Like most families, we cherish the family get togethers so much. My parent's health is slowly declining and the way my dad is right now, most of the family have come to accept that he's living on borrowed time.
One of the greatest things about our family is our parents always encouraged Jonathon and I to be honest with each other. I'm 43 and even today, Jonathon still finds a private moment to tease me about Ryan (the boy who took my virginity).
His favourite question that he still asks after all these years is "Does Jim actually know that my little sister is a slut?" Today, Jonathon has absolutely no issues about the fact that I slept with one of his closest friends, but at the time, Jonathon was going to kill Ryan for defiling me.
So, let me explain....
My mum and dad still say "you never get two the same" and in the case of me and Jonathon that was very true. Being born 18 months apart, in primary school, Jonathon was told to look after his little sister, he did it, but with a little resentment. From the moment Jonathon started school, he was popular, by the time I entered school for the first time, he had his posse. Jonathon was always outgoing, had a great sense of humour and after five years of Karate, he could handle himself too. Yes, I did look up to and admire my older brother.
I was lost when Jonathon moved onto high school, yet when I finally made it to high school, I realised that in the two years apart, Jonathon had changed dramatically. My brother was now a star striker for the football team, he was second in command (and the enforcer) of the jocks in his year, and from time to time, he wasn't a very nice person, especially to the geeks.
Having middle class parents who both had good jobs, yes, we were spoiled but we had to do without our parents too. My dad was a lawyer and my mum was a nurse, while my dad generally worked until about 6pm and was home for just before seven, my mum worked shifts and when my dad was on call, I had to suffer Jonathon and his pals.
Okay, I'm going to be as honest as I can. Jonathon was a closet whoremonger. He loved women and sex so much but he loved one thing even more, boasting to his friends about his conquests. Quite frankly Jonathon and his friends were all as bad as each other, I grew up listening to the way they talked about class mates, what they wanted to do to them, what they thought the girls would do for them, it went on and on but I still adored my brother even if he was an arse at times.
Jonathon made it clear that I wasn't allowed into his room unless I had express permission, by the time he turned 17 he finally put a lock on his room door but, by then, the damage was done. Yes, I was curious about what he was hiding.
Underneath his bed was disgusting, mum never cleaned under Jonathon's bed for good reason. While Jonathon was playing football one Saturday, I went snooping and not only did I find a few magazines that my dad would have gone ballistic had he known that Jonathon had them, but I also found a small bag filled with DVDs.
At the time I was 14 years old but I was already curious about my own body and what it wanted, I had heard endlessly about what most women did to please a bunch of stupid boys, but I didn't believe it until I came across Jonathon's DVD collection. Yes, I'm ashamed to admit it, but it took me about seven weeks to watch all of his DVD's.
Two of the DVD's were in German and were poorly dubbed and it was well paid actress's in brightly lit studios. Honestly, they were hard to take seriously, being naïve, even I could tell there was a director behind the camera telling them what to do and when. Another one was entitled Amateur wives, it was a collection of home movies with bad lighting and bad sound but you pretty much got the message of what a real wife did to please her husband (That one was my second favourite) but my favourite was the one that neither looked professional, but it was believable that each of the couple were amateurs.
Let me just say, that DVD caused a massive argument between Jonathon and his mates because Jonathon accused his mates of taking that DVD when in fact, his innocent little sister who wouldn't say boo to a goose, stole it and kept it.
Yes, Jonathon and I were complete opposites.
While Jonathon was outgoing and an A type personality, I was always painful shy throughout my childhood and teens. While Jonathon was a popular jock in high school, I was good looking and petite, I was also a nerd or geek. My best friend was a girl who lived four doors away called Alison. Alison was chubby and a geek and I was a geek by association.
With B cup breasts, it didn't take long for my adoring brother to nickname me "China doll" or "fried eggs". The former, to do with my soft china doll looks, the latter to do with breasts looking like "fried eggs".
It really was a love hate relationship, I did love Jonathon with all my heart, I would have done anything for him, I idolised him but at the same time I hated the arsehole he eventually became in his teens. In Primary school, Jonathon was a great brother but as he grew up, I felt embarrassed to be his sister.
But then again, watching Jonathon and his friends in action taught me quickly not to make the mistake of rushing into bed with a guy who had a good chat up line.
I can't recall the number of nights I lay on my bed listening to Jonathon and his friends reliving the same glory moments over and over again.
