Short story of my first time.

My first time starts before my first time, because it was all a process of how to get it. Something that would pass through my constant presence in the life of that girl. Obvious, my first time is about how I had sex with a girl. In my story, I had several types of relationships, but what I'll narrate will only be about the first time when my penis managed to enter a vagina. Well, let's get started. It was 2010 and I met a girl at school. She suffered from bullying by my classmates, and sometimes I also bothered her because she hung out with a girl who looked bad at me and threw poop at me. But it turned out that at the end of this year I felt bad about what I did, so I approached her, just on the last day of classes and apologized, also accompanied her home and then we saw each other all summer 2011. That's how our friendship began. I would visit her and we would hang out at her house because she wasn't allowed to leave. There were times when they invited me to eat and almost always it was chicken cutlets. I have to clarify that she had a family with few resources and to me it seemed like what they did by sharing their food. Maybe that's why I love chicken cutlets today, I don't know. Continues. I would stay with her until the afternoon when the sun began to set, then I'd go back home. It's worth noting that she wasn't a very pretty girl, nor did she have a great figure. More like, at that time, it didn't matter to me. We spent some time together, until I stopped going. Then I went back to her house in 2013 to talk to her. I stayed with her chatting and we fell into the same routine of me having to go see her and play at her house until it got late. Sometimes they'd invite me to eat and listen to her stories about how her mother beat her. That's how we were for a while until I started my life in a secondary school. Here's where everything gets complicated with other stories that I'll share later, but for now I just want to leave you This data.

After a time of not seeing each other or knowing anything about the other, because at that time we didn't have good cell phones and also it wasn't like we had credit to call each other and tell each other about our lives. Now I'm talking about 2015. I went back to her house and now I would stay with her until night, I'd go back home around midnight only because I'd stay with her in the darkness.

This is when I started playing with her in other ways.

I remember well that I'd tell her I'd teach her some things and ask her to close her eyes. Then I'd touch her huge breasts.

At first she was shy because she wasn't used to it, and also they were the first breasts I'd touched like that.

Until one day I dared to suck them and well. She started to get excited, although she never stopped being submissive in that sense when we got together later.

Yes. They have to imagine a house with no windows, but with a blanket covering the window hole. Also a door with no lock and us two sitting outside the small cottage. Maybe I'll upload a photo to illustrate it if this post is well received.

The thing is that we'd stay several nights doing the same thing. We played well until the light went out and we could get closer, first we'd talk like we were talking and then we'd start touching each other little by little, it was more me who touched her breasts because I really loved them.

After she started coming to my house, this was the best because we could have more intimacy. Although my room didn't have a lock and was next to my parents' room and the living room. I wasn't a person with great economic resources, but it was noticeable that there was a difference between us.

The thing is that we'd sit on my bed until everyone fell asleep in the afternoon or waited for them to leave on a trip. Then I'd start touching her breasts like I liked. After, one day, I remember well. I had spread out a blanket On the floor because they had just bought me a 42-inch flat-screen TV and I didn't have anywhere to put it except on the floor. Then there was the blanket and the TV. Then one day when no one was home, I told her if she would let me touch her down there. She accepted and I put my hand in her pants, it cost a little because she was plump and had leggings that were half-adjusted. So it was hard for me. And when I put my hand in, she said it hurt. Ha ha ha ha. I made a mistake with the hole.

But they can't blame me either, I didn't know how a real vagina was at that time, when I put my hand in I tried to find a hollow but couldn't so I went where her body shape led me and ended up putting my finger in her butt.

After that I said aaaah... and left my room to see my finger and yes. Because I had long nails they were full of poop.

I didn't have any problems, I washed quickly and went back to the room. I told her if she could take off her pants and she accepted. So I took them off and also mine. Then I pushed her onto the blanket on the floor and got on top of her with her legs open pointing upwards. Then I tried to position my penis and put it next to her vagina, then pushed gently and felt it. I felt that warmth of her vagina wrapping around my flesh. I hugged her and she hugged me back. And when I squeezed harder, my penis went in deeper and that made her red. I felt the heat of her face and didn't resist kissing her, I couldn't hold back and kissed her while moving my hips so that that warm and smooth juice from her vagina kept warming me up.

After that we went to bed and that's when she got on top of me. It wasn't like she was dominant, but she was sad and I was moving underneath her until she started moving a little and that felt better for me.

She did magic with her body. I don't know what they had in their buttocks that pushed my balls and warmed them up more, so while she moved it started to increase the speed and I was asking him to stop. I told him I was about to run; that I was about to cum, and he said throw it inside. So while he was moving like sucking my penis, I couldn't hold on anymore and threw all my cum inside her vagina.

I didn't know if I should keep going or not, but when I came, I had let out my soul.

We stopped for a moment and then I got up to look for paper so she could clean herself.

That's how we were that day and that was my first time. Later, after a while, my parents arrived and saw us sleeping in the room on my bed.

Unfortunately, I don't have any photos or videos of this first time, but I do have some from a later time, which I'd like to share if people like my publication.

The thing about my friend is that it was all a process. In those days when she came over we would stay in bed, and we also had a closer moment once. I mean, I put my fingers in and that scared her, but she let it happen and the following days this story would develop that I told you today.

Well, goodbye, I hope you liked reading about my first time and soon I'll be updating if I see good reception.

By the way, this girl will have the name Aby Stra because that's the name she chose for her life online.

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