I was born into a loving family with two parents who sacrificed everything for their kids. My parents were hardworking yet gave us all the attention when they were home. My brother and I were very close. Being only eleven months apart, we are what people call Irish twins, which made us closer than most. Since we were babies, my older brother has always been there for me, protecting me.
I never wanted to be away from my brother, and he felt the same. We only had each other, since our parents told both of us we could never date anyone until they thought we were ready. I found this very hard, since the boys in my class showed a lot of interest in me. It was hard, but having my brother, Ryan, to lean on helped me immensely.
I wasn’t that upset about the dating limit, because honestly, I didn’t have a clue about dating rituals. Naturally, because my brother was older than I was, he started dating before I did. At first, I was happy for him. I knew the girl he was dating, and she was very nice. That made it even harder for me to understand how my mood has changed.
Shortly after Ryan started dating, I was always angry at him for no apparent reason. It was an emotion I never felt, yet it was constant. Months later, I thought I had the answer. I was jealous. It seemed my anger heightened when I saw Ryan with his girlfriend. I was jealous that he had a girlfriend; it meant he was taking time away from me—something he never did before.
Shortly after my revelation, my parents told me they felt I was mature enough to date, too. Well, it wasn’t what I expected. I have put off so many of my classmates that they wouldn’t expect me to accept their date proposal, so they never asked.
My mother noticed the rift between my brother and me and asked me about it a few times. I just told her she was imagining something that isn’t there. After my mother confronted me, I decided it was time to talk to my brother. One afternoon, after we got home from school and our parents were at work, I decided it was time.
Ryan was in his room, so I knocked on his door. I heard him tell me to come in. I slowly walked in and sat on the edge of the bed. I asked Ryan if we could talk. “Can we talk?” I then told him about my feelings over the past year. He acknowledged he felt there was something wrong, but couldn’t figure out why I was.
It was then that I lost it. I started to cry as I unloaded to Ryan about how jealous I was that he was with his girlfriend and how, now that I was able to date, no one had asked me out. I shared with him that they won’t ask because I have been a cold-hearted bitch for the past few years and never accepted any of their offers; they won’t ask me now.
I was crying and sobbing when I felt Ryan take me in his arms and hold me. At that point, it felt like all my worries and concerns fled my body. I melted in his arms and rested my head on his shoulders. Once I started to settle down and regain my composure, Ryan pulled my head off his shoulders and stared into my eyes. He didn’t say a word; he just leaned in and kissed me. Not a peck on the lips kiss as family gives. It was a hot, passionate kiss as his tongue slipped into my mouth. I didn’t pull away from him or protest. I just sent my tongue into his mouth, as our tongues intertwined with each other.
Ryan broke our kiss, his hands cupped my face as he looked into my eyes and told me, “I love you, Dee, I never want anything or anyone come between us. I want you more than any other woman.” He then leaned in and kissed me again. I was floating on cloud nine.
Then something happened, and I jumped. “Wait, what are we doing? Is this wrong? We can’t do this, can we?”
Ryan cupped my face again as he whispered to me. “Why can’t we, Dee? I love you more than anyone. We can do this and more. No one will know.
“More, what do you mean by more?” I responded.
Ryan didn’t say a word; he just leaned back in and kissed me again as his hands cupped my tits, as he caressed them. Again, I didn’t resist, and if I am being honest, it was then that I decided. It was what I wanted, too. I wanted Ryan to take my virginity. I kissed him back harder as I moaned into his mouth.
Once our kiss broke, once again I whispered to Ryan, “Aww, Umm, I have never, I’m a virgin. I do not know much about all this.”
Ryan assured me we will take it slow and learn together since he is not astute on any of it either. That actually helped me relax and not feel weird about not knowing about it. As Ryan told me this, he was undoing my blouse. My breathing increased as my excitement grew. As my shirt came off, he also removed my bra, exposing my tits to him. He told me that my tits were fantastic, better than any woman he knows. He then leaned down and wrapped his mouth around my left nipple. I let out a loud moan as I thought, Oh my god, his lips feel so good around my nipple. I didn’t want him to stop, and I embraced what he was doing.
I could see his shorts tenting out as his cock was growing harder. I didn’t think and just reacted as my hand moved to his lap and started to caress his bulge over his shorts. As my hand brushed up against his cock he let out a loud moan. From that point on, we had no inhibitions as to what we were doing; we both started to undress each other, and before we knew it, we were both naked on his bed.
