So last time I told you all about my first experience with having sex with a man I wasn't married to. This time, I thought I would go back to my very first time. My parents were away for the weekend and my brother who was two years older than me had decided to throw a party. I had been firmly told to stay in my room as he didn't want his baby sister annoying any of his friends. I had no intention of obeying him when lots of his cute friends would be there.
I put on a white crop top with a floral print which showed off my belly nicely. I always made sure to keep myself in shape so I had a nice flat mid-riff. I finished it off with a white mini skirt which just barely covered my bum. Underneath it all, I was wearing a black bra and panties. I wore my hair up in pigtails as I was trying for cute.
The party was already in full swing when I made my way out of my room. I wandered downstairs and walked between the rooms. There were was about fifteen guys and girls scattered between the kitchen, lounge, and garden. Some of them were drinking in the kitchen or smoking out in the garden. The lounge seemed to be the most lively room where there were a few people dancing. I got a little hot as I watched one girl in a black mini dress grinding her crotch against a guy's leg.
My brother thankfully was nowhere to be seen. I guessed he was probably in the garage getting stoned with some of his friends. I went to the kitchen to get a drink. I hadn't developed a taste for alcohol yet so I went for some fruit juice. The lounge was where I wanted to be. Dance music was being played loudly over the stereo and the middle of the room had been cleared for a makeshift dance floor. Along with the couple, there were two other girls dancing together and a couple of guys sat on the sofa.
I took a big sip from my drink before putting it down somewhere safe. I wanted to dance. I stood by myself in the middle of the dancefloor. Slowly finding the beat and getting into the rhythm. I started to sway. Trying in a rather clumsy manner to be sexy and seductive. I noticed one of the two guys on the sofa looking at me. Mark I think was his name. He was tall, reasonably fit and had short light blonde hair.
I kept dancing aware he was watching me but trying to make it look like I hadn't noticed. I turned away from him and began to grind my bum in time to the music. I felt my skirt ride up a little. I wasn't entirely certain at this point if I felt ashamed at the idea of my panties being exposed briefly or if it turned me on. I brushed my skirt back down as I felt hands around my hips. I loved the feel of those big manly hands on me.
He turned me round and I saw Mark looking down at me. He took his hands away unsure what my reaction would be. I smiled and stepped closer to him and put his hands back on my hips. Wrapping my arms around his neck as we danced close. We swayed with each other staring into each other's eyes until he dared to kiss me. He parted my lips my lips and our tongues joined together. Exploring each other's mouths sensually. I could feel myself starting to get wet.
His hands moved down from my hips and onto my bum. I was loving the feel of his hands on me as we kissed. I moaned softly into his mouth. Despite wanting more I broke off our kiss and turned around on him pressing my bum onto his crotch. It turned me on to know he was starting to get hard. I began to grind my arse on his hardening cock. He nuzzled my neck with his lips and moved one hand up onto my breasts. Squeezing them gently through my top.
