Fork 4

I mostly tried to do everything the same this time. Mostly. On my Social Studies test I wrote in smart-ass answers instead of real ones.

I didn’t go straight into the party after being dropped off - instead I scouted the neighborhood. There was a house with a for-sale sign in front and a realtor’s key box. I broke in and looked around. It was obvious that nobody was living there. It was cold, and most of the furniture was gone, but there was a twin bed with blankets and sheets, and the heat came on when I messed with the thermostat. It would be a nice place lose my virginity.

So, I went back to the party, snuggled up to Freddie, and once again lured him away with the promise of deflowering me. He took some convincing to enter the vacant house with the broken window, but once we sat on the bed and started kissing he was completely on board.

I put my hand on his crotch and felt a cock - covered with fabric - for the first time. I knew what a cock was, of course, but I was unprepared for how weird it was to touch one. It was this hard tube, in his pants, connected to his body. I squeezed it and rolled in around in my hands, trying to imagine what it would look like once I got it out.

Meanwhile, Freddie was talking off my sweater, and then struggling to solve the puzzle of my bra. I kind of wanted to laugh, but I didn’t want to be mean. Eventually he stood up and moved behind me so that he could see what his fingers were doing, and managed to unhook me. I took that opportunity to take off his pants, but his dick remained trapped in the cotton cage of his tighty whities.

His hands on my breasts - my bare breasts! - was simply overpowering. He was touching me in a place that I’d never been touched before - that nobody was ever supposed to touch! I could tell that this was all new to him too, and I liked that we were experiencing it for the first time together. He tried sucking on my nipples but I had to stop him - that was just way too intense.

I scrambled out of my tights and panties to tell him I was ready. He took off his shirt and underpants with equal haste, and then he knelt on top of me. I helped position his dick, and then he penetrated me, little by little. I was gasping the whole time, and Freddie stopped to ask if I was okay. I smiled and nodded vigorously, and put my hands on his sides.

The experience was something totally new: my pussy had never given me feelings like that in all of my solo experimentation. There was a COCK working its way inside of me, and opening up a piece of me that had always been locked away before. Freddie’s arms were trembling, and he looked uncertain and innocent, while he pushed more of himself inside me.

The feeling was even better when his movements became a steady rocking and his cock pistoned in and out. I closed my eyes and grabbed his shoulders with my mouth hanging open. All I could think was, Yes, this, forever!

And then he stopped. At first I didn’t actually realize why. And then his dick fell out.

“You just came?” I asked him sweetly.

Freddie nodded. Then, he moved to sit back on the bed between my legs and he panicked. “Oh my god I just came inside you! We didn’t use a rubber!” He was staring at my pussy; maybe he could see his come leaking out of it - I don’t know.

I sat partly up and stroked his face. “It’s okay - I won’t get pregnant,” I told him. He looked doubtful so I added, “I’m on the pill.” That seemed easier than trying to explain looping through time.

We snuggled together for a bit, and I contemplated the mess we’d made between my legs on the bed. I asked him if we could do it again, and he was willing, but I could only get him partly hard and things got awkward.

My skirt had gotten wet from the come and sex juices, but I wore it like a badge of honor back into the party - not that anyone noticed. Elyssa and I went home and talked excitedly until we couldn’t stay up any more. I woke up to the feeling of the bracelet burning my wrist, so I hit the reset button.