"Remember Belinda" Ian said as the rest of the guy groaned "Oh hell, here we go"
"All I had to do was tell her I loved her and she was down on her knees and sucking me like a prostitute....but let me tell you that doesn't even compare to the night of my birthday when she let me fuck her in the ass" Ian groaned before reliving his 20th birthday to anyone that would listen
Over the years each guy had at least a dozen stories to tell, they all loved deceiving women and leading them to believe that they were reluctant jocks, underneath they were really nice guys. In fact, Jonathon's favourite tale was Leslie.
Jonathon had liked Leslie for ages, but Leslie wasn't into dating Jocks, Jonathon kept trying as he looked at that leggy 5'9 blonde who could easily have been a model.
He even invited her to his 18th birthday party and warned me to be nice to her. A week later, Leslie did succumb to his charm and agreed to a date, three weeks later Jonathon sat in his bedroom as I eavesdropped on their entire conversation as Jonathon explained how wonderful it was to watch Leslie take him in her mouth.
"Guys, you've not seen anything until you see her with a mouthful" Jonathon groaned before admitting that Leslie was going to be his biggest challenge, he needed the guys entire support if he was going to get her to do everything he wanted.
"You know, a woman is like a fine wine, you savour each mouthful, you don't smash it down your throat and burp, you savour her, eat her, let her eat you then once she's not suspecting it......you give her it up the ass" Tony snorted with laughter but then again that's what most head jocks sounded like.
Yes, it was a long rocky road, Jonathon and Leslie did date on and off for a year then finally broke up, then three years later, they met up again, and Leslie is now my sister in law and she knows exactly what Jonathon said about her, because I told her.
As much as I hated the way that Jonathon's friends viewed women as prostitutes and their rhetoric had a major impact on my willingness to date, there really was one exception...... that was Ryan.
Ryan was the youngest of the group and was only there by default, most of the guys in Jonathon's club were football players and Ryan was a fantastic goal keeper. Ryan was good looking but he didn't have the same attitude as all the other guys, yes from time to time I heard Ryan boast about Carol's party and how he lost his virginity to Kerry Adams. Yet there was something beautiful about the way he told the story.
He didn't set any targets, they just lay on the bed kissing, then Kerry let him fondle her, then Kerry unzipped him and he whispered to her that he'd never been kissed down there. Kerry slid down the bed and kissed it a few times before smashing him down her throat for the next five minutes as Ryan moaned in disbelief at how wonderful she was.
Ryan didn't care that this wasn't Kerry's first rodeo, just watching her feast was a moment of beauty for him that just ended far too soon. the moment she climbed on top and started to ride him like he was a prize stallion. Ryan was in love and the following day he phoned her, but she didn't reply, by the Monday she told others to tell him that she wasn't interested.
Ryan went on to bigger and better things, he's now a pilot and coaches football teams in his spare time, but Ryan still admits that I was his greatest achievement.
Yes, from the moment that Ryan joined the team and joined Jonathon's posse, I was love struck, he had soft boyish features but a toned body. At 5'10 he had broad shoulders and a hairy chest too. I used to go and watch my brothers team play, just to watch Ryan play and as sad as this sounds I was so mesmerised by him, I was so besotted with him that if Ryan had suggested to me once about going into the dressing room so that he could give me an anal inspection, I wouldn't have even thought about it, I would have taken his hand and guided him to that wonderful moment.
Ryan joined that team months after my 14th birthday and from the moment I laid my shy little eyes on him, I had one dream and one dream only. I wanted it to be Ryan who took my virginity. It seemed like a long shot, the more the time passed the more I realised that my brother had doomed it for me.
Jonathon had told his mates that I was "out of bounds" being the best fighter in the entire school at one point, even Tony wouldn't have dared mess with Jonathon. I wanted Ryan so badly, I knew what he was like, but I also dared to dream that he was different.
It really does show the weird part of sibling rivalry, Jonathon wouldn't let his pals touch me, but he didn't bother when they fantasised about me. Gordon was the chunkier one of them all, also he was pug ugly but Gordon was infatuated with me.
"Dude, what I'd do to your sister" Gordon groaned on many occasions as the mere thought of him turned my stomach. Yet on several occasions, the entire gang weighed in on whether I'd be a dirty whore or not.
Tony was of the same opinion as Jonathon, I would get embarrassed taking off my wrist watch, I had more chance of becoming a nun than losing my virginity. Gordon and Steve insisted that the quiet and shy ones were the worst, the shy ones were gagging for a guy to whip down their panties and fuck them to orgasm. They just didn't know how to ask for it.
