[junebaby]

M: Damn. No tissue.

Me: Wipe it on the rocks then wash it in the sea?

M: I meant for my cock.

Me: Oh. I'll help you wipe it with my hand?

M: Er.

I grabbed it again. Wiping the head with my hand. He seemed to be in pain, or maybe it was pleasure. I couldn't tell.

M: It's still sensitive.

Me: Oh! Then just wear back your clothes. Don't think anyone will notice.

M: Right.

Me: Wow. I made a guy cum.

M: It's not that hard.

Me: Really?

M: Once we're sufficiently aroused.

Me: What makes you aroused then? Kissing? Touching?

M: Yeah. Those.

Ah. So that was why he didn't want to touch my breasts. He didn't want to get aroused too fast.

Me: Did you like it?

M: Of course. Sorry I didn't do much for you.

Me: What could you have done?

M: Touched you longer? Elsewhere?

Me: Where? Like here?

I took his other hand, the clean one, and placed it on my pussy. He almost jumped again.

Me: Actually I touched myself just now. It felt very wet. Is it like your precum?

M: I think so?

Me: How would you touch me here?

M: Er… I would show you if I had clean hands.

Me: Isn't your other hand clean?

M: Not clean enough.

Me: Maybe we should be doing this somewhere more private.

M: I agree.

Me: Are you staying over at the chalet?

M: I guess so? I told John I'll chill and drink with him tonight.

Me: And yet here you are with me.

M: Yeah.

Me: Hope April manages to entertain him.

M: You know he kept talking so much about April. Wanting to ask her out and all that. But she was always surrounded by other guys.

Me: You know that's funny. April was saying the same thing.

M: I guess all's well ends well?

Me: Guess so. Anyway, I think we both need to go for confession.

He laughed.

M: Yes we definitely do.

He washed his hands by the sea and we spent the rest of the night chatting about our lives, our dreams and aspirations.

It wasn't long before April and John came looking for us.

A: Oh there you are.

J: We were worried about you.

Me: We're fine. He was just telling me how he wants to sign on in the army and join special forces.

J: Haha! Yeah. He keeps telling me that too.

A: May we join you?

M: Sure.

They sat down beside us and took out more alcohol and we drank and chatted for the rest of the night.
Nothing happened for the rest of the night. We only drank and chatted. The strange part was the more I interacted with Mike, the more I found myself liking him for whatever reason.

It was almost dawn when we all headed back to the bungalow and Mike was finally able to wash up. I hope I didn't cause him any infections.

As we all walked out to take the first bus home, hand-in-hand, I wondered how I should break this news to my parents. I don't think they were particularly adverse to the idea of me dating as long as I did well in my studies. Besides, Mike was a good Catholic boy, and I was sure they would like a good Catholic boy.

Anyway, the school holidays were the perfect opportunity for us to go out. I didn't really want to go out with him alone though, not because I was afraid of what he would do, but I was more afraid of what I could do. Never in my life had I expected myself to pleasure a guy with my hands the first day we actually got to know each other. I was bold beyond belief.

Luckily, April and John were sort of dating as well. So we went out for movies and meals. John appeared to be pretty well to do, often paying for April, and buying her things. I didn't want Mike to do that for me. It felt wrong. I could well afford my own things. I didn't need him to buy my affections, instead it was the little things he did that win me over.

Like he made a jar of folded stars for me. Which guy actually does that? It was something a girl would do. Sometimes when we took a bus together, he would fold a heart for me with the bus ticket. I would keep these things dear to me, in a little box somewhere.

One fateful day however, my entire family was not at home. My dad was working, and my mom had taken my brothers out. We didn't have mobile phones back then, so I called Mike at his house.

Me: I'm alone at home.

M: Oh? Is everything alright?

Me: Yup. Just wondering if you wanna come over and study or something? I'm quite bored at home.

M: Sure. I'll be there in half an hour.

I don't know what possessed me that day. Maybe it was the same horny sex demon. But I went straight to the bathroom with a pair of scissors.

I noticed some of the ladies in the blue films were hairless down below, and it made the guys want to lick them down there. I always wanted to know how it would feel like. I carefully trimmed my hairy bush, before coating the remaining hair with cream and shaving it off with my leg razor. It felt different. Very smooth. I started touching myself, tracing my fingers along the labial lips, trying to figure out which was the sensitive part that my bolster made feel so good. I eventually discovered the mound of flesh covered by a small flap of skin known as the clitoris. Each touch sent jolts of electricity through my body. If he didn't know that was where he should lick me, I would definitely tell him.

Mike arrived soon after and I let him in. We went straight to my room. I had showered after shaving so I was only dressed in an oversized t-shirt. I think he noticed that my nipples were poking through the fabric and he tried not to stare.

He placed his backpack at the side of the table.

M: You wanna get dressed first?

He turned away and started taking out his textbooks. He had brought over his Econs textbook.

