Feels Like the First TIme – Chapter 5

True story: Feels Like the First TIme – Chapter 5

by melanieatplay

I scooted closer to him, and slid down his body, giving me easier access. It was so warm and almost felt alive in my hand. It was the first time I had seen one, up close.

He let out a low moan as I gently stroked it up and down.

“God, that feels really good,” he murmured.

I looked up, into his eyes, but they were closed. He was off again, into his own little world. I kept slowly stroking him and it wasn’t long before I noticed that clear liquid seeping out of the head again, and onto my fingers. I was beginning to realize just how much pleasure this simple action was giving him.

I was very curious, I think because of all the lunchtime sex talk, and I released his cock with my hand and gently grasped him with my other, and continued to slowly stroke him. Anthony was so into what I was doing, I don’t even think he realized I switched hands.

I examined the clear fluid on my fingers.

What did this stuff look like? Maybe a cheap lotion from the Dollar Store?

My curiosity got the best of me, and I licked my fingers, tasting it. It was a different taste. A little strong, maybe a bit salty, but it wasn’t horrible.

Okay… moment of truth…

I stopped stroking and moved my hand lower; grasping him firmly, but gently, at the base.

Hesitantly, I leaned in and flicked my tongue over the head. Almost immediately, he let out a low moan. Even though I had no idea what I was doing, he obviously liked it.

I ran the tip of my tongue over the head of his cock several more times, and more of that clear fluid came out.

“God, that feels so good Mel,” he said again, with his eyes still tightly closed.

I was starting to realize just how much pleasure you could give a man by doing this with your mouth.

He elicited a deep, guttural moan when I placed my mouth over the head of his penis. I was almost terrified of my teeth coming in contact with his skin because I was so afraid of hurting him.

I could really taste that clear fluid in my mouth now. It must have really been leaking out of the head, I surmised. The taste was definitely different, but not intolerable.

I listened to his soft, gentle moans, and I realized, this was a lot of fun, and really turning me on. I moved my lips up and down, just a little, and did the best I could to swirl my tongue around the head. I was just kinda improvising and experimenting, but those little moans and gasps, let me know that he loved what I was doing, which gave me some confidence.

His breathing was starting to change, and giving away that little telltale sign that he was getting close. I gently began to stroke him again while keeping my mouth securely locked on the head of his cock.

“Oh God, Melanie I’m going to…”

I felt a large splash squirt into my mouth, which for whatever reason, it kinda shocked me. I instantly expelled his cock and kept stroking, watching the remaining semen splashed onto his chest.

I thought of spitting out the cum that was in my mouth, but then I figured, I’ve gone this far…

I took a little breath and swallowed what was in my mouth. The taste might have been a little bit tangier than that clear fluid, but it really wasn’t as bad as I thought it might be.

I watched as his breathing began to return to normal. He opened his eyes, and they met mine.

“Was that ummm… okay?” I said hesitantly.

“God, that was fuckin’ great!”

I broke into a big smile, and I had to admit, I was kinda proud of myself.

“My girlfriend hates doing that,” he said hesitantly, “but you kinda… ummm… got into it, huh?”

“Yeah, I kinda liked it.”

I had to admit, it was fun. And seeing all that pleasure I was giving him… that was a huge turn-on.

“Let me clean this up.”

I watched as he grabbed a gym sock off the floor, and wiped up the semen on his chest.

“Okay, it’s your turn now.”

He moved down to the foot of the bed and got between my legs.

Once I realized what he was about to do, I tried to hide my excitement, because I had been waiting all day to feel his mouth on me again.

I let out a moan when I felt the tip of his tongue on the lips of my vagina.

“God Melanie, you’re ummm… already really wet.”

Our faces broke into a smile. I guess giving him head turned me on a lot more than I had realized.

He gently licked it up and down my slit, which felt amazing. Each time the tip of his tongue brushed over my clit, those delicious little tingles reverberated throughout my body. He continued to slowly run his tongue up and down me.

“That feels really good Anthony,” I said, between moans.

I felt his fingers gently prying the lips of my vagina apart, and then he took me by surprise by inserting the length of his tongue inside of me.

I gripped the sheets tightly, “Oh Jesus Anthony,” as a surge of pleasure shot through my body.

He continued to move his tongue rapidly in and out of me, and then I felt the tip of his finger gently rubbing little circles on my clit.

“Oh… My… God…”

My orgasm hit almost without warning, and my body shook and my world went dark for several seconds.

Anthony withdrew his tongue from me, and let me recover.

I looked down between my legs and our eyes met.

“What the hell was that?”

He smiled.

“Hey, you’re not the only one with a couple of tricks up your sleeve.”

We smile at each other. He made me feel so comfortable, so relaxed, and I was beginning to realize how much I loved being here with him.

He rose up and stood beside the bed, and I immediately noticed his erection.

