I was lying with my head on Jimmy’s smooth, firm chest. His arm was wrapped tightly around me. We were both naked, but we didn’t need covers because Jimmy’s body was giving off a ton of heat. He was literally hot, ha ha.
Two different emotions were running through my body: satisfaction and guilt. I had just had a really great orgasm. But on the road to achieving said orgasm, I had been a huge bitch. I had deliberately pushed Jimmy’s buttons until he got upset, and angry sex resulted. It wasn’t that I had anything against virgins, but when he started acting all nervous and inexperienced, that was a huge turnoff. I knew he was too young, and he was proving me right. Seriously, I was trying to figure out how I could get my clothes back on, get out of this tent, and back to civilization.
But—seeing as I didn’t have the keys, didn’t want to steal his truck, and didn’t want to scar him for life—I was stuck in the tent and had to make the best of it. I found the whole situation ridiculous. How could Jimmy be a virgin? Surely I wasn’t the first person to notice how extremely attractive he was. My nervous habit of giggling kicked in, and Jimmy’s irritated reaction had triggered everything else that happened. Jimmy was unbelievably competitive, and his pride overcame his nervousness.
The sex had been incredible, but now I felt guilty. Maybe he wanted his first time to be all sweet and nice. So I decided to make it up to him on the second round.
He was lying on his back with his eyes closed and a big smile. Maybe the first time wasn’t that bad for him. I leaned over and laid a series of kisses across his chest. His pecs were amazing. I moved onto his tiny nipples and started to suck gently on them, running my hands across his shoulders and up his neck at the same time. His nipples got all hard, and he shivered a bit. His eyes were wide open now, and he was watching me. He looked like he was waiting for me to say something. Oops.
“Jimmy, that was awesome.”
“Yeah?”
“Really great. I hope, um, I didn’t make you do it in a way you didn’t want to.”
“No, it was good. Real good.” He stroked my hair. “Was it good for you, Kelly? Sounded like you enjoyed yourself.”
“Oh I did. Lots. Felt so good to have you inside me. We had to wait so long.”
“Yeah, well, we don’t have to wait anymore.” He discarded the old condom and wiped himself off with a baby wipe from his perfectly organized knapsack. I looked down and saw his cock was completely reloaded.
“Holy doodle. Are you hard again already?” I asked. I guessed it was either my innate sexiness or the fact he was eighteen.
“Yup,” Jimmy said proudly.
He pulled me on top of him. We were kissing, and I was rubbing up on him, feeling his body with mine. He felt so firm and solid, like his flesh was made of something denser than normal humans. We started rolling around on top of the sleeping bags, the whole time with our lips linked in this wet, messy way. I pulled my mouth off his and whispered, “I want to ride your amazing body.”
“Yeah, do it.” Jimmy’s low voice cracked with desire.
He lay back, and I started kissing my way down his flat abs. His hard cock was kind of waving around. Watch out, you could take an eye out with that thing. I found a new condom and put it on him. He sure had a lot of condoms in his pack.
I ran my hands down his huge quads, and then putting a leg over his hips, hovered over him and grasped his rigid cock and put the tip into me. Jimmy was lying there, watching me with his body tensed. I lowered my hips and he raised his, and we met in the middle. His cock plunging into me felt so fucking amazing. It had been too long without sex, and I was coming alive. I rode him hard with uneven strokes, loving the sensations. He was watching me the whole time, watching my face and my body.
“Kelly, oh man, that feels so good.” He reached up and cupped both my breasts.I kept going, relishing the amazing sensations. His cock was super-hard inside me and hitting all the right spots.
I took one of his hands and moved it down towards my clit. He started stroking it with his forefinger—a bit too much pressure—but he was watching my face and he went gentler. Obviously a fast learner. It felt just right, and I breathed in sharply.
“Yes... oh yeah.”
Then he moved his hand away and grabbed me by the waist. He flipped me under him without missing a stroke, and he started doing the work: plunging his cock deep into me and then pulling out almost fully. He moved his hand down and rubbed my clit again. Oh yes. Then he reached back and cupped my ass, pushing us even closer together. And he kept pumping rhythmically into me. My body was automatically responding to his, moving to his strokes, arching whenever he pushed in and collapsing when he pulled back out. He grabbed one of my ankles and pulled it up, giving him even more access and hitting different places inside me. Pushing down against me, he kissed me, our mouths open and hot together. It was like we were joined everywhere.
“It’s so good,” he panted.
“Fuck, yeah.”
He kept thrusting into me, and ran his hands over me, one squeezing my breast and the other lifting my ass, pushing me even harder into him. As his pelvic bone hit my clit, I started to come.
“Oh God!” I was coming in a huge burst. Felt so good, so incredible.
I lost the plot for a bit but when I came to, Jimmy was pulling me up, so I was sitting on his lap and he was still stroking steadily into me, moving me up and down on his rigid cock. This position was great, as my clit was getting stimulated constantly, and he kept fucking me like some out-of-control Energizer Bunny. I reached out to pull his head closer, and he leaned down and started sucking on my nipple. I was coming again, and this time it was even bigger.
“Fuck, Jimmy. It’s good. It’s soooo good, unnnhh.” It was a fucking tidal wave, and it was hard to tell when one orgasm ended and the next one started.
Oh man, I didn’t have a stopwatch, but I was pretty sure this was the longest I had ever had sex. It was fucking incredible. When he finally came, we were doing it missionary. His eyes closed and his face tensed up, and then he froze for a moment and came silently. I was watching him closely though, and I could tell it was good for him. Real good.
That first night, we didn’t leave the tent except when nature called. I know we slept, but I wasn’t sure exactly how long or when. Making love to Jimmy was unbelievable—hotter than my dreams and my dreams had been incredible. It was like a real life demonstration of something I had learned in kinesiology about certain individuals having more stamina and greater capacity for recovery. And who would have more stamina than an elite athlete? Fucking amazing.
What he lacked in experience, he made up in experimentation. It was like he had saved up all these ideas about sex, and now he wanted to try them out, like any athletic endeavour. And I had won the role of luckiest guinea pig in the world.
It was different from sex with Phil or J.P., both guys who had been around the block and knew what they wanted. With Jimmy, sex was more like playtime. It might sound perverted, but it was like we were two kids: fooling around and trying stuff out with no inhibitions. We could tell each other whatever we wanted, and nothing was too much or too embarrassing.
The tent was a like a little petri dish of us. We were maintaining basic hygiene, but we smelled like ourselves, a mix of sweat and hormones. And the smell of Jimmy was incredibly sexy to me, like those sex pheromones that animals exude. If you tied a blindfold on me, I could have found him in a dark room. And once I had him in a dark room… well. I was totally in thrall to his body. I wanted him constantly. And I felt guilty; I barely knew anything personal about him, but I knew every place he liked to be kissed or licked.
Someday, I’d like to have one of those normal lives where you get to have sex once a night, every night. My sex life was more like a camel at the oasis: drink up because you don’t know when the next oasis is going to be.
Having sex with Jimmy changed the way I thought about him. I was really into him now, and I totally wished our circumstances were different.