Hello. My name is Masha and I want to tell you about my first experience. It was in the fall, when I went to the second course. I am young, slim, pretty, with long blond hair. However, the guys until that moment I did not have. I was all in school, that in school, that in uni. She studied at the top five, never missed, was the headman of her group, participated in all events. In general, the time for a relationship I did not have.

But at one point, I began to notice that I think a lot about sex. When I saw guys and men, I almost always thought about how cool it would be to have sex with them. But I'm too shy and shy to admit it. So I masturbated at home and watched porn. I really wanted to, but I was not with anyone. Until a certain point.

I sat on a bench in the park and read a book. It was already getting dark, and I thought it was time to round out.

“Hello, Masha,” a voice sounded. Surprise, I started. I turned my head and saw him. It was my classmate Sasha.

- Hi, what are you doing here? - I asked timidly.

- I was walking with friends, but we had already gone, - Sasha answered. At that moment I thought that in the evening light it looks even more attractive. I liked him before. Once we drove with him in the elevator, and I imagined that he was pressing me against the wall and fucking right in the clothes.

“I read,” I replied, a little redder.

- Listen, - said Sasha and sat down with me. - Did you have a birthday yesterday?

- Well yes.

- And as noted?

- Nothing special...

- I understood. You are an exemplary girl, you do not even drink, ”Sasha told me provocatively.

- Drink! Sometimes ... - for some reason I replied.

“Well, you can drink with me today,” he suggested.

- Tomorrow to study the same.

“So we are a little bit,” Sasha retorted and showed with a gesture of his right hand that it’s true a little bit.

“Well, if only a little,” I replied, and she was scared herself.

- I know there is one place nearby. Let's go.

We walked through the park, he told me something, and I was immersed in my thoughts. I did not understand why I agreed. Of course, I understood that I wanted to seem cool and bold, that I wanted to stay with Sasha a little longer. But I still felt that all this was wrong.

- So how old are you? - asked my companion.

“19,” I answered, and smiled. I think he noticed some anxiety on my face. So he put his arm around my shoulder.

- Do not worry, you're not old.

- Yes, I'm not afraid ...

And I'm kinda very afraid. But not because of age, of course. I felt ill at ease. When I left the house today, I didn’t think that I would be embracing a nice guy who knew where. From excitement, I did not feel my legs. I was just walking.

“Come,” said Sasha.

I expected to see a bar or something like that. But it was the entrance.

- To your home? - I asked in surprise.

- Yes, why not, he answered.

“I don’t go to strangers,” I replied playfully and smiled.

- Mash, what are you, we have known for more than a year.

I sighed and looked around. I had a choice. On the one hand, I wanted to run away home, where it was calm and safe. On the other hand, I yearned to communicate with guys and sex. I dreamed of a similar situation when I fantasized at home. Now I have a chance to spend the evening with a cool guy, instead of sitting at home alone and reading books. Especially since I don’t have to sleep with him. And he will not rape me. I nodded, and we went to his house.

His apartment was very spacious and clean. I even became a little calmer.

- Do you live alone here?

- Yes of course.

Sasha sat me down on the sofa, turned on the TV, and went to the kitchen himself. He really was comfortable. I watched some TV series when he came back. Sasha put on the table in front of the sofa two beautiful glasses, a bowl of chips and a bottle of good red wine.He poured the wine into glasses, and we immediately drank.

After that, I finally relaxed. We chatted about everything nicely, drank wine, ate chips and occasionally glanced at the screen. The feeling of excitement went away and another more pleasant feeling came to replace it - excitement.

“And you like me even more drunk,” said Sasha.

- Do you like me? - burst out of me. I could not hide a smile.

- Of course, always. And when today I saw you in this dress, - said Sasha and ran his hand over my leg. - I turned everything upside down. This is better than your everyday clothes.

- What do you like about me? - I asked flirtatiously.

- Your legs. Your slim figure. Your long hair. Your deep eyes. Your chest ...

“You flatter me,” I laughed.

- No, you really are very attractive, - said Sasha and I understood that he really wants me.

“Then why don't I still have a boyfriend?” - I asked.

“Well, probably ...” he began. - Wait! Have you ever been to anyone?

- Not.

- It is very nice. True, - said Sasha.

I felt special.

- To be honest, I never even kissed. Well, really. - I said sadly.

- Do you want me to kiss you? - Sasha suggested.

He already devoured me with his eyes. I sustained a dramatic pause. She drank the rest of the wine in her glass, looked into his brown eyes and answered: "Yes."

We moved closer to each other, for some reason I put my hands on his shoulders. I had no experience in kissing, so I did as I saw in the movies. Just opened her mouth, tilted her head slightly and closed her eyes. Our mouths merged in a hot kiss. Honestly, I didn't really like kissing. But this situation strongly excited me. His hand tightened on my chest. I removed his hand, but after a moment he did it again. And I gave up.

Sasha pulled away from my lips and started kissing me on the neck.

“Let's take this dress off,” he suggested.

I was too excited to resist. We took off my dress, bra, and socks. I stayed in some panties. Sasha began to crush my breasts and kiss the nipples. One of his hands fell into my panties. It was very wet there. The wine finally hit my head, so I broke all the brakes, and I whispered passionately:

- Fuck me.

My gentleman stood up and began to undress. I sat on the couch and watched him. When he took off his underpants, his cock was right on the level of my face. Not a drop without doubting I took him in hand and began to suck.

- More careful with teeth, - said Sasha.

I did not answer, but only looked at him without releasing the member from his mouth. I wanted to try everything I saw in porn. I licked the head, swallowed it whole, helped with my hand, changed the tempo. Apparently I was too carried away because I did not notice how my mouth began to fill with sperm.

- Oh, yes, Masha, yes! - groaned Sasha. - Swallow everything.

I did not have to persuade. Up to this point, I did not even know how much I would love this taste. I licked his dick to make sure I swallowed everything up to the drop. But the great thing is that he was not the only one who had finished. Surprisingly, only at that moment I noticed that all this time I was caressing myself with my free hand. Apparently a habit.

- Where is the bathroom? - I asked.

- Let's go show.

We went into the bathroom, I washed my mouth and rinsed, drank a little. As soon as I turned to him, we started kissing again. It was magical. Then Sasha hugged me, picked me up and carried me somewhere. I started to laugh.

He put me on the bed in his bedroom and started kissing passionately. I answered all his kisses and let me touch wherever he wanted. He pulled off my panties and lay down on me. We looked at each other. From the next room I could hardly hear the TV, but I ...