6 comments/ 43317 views/ 26 favorites First Girl By: the_shires As a tall, semi-attractive man with a crooked smile strode in her direction, Shandy's heart palpitated. She wanted someone to ask her to dance, just once, and she'd go home satisfied. But it didn't seem like tonight was going to be her night. She'd failed miserably at attracting anyone, despite her efforts. And as she held out her last hope for the gangly stranger, he stepped right past her and into the arms of a chubby redhead, who giggled so loudly Shandy could hear it over the pulsating music. With her hopes, fell her shoulders, and she decided it was time to call it a night. Trudging away from the edge of the dance floor and all the multicolored flashing lights, she stopped off at the bar, dropping down onto an empty stool and waiting for the bartender to notice her. She told herself it was probably a fruitless effort; no one else had noticed her tonight. But she'd come out to have a good time. Shandy could at least enjoy a drink. It seemed like even the bartender wasn't going to pay her any attention as she sat on a stool at the end of bar, waiting to order. "You look positively glum." The voice held a hint of amusement, and Shandy turned to see a tall, thin girl sliding onto the barstool next to her. She was adorable, with a cute little nose that barely turned up at the end and a pixie cut she'd obviously colored to get a mixture of reds, browns, and blonds. She smiled at Shandy, who offered a half-hearted smile back. "I just expected tonight to be a little more fun than it has been, that's all." Even to her own ears, she sounded like Eeyore. Nobody noticed me. I lost my tail again. With a sigh, she sat up a little straighter. "What does it take to get noticed around here?" The girl laughed, it had the quality of tinkling bells to it. Maybe this girl was a pixie. "I'm not sure, but I definitely noticed you. Were you waiting on a drink?" Shandy tried not to blush or sound too pathetic. "I was still waiting to order one." The girl looked utterly offended and stood, shouting at the bartender. "Hey, Landon, are you gonna take care of my girl over here or what?" The bartender, whose name was apparently Landon, saluted her and started toward them. He raised an eyebrow at Shandy, who stuttered, "Crown and Diet, please." Her new 'friend' gave him a shit-eating grin and a wink. "Make that two, on my tab." He nodded silently and turned to work as the girl sat back down and offered a hand to Shandy. "I'm Trina." "My name's Shandy. Nice to meet you." She shook Trina's hand, noticing how thin and birdlike she was. Her fingers were long, and her grip held strength, but she looked almost frail. "I take it you come here a lot." Trina shrugged. "From time to time. I used to be here all the time. Landon's been working here since the Middle Ages, so we go way back. But I haven't been here in months. Is this your first time out?" Shandy nodded, thinking longingly of the clubs back home, the tiny little bar down the street with karaoke three nights a week and the retro club a few blocks away. She'd frequented those and felt comfortable, never looking to get noticed and not worrying that she didn't have any friends. Why she'd moved here, she wasn't sure, other than to start over and get out of the small town life. "I've only lived here about a month. I don't really even know anyone yet, except a couple of people I work with. And none of them seem to want to go out anywhere, except lunch." As Landon sat their drinks in front of them, Trina pulled a cell phone out of her back pocket. "Well, Shandy, let me be your first friend in town. Give me your number, and I'll text you so you have mine. Then, tomorrow, I'll give you a call and show you around the city. We can do dinner, and then we'll go to a couple of clubs I know that are a little more fun than this old dive." Not used to the kindness of a stranger, Shandy hesitated for a moment, but Trina seemed so nice, and she was so grateful to finally have someone to talk to that she nodded and recited her number. She waited as Trina sent the text, feeling her phone buzz in her bra as it came through. "Thank you, Trina. I've felt so out of place." Trina shrugged and gave her that winning smile that made her green eyes twinkle. "We all have. Don't worry about it. We'll find your place here together." They finished their drinks and chatted, and Shandy said goodnight, only half expecting to actually hear from her again. But at least her night hadn't been a complete failure. So when her phone rang at noon the next day, she was shocked. She met Trina downtown late afternoon, and they explored the city, with Trina giving a running commentary on the history and neighborhoods. They laughed all afternoon and even talked about their own pasts. Trina took her to a little hole in the wall Thai restaurant, and Shandy ventured out of her comfort zone to try a new dish, loving every bite of it. By the time they hit a club, Shandy felt like she'd known Trina for years. The little pixie girl really knew how to make you feel comfortable in your own skin, even when you didn't feel like you belonged. The club was very different from the one Shandy had been at the night before, and she frowned as she looked around. Trina disappeared, sidling up to the bar and ordering them each a Crown and Diet, and by the time she returned, Shandy needed the alcohol. She wanted to ask about the crowd, but she suddenly had a strange feeling and didn't want to sound offended -- or offensive. But the more she saw, the more suspicious she became. Most of the couples were same-sex, and when Trina began greeting several of the other people and introducing her to these friends, there was no more question in her mind. Apparently, Trina had considered this a date. "What's wrong?" Trina asked over the din of the music. Shandy shook her head, but Trina took her elbow and pulled her aside. "Come on, Shandy, you've been laughing and relaxed all day. Now, all of a sudden, you're