Once upon a time there was a girl named Ibi. All her friends called her the crazy one. Pretty girl. Five and half feet tall, perfect size 8 with 36C breasts. She wore her hair in shoulder length braids, and her dark eyes looked almost black. That messed with people. They often missed the smart, sensitive, and serious girl behind the craziness. The one who dreamed of romance. Too often she was just one of the guys. That’s me in a nutshell. This is my story . . .
Being young in Florida is heaven. Beaches, clubs, and amusement parks. Always something to do. Today a bunch of friends have gathered on a beach for a day of fun. AJ had been away for three months touring Europe and this was his first weekend back partying with his crew. They played volleyball on the beach for hours and would cool off in the ocean. Ibi was her typical self. Crazy, fun, and spontaneous. Nothing shocked her and she was often the one to take things too far. That was one of AJ’s favorite things about her. They had met at a party and quickly become friends. He was her "big brother" friend. He looked after her. He "screened" her dates when he was around, and was ready to take the head off anyone who messed with her.
Later that night as the bonfire blazed AJ grabbed her and took off down the beach, "Tell me what’s going on in your life, Divah." AJ had gone with her to get the tattoo of the sun with a crescent moon inside. It was his idea to have her nickname put in the middle.
She smiled, "Not a damn thing."
"What happened to what’s his name?"
"Exactly. What’s his name." She changed the subject, "Hey did you hear the joke about Nsync and the BSB finding a bottle? They rubbed it and out popped Christina Aguliara. She gave them each a wish. Nsync went first, "We want a city, completely enclosed in a high wall, and we’re the ONLY group inside. No one can every leave." She nodded her head and they were there. You guys huddled up and talked. You looked at her, "Are you sure no one can get out?" She smiled and nodded, "That’s what they wanted. That’s what they got." You cackled and said, "Flood the place."
AJ cackled, "Hell yes. Let’s look for a bottle." They walked a long in silence for awhile before AJ spoke again, "Nice deflecting there, sweetheart."
Before she thought she spoke, "Yeah, I try to avoid depressing things. Saturday’s my birthday. No boyfriend. No flowers. Nothing. Sucks to be a virgin on your birthday."
AJ threw out his arm and stopped in the sand, "Virgin?"
Ibi closed her eyes as she realized what she’d said, "I know . . . pitiful at my age. Forever one of the guys. Never the girl. At this point I’ve decided I’ll be a virgin for life because I feel like such a freak that I’ll never go through with it."
He was stunned, "What the hell are you talking about?"
"I’m the oldest living virgin. Any guy my age is gonna think something’s wrong with me at worst, best case is he runs because he figures I don’t know shit and would be a worthless lay."
"Jesus, Ibi. Who did this number on you? I mean, yeah, most girls your age aren’t virgins but that doesn’t make you a freak."
"Now I’m just too scared and embarrassed to do it."
"You need someone you trust. Someone to teach you what it feels like to be woman, how to please a man."
She laughed, "You’re the only guy I trust enough to tell, much less actually do it with." Her mind hit upon a solution, "AJ, I trust you."
"Thanks, sweetheart." He didn’t get it.
"AJ, I trust you. You do it. You teach me. For my birthday."
"Whoa, wait a minute."
"Who better? I trust you."
"Stop saying that."
She laughed at him, "You have experience. I know you’d be patient and gentle. You could teach me." He was speechless, "Please, AJ, for my birthday."
He laughed, "That’s not fair. Using the birthday."
"Everyone should get what they really want for their birthday."
"Let me think on it." He couldn’t believe he was considering this.
Over the next few days he thought about it. He could come up with a lot of reasons not to do this. None for doing it . . except that she had asked him. That took guts. And trust. She was right. He could teach her well. He called her Thursday, "Ok, one birthday wish. Be home Saturday around six."
AJ showed up at Ibi’s house at 5:45. Just a little early, "Hang on, I’m just about ready. This outfit needs something."
He pulled the silk scarf from around his neck and placed it around her eyes, "You look beautiful and you won’t be in this outfit long."
