Annie Rejects Her Shame: Part 1

Annie Rejects Her Shame: Part 1. Annie finally rejects her abstinent life, and finds how much joy a cock can bring her. Based on a post by spr1987 . Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories . Oh my God it feels so hot in my hand; and how can it be this hard and this soft feeling at the same time? These are the thoughts racing through my mind, as I feel a real live cock in my hands for the first time. I know what you are thinking, You are 19 years old Annie, and you are pretty hot looking; so how can this be the first time you have had a cock in your hands? First, thank you for saying I'm hot. As a petite red head with a larger than normal pair of tits, I think I'm pretty hot also, but it is always nice to hear it. Second, I was raised in a very religious home, and sex was absolutely forbidden. In fact, my mother even made a habit of checking my panties and bed sheets to make sure that I wasn't masturbating. Yes, I realize now how twisted that sounds. But it was how I was raised, to think that self-pleasure and sex were mortal sins. Hell, even now I feel guilty every time I touch myself. Not to mention that right now, I am feeling pretty wrong emotionally, about this cock in my hands. Although I am feeling the guilt from years of conditioning, I can't help feeling a rush of excitement all through my body, as I squeeze and rub this thick cock. I am assuming it is thick. I have no basis for this judgment because, as I said several times already, this is my first cock. All I know is that I can't get my small hand around it and when I stack both of my hands, there is still all of the big swollen head left sticking out. My God that head looks big. I catch myself thinking that it looks like the helmet of one of those stormtrooper guys from Star Wars. I have to swallow the laugh that is threatening to burst out of me. I trace my fingers around that big helmet, and I am surprised at how smooth the skin is. I trace my finger along the groove in the front and the whole cock Jumps in my hands. I look up at the guy's face, wondering if I did something wrong or hurt him or something. I see that he has his eyes squeezed shut tightly and his mouth is open in an audible moan. I make a mental note that this is a good thing. At this same time, I feel and see liquid leak out of the cock's slit. I touch it and I like how slick it feels on my fingers. I rub it between my thumb and finger and relish the slick feeling. Then I run my slick fingers around the smooth cock head. I love how slippery it feels on the smooth skin of the head. I trace my slick fingers all around the edges of the cock's helmet. It is like I am trying to memorize every detail of my fascinating new plaything. I run my other hand down to the bottom of his shaft and discover his balls. I cup them and feel them move around in their soft wrinkled sack. I roll them around in my fingers, enjoying how they move so fluidly. I sort of ring my fingers around behind them and pull them down, enjoying how the sack stretches tight and I can feel the balls hard in my hand. I squeeze, just to see what this will feel like. The guy almost screams out, Oh my God, Yes, when I do that. I make another mental note, that this is a good thing. Then I wonder, what will happ