushing against each other and then parting and then pushing ...
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