tense and look like you're afraid you're going to catch Anthrax or something. What are you going through right now?" Suddenly miserable and afraid she'd lose the only friend she had, Shandy didn't want to say anything, but she also didn't want to lead Trina on and make her think... "Trina, this is a gay bar." Trina laughed. "You think? They tend to be a little more comfortable and welcoming than most other bars. It's a cultural thing." Shandy shook her head, feeling bile rise in her throat. "But I'm not a lesbian, Trina." The beautiful smile she wore faded but not the sparkle in her eyes. "I didn't figure you were. But most girls are hetero-flexible. I mean, tell me you didn't feel something spark last night between us." As she spoke, Trina stepped so close to her that their bodies nearly touched, and she could feel Trina's breath light across her cheek. Shandy's heart thundered in her chest, speeding and making her breath come in pants. It wasn't that Trina wasn't attractive. In fact, that was one of the first thoughts she'd had when the pixie girl had come around last night. But she couldn't imagine what it would be like to be with another girl. Hell, she had limited experience with men, and none of those relationships had gone anywhere. She would have protested, but Trina cupped the back of her neck with one hand and brushed her lips over Shandy's, ever so lightly, making them tingle and sending butterflies swimming through her stomach. The softness was so very different than kissing a man, and something about it resonated with her. Maybe at least kissing a girl wasn't so bad at all. When Trina pulled back, she kept her hand on Shandy's neck, searching her face for a response. Shandy knew she was wide-eyed and taken aback, and she couldn't form words, couldn't really give Trina anything to work with. But apparently, her expression spoke volumes because the smile came back full force, lighting up Trina's entire face, and she nodded toward the gyrating crowd. "Come on, let's dance." That Shandy had done before. She'd danced in the past with other girls, when they'd gone out as a group, but this was different, and she could feel a tension building between them as they moved closer and closer together on the dance floor. It reminded her of the time she'd actually gone dancing with a guy back home, and they'd spent hours moving together. Shandy had built up a ton of excitement, only to be disappointed at the end of the night when he turned out to be gay. Somehow, though, having kissed Trina and knowing her new friend was attracted to her, made the feeling even more intense. And it only increased as Trina's hands roamed her body, alternating between gentle caresses and forceful tugs that pressed their bodies together. Shandy didn't know how long they'd been dancing when Trina leaned in from behind her and breathed in her ear, "You want to get out of here?" For just a moment, Shandy froze, not sure what was going to happen next. But with Trina's mouth pressed to her ear and her hands resting on Shandy's hips, a shiver of delight coursed down Shandy's spine, and she heard herself answering, "I'm ready if you are." There was no discussion, no talking at all as they left and climbed in Trina's little red car. In fact, Shandy was one big ball of nerves and said nothing at all the entire ride, realizing instantly they weren't headed to her place. That could only mean they were going to Trina's. A few blocks away, Trina spoke, sounding a bit nervous herself. "So, my roommate, Brooke, is out of town for the next three days. It's pretty quiet around my place when it's just me, but it's kind of nice, you know?" Shandy nodded, not trusting her voice just yet. Her hands shook, and her stomach churned as she followed Trina up two flights of stairs to a third floor apartment. Inside, Trina motioned vaguely around her. "So, this is it. Very small, very humble." "It's a nice place," Shandy told her, wishing she had décor and comfortable, used furniture for her own place. She was still using a bean bag chair and had bare walls. She stood, wringing her hands, until Trina reached and gently took one of them in her own. "My room is this way." Slowly, she led Shandy down a short hall into a small, dark room, decorated in blues and greens. As she looked around, Trina moved behind her and brushed her hair off her neck, pressing lips to her shoulder, then running her tongue up to just below her ear. Shandy couldn't stop the moan that escaped her mouth. The light touch and the sensual caress of Trina's mouth ignited a fire like she'd never felt before inside, and Shandy tilted her head to the side to give Trina better access. But that didn't seem to be what Trina wanted, and she spun Shandy around, taking her mouth with desperate force, their tongues tangling and dancing together with the same perfectly synced rhythm they'd found together at the club. Hesitantly, Shandy placed her hands on either side of Trina's face, wanting to pull her in deeper, and she gasped into Trina's mouth as one of Trina's hands snaked to pet the juncture between her thighs. Moisture pooled instantly, perhaps simply at the thought that a girl would know so much better how to please her than any man could have ever thought to. Step by step, Trina moved her backward across the floor until the back of her knees hit the bed, and she sat down before Trina crawled onto her, taking her down to her back. The soft feel of Trina's thin body above hers only fueled her desire, a foreign sensation as she let her hands move up and down Trina's back, over her arms, and finally, under her shirt to find her small, perky breasts. Shandy had never felt anyone's breasts before, but these were perfect in her hands, and Trina moaned as she sat up and tore off her shirt. Shandy's clothes were only moments behind as Trina tugged at the hem of her shirt and sat her up enough to tear it over her head before unclasping her bra. She had only a brief second to be embarrassed before Trina laid