Bethany's Secret Part 1

Our relationship was one of the most envied around school. Everyone thought we were meant for each other, including us. Bethany had suggested that we apply to the same colleges, since we had nearly identical grades and our SAT scores were close as well. She beat me by 51 points. However, despite the romance and devotion in our relationship, we had not yet had sex. I didn’t want to pressure her, but I was beginning to get a little impatient.

I knew she was interested in sex. She talked about it constantly and was always touching me. She was always more than willing to give me blowjobs and let me feel up her breasts, but she seemed nervous about real penetration. I couldn’t figure out why until the night of our four month anniversary.

We sat together on my bed. We had gone out for dinner and exchanged gifts. My parents were gone for the weekend so we had the house to ourselves. Bethany was wearing a virtually transparent yellow blouse and tight jeans. I longed to bury my face in her cleavage. Bethany reached over and unbuttoned my pants, slowly zipping down my fly. My cock was hard, pressing against my boxer shorts. Bethany pulled my pants down to my ankles and began to kiss my dick through my underwear. I leaned back on my elbows and closed my eyes, feeling her skilled lips on my hard prick.

Bethany got on her knees on the floor in front of me. She slowly pulled my seven-inch cock out of my pants and began to stroke it gently as she kissed my balls. I felt her tongue dart in and out, flicking the tip of my penis and I moaned. “Oh yes Bethany . . . please suck it . . . yes.” She wrapped her lips around the head of dick and slowly moved down, taking it all in her mouth before sliding her lips back up to the tip again. Her red lipstick had left streaks on my cock which made me even hornier.

She sucked lovingly, but firmly, always making sure to keep her lips tightly around my shaft and using her tongue to stimulate me. Her small, delicate fingers lightly danced on my scrotum.