His apartment

We left the bar an headed for his apartment, walking, kissing imagining what we could do. He led me to the sofa. I sat down, making sure my knees are together, and the skirt hitching a bit up to show a bit more of my legs. He sat next to me, turned to me, and kissed me lightly on the lips. My second session kissing as a girl and I almost melted there and then. I kissed back I think, and we kept on kissing. I felt his hand caressing my back and neck.

His hands found their way to my breasts, and then he started to unbutton my blouse. I gingerly moved my hands to him, until now I had been almost paralysed, felt his back, unbuttoned his skirt, and played with the hair on his chest. His hands kept fondling my breasts through the bra, while my fingers tried to open his fly. After a short time, he helped out and removed his jeans. His rock hard cock made a nice bulge in his boxers. I felt his thighs, moved my hands closer to his cock, while his hand started to move in beneath my skirt. "I can do this. I can caress a man's cock, play with it for his and my pleasure. I can" I said to my self.

My fingers closed in on the target. I touched the edge of the boxer, my hand was fully on the boxer. I touched the cock through the boxer. The feeling was electric, and I bolted for the door in panic.