Curvy Candace

I’ve really wanted to write this week, but had nothing to write about. My sex life has dried up since New Years and doesn’t show any signs of improving.

However, I was driving home from class tonight and I went past this one hotel. It’s not even a nice hotel, but it’s where I took this one guy’s virginity a few years ago. Most of the time virginity stories (at least the ones that I’ve heard and my own) aren’t anything to write home about, but I think his is something that he’ll never forget.

It all started one night at a party that summer. It was a mix of people that I went to high school with. Some of them had graduated already, some of them not. One of the guys there that had graduated was Seth. He was cute, but a little bit on the dorky side.

Somehow some of his friends had found out that he was still a virgin. They had expected him to lose it while he was at college and when they found out that he didn’t they were really making fun of him. He was taking it in stride, but they were pretty mean.

Some time later in the night when everyone was pretty drunk, one of his friends approached me and asked if I would sleep with him. Yes, I did have an easy reputation, even back then. I told the friend no, but later when I was alone in a hallway with Seth, I gave him my number and told him that I would sleep with him anytime he wanted.

The next weekend he called me. That night he picked me up and we went to that hotel.

I felt like a slut when we were checking in. I felt like the guy working behind the desk knew exactly what he was going to happen in the room he gave us. He certainly looked at me like I was a slut.

When we got to the room, I could tell that he was a little nervous. We made nothing but small talk for like ten minutes, didn’t even talk about sex. I took over from there. I knew if I didn’t, we’d never have sex. Most of the time, I’m the submissive one and I like it that way. You want to fuck me doggy style, that’s cool. You want me to suck your cock, no problem. But this time I took control. I felt almost like a dominatrix.

I made my move and climbed on top of him. I kissed him. I still remember that he was a great kisser.

We were making out for a while, long enough where most guys would’ve gone for my tits or grabbed my ass. His hands were still on my waist. I guided them to my tits and he took over, caressing and fondling them.

I asked him if he liked playing with tits. He nervously said yes.

I took off my tank top, then let him take off my bra. He told me that was a lot better. He became more aggressive with hands, groping me, pinching my nipples, being a little rough. He took them in his hands and sucked on them.

Our bodies started to grind together as we made out. Even with us both wearing jeans, I could still feel his rock hard cock. I had it between my legs, rubbing my crotch against it.

Apparently, I was doing a little bit too much. I made him cum in his pants.

He apologized, I just told him that it was okay. I was going to make him cum a lot more.

I climbed off of him and told him take off his clothes. I wasn’t demanding, just plain as day like I was ordering a restaurant.

I had him lay on my back and I positioned myself between his legs.

His cock was still semi-hard. I could still feel the cum on it as I stroked my hand up and down it. My mouth soon took over and I felt him grow completely hard again as I slid my lips up and down it.

I looked up and the look on his face was that pure pleasure look that I love so much. He smiled when he saw me look at him. He told me that I was giving him the best blowjob ever. Probably not saying much because I’m sure he hadn’t gotten many blowjobs before, but I still loved the compliment.

I was a little worried that he might be the kind of guy that couldn’t last longer than a minute, but the alarm clock next to the bed said that it was a lot longer, more than  minutes. I actually had to rest my mouth because I was getting tired.

Then finally he exploded into my throat. I sucked up every drop of cum and swallowed it.

We took a little break after that, but we definitely weren’t done.

Before we got back on to the bed, the rest of my clothes finally came off. The room was dark except for the television, but he had a clear view of my body. He told me that I had a beautiful body. Something that I wish more men would’ve told me.

This time I got onto my back and he climbed on top of me. There was more making out. Before it had been more lust, now it was calmer and more sensual.

I felt his cock grow hard against my stomach. I asked him if he was ready, like there would be any answer besides yes.

I spread my legs further apart and he repositioned himself so that his cock was between my legs. We didn’t say anything more. I guided him to the opening of my pussy with my hand, then let him do the rest.

Slowly, he pushed inside of me. He had a huge smile across his face. He pushed himself completely inside of me.

Very slowly he pulled almost out, then slide back deep in me again.

Slowly he started to really fuck me. He told me that he couldn’t believe that he was finally doing it. And then he came. I don’t even think that he knew that he came. However, I could feel him going soft.

He apologized again and again I told him not to worry about it.

It was getting pretty late and we were actually going to go to sleep after that, but we never made it that far. I think we were both exhausted but before we could get to sleep we got a second wind.

He was spooning me and holding me tight. That was sweet, but what I liked even more was when I felt his cock grow hard against my ass.

Next thing you know, I’m turning around and we’re making out, hot and heavy again. I wasted no time climbing on top of him and climbing on top of his cock. This time he lasted a lot longer than a minute.

There was enough time where I took a turn on top. Then he took a turn on top too. I wasn’t paying attention to time that round, but it was a lot longer.

And this time when he came, it was hard. There was the deep thrust, then I felt his cock throbbing.

We practically fell asleep like that, but he ended up laying next to me before we both passed out.

I ended up not just being his first, but also his second, third and fourth. We did it twice more before we left the hotel room the next day.

I found out that he told his friends the very next night, I was a little angry at first. But then I started thinking about it and I’m sure he had nothing but a positive review of me.

I saw him at another party a year later, he thanked me and told me that I was still the best he ever had.

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