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Longer story, so you can see why I broke it up from Part 2. As at all times, leave me some love once you get to the end, of you cum, whichever comes first 🙂

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Around 11:30 the next day, Darren picked me up in front of my house (yes, that’s his real name, none of this fake name stuff everyone posts. If you’re reading Darren, you’re about to be a star lol).

We decided on Olive Garden, an actual restaurant but still quick and somewhere we could talk. I could tell he was super nervous on the ride over and wanted to ask what this was all about but didn’t want to be the one to bring it up. Once we sat down and ordered food, I decided to just get right to it and not beat around the proverbial bush. I don’t even have to paraphrase this conversation, because all these years later, I remember it like it was yesterday. The jumping off point for what would become a very slutty life later on:

**Me:** I want to have sex!

**Darren:** Whattt? (as he choked on the water he was drinking)

**Me:** I want to have sex, specifically I want to have sex with you. I want us to have sex.

**Darren:** Whoa, really? Where is this coming from?

**Me:** Well, you know how I told you that I’ve never masturbated or been sexual at all, except for like when we make out and you touch my boobs. Yea, that’s not a thing anymore. I’ve been cumming and fucking myself for weeks now. I’m ready to have the real thing inside me and of course, I want that to be you.

**Darren:** Wow, that sounds awesome, and so HOT! But are you sure, I mean, we’ve never really talked about it except very briefly?

**Me:** Yes, I’m sure, if you’re OK with it, but if I’m being honest, and this isn’t anything against you, if you’re not ready, I figure out, but I AM gonna get fucked one way or another, I just prefer it to be you.

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This would be a good time to provide some more background information, Darren also came from a very religious household, hell, we met at church, even though we already went to the same high college. He, like myself, was sort of nerdy, quiet, kept to himself, wasn’t a band nerd or anything like that, but also not an asshole jock. He was perfect for me because I didn’t feel like I had to be someone else just to make him happy. We clicked well, our parents got along because they both volunteered at church together, and generally it was a pretty wholesome relationship.

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**Darren:** Wow, OK. No, I mean I’m definitely ready and eager to take that step with you. I’m just worried cause, you know, I’ve never done anything like that, and I don’t want to be bad at it or something.

**Me:** I love you so much for feeling that way and worrying about it being great for me. How about this, we’ll agree that neither one of us really knows what we’re doing but we’re gonna get naked and figure it out, deal?

**Darren:** Deal!

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I don’t know what came over me in that moment, but I leaned over and kissed him deep, while reaching for his crotch and grabbing his cock, which was incredibly hard by the way. It was the first time I had ever had a real cock in my hand, or at least touching it through clothing, and I liked it. I think he almost fainted right there because it was also the first time someone else other than himself had grabbed his cock. We spent the rest of lunch talking about the particulars, when, where, how, what about birth control (since we both knew we didn’t want that), we didn’t worry about STD’s because this would be a first for both of us. We agreed that the following week would be best, give us time to prepare, pick the perfect day, line up any excuses in case we needed them, and then figure it out.

I spent the next week talking to as many of my friends as feasible, asking for pointers, talking about their experiences, things they wish they knew, etc. As you can imagine, Rachel was more than eager to help and came over a few times and we practiced giving blow jobs to the dildo she gave me. I have to say, she was an expert, and I learned a lot watching her suck the tip, run her tongue up and down the bottom of the shaft, sucking on the balls, looking into my eyes while she pretended I was the one with the cock, and playing with herself while doing it (or at least pretending to, again, another story for the future). I wasn’t anywhere near her level, but by the time next week rolled around, I felt comfortable trying at least. One thing all my friends told me is that their boyfriends, especially the one’s who didn’t have experience before they slept together, blew their loads quick and powerfully, but were ready to go shortly afterwards; they suggested I try to leave a couple hours available for this whole experience.

