First love is always remembered with special affection. It doesn’t matter if the first time you fell in love you were 10, 20 or 40 years old because those tickles in the stomach are universal. But, what happens when after the years you meet that boy? Sometimes the past comes back to your panties and if it doesn’t, why not imagine it? Enjoy this erotic story.
An erotic story about your first love
- It just had to be today. What I needed to finish this damn day. I was looking forward to getting off work and into bed. But no, you had to sit down to read the newspaper on the terrace directly opposite.
- I thought that I no longer remembered your face, but it didn’t take me more than 2 seconds to realize that it was you. You’re on the other side of the street and I can still smell that perfume of yours that, to tell the truth, I ended up liking with the passage of caresses.
- But I’m warning you, I’m not that girl who couldn’t keep looking at you anymore. Now, I’m not satisfied with you taking a bite of my sandwich or riding a bike. Now, I want to bite you and ride you.
- Now, I want you to smell the aroma that the skin of my body gives off and that you even tickle me with your eyelashes. I want to feel everything inside me shake when your hand tries to sneak into my pants, like you did at the bus stop on 27. Everything stayed there, but now I’m the one pushing your hand to the bottom of my panties.
Sex with first love
- Years have passed, but I still recognize the touch of your tongue, which is now very daring. You whisper in my ear: “Finally”. And suddenly I realize how much I missed this, even though it had never happened. Humidity.
- You play with your tongue and the lobes of my ears, you kiss my neck as if you could drink the sweetest elixir from it… You are lying on top of me and the touch of your skin makes me go completely crazy. Everything starts to harden.
- I push your head towards my breasts and you nibble them with little delicacy. The pain soon turns into pleasure. And I scream.
- You continue your way through my body and stop in my gut. You start kissing her as you go down very slowly. Too slow. Your kisses are on their way to my legs, when suddenly, they go back up to my belly. For a moment I thought… There it is, even more humidity.
- Your lips move away from my navel again and, for a moment, they stop again. Are you trying to play me? But this time, they are clear about their destiny. The heat of my arousal is calling your tongue, but also your fingers. Don’t stop moving them. Never. You are right in the place where I wanted to have you for years. The desire to feel your movement even faster is irrepressible. Soon, we don’t know what is yours and what is mine.
- The whole world is now between my legs.
Sex that settles pending accounts
- I grab you by the hair and make you rise to my height. I see the excitement in your eyes, and now, when you lean in to kiss me, I can smell my own. The moment has come. I invite you to fully immerse yourself in that darkness that we both crave. I place myself on top of you and with my hand I put your penis inside me.
- I move my hips to the rhythm of that song that’s playing in my head and you quickly pick up the pace. I pinch my nipples as I feel the lurch. You gasp. And I gasp too.
- I don’t know how long it takes. It could be seconds, or maybe hours, but suddenly, something inside me breaks and I’m empty inside.
- That smell… finally, there it is.
- How can you continue sitting there, reading the newspaper, if that debt that we owe each other is being settled inside my head.
- When I got home, I had to change my panties.