10 comments/ 81286 views/ 13 favorites Lost Virginity By: Grey Eagle 286 He stood on the sidewalk in front of the huge Hotel feeling like an idiot. Sweat ran down his neck and into the tight high collar of his uniform. Damn, it was a hot humid night in New York City. He didn't want to be here in the first place. He was uncomfortable at these affairs. He never knew what to say. He had nothing in common with any of the people who would be there except his friend. He clutched the sword case and felt very self-conscious about it. A very long Limousine pulled up in front of him. The rear window slid down. "Pardon me, are you waiting for a ride to the Baxter- Adams Wedding?" He shook himself, "Yes I am." "Well, jump in we are running late." He slipped in the large limo and found himself sitting beside a very attractive young lady. He stared at her. Blond hair framed a gorgeous face and big blue eyes. "Haven't you ever seen a girl before?" "Sure, Ma'am, plenty of them, none as pretty as you though." "Are you kidding me, that line is as old as the hills." "I'm real sorry Ma'am, please forgive me, I only spoke the truth, I am not used to talking to girls. If I said something wrong, I am truly sorry." "Never mind, what is your name?" "I am Sean P. Murphy, Ma'am, actually I'm Sean P. Murphy the eighth." "Nice to meet you Captain Murphy. My name is Susan G. Martinson. You may call me Missus Martinson. Are you married Captain?" "No, Ma'am. Never found anyone I wanted to marry." "What do you do in the Marine Corps?" "I am an Attack/Fighter Pilot in FA-18 jets, Ma'am." "Where are you stationed Captain Murphy?" "Well, Missus Martinson, I am currently stationed at Marine Corps Air Station, Cherry Point, North Carolina." "Are you a friend of Captain Mike Adams?" "Yes I am, we have known each other for fourteen years, we were wives at the Naval academy." "Wives?" "Yes, wives, don't read something in that that is not there. Every Midshipman there refers to his roommates as his 'wife' or 'wives'." "You must end up knowing them as well as a man would know his wife after living with him for years." "You are correct about that, except there is no sex involved of course." "Why, I had sex with my roomies in college." "What?" "You heard me." "I guess it may have happened with some guys. I never heard of it though." "Do you like girls?" "Hell yes, I have very little experience with girls. But I can safely say I admire girls and love everything about them." "What do you like about me?" "Ah! Er, Umm, I guess I would say I like the way you look, the way you smell, and if I had the chance I would probably like the way you feel. I like your voice, your smile, and most everything about you." "Are you sure you haven't had much to do with girls?" "Yes, Mam. I am kind of scared of girls." "For heavens sakes why?" "I am afraid of the way they make me feel, I seem to say the wrong thing a lot. I am anything but smooth." "I think you would do quite well with the ladies if you just gave yourself a chance." "What kind of chance do I have, I have spent four years out of the last five in Iraq or on an Aircraft Carrier. When I am stateside I am usually stationed at Cherry Point. There are probably ten thousand single guys stationed there. Maybe a thousand eligible girls live anywhere around there. Most of their parents run Marines off with shotguns if their daughters get anywhere near them." "Why, are Marines that bad?" "No they are just like any other young guys, only they get transferred often and leave a lot of widows behind." "Oh! My!" "What do you do Missus Martinson? Do you have kids, a job, how do you keep busy?" "No, I have no children and I do have a job. Well it is not a real job, I do volunteer work at a hospital five days a week, I love helping take care of the sick children." "Your husband doesn't want you to work?" "I don't have a husband, we are divorced." "OH! I mean I'm sorry, Oh! No, I am really not, I mean I'm glad......... I mean, I'm all mixed up. Let me start over, please." "You don't have to. It's OK." "Do you see what I mean, I can't even talk right when I am with a beautiful woman. I'll probably start drooling next." "I think you are very cute, you make me laugh." "Hey! Please don't say I'm cute where anyone else can hear you. I think there is a law of some kind against big, tough as nails, Marines being called cute. I ruins our image." "I think you are sweet too!" "Hush Girl! They will drum me out of the Corps if some body hears you." "Listen Captain Murphy, Stay with me after the wedding and I'll give you a ride back to the hotel. All right?" "Yes Ma'am, that would be really great." After the wedding Sean looked around for the girl. He finally saw her talking with a very large handsome man. She turned and started walking away from him. The big man grabbed her arm and pulled her back. He pulled her to his chest as she struggled against him. Sean hear her hiss, "Let me go you bastard, just let me go!" Sean