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Chapter 107 Sweet Love

  • I first met Jonathan when I was fourteen. He lived in the house next door and he came to my window at night, and I would let him in. We were both virgins; we had never touched each other before, and it seemed so wonderful that there was someone who wanted me as much as I wanted him. The first time it happened, after a long night of passionate kissing and caressing, he lay back on my bed with his legs spread, and I ran my hands over his smooth skin, feeling how firm it was. Then I reached between his thighs and held the warm fleshy part that was hiding under his underwear. It felt like an enormous cock, so hard and hot. My heart pounded in my chest as I explored its length, until I could feel it press against my palm. Even then it didn't seem real, but only something that belonged to another person, not to me. I felt dirty because I knew what I was doing was wrong, even though I also felt strangely excited about touching him. When he finally pushed himself up onto all fours and took off his pants, I thought my eyes would pop out of my head. His penis looked so big, dark red and swollen with blood. I had seen pictures of penises before, but this one was different: It wasn't soft and flaccid and hanging down from a hairy body. This one was hard and huge. And it had a large bulbous head at the end, which made it look like it was about to burst.
  • He helped me take off my clothes too, and once we were naked he kissed me again, and again, and then he straddled my hips and placed his penis just inside my vagina. I cried out in surprise, and then I began to shake. "What's wrong?" he asked, and I shook my head. "Did you hurt yourself?" I nodded, unable to speak. But then I felt him push himself further into me, and I couldn't help myself; I moaned. I pulled his head close and kissed him, and then I began to move my hips, sliding his cock in and out of me.
  • That was the first time I'd ever been fucked, and it was the most amazing experience of my life. Afterward he fell asleep, still inside me, and I lay awake for hours, my nipples hard and my pussy throbbing with pleasure. As I drifted off to sleep, I thought about how lucky I was that Jonathan was the first boy I had ever slept with, because I knew nothing could compare to this. All my girlfriends talked about their boyfriends and how they had experienced everything together—sex, masturbation, oral sex, anal sex, cunnilingus, mutual masturbation, all of it. They told me they had done anything and everything with them, and that it was always better than any other kind of sexual activity.
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