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My name is Elisabeth. I have been called Lizzy, Liz, Tomboy Liz and Beth. Probably other names behind my back. I am 5’8″, weigh 130 pounds, am 24 years old and wear an A cup bra, when I wear one at all. People say I am slender, thin, lanky, slim, athletic and flat chested. My eyes are green with flecks of gold and my hair is light brown, hanging just below my shoulders.I am one of four children; two older brothers and one younger brother. You can imagine what life was like around them and why I was called a tomboy. Our family lived in various locations in the western U.S. as we grew up. My father’s career called for him to move more than any of us would have liked but he made good money, I think anyway; we were not privy to that information as we grew up. I love my family deeply. We all had, and have, good relationships with each other. The pre-teen and teen years were a bit difficult but that is to be expected. We were all into various sports, depending on the time of year; soccer to skiing. Like most boys, my brothers were into the usual male things (besides sports), cars, how things worked, taking things apart and hopefully getting them back together, exploring the world in general and then the big one, girls.Probably due somewhat to their influence and also my own natural inclinations, I was into the same type of things. I was never the frilly, dainty, delicate girl that played with dolls and read romance novels. This is not to say I was not interested and concerned about some female things, like boobs for instance. Sex came later.I remember when I first realized that not only was I the tallest girl in my class but I was one of only a few that had not yet started to show any boob development. I recall, somewhat tearfully, asking my mother what was wrong with me. I thought I detected a worried look on her face but she explained how we are all different and things happen at different times and speeds. “Don’t worry,” she said with a smile, “Yours will begin to grow one day soon and turn out beautiful!” I accepted that as best as I could and life went on; me not developing while my classmates grew.It was not until I was sixteen that I finally began to notice a different feeling. They were starting to develop. I was thrilled! I was becoming a woman. More time passed. My nipples enlarged but while my friends were clearly developing a noticeable chest, I was flat. More crying to Mom. More explanations. “Remember we all have different bodies and different sizes. It is nothing to worry about. You are a beautiful young woman and it will make no difference in your physical development as a female.” But it made a big difference in my mind!During this time we had moved twice, so two different schools for all of us. I was always the tall, flat chested, athletic girl, and not very happy about it. I wanted to be ‘normal’. I wanted to be noticed like the boys were noticing other girls. I had always been somewhat shy. It was just my personality. I was sharp as my Buck knife in my studies, always straight ‘A’s, but never the one to raise my hand. Our moving also did not help, it was hard to make and keep friends when you were not around for more than two or three years. Not to mention being self-conscious over my obvious lack of development.We moved to Denver when I was fourteen. By the time I was sixteen we were still living in Denver, I was still in the same high school where I had started as a freshman and still flat chested. I had come to accept that this was going to be my lot in life but it did not make me happy and probably continued to contribute to my shyness. My older brothers had both received cars, older but in good mechanical condition, when they turned sixteen and passed their driving tests. I had always set my heart on a canvas-topped older Jeep. My Dad did not disappoint. I passed my test the day I turned sixteen and the next morning found a light blue CJ-7 Jeep parked out front. I was thrilled when I saw it and received the keys! I could not thank them enough.I love the outdoors and the Jeep made it possible for me to explore even more of it. So while everyone else that had a car had a sedan of some type, I had a Jeep and I was proud of it! I threw myself into my outdoor life and tried not to think about other things I was missing. My studies and outdoor activities kept me happy but in the back of my mind, where I tried to keep it, there was always this lingering yearning.I had a definite interest in sex. I read Cosmo online and other even more explicit sites. I had begun to masturbate and experience the wonderful world of orgasms. I would lie in bed at night, dreaming of my prince charming as I rubbed and caressed myself to ecstasy! My nipples had become wonderfully sensitive and the juice ran freely from my hot, swollen pussy as I became more and more excited. I experimented putting one or two fingers in me; moving them in and out and around felt