First Orgasm

I told the story of losing my virginity back in November.  Tonight I tell you the much more satisfying experience of the first orgasm given to me by another person (as opposed to my right hand or my vibrator).

Approximately two weeks after losing my cherry to Stubby the Wonderstud, I went to my second job.  I worked overnights at a convenience store on the 11pm-7am shift.  I overlapped the person in front of me by about 15 minutes and the person after me did the same.  Other than that, it was just me and the various shades of crazy you see after 1am on a Saturday night.

What made this night different was that there was a guy there who my boss wanted me to train for overnights during the week.  I knew Sixpack from another minimum wage job where we'd crossed paths.  At that point, we hadn't liked each other much-he thought I was stuck up and I thought he was loud and obnoxious.  We were basically both right, but that's beside the point.

Introductions were made and the boss left.  After the initial couple of rushes and enjoying making Sixpack do some stocking (during which I pretended not to admire his ass), he asked me to show him how to stock the cooler.  I put the "back in 5" sign on the door and took Sixpack into the back room, and then into the cooler.

Several missives later, I notice that he's crowding me.  I'm oblivious to the fact that my nipples must have been waving hello, as it's frigid in there and I have on only a thin shirt (as outside the cooler it's May).  He gives me a cocky grin and I give him the "you've gotta be kidding me" look in return.

I start to exit the cooler, but he comes up behind me and whispers in my ear that he thinks I'm hot.  His hands grip my hips and his breath is hot on my neck, causing me to shiver.  My clit clenched, and I remember thinking that I might be in trouble.  Since I don't move, he leans in and presses his body to the back of me.  I can feel his cock against my ass, and he's definitely happy to be there.  I took a step back, and let the cooler door close on us.

His hands came up my front and cupped my breasts.  I let my head fall back on his shoulder, and he begins to nibble my neck (which is in the top three erogenous zones on my body if you hit it right).  His thumbs begin to stroke my nipples, and I watched my breath, coming out in little puffs of air, quicken.  I'm not sure if I rubbed my ass against his cock or if he was grinding against me, but the friction was making me crazy.

He spun me around, and kissed me.  No soft introductory kisses, like I usually loved, but a hard kiss that took possession of my mouth.  One of his hands was at my neck, keeping me tight against him and the other was on my back, rubbing and exploring my back and my ass.  I banded my arms around him and pulled his body closer.  By this point, my panties were damp and I was wetter than I had ever been from kissing until that point.

A few minutes (significantly longer than the 5 promised by the sign) later, we finally stumbled out of the cooler and back into the store.  There were several people at the door, most of whom gave us dirty looks, like they knew what we'd been up to (and probably did). 

There was a camera in the main store, so we couldn't do anything other smile and the occasional "accidental" caress of my ass or my hand "accidentally" brushing the front of his jeans.  For several hours, the tension grew into an electric charge passing back and forth between us as we desperately wait for the stream of customers to trickle down to nothing.

Finally (FINALLY) around 3am, there are no customers in the store and the road outside has been quiet for 10 or 15 minutes.  We exchange a look and put up the sign, and practically run back into the room.  The storage room has a camera as well, so we slip back into the cooler. 

The cooler walls suck the heat from my back, but that's no problem since my breasts and my clit are producing so much.  Sixpack's hand slides up my shirt and under my bra.  His thumb rubs across my nipple, and he rolls it between his thumb and forefinger.  Then he crouches down and pulls my nipple into his mouth, which is burning hot in contrast to the icy surroundings.

I slip a hand down the front of his jeans, into his boxers, and take hold of a huge cock.  To be fair, my only experience at this point was Stubby the Wonder Stud, so Sixpack was probably average or slightly above, but by comparison he felt huge.  He groaned, and bit my neck, causing my hand to tighten and stroke him enthusiastically.

