Me n' Scott

I'm going to start off by saying that my name is Beth. I have dirty blonde hair, brown eyes, 5'4", and about 105 pounds. I think I'm ugly, but whatever.

I met Scott in grade 1, we went to the same Elementary. He has brown spiked hair, blue eyes, about 5'8", and average weight. He's a good looking guy I guess you could say. Anyways, me and him became best friends shortly after grade 1.

Grade 5 on, I had a crush on him. Everyone has some little crush on a boy when they're in elementary, that's what I had with Scott. I think he knew that I liked him, because by grade 6, he told me he liked me as well.

Of course, in grade 6, nobody ever messes around or does anything. Too friged. So we would just tell everyone we had a crush on each other, but wouldn't do anymore more than that.

By grade 7, we started hugging, and becoming more "of a couple." We would go to movies, not do anything... just watch the movie, and talk about it afterwards.

By grade 8, we were now going out. Officially, I guess you would call it. We would go to movies, he would put his arms around me, we would kiss, etc. Nothing more than that.

In grade 9, it was the same thing. I guess we wanted to take it slow, seeing as we were best friends. I don't know the real reasoning behind it, but that's what I came up with.

I was now in grade 10, we were still only doing what we did in grade 8 & 9. I wasn't going to just, all of the sudden say, "fuck me! I want you in me!" Because I didn't know if that's what I wanted. Me and Scott had something special. Not only our going out, but our friendship. It was 1 in a million.

Anyways, one night my brother, sister, mom and dad were all home, like any other night. We were eating dinner, and I said, "Mom, can Scott come over?" My mom said, "What for?" I said, "No reason. Just, anything." She had known Scott for as long as me, so she agreed to it.

After dinner I called Scott. He picked up the phone and said, "Hello?" I said, "Hey Scott. It's Beth." He said, "Oh, hey. What's up?" I said, "I was just wondering if you wanted to come over?" He asked his mom or dad, came back to phone and said he could. He asked when to come over, and I said, "Right away, if you want." He said alright, and was over at my house in about 15 minutes.

When I opened the door ( I knew it was going to be him ) I gave him a hug and a kiss, like usual. I wasn't planning on fucking him this night, if that's what any of you are thinking. I was just planning on hanging out with him, talking, making out a little. Anyways, he took off his shoes, and I hung his jacket up for him, we walked into the living room.

We decided finally that we would watch a movie. HaHa, we watched Forest Gump. (We weren't going to watch a sex movie so we could fuck.) So I put the movie in, and sat down next to him. Not inches from him, a couple feet away.

10 or so minutes into the movie, he kind of moved closer to me. He put his right arm around me shoulder and kinda just rubbed my shoulder. That happened a lot, so I just kissed his cheek.

We continued to watch the movie, and 10 minutes later, he turned my head to his and gave me a soft kiss on the lips. Again, this happened a lot, so I kissed him back, a little more passionatly, not so softly.

We started making out a bit there, I was now lying down on the couch with his arm around me.

Nothing big was happening. This stuff happened all the time. I wasn't exactly wet, and he wasn't hard...yet.

He moved his hand on my back, and lifted the back of my shirt up, and just rubbed my back while frenching me. By then, I don't know why..but I was getting a little bit wet. He started to slide my shirt up farther and farther.. until we both heard my mom calling for me.

I went into the kitchen, and asked what she wanted. She said, "Would you guys like something to drink?" I said no thanks, and went back.

I told Scott it would be better if we went to my room. My parents had seen us kissing, but even then, it got me feeling uncomfortable. So we both walked into my room. I closed the door behind me.

As soon as I closed the door, Scott held my hand and kissed my neck. A tingle shot through my body. I kind of squirmed a bit, not to get away...but because I enjoyed it.

We moved to my bed and I lied down.. he lied down beside me and starting kissing lips, neck, nose ( I loved it when he would do that ), my cheek, etc. Eventually, his hands were up the back of my shirt again. I didn't tell him to stop, but I wasn't begging him to go farther. Eventually, he eased up and asked if he was going to fast. I kissed his lips quickly and said no, that everything was fine.

Scott then pulled up the front of my shirt, just a bit... and kissed my tummy. He lifed it up some more, and kissed the clevage to my breasts. By now, tingles were electrifying through my body, inside and out. I helped him get the shirt off of my head, and all he was doing was kissing from my belly button, up. He wasn't in any rush to get my bra off, or to get his hands down my pants.

I was giving soft moans. Not very loudly, just soft little moans.

10 minutes went by, and finally, he took off my bra. Not with his teeth or any of that special stuff. He lived me up, and unsnapped it, slid it off my shoudlers, and put it on the floor beside my bed. This was the first time in my life that a boy had ever seen my bare chest. I felt kind of nervous with him seeing that, so I kind of crossed my arms to sort of hide them. He pulled my hands away and said they were beautiful. He kissed each breast, and started to strum my nipples, licking them...taking them into his mouth, kissing them... unless eventually, he was licking my whole breast.

By now I could feel the hardness through his pants. I don't know if he had planned for this to happen, or not... but it was turning me on. This was the farthest I had ever been with a boy... and I was REALLY enjoying it.

He said, "Is this as far as you want to go?" I smiled, and shook my head. He smiled back, kissed my lips, and slid his hand down my pants.

He wasn't in my panties, he was outside. Just rubbing my clitoris and what not through my panties. He could feel the wetness seaping through my panties... I imagine anyways.

