How I imagined my first time might go

One day I was asked how I thought my first time would go.
I couldn't reply. haha

But... uh... then I wrote this???:

I came over to watch anime. Made myself comfortable on his couch. And while I pull off my jacket to reveal my tight, low-cut top; he sits down also... leaving lots of space between us, as he did the previous time I visited. Without saying anything, I scoot a little closer to him, and smile shyly. Then he also scoots closer, closing the gap. For a while we stay that way, staring ahead at the TV, and making light conversation, until he puts an arm over my shoulders, allowing me to inch a little closer and put my own arm over his waist.

Playfully, I try to tickle his side, but I fail to get the intended reaction, and he turns the tables, tickling me mercilessly, instead. After the giggles die away, I look up at him, and we make eye contact, and slowly, hesitantly, he brings his head down to kiss me. And as he starts to pull away, worrying that he shouldn't have, I return the kiss. And that leads to awkward makeouts, since I have very little actual kissing experience. Tongues apprehensively getting acquainted with one another. As we run our hands over each other, between kisses, I straddle his lap. Since I'm wearing a skirt, I can feel the growing bulge in his jeans, clearly through the thin material of my panties.

Slowly, I start unbuttoning his shirt, then he lifts mine up over my head. He doesn't make an attempt to remove the bra, perhaps wondering if I'll ask him to stop. I take the opportunity to pull his shirt open, and feel up his chest, running my fingers through the curly fuzz. We kiss some more, and I shock him momentarily, when I rub my thumbs over his nipples. His breath hitches and he blushes a bit, and I silently congratulate myself for making him have such a cute reaction. Then I feel his hands exploring my back, sliding down to grope my butt, under my skirt, but over the panties. I gasp when I feel fingers venturing between the cheeks, lightly teasing sensitive areas. This time I blush, and he grins mischievously.

But his hands don't stay there, they slide down my bare legs, and back up my thighs and hips. His fingers trail slowly up my sides, and before I know what is happening, he is pulling down the front of my bra, exposing my breasts. He has a look like he might apologize, worrying that he did too much; but I lean forward, pressing my chest against his, while I reach behind my back to unfasten the bra and remove it. I kiss his neck and quietly tell him that my nipples are very sensitive, and that I'd like it if he would touch them.

I stand up then, to pull off my skirt; and when I bend forward to unfasten his belt, my boobs dangle temptingly in front of him. He can't resist and reaches up to grasp one in each hand, just squeezing gently and feeling the weight of them. When I have his belt off and pants open, he stands up also, to remove them. When we sit back down, we are wearing only our underwear and socks. This time I sit in his lap, with my back leaning against him, and grab his hands to place them on my chest, showing him the way I like to touch myself. Rubbing fingers gently over the nipples. The rough texture of his man hands makes the sensations more intense, than when I do it myself; and he quickly has me moaning. I reach down to rub my crotch through my panties, but he grabs my hand, so I can't. Instead, he has me turn around, so I'm straddling him again. This way I can grind myself against his throbbing bulge, while he takes one of my nipples into his mouth, to suck and tease it with his tongue.

I grip his cock, through the loose fabric of his boxers and press it against my clit, while I move my hips back and forth, and he soon starts panting along with me. I reach climax before he does, but I continue rubbing him, until he lets out a pleasured groan and makes a mess in his underpants. ;D When he goes to change out of the creamed pants, I assume we're done for the day, and start gathering up my clothes. I only got as far as putting my bra back on, when he returns and says that he was hoping we'd continue, after a short break.

Sitting on the couch, side-by-side again, we get on the topic of kinks and fetishes. After a bit of goading, I admit that I'm into bondage, exhibitionism, and some forms of sexy humiliation. He asked for an example, and I made up a scenario including all three: We go on a date to mall with a food court and movie theater. I wear a white cotton mini-dress, with no bra or panties underneath. Instead, my breasts are supported with some form of binding, that makes them stick out more than a bra would. And anal beads hidden in my ass. We get lunch first, during the busiest part of the day and I am instructed to go to the rest room, remove my dress, take a photo in the mirror, and send it to him with my cell phone. Then we go to watch the movie, and sit in the very back. And after the lights go out, he instructs me to pull down the front of my dress, so my bound tits are exposed; and pull up the bottom, so my crotch is also exposed, and leave them that way for a certain amount of time. He pulls out some straps from his pocket, and ties my wrists to the armrests of the seat, so I can't chicken out. After a few minutes, he starts teasing my nipples and clit, so I also have to worry about holding in my voice. If I can last the specified time frame, without moaning or asking to be released, he'll give me a reward, after the movie. If I can't, a punishment.

That was enough for his erection to return, and I didn't even get a chance to ask what HE was into.


I- uh... I'm gonna stop here, since that was enough for me to finish masturbating. haha