My First Time Singing In Pleasure
Hello my dear readers of the ISS forum and I hope you are all doing well and eager to read the story of a 27 year old nymph bi sexual girl. Needless to say, I enjoy sex a lot and experiment with various partners. I am very choosy about the people I sleep with though and so don’t you go around developing nasty thoughts for this girl whose story you are about to read J I usually spend a lot of time in the act and I also like to spend a lot of time chatting about sex in various chat rooms. However, I have never had an online fling and don’t plan on having one. I have never written a story about my experiences before and am just exploring this as another way to express my sexuality. A few years ago, I met a wonderful girl who I had the pleasure of experimenting with and have enjoyed girls a lot more since. We are sexier, curvaceous and a lot better in bed. So naturally I find girls to be better partners when it comes to sex. However, I do enjoy an occasional cock to toy with J I am going to narrate my first ever sexual experience. I am 27 years old now, 5’8″34C bust 34-26-32. I am considered to be really sexy thanks to my good looks along with this ravishing figure. My name is Roop when I was adolescent, curious teenager who went to an all girl’s school I was not as sexy and had a sexy figure. I had developed a good bust at an early age being in an all girls school though was a bit of a disappointment as contact with boys was very limited. The other girls were more successful with their endeavours and I was limited to hearing about their stories without having one of my own to talk about. I desperately wanted to change that and I used to live in a classy society which didn’t have as many teenagers in it. The only teenage boy in our society was Raj. He was 19 at the time, shy and athletic. He looked good! He was 6’0″ weighed about 70 kilos then. Played basketball and had a body to show it. He was my direct neighbour. The only problem was that he was shy as hell and I really liked him- physically and I often used to flirt with him, tease him and annoy him. He really enjoyed all the attention I gave him but maybe because of being older than me and shy and he never reciprocated my advances. He did stare a lot at my boobs though. I knew he would be interested in taking it further with me. He just needed a little push in the right direction J and I remember roaming around the parking lots without a bra so that he could watch my boobs bounce around as I walked. I also remember playfully spanking his ass as he got out of the society swimming pool one Sunday and the immediate reaction it had in his pants! I used to coyly brush against his cock a few times. Oh! He used to enjoy that. This went on for months but we never had the privacy to take things ahead. And as interested as he, was always too shy. Also since our families were too close, I did not dare being vocal about my intentions with him. His bedroom was directly against mine and we had a view of each other’s bedrooms through the windows. I used this advantage too but not as effectively as I now think I could have. I would have loved to roam around topless or maybe even naked in my room, pretending to be oblivious to his watching eyes. Seduce him while doing so. Alas! Maybe even give him a show to me masturbating in my bed that would have been sexy huh? That never happened though but what happened was and once my family was out of station and I was alone at home for the entire weekend on Sunday morning while I was watching a particularly lusty movie, the door bell rang. It was Raj at the door and he had just come home after playing basketball with his friends. His family was away too and were not supposed to come back till later that night and Raj didn’t have the keys to his house. He asked me if they had a left a key with me and thank God they had not. He had an entire day to spend and no place to go very happily and I invited him to spend the day with me. I quickly shut off the laptop on which I was watching the light porno movie and offered him a seat. He was wearing a black short and a white t shirt which was clinging on to his muscular body. He looked sexy dripping of sweat, standing in my living room. I was already horny from watching porno movie and I wished I could jump on him and play with him right away but I knew I had to be patient with him. He was sweating, uncomfortable and shy. He needed a shower and so I sent him to the bathroom in my room and gave him a towel. I knew the day was going to be interesting without me hurrying through it. I was dressed in a white mini skirt and a lose fitting red t shirt. I felt sexy! I settled myself on my bed, watching that dirty movie on my laptop again waiting for him to come out of the shower. I remember waiting for an eternity. He took a good half an hour in there. I was wondering what he was doing in there was a sexy naked boy in my shower and I was only getting hornier at the thought of him. I was hoping he would step out of the shower with only the towel around him and I would be able to see him topless maybe the towel would drop and I would see him all naked surely he was as excited as me and his cock would be ready for me to play with. I hoped finally as he stepped out from the shower he was not in the towel. He was wearing his same sweaty clothes again. I felt disappointed he thanked me for letting him use the shower never mind that and I said but why are you wearing the same old sweaty clothes again? But he could not help it he did not have any other clothes in his bag. I smiled at him, led him to my wardrobe and tried to find him some clothes his size. He easily fit into my elastic shorts but I mostly wore tight t shirts and it was impossible to fit him into one of those. Here I was, hoping to undress him and have sex with him and I had to endure the task of dressing him first into my own clothes.