He took his hand out, took off each of my socks, and I undid my pants, and helped him slide them off. By now, all I was wearing were my panties... and I wasn't in any mood to stop.

He started to rub my inner thighs with the palm of his hand. I remember him telling me over and over again that my body was amazing, that he loved me so much... and wouldn't go any farther than I was prepared to go. I was prepared, by this point.. to go all the way.

He kept rubbing my inner thighs, just getting me more arroused. Turning me on, getting me more wet. It was working. By now, I was lifting up my pussy. (For girls, you know how when you're horny, and do that.. it just.. feels good?) Anyways, he was back at rubbing me clitoris through my panties. I couldn't stand it, I told him I wanted him to take my panties off. He was shocked, he must not of known that I wanted to go this far!

He slid them off. Before touching my pussy, he came back up to me and nibbled on my ear, and whispered into it... "You're perfect...I love you" That just went through my ears over and over again.. like a lullabye.

This wasn't fair... I had to be naked, and I didn't get to see ANYTHING of his.. so I took off his shirt...and he slid off everything else... I was shocked at his dick. It was only about 6"... But when you're 15... I guess that's big enough.

He didn't let me do anything to him just yet... he went back to my pussy. He started to rub my pussy, all over it.. Not just the clit, but the lips and everything. I was almost reaching my first orgasm ever...he kept rubbing, up and down up and down... faster, than slower.. out of nowhere, I orgasmed! I didn't scream or anything, but I moaned really loudly and felt this GREAT sensation going through my pussy, I took his hand and pressed it harder onto my pussy, I told him I wanted his fingers up me.

He kind of pulled back, scared. I apologized, and he said.. "No reason to be sorry." He took one finger and slid it up.. I had the juices coming, so it was wet enough... he asked if I wanted another finger, without answering, I put another finger of his up... this was starting to hurt a bit.. so I asked him to just use his tongue...

He spread my legs with his hands... and then started to lick, nibble, and tease my clitoris... I started moaning again, feeling another orgasm coming on. I pressed his head farther into my pussy, getting his tongue to go up. I made sure he put it in as far as he could... and when he did, he started doing this AWESOME thing with it. He was twirling it around, in and out, twirling it around, in and out. It was AMAZING. I orgasmed 2 times while he was doing that... not ONCE had he orgasmed yet...

He came up, and told me I smelt and tasted good. I smiled and said it was my turn.

He lied down on his back, and I had no clue where to start. I started by licking and nibbling on his nipples. I guess him and I both never knew how tender a guys nipples were, he got soo hard.. and started grunting.

He told me to keep going.. but I wanted something else. Not his nipples any longer, I wanted his dick. I went down on him... I started by just licking his shaft, and his head.. the tip of his dick. I started massaging his balls at the same time. He was getting larger and harder with every passing second.

Then, I deep throated him. I don't watch porn or anything, but I do know what deep throating his. I kept going in and out, fast, faster, and faster yet.. until he started throbbing, and told me he was about to cum. I'm the sort of person that would usually just let the cum go on the sheets, but not this time boy. I was horny as hell, I kept my mouth going, until he cummed in my mouth. I swallowed almost all of it, but not quite. He was grunting loudly now... moaning as well.

Now we just making out again. Kissing and stuff. The tip of his dick was rubbing my clit, and I orgasmed then and there. It took him a while to get hard again, but it happened.

I told him I wanted this to be the night, I told him I wanted to lose myself to him.

Suprised, he told me he loved me, and whenever I wanted to stop, he would. I told him there was no stopping for me, not tonight.

I asked if he had a condom, he did. Most guys, I think anyways.. do carry them around in there wallets.

He put it on... and asked if I wanted to be on the top, or the bottom...

I said bottom, since that is missionary, and I wouldn't know what to do if I was on top.

I spread my legs as far as I could, and help guide him into me. He was only in a couple CM's... and I was starting to feel some pain. Not much, but some. He kept going... he was in about 2 inches now.. and now it was hurting.

He asked if I was ok, and I nodded, told him to keep going. He eased in about 4 inches, and then.. out of nowhere, I pushed him in the whole 6 inches. Tears were streaming down my cheeks, from the pain. My cherry had popped. No blood, lucky for me. He whiped the tears off, and just sat on me for a minute or so to let the pain go away.

When the pain did go away, we started.

He moved himself up and down slowly.. REAL slowly.. too slowly.. so I told him to go a bit faster... he did. He was now pumping in and out, not too fast. Just right. I didn't feel any special orgasm or anything coming on.. so I told him to speed up.

Now, he was pumping in and out, bringing the tip of his penis out, and then guiding it back into me... as far as he could.

My legs were wrapped around him, going up with him, and coming back down.

We repeated this for about 15 minutes, and I came first... saying his name softly, and moaning... about 5 minutes later, he came... I came again, and again...

I told him I needed a break, that my inner thighs were starting to ache.

He slid off of me, took off the condom, and put his arm around me.

He kissed me, and told me that he loved me, and thought I was the love of his life. I told him the same back. And kissed him.

We just kissed for a while, telling each other love words...

He had been there quite a while, and we both got dressed...

He told me that he loved me more than life itself, and would do anything to make me happy. That he did.

We're going out still... happier than ever. We're not sex crazed, we make love every so often, when the mood is right.

He's my angel, and I love him for loving me, and for being there for me, always... I love you Scott!

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Sorry I kinda cut the last bit short... but I'm in a hurry.