He r heart skipped a beat. AJ’s voice was low and sultry. His breath was hot against her ear. He tied the blindflold and turned her around in his arms. His lips felt like a whisper against hers. AJ had decided he would do this right, and not just teach her… but seduce her. Hopefully she’d never settle for less. He had always noticed her full lips. He rained soft kissed on them now. She was relaxed and offered her mouth to him. His lips pulled at her bottom lip, lightly at first then more wanting. Teasing her, until she struck back and teased his lips with the tip of her tongue. His tongue snaked out and met hers. Barely touching, lightly licking. A moan escaped her and AJ pulled back with a little laugh, "I think we should go."
"Where are we going?"
"You’ll see." She couldn’t track where they drove, but as he led her from the car she smelled the ocean. Once inside AJ kissed her nose, "Count to ten then take off the blind fold."
He was gone. She was facing a large mirror. On it, in lipstick, was written, "Left, second door". She walked through the door, a large bathroom with a bubbling hot tub awaiting her. This mirror said, "Relax, then through the other door. Set the timer for ten minutes". She disrobed and sank in the clean smelling water. She tried to relax, but found herself thinking of what was to come and she tingled. The other door was to a bedroom and she found a yellow string bikini, AJ’s favorite color, and a sheer sarong. The next note led her out the back door.
AJ leaned against the deck rail wearing swim shorts, "Right on time."
"Ibi forgot to be nervous, "Are we going swimming?"
"No, just a picnic on the beach." He took her hand, "You look sexy, by the way."
"Thank you." The sat. AJ had prepared a "meal" of finger foods. Ibi reached for a tidbit and he caught her hand, brought it to her mouth, and took her finger in his mouth as he relieved her of the food. She copied his movement as he fed her. Getting braver, she let her tongue graze his fingers. AJ closed his eyes at the contact. She smiled and lightly sucked his finger, "You’re sure you’re a virgin?"
"Yes, why?"
""No reason." She was driving him mad.
After they had their fill of the food he took her hand and led her back onto the deck. Soft music played and he immediately took her in his arms. The moonlight was bright enough. He held her close through the fist song. Next to no movement. As the next song started he moved away from her body. Her hands rested on his hips and his hands moved along her arms, "Ibs, you tell me if I go too fast. You ask me anything you want to know. And if you change your mind, just tell me." He stared in her eyes, "Promise me."
"I promise." Her hands traced the waistband of his suit before she explored his back.
AJ pulled her close again. His hands lightly touched her shoulders then moved onto her back. His face laid against hers. As his hands moved around her arms to her stomach he began kissing her. He began at her ear, "I promise too." He left soft warm kisses across her cheek to her lips. She strained to get to him. He licked at her lips then covered her mouth with his own. His hands brushed over her breasts as they devoured each other. Back over her shoulder as he moved his kisses down her neck., "You ok?"
"More than ok." She was a little breathless. He undid the ties on her top and it fell to the ground.
He pushed away from her, "Your breasts are perfect." She wasn’t expected to answer. The back of his fingers caressed them. She felt a tightening there and a tingling lower. A jolt went through her as his fingers contacted her nipple. He looked at her face and saw nothing but pleasure. He lowered his head and took one of her virgin nipples into his mouth. Took in as much of her as he could. His tongue ran circles around her nipple as he sucked. Her hand instantly went to his head. He blew across her nipple and cooled the saliva he left her with. His fingers rolled her nipple as his mouth moved to the other.
Ibi felt her knees going week, "Good lord, AJ"
He smiled silently and moved up to her mouth again, "We’ve just begun, sweetheart."
AJ took her hand and walked into the house. The bedroom across the hall from where she had changed was lit with a few candles. Ibi smelled the air, "Good boy. I hate those vanilla and cinnamon things."
"I remember this conversation. I like the black ones. The smell great mixed with sex." He didn’t let her respond. Her body was pulled into his and their mouths locked. She liked the thought of the candle smell mixed with sex. It turned her on. Combined with everything else. She got braver and slid her hands down to his ass. What there was of it anyway. She massaged his cheeks and dug her fingers into him. He mimicked the action. She could feel his cock hard against her thigh. That wasn’t a first, but knowing it was going to be used was. She felt herself get a little nervous. AJ felt it too. Talking wasn’t the way to go. He backed off enough to drop his swimsuit to the floor, "Touch me."
She looked at his cock. It stood out from his body with a slight curve. He had sparse pubic hair. She wondered where he fell on the size scale. Her mind went to him fitting inside her and she got nervous again, "You’re big."
