But maybe another time I thought.Īfter dinner we made a bed on the floor in Clara’s room and watched a movie. It was all I could think about, I hadn’t done much with guys, played a little, but there was so much more I wanted to know. I was nervous, I thought it might have just been heat of the moment but when I looked up at her there was no shame on her face, only lust.Īt dinner my thoughts turned to her brother who was wearing only loose shorts, he had a little belly (which, to this day, I still like on a man).
First gay cum in me skin#
Her mum called us down to dinner and we jumped out of our skin and backed away.
First gay cum in me full#
We moved closer and our lips touched, softly and slowly, her full wet lips pressed against mine, the hairs on the back of my neck tingled as she slipped her tongue in my mouth and held me tight. I thanked her, said something similar and placed my hand on her hip. “You look good” she said “naked I mean, and clothed” laughing. We eyed each other up a bit before putting on our comfy attire.
I had brought clothes with me too so I thought, fuck it! And got naked. “What do you think?” she giggled, not looking for an answer. She noticed and laughed, she was so outgoing but mild mannered, I was captivated by her and somehow intimidated too.
She got completely naked this time, my whole body went hold and cold and I was very red in the face. That Friday the 3 of us walked home as usual, her brother went in to his room and we in to her’s. As I was leaving she hugged me and and said nice things and that I should stay at the weekend, before I could ask my mother who was at the door with us, she shouted “muuuuum Melanie’s staying Friday!” My mother laughed and said “It’s a date, now let’s go”. I got pretty flushed and a bit wet as my mind drifted in to fantasy but I kept my cool and we continued our conversations until it was time to go home. We chatted and she got changed in front of me, she was perfect, long soft legs, smooth flat stomach and small pert breasts. After dinner we went upstairs to her room (passing her brothers room where I sneaked a look through the door, he was reading comics on his bed). I really started to like her as the evening went on, her family were lovely and all pretty cool. We talked all the way, she was fascinating, she loved great music and movies. Her brother went in the house and we walked down to mine and told my mother and then walked back up to hers. One day Clara asked if I wanted to stay for dinner, I said yes hoping to get to know her a bit better. Clara and her brother used to walk home everyday, he was 15 and pretty nerdy, but I was too and I had a thing for him as soon as we met.įor the first couple of weeks I’d walk home with them and part ways to walk the extra 10 minutes down the road to mine. Her name was Clara, beautiful long curly hair and long flowing skirts, always with a thong pulled above the waistline. Luckily a nice weird girl took me under her wing. Despite my naturally exploratory nature I was a quiet girl and mainly kept to myself so I was a little apprehensive about making new friends. I was 11 years old and I had just moved town and started a new school.