In my mind I was thinking how dense this guy must be. Did he really think I wanted to study?

I sneaked up behind him and pulled off his t-shirt.

M: Woah. What's going on?

Me: I wanna study you.

Yes. It was lame. I get it. But I really was possessed by that sex demon.

He turned around to face me, the same shy smile on his face. I had never seen him topless before. I ran my hands down his sculpted arms, his defined chest. Maybe if he watched his diet, he would have abs.

I decided to be cheeky and licked his nipple. He jumped. I guess I really should stop watching so much porn. I made a note to tell April to stop coming over with those VCDs.

I pushed him onto the bed. Despite being an athlete, he was surprisingly weak. Or maybe it was because he was with me. I got on top of him and sat on his stomach. His hands snaked under my t-shirt. He ran them up my sides and cupped my breasts.

M: They feel bigger today.

I smacked him lightly.

Me: You mean they weren't big enough before?

He squeezed lightly. I moaned softly.

M: Feels more swollen.

He cupped them with both hands, brushing his fingers against my already hardened nipples. I bit my lip.

Me: Oh. Period coming.

M: I see.

I lay on top of him and we began kissing again. He was really a gentle kisser. Not that I had experienced a rough kisser before. But the way he kissed made me want more. He was good at teasing me and then holding back. But the demon had already taken over me, and I was determined to make him cum again so I could see what exactly it was like.

While our tongues were engaged in a furious battle, my hand went into his shorts. I used the same trick again, thumb rubbing his precum all over the head. It seemed to drive him crazy.

His own hand slid down my body. Then he froze.

Me: What's wrong?

M: It's smooth.

Me: Surprise!

M: What?

Me: I shaved. Don't know why. Wanted to try.

I could feel his fingers move around. It felt better than when I did it. So this was heavy petting? He knew the clit, and he knew how to play with it. I was absolutely dying over there while trying to play with his cock.

He pulled my t-shirt up and exposed my breasts. Another first for us. He took a nipple in his mouth and sucked lightly while twirling his tongue around. I swear I peed a little. Goodness. This guy really knew how to turn a virgin on.

Then it happened, he slid a finger in. I was totally not expecting that, having never done that before. I wanted him to stop but my body refused to. His finger went in and out slowly, I could feel how wet I was below. At the same time, I hoped he didn't tear my hymen.

We continued kissing and playing with each other's parts. He managed to grab both my boobs with one hand and play with my nipples with his thumb and little finger. It kind of made me feel like my breasts were too small. His other hand was still busy down below. He kissed my neck tenderly, then ran his tongue down towards my collarbone. I didn't know what he was doing but I was going crazy. Crazy enough to want to jump on him and put his hard cock into me.

Before long, there was this unknown sensation below. I started to tremble uncontrollably. I bit into his shoulder and he didn't stop me.

Me: Oh my god! What the fuck!??

He didn't stop, but maintained the steady movements of his fingers. I stopped moving and lay on his chest trying to catch my breath.

Me: Shit. What did you do to me?

M: I think you came.

Me: What? Really? That's an orgasm?

M: I think so?

Me: What? Wow. Ok.

M: Now we're even.

Me: What the fuck?

M: It's payback for that night at the beach.

Me: You idiot! You could have just said you wanted to do it. Why wait until now? You know how torturous it was?

M: Oh. I didn't know. We seemed to be just teasing each other. I didn't know what the limits were.

I got off him. His thigh was wet.

Me: Was that me?

M: I think so.

Me: You didn't cum?

M: No.

Me: You're not aroused? We were petting for so long.

M: Errr…

Me: Not fair. You must cum too. Cum for me.

He started stroking himself.

The demon took over again.

I bent down between his legs and put it in my mouth. Looking up at him, I saw his eyes widen in disbelief.

I didn't know what I was doing. Was I supposed to be sucking or licking? Was I supposed to use my tongue? Where do my hands go? The blue films really didn't show much, except that the guys really enjoyed it. I guess it was time to experiment.

He was a nice size and it filled my mouth perfectly. Not too big that I couldn't suck properly, and not too small that I didn't know what I should be doing.

He closed his eyes and moaned softly. I caressed his testicles. I got a shock as I felt them shrink and he twitched, releasing his warm semen into my mouth. Once again, I was lost, what was I supposed to do? Was I supposed to continue? Was I supposed to stop? Was I supposed to suck harder?

In the end, I chose the suck harder option and left him there groaning and moaning as he emptied his load into my mouth. I felt him getting soft so I removed my mouth from his cock and dribbled the semen onto his stomach. It was a lot. I read somewhere that there was only 10cc in an ejaculation. This, mixed with my saliva, was definitely more like 100cc.

It was his turn to lie there catching his breath. I had a satisfied grin on my face.

My first blowjob, probably his too, and I made him cum with my mouth despite not knowing what I was doing.