AJ couldn’t help but smile, "Na, I’m average. Nick is big."
"This is gonna hurt."
He kissed her nose, "I will make it not hurt as much as I can. If it does it will only hurt for a minute. Trust me?"
"I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t."
"Good, Ibs, touch me."
She reached out her hand and
gently ran her finger down the length of him. She watched his cock jump a
little. She touched and felt him, "This right?"
"Feels good. Take your time. See what it’s all about. I like it." He
enjoyed watching her face as she explored him. Her tentative touch felt good,
and with a little time she gripped him and began to move her hand along his
shaft. "Oh shit, that’s good."
"Tell me how to do this."
He took a breath and let it out slowly, "You’re doing fine. Grip a little harder than you think is tight enough. You’re hand is right where it needs to be, has to move over the head. That’s where it feel best."
"Like this?"
"Exactly like that. You can use some lube and make it where your hand can slide the whole length, but I like this. Focus." She kissed him and kept the movement of her hand steady. She moved her attention to his nipples and sucked them into tight buds then flicked her tongue over them. She could tell he liked that. She fell to her knees in front of him. He put a hand on her shoulder, "What are you doing? Or planning on doing?"
Her tongue traced the tattoo around his navel and dipped in there, "Kiss you."
"Where?"
This time her tongue dipped somewhere else. She traced the outline of his head, "Your dick is so smooth, and soft. Wow."
"Thank you." That was the best he could do. He was trying to get his focus back. He was teaching. Enjoying the teaching too. "Have you ever done this, blow job?"
She felt self conscious, "Did I do something wrong?"
"No! Just asking."
"No."
He took his cock in his own hand and held it up so she could see the underside, "Right here, this ridge. Pressure with your tongue. And here where the head meets the shaft. Flick at it. That is the most sensitive part of me. Keep pressure with your lips, and use your hand on the part your mouth can’t reach."
"How far?"
He knew what she meant, "As far as you’re comfortable with. Don’t freak if you gag. No big deal. Just relax and take me as far in as you want. You learn how far you can go. Or you decide you don’t like to give head. Contrary to what we say, we can live without it."
She let his hardness slide along her tongue and relaxed. The contact with the back of her throat did trigger a gag reflex, "Sorry."
"Nope, I told you normal. Feels great, Ibi. You’re doing great."
She tried again. Wasn’t a foreign thing anymore and as she took him further he moaned. She relaxed and moved her head along him. She quickly found that she didn’t need to think about the things he had said, but that is felt natural. She stopped the movement and sucked at his head, and tongued him in all the places he mentioned. Her hand moved to his balls as she did this. They felt squishy to her and she had to stifle a laugh.
"Ibs, I’m gonna cum. Really soon. If you don’t want me to cum in your mouth just back off when I tell you I can’t hold on." She sunk his length inside her mouth again. His fingers softly played in her hair. He closed his eyes and fell into the feeling, "Baby, now. Gonna cum." She didn’t move. She had decided if she was gonna do this, she was gonna do all of this. He grabbed her head and stopped her movement as he thrust into her mouth a few times then she felt the warm liquid released into her mouth. AJ screamed out her name, "Ibi, oh fuck, god yes!"
She swallowed the sticky fluid and let him drop from her mouth and stood up, "If you really think about it, this is a silly thing to do."
He laughed hard, "Not impressed?"
"I’m impressed with your reaction. Taste factor is about a three. I wouldn’t by cum cola, or a cumsicle, but it’s not horrible. You seemed to like it."
"Cumsicle? You did good. Every man likes things a little different, but the basics are the same. You got the basics. Then you just add on. Felt damn good. Thank you."
"You’re welcome."
He smiled and took her in his arms, "Ready for your turn?"
Ibi took a deep breath, "No time like the present" and sat down on the bed.
AJ walked over and knelt in front of her, "That’s a bad attitude. You need to trust me. Relax and feel. I promise you that you will feel good. If you want to stop, tell me."
"I’m ok. Just a little scared."
