My first sex with a man ⇐ Stories about M+F sex

[Jan Karenin]

I was 18 years old. In the summer I worked as a pioneer counselor. During the shift change, I decided to go home to wash and rest. In the evening I was already in the city, but I didn’t get home because... There was no one at home, and I forgot my keys at work. In general, I sat down on a bench at the entrance with a sports bag. Here an unfamiliar young[/url] man.
He asked me "Have you come to visit"? I replied that I came home from work, but no one was home and I forgot my keys. I'm sitting here not knowing what to do. He introduced himself to me that he was our new neighbor, his name was Anwar, and invited me to come visit him. His apartment was in our entrance on the first floor, two rooms. I agreed without hesitation, because... I'm very tired. The apartment was modernly furnished. I immediately asked to wash my things. He kindly allowed me, showed me how to turn on the washing machine and where to hang things after washing. He brought me a towel and robe after my shower. He apologized for the robe, saying it was for women, but clean. While my things are drying, I can walk around in it. I thanked him. While my clothes were being washed, I enjoyed my bath. While in the water, I felt tired all over my body and even began to fall asleep a little. Then I found the strength to get up and turn on the shower. I liked to take a shower, the water hitting my nipples gave me goosebumps
I turned off the water, dried myself with a towel, throwing a robe over my naked body. It fit my figure, but was a bit short. He barely covered my butt. When the things were washed, I took the heap in my hands and went to hang it on the loggia. Anwar came up to me, took my wet things from my hands, and volunteered to help. I took one thing at a time, shook it and began to hang it on the ropes. Some of the ropes hung a little high and I had to stand on tiptoe to hang things. When I raised my arms, the robe rode up, exposing my tanned butt. Having hung up the last thing from my wardrobe, Anwar invited me to have dinner, and we went into the hall where the table was set. Over dinner, I told Anwar about working at the pioneer camp and the events. I especially told him in detail about "Komi football", where the pioneer counselors dressed up as girls and played football with the older boys from the first detachment. He showed us photographs where we were dressed as girls. Anwar, out of a bunch of girls, said that I was the most beautiful girl, then I was 173 tall, weighed 56 kg, and had long hair down to my shoulders. I thanked him for the compliment. He proposed a toast to beauty and opened another bottle of dry wine. Anwar suggested that he take pictures of me in women's clothes. I was a little drunk from the dry wine and agreed. He pulled out a bunch of women's clothes and volunteered to help me try them on. Half an hour later a girl stood in front of Anwar, all that was left was to apply makeup. Anwar applied the makeup himself, apparently he had experience, and a photo session began, taking pictures in different poses. This really turned me on, I really felt like a girl. And when Anwar touched me with his hands, straightening my outfit or when he changed my position, goosebumps ran through my body. At some point he told me that he needed a bath. He and I had another glass of wine. He gave me an illustrated color magazine so that I wouldn’t be bored and left. I sat down in a chair and began to watch it. It depicted naked men. They hugged, kissed, and the further the magazine looked, the more explicit the stories became. I didn’t even hear Anwar approaching me from behind. I stood up from the chair and turned to face him. He hugged me tightly and started kissing me hard on the lips. My body weakened and I hung in his arms. He picked me up and carried me into the bedroom. Having laid me on the bed, he threw off his robe, lay down next to me and began to caress me like a girl. I started getting chills. I didn't know what to do. I felt very good and began to respond to his caresses. I also began to caress his body with my hands, touching his penis. He whispered in my ear for me to kiss his dick. I began to kiss his penis and lick my tongue along the shaft. Anwar began to moan, caressed my ass with his hands, and massaged my hole with his finger. I've never felt so good. He asked me to put it in my mouth and I began to suck him, and he worked my hole with his fingers. Suddenly, Anwar’s penis tensed in my mouth and I felt my mouth begin to fill with sperm. I coughed a little, but swallowed. It was somewhat reminiscent of egg white with a specific taste. I came myself, my sperm spread into my panties, soaking them.
Anvar suggested going to the shower. The two of us got into the shower, he turned on the water. We hugged and kissed while standing in the shower. Then he leaned me forward a little. He smeared it generously with gel and began to insert his penis into me. It hurt a little, but he inserted it slowly, and when he entered all of it, he increased the pace. For the first time I felt changes in myself, I wanted to be a girl.