He opens my jeans and slides them down to my knees.  One hand takes my wrists (causing me to sadly relinquish his cock) and holds them over my head.  His other hand slides between my thighs and he drove a finger into me with no preliminaries.  I'm soaking wet and all this does is make me more crazed.  He then begins to tease my clit, causing me to moan "please" over and over.

After a few seconds, he stops.  My eyes, which were shut, open in shock-why in god's name did he stop.

He gives me a cocky smile, kisses me and steps away.  Later, I'd be savvy enough to realize he was priming the pump to make certain that I was a sure thing.

The last few hours of the shift are pure torture.  Since he'd walked to work, I offered to give him a ride home.  We practically ran out of the store when our relief arrived.  Having him only a few inches away, heading towards his apartment was the kind of anticipation I hadn't felt since I was five and it was Christmas Eve.

We arrived at his place and he invites me up.  I tell him that I'm not going to have sex with him (stop laughing, yes I was that stupid) and go up.  He has a ridiculously small one room apartment, with his bed (of course) taking up most of the available space (other than the piles of dirty clothes). 

We started off sitting and kissing.  This quickly led to my laying on the bed with him on top of me kissing me.  Next, of course, my legs fell open and wrap around his waist, allowing him to rub his cock against my pussy.  His hands and then his mouth go up my shirt and he gets it off me.  In return, I pull his shirt off and throw it at one of the piles, and I get a good look at why his name in this blog is going to be sixpack.

Oh dear god, the six pack and definition on this boy would make any woman drool.  Blonde hair in a buzz cut, blue eyes, full lips, cut (but not overly muscled) arms, legs, a six pack and an ass you could bounce a quarter off of.  And the cock.  The beautiful, big (at least in comparison) cock. 

He licks his way from my nipples to my waist over and over.  I moan, and he tells me he won't go lower until I ask.  I ask, and then beg.  My jeans come off and he kneels between my legs. 

I was vaguely embarrassed, because no guy had ever licked me.  I had heard all the jokes about how women smell and taste, and I made some motion to suggest he didn't have to do this.  I was naive and crazy, obviously.

He ignored me, held me open, and began to apply his tongue to my clit.  My hips came up off the bed and I began to moan.  He licked and sucked until I begged him to fuck me.  Then he kept going until I was begging him not to stop.  I felt the orgasm wash over me.  As soon as I'd realized that I had actually just had an orgasm from a guy, the second orgasm hit.  I stopped thinking around orgasm three or four.

Once I was basically mindless and writhing, he put on a condom and fucked me.  He stopped halfway through to ask me to turn over so he could fuck me doggy style.  He was the first guy to fuck me that way, and I was shocked by how good it felt to have his cock stroke over my gspot.  I was quickly falling into stereotype by screaming for him to fuck me harder, and I practically blacked out from the orgasm.

When he came, he also held me and we had some sleepy flirtation and romantic banter. 

This was worlds away from my first time, when I walked away wondering just what was the big fucking deal about sex.  This time I walked away thinking that sixpack might have single handedly turned me into a nyphmo.

Sadly, Sixpack and I didn't turn into anything other than a quick fling.  But what a fling!

Sixpack, wherever you are--thank you. 

Comments

[Al Sensu]

Great story. I love how your heat built up while in the cooler.

[Sara Winters]

WOW. And here I thought working in a convenience store would be boring.

[Deliciously Naughty]

Working in a conveinence store was relatively boring. The only highlights were Sixpack and the time I got held up at gunpoint.

[tom paine]

Congratulations on making the Sugasm top 3! Lovely avatar, too, I'm a leg man.

[Deliciously Naughty]

Thank you on both :)

[Oscar the Observer]

Held at gunpoint!? *gasp*

[ika]

oh my god.
i just got an orgasm reading this.

[tom paine]

Terrific story. Hope to meet you at Wicked Faire, though you'll have to wear that red skirt from you avatar.

[Cooler]

Amazing story!

[wilson]

Wow... u described the happenings of that moment perfectly..

I wont forget that forever...