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Learning to let go (part 5)I don’t suppose I will ever forget Easter Sunday. It seemed as if this was always destined to be a fateful day for me. I wasn’t at work, my parents had gone away on Thursday, my sister was staying with friends, I had a date planned with my new boyfriend, and it was my “safe” period (you see I’m not on the pill).Me and Ben had had a first date on Thursday, and this had got me excited – wanting to take it further with him. He’s older than me, and quite good looking. So on Sunday, after I’d been to the morning mass, I’d arranged to go on a picnic with him. I thought that perhaps we could make love under a tree. That’s how I imagined it was going to be.I was wearing a pair of white shorts, together with a pink and white striped top for the occasion. I’d also put on a pair of new red knickers, just in case it got that far between us. I suppose I hoped it would, and it made me excited just to put them on in the expectation of our sharing sex.I guess we were both really eager to see each other. He’d been phoning me every day since Thursday. I know I became really excited as soon as I heard the familiar engine of his Corolla outside. My heart was already pumping when he knocked on the door – with me hesitating to open it, so as not the betray my eagerness for him. I was still pretending to be the shy maiden.We stood for a moment or two, mumbling canlı bahis a few words of greeting, before he took both my hands and we felt ourselves being drawn to each other once our palms touched. That was all it took….I never realised that such a momentous event in my life could start so quickly, so easily. I knew straight away that our picnic on the beach was going to be cancelled.I felt his hands moving down to my bottom as we hugged each other, and this time I instinctively responded. There was no shyness or hesitation in me now. And then he was on his knees, lifting my top and rubbing his face across my tummy, kissing my tummy button. I had my eyes half closed. I felt as if I was going to faint…. These were new and wonderful sensations.I could feel his hands undoing the top button on my shorts, and then tugging them down to my ankles. My red knickers quickly followed. After all the months of hesitation with my old boyfriend, I was surprised at how quickly things had moved, how far I had let myself go with Ben. I seemed to have no doubts now that this was the right time: the right moment. He guided me to the couch in the sala, sitting me down and lifting my two legs onto the seat. I closed my eyes and felt his tongue – the full flat broad width of his tongue licking at me from the bottom of my opening to the top. He seemed to know just what to do to excite bahis siteleri me, circling at the top, round and round, gently using the tip of his tongue…before starting at the bottom again.When he stopped, I opened my eyes to see if anything was wrong, and there he was standing over me completely naked. His face was wet, and I felt no shyness in touching his erect penis. It felt wonderfully hard. It seemed quite normal to have my fingers around it, as if my whole life had been building up to this moment. It was as if I had done it before. Human nature, I guess, was telling me what to do.I wanted him now. But not here. Not on the couch. I wanted him in my own room, on my own familiar single bed. I knew that I would feel more easy, more comfortable giving up my virginity there. And all I said was, “C’mon, I want it upstairs”. I wanted to say something romantic, something that would match the occasion, but that is all I could think of to say. I was still a little nervous when the moment came. The preparation had been like a dream, a wonderful dream. Now was the moment of truth, but things had gone too far to stop now. I could feel his hard penis pushing at my opening, parting the lips. Then there was a sudden moment of soreness as he gained entry.When I told him it hurt, he slowed down a little. And then slowly, ever so slowly, he pushed again and again in güvenilir bahis a slow rhythmic movement – getting ever more deeply inside me with every thrust. My nipples had grown to three or four times their normal size by this time, and he started to suck on my titties.As he licked under my arms, I suddenly felt as if I wanted to pee. I was frightened I was going to wet the bed. I told him I wanted to go to the toilet, but it was as if he hadn’t heard me, and he just kept on licking my body, and pushing deeper and deeper inside me. I had my legs up high, and clung to his back as he pushed. I told him I loved him, and he thrust his hips faster and faster as I whispered in his ear.Then suddenly there was a wonderful feeling inside my body, and the walls of my vagina became amazingly wet. I felt rested, wonderfully relaxed, but Ben didn’t seem to want to finish. He turned me over onto my front and started kissing my back and then my bottom, and then suddenly I felt he was sliding inside me again…I guess it went on for most of the day like this. The sun was already setting by the time I felt his penis swelling inside me and the rush of his warm semen being released. I rode him now – for the first time I rode him – and managed to get another wonderful sensation run through my body.So it’s finally happened. But somehow I’m not satisfied. I’d always thought that once I became a woman, I’d be satisfied and complete. In fact, I think I’m less satisfied now than before. All I can think about now is the next time – when, oh when, is the next time going to be? Is it always going to be like this?
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