My hand wrapped around Ryan’s cock as I started to stroke his cock. He continued to suck on my nipple and then lowered his hand between my legs. He worked his hand between my legs, making my legs spread wider. I felt his finger rub against my pussy, then opening me up as he slipped a finger into me.
His finger thrusts in and out of me, making my hips push up higher into his finger. I closed my eyes as I couldn’t believe how good it felt. As he pushed his finger faster in and out of me, my hand stroked his cock faster. Our moans filled the room. I could feel the juices boil from within me. Ryan was lying on his side next to me. He kept thrusting his cock into my hand as I stroked faster. I let out a loud moan as I felt my body tense before I exploded in the wildest orgasm I had to that date. Of course, I didn’t have much to compare it to.
As my body trembled, my hand tightened around Ryan’s dick. I felt it throb in my hand and then heard him scream out just before I felt his warm cum shoot streams across my stomach and over my hand. I remember thinking how thick and warm it felt. It was comforting as it lay on my stomach.
We both noticed the time and realized mom or dad would be home any minute. I leaned in and kissed Ryan on the lips before I ran back to my room to clean up. Once back in my room, I went into the bathroom to clean Ryan’s cum off my stomach and hands. I remember looking at myself in the mirror, and the only thing that caught my attention was the big smile on my face. Before getting dressed again, I lay on my bed and relived my afternoon with Ryan. The more I thought about it, the happier I felt. God help me, I shouldn’t feel this good I whispered.
I came back to reality when I heard Dad’s car pull into the driveway. I finished straightening up and headed downstairs to help Mom with dinner.
Throughout dinner, as Ryan and I looked at each other, our smiles stretched from ear to ear. I knew I wanted more; I wanted to do it all with Ryan. I could only hope he felt the same and wanted to do everything with me. I was on cloud nine that night and couldn’t sleep because all I could think about was being with Ryan.
The next morning, Ryan was up and out early because he had a meeting with the Letterman Club first thing. I was a little disappointed not to have seen him. My dad drove me to school on his way to work, and it was nice to have some alone time with him. But I kept thinking, if he knew what went on yesterday, he wouldn’t be so loving towards me.
At the end of the second period, I was at my locker changing my books when I heard a whisper and felt a hand on my back. The whisper said, “Hello sexy, God, you look good enough to eat.”
I turned ot see Ryan smiling at me. I felt my body tingle as I smiled at him and responded with my hand on his chest, “Well, I hope you have a large appetite.” I blew him a kiss as I walked away, mumbling, “Hurry home if you’re that hungry.” Looking back, I caught him checking my ass out. I wiggled it more than usual in my short skirt. I liked that he was checking my ass out. I smiled at him as our eyes met.
After our brief meeting in the hallway, all I could think about all day was Ryan. When the school day ended, I flew out of school and headed home. I got home before Ryan did. I ran up to my bedroom and changed out of my school clothes. I put on a pair of soccer shorts and a T-shirt, without a bra or panties.
I no sooner lay down on my bed when I heard the back door open. I could feel my excitement and nerves build. I could listen to Ryan come up the stairs and go into his room. I waited, not sure what to do. Should I wait for Ryan to come to my room? Or should I go over to his room?
I heard Ryan’s bedroom door open, and I could hear his footsteps coming closer to my bedroom. I watched as the doorknob turned, and Ryan walked in. He was standing there in shorts, nothing else. He had his laptop in his hand, which I thought was strange. I asked him if he was planning to write a term paper or if he had other things on his mind. He responded that he had other things to do. That really confused me. He approached me and sat on the bed as he kissed me.
His hands were all over as they were yesterday, and I loved his touch. My hands slipped down into his crotch as I slid under his shorts and caressed his cock. We both worked each other’s clothes off, and we lay on the bed naked. My hand stroking Ryan’s cock again, and as he groped, caressed and sucked on my tits, his hand slipped in me, and finger fucked me as he did before until I came. Once I came, it pushed Ryan over the edge as well, and he came, shooting his cum all over both him and me.
As we recovered from our orgasms, Ryan leaned into me and kissed me. I moaned into his mouth as he kissed me. Breaking our kiss, he opened up his laptop. Okay, what is with the computer? Ryan told me he wants to show me something. Watch it, please.