said, " Pardon me Susan, may I have this dance, may I cut in?" She looked at him and said, "Yes, I would love that, Sean." The big man turned toward him and snarled, "Get the fuck out of here Soldier boy before I shove that toy sword up your ass." Sean smiled at him. "I don't think it would fit, and I am sure you couldn't do it without a whole lot of help. I am not a little lady you can jerk around." The large guy swung a large fist at Sean who easily slipped the punch and grasped the man's arm and twisted it up behind the man's back. Sean held upward pressure on the wrist and bent the hand backwards. The man screamed in pain. A crowd gathered around and Sean told the man he would release him if he would quiet down and apologize to the lady. A couple of men told Sean to release the guy and they would take care of him. Sean slowly let the arm down but kept pressure on the hand and wrist. "Apologize and I'll let you go and we can all forget about it. OK?" "All right, let me go." Sean released the man and the man spun around and tried to kick Sean in the balls. Sean turned away with the kick and it glanced off his thigh. Not connecting with the kick threw the big man off balance but he recovered quickly and threw another punch at the Marine. It caught Sean on the cheek as he tried to dodge it. Sean shrugged it off and grabbed the man's arm again and quickly subdued him. He jerked up on the arm and kicked the man's legs out from under him. The man screamed again and there was a sickening snap as Sean dropped on the man's arm with his knee. Sean jumped to his feet. He stepped away from the man on the floor. The man lay on the floor sobbing and crying in pain. Sean picked up his sword and gave a bow to the girl, "I am sorry if I caused you any embarrassment. It was not my intention to do so." He turned and started away. He felt little hands pull at his arm. "Please don't go! Please let me stop the bleeding from your cheek. Oh! No! It is ruining your beautiful uniform. Here, my hankie will stop it some." "Hey, Sean," said a deep voice. "Are you OK?" They looked up to see the groom and bride standing there. Susan rushed to the bride and started crying that she was sorry she had ruined her wedding. Grace, the bride told her that it wasn't her fault her ex-husband had crashed the party. Grace said, "Honey, I know he was going to hurt you again. I just told the officer who had him in custody he was in violation of a court restraining order when he came near you." Sean looked at Susan, "He hurt you before?" She nodded. "If I had known that I would had not been so gentle with him." "Gentle?" smiled Grace. Her new husband grinned at her, "Yeah! Gentle. You should see him when he is angry. I out weigh him by seventy pounds or more. I wouldn't dream of starting a fight with him. I have never seen him start one but I have never seen him loose one either." Susan pulled his face down and gently wiped at his cheek. It had stopped bleeding. She dabbed at it tenderly then looked in his eyes. "Thank you so much." Then her soft warm lips pressed softly against his. He smiled, "Anytime girl, anytime at all. I can't stand to see any guy pick on a girl, I just hate it when they do that." Susan just stared at him softly smiling. She turned to Grace, "I think I like this guy." Grace smiled back, "I love him, almost as much as my man here. Mike talks about him all the time." Susan took Sean by the hand and told the bride and groom they would be right back, she was going to try and get the blood off his uniform before it was set. She pulled him to a service area and had him remove his jacket. She searched in her purse and found a small spray container. She sprayed something on the blood and blotted at it with a paper towel. Several more applications and the stain was gone. Only a damp spot remained. He grinned at her. "Wow! Thank you. I thought it was ruined." "It's something my company makes. It works very well on most any stain if you get to it fast enough. I always carry some with me." "Susan, if I may call you Susan, would you do me the honor of dancing with me?" "Sean, I would love for you to call me Susan or Sue, and I would also love to dance with you." They moved onto the dance floor. They danced with air-space between them at first but before long they were pressed against each other. They looked into each other's eyes as they moved about the floor. She pulled his head down and brushed her lips across his cut cheek. "Is it still hurting?" "No, It feels better each time you do that. Would you like to get a cold drink and step out on the balcony and talk for awhile?" "Yes, I would like that." They found a bench where a cool breeze hit them. Neither of them touched their drinks. They just looked at each other. "Sean, please tell me all about Sean Murphy." "There is not much to tell. I grew up in Florida. I was an only child. My mother was a sweet gentle woman and I adored her. My dad was wonderful too. He