1 comments/ 80113 views/ 2 favorites Karen's First By: NickiJean28 Prelude: Karen is a 20 year old with dark hair and hazel eyes. She lived in New Jersey at the time that this story took place. Having been talking to men online since she was sixteen, she met a lot of great people, online-wise. She never met anyone in person, and now she was planning on having a romantic affair with a man she'd been talking to for over three years. He has a good fifteen years on her or more. Fast Forward a few weeks: Chapter 1: He ran a fingertip down the v-neck of her sweater, her bare skin tingling at his touch. She tilted her head back and he whispered softly "First time you're wearing this?" She righted her head and looked into his eyes. "No, I wore it to work one day, but I didn't realize how low it actually was." She bit her lip, hoping his reaction would be close to the one she had played out in her fantasy of him seeing her in the sweater that prompted her to wear it for their first weekend together. He growled as his fingertip left her skin and he ran his hands along the sweater covering her back and held her ass in his hands. Gripping her jean clad ass he squeezed her J.Lo cheeks under his palms and pulled her against his erection. She felt him hard, ready and oh so big nestling between her thighs and she sighed softly. A sight that turned into a gasp as his hand left her ass and came back with a sharp slap. She tried wiggling out of his embrace but he held her tight, his cock hardening further when he felt her heat through their pants. "I don't believe you didn't know it was so low cut. I think you did it to be a tease." He growled. "Just like you're teasing me (ed note: almost put 'just like you're teasing daddy') right now. I can see right" - slap - "down your shirt." She wiggled, trying to grind her clit against his rock hard dick. The spanking only served to maker her hotter. She was burning with need, wiggling and writhing, moaning and panting on her feet. Her pussy was on fire and she knew her ass was going to be cherry red when she finally pulled off her jeans. "Please, please..." she begged. "Please, please what?" he barked. "Please I need you." "Where?" She almost burst out "anywhere" but thought better of it. He was so big he'd tear her ass apart. "Where?" he repeated with more force. Her mouth would do nothing for the burn. She needed him pumping himself deep into her virginal cunt, in slow strokes. She wanted to cum time and time again over his cock before he finally put out her fire with his hot seed. "Please, my pussy, I need you now." He slapped her ass again and she quivered against him. "You want me to pop your cherry, you tease? You want me to fuck you long and hard with my big cock? Do you? Answer me!" "Yes, yes." All she knew was that she needed to cum, and she needed to do so soon. Before she exploded. "You're going to want only me after you have me this weekend. Are you ready to give yourself to me?" "Please fuck me." He stopped spanking her and she felt her ass throb. He stepped behind her, releasing the pressure on her clit when taking his pant-covered bulge from between her legs. It took every fiber in his body not to rip off their clothes and throw her on the bed for the fucking of a lifetime. All he wanted to do was be inside her. He knew that talking dirty to her turned her on but she wasn't a slut as much as she was a tease. He wanted to be gentle with her, and he wanted it to be good for her too. He rested his hands on her hips and slowly moved them up to cup her breasts. Her nipples hardened against his palms as she leaned back against his chest. He pushed her hair away from her ear with a breath and a nuzzle of his cheek. "Unbutton your jeans." Her hands flew to unzip the pants and push them down, but before she could do the latter he stopped her. She whimpered and whispered "please". He paused taking a step back, breaking contact letting her calm down. She was far too close he realized, he was afraid that all he'd have to do was touch her clit or slip his fingertip over her asshole and she'd cum instantly. Not that it was a bad thing, but he wanted her to cum long and hard for him, and he didn't want her to be mush after the first orgasm. Although he did realize also that no matter how many minutes ticked by, letting them both relax, they wouldn't last long once he slid all 10 inches inside her. She was dying with need wondering what he was thinking and why on earth he was waiting so long. She decided to take matters into her own hands, literally. She turned around to face him and sank to her knees; she unbuttoned his pants and slid them down to the floor. She watched as his big cock strain against his underwear, she brushed her palm against him and he ground out, "Baby, please". She shook her head, and hooked her thumbs into the waistband and pulled his underwear