My true first time. [M] | 2016

I would like to share my story with you, I'm 25 years old, 5'7", and I've been really sexual since I can remember. I masturbate on daily basis since I was 10 years old and I love to watch porn, but I don't let porn or masturbation rule my life, I prefer to drop my load in a real woman. Sometimes when I don't have a fuck buddy I like to masturbate for 2 or 3 hours and hold my cum, and when I do cum, I love to see it fly one or two feet in the air while I'm laying on my back, or standing up and see how far it goes, and the fact that I produce a lot of cum turns me on a lot, even when I masturbate everyday, it seems that my body is used to work to produce extra cum. When I meet a new woman, I also like to make a little survey, to know how to make her cum faster, her erogenous zones, and of course, if she's compatible with my perversions. And if not, I can always convince her ;) When I lost my virginity, it was awful, so it doesn't count for me. Let me tell you my true first time: I had a best friend in college, he was really weird and kind of a geek, but since I consider a geek myself, I had a lot in common with him. Sometimes I used to go to his house after college, and we used to play videogames or just chill, afterwards he and his sister used to drive me home. His sister, wow! She was almost as tall as me, 24 years old, a little chubby, just a little bit, enough to make her voluptuous, dark long hair, perky tits with a nice size 36b, and a huge round ass (I love asses, more than boobs!). She was like a dream come true, and yes, only a dream I thought. Every now and then I sneak out of my friend's sight only to run to her bedroom and smell her panties, (I was 18 years old) and I've never met a woman like her so I didn't mind stealing a pair of her panties and cum like a possessed sniffing them. I used to call my friend and he used to call me, but since we had different companies, he used to borrow his sister's phone to call me and text me. One day I received a text from her number, and as always I assumed it was him, so I replied as if I was talking with him, until a couple of texts later she told me, that I was talking to her, not to her brother. My heart raced and I was petrified! The woman of my wet dreams was talking to me! We became friends without him knowing. One night I was doing my homework around 9pm, when I received a call from her: -Hi! She daid. -Hello! How are you? I replied. -I'm good, thanks. I'm near your house, what are you doing? -Nothing, just a little homework, I have to write several pages. I said to her. -Oh, I see, that's too bad, would you like me to help you? I can ve there in a few minutes. What?! I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Not only she was calling me, she was near my house, and she wanted to come and help me with my homework. I have a great ego, but when it comes to cases like those I do not let it cloud my judgement. So I replied: -That's so nice of you, I'd like some help. -I'll be there in half an hour, let me drop my friend(female). She said. -Great, I'll see you in a bit. I don't remember to this date how could I finish 7 pages of work that fast, but I did. And when she arrived she was surprised when I told her I had finish. We sat on the couch where I was doing my homework and started talking, until there was an unconfortable silence... -What are you thinking about? She said. -I'm thinking about... Nah, nevermind. I was so nervious! I couldn't just tell her that she was perfect and that I wanted to rip her clothes of and taste every inch of her skin! -Please tell, me. She said. -I'm thinking about something but I can't tell you. I said. -What if we're both thinking the same? That was it. That's was the signal. I looked her in the eye and I kissed her, her lips were so soft, like a feather that was tickling my soul. Then I lost control over my body. I caressed her abdomen while I stopped kissing her cherry lips and started kissing my way down her neck, her chest, and my hands had a mind of their own, and were gently touching her legs and breasts. Some reason came back to her and she yelled: -We can't do this! You're my brother's best friend! But it was too late... I stopped for less than a second to look at her face. Her breathing was heavy and her eyes were closed. There was no turning back, she, saying those words, she didn't want to stop, not even remotely. She was practically begging. I have always been good at reading people, I was absolutely certain. I got my hand inside her blousse and started touching her breasts, even though I had dreamed for this moment so many times, I didn't do it harshly, it was the other way around... I touched her nipples with the tip of my fingers, trying to memorize every pore of her breasts. I took her bra and blousse off and I admired her perfection for a second. It is something I do, I stop my self to enjoy the beauty of the moments... I kissed her breasts gently... To be continued! Let me know if you liked it, so I can continue. I've never written and english is not my native language.