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I just turned twenty-one. I tell you that not because I'm considered old enough to drink now but because that was the date I told my boyfriend, Sam, I wanted to wait until before having sex. I've been denying him real sex for two years now. That's not to say we don't do other stuff. I doubt he would have kept dating me if I didn't do anything. Most the time I suck his dick or use my hand until he cums to satisfy him. He plays with my breasts and I let him finger my pussy and even my little bum hole. We do 69 a lot and he says he loves to eat my pussy and finger me. But up to now his penis has never been inside of me down there. That's all about to change tonight, I'm sure, because my time is up. I'm twenty-one and out of excuses.

I'm a little nervous, but excited at the same time. I mean... I love how his fingers feel when he plays with my clitoris and then penetrates me with one or two of his fingers; even in the ass it feels good. But his fingers are much smaller than his penis. When I suck Sam off his width and length sometimes hurt my mouth. Even when I use my hand I can't touch my big finger and thumb around his middle. He's that wide, so the idea of him putting something that large down there makes me somewhat uneasy.

Of course he told me he would go as slow as possible, so not to hurt me, but even then I have a feeling it's going to hurt regardless. I'm worried I won't go through with it and he'll get mad and possibly do something bad to me. He's a nice guy and all, I've just been denying him so long that I'm afraid of what he'll do if I don't let him. I've considered sucking him really good and making him cum fast so he won't want to or won't be able to have sex but I don't know if that will work. He might not let me finish him off or even if I do, I'm pretty sure he can get hard again rather quickly. Then if he has cum once I've heard it will take longer the second time. Longer inside me isn't something I want, at least not the first time.

It's really a miracle I'm still a virgin at twenty-one in the first place. I guess my talent at blowjobs and handjobs paid off. I've learned to love giving them and apparently it's something that some girls won't do. Which doesn't make sense to me at all. Who wouldn't want to suck on a guy's hard dick? It seems so natural to me. I love the texture in my mouth, the ridges of the head where it meets the shaft. The veins, the pulsing blood I can feel with my lips and tongue. It gets me wet just thinking about it.

Maybe it's the salty taste and thick pre-cum the other girls don't like but I love it. I like to make it as messy as I can and coat his dick with my saliva and his pre stuff. The wetter the better really. I can usually get Sam to cum in less than a minute if I want, but that takes all the fun out of it. I like bringing him close to climax and then delaying it until he's begging to cum. The longer I tease him like that the more he ejaculates. Some days he absolutely covers me in the stuff, which causes problems with my hair and makeup so I've learned to move him to my breasts or try and swallow it all. Swallowing it all is difficult, especially if he is really excited. I don't know about other guys but Sam's quantity is more than I can handle most days.

Anyway, he's coming over to my place any minute and the only thing we have planned tonight is sex. Yep, no dinner, no movie, no nothing, just sex. That's all he wants to do. I guess I can't exactly blame him. We started dating when I was nineteen. He tried to get into my pants on the third date so I had to think fast and distract him before it went too far. Grabbing his hard dick did just the trick. He seemed very content with me stroking it. That's when I learned how big it was, and is kind of the reason I made the twenty-one rule. I didn't think we'd still be together this long. I mean I was only nineteen how was I supposed to know it would last two more years. That third date, when I grabbed his dick for the first time, was the beginning. I knew if I didn't make him cum some way he would want to have sex so I ended up stroking him until he exploded onto his own stomach and chest. That was also the first time I'd seen so much cum before. It just kept spurting out all over him, big long ropes of white cum like squeezing a tube of toothpaste several times until it's empty.

The next date he expected to have sex for sure. I mean the third date he gets a handjob why wouldn't he expect sex? That was when I came up with making him wait until I was twenty-one. He wasn't very happy about that so to make him okay with the idea I sucked him off for the first time. Let's just say I had to wash my hair twice to tandoğan escort (http://www.ankaraescortuz.com/ad-category/tandogan-escort) get all of his semen out of it. I think he came more than the time before. I meant to break it off with him after that, but there was something about him that kept me interested and saying yes when he asked me out again. Now after two years I've fallen madly in love with him and wouldn't want it to end ever. Another reason why I'm worried about tonight. I know I have to go through with it or risk losing him.

The anticipated knock on my door comes. He's here. It's now or never. I open the door to a grinning school boy. He looks so excited it's almost comical.

"Hey, you're early," I say.

"Yeah, I drove fast," he replies.

"Are you sure you don't want to eat first or see a movie?"

"Positive, and you know why, Jill."

"Yeah, two years, yada yada. I know... I'm finally twenty-one; you've been waiting for this day forever. Except it's my birthday... don't I deserve dinner? A present? At least. I mean you're acting like this is your birthday," I say, narrowing my eyes for effect.