down, his cock slapping against his lower belly. "You've made me wait, now it's time to take some action." She made a ring with her forefinger and thumb around the base of his big dick. She pinched there. Not completely sure what to do, she wrapped her other hand around him. Slow and unsure she stroked. He thrust into her hand and her thoughts flew from her task to the throbbing her pussy did when she thought of him thrusting into her. She looked up into his face and extended her tongue to take her first taste. Just the tip of her tongue touched him and his response rang in her ears. He groaned her name and stopped himself from thrusting into the hot, wet, sanctuary of her mouth. He tasted salty-sweet and she licked up a drop of pre-cum. Keeping eye contact with him she got a little braver and licked around the head, dipping her tongue into his piss hole. He moaned and tangled his fingers in her hair. She could only imagine what she looked like, tentatively licking such a big cock, while on her knees with an angelic but concentrated expression on her face. He silently willed her to pull her mouth away before he came either all over her face, or in her mouth. He would love to see the expression on her face though, should he cum, spilling himself into her mouth. Watching for the split second as she decided if to swallow his load or not. A million thoughts ran through his head. Sam debated whether or not to cum or to wait and possibly explode too soon. "God, baby, I'm gonna cum." She looked at him and smiled and she sucked hard on the head, taking her teeth and gently holding the head there, she swirled her tongue around the head, and then used her teeth on his shaft. Cursing under his breath he pulled back from her mouth and held his prick in his hand... "I'm going to cum all over your pretty face and in your mouth baby, open your mouth for it." He stroked himself a couple times and rubbed the head of his cock over her lips which she had parted, he groaned and... She watched as a thick creamy rope of cum squirted from the tip of his big cock and landed on her left cheek. Karen wiggled, feeling heat and arousal rush to her pussy, making her tiny thong wetter than it already was. The next jet, he aimed towards her mouth and most landed on her tongue. First instincts told her to spit. Sam studied her through heavy lidded half closed eyes, and watched in amazement how she wiggled when his first spurt landed on her cheek, the second on her tongue, watching her instinct to spit his load out, and when her mouth opened again and was cum-free he shot off again. He made sure to get some on her cheeks, nose and chin and as much as he could to her mouth so he could watch her swallow. "Mmmmmm baby!!!" Sam moved to sit on the bed, feeling a bit tired but still hard; "amazing" he thought. He leaned into his bag and got his camera out. "You like dirty pictures baby, pictures of girls with fresh cum on their faces?" She moaned and squirmed as he snapped shots of her. He ordered her up on the bed and she jumped on it. Pushing his hand up under the sweater and fondled her a bit roughly, Karen gasped when he pulled on her freshly pierced nipples and he snapped a shot of the cross between arousal and pain on her face. She spread her legs, the denim pulling tight across her pussy. As he watched her he inwardly groaned at the thought of finally being in her pants, in her tight, virginal sheath, to be her first time. He aimed the lens towards his glances and snapped shot after shot. Suddenly her hand appeared as she started massaging herself through that tight denim, and that's when he had the most wonderfully erotic idea. "Baby, I know still shots are hot when taken the proper way, but how about a video? I'd love to see the way you transform from an angelic angel to a lusty sex kitten once you have a big cock inside you." Karen licked her lips and pressing harder, where he figured she'd found her clit, the rough denim rubbing herself, right to the edge of a powerful orgasm. Mmmm's were her response as her fingers left her craving-for-filling cunt and she pushed her shirt up. Braless, she exposed her hard nipples topped with her new nipple piercing. A chain connected her nipples and from the center of the chain dangled a heart shaped pendant, the point of the heart pointing down to her secret treasures no man had ever been before. He flew off the bed and took the video camera out of the bag and proceeded to set up the tripod. "Daddy..." she paused, awaiting his reaction, smiling when she noticed his cock jump, "...do you like my nipple rings, they hurt like hell, but I can only imagine what sweet torture they'll prove to be." Sam nodded, hardly knowing what to say and was totally overcome by lust. "Yes, I LOVE your new jewelry." Quickly, Sam pointed the lens towards the bed and looking through the viewfinder, making