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One Thousand Apologies - Part 1

Date: 10/8/2014, Categories: True Story, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, First Time, Incest, Masturbation, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Young, Author: Joe Long, Rating: 93, Source: sexstories.com

room. 19 years old and a sophomore in college, but I was still a God damn virgin. There was nothing wrong with my looks, but I was something of a nerd and absolutely terrified of girls. Well, more accurately, terrified of being rejected by a girl. The more I liked someone, and thought that I needed to do everything just right, the more I would be paralyzed when attempting to interact. The fear became a self-fulfilling prophecy. So all that led to my masturbation being an almost daily event since the age of 11. I have two types of reaction when I can’t take my eyes off a girl. One is purely in awe of her beauty, so that while I’m fixated on her face my thoughts are along the lines of “I can’t believe how beautiful she is”, but I really don’t have much of a physical or sexual reaction. The other type is when my eyes go lower and my hormones kick into overdrive. I can feel my body tense up, and an electricity shoot through me when the personal space becomes close enough. With Miss Hannah Constantino, it was this pure lust. In my mind’s eye she is naked as my face is buried in her crotch, then she lays back, lifting and spreading her knees as I stand between them, pressing the tip of my cock forward into the folds of her pussy, feeling the warmth and pressure envelop me (as much as I could imagine a pussy would feel like), my left hand working up and down my shaft, squeezing harder. Needing more lubrication, I licked my left palm, then went back to work rubbing the sensitive ... tip of my circumcised cock. The real Hannah was smiling, an occasional light laugh, as I spied into the front yard from the bedroom window. Thirty-one, thirty-two (I had gotten into the habit of counting strokes, and usually it would take me well over a hundred), thirty…three…thir…TY…FOUR! “Oh fuck!” Standing by the window, my whole body stiffened, my left hand slowed in it’s pumping but squeezing even more tightly as my head and shoulders began a rapid shaking as if I was having a seizure. It must have lasted ten seconds, after which I could feel the warm cum spreading over my hand. That was an orgasm for the ages, and the first time I had ever felt the need to satisfy myself within a few minutes of meeting someone. I heard the front door close and had to stumble around for a kleenex while my pants were around my knees. Mom called out, “Joe, come on down for lunch!” Quickly rearranging myself, I slipped into the bathroom, flushed my goods down the toilet, then headed downstairs. When I got to the kitchen mom asked, “are you alright honey? You look a little flushed.” “Nah, I’m fine, it’s just a little hot out”. Mom had made some sandwiches and set out drinks, as we all gathered round to get to catch up after all the time apart. For me, baseball was life, and Dave was a fellow player, so I plopped next to him on the couch and talked his ear off about the Pirates. For the last two years the Phillies had won the division instead of my Bucs, but after recently trading for two time ...