Dry-Hump Feelings

Dry-Hump Feelings

I like to masturbate. I don't give a shit about the pleasure-bashers that say it's dirty, etc etc... coz it feels good and anything that feels good is a friend of mine.

Anyway, this story I'm going to share was my first sexual experience I had with a boyfried, and it happened when I was 14 and he was 17. We had being going out for about a month and I was over at his house. We were sitting on the couch and had been watching a movie. When it was finished we started (french) kissing. This always got me horny, so I pulled him closer to me. Before I knew what had happened he had pulled me on top of him, so he was sitting on the couch, with me straddling his crotch.

We kept kissing, and I noticed at one stage that he had put his hand down to his crotch and was fiddling around a bit. When he put his hand back on my arse, I realised that I could feel his hard cock against my pussy through my jeans. He started to slowly pump against my pussy. This was starting to feel really good, when the phone rang. Damn! The moment was ruined.

Not long after, his parents and their friends, and his brother came home. After dinner we were in his room, just watching tv and fucking around on the floor. We started to kiss again. Eventually we ended up laying down on the floor, with him on top of me and my head resting on a beanbag. Soon enough he started to pump - or 'dry-hump' if you like - me again. I was moving with him, and I could destinctly feel his cock, hard and pressing against my pussy through my jeans. He moaned a little, and our movements started to get a little harder and faster. We were grinding our hips together, and barely kissing - more like our tongues were barely out of our mouths, touching and licking each others.

After some grinding and pumping, he thrust hard at my pussy and held our hips together for a few seconds. It was then that I felt an intense feeling throughout my pussy, and guessed that if we kept going I would probably come soon enough. He pulled back a little and thrust hard again. This felt really great, and I started moaning a little.

Then, to my great disappointment, he got off me and sat up. Just in time too, because 2 seconds later his brother came into the room. When he was gone my boyfriend kissed me and said he was going to the toilet.

I just sat there in his room, thinking about what had just happened. Eventually I figured that my boyfriend had probably come, which was why he had stopped, and had had to go to the toilet. I was a little disappointed that it hadn't lasted a little longer so I could get closer to cumming.

Well anyway, I figured that more would probably happen another time, and it did. But thats a story for another time.

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