This is the story of Camila, a very saintly girl who at 19 years old gets engaged to a bigger boy and starts experimenting with her sexual life, discovering many things she never imagined would give her so much pleasure. This story is fiction, however that doesn't mean it's not based on some real events...
Chapter 1: The first lesson
We could say that my story begins the day I had my first time, but that boring experience doesn't interest anyone and was more embarrassing than fun. Then we would be left wondering which of all the times I did it with my ex boyfriend is the one that should give the initial kick to this story, the problem being that there weren't many and none were fun. So we agree that the starting point should be with my second relationship, after all it's with the person I'm still with now and I fully enjoy having relationships with. But... Which of all the anecdotes do we start with?
My name is Camila, I'm 22 years old and have been in a relationship with Francisco for more than 4 years, a guy 7 years older than me who changed my way of seeing the world. I met Francisco shortly after ending my relationship with Bruno, an ex high school classmate who made me suffer quite a bit. The first time I saw him he seemed like a beautiful boy, and the second time we ran into each other, I was completely smitten with him. Luckily for me, his eyes locked onto mine in the bowling alley where we met and we ended up kissing in a dark corner. That night he asked me to go home with him but I said no. I wasn't ready for that.
The thing is that I was a very saintly, very puritan girl and had many prejudices about sex. The first thing I realized and started changing was that I thought if a woman was with many men, she was a slut. That's not true, a woman is free to go out or sleep with as many men as she wants and as often as she wants, and after understanding that I started letting myself loose a bit more. The second thing I modified was my way of being and dressing. Despite being a girl, petite, with a nice booty and a nice face, I always had the feeling that I didn't attract anyone and that I was ugly. It cost me... look at me, but when I found myself wrapped in a sea of boys who stared at me without stopping, it dawned on me that I was a very coveted girl and I started to take things differently, like dressing much more provocatively. The last point is directly related to sex.
I always had fear, always thought it was something I would never be able to enjoy. There were two issues that left a strong mark on me. The first was a video we found on the internet with my high school friends when we were 14 years old. While reviewing a bit on the computer to see if anything caught our attention, one of the girls found a video where a black guy with an enormous cock was screwing a young and petite girl who was crying (literally) from pain. That video left me shocked for a very long time. The second were my first sexual experiences with Bruno, my ex-boyfriend. I don't know if he was good or bad, but I didn't have a good time. The first time we did it, it bled a lot and hurt me for two consecutive days. The following experiences weren't much better. Despite being together for about a year, I never fully enjoyed sex with him and I never had an orgasm. You can imagine how bad I felt when I saw that despite his finishing, he didn't end up satisfying me as he should.
But everything changed when I met Francisco. A 26-year-old boy (at the time I was 19), much older, with a university degree and a very good job, the ladies' man of his group of friends, who always thought about having fun and living it up. It cost me to be with him, but the first time we did it, I felt something different. Francisco took care of making me feel good, not just himself, he took care of touching me, caressing me, kissing me all over my body and making me understand that sex was more than just penetration, it was a connection between two people. You could say that's the greatest lesson What I learned about sex, however, over the past four years, I learned ten things that I will relate below and hope to entertain you. The first lesson was taught to me at three months of being together. After two months of making him wait (imagine someone like him who can get any girl, two months is a lot), we had our first time. Just a month later, Francisco did something that left me totally surprised. Sex during that month was abundant but quite monotonous: some kisses, caresses, we undressed, he got on top of me and went until cum. That November Saturday was the first time we did something different and I loved it. After eating something at a coastal bar and taking some shots, we went to his house where we were going to spend our first night together (the first time I stayed overnight there), so we already knew it was going to be special. However, he kept something under his sleeve and after sitting on the couch kissing for a bit more, he proposed being my girlfriend and I, happy as can be, accepted right away. At that moment, the situation started to heat up and the sex climate became present. Francisco put his hand inside my pants and started caressing me over my underwear very delicately while our lips touched. I loved how he did it, however, I still gave him a little bit of embarrassment, in my mind there were many prejudices still and sex continued to be a fairly taboo topic. But he was always very relaxed and his calmness infected me, so I let him set the pace. His mouth quickly moved to my ear and then he said something I didn't understand and it gave me a tingle on my neck that made me giggle foolishly. However, I stayed with the doubt and asked him to repeat what he had said and Francisco emitted his words again, but this time with a much firmer voice: “I have the desire to Eat my pussy. His words entered my ear and went straight to my brain. Never had anyone sucked me before, not even kisses, and the mere idea of thinking about it didn't call my attention in the slightest.
