Vanilla Slut
Copyright© 2022 by Maracorby
Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Kaitlyn is a good girl. But then why does she keep doing such bad-girl things? It's not her fault - it's a neurological disorder. When she smells vanilla, she is irresistibly compelled to have sex.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft ft/ft Mult Teenagers NonConsensual Reluctant Fiction School Group Sex First Facial Oral Sex
A few weeks later, I lost my virginity to Lucas’ friend Jude. Our parents were out on a Friday night, and Jude was spending the night. Lucas and Jude were playing a video game on the livingroom TV. I plopped down on the couch to watch, in my pajamas with a bowl of ice cream. After a few spoonfuls, I was leading Jude off to my room under the pretense of having a secret to tell him.
As soon as we were alone, I peeled off my top and dropped my bottoms, and slid up close for a kiss. Soon we were both naked on the bed, groping with clumsy eagerness. He touched my boobs and butt and pussy. Every once in a while he would stop and do something, like run his hands through my hair, as if he had read online that that was something you’re supposed to do to a girl. It was endearing.
For my part, I was thrilled by the new experience of touching a dick for the first time. I squeezed it, testing its slightly yielding hardness. I tugged it this way and that, laughing quietly about what a goofy appendage it was. I ran my finger around the crown, and Jude groaned.
I think Jude would have been content with that much action, but I was driven to go all the way. Without a word I climbed on top of him and pushed myself onto his cock. It was different than the household objects that had been my only experience up until that point. It was bigger, and warm, and while it was hard at its core, it was covered with soft skin. But it was mostly the fact that it was anchored to another human body, one that I was straddling, that made the experience different than I had expected. Instead of simple in-and-out, I found that I could lean this way and that to experience different sorts of friction and pressure. I had just started getting into a groove rocking back and forth on top of him when he made a gurgling sound, grabbed my waist, and shot his load inside of me.
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