I was 17, he was 24. I still have wet dreams just thinking about him | 2016

It started out as a small meetup. I was 17 and he was 24, so I had that rush of excitement as I wasn't seen as a kid for once (it's legal in the state we were in). This guy was everything I've ever wanted. He was tall, blue eyes, a little fat (PERFECT for cuddling). We started out by playing video games on his bed. I got a little playful with him to tease him a little by shoving him a little when he was starting to win. He responded by pushing me (gently) on my back with him and started kissing my neck. We made out a little, but didn't do much as it just didn't feel right, especially since his roommates would be able to hear everything. We ended up cuddling for the rest of the day and watched Mr. and Mrs. Smith. When the sex scene came on, he started kissing my neck again.

I cannot explain to you what it's like for a 17 year old girl to be kissed on the neck by an older man she finds beyond attractive. He then slowly sliding his finger up and down my back gently until I turned around and we made out some more. Things began getting really hot when he slid his hands under my shirt. I don't care what any other girl says... I LOVE HAVING MY BOOBS PLAYED WITH. Good lord I'm not sure what it is about it but it drives me crazy. One thing that I will have to admit that really bothered me was the fact that he was playing with them but my bra was still on. I tried taking it off for him multiple times but he would stop me every time telling me that he wants to take it off when he feels like it (which I didn't understand but I let it slide because boobies being played with through bra better than not being played with).

He then started becoming more aggressive, which was a complete turn on as he's usually the laid back guy that let's me have what I want without arguing. We (finally) started stripping each other's clothes off, and he did something that I will hold on to the memory of forever. He took off my panties with his mouth. Ladies, just imagine my point of view on that. He didn't even struggle with it. He just looked me right in the eye and took them down using only his mouth. He went back up, fingering me with one hand, other hand holding on to my hair (hair pulling is a turn on of mine, and he knew it). We then switched positions with me on top blowing him. Keep in mind I was really hot then, so I wanted to get right to it but there's the whole "exchange the favor" thing, so I didn't really blow him as much as I teased him. I focused a lot more on the head, using my tongue to make little swirls and sucking just the tip. I think that angered him as he grabbed the back of my head and forced his dick down my throat, and wouldn't let me stop until he was rock hard.

What I think was the highlight of this whole story is when he got back on top and right before he entered me he whispered in my ear "stick this dick in you while I rub your clit, figuring out all the ways to make you cum". OH MY FUCKING GOD Just that one sentence I'm pretty sure was the reason I climaxed. We did it in almost every position. Missionary, to the side (spooning style), cowgirl, etc. I still remember the best feeling one was when we did doggy style. I started out with face down ass up, but then he grabbed me by the boobs until I was almost sitting up with him on the bed, and he fucked me upwards , which I didn't even think was possible.

I still have wet dreams about this exact scene almost every day.