The touch was everything she had thought it would be. Vibrant, exotic, soft, flaming hot and sensitive. He was her first..... The kiss, holding hands, love, confidant, boyfriend and today lover.
He was going very slowly so that she didn't miss a thing but she was in a hurry to find out what this sex business was all about. They were in her bedroom while everyone was away at work.
It seemed like it was taking forever but it only took a few hours. After all it was the first time and she didn't want to be a virgin anymore. They had started dating when they were thirteen years old but didn't have a sexual relationship until this very day on her eighteenth birthday. She was still debating on going this far because after all you were supposed to wait until you were married. The decision seemed like the right one so she let him continue.
She started the day out wearing a mint green and black polka dot mini skirt and short black blouse that let all the guys know all about the package she carried. Both things at this point had been deposited on the floor next to the bed. Michael loved her she thought so she wanted to give him something she couldn't give no one else.
The feelings that day were so mixed she didn't know what to think. She just knew that it was beginning to feel really good as he began to run his hands through her hair down her back. As he began to rub his hands between her legs she started to get really turned on. He sure knew what he was doing she thought but let it pass. After all this was his first time too or so she thought.
As he started to kiss her he was also lowering her to the bed and asking her if she was still willing to do this. Of course she told him as they continued. He unbuckled his jeans and stripped naked in front of her and she almost died of embarrassment.