her back down and took one taut nipple into her mouth, circling it with her tongue over and over as Shandy arched her back before nibbling at it and moving to offer the same treatment to the other. Trina kissed a trail down her stomach that had Shandy gasping for air, the raw sexuality of it making her so hot she wanted to scream. And as Trina reached the fly of her jeans and began to unzip it, Shandy felt pools of liquid fill her panties. With infinite care, Trina pulled down both jeans and panties, leaving Shandy fully exposed, and Trina's hand cupped her sex, her fingers finding the moist, hot folds and teasing at them until Shandy came with a blinding force. Trina's remarkable mischievous grin grew larger, even as her green eyes darkened to a jade color with passion before she pushed thighs apart and took Shandy's cleft into her mouth. This time, Shandy couldn't hold back the cry of delight as waves of ecstasy rolled through her over and over. Trina's tongue worked wonders, separating her lips and rolling her clit around in her mouth, stimulating her to the point of near pain, just before darting her tongue inside, flicking over and over until Shandy felt herself squirting into Trina's mouth. Trina lapped at her, moaning as she licked, and she continued the sweet torture, drawing out every last drop from Shandy, until every inch of Shandy's body felt loose and languid. Still, she wasn't done. With the pleasure she'd received, she wanted to return the favor, and she now wondered just what another girl would taste like. Pushing up on her elbows, she pulled Trina up her body so the two of them were skin to skin, and she kissed Trina's glossy lips, tasting her own juices, which surprisingly made her drip some more. Smoothly, she rolled over, putting Trina beneath her, and she drew Trina's pants down to find a perfectly formed, completely shaven pussy. She hesitantly touched it, finding it just as wet and promising as her own had been, and as she curiously drew her fingers along Trina's folds, Trina arched her back and moaned, fisting her hands in the sheets. Encouraged by the reaction, Shandy lowered her body between Trina's legs so her face was inches from the beautiful mound between her thighs, and tentatively, she dipped two fingers inside Trina's center, causing Trina to explode, crying out as cum poured down Shandy's fingers. The feel of it was incredible, and she drove her fingers in over and over until Trina could barely breathe and her whole hand was coated in sweet, salty juices. Pulling her fingers out, she drew them over Trina's clit before lowering her mouth to it and sucking it in between her lips. Trina gasped, and Shandy continued to suckle her, flicking the cleft with her tongue over and over again as she toyed at Trina's opening with her fingers. She ran circles around the sweet nub as Trina had done for her, and she could feel Trina trying to crawl away as the pleasure overwhelmed her, cum pouring out of her like a faucet and running down Shandy's chin. Finally, Trina's body seemed to settle, and Shandy pulled back, teasing with her fingers once, twice, three more times before sliding back up the beautiful, thin, birdlike body until she lay almost fully on top of Trina, whose eyes were dark with heavy lids. Her grin looked like the cat who got the canary. "Either you've done that before or you're a natural." Shandy chuckled, her whole body sizzling with aftershocks of what had to be the most amazing sex she'd ever had. "I just tried to imitate what you did, and tried to do the things I thought I liked." Trina nodded as she raised her head to kiss the tip of Shandy's nose. "That was incredible." She rolled Shandy to her side and cradled her in the crook of her shoulder, one hand toying in Shandy's long hair. "So, am I taking you home, or are you spending the night with me?" Still feeling a bit awkward about the whole situation, Shandy wasn't sure how to answer. She felt she should sleep in her own bed, but she was hesitant to leave. Trina yawned and said, "If you stay, there will definitely be more of this." That went a long way in making the decision for Shandy as her body reacted on those words. She ran a circle with one finger around Trina's left nipple, watching it grow hard and pointed as she said, "You know, I'm still not a lesbian." Trina's laugh was deep and amused as she rolled over on top of Shandy, straddling her so her moisture coated Shandy's stomach. "Maybe not, but don't tell me you don't like it." Oh, Shandy liked it. She liked it very much indeed. First Girlfriend I am 29 yrs old and working with a multinational firm as a senior consultant and writing this from USA. First of all i am not great to look at, my height is around 5'6 and around 65kgs and dark in color. I was working in a hotel in Bangalore as a head of finance and doing well. This was a five star hotel in bangalore and it was routine for me to work and go home. I never used to meet any one either supplier or our customers and it was a back office job. Once i was called to sign a contract for a vendor opening a flower shop in the hotel. A girl (Mini) not the Correct one, had come to sign as she was incharge of the place. We did the necessary work and then parted after a coffee. She was a malayali aged around 26 and was good looking, she had a 36 C sized breasts and a big ass. While days passed by i had no contact with her. However one day I recd a bill from their shop for floweres supplied by them to the hotel. I enquired with everyone in my dept before authorising as to who had bought the flowers and not one knew of it. Then i decided to call the shop and it was Mini who picked the phone. I enquired about the purchase. She gave me the details and i told her to come and collect the payment by 6 in the evening. Usually i sign cheques only in the evening and that was once in a day. That day i had a dept head meeting and had to come to my cabin only at 7 PM and saw a huge bunch of papers to be signed. Just then i got a