To start this story, I need to go back to give you some background. As a young girl, everyone told me how pretty I was. I never saw it and didn't think I was anything special. Then after turning sixteen, I started to pay more attention to fashion, and because my boobs suddenly appeared, I got a lot more attention from the boys.
I spent some time with my older cousin the summer before I turned sixteen. She showed me the magic of make-up and different things to do to my hair. I liked the tips that she showed me, and I started to see myself in a different light.
I soaked up all the information she gave me that summer, and it was an obvious good choice on my first day of school. I got so much attention from the boys. I was anxious to try out all the information she told me about dating, but my parents were firm that I could not date anyone until I was older.
That is not to say I didn't spend time with a boy or two, but I wouldn't call them dates. We would sneak away and kiss. Once, one of the boys tried grabbing my tits, and I did allow him. I have to say I liked it. But that was the story of my dealing with the opposite sex thus far.
Then it all changed for me. Just after my sixteenth birthday, a boy asked me to Homecoming. I wanted to go but was unsure if my parents would allow me.
That night at dinner, I asked them and begged them to allow me to go. I have to say that was the first time I was so proud of my brother, who went to bat for me, telling them how there was no reason not to allow me to go since it was a school function. My brother was a senior at the same school, and because he was a star football player, he was well-known throughout the school and would be able to look out for me.
It worked. They allowed me to go, and the next day at school, I accepted the invitation from Bobby Thompson.
I was so excited. My mother and I made plans to go dress shopping. We went to several different shops before I found what I wanted. I tried it on in the dressing room, and I wanted it. I knew my mother wouldn't go for it. I stood looking at myself in the mirror. It was the first time I felt pretty. I was wearing a long green sequin dress with spaghetti straps. It was more revealing than I usually wear, but I Loved it.
I didn't want to leave the dressing room because my mother would say no. Then I heard my mother yell into the dressing room, "How does it look? Come on out and show me."
I slowly opened the door and walked out. "Mom, I love this. Please, can I get this one?"
My mom stood quietly for what seemed like forever, but it was only a few minutes. "Baby, you look gorgeous."
I was so happy when she told me we had to get that one. However, my dad wasn't as delighted seeing me in it. I went to the dance and had a great time. The night was uneventful with my date; other than some kissing, nothing else happened. But after that dance, I became more popular with the male population.
Over the next year, there were many firsts. My brother graduated and moved away to school on a football scholarship. I had several dates that finished up with a bit of experimentation, and my curiosity about sex continued to grow. I jerked off a few of the guys, and once, I even took one in my mouth. Alright, I know having his dick in my mouth for a few minutes doesn't count as a blow job, but I am counting it as my first. Hell, I was curious. I wasn't brave enough to continue, but I was curious. It did make me think of it often and more interested than ever.
We were approaching the end of another school year. My brother was coming home from college and asked my mom and dad if a friend and teammate of his could stay for a while in the summer so they could work out together. He told them that TJ was the wide receiver of the future, and if he wanted to secure the starting quarterback position, they needed to work on their timing. I had no idea what that meant except that someone was coming to stay and he would be interrupting my summer. I was not very happy about this.
I was in my room starting to study for my upcoming exams. I could hear people downstairs. I could see my brother's car as I looked out the window to see who might be there. I ran downstairs to greet him. I missed my brother and was happy he would be home for a while.
As I walked into the kitchen, I stopped dead in my tracks. There stood a tall, fit black man. He was very handsome and muscular. I could feel myself become flushed as I saw him. My brother saw me enter the room and moved to hug me and tell me how much he missed me. As my brother hugged me, I stared at this black man.
After my hello's, I excused myself and retired back to my room, telling everyone I had studying to do. I was lying. I felt my insides shaking, and my pussy was wet. I had no idea what was happening. No man ever made me feel like this before. Once back in my room, the door was no sooner closed, and my sweatpants were around my ankles.
I closed my eyes and thought about seeing that well-sculptured body naked. My fingers moved between my legs as I rubbed my clit as I thought about how he would take me. Still being a virgin, I knew this was the man I wanted to take my virginity. I could not explain why, but I wanted him to fuck me. I could visualize what I wanted him to do. Between that visualization and two fingers ramming into my soaking wet pussy it didn't take long before I was squirming around on my bed in one wild orgasm.