"After... we can do whatever you want after."

"Yeah sure, if I can walk... after."

"Oh come on, you're not going to start that again. I promised to go slow, you'll be fine."

"Really? And you know that how? In case you forgot you're fucking huge and look at me I'm five foot nothing and ninety-eight pounds. You'll probably rip me in half."

He didn't respond. He actually looked like he was getting angry. I might have taken my nervousness too far and pissed him off.

"I fucking knew it! I knew you would do this. I hoped you wouldn't but I was wrong," he says, turning to leave.

I hadn't even asked him inside yet. He was still in the hallway of my apartment building.

"No! Wait, Sam. Don't go. I'm sorry. Come in. I'll stop complaining. I promised and a promise is a promise," I say to get him to stop.

He pauses in the hall, slowly turns and walks back. I open the door wide and let him pass into my living room. He stops in the center and turns back to me as I shut the door. He's dressed in his standard jeans and a t-shirt. He didn't even dress up for the occasion. Probably because he wasn't planning on staying dressed for long. I on the other hand had done myself up like prom. Curled my hair, had my nails done, and was even wearing my cutest sundress. The one that is so short if I bend over even a little my butt cheeks show. He loves it, says it drives him nuts to see me in it. It accentuates everything about my body. Even my small breasts seem bigger in it.

"I got all dressed up?" I say coyly.

"Yeah, I notice. You look phenomenal, and you know what that dress does to me."

"I do. That's the reason I wore it. I really want to do this, Sam, I'm just anxious is all. The first time is scary for a girl."

"I know. I don't know how to make you feel more comfortable though. I mean... I can't make my dick smaller. It is what it is. All the shit talk about having a big dick isn't what it's cracked up to be. Most the time it's just annoying and frustrating."

I have to giggle at that, "Bigger isn't better, huh?" I say.

"Not in this case. With you anyway."

I walk over to him, stand on my tippy toes and kiss him. He's almost a foot taller than me so he has to bend over, when I raise up, to kiss me when we are standing. He keeps his arms to his side, instead of wrapping them around me. I know he's still hesitant and mad at me. I decide I have to suck it up and just do this thing.

Taking his hand I pull him toward my bedroom. I let him go, as he steps in, and walk to my bed. Slowly I bend over, putting my hands on my bed and crawl up on it while looking at his reaction over my shoulder. You see, I'm not wearing any panties and my ass and pussy are in full view since the sun dress is so short. His reaction is exactly what I was hoping for. First surprise, followed by a huge grin. I'm pretty sure he's not mad at me anymore.

"You like? I shaved fresh this morning. I'm as smooth as a baby's butt," I say with a smile.

"Me likey very much," he responds.

"See, I've thought about it. It's not like I don't want to, Sam."

"From the look of your lips you've been thinking quite a bit."

"Well, don't just stand there, do something about it."

He takes one giant step to the bed. I'm still kneeling on it with my ass in the air. He grabs my hips, pushing the sundress even further up, over my hips. I watch in anticipation as he lowers his head, licking my spine, down my back. His tongue continues over the crack tunalı escort (http://www.ankaraescortuz.com/ad-category/tunali-escort) of my ass, to my apparently wet lips. The rush of pleasure that engulfs me, when he opens me up with his tongue, takes my breath away, leaving me sputtering for air.

He's had a lot of practice eating me, since that's pretty much all I've let him do. So needless to say he knows what gets me going. I push back on his face, wanting his tongue deeper in my slit. He feeds his tongue as deep as he can into my tight virgin hole, making me moan. I lay my head on my pillow, keeping my butt up in the air for him to continue licking.

It doesn't take long before he adds a finger, skillfully bending it right where I like it while licking my tiny asshole. The anticipation of this night has me turned on more than ever before. I'm really hoping that's a good thing and I'll be able to adjust to his girth and length when the time comes.

Whimpering in the pillow he continues to finger and lick both my holes until I scream with my climax. The noise is muffled by the pillow I'm holding onto like a vise but not by much. The contractions cause my hips to fall to the bed, and he is forced to stop. Once I gain some capacity back, I roll over and smile at him. I can feel my nipples pressing out on the dress, he really got me going and by the huge bulge in his jeans I know he liked it as well.

"Wow, I'm really wet," I say.

"Yes, you are," he returns, wiping his face.

My eyes leave his, descending his form to the bulge in his pants. He knows what I'm looking at, it's impossible to hide. I bite my lip; he undoes his top button, then his zipper, letting his jeans fall to the floor. His enormous member is sticking out of the top of his underwear; the head is shiny with pre-cum. Before he pulls them down he removes his shirt. I bite my lip even harder. Remember when I told you there was something about him that kept me saying yes in the beginning. Well one of those things is his looks. He's gorgeous. He looks like an Abercrobmie