call from this girl asking for cheque. I told her that the cheque will be given to her tomorrow since I do not know where it is. But she wanted the cheque since she had to pay the money to he flower vendor. I asked her to come down. To my surprise she was there in a minute. Since most of the guys had left i asked her to sit inside my cabin while i can fetch the paper for her. While looking for her cheque we just chatted as to how her business was and plans for expanding the business. I asked her to look for the cheque in another pile of papers and while she was looking i found something which i was looking and tried to take it, by chance my hand touched hers. I asked for pardon buut she sasid it is ok. I told her i cannot find the cheque, but if it really that urgent i will give u my personal cheque and u can return the money later when u get from the company. She told me that she is desperate and asked me to help her. I Immediately pulled cheque and gave her the same for which she was excited and wanted to repay me for my help. I told her she can do that when she gets the money. She asked me for my birthdate so that she can send flowers home. i Gave her my birthdate and after four days she gave me the money i had lent her. It was such a that the very girl had bought flowers to my house on my birthday. I was dressed to leave for office and received her at home and thanked her for the gesture. While speaking to her with a cup of coffee in both our hands she asked me what am i going to do for the day. I told her work!!!. She asked me to take off and go with my girl friend. I replied that i have none. She asked me if i can go around the house fr which i told her yes, U may but not the bath room for it is dirty. She looked at the kitchen, hall and the bed room and told me to employ a maid for the house. I toldher that it is not possible for they come at 11 in the morning and that i leave for work at 9 am. and i dont believe in leaving the keys with her. She told me that she will clean the place for the day since it was a special day. while cleaning she sweeped the place cleaned the refridgerator and the then she took charge of cleaning my bed room. On seeing the pillow she asked me as to why i was using so many pillows. for which i told her i think of someone and embrace it in my sleep for which she gave a laugh. While putting the bed spread when she bent i saw her breasts and was wondering whether to touch them, but decided not to. after cleaning the bed room She went to the kitchen. There were many soiled utensils. She wanted to clean them. I told her not mess her clothes and that i will do it in the evening. She asked me to give her a shirt which she can wearwhile cheaning. I gave her a Tshirt. She took the tshirt and went to the bed room to change. I really wanted to see her in the bra so i peeped into the key hole. Alll she did was removed her salwar and then her Bra too. It was the first time i saw a breast and she wore the tshirt and called me inside. She asked me for a lungi so that she her pyjama is not dirtied while cleaning. now i cud see her breasts boucing and my heart was pounding too. I gave her the lungi and again stood near the door to see her bottom. She removed her pyjama and then her panti and came only with the lungi and started cleaning. I cud see her breasts and really wanted to touch it. WHile she was cleaning i was standing close and watching her do things. i was really hot. She finished her work and wanted to have a shower. I told her to use my bath room inside my bed room and took a towel and went in. When she went in i touched her pantie and bra and wanted to do something. After she opened the tap for the first time i really wanted to do something. SO i ran up and closed the value of my flat. She started calling for me and when i came in she told me that there is no water. I told her to open the tap properly and that it shud be fine. she did everything but no water was flowing. I offered to help her by coming inside the bath for which she opened the door. First i pretended not to see her, and was concentrating on adjusting the tap. but later i turned back to find her standing nude., Now i cud not control, but told her to wait to ensur ethat the tap is set right. i went up and opened the valve. and came to the bath room. she unbuttoned mty clothes and started sucking my hard penis and asked me to suck her breasts. Since i never had a any experience i sucked it adn bit at times. i ejaculated my spearm inside her mouth and we had bath together and came out. we kissed a lot and it was heaven for me. i pressed her boobs rather hard and sucked her dark nipples relentlessly. we wiped each other in a towel and asked me to sit on the bed and she took my penis again and started to suck it. It was hard within seconds and she came over me to kiss, while my penis was mean her pussy. she was trying to put it inside but was not going inside for i had a thick one and she is still a virgin and was really tight. I made her sleep and asked her to suck my penis once again for which she told me that once we finished fucking she will take it in her mouth. I with great difficluty puched my penis inside her pussy and when it was fully in we fucked hard. She came in minutes. There was litlle blood and she started to suck my penis once again. and then we decided to go out for lunch. I called my office and applied for a day off. Meanwhile in the restaurent she was telling me that it was paining a lot, but she enjoyed it. she asked me how i felt, I replied by saying it was heavenly. After luch we went to shopping street and i got her a dress and she sked me if she can buy a special bra and pantie. I replied with a yes. when we came back to the flat she immediately stripped herself and took my penis and started to suck it. I wanted to try anal with her. but did not know how to proceed. i asked her if i can do it with her. She said go ahead. I trie dhard to put in but cud not suceed. we fucked each other for 6 times that