The first time I made love was about two years ago, when I was 22. One of the guys who took the same bus to college as I did was looking at me.

One day I smiled back, and his face went all red. He was sitting to the rear of me, but when the bus reached our stop, I just sat there and let him walk past me. He was holding his books over his crotch, and I could see that he was trying to hide a real bulge in his pants. My physical reaction was odd. My forehead got warm and my pubic region got very wet. It gave me quite a bit to think about. As soon as I got into the building, I went to the ladies’ room and had to wipe away the moisture. The guy’s name was Darryl. Later, one of my girlfriends told me he was asking about me.

I play tennis. I really love the game. The next day he showed up at the courts and asked me to play with him. After the match he had to go home. This was a Friday night. Early Saturday he phoned me and asked me if I’d come to his house for a swim. It turns out his parents are loaded, and they had left for the weekend. Of course, he didn’t tell me that.

At about two in the afternoon I arrived at his house. When he opened the door, he was wearing racing-type swimming trunks. You know, the skintight type. You could see everything. And when he turned around, he had the cutest butt I had ever seen. Well, I went wet again and had to go to the bathroom. While I was in there, I changed into my bathing suit. When I came out he had opened a bottle of champagne. I tasted it; it was good. About halfway through the bottle, we went to the pool and sat on the steps in the shallow end. He kissed me on the lips, then tried to put his tongue in my mouth. After three tries, I let him. I looked down at his swimsuit and saw that he had a very big hard-on. My body temperature must have jumped 20 degrees. I was shocked at myself, because I wanted desperately to put my hands down his trunks. But I resisted.

He began to lick my ears and blow in them. I thought I was going to die. He was hugging and kissing me, and as he squeezed me to him, I could feel that huge organ of his pulsating against me. He tried to put his finger inside my suit, but I kept moving away. He would always come back, and I felt that giant tool of his pulsating against me.

Finally, I got out of the pool and sat on the edge. He was still in the water. He came over and began massaging my feet. Then he worked his way up to my knees and began kissing my upper legs and thighs. My pussy got so wet, and I got so hot, that I thought I was going to explode. He began to work his tongue under my swimming trunks, but I slipped back into the water. I don’t think I could have stood that.

He had slipped his trunks off. He was so cute I again thought I was going to die. He squeezed me and I put my hands around his neck, then slid them down until I had my hands on the cheeks of his gorgeous butt.

The suit I had on was one of those two-piece things, and he had the bottoms off before I knew what was happening. He began nudging his dick between my legs. The contrast between the cool water and his hot, throbbing dick made his equipment feel even more exciting. Frankly, I knew I wanted that thing inside me.

We moved up to a pad on the pool deck and he began licking my pussy. He was in a sixty-nine position, so I had a good look at his throbbing, red, shiny dick. I blew hot hair on the end of it, and a strange-looking fluid appeared on the very end. I touched it, and it was slick. I ran my fingers around the head, using that fluid as a lubricant. My God, it got even bigger.

He pulled the top of my suit off so my bazooms were pointing straight up. He moved his equipment between them, holding them together, slipping his penis back and forth. Then he slid farther down and began trying to enter me. I was very small, and I guess he was really average in size, but it seemed like it was the size of the space shuttle. It was really tight, but there was something compelling about it. I really wanted that big thing inside me. I put my legs around him, clenched my teeth, and pulled him all the way in. It felt like my insides had caught fire. I let out a groan that the neighbors could’ve heard. Within a few minutes, the difficulty had gone away, and we began that dance of love. It felt sooo good. We must have been screwing for about a half hour when all of a sudden he tensed up, pulled out of my vagina, and came all over my stomach.

We went swimming, and then into his bedroom for at least another hour of lovemaking before I had to go home.