I mentioned this in response to another ST story and it brought the memory flooding back
This was one of my formative sexual experiences and when I think of it, still one of my dirtiest memories. I was in my teens and dating a guy - guess he was my second boyfriend, not long after I had broken up with my first love. This guy was a two years older and more inclined to push sexual boundaries, also tbh better at sex. He was the first guy to bring me to orgasm with his tongue and the first one to do things like figering my arse or masturbating in front of me. This one, bright spring day, we were out walking. We were holding hands and kissing and both very horny I guess. He led me down a path into some words and started proper making out with me, feeling my tits while we kissed under a tree. I was getting really turned on and our kissing more passionate, I didn't stop him when he slipped a hand inside my bra and started to touch my bare boob, squeezing and twisting the nipple as we still kissed. Now really turned on, I took his hand and led him further into the woods, where the trees were densest. We found a sort of clearing and started snogging again. The kissing was getting hornier and more passionate and he undid my bra, then pulled up my top to reveal my tits. I remember him saying how he loved my boobs and that making me wetter. As did the spring breeze on my naked tits. I was properly excited now and started to unbucke his jeans, reaching for his cock. It was rock hard and he moaned when I touched it. immediately putting his hand up my short skirt and into my knickers. I knew I was really wet and he slid a finger up me, finger fucking for a while as I wanked his cock. Then he found my stiff clit and I maoned loudly, so he had to cover my mouth. We lay side by side like that and I pulled his jeans down to his knees, he ripped my knickers right off and, laughing, threw them into some bushes. Then he kissed me as we masturbated one another, our breathing crazy, our hearts shuddering, our genitials throbbing in each other's hands. He shot his load all over my leg and I came immaediately after, him still having to cover my mouth to drown out the noise! Happy memories! I was only with him a few weeks, but we did fuck a few times again in the years after we had broken up.
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