day and had lots of fun. we continued fucking each other until she had to close her shop and go back to keral for her marriage. I pleaded with her not leave me and that we can marry. But she did leave me. She in now dubai with her husband. But before she left for kerala she game a gift in the form of a servant maid from kerala whom i have been fucking her every night. Most people think that she is my wife since she is good looking and i make sure that she gets the best dress. While at home she is always in her mini skirt or skin tight shorts and a tshirt. Most nights we both sleep without anything on us. she is an expert in massage and her speciality is kissing my penis before i leave for work everyday. If in the afternoon i feel like going home she will make sure fucking me. recently she had to abort our baby. I am enjoying my sex life so much so that i never thought that it is such a pleasure to fuck someome. Ihad the pleasure of trying ananl sex with her though she says it is very painful. I have fucked her in the car, and she has given me a blowjob when in a bus to Kodai kanal. I once late in the night at Goa on the shores made her strip all her clothes and she liked the experience and we did a 69 position but ended up without fucking in the open air. She is still at Bangalore with her sister and whenever i call her she keeps telling me how she misses me. I happened to tell her to send her sister back to kerala the day before i land, she tells me that i can enjoy her too and she is waiting for me to come. I am desperately looking forward to having sex with two girls both of whom are sisters. I have bought them lots of sexy under garments and wish to photograph them. First Girlfriend Shows Me The Ropes Going through high school can be torture for a guy who hasn't figured out how to get laid yet. Every day at school you're exposed to hot teenage girls just dripping with sex appeal but you don't have the wits or the balls to talk to them, and coincidentally the hormones pumping through your veins make you hornier than you'll ever be again in your life. That's why when I finally got a girlfriend my senior year it was a godsend. Amanda was hot. She was quirky and didn't really try to be cool so she wasn't on anyone's radar as the hottest girl in school. At a lean 5' 7" and with a soccer player's body, toned legs and the ass only an 18 year old could have she should've been in the running though. She had blonde hair, tight little b-cups that always poked at the front of her t-shirts and a pretty little mouth that always seemed to be hiding an amusing secret known only to her. I'm a good looking guy, 6 foot 2 and pretty well muscled, even for someone on the varsity soccer team. I've been told I look like Prince Harry, but Amanda was out of my league. When we first started dating I'd never even made out with a girl. When you have no idea that you're attractive, a quirky sense of humor and no real fashion sense you rank right around 'rapist' with level of sex appeal. Early make-out sessions with Amanda were awkward, and I had no idea how to act. Where do you put your hands? Eyes open or closed? We'd make out for hours and I'd make a habit of subtly contorting my body in weird ways to avoid her noticing my erection... The type of stuff that would drive anyone who wasn't a virgin crazy with frustration. ... The night I have my first sexual experience is at her place, and things start how they've always started. She puts on music and we're making out on her bed. After about 20 minutes of necking and wrestling around she takes her shirt off. This was only the second time I'd gotten her shirt off and her looking at her tight little tits pressed against the fabric of her bra was mesmerizing. I feel my dick growing uncomfortably against the front of my jeans and I pivot my hips away from Amanda so she doesn't notice and continue to make out. Amanda's wearing thin cotton pajama pants and decide to be bold as I grip her ass. "Someone's getting fresh" she says as she kisses my neck and adjusts her body so that her thigh is pressed lightly against the bulge in my pants. Tonight is the first time I've been to her place with her parents out of town and I'd parked my car completely down the road and snuck in through the garage to avoid getting spied on by her neighbors. I'm not sure what's going to happen tonight but her move to press against my cock is definitely an indication. My erection up to this point in our relationship has been an awkward appendage getting in the way more than anything during our make-out sessions. I've only been jerking off a few years and the thought of another person touching my dick is something I've thought of roughly 100 times a day but never even come close to in real life. The pressure of her thigh sends chills shooting up my body and I can feel my dick getting bigger and pressing harder against my jeans. Her hand lightly traces from my chest, down my stomach, and continues on its path under my belly button. I start to get anxious as I realize where she's heading and nearly panic as her hand cups the bulging front of my jeans. "what do we have here?" She says playfully in my ear. I hesitate, unsure of what to say. Years of hiding my erections under the desk at school have ingrained in me a sense of deep privacy about my sexuality. This is the person in the world I least want to embarrass myself in front of and everything in me is screaming 'Tread carefully' even though that's the last thing in the world either of us wants to do. She giggles in her girly little way. "cat got your tongue?" Just the sound of her voice in my ear sends a wave of tingling sensation through my body. I'm more and more aware of the feel of my dick against the fabric of my jeans, and I feel like a deer in the headlights with her hand pressed against it. I still haven't said anything. "Do you want me to do something with this?" She whispers playfully in my ear as she runs her hand over it. A slight groan escapes my lips. "Wow, you