sure it had the entire bed in view. Slowly now, as he approached the bed, he watched her, wet denim against her pussy, hard nipples with chains and he wrapped his hand around his prick. Stepping up next to the bed, he brushed the head of his cock against her lips again. Her tongue flicked out and licked him. More heat formed between her legs and then she pulled away from him. Kneeling on the bed, she faced her ass towards the camera and slowly pulled her jeans down over her hips and over her ass, a tiny thong appearing. Karen removed her jeans by feel and kept her eyes on Sam. His eyes were on her naked ass. Once her pants were to her knees she traced her fingers under the thread of the thong and released it from between her cheeks. Turning onto her back she kicked the jeans from her legs and her sheer thong was clearly wet and completely see through. Her swollen pussy lips extended beyond the fabric of the thong, exposing them slightly and her hard clit was clearly extended and seen. Sam traced his fingers down her belly to the top of her thong. Running his fingers under the fabric, he traced them over her pussy and she squirmed. "Touch me daddy, make me cum, I'm so fucking horny!" "Yes, dear, cum for your daddy." He rested his hand against her opening and focused his thumb against her clit. Pushing his forefinger into her, she moaned as her orgasm gripped her and he felt her contract around his fingers. Bucking her hips up to his hand, she rode out the hard waves of her orgasm and when her breathing was still ragged, she slumped back against the pillows and closed her eyes, mouth open. Stay Tuned for more... Karen's First BDSM Session. This is the fourth installment of Karen's adventures. Check out the others to put this one in sequence. CHAPTER 4 Arriving at home, I led Karen inside and removed her cape. She stood naked before me, her wrists tied behind her back, her hands resting on her beautiful ass and a glisten of moistness evident on her satiny thigh. Turning one of the chairs around, I had Karen straddle it, positioning her huge breasts over the back. The top edge of the chair wedged under her sweet melons, pushing them out seductively. Sitting down on the sofa in front of her, I pulled out the magazines that she had bought. Leafing through them, I was pleased to see one on bondage, one on tit tortures and one on punishment mostly whips and paddling. Those were the very things I had in mind for my beautiful captive. "So you felt guilty about cheating on your husband?" I began as I removed my own clothes. "Well, not exactly guilty about cheating. I didn't have much choice the way you had me tied up. What I felt guilty about, or feel guilty about is my wanting to do it again. It was so exciting." Karen confessed. "In that case, in addition to being enjoyed by me again, I think that on your husband's behalf, I should punish you for being unfaithful," I continued. Karen smiled softly. "I am pleased by the magazines you purchased. I hope they are a reflection of your fantasies because that's just what you are going to be getting." Karen was pleased. She wanted me to do to her body, the things or at least most of the things that were pictured in the three magazines and then fuck her until she screamed for more. I was about to oblige her. Tilting her chair forward so her breasts hung away from the chair, I picked up a piece of cord from the table. Making a loop, I lifted her firm tit and slid the loop all the way on to her breast. Pulling on the loose end, Karen watched in fascination as the loop drew tightly around her pendulous melon. I tugged it snug and then began to coil the excess cord around her tit several times. I tied the loose end to the loop in a slipknot. Karen could already feel the pressure on her huge tit as I began to bind her other breast. The blood flow to and from her breast was restricted and Karen felt her nipple stretch and flatten as her breasts began to feel cold. I finished binding her other breast and she knew it was only a matter of time before her tits fell asleep, as it were. I tipped her chair further forward, bringing her face to my cock. Karen opened her mouth and swallowed my cock hungrily. Her sucking felt wonderful as I reached over and slid my belt out of my pants. Doubling the belt over, I ran the smooth leather across Karen's smooth asscheeks. "While you suck on me, I'm going to spank you for being unfaithful to your husband. And I don't want to feel your teeth on my cock or I'll have to punish you for hurting me," I said tauntingly as Karen felt the leather brush over her naked body. Raising the belt, I brought it down across her sweet asscheeks with moderate strength. Her scream was muffled by the hugeness of my cock filling her mouth but her body lurched and Karen felt not only the pain across her sweet ass but also the tightness of her breast