As sad as it is true......Maybe Gordon and Steve had a point.
Going on holiday the summer after my 16th birthday, I had my first summer romance and my first real boyfriend. David and I met at the pool, one thing led to another and four days before he was due to leave, we shared our first kiss.
At 5'7, David wasn't anything special to look at, but with my hormones creating havoc and my desire just to lose my virginity, I really did consider David to be decent enough to get it over and done with.
Alas, other than a major amount of kissing and some rather heavy petting, nothing happened between David and I. I tried to hint to Jonathon that we had done it, but Jonathon just laughed and asked "Done what, shared an ice cream?"
If truth be told, Alison and I were both as bad as each other. We were best friends and soul mates but we were so desperate just to rip the pants off a boy and do all the things we fantasised about. We would lie on Alison's bed and talk about the boys we liked, I always spoke about Ryan and it was always the same dream over and over again. I would feel my arousal build just talking about him and by the time we both turned 17, Alison and I both did something very few girlfriends do, we'd lie under the quilt and talk about sex and relive the stress together.
Nope, not what you think, we never touched or even looked at each other, we just lay there.....thinking about the boys of our dreams.
If truth be told that DVD had a profound impact on me. Before I saw that DVD, I wasn't sure about what I wanted but the day of my 18th birthday, I lay on my bed with both my parents out shopping and Jonathon out with his mates. I slipped that DVD into the machine and I knew how this would come to an end.
There were three different clips on that DVD, the third and final one was my favourite the girl was a wholesome looking blonde with soft features and blonde curls. She had to be about 21 and she had the house to herself.
Her boyfriend came over, the headed upstairs to her bedroom and started to kiss her, the very nice-looking guy slowly began to strip her as they kissed, he fondled her soft breasts and pale skin before sliding his hand down her panties.
By this point I already had my own hand down my panties and was working my clit slowly.
He guided her hand to his cock underneath his boxers, she took it out and stared at it lustfully for a few seconds before finally sliding down the bed and without warning she just engulfed his cock with her mouth.
"I want to talk to you" the poor guy moaned as she sucked and nodded.
"You love sucking cock, don't you?" He asked as she lay there sucking him and nodded.
"You love having my cock inside you" He continued as she nodded again.
"Will you let me do it...... in your bum again?" He asked as she finally took him from his mouth and moaned "on one condition, this time you cum inside me"
Her soft features totally contradicted the things that they were saying. There I am lying there with my knees as far apart as I could manage my panties are now on the bedroom floor and I'm closing my eyes dreaming about doing that to Ryan.
I wanted to suck his cock so much, I needed to know what a guy's precum tasted like and if Ryan asked me to, I'd even let him cum in my mouth.
"Oh Ryan, please....." I moaned deliriously strumming my button.
The girl climbed on top and rode the poor boy to within an inch of his life then finally she stopped and looked at him.
"I like it when you do it hard......and don't stop" She moaned then finally climbed off and rolled onto her side.
To begin with, I'd never really been interested in anal sex yet as I watched the way that girl moaned her head off, the way that boy slammed into her without mercy and the way her anus seemed to enjoy every second of it, it left me wondering, how many girls actually did enjoy anal and should I try it?
So, there I am, fingering my clit, legs spread and hair brush at the ready and finally I reach that point where I grab the hairbrush and plunge it as deep inside me as it will go. I begin to fuck my pussy with that hairbrush handle to maximum effect, I can't believe how wonderful it feels to have something deep inside me.
I'm watching that girl getting fucked in the ass, I know that I'm close, I don't want to do it, but I have to. I have to do it; I have to let Ryan do what he needs to.
Then finally I pull my hairbrush from my pussy and press the thick handle against my ass.
"Oh Ryan, I want it to be sore.....please Ryan, do it hard, for me" I moan in utter euphoria as I push the handle in just deep enough to feel it and then begin to work my clit feverishly.
In under a minute, I'm rolling around my bed in sweet delight, the hair brush slips from my ass and I know I'll have to wash my bed sheets, I lie recovering after such a blissful orgasm, but I know deep inside that dreaming isn't anywhere near as wonderful as the real thing.
If it's the last thing I do, I have to come up with a plan to get Ryan to take my virginity and for this, I turn to my best friend for advice.