might be the horniest boy I've ever seen before in my life." She rolls off the bed and stands over me, idly sucking on one of her fingers as her nipples poke prettily against the fabric of her bra. "I've got an idea that I think will be fun... take off your shirt." The tone of her voice has changed a little and she's looking at me with what can only be described as a predatory smile. I'm still not sure what to say, but at this point some sort of dialog has got to be coming out of me. "Amanda..." I begin but she stops me. "Joe, take off your shirt." Her eyes are narrowed, and there's something about the way that she's standing staring at me that makes me feel put on the spot. I hesitate further. "What, do you want me to do a strip tease for you?" I offer jokingly. She's not amused. "Joe, I've been waiting three weeks to get you and that cock of yours alone, and from here on out you're going to do what I want. You have no idea how to handle me do you? She's challenging my masculinity at this point so I need to come in with some sort of confident statement: "Well I think I have some sort of... "No, you don't." She cuts me off. "You don't know the first thing about how to handle girls. You reek of virginity. You're lucky you're hot or you never would've gotten a shot at me." The tone of her voice eases as she runs a finger along my cheekbone and across my chest, "actually, your inexperience and innocence really turns me on... but if I'm going to have a good time tonight it's going to be by my rules. Now take off your fucking shirt." Her voice lifts up at the end in a girly squeak and her eyes are sparkling with amusement, but there's something about her that says she's not fucking around. I quickly pull my shirt over my head, as I wonder to myself how this pretty blonde 18 year old girl gained such control over this situation. All the porns I've seen the man has been in control, and I feel self conscious as I strip half naked in front of her laughing eyes. I'm bigger than her, stronger than her, we're the same age... I'm supposed to be the man here right? "Good boy" she chides after I throw my t-shirt on the ground. "Now for the pants" I hesitate. I've literally never been naked in front of another person before and my skin rises with goose-bumps with the thought of it fully aware f how my erection is going to look under my boxers. This is it, she's going to see me naked... the feeling that flushes through my body reminds me of the first time I jumped off the bridge into the river near my house. "Now," she says, getting sterner, and narrowing her eyes, her voice dropping an octave. 'Fuck it' I say to myself as my trembling fingers fiddle with the button of my jeans. Why is it so hard to unbutton my goddamn jeans? I concentrate nervously on the button as my cheeks heat up under Amanda's criticizing glare. The button comes loose. Thank god, that's the hard part, the zipper comes easier. I lift my hips and slide the jeans down kicking them off with my bare feet. My cock is sticking straight up against the fabric of my boxers, and the tent it makes is almost comical. My cheeks get hot when I see there's a very damp spot where my pre-cum has started to soak through. She leans over and gently grips my dick through the fabric of the boxers. Electricity shoots from the head of my dick branching through my entire body. My back arches and my hips instinctively pump against her hand. It feels even better than I thought possible. "Oh boy, someone's horny" she says, pulling her hand away. "Now why don't we lose those boxers." At this point I've made peace with the fact that my girlfriend is ordering me around and has complete control, I'm just anxious to come so I quickly slide the boxers off and now I'm lying completely naked on her bed, my cock pointing at the ceiling. I've never had such a conflicting slew of emotions running through me, embarrassment, awkwardness all with the VERY strong emotion of being more turned on than I ever have been in my life. I look at my dick, my dick looks back at me, a bit of pre cum beads up at the tip. Amanda lightly spins around and begins to walk away. Where the FUCK is she going? Her tiny ass cheeks pulse back and forth under her pjs, and her hips sway slightly back and forth. She's meaning to walk like that right? There's no way walking that sexy is unintentional. She gets to her dresser and bends slightly at the hip keeping her knees straight pressing her ass back and out towards me. Grabbing something inside the bottom drawer she looks over her shoulder at me, catching me staring, and giggles lightly. Humming, she walks back over I see what she has in her hand: A couple pairs of long soccer socks, the kind that can go most of the way up your thigh if you don't fold it back down over your shin guard. Her smile is from ear to ear as she jumps on the bed and straddles my chest. I can feel the bulge of her pussy pressing down on me and almost unconsciously she rocks it slightly back and forth on my chest. "Give me your hands" "What? Why?" "Joe, you're naked on my bed, your dick looks like it's about to explode, and I'm the only one here who can help you out with that" She reaches behind her and slaps my cock sending it bobbing back and forth like a stand-up punching bag. "Now you aren't in any position to negotiate. Put your fucking hands, above your fucking head, and if you're a good boy I'm going to give you a treat." I've waited my entire life to fool around with a girl. Now here's a living breathing high school fantasy lightly grinding her crotch back and forth across my chest giving me an ultimatum. Something in her smile is ringing warning bells inside of my head making me hesitate, but she's right. I've never wanted anything so bad as for her to touch my dick. Even gripping it lightly again like she did through my boxers I think would make me cum. She's holding all the cards and I'm not smooth enough to talk her out of it. Slowly I raise my hands above my head. Amanda takes one black