bindings as her huge tits swayed. I beat her several more times across the top of her beautiful ass as she continued to suck and feel her breasts losing sensation. Lifting her chair back up, Karen's sweet lips slid from around my shaft and we could both see that her breasts were becoming a bit discolored. Taking hold of her bound breasts, I squeezed them tightly and then lifted Karen out of the chair and walked her over to a long, narrow table in the middle of the room. My grip on her breasts felt weird to her but also a bit painful. She winced at my touch. I leaned over, pressing my tongue into her ear as my fingers slid across her stomach and down between her pussy lips. She was drenched. I leaned her body against the table and then guiding her bound arms over the far edge of the table I helped her to lie back. Her bound arms pointed towards the floor as she felt the table wedge against her shoulder blades as her head dangled over the edge. Her back arched and her ass lay across the other edge of the table. I sat down beside her and began to squeeze and pinch her bound titflesh as I heard her moan in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Letting go of her breasts, I walked around the table and stood in front of her long legs. "Lift your legs." I instructed and I saw Karen try to raise them. The angle was difficult and she couldn't get the leverage so I reached down and helped her. She lifted her long, tapering legs up until they pointed at the ceiling. In this position, her back lay flat on the tabletop as her head dangled over the edge. "Now spread them." I said and slowly Karen pressed her legs apart until they were spread as wide as they could be. I gazed down at her seething pussy and her bound titflesh and smiled to myself. One rarely finds such a willing subject. I stepped forward and rubbed the tip of my ramrod across her drenched pussy lips. Karen shuddered. Her huge, bound tits stood out obscenely in their bindings as I slipped my ramrod into her dripping cunt. Wrapping my fingers around her sculptured thighs, I pulled my body forward and filled her drenched pussy with my ramrod. As I began to thrust into her tightness, her body moved but her bound tits did not roll on her chest as they usually did when she got fucked and it felt weird to her. I reached forward to her bound breasts and wrapped my fingers around them. Karen winced in pain as I thrust in and out of her magnificent body and pulled gently on her sleeping titflesh. Karen's breasts were turning darker and it was time to untie them. As I continued to fuck into her clasping pussy, I reached up to the two slipknots and untied her bindings. As I thrust into her again and again her tits heaved and I pulled on the ends of the cords as the thin rope unwound from around her heaving tits until they were free. Loose, her tits bounced violently on her chest as I rammed harder and harder into her open body. Karen's tits ached as she felt circulation begin to return and the sensation of pins and needles covered her massive titflesh. "My tits feel so weird. I can't believe it," she gasped between breaths as I thrust deep into her soft, warm body over and over again. My hands came to her tits and I began to knead her wonderful breasts like soft dough. Karen whimpered in pain as her pussy grasped at my invading ramrod and her long legs wrapped around my body and she gently kicked my ass every time my cock entered her body. She lifted her head and screamed in lust as her muscles increased their grip on my penetrating manhood. "Something new," I said as my hand left her tit and reached over for the belt. Karen threw her head back as she felt the leather strike across her panting breast. Her head flew up and she screamed as she saw my face smiling at her and the belt rising for yet another strike at her abused tits. I hit her several times across her panting breasts and her inner muscles ravaged my cock with each stroke until my balls erupted, spewing hot cum deep into her body as her beautiful tits heaved with dark red lines across her nipples. I dropped the belt and kissed her deeply. Her tongue thrust deep into my mouth and we sucked on each other for a few moments. Easing out of her vise grip, she released her grip on my hips and I slid my cock from between her legs. I helped her to sit up and then lean against the table. Her arms were still bound behind her and her huge tits thrust forward as they regained their creamy pink color. I moved to sit down on the sofa as Karen remained leaning against the edge of the table. Her breasts were truly magnificent. I nodded at her and Karen walked toward the sofa. Standing directly in front of me, she smiled down at me and sank to her knees. Expertly, she bent forward and maneuvered my spent shaft between her soft lips and sucked gently on my manhood. As her lips and tongue moved