I'm not really a story writer so I'm just going to talk about my first time sneaking out for sex from what I remember.  This wasn't the first time I had sex but it was the first time I met someone myself on my own to fuck and get high.  I'm not going to get into how old I was or when I first fucked and stuff sorry about that.

I used to chat a lot on the old Yahoo along with other places.  They used to have chatrooms like crazy and a lot of bots too lol. I spent a lot of time at night there on our living computer.  They had Cali rooms and LA rooms and rooms for all kinds of people and things.  I wasn't a virgin but online chat was the first place where random people would hit on me hard and stuff.

It was a very addicting thing.  Especially when you turn on your cam for 10 seconds and get 20 messages about how everyone wants to fuck you.  Eventually I said yes to a guy I had chatted with for a bit and after some talking we worked out when and how I'd sneak out and hang with him for a few hours at his place.  He actually suggested I just wear a robe when I come and that's something I've continued to do until this day. (Outside of hooking up naked lol!  But 9/10 guys are too pussy for that.)

We had chatted a lot before we met the first time.  We both knew what each other looked like but not what we sounded like.  When I saw his blue little car pull up that was all I was thinking about for some reason.  I'll never forget the first time he spoke to me even though I cant exactly remember what he said.  His voice was just kind of regular I guess but not what I expected either.  He said something like "youre more beautiful in person" or something and asked to touch me.  

I let him fondle me for a while before I told him to drive already.  We had been sitting in front of my house the whole time.  The drive to his place had some groping and stuff and I felt his cock over his jeans most of the way.  I think.  Its hard to remember everything.

When we got to his drive way and pulled into his garage he told me to leave my robe in the car and follow him.  I had never been naked in another man's house before but I left my robe in the car and followed as I was told.  He stripped down in the garage and waked inside the house.  I didn't know what was waiting for me on the other side of the garage door.  It was a kitchen.  lol.

He asked if I was hungry or wanted something to drink before we started and I said no.  He led me into his basement.  I was actually getting a little uncomfortable.  Like it was exciting but scary.  There was a couch but no bed and the light was kind dim for half of the room. There was old time video game stuff and toys.  Not sex toys but like batman toys and stuff like that.

After a moment or two he said something "suck my cock" in such a bossy tone that I almost did it without even thinking about it. I didn't really think about it at the time but this was a pretty major moment in my life.  I feel like when I put his cock in my mouth I was choosing the life of a slut. Yeah, I could become a nun tomorrow.  But that path I've taken can't be unfucked and I feel like no matter what I do now that's always going to be a part of who I am.

There wasn't a lot of talking for a while after that.  He wasn't fat but wasn't really fit either.  White guy in his 40s with good hair.  I wouldn't say his cock was small but it wasn't the biggest I've had.  He knew how to use it though.  At least that first time.  Without asking as I was sucking him he grabbed my head off of his cock and gripped my shoulder by the arm.  He took me to the couch and bent me over it.

He rubbed his cock up and down my pussy a few times and penetrated me slowly.  I guess he was worried he was going to break me or something.  He figured out I could take it rougher and started fucking me with some force.  I never came from vagina sex before until that fuck.  I didn't even know it was possible in that way until that moment.  It was such an amazing feeling.  I was sort of losing myself in the pleasure and forgetting the rest of my senses.  At some point after that he came inside me.  I dont remember how close to when I did it was but it was pretty close I guess.

I do remember that he just sorta layed on top of me after which was something I was sort of used to but not after cumming myself.  After a while we both got up and went up stairs.  He made me a grilled cheese and we hit his bong a few times.  He had me sit on some towels because to keep the cought from gettin leaked on from the cum.

Even outside of sex he wanted to touch me all the time.  Not just like my cunt or boobs but all different parts of me.  It was flattering but a little offputing to be honest.  I never really do great with a lot of affection.  That was where I first started to learn that.

The second time we fucked we went back down stairs.  He wanted to try anal and had the jelly to do it.  We already talked about it and everything before hand online.  Anal for me is pretty forgetable and this was no different.  He finished after a few and didn't seem to care that I wasn't into it which was fine.   Said he liked it but enjoyed my pussy more.

We hung out upstairs some more and watched some TV for a while.  I blew him to show him I was ready for another fuck.  It went about the same as the first but I didn't cum which was obvious.  He helped me with that with his tongue after.  Never had a guy do that after sex before and always respect a guy who's not afraid of his own cum like that since.  I don't think it was as good as when I came the first time but it could have just been I was expecting it, I don't know.

We were going to do some piss play at the end of the night but he could only manage a few drops which was really bleh.  It was a good night that ended a bit on a wimper.  We went back to the garage and put our stuff on and he drove me home basically with a hand touching me all over on the way.

He tried to kiss me goodnight when we got to my house but that wasn't really something I wanted so I turned and tried to have him kiss my cunt instead.  It was too awkward because his car was small and he stuck a finger in me instead.  Not the best sudden feeling in the world but memorable.  He didn't really say anything that I can remember as I went back to the house.  Maybe "see ya" or something.

When I got back inside I wanted to chat about what I just did.  I felt so alive.  I got on for a short bit from what I can recall and told some of my Yahoo friends but it was getting to be almost morning so I just went my bed and masterbated for a long time and more than one orgasm.

We fucked every now and then after that but lost touch when I lost my old yahoo account.

I was asked by a couple people to write about my first time but I didn't really want to do that so this was closest I could think to share. Thanks for bothering to read it.