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Excerpts of My Inexperience: I Blew My Chance

Date: 8/19/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: Shylass, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

off, lass," he told me, sorting out his gear from the day. "Make yourself at home." I didn't really want to take my coat off. I felt much safer wearing it, but I did as I was told, and then wondered where to sit. In the end, I sat right in the middle of the sofa, hugging a cushion whilst he made me some coffee. I set my phone alarm to make sure I wouldn't miss the train back. Drinks in hand, my friend sat next to me. I was cringing with nerves, and too scared to look at him as I took my cup. I wished my hands would stop shaking, and I hoped that he didn't see. He chattered away to me, for which I was grateful. He told me about his family, and showed me pictures of some of his work, which I was fascinated by. However, the whole time he talked, I was so terrified of the position I had put us both in, that I couldn't say much of anything at all. Eventually, we put our cups down, and he turned to kiss me. His face came closer and I breathed in. Suddenly, panic hit me and I pulled back. "I haven't brushed my teeth," I blurted out. He didn't care, and pressed his lips against mine. A deft flick of his tongue, and he drew away. Is it my breath? I wondered. No. He stood up, and then sat on the other side of the couch, leaning back so he was almost prone. His arms were open, and I wriggled closer, moving my head towards his. Again, I stopped in panic. "I don't know if I can remember how to kiss!" His arms closed around me, and our faces met. He sighed audibly, in a happy, comfortable ... way as we pressed our lips together. Ah, that sweet, gentle taste of tongue and the feeling of a strong, powerful body next to mine... My nerves fell away for just a moment as he sucked my lip, and I pushed the tip of my tongue into his mouth. I forgot my anxious worries of whether I was breathing too heavily, or whether the taste of me was sour, or whether he was wishing I knew what I was doing. To be caught in those seconds of kissing was... "Let's get on the bed." He got up. "Okay, but I need a wee first." I'm so elegant. Not for the first time, I cursed my clumsy idiocy. He showed me where the bathroom was, and I worried that he could hear me weeing. Considering that the first time we were ever naked in bed together resulted in him scaring me half to death with an enormous fart, it was a ridiculous thing to be anxious about. I quickly washed my hands, and crept out to find him. The flat was dark, and it struck me that again, my friend remembered my need to hide my body. He was doing what he could to make me feel comfortable. I suppose that with the offer of a blowjob on the cards, it was to his own benefit, but it reminded me that there was a reason we were friends, and why I felt safe with him. He was kind. And I wanted to make him feel good. "Where are you?" I asked, feeling my way around the unfamiliar hall. "In the bedroom," he called, and I followed his voice. I could see through the gloom that he was under the bedclothes with the duvet pulled right up to his chin. ...