It's my 18th birthday, my parents are holding a party for me in two days' time, all my friends are going to be there, most of Jonathon's posse are going to be there and Ryan is going to be there. We have the community centre booked until midnight and most likely Jonathon and his mates will come back to our place for more drinking. Ryan will be there, I'll have to make my move then, but what should I do.
"Well, you could just take him by the hand and lead him up to your bedroom and strip naked for him, he'll do the rest" Alison said as I gave her a scowl.
"Yep and I'll give him a lap dance while I'm at it" I retort sarcastically as Alison knows I'm not that outgoing.
"Take him out back, get him to kiss you and..... show him where his hand should be" Alison sniggers as I laughed and gasped "Are you going to help me or not?"
Alison just sat in thought before moaning "Do you know what the problem is?"
"What?"
"You want to have sex with him, but you want to be......you?" Alison said as I understood completely what she was getting at.
"Hazel, you're introverted, you hardly wear anything remotely sexy and yet you want guys to fancy you, sorry but I have more chance of winning the lottery" Alison said as I nodded in agreement.
"Hazel, the only way this is going to work, is if...... you stop being......you?" Alison concluded as I gave it plenty of consideration.
"Okay, if you were me, how would you play it?" I asked as Alison replied with a malicious smile "how much money do you have?"
Heading into Manchester, if there is one thing that Alison can do, is shop. She has ten times more clothes than I had. She has style and fashion sense and yet for all the sexy miniskirts and sexy underwear she owns, she still hadn't found a boy who would have sex with her. We walk from store to store, it's summer I like summer dresses, Alison asks when I'm due to join the convent. I take her point and watch her look at miniskirts.
"No way, I'd rather be naked" I protest at the light blue skimpy fabric.
"Try it on" Alison rebukes me sternly as I change then stand in the changing room and signal her over.
"Eh....no" Alison gasps as I sigh with relief.
Another miniskirt and I'm seriously wondering if she's lost her marbles.
Yes, I still have faith that Alison will finally find me something from the top drawer of style and after several hours of looking, she does just that.
I stand there looking at a red tartan mini skirt, it's clearly shorter than I'd prefer, I just know that I'll spend my entire night yanking it down to cover my modesty, ten minutes later, Alison hits the floor running as she finds a beautiful Japanese style white top, I try both on together and even I'm impress by how sexy I look.
So, let me explain, my underwear in my teens were picked for comfort, the guys don't have to wear it, I do. Yes, maybe they weren't designed to be sexy but I liked it that way. Alison had other ideas.
"Hazel, I swear.....you're starting to piss me off" Alison growls as I look at the three sets of sexy lacy underwear.
"Which one do you hate the most?" Alison asked as I point to the tartish red knicker set. She puts them back on the rack.
"What one offends you the least?" Alison asks as I point to the white ones. She puts them back too and hands me the light powder blue lacy pantie set.
"Alison, I hope you don't think I'm going to wear this.......in front of my parents" I grunt as Alison informs me that not only will I wear it, my parents will love it.
"Okay, fine, we'll let them decide" I said as I can literally hear Alison roll her eyes in utter disgust. I pick up a multi coloured print summer dress which I know my parents would definitely approve of. Yes, I'm going to spend £90 just to shut Alison up.
My parents have paid for my haircut, my eyebrows to be done and if Alison had her way, I'd also have fake nails. hell no, I don't even wear nail polish, why would I want fake nails.
Even with the best intentions, the odds are still stacked against me. Ryan won't even touch me. My parents won't accept me dressing sexy so I'll be back to my summer dress, all I can do is get drunk and enjoy myself.
I get my hair done, my eye brows too, and finally I hop into the shower and decide to shave my arm pits and my pussy at the same time.
It's now almost 5pm, my mum and dad are getting ready, Alison jumps into our shower then finally wanders through with a smug smile on her face.
"Trust me Hazel, I just know that you're going to have a wonderful night" Alison said as I didn't share her enthusiasm.
"So how much do you want to bet that my parents will like mine?" I said slipping on the summer dress and a pair of light brown sandals. I wait till Alison is decent then stroll downstairs as I offer my teen body to my parent's gaze.
"Oh, I like that dress" my dad offers as my mum nods approvingly.
"Wait, I have something else" I said then scurry back upstairs, I change into my underwear for maximum effect, the fact that my dad will see my bra through my top will instantly make him hate it.
"Well.....are you ready" I asked Alison, then traipse downstairs waiting for the backlash.
