$fda |2-My First Time $aaf |1-by Kelly $fff My first sexual encounter happened on my 18th birthday. You see, I was a virgin and my 23-year-old boyfriend and I had decided to wait until the time was right. We both wanted our first time together to be special. Dave is really hot. (He's 6'4" and weighs in at a muscular 235 lbs. I'm 5'6" and weigh 135 lbs.) There were so many times... at the beach... at the gym where we work out together... anywhere really... when we could have lost our cool and fucked the hell out of each other... but we waited. I'm getting off track here so let's get back to my birthday. My friend Marissa knew I wanted to lose my virginity on my birthday. She and I had planned the evening down to the candle light dinner and the lingerie I was going to wear. It was 5 in the evening and I was with her at her father's cabin on the lake getting ready for the big night. While Marissa put the final touches on the dinner table, I showered. Marissa wanted me to put my long light brown hair up in a loose tasseled piece. She said it would look romantic. I knew the style would make my girlish face mature slightly, so I agreed. Since my birthday is in August, it was very hot in the cabin. Marissa's father loved roughing it and didn't think air conditioning was necessary. So when I stepped out of the shower and toweled off, I decided not to put on my robe. I didn't want to sweat. Marissa came into the bathroom. "I've finished getting ready, Kelly," she said. "Come look at what I've done with the place." She took me by the arm and showed me around the newly decorated cabin. She had done a wonderful job. The table was beautifully set and she had gone into the woods to pick a gorgeous bouquet of wild flowers which crowned the table's center. "Oh Rissa!!! It's beautiful!!" I told her, hugging her in excitement. "Glad you like it, Kel," Marissa said looking at my naked figure as I pulled away from the hug. "Let's get your hair done." I sat on a stool while she stood next to me, pulling my hair up into a large hair clip. As she managed my hair, her breast sometimes brushed against my skin. She was and is the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life. She always hated her breasts, but I thought they were beautiful. They were smaller and very perky and she never wore a bra. As they brushed against my skin, I noticed her nipples were erect. "Done," she said, pulling me up. "Check it out." I stood and gazed into the mirror. The hair looked good, but I realized my coochie had grown wet thinking about her breasts. I looked at her in the mirror. She was smiling, holding a bottle of hair spray. "What do you think?" she asked. "I love it, Rissa," I told her. $9ff"God, I love your tits," she said, shocking me. $fff "What?" I asked. "You've got the most perfect breasts," she said. "I wish they were mine." "No, Rissa," I started. "Yours are perfect... you don't have to wear a bra or anything and they're so perky." She looked down at her chest. Her nipples were so hard that they poked her cut off t-shirt out a bit. "Nah," she said. "They're too small." "Well, mine are too big," I said. Then she pulled off her shirt and stood next to me, so we could examine ourselves in the mirror. I was getting really wet, then she cupped her hand under her breast and pushed it up, toward her mouth. She stopped. "See, I can't even suck my own titties," she laughed. I laughed, too. I knew I could. I'd tried it before in the shower. "You could, though, Kelly," she said. "Yes I can," I said. "Do it for me," she said in a whisper. I looked at her the took my breast to my mouth. I flicked my nipple with my tongue. At this point, my entire body was filled with excitement. She fondled her breasts as I licked mine. Then I stopped. "God, Kelly," Marissa said. She moved a little closer to me and hugged me. Our breasts mashed together then Marissa pulled away slightly, so our nipples would rub against each other. She moved her face close to mine and kissed me. As we kissed she stroked my ass and tits. Eventually, her kisses moved along my neck and then to my titties. I wanted her so badly. She took my hand and pulled me into the master bedroom, where she had lit candles for Dave and I. "Let's go into the loft," she whispered. We climbed the ladder into the loft. There were a few boxes in the corner. It was dusty and hot. A small circle window was the only light. She opened one of the boxes and found an old linen table cloth. She laid it open on the wood floor and took my hand. We layed down and continued to kiss. She stoked my hot, wet and newly shaved pussy, sending my body to a wonderful sensation of shivers. I had just worked up enough nerve to touch her own coochie when a voice from the top of the ladder startled us both. "This is a surprise," the voice said. Squinting through the light to see the person was difficult, but I recognized the voice and a sick feeling overcame me. "Dave," Marissa said. "You weren't supposed to come this early!! Not until 8!!" "It is 8 Marissa," he said, moving closer to us. Marissa and I had been caught doing something neither of us had done before. I wanted to cry. I was so embarrassed. The silence was killing me, but as Dave moved closer, I could see that he was sporting a massive hard-on. He knelt down next to me and said, "Marissa, you don't mind if I finish here, do you?" "Not at all..." she said with a smile. "You don't mind if I watch, do you?" "No," Dave said. Our eyes were locked as he moved in for a kiss. Marissa's eyes were on us, yet I hardly noticed. Dave pulled off his shirt and shorts and kissed me again. It seemed to last forever. He was gentle as he pulled on his monstrous cock while burying his face into my warm pussy. I closed my eyes for only a moment then glanced toward Marissa who was busily rubbing her pussy only a few feet away. Dave brought me to ecstasy then kissed my breasts tenderly before slowly sliding his cock into my tight virgin pussy. At first, it hurt a bit, but he was gentle. Once we started making love, it felt so good. Somewhere between Dave's eating me out and making love, Marissa had disappeared down from the loft. When Dave and I had finished, we climbed down to see dinner had been served only moments prior. A note was left on the table. "Dear Kelly, Thanks for helping me make your birthday present all the more special. I hope I eased your tension somewhat... I love ya, Marissa" She had eased my tension! I wasn't even nervous about Dave and my first time. It was a wonderful experience!! Dave and I are still together and once in a while, Marissa joins in on our sessions. Somehow, it wouldn't be the same without her. And that was how my first sexual experience occurred. $faf |1-Love, Kelly end