lower, I slid forward until I felt her mouth engulf my balls as she laved them with her tongue. I watched as this magnificently beautiful woman pleasured my cock and balls. Finally, I lifted Karen up on her knees and kissed her deeply. Easing her onto the sofa, I rolled her gently onto her back and softly sucked her beaten nipples between my lips. Gently I kissed and teased her tender titflesh bringing her nipples to a hardness that surprised even Karen. It was time for Karen to continue. Taking her by the arm, I walked her upstairs to my bedroom. Karen looked at the king sized bed and realized that this was where she would be spending a lot of time. I sat down on the edge of the bed and then turned her body around. She shuddered as she felt my hands slide down over her bound arms and I released the leather strip that held her wrists. "I want you to go in there and clean yourself out, completely." I instructed as I nodded in the direction of the bathroom. Karen slowly walked into the bath as I watched her magnificent ass sway and her huge tits bounce gently with each step. She turned on the shower and then tying her long hair back with a rubber band, she climbed in. She soaped her body and then washed her drenched pussy thoroughly. Then wrapping a towel around herself, she walked back into the bedroom. She gazed at the bed and noticed four leather cuffs, each with soft fur on the inside and several metal rings on the outside. She was scared but excited as I smiled up at her. To be continued... Please vote and send some feedback. Quimmaster Karen's First Time I'm fifty five and if I had to nominate the most memorable sex I had ever had then I wouldn't have to think very hard, the choice would be easy. Note that I said the most memorable sex ever -- not the best. It was back when I was twenty three and I went out with a girl called Karen. She was very slim, with an almost boyish figure. In a short skirt her legs looked fantastic, but given her slim build it was pretty inevitable that she was distinctly flat chested. I have always had a preference for something that's a nice handful, though I'm not saying there isn't a case for small, perfectly formed breasts. If you're a man you've just got to love tits, no matter what size they are. The real problem wasn't the size of her tits, it was the fact that I wasn't getting much else. We'd been going out for nearly two months and I'd got nowhere. Yes she'd let me feel her tits and eventually I'd managed to slip my hand inside her knickers, but that was very strictly rationed. The worst part of it was that she didn't really seem interested. On the rare occasions that I got to touch her pussy she didn't give much sign of being aroused. She didn't get very wet and there was no heavy breathing, none of the sighs and moans that I'd been used to hearing from other girls. I was thinking she was a bit under-sexed or perhaps she was just saving it for Mr. Right, because I was pretty certain that she was still a virgin even though she was eighteen. She was a nice girl, but shy and rather inhibited, and everything about her spoke of virginity. I have to be honest and say that inevitably I saw that as a challenge and hoped that I would be the one who got to remove her knickers and claim the prize. I could certainly imagine that the sex would be very good -- that slim build and boyish hips meant that she had a lovely tight pussy. Several times returning home after another night of frustrated fumbles I had jerked off thinking how pleasant it would be to spread her legs and explore virgin territory. However it became clear that our relationship was going nowhere and that my dreams of taking her virginity were going to stay just that -- dreams. We'd been out one night and I was returning her home, wondering idly if I was going to have any luck tonight and whether it might be best to call it a day -- I couldn't imagine that Karen would be upset, perhaps she might even beat me to the punch. We got to her street and a broken down car and a breakdown truck were blocking the road, but that wasn't really a problem because a driveable track led round to the back of her parent's house and I could easily park there and we could go in through the garden gate. I parked up and it was the sort of June night that we don't see enough of in England -- no breeze and a lovely warm evening. We went quietly in through the garden gate and approached the house from the rear. There was a dim light visible through a gap in the lounge curtains. Karen remarked that was odd because her parents were out and not expected back until quite a bit later. She said that Debbie and Dave must be in. Debbie was her twenty one year old sister and she was engaged to Dave, with the wedding being arranged for next year. "Let's see what my sister's getting up to," said Karen and approached the gap in the