I was a bit of a late bloomer growing up, athletic and good looking, but awkward with girls.
Don’t get me wrong, I had friends that were girls, but none I was having sex with. We all know when that first time comes it’s usually a messy combination of buttons, zippers, and bra straps.
My first time was quite the difference though, and I have my girlfriend’s fantasy to thank for that. We hadn’t been dating for long, but long enough for kissing, hickies, and some petting, but wanted more.
Being only teens, we obviously couldn’t just rent a room or something, but needed to be creative. My girl, “Jen” had always wanted to have sex on the beach. Being it would be my first time, I had no issue.
We snuck some sl**ping bags, beers, and Rumpleminz out to the woods and made up our appropriate excuses. There was a local beach within walking distance of her house that was a huge party spot on weekends, but kind of quiet during the week. It was the beginning of a very hot summer and the water was already comfortable enough to walk out on the huge sandbar and swim in.
We retrieved our gear, chose our campsite, and got a small fire going. The beach was still pretty crowded from the day so we took our time, and drank some cool beers in the growing dusk. After some shots of Minz, we went for a swim and then back to our blanket. We zipped our bags together and snuggled in. I was in my trunks and her in her bikini. Our cool wet skin felt good to the touch and it wasn’t long before we were getting lost in long and passionate kisses.
She flipped me on to my back and straddled my hips with her long, muscular legs of a soccer player. We were a good fit, me being 6ft and her 5’10. Under the cover of the sl**ping bag, my manhood had long since made itself known and we were separated only by the thickness of our swimsuits. She started to rub herself up and down the length of my cock, stopping only briefly to grind against the tip, before moving back down. We stopped kissing and were both drawing heavy breaths as the friction rose between our legs. She let out a gasp as she tightened her thighs and dropped her full weight down on me. I felt my cock and balls pumping uncontrollably as my hips reached up to meet hers. My trunks were hot and slippery inside. She knew that I had cum and just smiled as she fell over next to me.
I was stunned, I had blown it – came before I even had a chance to fuck! I stumbled though an apology and she kissed me and pulled me back up to go for a swim. The water was great and we waded out up to our chest. I dropped my trunks to wash out all the cum, wondering if it would attract any curious and hungry fish. I think she knew what I was doing because she reached up from behind me and wrapped her hands around my balls and cock.
It was like a jolt of electricity and I felt myself getting hard. Oh to be 18 again! We splashed around a little more but her hands were firmly wrapped around my cock and my hand down her bottoms , with one hand gripping her ass and the other wrapped around her pussy as our lips locked. We stoked the fire back up at our campsite and zipped ourselves completely into the sl**ping bags for privacy on the sparse beach. We stripped our wet clothes and pressed our hot lips and naked bodies together. It was steamy inside and my head was spinning from another shot of Minz and the musky smell of her now soaking wet pussy. I took the top this time and worked my way down from her sensitive neck to her heaving chest, with my lips.
Her breasts were firm and nipples hard as I rolled each one through my tongue, drawing a little gasp as I nibbled the nub. I could feel the fine silky hairs on her belly as I moved my tongue down, stopping at the top of her pubic line. Her hips lifted up to meet me as I flicked her lips and clit. She smelled great and tasted even better. Her slick natural lube running out her pussy and down between her inner thighs and ass.
I plunged in, licking, biting, and sucking her swollen clit. This time it was her that didn’t last long as she arched her hips and was wracked by contractions. A guttural moan was all I could hear as she tried to push my firmly locked lips away from her spasming pussy. I finally let up as she unzipped the bags, replacing the hot air of sex with the cool lake breeze.
I was fully recovered and my cock standing at attention. I moved up her body, running my cock along the length of her leg, as I reached my lips down to hers. She laughed and said that it was my fault that I made her cum too early this time. I ran my throbbing head up the length of her pussy, and against her clit. She was still sensitive and pushed me away. I put my tip just up against her pussy lips, enough to make sure I was properly lubed. I pushed just past her lips and slowly moved just an inch or so in – knocking at the door so to speak. As she got used to me I felt her thighs spread and she lifted her knees to allow me in.
I felt the length of me slide in till my pubic bone touched against hers and my balls were up against her inner thighs. My first time, and it was great. I started slow, enjoying every thrust, her pussy making wet smacking sounds as I pulled out and pushed back in. That musky smell was back and I could feel a growing tightness between my balls and ass. The combination of spit, from me going down on her, and the natural lube, drenched my cock and balls, and was leaving a growing wet spot in the sl**ping bag.
To say I erupted would be an understatement. As my muscles tightened, I thrust one deep last time and unloaded what seemed to be an endless stream of hot cum. My body was wracked and she pulled me down on top of her to rest. We lay there, spent, our sweat mixed together on her chest and belly. We sat there for a long time, my now limp cock, still inside her pussy. I propped myself up and kissed her longingly – ah, my first time. I felt her start to move her hips and realized that her pussy had gotten warm and wet. Amazing – 18 again! The tip of me tingled and I don’t know where it came from, but my cock reacted by starting to get hard again. As I grew inside her, she tilted her hips up so that I could easily stay in till I reached full mast.
It took me a little longer, but gave her time to cum once more before that all too familiar tightness came back and my balls were pumping out what little cum I had left in my body. After a cool swim to wash off, we stoked the fire one last time and dried off on our blanket. The beach was dotted with small fires and several people walked by and waved but we really didn’t care. We snuggled up in our bags and slept the rest of the night away.
The early sun was already bright and hot as we woke up and kissed one last time. We noticed joggers up and down the beach and hastily dressed. We were a little sweaty and covered with sand, still sticky cum, and girly grool. As we hiked back to her house, I smiled and vowed to never forget my “first time”.