- Not today.- I said with a timid smile, but he quickly looked at me and answered.
- Yes Cami.- He said firmly.- I want to eat you whole and drive you crazy.
His gaze was so piercing that I couldn't return it, I just kept looking down, with my shoulders raised and my body curled up. It was then that he took me by the pear and lifted my head and returned his gaze to me. You won't regret it he said and kissed me again and I could feel my body relaxing suddenly and each muscle relaxing. Fran had managed to calm a possible crisis of nerves in an incredible way, but what he was about to do was even more incredible.
- We continued kissing and caressing each other more gently. His hands were very hard to control and dominated the situation completely, my body surrendered to them. I was reclining on the couch where we were sitting and he was lying on top of me. The clothes began to fall off slowly, he knew that this night couldn't be as hot as our previous night, but tonight he had it clear that he had to be romantic and tender with me. And so he was, caressing me softly, kissing me simply and igniting in me a fire that I had never felt before.
- He started going down my body and the nervousness returned, however this time I let myself go and he continued kissing my belly and then my waist. He unbuttoned my pants and took them out very slowly, passing his fingertips over my legs, generating shivers all over my body. Once outside, he opened my legs slowly and began to kiss my thighs and a tingling sensation returned to my body and my His legs almost closed but he opened them delicately again. Then he came towards the point I had been longing for and dedicated himself to making me happy.
First, he gave me a simple kiss above my underwear and my response was a silly laugh. Then a second kiss that lasted for a few seconds and his hands approaching mine. He kept kissing me in different ways as his fingers made a kind of massage on my legs and slowly the nervousness went away. I felt a tingling but it was different, it didn't make me laugh, only a smile on my mouth, a smile indicating that what he was doing was pleasing to me.
Slowly, he took off my underwear and when he did, I was completely naked and surrendered to him.
Francisco bent down between my thighs again and a new kiss appeared but this time there was no fabric separating his mouth from my body. Ah! I exclaimed without knowing why I did it and he automatically continued with his work. His lips were now in permanent contact with my body and I could feel his warm breath on my skin.
I liked what he was doing, something completely new for me, something that turned me on completely. His mouth began to moisten and this made him move faster and faster.
At that moment, his tongue entered the game. It appeared unexpectedly, introducing itself between my lips and provoking some tickles from the tip of my hair to my feet. A smile formed on my face and it was because of what my new boyfriend was doing to me. Slowly but surely, he increased his speed and I felt like my pussy was opening up as it got wetter and wetter, but now it wasn't just wet from his saliva. I loved what he was doing to me, I could feel a soft sound coming out of my mouth, but very clear. I had to let him know, I had to tell him.
- I love how you eat my pussy.- I said without thinking and opened my eyes in shock unable to believe what I had just come out of my mouth.
Francisco stood up with an enormous smile on his face and got on top of my body, kissing me with a totally wet mouth. In a matter of seconds he undressed and started having sex with me in an incredible way. Throughout the whole time, his smile indicated that he loved what I had said, which meant he had done an excellent job. The sex that night was amazing, he dominated the situation for almost half an hour. But the end was much better.
- Get down on all fours.
He told me and I turned around without thinking.
It was the first time I had sex in that position, I insist, I was very pure back then. The first thing I thought was that he was going to put his cock in that position, so I jumped a little when I felt his tongue again on my pussy.
What are you doing? I asked, turning my head, but he took me by the waist and kept moving his tongue over my body. That incredible sensation took hold of me once more and I felt that immense heat again that I had felt at the beginning of the night. But this time it was much more intense.
I opened my eyes in shock, unable to believe what was happening. I didn't understand very well what was going on, but it felt like a mix of tickles with pleasure and something warm. Francisco wasn't stopping moving his tongue over my pussy, stretching it so much that it reached my clitoris which was completely soaked. At that moment my mouth opened and a small scream came out, which I quickly stifled with the pillow of the couch and he put his tongue all the way in, giving me the final touch. I stayed still for a few seconds and then collapsed on the couch, completely sweaty and with a smile on my face. Fran had just given me my first orgasm.
We went to bed holding each other and as I felt his breathing on my neck, I remained remembering each detail of that night. The kisses, the caresses and finally the magic of her mouth. I couldn't believe I had just had my first orgasm in life and it was thanks to her tongue. He really knew how to give me pleasure and he had demonstrated it in the best way. That night taught me the first of the most important lessons I learned during these four years, something that seems basic but everyone learns at some point in their life and that was the moment when I learned it. That night taught me that sex is much more than penetration.
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