curtain. I think it shows how naïve and inexperienced she was in that she was presumably thinking they might be indulging in a bit of kissing and cuddling on the settee. She stopped close enough to the window to be able to see in, but not so close that she would be visible to the occupants of the room. I moved behind her and peered over her head. What I saw was startling. Debbie was naked except for a pair of white satin panties and was just in the process of kneeling on the floor. Even in my shocked state I registered that she really did have a lot more curves than her younger sister. Dave was stood above her, naked though his trousers were round his ankles. His cock stood out rigidly in front of him. It was an incredibly striking scene. They were an attractive couple and would have graced any porn movie. Debbie had curves in all the right places and a lovely pair of tits with prominent nipples (she must have been very aroused!). Dave looked much more athletic than I expected -- a broad chest and flat stomach and a cock that he could be justifiably proud of. Even in the dim light the bulbous head and prominent veins were clearly visible. The voyeuristic element only added to the eroticism of what we were seeing; it was as though we were watching our own personal porn movie and I could feel my cock straining at the front of my trousers. Kneeling in front of him Debbie gently cupped his balls. I had put my hands on Karen's hips, but now I slid them smoothly upwards and cupped her breasts. She was wearing a T-shirt, but no bra and her nipples were encouragingly prominent -- it felt like they were trying to poke a hole in the material. With one hand still cupping his balls Debbie wrapped her other hand round the base of his cock and began a gentle pumping action. After a few strokes she looked up and gave a wicked grin, lowered her head and her tongue flickered out and with a few rapid, reptilian flicks teased the end of Dave's cock. He groaned, so she did it again; I began to squeeze Karen's tits, she stayed completely motionless, but the tension was incredible. Again Debbie lowered her head this time taking the tip of Dave's penis into her mouth and seemed to swirl her tongue around in a way that obviously gave Dave exquisite pleasure. After a brief spell of that she paused and licked her lips. Then she looked up and gave Dave another wicked grin, it was very clear just how much she was enjoying pleasuring him. Later I did wonder if it was this which influenced Karen so much -- the fact that her sister wasn't just having sex, she was revelling in it, taking the lead role and making it clear with her every movement just how much pleasure she was getting from giving pleasure to her man. My left hand continued to feel Karen's breast, but my right hand slid down and began to stroke her pussy through her skirt. Now Debbie's mouth slid back down and took all of Dave's penis into her mouth. She was really deep throating him, her lips reaching the base of his cock. Dave's head was thrown back, his eyes shut tight in what almost seemed to be an anguished grimace, but clearly was an experience so exquisitely wonderful that it was almost painful. However the most striking thing was the look on Debbie's face. Even now over thirty years later it's still etched in my memory as the most erotic thing I've ever seen. Her eyes were half closed, normally that might have made her look sleepy, but her eyelids were weighed down with lust; that was all it was, pure lust was on her face. My right hand slid up Karen's skirt and between her legs. I didn't think my cock could get any harder, but I'll swear it stiffened further when I felt how wet her panties were. They'd never even really got damp before, now they were well beyond that, they were incredibly wet. Meeting no resistance I slid my hand inside and slipped a finger into her love tunnel. I've said what a lovely tight pussy she had, but tonight was different, it was all warmth and wetness. I was slightly distracted when Dave disengaged himself from Debbie's oral attention, hurriedly kicked his trousers off and threw himself between Debbie's legs. It was clear they were going to fuck and it took them out of our view and broke the voyeuristic spell. I've never been as aroused since then as I was at that moment. My need to fuck Karen was urgent and all consuming. It was the only thing I could think about, nothing else mattered, I had to push my cock into her cunt and empty my balls inside her. I pulled her down onto the lawn and we kissed greedily. My hand went straight back between her legs, but this time I tugged feverishly at her knickers. There was no complaint, no attempt to stop me, and in seconds a pair of white knickers were tossed to one side. Hurriedly I unzipped my trousers and took my cock out. I moved between her legs and our eyes locked on each other