Love reading the first time stories. We've all got these. Here's mine.
I was 17 when it happened, I'm now 42 so this was quite a few years ago. I was on my second date with this boy named Jimmy. We were fellow students at high school. We were in his family car which had one big seat in the front. I was setting in the middle next to Jimmy.
On this night, we parked at a parking lot and began kissing. Our kissing started getting pretty passionate, I was facing him with my left arm around his neck. It was then that I felt Jimmy's hand start pulling on my right arm with his hand wrapped around my wrist. He then pushed my hand down to his lap! I had no idea what he was doing. Then, he put my hand on his hard cock! He was wearing thin slacks and it was easy to feel it. He put his hand on mine making me rub my hand back and forth. He then broke our kiss and said 'Please, feel what you do to me. Please don't stop. Oh it feels so good. Please, I need to come. Don't stop, don't stop'. I continued with my hand wrapped pretty much around his cock stroking it. I pulled away a little bit and looked down. There was enough light in the car that I could make out his cock. It looked enormous to me. Jimmy laid back and was pushing his hips up making groaning sounds and said, 'Oh baby, it feels so good.' His body then kind of shuddered all over and Jimmy let out some loud grunts and I could feel his cock twitch in my hand. I was looking down at it and could see a wet spot start to appear. I'd never seen it before, but I knew it was his cum from what I'd learned at school hearing the kids talk and from what my mother had told me in our woman to woman talks we had had. Jimmy then was catching his breath and started kissing me again telling me 'Thank you. It felt so good'
On our next date, both of us knew we'd be doing it again and certainly did. But this time, Jimmy undid his pants and let me see his cock. He also ran his hand under my dress and felt my legs and pussy. In later dates, he ended up fingering me. Jimmy got to where he wanted to take our lower clothes off and and have me sit face to face with him on his lap. I knew what this would lead to and refused. He got so insistant and so sex minded that I finally stopped going out with him. If only he'd stayed satisfied with getting hand jobs from me things would had continued.