fantastic. They were always dripping when I withdrew them. Once I licked them and realized they had a very enjoyable taste, it became a regular ritual. My clit was somewhat prominent and loved attention from my fingers. After experimenting a few times I had my first orgasm, what a terrific euphoric ending! With more practice, any combination of fingers inside me or on my clit always rewarded me with an orgasm.I had read about the ‘toys’ that were available but never had the nerve to go into the places where they were sold and knew I probably could not hide one anyway. So they remained in my mind for future pleasure. Meanwhile I developed my techniques. Discovering the joy the hand held shower head could produce just added more ammunition to my arsenal of fun!I only had two really good girlfriends. We could talk about anything and pretty much did. They had both had sex numerous times and would tell me about it, blow by blow detail sometimes. This caused more masturbation on my part. I was so frustrated. I went to parties but I know I was a wall flower and no guys showed much, if any, interest in me. My girlfriends would complain about how the guys would always look at their boobs first; I never had that problem! Eventually I realized that although Escort Göztepe my boobs were almost non existent, my nipples were very generously developed. Wearing a push-up bra, when there was hardly anything to push up, or any other kind of bra, simply hid my luscious nipples. So at parties and other appropriate events I wore no bra and either a fairly tight tee shirt or a loose, thin poly blouse. Both let my nipples stand straight and proud. Now the guys had something to see, something that was obscured by the bras most other girls wore. I finally felt like a woman! Eventually, at a party in my senior year, one of the more popular guys in the school came up to me and offered me a beer. We had talked at school many times before but it was mostly about our homework. I think he appreciated me for my mind. Ha! Like that is what I wanted to be appreciated for! This time he was interested in just me. We talked for a bit, danced some and then he asked me if I wanted to go upstairs with him. I jumped at the chance!It was not like I had never been kissed but I had never held a cock in my hands, let alone anything further than that. He pulled me down on the bed with him and started to kiss and caress me. He actually paid attention to my small boobs and it felt wonderful. He moved my hand to his cock and I was happy to rub it through his pants. All these new and wonderful feelings! Soon he was under my tee shirt fondling my nipples. “Mmmm,” I softly moaned. My no bra strategy obviously worked. I know they made me more visually exciting than some of the large chested girls who were also large sized, especially compared to me. “Do you like that?” he asked with his mouth full. “You have very beautiful, tasty nipples.”“It is wonderful, don’t stop, I love it.”He undid his belt and pulled down the zipper. I reached in and felt a cock for the first time. It felt bigger than I had imagined, which just got me more excited. I was stroking it but was completely unsure of what I was doing. He still had his mouth switching from nip to nip and his right hand was rubbing the crotch of my jeans, which were totally soaked.“Listen,” he said. “Let’s just take a quick break so we can get our clothes off and I can get a condom out.”By the time he finished the sentence, his shirt was off and his pants well on the way. I was lying on my back, shirt around my neck, my chest exposed to a guy for the first time. “God I love your nipples! Not to mention how soaking wet you are. Come on pull those jeans off and let me see what must be a beautiful pussy!”“Tom, slow down for a minute. I need to talk to you.”He looked shocked. “Is something wrong? I thought you wanted this. I am sorry if I did something improper!”“No, nothing is wrong and I do want this! But I just feel like I need to tell you that I have never been with a guy before. I am flying sort of blind here.”“Oh my god! You’re serious aren’t you?”“Totally. Just go slow with me. I want this to be great. I want it to be right for both of us. You need to teach me how and what to do.”“Liz, I am so happy you told me and that you picked me!” He laid back down and held me and softly gave me many kisses. “It will be perfect! Is it okay if we get undressed?”