"Wow.....you look...... so grow up" My mum gasped as I watch her eyes drink in how slutty her daughter must look, I know that there's going to be a "but" I'm pretty certain the but will be, I like the other one better.
"Well?" My mum asks my dad as I instantly stand in fear as my dad steps forward and gives me a massive hug and grunts "Gosh, I've got a sexy teen daughter"
"What the......Shit, I've banged my head and I'm hallucinating" I think to myself.
"My baby girl looks so grown up" my mum gasps almost in tears as she grabs my dad and finally moans "Please, I like this one..... please, for me"
"Mum, dad, are you out of your mind, I look like a hooker" I think to myself and watch the immense pride on their face as they cuddle and drink in my new style.
"I'm so proud of you honey" my dad groans as I trudge upstairs unable to believe the reaction I've just witnessed. Alison follows me into the room and asks what I want to drink. I turn up my music then sit on the bed trying to make sense of it as Alison disappears again.
I know my family, they don't normally act like this, something must have happened to make them act stupid, but it's going to get far worse.
Yes, I did notice that Alison took longer than she should have, I just figured she was talking to my parents. She arrives back with cola and we start to talk about how I'm going to make my move on Ryan.
"It's like cattle, you steer one away from the herd, if they stay together, you have no chance. Hazel, this is your one and only chance" Alison states before admitting that her way is the only way I have a chance of getting Ryan to bed me.
As much as I don't want to believe her, I know she's right.
So, by 6pm, we're all ready to drive to the up-market restaurant, my parents take Alison too because I want her there. We eat and Jonathon is being sarcastic to me as usual which lulls me into a false sense of security.
He leans in and whispers "So what lucky guy is going to see your bra strap tonight?" I know he's just being a prat and I try to ignore him.
"We might have to have the fire extinguishers ready to cool him down" Jonathon adds as I finally snap "Fuck off, you're annoying me"
I know my brother is right, I'm modest, I'm scared of men and While I want to lose my virginity so badly, I know that there is an odds-on chance that nothing will happen. My dad pays the bill and we leave and drive to the community centre.
I walk in and I watch everyone's eyes drink in my new fashion sense then one after one, people I hardly know tell me how amazing I look. Yes, I feel euphoric and give Alison a whisper "Thank you".
Jonathon heads to the bar and stands at the bar talking to his mates as I look over at Ryan and give him a blushing smile. Then I see Jonathon and Ryan heading outside. No doubt my brother is making sure Ryan doesn't do anything stupid.
Now I can sit here and devote four thousand words to who said what and when, but it's irrelevant, Alison insists that as it's my 18th birthday I have to have the last three dances with a guy of my choice.
"Oh, very funny" I groan as Alison says "I'm your genie, your wish is my command, now pick"
I laugh heartily in part because I've had three vodka's and in part because I know I've got more chance of winning the lottery than Ryan dancing with me.
"Fine, I pick Ryan" I said smugly before gasping "if you pull that off.... I'll get you laid". Alison gets up and strolls over to the bar as casual as you like, grabs Ryan and takes him to the side as I watch her give him what for.
Ryan walks back to the bar and I watch him talk to the guys including my brother.
"Sorted, you've got three dances to convince him" Alison said reminding me of the simple plan.
Yes, it's one thing to let Alison talk you into something but could I really do what she expected me to do.
By 11.30pm, Alison is talking to a guy from the year above us, He's called Kenny and they seem to be hitting it off. Even I knew that the chance of Alison getting sex before me was unlikely but when I watch them head outside, I give her a smile and thumbs up.
Fifteen minutes later, Alison comes in and whispers into Kenny's ear before strolling over to me.
"Hazel, you'll never believe it......snog and....." Alison stops before gasping "hand up my dress.....and he wants to take me back to his place"
"No way" I gasp in utter shock as Alison makes it clear that if he's as good as she hopes he is, I shouldn't phone her until at least 5pm.
We cuddle then she goes and sits with Kenny, but now there is a new problem, is my best friend going to have sex before me.
The DJ finally announces the last three dances are coming up, I watch Ryan being patted on the back by all his mates as he strolls over and puts out his hand.
"Dance for the birthday girl?" Ryan says smoothly as I stand up and walk onto the dance floor as all the guys cheer.
"you do know your brother said you were.....out of bounds" Ryan said as I nodded.
"I'm kind of glad Alison spoke to him, because.....well, I've....." Ryan stopped and seemed sheepish as he groaned "I've always liked you, and Alison got him to agree that tonight was your choice......"
