I can’t wait for my first time.

A nice dinner and a cute bistro, followed by a walk. Hand in hand, talking about life and the future. I invite him in, the promise and reason not said but implied. He kisses me ever so softly. My arms around his neck as his hands make their way down to my b***. I feel a pressure as his manhood presses up against me. I want him, I want it. Taking matters into my own hands I unzip his pants and grab his monster. After I show him some appreciation, I get up and grab his hand without a word. I lead him to my bedroom and let him take charge. Slowly and gently he has his way with me, physically making me his girl.