Disclaimer: All characters in this story are 18 or older. Enjoy!
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My time had come. I just turned 18 last week! That means I could finally have sex, legally. My hands trembled with excitement. My name is Lizzy, I'm about 5'6" with size 35DD, around average. I'm thin but curvy, the boys at school sometimes stare at me. My wavy red hair reaches my waist and my piercing green eyes are a soft mint color.
I pick up my phone and dial my boyfriend's number. His name is Ethan. He's totally sexy and has been wanting to fuck me for years now. I keep refusing... until I turn 18. My stomach flips as he picks up the phone. "Hey, Liz." He says.
"Ethan, I think I'm ready." I straight out say it. "You are? B-but... really?!" He seems very excited and I smile at the thought of him getting hard for me.
"Yes, want to come over?" No one is here but my older sister, Cassandra, and she always stays in her room. It's rare that she ever come check on me. He agrees and hangs up. I strip out of my clothing and leave it in a pile next to my bed. I run downstairs to open the door. That was fast!
His eyes widen and I see his trousers twitch at the sight of me. Lacy black panties and a tight bra, accentuating my curves. He walks in, gently shutting the door and slipping off his shoes, before picking me up and carrying me to the couch, sure to squeeze my ass cheeks. We've masturbated each other before when my parents aren't home, but haven't had real sex. I'm excited and I feel myself getting wet as he touches me.
Ethan yanks my bra off and starts playing with a nipple. He pulls and tweaks at one while licking and nibbling the other. I let my head fall back with a soft moan. He slides his shirt over his head, leaving it on the couch. We start making out as he gropes me and within the next couple of minutes we are both naked.
"Ready?" He says while fingering me.