I look up into Ryan's dreamy blue eyes and purr "so does that extend to a good night kiss too?" I'm actually shitting myself at the thought of saying the things Alison wants me to say or do but I do them anyway.
"I'd love that" Ryan says as I watch him finally lean in and give me a peck on the lips.
"I didn't mean now" I retort but gush "but keep going, I'm enjoying that"
He gives me another peck on the lips then promises me a full snog at the end of the night.
It's true what they say, it's the little things you remember the most. I remember holding onto Ryan, the first song is Eric Clapton's wonderful tonight, the second last song is Chris Deburgh's, the lady in Red and finally as I bury my head into Ryan's wonderful toned body and breath in Lynx Africa deodorant and Fahrenheit Aftershave as I completely fall under his spell, we sway to "Foreigner- I want to know what love is" the last song even I didn't miss the irony of that one.
I walk over to my mum and dad; I give them a lingering cuddle then tell my mum they should just go home I'm getting a taxi with Ryan. Ryan is standing at the door waiting for me as Jonathon and his mates are still drinking at the bar.
This is my time to shine, I know it, if I don't do it now, I'll probably end up in the car with a sweaty drunk I don't even like or being fucked at a party by a guy who I don't even know his name, neither of those thoughts appeal to me.
Ryan thinks, that once we're outside, we're going to walk down the side of the building far enough away from prying eyes and stand and snog. Alison has made it clear that we have to be completely out of sight. We walk down the side of the building and as Ryan is ready to stop, I keep walking and almost drag him around the corner.
We find a cosy little in-shot in the wall as I look at Ryan and watch him take the lead, he gives me a reassuring smile then gasps "Happy Birthday" before leaning in and starts to kiss me.
Within seconds, it's utter bliss, yes, I can smell the lager that he's been drinking but I like the way he's pushing his tongue against mine, but there is only one problem.
He's going for the "priest of the year" award.
His hands are at my side, he has no interest at all in fondling me, a minute passes and just his kisses are quickly beginning to arouse me, I really am enjoying the thought that I'm kissing a guy that I've been infatuated with for years. Then I start to remember Alison's words.
If he doesn't lead, I have to. On the face of it, it's a good plan, but I can't lead, it's socially impossible for me to lead anyone, not even a stray dog.
We continue to kiss as my arousal is building quicker than I like, I just want something to remember him by at worst, he'll fondle my breasts as we kiss or even lay his hands on my ass, but sadly he's not even doing that.
I have to, I just have to say something..... anything.
"Hazel for fuck sake, you're going to ruin it...... do something" I tell myself as our lips continue to dance.
"Ryan, do I get a birthday wish?" I moan as Ryan looks at me then nods as he gasps "Sure, name it".
I push my lips back to him, he's pressing me against the wall of the community building then finally I slid my left hand down his right arm until I finally reach his hand, I move slightly then slowly guide his hand to the front of my mini skirt.
Ryan instantly stops kissing me and gasps "Hazel, I want to do that more than you can ever imagine but Jonathon will kill me if he finds out"
In that second, I truly hate my brother with a passion, why does he feel the need to interfere with my life, who is he to pick and choose who I have sex with.
But I also know what I want, the prize is there before me and fortune favours the brave. I look up into Ryan's wonderful eyes and whisper "I won't tell him if you don't"
"Hazel, I really do want to" Ryan offers apologetically.
I can literally see in my mind the moment slipping from my grasp as I look at Ryan, I only have two things on my mind, I either want to know what it feels like to suck a guy or I want him to pin me against the wall and take my virginity.
"Ryan, I'm 18 years old and I've not done anything, it's my birthday, I thought a nice guy like you...." I purr softly and ashamedly as I watch the look on Ryan's face tell me instantly that he feels sorry for me.
"I swear, I won't say a thing....." I groan then finally moan again "Even if you'd let me...... just kiss you......just one?"
I can't even begin to explain how hard it felt to say that even with five vodkas inside of me, yes my morality was now skating on thin ice but I was still scared that Ryan would think I was some sex crazed slut.
"You mean......as in....?" Ryan asks unsure as I give a timid nod then reach forward and with the fear trembling through my body, I place my left hand against his groin and moan "I swear, just one kiss and I won't tell anyone"
"And that's your birthday wish?" Ryan asked as I nodded then watched him survey the entire surroundings before finally unzipping his trousers as I watch him pull out his semi aroused manhood.
