Discovering myself_(1)

This is the story about how I started to enjoy sex and experienced love for the first time. This is my first sex story I’ve ever written, but if people like it I’ll probably do more about my other adventures. To be honest I intended to write about how I ended up with my sister, but as I was writing it it only felt right to let this be all about Sarah. I hope you enjoy it!

I was one of the first girls in my school to develop breasts, which this garnered a lot of attention from the boys in school. By the time I was 15 I had developed into a full d cup while still maintaining a slim figured. With my black hair barely covering my ears, hazel eyes, and pale white skin I never really thought of myself as more than cute. I had no interest in trying to attracted anyone so I dressed modestly, not that my body didn’t still stand out. Regardless I had no interest in dating as I had never really found guys attractive. I will admit I was masturbating almost nightly at the time, but instead of a specific person I focused on how it made me feel. This was just the way I was, nothing strange about it.

Finally there came a time when this guy in school was pressuring me a lot to go out with him. Most of my friends told me to go for it and even my parents thought it would be good for me to start dating. After feeling pressured all around I accepted. Naturally, being a horny teenage boy our dates would quickly turn into him playing with my breasts and kissing me. To be honest even though he was pretty clumsy and I wasn’t attracted to him, I really liked the feeling of having them touched and played with. I tried to play the role of a good girlfriend, letting him kiss and touch me as he liked, but naturally he always wanted more. He began making me stroking him while he would suck on my breasts. Something about it did excite me, the feel of a hard cock slick with precum as he tried to devour my breasts was certainly a new experience. After doing that a few times he tried slipping a hand into my panties and discovered how wet I got. From then on I was doomed, he knew he could excite me and loved to tease me with it. I quickly started to feel less like a girlfriend and more like a sex toy, particularly when he began making me give him blow jobs. I didn’t know about submission at the time, but the feeling of serving and pleasing someone sexually definitely effected me even though he was a jerk about it. Naturally this lead to sex, which he gave to me as his present on my 16th birthday.