sock with yellow strips out of the bunch and drops the rest beside us on the bed. Gripping the middle she lets the ends drop down to make sure that they're even. She's humming again and smiling to herself in a secretive way. She wraps the sock around my right wrist twice and her eyes narrow slightly with concentration as she ties a simple knot on the backside of my wrist and pulls it tight. Leaning forward, with her flat, tanned stomach almost pressed against my nose, she begins to fasten the ends around the post of the bed. I'm too busy staring at her body to see what she does but I can feel slight tugs as she finishes the job. She wraps a second sock the same way around my left wrist and half out of curiosity I decide to pay attention to what she's doing. Drawing my hand and with the sock ends at the back of my wrist she wraps those around the bedpost, tightening them with both hands and pulling the back of my wrist up against the wood of the post. Then she forces what remains of the ends between my wrist and the post and knots them together. The knot is pressed against the back of my wrist, but firmly out of my reac. Up to this point I shrugged this off as just a little game but now I realize that getting out might be near impossible. I wiggle my fingers and try, but don't even come close to the knot. The socks feel soft but very tight. I tug at my binds as she gets up and moves around the side of the bed. Her finger traces slowly down my body as she gets to the foot of the bed. "Amanda... fuck, you've really got my arms tied here, where'd you learn to do this?" She just grins as she grabs my ankles and pulls them towards the foot of the bed, stretching my arms out. I help her scoot down because she's exactly big enough to pull me around, and now my arms are two taught lines leading up to the headboard. She pulls two more socks from the bunch and tying simpler knots this time ties each of my ankles to a corner of the bed. "Now you're my prisoner." She slowly walks around to the side of the bed. Cocking her head to one side she reaches behind her and unhooks her bra and tossing it to the floor. Her tits almost point up at a 45 degree angle from her body, the nipples standing as erect as two pencil erasers. Next she tugs at her pajamas, sliding them down her legs. I stare at her panties, they're a light gray and sporty looking, something you'd picture a soccer player wearing. Her pussy is clearly outlined against the front, a slight bulge with a thin line in the middle leading down and out of sight through a slight damp spot about the size of a quarter. Hooking her thumb under the waistband she slides the panties down her legs and steps out of them. For the first time I'm staring at a naked girl, a perfect teen fantasy, her pubic hair trimmed down to a thin blonde line running towards her swollen pussy lips. She steps daintily to the side of the bed and casually runs her fingers along my rib cage, her eyes following wherever she touches. Everywhere she touches me tingles shoot through my hips, to my ribs, to my shoulders and up the back of my neck to the top of my scalp. Every nerve in my body is tingly with anticipation. I want to touch her so bad, to feel her pussy, to run my hands and tongue over every square inch over her body. I struggle against my binds, nearly blind with need. I can tell this is making her more excited as the tip of her pink tongue darts out of her mouth for a second and another mischievous smile spreads across her face. I've never felt my cock throb before but every nerve is so finely tuned that I can feel my heartbeat in the head of my dick. Then it occurs to me: for the first time in my life, I don't have control over my own body. I need to cum so bad that my only thought is to reach down and stroke my cock, but with each tug I realize more and more that I am helpless, at my girlfriend's will. She gets onto the bed and straddles my leg, still running her fingers almost randomly around my body, watching me squirm trying to escape the tickling sensation. Slowly her fingers circle closer to my dick, until she's gripping the shaft. Leaning over she lowers her mouth. I can feel her hot breath on my dick. Lightly she runs her tongue up and down my shaft like she's licking an ice cream cone. At the same time she gently cups my balls, rolling them lightly back and forth. It feels amazing but definitely isn't enough to let me cum, I know she's teasing me, and a light girly giggle only reinforces that as she looks up and grins. I uncontrollably pump my hips looking for more friction so I can get some sort of release. "My, my" she mutters as she lightly tickles my dick with her lips, "you must be getting frustrated." I can feel the vibrations of her voice. She continues to tickle my balls and run her tongue and fingers up the length of my shaft. I can feel an orgasm start to build and my entire body tenses, straining for some sort of release. I can feel myself soaked in sweat at this point and every muscle is taught and straining against my bonds. That's when she stops. "You don't think I'm going to let you get away that easy did you?" She says tauntingly. She crawls forward letting the head of my dick run down her body leaving a thin trail of pre-cum over her tits and down her stomach. She straddles my chest again and I can feel the wetness of her pussy pressing against my stomach as she leans forward and offers a nipple into my mouth. "Suck on my tit like a good boy" she commands. Frustrated I have no choice but to comply. Her nipple is rock hard in my mouth as I roll it back and forth across my tongue. A slight moan escapes her lips as I eagerly suck away. The other breast is offered and I strain against the socks tying me to the bed as I suck deeply on that nipple as well. She lets out a light giggle as she pulls her breasts away from me. I strain upwards, trying to sit up and follow her tits but my arms hold me back from rising more than a couple inches. "This is fun." She giggles. I feel a slight