"You need to be quick" Ryan whispers as I start to make my way down into a squatting position as Ryan continues to look around to ensure the coast is clear.
I'm now down in a squatting position, his erection is about nine inches away, I take my time to look at it for a few seconds, it's the first time I've actually seen a real penis, live and in the flesh, I finally reach forward with my left hand and slowly ease back his foreskin as I continue to drink in the wonderful sight of a real penis.
For the life of me, I can't begin to explain why I feel so nervous but so aroused at the same time, all I'm doing is touching a guy, but I continue to watch my fingers work nervously as I experience what it's like to give a first-hand job.
"Oh Hazel, that feels nice" Ryan whispers as I look up and realise that Ryan is watching me stroke his cock for him.
I stare straight at his cock again, as I now realise that in less that ten seconds Ryan has gone from semi hard to rock hard, his penis is literally calling for me to do what I've fantasised about. I can't resist any longer, I have to know. Does it taste nice, does it feel nice in my mouth and will I be able to do it right?
My apprehension is clear as I slowly move my neck muscles, I know that Ryan is watching me as my lips move closer and closer until finally, I close my eyes just a mere millisecond before my lips finally land on his moist helmet.
I give it a gentle kiss, then another one, then finally a third one where I actually part my lips slightly and feel his helmet almost push through my lips.
"Oh Hazel, you look beautiful doing that" Ryan moans as I realise that this is finally my time. The dreaming is over, I feel his helmet slide along my tongue, other than his manly scent, I taste nothing, and definitely nothing that I don't like. I instinctively know where to stop and I seal my warm lips around him.
"Oh hell" Ryan moans as I suck back slowly.
In that moment, a lot of things suddenly made sense. Like it or loathe it, I just knew that I would spend my entire life using my mouth to please guys that I cared for. I loved how it felt to have a guy in my mouth, I loved the kinkiness of it, I loved the apprehension I felt that a guy might not tell me and without me knowing, he might just ejaculate deep in my mouth. Would it choke me, would his sperm taste really bad, these were questions that I still needed answers to, but I was living in that moment and while my sucking was initially mildly disjointed, within seconds I'd finally found that rhythm that stuck with me for the rest of my life.
I dropped onto my knees and pushed both hands onto the side of Ryan's hips as Ryan moans told me I was doing it right. I felt my head bob back and forth with ease but the longer I began to suck him the more I became aware that his pre-cum was starting to fill my mouth.
Yes, it had a muskiness to it but even that was so minuet that I barely noticed it. Yet with each second that passed as my mouth worked Ryan into a frenzy, I even felt my confidence start to grow along with my arousal.
At most I must have sucked Ryan's perfect penis for no more than five minutes but I wasn't done, I was determined to give Ryan the opportunity to take my virginity if it killed me. I stood up then looked at him as Ryan gave me an instant kiss, once again I grabbed Ryan's hand and guided it to my panties and moaned "Ryan please"
I held his palm to the lacy material of my panties then purred "I was nice to you", I didn't even get a chance to finish what I was saying as I felt Ryan lift my miniskirt with his hand and immediately slide his hand down the inside of my panties.
"Oh Hazel, I think you're amazing" Ryan moaned with arousal dripping from his words as I felt his fingers drive down past my awaiting labia then suddenly Ryan's middle finger twisted up and inside me.
I let out a soft moan of appreciation.
Feeling Ryan instantly use his middle finger as a make shift penis, I stood there in disbelief at how aroused I felt, with Ryan's finger working overtime within me, I knew that I wouldn't last very long, yet I wasn't even prepared when Ryan stopped briefly before plunging both middle fingers back inside me.
"Oh Ryan, that feels....." I cooed deliriously as Ryan's fingers fucked my pussy like I could never have done myself. I felt my knees weaken, my arousal just seemed to build higher than I'd ever felt it before and after only a minute of Ryan fingering the life out of me, I didn't even think about it.
"Ryan, please...... you have to" I moaned then finally reached beneath my miniskirt and pulled my panties down before grabbing his wrist and pulling Ryan from my pussy. I turned 180 degrees and slowly leaned forward knowing full well that this was now my moment.
"Ryan, please....." I pleaded again softly as I stood there with my panties now at my ankles then slowly lifted the back of my miniskirt. I'd like to say I had plenty of time to contemplate what was about to happen yet the second I lifted my mini skirt I finally had the answer I was looking for.