Ryan pressed a button to start a video file. The video opened with a naked man and woman embracing and kissing. “What is this?” I asked.
“Just watch,” he whispered. He wrapped his arms around me as we lay on my bed, both naked, as we watched the video.
I watched as these two people kissed, embraced, caressed, and then I watched as the guy moved down between the woman’s legs and licked her. I watched, said nothing, but I couldn’t turn away from watching the man and woman in the video. I felt myself getting wetter as I watched. She squirmed and moaned, and I watched as the woman exploded in a wild orgasm.
I have heard about men licking a woman, but that was the first time I ever witnessed the act. I must say it excited me. I went to say something to Ryan, but he cut me off by just saying, “It’s not over yet.”
The woman crawled between the man’s legs, took hold of his cock, stroking it slowly until she wrapped her lips around his cock and sucked his dick. Again, I have heard about blow jobs, but I have just heard about them. But it was different, actually watching it. It was sexy. I watched until the man exploded, cumming in her mouth. I lay there next to Ryan, not saying a word.
He sat up and turned to me as he asked, “What do you think?”
“About what the video?”
“Yes, that’s hot. I want us to try that, would you?” I have never. I am not sure what to do. He told me that he has never either, but we could learn together. “Would you, please?”
I hesitated to answer, but I have to admit that watching the woman get licked and watching her reaction to it did turn me on. Ryan turned over as he lay half next to me and half on top of me. His hands started to caress my body as he kissed my breasts. “Come on, let’s explore together.”
I nodded and, in a very weak voice, whispered, “Okay.”
Ryan perked up and started to kiss my body more aggressively. When he began to kiss and lick down my body, I thought to myself, I didn’t think he meant right now, but I didn’t want to stop him either. His tongue wiggled into my pussy as he spread my lips open with his fingers. I let out a loud moan as I felt that tongue. I thought to myself, “Oh god, that feels so good.” The more he licked me, the more I wanted. My hips pushed up into his face because I wanted his tongue deeper in me.
It didn’t take long after that. I felt my juices boiling from deep in my loins. I moaned louder, begging Ryan not to stop. Then I thrust up into Ryan, my body tensed as I screamed out. I couldn’t believe the feeling I was experiencing. My body is shivering and trembling. My body squirms under Ryan as my pussy spasms and tightens around his tongue. My orgasm was mind-blowing, and Ryan licked me all through it.
I lay on my back gasping for air, my body still shaking and my tits heaving from my heavy breathing. As I started to regain control of my body, Ryan whispered, asking how I liked it. I rolled over on top of him, smiling as I stared into his eyes. It was amazing, I didn’t think anything could feel so good. I then leaned down and kissed him. As I kissed him, I could taste myself on his lips and tongue. I thought it was hot tasting myself.
As I continued to kiss Ryan, my hand slid down his body as I took hold of his hard cock. Slowly, I stroked it, but I knew what I had to do. A deal was a deal. I moved down his body and settled between his legs. Holding his cock in my hand, I could feel it twitch. Looking at it, I worked up enough courage, leaned in, and licked it slowly. Ryan let out a loud moan. I expect it to be like sucking on my finger, but I remember thinking how soft and silky his dick felt. My tongue licked all up and down him and circled his tip with my tongue. I just tried to mimic what the girl in the porn video did.
I figured it was about time to get on with it, and I wrapped my lips around his cock and slowly lowered, taking him into my mouth. I started to gag and pulled off his cock to catch my breath. Ryan begged me to continue. I took him into my mouth again as I slid my lips up and down on his cock. His moans got louder. I thought to myself that I must be doing something right, the way he is moaning. My head bobbed faster up and down on Ryan. His hips start to thrust up into me, driving his cock faster and deeper in my mouth. I struggled to try not to gag, but as he thrust harder up into my mouth, I couldn’t prevent it. Ryan thrust his hips on last time up into my mouth, and I could feel his cock throb between my lips, his body tensed, and cock spasmed. I felt the jets of thick cream fill my mouth as I did my best to tighten my lips around his cock and swallow it all. I loved the feeling of his cum flooding my mouth. I liked the texture and how it tasted. I was addicted to cum from my first blow job.
Although I wasn’t able to swallow all of Ryan, I was proud of what I did. I crawled up on top of Ryan and rested my head on his chest. I could hear…
