My First Time with Sammie Part 1

They say when you fall in love, it happens slowly. At first, you don’t know what love is. Then you fall. Tonight was the falling! Sammie and I have been taking things slow. We were still getting used to each other, to our relationship. We talked it over and promised each other that we wouldn’t have sex until we both were comfortable until we both were ready. And quite frankly, we didn’t need sex. I enjoyed her company and she enjoyed mine. She wasn’t just eye candy, she was soul food. We could have gone years without sex and I would still want to be with her. Don’t get me wrong, sex is good, but sex doesn’t always hold a relationship together. We weren’t going to rush things and go straight for sex because it doesn’t necessarily define love, it can express love, but it doesn’t define it. Love is a strong desire to be with another partner, not a desire for sex, but just a desire to be with the other person, to feel her comfort. Sex is sex. You can feel lust for someone you aren’t in love with, hell you can feel lust when you are watching porn! There is a difference between sex and love and I finally discovered it last night. Love is an emotion, a desire to be with another person at all times. Sex is just an event that feels good but when you combine the two, it is more than sex. It’s real love and you can feel it. It’s one of the many things I learned last night. I learned that my past relationships were more about men wanting sex while I just wanted love. I learned that sex is a gift that should be opened at the right time, with the right person, and in the right way. In my past relationships, sex was never a gift...it was just a wonderful feeling physical event. I learned the sex with Sammie felt much different than my past experiences. I wanted her more than I had ever wanted a past partner during sex. I also learned that Sammie may seem sweet and innocent but in bed, she has a secret inner ‘Wild Child’ just itching for freedom. Anyway, I know you sex-driven people just want to hear about the sex so I’ll get on with it and stop rambling.

It was yet another night I would be sleeping over at Sammie’s house but this was different, both of her parents weren’t home. (Now that I think about it, I’m sure Sammie’s parents are quite curious to why I am always sleeping over. They have to know something is up.) Anyway, we were still in our same routine. I leaned against the wall and watched her strip in admiration. We usually slept topless together, keeping our panties on, but Sammie exclaimed that it was hot and removed her panties as well as the rest of her clothes, letting them drop in a heap on the floor. She sat down on the edge of the bed, smirking as she watched me in adoration, strip. I decided I’d follow her lead and stripped naked as well though it was far from being warm in her room. Once I was naked, I turned to her, smirking. Teasingly, I ran my hands down my chest and to my waist, showcasing my body for the judge who sat on the bed. She laughed and bite her lip, with a crooked finger she signaled me to come towards her. My whole body was tingling, warm, it was the absolute sexiest thing I had ever seen her do. It was beyond tantalizing. There was this certain glaze across her eyes that sparkled with lust. The temptation was eating me away, I could feel the warmth collecting in my cheeks, making me flush. I could tell she wanted me and I wanted her equally as bad. Lovesick and crazy, I pushed her down on the bed, giving her a gentle but forceful kiss on the lips before I nuzzled into her neck and began kissing her neck. Her back arched, her feet kicked at mine, and her eyes slammed shut as she let out a groan. Just hearing the noise sent a shockwave through me. The wave pulsed through my body, through my breasts, through my tummy, through my crotch, and back to my head. My desire for her only worsened. Hungrily, I kissed her neck with more force before she pushed my head away. I gazed into her eyes and they screamed back to me. A playful grin slowly spread across her face. Breathlessly, Sammie whispered two words, two words that would never sound as sexy as they did just then. “I’m ready”. My heart dropped, the lovesick crazy desire inside me pulsed through my veins, gasping at the words, I whispered: “Me too”.

