1. Cum Compulsion


    Date: 8/9/2018, Categories: Fetish, Author: Kee, Source: LushStories

    It all started the end of my sophomore year in high school. When I turned sixteen my parents decided I was old enough to go on actual dates, at night, alone with a boy. With the testosterone running high, and my own sexual desires now freed after having been a bit repressed, it did not take me long to begin down my road of sexual exploration. Greg and I were already totally enthralled with each other, so by the time we got to be alone together, in a way that we had no worries about anyone, especially parents, catching us, the intimacy started. There was a rapid progression from making out to more and more physical exploration. I held back a bit, and also held him off a bit, just due to the combination of threats and anxiety my parents had instilled in me. But when you are locked in a tongue probing embrace, with hands running over your already highly charged body, resistance is futile. I let him fondle my boobs and discovered just how fantastic it felt to have my nipples rubbed and squeezed. Not only was the feeling shooting to my brain, I could feel how hot and wet my pussy was becoming. Of course his hands were there also, but I kept my legs crossed tightly; not there, not yet. He also used every opportunity to put my hand on his cock, hoping I would explore and give him what he wanted. I did explore, but only from outside his pants. It did not matter, he held me tighter as he moaned and I felt his pants become wet and warm. I was not totally naive about the male body; I ...
    knew exactly what had happened. Variations on the theme of this revelry occurred the next two times we were able to be safely alone. By then he was practically begging for more, and I was almost ready to fully give in. This was the day of our first actual hand to genital contact. His sweet, loving whispers and the ardent movement of his hands had overwhelmed whatever resistance I had left. He happily opened his pants, and my hand slid into his underwear, finding his hard cock. This happened at the same time as I had spread my legs and given him access to my panties. His hand slid in and explored my soaking pussy, as I stroked and explored his organ. Two of his fingers found my opening as I began a determined and steady pumping of his boner. We were both caught up in a frenzy of motion that would soon culminate in his first, non self-inflicted, orgasm. Although I did not cum, it was my first male introduction to the thrills my pussy held for me. As we kept up our exploration it was not long before his moans started. I felt his cock begin to pulse. A warm fluid flowed out, filling his underwear and soaking my hand. We both came down from the fervid highs we had been riding and removed our hands, his moist with my clear juice, mine dripping with a slippery, sticky, creamy white liquid. An image flew through my mind about how I was dripping the sperm, the cum I had seen in porn videos. I thoughtlessly brought it to my mouth and licked it, salty, gooey, not like anything I had ever ...
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