took me hunting and fishing almost every weekend. They were both killed in a plane crash when I was sixteen. I have been on my own since then. I made good grades in school. I wanted them to be proud of me even though they were dead. I took a competitive exam for the Naval Academy and won an appointment there. My dad had been a Marine and I wanted to try that for a while. Now I think I would like to get out, find a job and settle down and start a family of my own. Now tell me about Susan." "My story is very much like yours. I do have an older sister. Our parents were killed in a auto wreck when I was Fifteen. Sis and I lived together until I got married. That was a big mistake, I would rather not talk about that right now. I did go to college and got a degree in business management." "Do you live with your sister now?" "Yes, I sure do. We get along well together. She had a bad marriage too and we both are leery of men now." "Please don't be leery of me, I could never do anything to hurt you. Never." He looked deep into her eyes. "I mean that!" "Oh! No! I am very comfortable with you. I want to know you much better. I think you are a very sweet, kind, gentle and considerate man." He grinned at her, "I try to be, but I have my dark side too. I guess you saw that tonight." "Gosh! That wasn't dark, you were rescuing me. He would have beat me again. I was in the hospital for a week last time. Oh! No! You are my hero for that. I was scared he would hurt you too. I really was. He is twice your size. I was amazed by the way you controlled him the first time. I started to scream for you not to trust him, but you were just magnificent the way you put him down effortlessly. I loved what you did then. He deserved it. I don't think anyone ever hurt him before." "If I had known he had hurt you that bad before, I would have broken both arms and both legs. If I ever see him again I may just do that." "Where did you learn how to fight like that?" "I took every class in every kind of Martial Arts I could find after my folks died. All through high school and college I did that. Then on vacations, having no one, I got tutored while everyone else went home. I mostly just use it to stay in shape now, except when I am rescuing beautiful girls." She smiled and blushed. "Sean, I'm hungry, let's find something to eat." "Sounds good to me." They found the buffet and it was in sad shape. Most of it was gone and badly picked over. She looked up at Sean, "How about I call for my car and we say good bye to the bride and groom and we will go get something to eat?" "Sounds good to me, I guess you are sort of stuck with me, I have no wheels up here. I can get a cab if you want me out of your hair." "No way, Captain, I need my hero with me incase I am molested again." "I'll take that job." "When do you have to be back in North Carolina?" "Monday, but I can stay longer if I want, I have forty days of leave I have to use or loose. I haven't taken any leave in years. Every twelve days I loose a day of paid leave." "You do need to take sometime off. What room are you in at the hotel?" "I couldn't get a room there, they are full, they are holding my bag for me. They said they would try and find a room for me near by. They didn't hold out much hope though because of some large conventions in town. I'll just get a cab to the airport and leave early." "No you won't. I know you are invited out on the boat tomorrow morning aren't you?" "Well, yes, but I won't know anybody there, except Grace and Mike. And they will be gone on their honeymoon." "Don't I count, you make me want to cry that you don't want to see me." she giggled. "I didn't know you would be there." "Good, it is all settled then." "It is?" "Yes, Captain Murphy, it sure is." When they walked out of the building the long limo was waiting. The driver opened the door and Susan got in first. When the driver was in the car it started forward. A tiny red light came on. "Where to, Missus Martinson?" "Just take us home. Pete." "Yes, Ma'am." The little light went out. "Where is home?" "Home is at the Hotel. Half the hotel is transients the other half is residences. My family has lived there for years. I grew up there." "Oh! I guess I'll pick up my stuff and be on my way." "You most certainly will do no such thing. You will stay with sis and I. Don't even try and change my mind. I told you it was all settled." Sean was not able to figure out where they were. He remembered none of the way they were going. Suddenly they dove down a ramp to an underground parking area and stopped at a large door. Pete ran around and opened the door for Susan. Sean got out his own door. Before Pete got back in the limo and drove off he said, "Nine in the morning Ma'am?" "Yes Pete , that will be fine, good night." A doorman opened the door for them and greeted Susan by name, "Good evening Missus Martinson." "Good evening, Ralph. How are you tonight?" "Just fine Missus Martinson." The elevator started