I felt Ryan's helmet brush perilously close to my anus before sliding forward to find mild resistance from my pussy, one heavy thrust and I finally gasped "Oh Ryan.....Thank you"
Did I just thank a guy for taking my virginity? Even today it seemed to needy to actually thank the guy that I'd fancied for so long for fucking me.
Yet as I stood there feeling Ryan's cock slide inside me then as Ryan quickly grabbed my hips and started to thrust with real purpose, the only thing I could actually think about was the fact that I was no longer a virgin and I finally knew how everything felt.
"Shit, Hazel, you're so tight" Ryan moaned as my brain seemed to disconnect from my mouth as I responded "Is that a good thing?"
"Oh Hazel, it's fucking amazing" Ryan groaned as I stood there slightly bent forward as Ryan clung to my hips and continued to drive into me.
With each thrust of his wonderful manhood making easy work of my arousal, in that moment I knew that my hairbrush felt like nothing compared to the real thing. As seconds turned into minutes, I heard myself moan, I heard Ryan moan, I heard us both moan together, then finally I gasped "Oh Ryan, I'm nearly there"
"Hazel, will you let me cum inside you" Ryan gasped with arousal plastered to his voice.
"Oh....do it" I retorted realising that my brain no longer cared what my mouth said, I was so far gone that Ryan could literally do anything to me and I'd let him. I knew that over time Ryan's thrusts were getting harder and faster, yet as I stood there, he was quite literally jack hammering into my drenched womanhood.
Was it because Ryan actually asked to cum inside me, or the images that his statement provoked either way it didn't matter, in almost no time I felt my body finally explode. The power of my orgasm was something I couldn't even begin to explain today.
I let out a delirious moan then finally I stood there spent for a few seconds as my body finally recovered from the most amazing experience of my entire life.
Just as I felt my orgasm start to ebb away, I stood there feeling Ryan continue to Jack hammer into me then suddenly gasp "If you'd kept sucking me, I'd have cum in your mouth"
"I wouldn't have minded if you did" I said then suddenly realised that not only had I said that out loud, I actually meant every word of it.
"Hazel, please, will you do it now?" Ryan asked as I felt him continue unabated.
I stood there thinking, it's my birthday after all, this is the time I'm going to remember for the rest of my life, why not, it's not going to hurt, is it.
Just as I was about to agree to it, before I could get the words out of my mouth, I felt Ryan stab as deep inside me as he could and at the same time let out a long-winded orgasmic moan.
"Oh fuck......." Ryan gasped as I felt Ryan finally release inside of me.
Feeling Ryan hold me tight as he stood motionless then slowly ease his spent erection from inside me, I reached down and quickly grabbed my panties and pulled them up before gasping "Shit, Ryan, I need toilet roll"
Scurrying around the building as I noticed the lights were still on, I chapped on the glass for almost a minute before the caretaker opened the door and smiled at me.
"I need to pee.....please" I gushed as the old man opened the door and let me in.
I never expected that Ryan would actually walk with me all the way back to my house, yet it gave us plenty of time to talk. Of course, Ryan did ask if I meant it about letting him cum in my mouth.
I looked at him then moaned "that depends.....you'll need to find out"
"Listen Hazel, I really do like you, but......Jonathon will kill me.....I swear.... he will chop me into pieces"
"You know, Jonathon says you like fishing and camping" I said as Ryan gave me a lingering look.
"No pressure, I mean.....just friends.....but I could say I was staying at Alison's and....." I stopped allowing Ryan to connect the dots.
".... we could go for two nights, and I'd be more than happy to....." I stopped as Ryan looked at me then finally moaned "So, I'm dead meat, who cares"
Sadly, Two days later Ryan confided in Andy about what happened after my party Andy swore that he wouldn't tell anyone. Then two hours later, Andy told Bruce who went and told Tony, who obviously phoned Jonathon.
Of course, I felt pretty confident that Ryan would call me, yet as I watched Jonathon open my room door and look at me, I just knew that Jonathon knew.
"I'll deal with you later; I've got someone to kill right now" Jonathon grunted angrily before gasping "How could you let him do it?"
For the first time in my life I finally managed to stand up to my older brother and made my feelings known. Jonathon couldn't even look at Ryan, and Tony made them stay out of each other's road for at least a month, but then again, when I finally admitted that I had plans with Ryan, Jonathon really wanted to kill him and me.
But that's another story entirely.....
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