drip on my belly as another drop of pre-cum falls off my dick, reminding me of how horny I am. "So far you've been getting all the attention, now I think it's time you showed your appreciation" I'd never even seen a pussy before today but as she moved hers further up my chest and towards my face I had a view of the most perfect pussy I'll ever see again in my life. Her lips are swollen and pink, glistening with her wetness. Kneeling directly over my face she hooks one, then another perfectly tanned leg over my shoulders, her calves tucking under my arms. Then she sits back, her pussy just in front of my face. All her weight is pushing my shoulders down into the bed, limiting my movement even further. She is in a position of complete dominance. "Now Joe," her voice chimes out lightly, "you're going to lick my pussy, until I cum all over your face." She moves herself into position and all I can see is her pretty pussy lips, taking up my entire world. The warm wetness engulfs me as her pussy lips press themselves against my mouth. My tongue slides over the crease as I savor the taste of my first vagina. She tastes amazing and I lick harder, moving my head up and down in a nodding motion. Her hips rock back and forth pushing herself hard against my mouth and I push back, grinding my face into her and smearing her juices all over my face. I'd heard a lot of guys saying that they didn't like going down on a girl, but this was amazing! Reaching down Amanda parts her lips and I explore the inner folds of her pussy. My tongue licks up and down the length of it, as more of her juices flow. More moans escaped Amanda's lips as she rocked her hips harder into me. I tongue the vagina itself, trying to force my way in. "Lick my clit" she mutters breathlessly. I have no idea where the clit it but she's already outlined it with two of her fingers and positions it directly into my mouth. My tongue runs over the swollen knob of her clit. I can feel it rolling back and forth as I do everything I can to stimulate it. The tone of her moans became higher pitched. "Lick my fucking pussy, oh fuck, lick it." I'm licking her pussy as much as I can but with the lack of experience Amanda finally decides to take matters into her own hands. Out of breath and panting she pushes my head back away from her and sits back on my chest, keeping her pussy tilted towards my face. My tongue needs the break and I'm happy to sit back and watch her slim fingers run up and down her pussy, spreading the lips as she rubs her clit. Her entire pussy is practically glistening it's so wet, her lips spread and her hips are pumping back and forth as she alternately rubs her clit and runs her fingers down her lips. Faster and faster, she's practically whimpering now. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck! Oh Fuck!" She screams, her legs tensing against my shoulders as her body rocked with her orgasm. "fuuuuuuuuck!" "Fuck." She whispers as her body relaxes. Untangling her legs she shifts her body so she's lying next to me. "good boy" she whispers in my ear as her hand strays back down to my cock. My dick is still in the same state of throbbing frustration she'd left it in and with her touch my body tenses with effort. I need to cum. She wraps her hand around my shaft and slides it up and down, gripping it at the base and brushing the head on every upstroke. I've worked up a good amount of pre-cum and soon everything is coated and slippery with it. Within seconds I can feel the orgasm rising through me as her tiny hand works up and down, faster and faster. First Girlfriend Shows Me The Ropes Right before I start to cum I feel a split second of embarrassment as what had always been a private thing was about to happen in front of her. That fades as the intensity of my orgasm overtakes everything I can think about. "I'm fucking cumming!" I shout, losing all control, my arms and legs straining against their bonds as I come in wave after wave. Her hand never slows as it's covered in my semen, her grip milking more and more out of me, spraying all over my stomach. As the last of the orgasm sweeps through my body her hand stops moving and rests lightly against my chest. "Good boy" She mutters softly as she lays her head in the crook of my shoulder and falls asleep. I'm still tied to her bed, but something about this moment makes me not want to wake her. I'm content to just lie here for awhile, basking in the aftermath of what just happened. My first sexual experience was better than anything I imagined possible, and I had felt that this was going to be one hell of a relationship. * Afterword: This is a true story. I altered the names, but altered very little about the events, the dialog, or anything else. The next month of the school year and that summer with Amanda were some of the most amazing months of my life. I turned from being a complete sexual train wreck to a power house in bed as we explored each others bodies and boundaries. Needless to say this wasn't my last time being tied up in her bed as she loved being dominant. But I was able to turn the tables on her more than a few times and gave her a taste of her own medicine. Our relationship ended the way most high school relationships end: with us leaving for college and leaving each other to our own lives. Sometimes it's best to end on a high note with the truly great ones so that your memory of them can remain as pure as possible. I've been turned on to light bondage ever since thanks to Amanda. I'm sure it's something that will always define my sexuality, and that certainly proved to be true at college as I enlightened many girls on campus about the wonders of being tied-up, tying someone else up, power-play, denial, and how much fun light bondage can be. I hope you've enjoyed my story, and hopefully I'll find the time to write more stories about my sexual experiences with Amanda and other girls I've met since. I'm a first time writer so feedback is greatly appreciated. I can be reached via email.