First Kiss

Wow. What a beautiful thing. J serenaded me tonight on the piano, and I rubbed his back and nibbled on his ear... then, he suddenly stopped playing and told me to sit on my lap. Once I sat down, he said, "I don't want to wait for your birthday. Can I kiss you now?" I was surprised and scared and thrilled and nervous all at once, but I nodded and closed my mouth, and he pecked me quickly on the lips. It wasn't terribly amazing, and I was a little disappointed. Not wanting my first kiss experience to be empty, I reached around behind his neck and pulled his head back down onto mine. Suddenly, we were kissing passionately-- mouths open, tongues teasing each other, me lying on my back on his lap and him holding my head and kissing me hard. I was shaking and orgasming at the same time, completely out of control. Then he stopped and pulled me out of the practice room, and I felt confused and happy and upset all mixed together-- all I can remember is a few pictures of us standing there, and lots of pink and blue and green and white and grey... so many different emotions muddled into that night.

Then we did a lot more kissing in my dorm lobby until my RA told us to quit... but overall, our first kiss together was beautifully D/s and vanilla and US that it's unbelievable. Everything it was supposed to be.

-R

posted by rjjr06 @ 11:10 PM Comments: 0