At those words, Sammie playfully pushed me off of her, rolling me onto my back. Her hazel eyes looked wild, demonizing, but filled with lust. They looked hungry as if she was craving something she had dreamed about her entire life. My eyes shared the same story. She tilted her head and burrowed it into my neck, giving me quick gentle kisses before running her damp, soft tongue from my sternum to my chin, leaving a trail of saliva. I shuddered and moaned softly as the saliva left cool, damp imprints on my skin. The feeling of her tongue on my neck was startling. The dampness, the warmth, and the gentleness of her tongue drove me wild. Her tongue vanished inside her mouth as she stared at me with an appetizing demeanor. It drove me berserk. She repositioned herself, straddling my leg and leaning into my chest. I could feel her wet crotch against my thigh, her hard nipples bit into my soft breasts as mine bit back, digging into her breasts. I could feel her warm breath on my face, I could smell her intoxicating scent, her warm body against mine. It was overwhelming. I slammed my eyes shut as she nuzzled her head next to mine, licking my ear softly before nibbling at my earlobes ever so gently. I let out another soft groan and through my head back into the pillows, biting on my bottom lip to try to contain my emotions that were running wildly throughout my body. Something about her gentle nibbles at my earlobes drove me crazy, causing me to shudder. I had never had someone do it and I guess it just overly excited me. Each nibble, each kiss, only made me melt more into Sammie. I pushed myself back into the pillows trying to escape the light nibbling, not because I wanted to, it was just out of a sheer habit, it was my reaction. Sammie found it funny and stopped, leaning back, causing her crotch to rub harder against my thigh, laughing slightly. My eyes shot opened to catch a glimpse of her beaming face before it attacked my mouth and I slammed my eyes back shut. Her hand combed through my hair as her tongue inspected my mouth.

My hands had been gently rubbing her thighs but slowly worked their way up and grabbed a handful of her soft butt. It was a gentle squeeze but as soon as her tongue increased in speed, rolling around my gums, teeth, and tongue, my fingers dug deeper into her butt. She slightly lifted her mouth from mine, moaning at my grip and leaving me to shudder yet again at her warm breath traveling through my mouth. I could feel the goosebumps that had now risen on my skin, not because I was cold but from the suspense, the shock, the excitement. Her mouth went back to my neck, grabbing a mouthful of skin. I moaned in response, my back arched, pushing my dripping wet pussy against her torso. Gently, she sucked on the mouthful of skin, pushing more weight against me, forcing my back to straighten. I spread my fingers on her ribs, running up the rigid ribcage as she squirmed from my touch. My hands continued to tour her body running gently across her toned tummy, to the underside of her breasts. At my touch, she pushed herself off my breasts, allowing me to slip my hands between the tight space amid our breasts. I cupped both of her breasts, her hard nipples pressing into my palms as I gently squeezed each of them. She released the mouthful of skin and moaned loudly. Her moan seemed to trigger something inside of me, causing me to grow wetter and shudder. Her head fell onto my neck and her hand ran down from my shoulder to my breast, gently squeezing it as well as the other hand continued to comb through my hair. Her thumb circled my nipple, and gently rubbed it as her mouth returned to mine, softly moaning into each other’s kisses. This girl was driving me wild! I could feel the orgasm building inside of me, it was approaching fast and this was only the foreplay part! She hadn’t even touched my crotch yet! Arguably, my nipples were just as sensitive as my clitoris but this was crazy. I palmed her breasts tighter, her nipple between my index and middle finger as my head pushed deeper into the pillow. Her lips escaped mine, her hands came off my breast and wildly, she inches down my body, her crotch dragging down my leg, leaving a wet, slick trail of sex on my leg. My hands release her breasts as she was out of reach. She leaned in and licked my nipple ever so slightly. I shuddered and moaned aloud, gasping as my hands traveled to the back of her head, combing through her soft, blonde hair. Her mouth wrapped around my nipple and I wiggled and squirmed as she sucked on the soft flesh of my swollen nipples. This drove me crazy, I shuddered, shook, and quivered against her warm body, moaning aloud. I tried to contain my moans, biting on my lips hard. I don’t know why I do this, it’s must have grown with me from all those years of masturbating in my room, trying to be silent to keep my family from hearing. Her gentle sucking drove me absolutely wild, it was a torture but a torture that I never wanted to end. She alternated between my two nipples, gently sucking on one while her free hand gently rubbed, pinched, pulled, and twisted the other one.