For the next few days, I stayed away from TJ and my brother most of the time. But I could not avoid them at meal times. TJ seemed very lovely, and my parents enjoyed his company. My dad loved that he could talk football with TJ and my brother all day.
I became a creeper. My brother and TJ would be in the yard. I would watch as TJ ran different plays, and my brother would pass to him. I couldn't help myself. I would sit in my bedroom window watching him with my hand in my panties as I fingered myself.
It was warmer than usual on Saturday for that time of the year. I put on my bikini, took my books, and headed to the pool. I figured I could kill two birds with one stone, getting my studying in and working on my tan. My brother and my dad had to run an errand, and my mom was out shopping.
I lay on the lounge chair sucking up the sun and studying when I heard someone ask, "Do you mind if I relax out here as well?"
I turned to see TJ standing there shirtless in just his gym shorts. His body glistened from his body sweat after working out. I couldn't look at TJ without feeling a tingle between my legs.
He and I relaxed poolside for hours. We discussed several topics, from school to our childhood and dating life. I found out he was not seeing anyone. Once he went away to school, his high school sweetheart wasn't ready to wait, and they broke up.
He told me he would bet I was driving the boys in my high school crazy with my beauty. I felt myself blush, "You think I'm pretty?" I asked.
He gave me his big smile. "Hell yes, you would be very popular in my neighborhood."
At that point, we heard my brother from the other side of the pool. "Hey TJ, you slacked off enough today. Let's get a workout in."
I was upset at my brother for taking TJ from me. I enjoyed our talk. Once again, my body was doing strange things to me as I chatted with TJ. Although I knew I should stay poolside and study more, I knew it was impossible. I left all my stuff on the chair and headed to my bedroom to watch TJ as he practiced with my brother.
As usual, as I watched, my fingers found their way into my bikini bottoms. Once again, TJ was practicing shirtless, which made me even hotter and wetter. As my fingers slid in and out of my by now soaking wet pussy, my mind raced as I thought about TJ on top of me. Thrusting his big, black cock into my virgin pussy. He drove deep into me as he took my virginity away and made me a woman.
Oh God, I couldn't stop. Before their practice was over, I fingered myself to three orgasms, and I still wanted more. However, my fingers were not doing it for me anymore. I needed more. I hadn't masturbated this much ever.
That night at dinner, as my dad relived his glory days with my brother and TJ, I heard TJ ask if he minded if he worked out in the gym before bed. He went on to tell my dad how it helps him work out the day's stress, and he sleeps better after he works out. Dad told him to go right ahead and work out as long as he wanted. The gym is so far away from the living area he will not disturb anyone.
As everyone went to bed that night, I heard TJ heading to the gym. Dad was right. The gym was well-secluded from the rest of the house. However, there was a lower window in the sunroom. Where you could look down into the gym. I quietly went to the sunroom and got on the floor to watch TJ during his workout. I lay there on the floor and watched every muscle on TJ's body bulge as he lifted his weights.
When TJ was finishing up in the gym, I moved to the kitchen, knowing he would have to walk through the kitchen to get to his bedroom. Within seconds of me reaching the kitchen, TJ entered soon after.
TJ was surprised to see me. "I thought everyone was asleep," he asked.
"I need a drink; it looks like you also need one after your workout. Would you want to join me?" TJ quickly accepted, saying he did need to rehydrate. I poured a glass of iced tea, and we talked at the table. TJ was still shirtless, which did not help my inner struggle.
We continued our conversation from earlier as we got to know each other better. The more we talked, the more I was attracted to TJ. Not just physical anymore. I had a deep attraction to him as well. I got a vibe where I believed he was also attracted to me. As we sat there talking, I would often catch his eyes checking out my tits. That didn't bother me since I had been ogling his body for almost a week. Fair is fair.
We talked for a few hours, but it went so quickly that it only seemed like a half hour. We decided we better head off to bed before we woke up the rest of the house. As we said our good-nights, I wanted to lean over and kiss TJ. I wanted to give him a clear sign of my interest, but I couldn't do it. I was afraid to be that aggressive. So, we just said good night and headed our separate ways.