The Role of an Older Boyfriend

I still remember my first time with Tammy, a stunning blonde with curves that would make any man weak in the knees. She was a couple of years younger than me, but we ran in the same social circle, and I had met her through mutual friends. It was a Friday evening, and we were at the movie theater, sitting at the back of the hall. As the lights dimmed, Tammy’s hand landed on my leg, and I instinctively wrapped my arm around her shoulder. I couldn’t help but caress her big breasts through her shirt and bra. She was rubbing my leg, and soon, her hands found their way to my crotch, sending sparks through my body. I was a young, red-blooded teen, and it didn’t take much to get me excited. As the movie played on, we continued to touch and tease each other.

At one point, I glanced around, relieved to see other couples kissing or watching the movie, oblivious to our little game. We petted each other throughout the movie, building our anticipation. When the credits rolled, we left the theater, and I asked Tammy if she wanted to join me and our friends at the burger joint. She said she should head home, but I offered to walk her there.

As we strolled through the park, I suggested we take a shortcut through the bushes by the stream. Tammy agreed, and we found ourselves in a secluded spot. We started kissing, and I opened her shirt, revealing her beautiful breasts. I couldn’t help but caress and kiss them, sending her into a frenzy. She unzipped my pants, and I felt her hand wrap around my cock, bringing me to full erection. We lay on the grass, and I fingered her hot pussy, making her moan with pleasure. She urged me to enter her, and I did, feeling her warmth and wetness envelop me.

To my surprise, she didn’t seem to experience any pain, and we started moving together in perfect sync. I slammed into her a few dozen times, feeling her hips meet my thrusts. I knew I was about to cum, and I didn’t want to disappoint her. I exploded deep inside her, feeling her body contract around me. We lay there for a moment, catching our breath, and I asked if she was okay. She smiled and said yes, and we got dressed, continuing on to her house.

The next day, we went to the lake with our friends. Tammy looked stunning in her revealing two-piece swimsuit, and I couldn’t help but stare. We swam and had a few drinks, enjoying each other’s company. When Tammy said she was getting sleepy, I suggested she take a nap in Rhonda and John’s tent. I peeked inside, and to my surprise, I found Tammy lying on the sleeping bag, her shirt open, and her bikini bottoms untied. I couldn’t resist joining her, and we started kissing passionately.

She suggested I take off her top and bottoms, and I did, not wanting to waste any time. I caressed her big breasts, and she slid her hand down my shorts, caressing my hard cock. I kissed and suckled her breasts, sending her into a frenzy. I inserted my fingers into her wet slit, making her moan and squirm. She urged me to lie on my back, and she got on top of me, placing my cock at her pussy entrance. She slowly slid down, and then slammed down, starting to fuck me with all her might.

I drew her big breasts to my lips, licking and suckling them, as she moaned even louder. I could feel her pussy contracting around my cock, and I knew I was about to cum. She slammed down again, and I exploded deep inside her. We rolled off, and I asked her why she let me cum inside her. She smiled and said she was on the pill, so there was no risk of her getting pregnant. I was relieved and happy, knowing that we could continue our blossoming sexual friendship.

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