“Sure, that sounds like a good start.” I said with a little giggle. He laughed also and we proceeded to get naked. First time naked in front of a guy and I felt totally normal and happy.I think I was lucky because he was extremely gentle and caring. He taught me how to be careful and enjoy giving a blow job. He went down on my hairy pussy and made me cum. That was my only bit of embarrassment, it was the last time a guy every saw my pussy hairy, but he made no comment.Now there was nothing left except for the big moment! Neither of us said anything. I watched him put the condom on and I laid back, closed my eyes and spread my legs. I wanted this bad. I wanted to be a complete woman. I wanted a man deep in me and I wanted to lose my virginity!I felt him position himself between my legs and rub his cock up and down between my swollen pussy lips. He gradually began to enter me. In my mind I was thinking of what my fingers felt like. His cock was much bigger and longer. It slowly moved deeper, stretching me like I had never felt. Then he stopped. “I can feel something inside you. I have heard it hurts and you may bleed.” “Just push through,” I said. “I know what to expect. Fill me deep!”He pushed and I felt it break. “Oh,” I blurted out.He paused. “Get all the way in now!” I exclaimed. He quickly plunged as deep as he could and held it there.I opened my eyes, he was looking at me. “There goes your virginity!” and we both laughed.“Now fuck me properly like you have probably done with dozens of girls!”“You are number three, my first virgin and one hell of a woman.” With that he picked up speed little by little until he was really pounding me. We were both moaning and whispering words of passion. I could feel my orgasm building and locked my legs around him. As my orgasm started I squeezed him even tighter. He also began to cum, I could feel the pulsing of his cock. It was the most wonderful, joyful moment of my life. His pulsing stopped but he remained on top, still in me. “Liz, words cannot express how happy and privileged I feel. This will not be our last time. You are an extraordinary woman!”“And you are an extraordinary guy! I have heard and read some virginity horror stories but this was absolutely fantastic. Thank you!”He rolled off and laid beside me. We were both covered in sweat. I saw his semen in the condom and wondered what he tasted like. One day soon I would find out.We became an ‘item’ for the rest of the year. I tried to make up for what I felt like I had missed and he was happy to oblige. Location was a bit of a problem sometimes due to our families but we managed to work it out. We spent many hours in my jeep, off in a remote area.I really got into blow jobs. The taste was not exactly what I expected but I learned to live with it, especially when I learned how much fun it was to control a guy until he begged desperately for release. Of course he did the same to me and I had to beg Caddebostan escort for him to finish me with his wonderful tongue. He was rewarded with my juice flowing.I intensely wanted to feel him actually cum in me, to avoid the condoms. So I began to use birth control and we both were tested for STDs with negative results. From them on it was bare, skin on skin. It was a wonderfully delicious awareness to feel his hot cum pulse in me and to have it later drip slowly out. I felt so complete. He treated me with respect and love; I could not ask for more.But it was our first and last year, not even a full year, together. I had been accepted at the School of Mines, better known as just ‘Mines’, to pursue my science career and he was off to an Ivy school to become a lawyer. We talked about staying in touch but I think at some level we both knew that was not going to happen. We made the most of the summer, enjoying our time together and having as much sex as possible! I think we opened each other’s eyes to the possibilities of a loving, sexual relationship. We both cried when we had to leave each other but aside from a few early communications it was the end.In August I went to Mines in my Jeep and was once again the tall lanky, rangy, flat chested girl among many well endowed girls that caught the guys’ attention. The school was only twelve miles from my house so I lived at home to keep expenses down. My two older brothers were away at State Universities. My younger brother was at home with me, what fun.In the right circles Mines is a well known school. It is difficult to get in to. I was lucky that I received a scholastic scholarship, otherwise I probably would be at a State school also. But I went knowing no one, and living at home made it all the more difficult to meet people. I did hang out at the right spots but did not have much success. Made some casual acquaintances but no people I really ‘clicked’ with.Just by pure chance I sat next to a guy, Norman, in Advanced Calculus. My first thought was who names their child Norman? He had nice looking, fairly long curly hair that I think he only washed sometimes and otherwise just let it hang. We said “Hi” to each other when we both sat down in class but other than that, not much communication. He was obviously at least as shy as me but he was also at least as smart as me.About a month into the semester I was having difficulty with a concept so after class I asked if he would help me. He said, “Sure!” so we found a quiet place to talk. He easily explained it to me. He was very bright and quite talkative about calculus but after we had finished he became quiet.I really was attracted to his brain and hidden personality so I decided to push things and see if I could get to know him better. He was from Chicago so he had an apartment, a good thing. “My home is only a few miles away so I live at home. Parents and younger brother do not leave me much privacy. If you ever would like to get together let me know. We could go to your place or a Starbucks, whatever.”