Her one rule was No Penetration, and somehow that made everything hotter.

I've been thinking a lot about Angie, my first "serious" girlfriend. This is a true story about her. If you like it, reach out! I love to chat.

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In my early 20’s I met Angie, and she wound up being my first long-term girlfriend. We were both young and figuring things out, trying out new jobs and imagining the many directions our lives could take us.

Angie had bleached-blonde hair and dark eyebrows. She was short and small-breasted, but I found her androgynous body enormously attractive. She was a very sexual person, far more experienced than I was. With her I had a lot of “firsts”: first sex outdoors, first blowjob in a car, first anal. She knew what she wanted, though she also enjoyed it when I took control and told her exactly how I liked to be pleased.

One night I was over at Angie’s and she told me that she’d messed up her scheduling with her birth control pills, and she’d have to wait a few weeks to start again. I told her I’d pick up condoms the next day, as it was already very late.

Now the smart thing to do would have been to go to bed and wait to have sex until we had protection. But we were young and very horny. So this is what happened.

We were laying down on the couch, watching a movie. I had Angie in my arms. As we watched, I’d give her little kisses on her neck or shoulder. Every once in a while she’d turn her head and we’d kiss. Those kisses started getting longer and deeper. Soon Angie was on her back and I was laying against her, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths, my hand running up and down her body. Angie unbuttoned her pants, took my hand, and slid it down over her panties. I could feel the warmth of her pussy through the fabric. I started rubbing her, feeling out the shape of her mound, her lips, and she moaned beneath me.

“We should stop,” I said. “I’m getting really turned on.”

Angie said, “I don’t want to stop.” And she pulled me down over her, wrapping her legs around my hips. I was obviously hard, my erection tenting my pants, and Angie pulled me in with her thighs so that I was pressed against her. Meanwhile we were having the dirtiest kisses, sucking on our tongues, making trails of saliva down each other’s necks, moaning.

I paused to take a breath, and there was a mischievous look in Angie’s eyes.

“Should we have sex?” she said.

“We don’t have any condoms,” I said, though in my mind a voice was screaming YES I WANT TO HAVE SEX.

Angie sat up. She bit her lip, then said, “Okay, here’s the rule. You can’t go inside of me. But I still want to make you cum.”

What Angie knew was that I have a lot of trouble finishing during anything but penetrative sex. I don’t know why, but even the greatest blowjob or most skillful handjob won’t make me cum. It was just when I was deep inside her that I would release. I think, in a way, Angie saw this as a challenge.

I followed Angie to her bedroom and her large, soft bed. Angie quickly stripped off her clothing. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and I immediately took hold of her nipples in my mouth, sucking on them, making them stand out firm and red. Once Angie was fully naked, I lowered her back to the bed and spread her thighs.

We had a usual routine for sex. I’d eat Angie out, making her cum with my tongue and fingers. Then Angie would give me a blowjob, usually while I touched her clit. Finally we’d fuck, with Angie riding me, or us spooning, or with Angie on all fours.

So things started as normal. I loved Angie’s pussy, it was so wet and had large lips that Angie found embarrassing but I found incredibly sexy. She had a very prominent clit too, which was great for my tongue and fingers. I could make her cum very quickly and I loved the taste of her as she grew wetter and wetter.

Then Angie sucked on me. She had very soft lips that felt amazing on my head and shaft. She liked it when I sunk my fingers into her hair and guided the motion of her head, almost using her mouth to pleasure myself. Sometimes when did this Angie would touch herself, and this is what she did now, reaching between her legs and shuddering as she came. When she climaxed she sucked extra hard on my cock, moaning on it.

Angie straddled me. Usually she’d sink right down onto me, her drenched pussy easily taking in my thick cock. But our eyes locked and we knew that we had to hold back. It was not easy. Angie put her hands on my shoulders and rubbed her pussy against the shaft of my dick. It took all my power not to slip inside her. She ground down hard against me and groaned.

“I want you to touch yourself,” I said.

Angie sat back on the bed and we both raised our knees so that we could see each other. She started playing with her pussy. I stroked myself, watching her, the way her body flushed red, how her eyes rolled and how the tip of her tongue stuck out from between her teeth. We kept scooting closer together, our legs tangling, so that soon I was stroking myself inches from Angie’s pussy. She furiously rubbed her clit. We got even closer. I was so turned on that I was using my own precum as lube. I could almost feel the heat of her as Angie came.

“God I want you to fuck me,” she moaned.

Angie once again sucked my cock, hungry for me, licking up and down the shaft, playing with my head. I knew she wanted to make me cum. She started to pump my cock, sliding her small hands over the entire length of me. It felt great but for whatever reason I just couldn’t cum!

I thought that I might need more control, so I told Angie to get on all fours. I got behind her, but I couldn’t resist seeing her pussy so open to me between her spread thighs. I got down behind her and started eating her out like that. Angie loved this. I think having me so close to her asshole, which was very sensitive, drove her crazy.

I got back behind her and stroked myself again, rubbing my swollen head on her thighs and her ass cheeks. Angie reached between her legs and touched the head of my cock as I pumped my shaft. She kept pushing it up towards her pussy, which was practically dripping down on me.

“You want me so bad,” I said to Angie. She groaned and nodded.

“You want me deep inside you. You want to feel me filling you up, stretching you open.”

“Yes…” she moaned.

“You want me to cum inside you,” I said.

She whimpered, and I told her, “Say it.”

Angie was now rubbing her clit again, her legs shaking against me.

“I want you to cum inside me,” she said.

I pulled my cock from between her legs and started thrusting my shaft between her ass cheeks, rubbing the length of me against her asshole. Angie was begging for me to cum, saying it over and over again. I pumped myself hard and teased her asshole with the head of my cock. I imagined myself deep inside Angie, the feeling of her pressed all around me, the wetness of her, and I came, shooting arc after arc of hot cum over Angie’s ass and back.

I’d never cum on Angie before, only inside a condom and then inside her once she was on the pill. I couldn’t believe how much came out of me, and how sexy it looked, glazing her ass cheeks and trailing across the beautiful plane of her back.

Angie and I took a shower together, and the next day I bought a very large pack of condoms. For a long time after we’d talk about that night. And though we talked about trying to repeat it, the truth was that we could never hold ourselves back, and we fell back on our old, still sexy, habits.