He kissed her, "Scared is ok." He toyed with her nipple as they kissed. His hands on her shoulders supported her as he laid ther back ton the bed with his body beside hers. He sucked her nipple and his fingertips moved over her skin. She broke out in goosebumps along her stomach from his light touch. He ruturned to her mouth and sucked her tongue. He kept the assault on the mouth as his hands moved lower and carressed her thighs. Moving from the top toward the center, coaxing them apart. Making her want them to give him access to her. She relaxed and her legs parted. AJ’s hand massaged right above her curls then between her legs. Outside of her at first then sliding one long finger between her lips. He felt her wetness and moaned into her mouth. She thought to ask what that was for, but forgot her words as his finger brushed over her clit. He circled her a few times before speaking, "I know you’ve touched yourself before."
"Sure. Feels different with you doing it. Good." She smiled and pulled his mouth back to her. She had figured out that she didn’t think as they kissed. She was the one to moan as his finger moved lower and slid inside her.
He moved his finger in, out, and around her, "You feel good." He quickly moved between her legs and added another finger as his tongue lightly tickled her clit.
"Oh my god . . . oh god." Ibi grabbed the sheets, "That is wonderful."
"It’ll get better."
"Promise?"
"I promise." He turned his attention back to the task at hand. He licked her and added a third finger. Thrusting, and spreading her. Gently. Getting her used to the feeling or someone else inside her. "You feel so good. I’m hard again. I want you, Ibs."
She was holding onto the headboard, "I want you."
AJ returned to her lips and reached for the condom on the nightstand. He put that on without breaking the kiss then went back down on her again. A few more licks and a few more strokes of his fingers. He didn’t want her to cum. Didn’t want her to be tighter. He’d make sure she got hers. This time when he returned to her mouth he positioned himself above her and between her legs.
Ibi never wanted his tongue to stop licking her. She’d never known anything like that and she loved it. His fingers felt good. She knew what he was doing, getting her ready, but that didn’t take away from how damn good it felt. His kisses were intense. She could feel his hardness between her legs, against her thigh and wanted him inside her. Not scared. Excited. Frenzied. She felt his cock touch the innermost part of her and the scared came back. She still wanted him and spread her legs further.
AJ used his hand to guide himself. He found her entrance and slowly began to push his way inside her. He didn’t want to hurt her, and hoped that he’d done a good job where the worst would be a little uncomfortable. He moaned as her body started to envelope him. Letting him in.
She felt the pressure of him pushing inside her. She waited for pain that didn’t come. Just pressure. She grabbed his ass and pushed his deeper inside her. He pulled back and smiled at her. She smiled, "Good, AJ. Doesn’t hurt. Tell me what to do."
He closed his eyes as he sunk the rest of his length in her and let her words sink into his brain, "Ibs, do what feels good. Move with me. Tighten your muscles and squeeze me. Or just lay back and enjoy the ride." She did all three. He asked a few times if she was ok, and she kissed him in answer. She sucked his neck and rolled her hips with his thrusts. "I’m close, baby. Orgasm time. So close. Keep doing that. Oh yeah, good good good." He buried his head in her neck and groaned.
Ibi felt his whole body tighten. He buried his head in her neck and his dick inside her. She drug her nails up his back and he jerked on top of her then laid still, "You gonna live?"
He didn’t answer. He waited then rolled off her and onto his side, "Definitely." He brushed a braid away from her forehead, "You ok?"
"I’m more than ok. You didn’t hurt me. It actually got to feeling really good."
"Thank you." He kissed her nose, "Ready for it to feel really really good."
She mumbled a "yeah" as he kissed his way down her body and settled between her legs again. She had a thought, "Umm, Aje?"
AJ knew what she was thinking, "No, your fine. Tell me if this hurts." He sunk his fingers gingerly inside her. She let out a low moan, "I guess that’s a no."
"It is." He sucked her clit and wiggled his tongue against it. She curled her hips up toward him and ground into him. He almost laughed. Her getting in to it and knowing that this was new for her. He had worried about being the first, but he liked providing the new experience, and pleasure. He kept up the dual stimulation until she was writhing and moaning. She was speechless as she felt her orgasm coming. AJ knew it by her grasping his head and holding him to her. She screamed his name and he backed off to watch her face as she came for the first time with a man.
"You are beautiful when you come."
She waited for her breathing to calm before she looked down at him, "Thank you. You know . . . you put the condom on yourself. I think I need to learn to do that."
"Yeah, I guess you do. I’m a bad teacher."
"Teach me more."
~*~*The End~*~