“You’re ummm… ready for another go huh?” I said.

“Would you like to Mel?”

I didn’t come over here to play checkers Anthony.

“Yeah, that would be really nice.”

I opened my legs, and he got into bed, and in between them.

He took his cock into his hand, positioned it at my entrance… and then suddenly stopped.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to ummm… use a condom?”

“I think your girlfriend is right, it’s a whole lot better without it.”

We both smiled brightly.

“I just wanted to be sure,” he said

I softly gasped as he gently inserted the head inside me. It was a nice feeling because I didn’t even have to tell him to go slow; he just did it that way, because he knew that’s how I liked it.

I put my hands on his shoulders as he slowly eased himself forward until I could feel our bodies pressed together, and I knew he was again all the way in. Very slowly, he started moving his hips and rocking himself back and forth. I loved how he went slowly at the beginning and gave me time to adjust. There was no pain, and not even any pressure; just an intense, glowing feeling that emanated deep inside my body.

God, he’s such a good lover.

I looked up and into his eyes, which were once again, tightly shut.

“God, you’re so tight and wet,” he said, almost to no one, because I could tell he had gone into his own world again.

I felt him begin to pick up the pace and begin to move more rapidly, in and out of me. That little tingle started to build again from somewhere deep inside my stomach. This was a little different, though, and I think it might have been that the angle had somehow slightly changed because his cock was brushing perfectly against my clit. I gripped his shoulders harder, and I could actually feel my orgasm starting to build.

“Oh God Anthony,” I screamed out while shaking as I came beneath him.

When I had regained my senses, and my wits were back about me, I could tell he had really picked up the pace and was thrusting into me really hard, which I had to admit, felt amazing.

Taking me by complete surprise, I could feel another orgasm begin to build.

Holly Shit!!

I just went with it and enjoyed the incredible sensation. Almost simultaneously, I heard his breathing start to change, and his body began to tense up, and I knew that he was getting close too. I listened to him gasp and cry out and I knew he was cumming inside me. At the same time, the waves of my orgasm crashed over me, and my world again went dark.

When I had recovered, I felt the weight of his body on top of me and I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight. A few seconds later, his breathing had returned to normal and I felt his cock shrink inside of me and slip out as he rolled over, by my side.

Our eyes met, and smiles broke onto our faces.

“Did you… umm…”

“Yes, Anthony… twice.”

His face split into a big smile.

“That means we must be getting better at this.”

He pulled me to him and kissed me lightly. We held each other tight for several minutes, just bathing in the afterglow, which felt wonderful.

When we separated from our tender embrace and I was able to see his bedside clock.

“I’d better get going, your parents are gonna be home soon.”

“Will you be here again tomorrow after school?” he asked, hopefully.

“Tomorrow is Saturday, and if I showed up at your back door, I’m not really sure what I’d say to your parents.”

We both giggled at the thought.

“Monday then?”

“Yes Anthony, Monday.”

I leaned in, and gave him one last hot kiss, then slipped out of bed.

**********

It was Monday, and once again, Danielle and I were forced to sit at the lunch table and listen while Jenna and Erica droned on about their boyfriends and the sex they were having with them.

“So let me see if I understand this correctly,” Jenna said, in a faux, exasperated tone. “He’s willing to get between your legs and taste you, yet, you’re too much of a priss to reciprocate?”

Erica rolled her eyes and shot Jenna a dirty look.

“You’re such a nasty bitch,” Erica said in desperation. “I’ve told you this a hundred times. I go down on him whenever he wants me to, I just don’t like the taste of… that… in my mouth.”

Danielle and I broke into little smiles. I had to admit, it was kinda funny that Erica couldn’t even say the word cum or semen because she hated it so much.

Jenna looked over at me.

“So, the little virgin wants to add something to our conversation?”

I paused, and then boldly looked into her eyes.

“For your information Jenna, I’m not a virgin anymore.”

I watched as the mouths of my lunchtime companions dropped open.

“Furthermore, I can’t really fault Erica for not liking the taste of cum, because I know a lot of girls have a problem with it. However, I have to admit, I don’t really mind the taste of it at all, and truth be told, I kinda like it.”

I looked into Jenna’s eyes and saw a newfound respect that hadn’t been there previously.

“You know Mel, there’s a really hot party in the Valley that we’re going to go to on Saturday night. Maybe you’d like to go with us?” Jenna said.

“Yeah, I’d like that.”

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Epilogue

I saw Anthony for about a year before the circumstances of life separated our paths. While I was with him, my older brothers never found out that we were sexually involved. Even today, only one of my brothers, Jim, knows that I was with Anthony and that was only because I chose to tell him a few years ago.

Although we were never officially ‘together,’ Anthony turned out to be one of the best men and sexual partners I’ve known. I’ll always be eternally grateful to him for providing me with a safe harbor where I could explore, and bloom sexually, as a woman.

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