part 1 First bf fantasy

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I’m still dating one of my first boyfriends and it takes place when I was still in school. Ted and I had made it to third base a couple of times. I loved when he would touch my pussy through my panties. MMmmm. When I would finally say enough my panties were soaked! (kind of like they are now)

After he would leave I’d go up to my bedroom strip down, lay back on my bed and imagine what it would feel like if we went further. I had got up enough nerve to reach in his jeans and feel his throbbing cock. I figured it was about as thick around as three of my fingers. Slowly I pushed three fingers up into myself. It felt so good just to push them in.   I started rubbing my clit like I usually do. I tried pushing my fingers in deeper but something made me want for it to reach someplace that my own fingers couldn’t.

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I looked around the room and saw a bottle that seemed close enough to the shape of his cock so I thought I would give it a try. I ran to the bathroom to wash it off. As I lathered it up with soap I let my hand wrap around it like I had Ted’s cock, stroked it up and down a couple of times to be sure it felt the same. When I was sure that it would feel the same and that it was clean enough I hurried back to my room, giddy with anticipation. I lay back on the bed, let my hands caress their way down to my budding mound. I’d noticed over the last couple of months that my mound had gotten more puffy. I slid my fingers under the edges of my panties and pushed them down past my knees. I then reached down to my lips and spread them apart the way I liked it when Ted did it to me. I closed my eyes and imagined that it was him spreading them apart. I took the bottle and rubbed it against my clit. It was colder than my hand and the change in temperature surprised me at first. I pushed the bottle further down, right to my hole. I was nervous, I was afraid it might hurt or I may not like it. I pushed it to slightly enter me. It felt better than my fingers. I pushed it further and further in. Now it was past where my fingers could reach but still I felt like I wanted it deeper. I pushed it further and further in. Finally I had the whole bottle in me and it felt so good. I let my fingers find my clit and I rubbed it harder then I ever had before all the while pushing the bottle in as deep as it would go.

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Whenever I got to this feeling with Ted I always made him stop. As I forced that bottle deep in my hole and rubbed my clit my pussy got wetter and wetter. It felt so damn good! I couldn’t stop! Harder and harder I pushed it in me, harder and harder I rubbed my clit. Till finally my body felt like it exploded through my pussy. Every fiber of my body felt it. It was incredible. My body relaxed back against my pillows and I reached for the phone. I quickly dialed Ted’s number. I wanted to tell him what had just happened but as he answered the phone I chickened out. What if he thought badly of me? I know some people are taught never to masturbate or at least that is what Daddy told me. Thinking back to that conversation with Daddy had reminded me of when he had caught me touching myself. Afraid Ted might be of the type to think it’s not nice, I decided just to tell him that I was thinking of him and to have sweet dreams. When I hung up I went back to thinking about that conversation and decided to go tell Daddy what I had done.

As I ran down the stairs I could hear Daddy chuckling about something on tv in the living room He looked up and saw me standing at the end of the couch. I had on my t-shirt and panties and what must have looked like a surprised look on my face because the first thing out of his mouth was “Honey what’s wrong” and patted the spot next to him on the couch. “Come here and tell me all about it…”