It was Tuesday morning, Darren told his mom he was going hiking with his friends, I told my parents I was gonna the mall and maybe a movie. My parents left for work, my sister was at college, and I planned on Darren being there at about 10:30 AM. I cleaned up and showered, shaved, made myself cum once in the shower because I was just too excited, and got dressed; at this point in my life, I owned some sexy panties but that was it, nothing too “sexy” or revealing. Darren had told me he got some condoms from a friend so that part was handled, I still had the lube Rachel gave me, just in case, even though I knew I wouldn’t need it because I was already soaking my panties while I sat there waiting. At 10:29 he rang the doorbell, and I greeted him with a deep kiss and brought him inside, we went straight to my room, and again, I felt the need to lock the door.

Now, if you’re expecting this to take a filthy turn where he ravishes me and I am on cloud nine for days, you’re gonna be disappointed because that is not what happened, this is non-fiction, and I’m just gonna tell it how it is. We both stood there, staring at each other, for probably a good 2-3 minutes. I could see the tent already in his shorts which made my pussy drip with anticipation. He finally suggested we just get over the awkwardness and turn around, take off all our clothes, then turn back around together; at the time, it made perfect sense. So, we turned around, stripped off our clothes, and on the count of three, turned around. In an instant, I felt myself begin to drip down the inside of my thighs, my pussy literally drooling at the sight of his naked body. His torso, very tight and ripped, even though he wasn’t very muscular, his medium-length black hair on top of his head, his uncomfortable smile, and that rock hard cock sticking out from his body. In that moment, his cock was the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen, I’d come to understand later in life it was pretty average, maybe slightly below, but he did have massive, full balls! I just stared at it, the length, the girth, the veins, and the way the head was shaped, and the way his balls hung and moved unlike the hard ones on the dildo, I was very excited!

I could see him looking at me the same way I was looking at him, he couldn’t decide whether to stare and my small breasts and nipples, my stomach, or my pussy which was currently leaking grool down the inside of my leg at an accelerated rate, or the sides of my ass he kept leaning over to try and stare at. I decided to turn around and give him the complete view, including a not so graceful bending over motion that was supposed to showcase my holes from behind but instead caused me to kind of fall over. He rushed over to help me up and for the first time, I was staring at a real-life cock, inches from my face, pre-cum literally dripping off the tip. I don’t know what took over me, but I grabbed it and started stroking it, rubbing it, and exploring every ridge, vein, and little piece of pubic hair, I was hooked. I wanted to try all the things Rachel had showed me and after a minute I took him into my mouth.

At first it was just the head, licking it, sucking on it, tasting his pre-cum on my tongue for the first time. After a couple minutes, I finally started to take more and more of it in my mouth; looking back I would say he was about 5 inches and a little thinner than the aforementioned dildo. I could fit his whole cock in my mouth at this point and although I didn’t really have any idea what I was doing, I made up for it with enthusiasm. It doesn’t sound very sexy, but I honestly was just sitting there, sucking his cock while thinking over the checklist I had in my head from me lessons with Rachel, do this, check, do that, check, now do this again, over and over. I remembered I needed to pay attention to his balls so started licking and sucking on those while continuing to jerk off his cock, they were definitely big and I had trouble getting them in my mouth, but damn it I tried. All of a sudden, he screamed out that he couldn’t take it anymore and that he was gonna cum. He had no sooner got the words out of his mouth when I felt the first splash of cum across my forehead, then his cock erupted over and over again, covering my face, my hair, neck, and chest with hot seed right from those big balls.

He was so apologetic that he didn’t warn me ahead of time, but I just laughed because I was so proud of myself, I just made him cum, like a lot! Rachel told me it was crucial to put on a little show after a guy cums so I started licking my lips, pushing cum off my cheek and into my mouth, and trying to swallow what I could reach while putting on a somewhat messy show for Darren. It didn’t taste terrible, but certainly not my first choice for dessert lol. I also started to suck his cock again which was still hard and leaking, I felt so empowered that I, this small, nerdy, inexperienced girl could make a man cum.

We both decided to shower before trying to continue. But THAT part, will be in the next story since this one is already super long. In the next one, I take a real cock for the first time. Also, I’ve gotten a ton of requests for the story about Rachel and her family, so if you want that one next after the conclusion of this, let me know in the comments section.

NSFW: yes

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