1. Summer guest
Now I will tell you when I got my first orgasm with a man. One day came a summer visitor to a cabin that I took care of sometimes for the owners who lived far away. The owner had asked me to open and show the house to the tenants.
When I saw a car stop at the house, I ran there. But it was just a man who got out of the car. He was probably in his forties, but I thought he was delicious. We said hello, and I locked up and gave him the key. He told me his wife and children would come in a few days.
"My name is Kent, by the way”, he said.
"Nilla”, I said.
I had minimal shorts and a low-cut shirt, and I noticed that he was checking me out, and I was getting horny.
"Where do you live”, he wondered.
"Over there”, I said, pointing
"Can I see you later”, he said. I need to freshen up and unpack.
"Yes”, I said because I already enjoyed his company.
"Come at seven”, he said.
"Ok”, I said and went home.
When I was home in my room, I thought of Kent and got so horny that I had to massage my pussy. But I stopped before I got an orgasm because I thought it maybe would be something in the evening.
I still had the same clothes when I knocked on the door at seven. Kent opened in a white shirt that was unbuttoned a bit, so the hair on his chest appeared. He was wearing tight jeans, and he asked me to come in.
"Glad you came”, he said.
I saw that he had made himself at home and music streamed from a CD player.
"Sit down”, he said.
When I sat on the couch, he asked me about the neighborhood. What sightseeing and shopping there are, and I tried to remember and told him what I knew. He sat on the table and looked down into my neckline, where my small breasts loomed.
"Would you like something to drink”, he asked after a while.
"Yes”, I said.
He disappeared into the kitchen, and I heard a plop of a cork, and I wondered what it was I would drink. When he came back, he had two glasses of something red, and he gave me one and sat down next to me.
"Do you drink wine”, he asked.
"Yeah”, I said boldly.
I was not so damn used to alcohol, but I thought one glass would not be dangerous.
When he drank, I sipped gently and felt the alcohol. But while we were talking, I drank a little at a time and felt relaxed. Before, I had been a little tense. He was so close that I felt the heat from his body. And I felt the tingle in my stomach when I was sitting so close to a man.
"You are so sweet”, he said suddenly and caressed my cheek with the back of his hand.
"Thanks”, I said.
He let his arm remain at the backrest behind me, and soon I felt his hand on my shoulder. I shuddered as his fingers moved over my shoulder and then into the skin at the neck.
"Are you a horny girl”, he asked, and I was shocked by the question.
"Mm”, I said little embarrassed.
"Are you masturbating often then”, he asked?
"Mm”, I said again.
"Every day?”
"Yep”.
"Would you get mad if I rubbed a little”, he asked.
"No”, I said and giggled.
Then he turned toward me, put his other hand on my stomach, and caressed slowly upward until he finally squeezed one of my breasts. I sighed as he poked the stiffened nipples. But then he pulled up my t-shirt so he could rub my bare breasts. I enjoyed it when he massaged my breasts and stroked my neck with the other hand. When I glanced down at his crotch, I saw how it buckled, and I saw the outline of his cock.
"Can I take off your shirt”, he wondered.
"Ok”, I said and got up.
He pulled my shirt carefully over my head, and I leaned back again.
"What beautiful breasts”, he mumbled and bent over me.
Continue in e-book 1...