up. Sean noticed the floor numbers didn't start until the twentieth floor. It stopped at the thirtieth floor. They got out and walked to a door just down the hall. She handed him the key. He opened the door and returned the key. The foyer was huge. Susan took his hand and yelled as loud as she could, "Bev! I'm home, I've got company." She grinned at him, "She runs about nude here most of the time." "Hey! Sue, I'll be right out." "Ok!" said Susan, "Come on in the living room. This door is to the room you will use. I'll call and have your bag sent up. I'm going to change in to something more comfortable. I'll be right back." Sean wandered around the room, looking at what he knew were priceless paintings and statuary. He heard a low voice say, "My, My, where did she find you?" He turned and found a very attractive woman looking at him. "Well, to be honest she picked me up off the street. She couldn't resist a man in uniform I guess." "Let me get a better look at you, I am Beverly Morgan, Sue's sister, You are?" "Captain Sean Patrick Murphy, the eighth, Italian Army at your service, Ma'am." The woman laughed. "Italian Army, bull shit. I know a Marine when I see one. And I might believe the Irish Army. I suppose you are going to tell me you are Italian." "I see the two of you met." Sue said as she entered. "Yes Dear, I met your Italian friend. Just a minute, someone is at the door." "Italian? You?" laughed Sue. "This bag must belong to the good Captain. Is he staying over tonight." "Yes he is. Do you mind?" "Hell no! I am happy for you Sis, It's about time. I have a date who may stay over too. We will see." She looked at Sue, "He is very cute. Let me know if you throw him back." Susan walked to Sean. "Pay no attention to her, she likes to shock people." She was now wearing sweat pants and a sports bra. Her hair was up in a ponytail. He loved how she looked. She said, "Why don't you put something more comfortable on. Sweats will be fine if you have them with you." He entered the room. Beverly was back in a second, she grabbed Sue's shoulders and whispered, "Wow, he is adorable, did you find him at the wedding?" "Yes, sort of, Tommy showed up at the wedding and started jerking me around, would you believe that Sean whipped his ass in about five seconds including breaking his arm?" "Sean whipped Tommy?" "Yes, it was no contest. He is the sweetest thing too!" "Baby, are you in love with him?" "I think so, but I need to know him better first." "I can't believe he hurt Tommy." "I know he could have easily killed Tommy if he had wanted to." "He seems so gentle and pleasant." "He is, don't get him angry though. I know he was as cool as a cucumber through the whole thing, he never got mad. Never cussed or anything until he found out Tommy had beat me before. You know Mike, he was Mike's roomy for years." "Now I know who he is, Mike raves about him all the time. Mike thinks he sun rises and sets with that guy. Haven't you heard Mike and Grace brag on him. I bet they put the two of you together on purpose." "I guess I wasn't paying attention then, I am now though, Oh! You look much more comfortable now, Sean, make your self comfortable. I was just telling Sis about the wedding." Sean grinned, "It was very pleasant, I enjoyed dancing with Susan very much. I rarely get to do that. Hell, I'll be honest with you. It was the best time of my life." "Sue said you met her ex. He is bad news anytime." Bev was startled by the instant change in Sean. His eyes narrowed, he looked as if he could kill, then he returned to normal. "I didn't care for him. He hurt Sue. I wish I had known that in advance. I would have hurt him." "Hell you broke his arm, isn't that enough?" "Not as bad as he hurt Sue, I don't care what his reason was, no one should do that to a poor defenseless girl like her. No one has that right." "Sean, for your information, Sue did nothing wrong. Nothing at all, he got drunk and beat her one night and she left him. He couldn't stand that." "I wouldn't be able to stand that either, that would kill me. But how could he blame her?" "We don't know." Beverly grinned at Sean, "I like you Captain, a whole lot, but if you hurt Sue I'll cut your balls off. I really will." "I will never hurt her, never in any way unless it is by mistake, like I forget her birthday or something. I don't think that will happen." He laughed, "I don't even know when her birthday is or how old she is. I need to learn all that stuff." Beverly looked at her watch and turned and ran for her room. "I have to get dressed, talk to you guys later." Sean stepped up close to Sue, "I like your sister." he said looking into her eyes, searching her face. "Would I be out of line if I kissed you?" Lost Virginity Special thanks to Imthediva2005 for her editorial assistance. All parties in this work were over 18! * A short while ago, I attended my 40th high school reunion. I saw many of the people that I had grown up with, hung around with, and