Fantasies... (First Fantasy)

Call my boyfriend on the cell phone to ask him how long it would take for him to get home and I told him that I was going to have a surprise: as soon as he got home, I wouldn't know him. I was going to be a high school girl doing homework and act like I didn't know him and didn't know anything about sex, or in other words, the total innocent role. Since he would get home at half past eight, I remember bathing myself, getting ready for sex, and started changing: I bought a pink cotton teddy with red hearts, plus a semi-sporty bra that I have. The plaid skirt, the shirt with a bow tie, and the white stockings up to my knee, and I did my hair in two ponytails. I rearranged the furniture a bit, left the dining room with an empty table and a single chair, put a notebook down, and waited for him to arrive. I only told him to ring the doorbell twice so he'd know it was him and not say anything. The doorbell rang, I opened it, sat down in the chair to write anything in a notebook. He entered and almost fainted. I was making faces at him but not saying anything. I greeted him with a nervous hello and I smiled. He came closer and asked what I was doing and how he should call me and things like that, as if we had just met. He said I'll help you and went behind me, holding my hands to write together, bringing his face close to mine. And it was the first contact. From there, one hand reached up to a breast and slowly touched it, and when I asked what he was doing, he told me that he wanted to teach me something new, that it would be good, and convinced me while putting his hands on my shirt. With my face stuck to mine, he told me to close my eyes because he was going to show me something. He undressed from the waist down and sat on the table, leaving my face there just with cock (which was already well positioned). Talking to me about what it was, I grabbed his hands and made him touch it, telling me to rub it. He made me try it out; moving around the strings, he brought me close to the tip and told me to treat it like a pacifier, to pass my tongue over it and put it in my mouth. I did it. With innocence, lots of tongue, kiss, and licks he would direct at me with my hair grabbed. He took me by the hand to the bed and said: 'now it's your turn'. He opened my legs and licked me through my underwear, pushing it to one side and giving me a lick on my mouth while I was saying how it felt, that it gave me goosebumps and he kept going. He lifted his head and gave me a blow job eating my mouth while unbuttoning my shirt and lowering the cups of the bra, starting to suck around there, pulling my nipples in point and handling them. When he got tired of putting his hand and tongue in, I grabbed his belt and he turned me around, putting me on all fours, lowered my underwear but didn't take it off; left it a little lower than my booty and passed his cock head through my entire crotch, so I could feel it first, and then started to fuck slowly, acting like it hurt, that he shouldn't be bad, and he kept putting it in and taking it out all wet because of my pussy. He kept me on all fours until he couldn't take it anymore and turned me around, making me taste his juice. The only bad thing I remember from that night was that the first condom ran out quickly, it would have been better if he had lasted longer, but due to the heat and previous blowjob it wasn't good in the beginning. After a little playtime, I prepared him for the second one which was far from the best. He took off my underwear, undressed me and left me with just my thong; he screwed me in various positions and through my booty before giving me a monumental orgasm and finishing on his back.I hope you liked it...I'll post again tomorrow...