as I positioned my cock against the entrance to her virgin pussy. Mindful of her inexperience I managed to control myself and instead of thrusting wildly I penetrated her as smoothly and carefully as I could. Even in the midst of such incredible passion she still managed to suppress her emotions. As my cock slid between her cunt lips she closed her eyes and gave a barely audible gasp. At that stage in my life there had only been three women I'd had sex with and since then there has only been one, but none of them were anything like Karen. That slim build and those narrow, boyish hips gave her the tightest cunt imaginable. Even though her love juices were finally in full flow, there was still an overwhelming feeling of tightness. A wonderful velvet grip that squeezed my cock and drove every other sensation from my mind. All I could feel was my prick in her cunt - there was nothing else. I'm surprised I didn't come straight away, but somehow I did manage to exercise some control. Nevertheless after a few strokes it was clear that I couldn't hold out and even if I pulled out I was still going to cum. I gave one last thrust and then groaned as my prick jerked and jerked and fired several bursts of cum into Karen's virgin pussy. We clung to each other for a while, then Karen said rather curtly that she had to go. I was surprised, and disappointed, at that. I wanted to hold her, caress her, share what we had had together and at last experience some intimacy with this shy and reserved young woman. But it wasn't to be. She insisted she had to go, quickly pulled her knickers back on and hurried into the house. Stood in the garden feeling somewhat rejected I wandered back towards my car. On the drive home I had time to reflect on the fact that I hadn't even vaguely worried about birth control, perhaps Karen was on the Pill, I really had no idea whether she was or she wasn't. Well it was too late to worry now, the deed was done. The way Karen had bolted indoors had taken some of the gloss off it, but still I had done it, I had removed her knickers and fucked her virgin pussy. Mind you I knew that wasn't down to my charms, it was clear that if we hadn't witnessed the full-blooded way in which Debbie embraced the sexual act then Karen wouldn't have acted in the way she did. I did hope that we had crossed a line and our relationship would move on to a new, more physical level. I rang Karen the following day and she said she wasn't free to see me during the week, so I had to wait until the following weekend. It was immediately clear that the barriers were back in place, and if anything they had been reinforced. She seemed embarrassed by what had happened and without going into details made it clear that there wasn't going to be any repeat. She did also leave a clear hint that it was the wrong time of month, so at least I knew I didn't have any worries on that front. Instead of bringing us together, it just seemed to force us apart. Karen's attitude seemed to be that she had been caught in a moment of weakness. Perhaps she felt I had taken advantage of her, but caught in such an intensely erotic situation any red-blooded male would have done what I did. We split up soon afterwards. Ironically a couple of months later I started going out with Kim, one of Karen's closest friends. We hit it off really well and although she was also a virgin there was none of the coldness and reserve which I had experienced with Karen. Sex came naturally and was wonderful, passionate and exciting and eventually we got married. We've been married for nearly thirty years now and whilst we've had our ups and downs it has been pretty good. We still see Karen two or three times a year. She stayed single for quite a while, but then married a man fifteen years older than her. They seem happy, though there are signs that the physical side of their marriage came to a halt years ago. There's no residual attraction left between Karen and I. Though I have to be honest and say that if she made it clear that she wanted to have an affair with me I would be very tempted. But I haven't seen the slightest indication that it's at all likely to happen. Nevertheless there was a recent occasion which triggered a memory of that June night. We were at a dinner party when one of the wives told us in a part-amused, part-shocked tone how she had accidentally turned on the porn channel at a hotel they were staying at and been confronted with film of a woman enthusiastically sucking a man's dick. We all laughed at her description, but my eyes caught Karen's and it was obvious what we were both thinking. I know it gave me an instant hard-on and I wondered if it made her wet. Perhaps not, but there must be times when she thinks back to that warm summers' night and how she was swept along by a wave of passion and allowed me to take her virginity. I know I do.