a couple that I had dated. One of those was Jane. She was on the reunion committee and by some chance, my wife and I were seated at her table. She appeared a little chunkier than I remembered, but still sported a short pixie style hairdo, albeit gray rather than black. We caught up on what had happened to us since graduation, and went out on the dance floor. As we moved across the floor she whispered in my ear, "I remember dancing with you like this forty years ago." "So do I!" I replied. "And if you weren't attached, I'd take you back there!" she said with a wink. It was the winter of my senior year in high school, December 1965. Fall semester was almost over and the winter formal was just four weeks away. One of my buddies had been dating Jane for about a month or so, had a fight with her, and they broke up. I wasn't seeing anyone steady, and after securing his approval, I asked her to the dance, fully expecting to be turned down. It wasn't that I didn't think she liked me, but, even though I had gone on a couple of double dates with her and her best friend Debbie, I just didn't have a lot of self confidence. To my surprise, she said yes! I just couldn't believe my luck! Here I was, a tall, skinny, as yet unmotivated but, admittedly a really nice guy, going to winter formal with this petite brunette, who looked wholesomely hot in a two piece bathing suit. As co-captain of the Cross-Country team, I was fairly well recognized by the students and when word got out that this hot chick was going out with me I got a lot of teasing. Things on the order of when was I going to score, to which I answered, we were just friends and that nothing more was about to happen. I was what my mother referred to as 'a late bloomer', adult talk for someone socially and academically inexperienced. I was unbelievably naive! When I got a phone call from Jane asking if I would like to take her to a movie, I was ecstatic! I picked her up at 7, met her parents and was given instructions to have her home no later than 11. Off we went to the movies. "So, what do you want to see?" I asked. "Oh, I don't care." she replied, snuggling up to me in the car. Putting my arm around her, we made small talk until we got to the theater and went inside. After buying a bucket of popcorn, we stood in the back, letting our eyes adjust to the dark, I asked where she wanted to sit. "In the back. In the corner." she said. Hiding my disappointment at not sitting in the front row, we slid into the corner seats. The movie started and I slid my arm around her again, holding her close, my hand reaching her bicep. After a few minutes, she unbuttoned her cardigan and took my hand, putting it under the wool fabric. I cupped my hand around her small but full breast, uncomfortably aware of the tent forming in my chino's. Jane was also aware of my condition, taking advantage of it . Reaching for the popcorn, she extended her fingers and grabbed the head of my pants covered cock. I flinched with surprise. "Oops!" she said, looking up and smiling as she did so. Enjoying the teasing, and not quite sure what to make of it, I played along, asking her if she would like me to feed her, so she wouldn't make that mistake again. "Sure" she said, still sweetly smiling, "But it was no mistake." As she whispered that to me she gave my swollen manhood a good squeeze. I picked up a piece of popcorn to give her, placing it on her lips. She opened her mouth as if to eat it and it dropped past her chin, falling into her cleavage. I blushed! She said, "Well, don't just sit there! Go get it." Tentatively, I fished my hand down her blouse, between her young, but full breasts, finally grasping the kernel, and re-feeding her. We spent the better part of the movie, alternately watching it and playing around, doing a lot of light petting. Afterward, on the way back to her house, she suggested we go parking. "Where?" I asked. "Lets go up to Sleepy Hollow Road!" My mind was instantly filled with anticipation and dread! She wants to make out with me! I have an idea what to do, but I've never done it! When she finds out, she'll think I'm such a dork! Part of me wanted to tell her this was not such a good idea, but the head in my pants told me to go for it. Leaving the car running, with the heater blasting full tilt I leaned over to kiss her. Our lips met. Then I felt her tongue trying to worm its way into my mouth. I felt her tongue ripple across my teeth and I opened my mouth. My nuts were aching at this point, and my dick twitched with the new sensations I was feeling. Our tongues met. I pushed my tongue into her mouth, mimicking what she had done to me. Immediately, she began sucking voraciously on my tongue. Pulling me down on top of her, she managed to insinuate one of her legs between mine. I could feel the heat from her crotch as, I'm sure she could feel the heat from mine. Breaking the kiss as she pushed off the car seat, she whispered, "Unclasp my bra." After