“I would really like that! You might have noticed that I am kind of awkward around people, I don’t want to be but I am just sky and reserved. I have wanted to get to know you but just did not know how to approach you.”I gave him a big smile, “I have had the same thoughts. Good thing we found a way to break the ice! What are you doing now?”“No plans or classes scheduled ‘til this afternoon.”“Lets get a Starbucks and walk the campus a bit.”“Great!” He said.We bought our coffee and started to walk the beautiful campus. I talked about my family and life a bit and then asked about his. He responded telling me about his life back in Chicago. As time past we both became more open and talkative. Before we knew it, it was past lunch and we both had classes to get to. We exchanged numbers, emails, both wanting this to continue.We would meet after every calculus class to spend time together, text each other during the day, talk at night occasionally but it went no further. I had the same old thoughts, he enjoys our conversations but was not sexually attracted to me.Finally I basically invited myself over to his apartment one Monday night. His response was hesitant but he finally said, “Sure, come on over tomorrow after dinner. I need to do some cleaning.” He did not seem exactly excited. I needed to know if I should move on or if there was really more hidden below the superficial part of him. What I found was a huge surprise.I was really horny. I had been having fairly regular sex and then overnight it was gone. For months I had been limited to my masturbation techniques; I was very frustrated! This is the mood I was in when I showed up at 7pm the next night, wearing tight jeans and tee shirt, no bra of course.He was really glad to see me and the apartment was spotless. He had a nice wine and some cheese and crackers for us; soft, slow music playing in the background. I could have jumped him right there. My pussy was already wet in hopeful anticipation.We sat next to each other on the couch enjoying the wine and cheese. I was in a totally unfamiliar position. I had only been with one guy and he made all the moves. Norm gave all the signals of wanting more but he just sat and talked. Should I push this further? Would he reject me? Maybe he was gay?I snuggled up to him. Put my head on his shoulder, his arm around my shoulders. His fingers were within a few inches of my rock hard nipples. I was ready to scream! Finally his hand started a slow move towards my urgently yearning nipples. Would he never get there?!At the speed of tar he finally made a tentative brush and I immediately moaned and leaned further into him. He took the hint and began a gentle caressing of both. I whispered, “Go under my shirt.”He did, being very tender. As he realized how much I was enjoying it, he increased his speed and intensity. I reached for his cock and as I touched him, through his jeans and he jumped. “Did I hurt you?” I asked.“No, not at all! It just surprised me. It felt wonderful. I really want you!”I know I had little experience but this did not seem like clothes ripping desire. Bağdat Caddesi escort bayan I was confused.“Beth, I need to tell you something.”Oh boy, here it comes I thought! How would he explain I was not for him?“Beth, I am a virgin. I have never been with a girl in any sexual way. I have always been so shy I just avoided the whole issue. I have no idea what to do or how to respond to you. Do you want to leave?”I tried very hard to restrain myself but I could not. I broke out in a mild chuckle. He pulled away.“I know I am a stupid nerd, I am sorry. I can never have a girl like you.”“Norm, I am so sorry! I laughed because I have only been with one guy and I was in your position not very long ago. I am not a super sexually experienced girl with many notches on my belt. One guy, last year. That’s it.”He held me tight, gave me several soft kisses, shedding a few tears. “I am emotional sometimes, please forgive my tears. I am so happy.” I shed a few tears myself. “I was convinced you did not want me because of my tiny boobs. Let’s go in the bedroom and work this out!”And so we did. I said that we should both just take off all our clothes with no embarrassment by either of us and then get to know our bodies and just have fun.He did not know how nice his equipment was. He was larger than Tom. It was going to be a treat for me! So I took charge. I had him lie on the bed and close his eyes. I worked my way from his mouth to his cock. His body had very sparse hair. I loved his smooth skin. He was hard with no touching from me. I suspected he would cum very quick. I was right. I took him in my mouth and within seconds his body tensed, the pulsing started. I received a large load that I quickly swallowed down.