My name is Eva and I am twenty-five years old. I have long brown hair, hazel eyes and I weigh about one-hundred twenty pounds. Standing at about five-foot-tall, I have a very ample ass and perky C cup breasts. My biggest passion in life is dancing. I have done it since the age of five. My mother observed me dancing like a ballerina in the mirror one day, and decided to sign me up for ballet; I thank her for that decision everyday. My life has not been perfect since then, nor could I have ever imagined it would have brought me where I am now.
I spent the better part of my adolecesnce doing dance recitals and plays, but as I grew into a teenager, my dancing took a back seat. I was popular in high school and hung out with the "in" crowd; I chose to put off dancing to maintain my social life. My mother and I butted heads constantly about it. She argued that she put so much time and effort into it, that she didn't want to see me quit. I explained to her I planned to attend an arts college, and I would pick up dancing after I graduated. She agreed and gave me her full support.
When I was three, my father died; he left me a trust that I received when I was twenty-one. After I graduated, I spent two years at home, then decided to choose a college close to home. I used part of the trust money to get an apartment; my mom hated the idea of me moving out, but understood I needed to be out on my own. I need to stretch what money I had left, so I took a bar tending job at a pub near my school. The money wasn't great, but it helped and I loved the environment. After working at the pub for a few months, I developed a few regulars and made some new friends.
One of my regulars was Rob. He was about six-foot tall, dark hair and brown eyes. The muscles that protruded from his chest screamed, "I work out. A lot." Rob was one of the sexiest guys I had ever met; although I was still a virgin, I had dated a few times in the past. He spent most nights alone at the bar. I often wondered what a good looking guy like that, was doing alone. I eventually wanted to have sex and I could see myself dating him, if he was single.
I chose a night when the pub was dead to talk to Rob. I asked him how his day was as I handed him his usual Jack and Coke. He spoke as I listened and leaned on the bar with my elbows; I wanted to show off my cleavage. We conversed for a good fifteen minutes and I learned that, he was twenty-five, single and had a crappy day. I couldn't help but notice that my boobs had caught his attention and I winked at him when he looked up at me; he looked embarrassed that I had caught him staring. I broke the ice and asked him if he wanted to go out sometime. I felt awkward that it took him a minute to respond, but he said sure and we agreed to meet at the pub the next night.
I walked up to the pub and saw Rob standing there. He held a single rose and handed it to me as I walked up to him. He complimented my little black dress and added how different I looked outside of work. I smiled and thanked him. We walked along Main St. and found a quiet little Italian restaraunt. Rob was such a gentleman; he opened doors, pulled my chair out and even ordered for the two of us. We talked over dinner and got to know each other better. He told me about his career in law enforcement and I told him about my dancing. The more we talked, the more I liked him.
We finished dinner and went to pier 8; it was a local hang out spot. Rob and I watched ships as they docked and left the bay. I turned to him to say something, when he touched my face and kissed me. I melted in his hands and allowed his tongue wrestle with mine; I had never been kissed so passionately. I wrapped my arms around him as we shared our first kiss and I reveled in the moment. He broke our kiss and told me he wanted to do that all night. I smiled at him, and told him I was glad he did. He held my hand and walked me home. I was too nervous to invite him, so I thanked him for a wonderful evening and told him I would see him later.
Rob and I started going out regularly and he walked me home from work every night. He knew I was a virgin and never pushed me to have sex, but I knew I wanted more. One night I finally invited him in to my apartment. He asked me if I would dance for him, to show off my skills. I agreed and excused myself to go change. I was scared, but I wanted to have sex, so I slipped into a tank and cotton shorts; leaving out the bra and panties. I looked myself over in the mirror and prepared my mind for whatever might happen.
I dimmed the lights in the living room and turned on a R&B CD. I stood in front of Rob and began to dance. My body flowed with the beat of the music and I used my hands to caress my curves as I danced. He watched me intently as I felt the heat of lust build within me; my skin felt hot when I touched it. Rob came up to me and grabbed my hips. He placed his thigh between my leg and pressed it to my crotch. We danced a "dirty" style dance for a few minutes, while his hands explored my curves. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my mound harder against his leg. He kissed me aggressively and we made our way to the couch.
Rob laid me on the couch and he pressed himself against me; for the first time I had felt the hard-on of a man. I could feel my shorts get wet as he kissed my neck and nibbled my ear. Rob whispered in my ear and asked me if I wanted this. I told him yes. He kissed me hard and then told me he would go slow; he added that he would never hurt me, but would have to once so I could have pleasure. I was excited by thought of pain and his cock taking my virginity. I told him I wanted to feel that pain so he could pleasure me.
As Rob stood up and stripped his clothes, I too undressed and laid naked for the first time in front of a man. I watched as his cock was exposed; if I had to guess his size, it was a good 9 inches or so. I reached up and took his cock in my hand. I stroked my hand across it and Rob moaned aloud. His rod felt like warm silk as my hand slid across it. He placed his hand on my went pussy and ran his fingers through my folds. My pussy gushed as it was touched for the first time and sent goose bumps throughout my body. I felt his fingers enter my tight hole and I squeezed his cock tighter. He fingered me for a few minutes, allowing me to get used to the feel of something inside me.
I looked up at Rob as he laid on top of me. I could feel the head of his shaft press against my lips. He stared at me and rubbed my forehead as he pressed the first few inches in. I moaned out and he paused. He asked if I was alright. I told him yes and that I wanted him to push into me fast so I could get past the pain. He agreed and shoved himself deep into my inner sanctum. I cried out and clawed his arms as he held him self there; a few tears ran down the side if my face and Rob wiped them away with his thumb. The pain subsided as he moved slowly inside of me and I began to enjoy the feel of his cock.
Rob went slow for a while as he licked my nipples and kissed me all over. My body swarmed with new feelings and emotions. I was at ease and spread my legs wider for him. He sat up on his knees and grabbed my ass, pulling me closer. The new angle caused pain, but felt good and a new sensation filled my body. I put my arms above my head and forced myself over Rob's cock; I could feel his cock as it bottomed out with each thrust. An unexplainable feeling plagued my body as we began to move faster.
My body shuttered as my pussy tightened. Rob moaned out, "you're coming, baby.Yeah, come on my cock." His words rang in my ears as I realized I was experiencing my first orgasm. I felt my pussy juices run down my ass cheeks as I forced myself over his length. He grabbed my hips to hold me still. His thrusts were hard and fast as I was fucked for the first time. Rob's shaft swelled, and I felt his load hit my walls with force. I cried out in pleasure as he moaned and made short thrusts as he expelled his seed. Rob collapsed on top of me and we laid there and enjoyed our moment.
Rob and I laid on the couch next to each other and discussed our session. I expressed how great he was and he mentioned he had never been with a virgin. I giggled at his comment and asked him if he enjoyed it. He said he had never been with a girl as beautiful as me and I was by far the best. He asked me if I would be willing to date him exclusively. I wrapped my arms around him and said yes. He hugged me back and gave me a passionate kiss. He held me in his arms and we drifted off to sleep.
To be continued.....
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