“Oh my god, holy crap, Ahh, I can’t believe it; I had no idea. It is so sensitive, damn! Oh Beth that was totally incredible! I can’t believe I have missed this for so long. No more shy nerd, at least between us! Show me what to do for you. I want to make you happy, make you cum over and over!”I did show him and he was a quick learner! After a very brief explanation of my parts it was time for mouth-on experience. I said things like “Do it like that!”; “No not that way”; “Gently, slowly”; “Suck and lick at the same time.” I felt the orgasm building and held his head in place. “Just keep that up, don’t stop!” Rapidly my body convulsed and I let out a small scream. I felt him lick the juice I had released.“Did I do okay? Is that what makes you happy?”“Norm, I would never believe you are a virgin. You are perfect so far. We have one more thing to do, the big thing.” I said with a huge grin on my face. “Look at you, hard already. Time for both of us to feel the wonderful sensations of your cock in my pussy.” Neither of us had a condom but I was not worried about disease from him and I was still on birth control.I thought to myself that I had found this wonderful guy, a self described shy nerd who was quickly moving beyond that condition, at least with me. Not only was he brilliant but he was a natural at sex with a large beautiful cock and an engaging respect and desire for me.I laid back and spread my legs for him to view my bare, dripping wet pussy. “Come up here and let me guide you in. Just enjoy the feeling. There is no right or wrong. You can go as deep as you want. You will not hurt me, in fact I want you fully in me. When you feel yourself ready to cum do not slow down your movement. Keep up your stroking as you pulse out your love juice and just let the feeling rush through your body. Stay in me after you finish. Lay on me, you won’t hurt me. I want to feel us locked together in ecstasy!”“Oh god Beth! I had no idea it was this great! You are so slippery wet, your pussy is so hot and tight around me. I feel totally engulfed. I think I am in heaven!”“Glad you approve”, I said with a chuckle. “Now fuck me!”He closed his eyes and began to pump me. He did not last long but got in a number of full length strokes before his body was about to take over his mind. I locked my long legs around him as he stiffened and his cock began to throb with the eruption of his hot semen.Even though I did not cum, I was thrilled. After he subsided, we just laid there, quietly thinking our own thoughts. I loved his weight on me. I could feel his cock slowly getting soft, his seed deep in my pussy. I wanted to hold it in there. As much as I enjoyed sex with Tom, there was something new and very special about this night. I truly felt like I was part of him.“Beth, I am so glad you hung in there with me. Pushed me a little now and then. You are an exceptionally remarkable woman. I have this feeling like I am one with you. I sense that we have a synchronicity with each other, something I have never come close to feeling before.”“You have expressed it better than I could have but I have the same feelings. I don’t want to scare you but I feel a very deep affection for you that I can only describe as love.”“I understand. For me it is like a mystical experience of peace and harmony.”“I think we are both very very lucky!” I told him.“I could not agree more!” He said “And believe me I am totally in love with your sexy boobs and sensual, inviting nipples! I would not have you any other way.”I looked at the clock for the first time since arriving. It was going on midnight. I slowly released my legs and asked him to pull out of me very slowly. I wanted savor this end to the first time.He gradually rolled off me and his cock finally slipped out. “Let’s shower together and then I need to get home,” I said. The joint shower was great. It gave us both an opportunity to explore each other’s bodies further. We soaped each other and washed everything, and I do mean everything! He made thoroughly sure my pussy and boobs were very clean, just as I did with his cock and balls.I quickly dried off, threw on my clothes and headed home but not before some big hugs and kisses! I felt like I had been reborn in a new world.When I arrived home I quietly entered and padded off to my bedroom. I took off my clothes and laid on the bed in the dark, reliving various parts of the evening. There was no way I could go to sleep. Besides being thrilled I had a worry in the back of my mind. Now that he had experienced a woman, would I be enough for him or would he see all the possibilities walking around and want to try more of them out? I had to stop thinking about it and just be myself, it was all I could do. Trying to fake anything would ultimately lead to disaster.

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