several seconds of fumbling, I finally succeeded. I slid my hand from her bare back, around to her side, feeling the slight swell of her breast. Continuing forward, I cupped the warm bare flesh of her tit. All the while, she continued rubbing her leg against my painfully rigid cock. My hand seemed to fit perfectly under the soft silky mound of flesh. I was soooo horny! I went to unbutton her blouse, so I could see this woman-child's heavenly body. "Unh Unh! Not tonight!" she teased. I started to withdraw the hand under her blouse and she stopped me. "I don't want to take away all your pleasure." She leaned upward, indicating that I should kiss her again. Our lips met, our tongues danced! She rubbed me with her leg. I moved my hand slightly, reveling in the warm softness of her breast when my thumb came in contact with her nipple. It was like an electric current shot up my hand to my shoulder, split off, continuing to both my heads. I had never felt anything so phenomenal! My brain short-circuited and my balls emptied their contents onto my boxers. I grunted into her mouth. as she continued rubbing, smearing my pearly essence all over the inside of my shorts. Breaking the kiss, she asked gently, "You feel better now?" A look of total embarrassment covered my face. "It's OK. I meant to do that." Looking at the clock on the dashboard, I sat up and disentangled from her delectable body. "We need to get you home" I stammered. She sat up, sidled over and tucked in under my arm, taking my hand and cupping her breast with it. "Can I ask you something?" she said. "Sure" I answered as we swung out of the parking space and headed for her house. "Are you a virgin?" I looked at her in total disbelief. What do I tell her? Do I lie and say no, or do I admit to having no experience with girls? Before I could answer, she said, "It's OK if you are! You have been incredibly sweet tonight." "It's that obvious, isn't it." I said back ,smiling weakly. "You've got great potential" she said leaning up to kiss me. "And I intend to tap into it!" When we arrived at her house, she redressed quickly, asking if I had plans for tomorrow. I told her no. "Good!" she said, "I'll call you" I got ready to walk her to her door and she stopped me, pointing at the widening wet spot in the front of my pants. "It's better if dad doesn't see that." she said pecking me on the cheek and giving my cock a quick squeeze. The next day, she called asking if I wanted to come over about seven. "Sure." I said, "What did you want to do?" "Just hang out. You know, get to know each other better, if you know what I mean." I arrived precisely at seven. She met me at the door wearing a tight tee shirt with no bra, and a tight pair of jeans. She told me her parents were at a dinner party and would not be home until late. Taking my coat she pointed to the couch and invited me to sit. Snuggling up next to me, we kissed deeply, our tongues caressing each other until she sucked mine into her mouth. I felt her unzipping my jeans and pulling them open, freeing up my stiffening rod. In return, I reached up under her tee, reveling in the warmth and softness of her breasts. Breaking the kiss, I lifted the fabric, gazing at her beautiful chest. Lowering my head, I kissed her between those perfect peachy hillocks, dragging my tongue up the swell until the tip touched her nipple. As it stiffened under the gentle assault of my tongue I heard her moan softly. Wrapping my lips around it, I sucked the tender fleshy bud into my mouth, secretly wishing she could feed me some of her warm milk. Letting go with a smack of my lips, I led my tongue down into the valley between and up the other side. Repeating the process and eliciting another moan, she said, "You are a quick study! Are you sure you've never done this before" "Not since I was six months old" I answered smiling at her. Getting me to sit up, she skinned off her tee shirt and helped me off with mine. Pushing me onto my back and kissing me again she rubbed her turgid nipples against my bare skin. It was then that I noticed she had put her leg between mine and started dry humping me again. Unwilling to resist, I let her do as she pleased. After all, it was her idea and I was enjoying the ride. Suddenly she got up, peeling off her jeans and stood in front of me wearing only a pair of dusty rose colored panties. "Look what you've done! You bad boy! You've made me wet!" she said standing inches from my face. I could smell the musky scent emanating from her crotch. Combined with the heavy dose of Shalimar, it was making me extremely horny. "You want to kiss it?" she asked, looking at me with those innocent eyes. "Yes" I croaked as she straddled my face, lowering herself slowly until my nose was pushing the dampened fabric of her panties up into the crevasse of her young sex. "I want to see how good you are at eating pussy. Show me what you can do" she cooed, thrusting her hips back and forth, driving my nose deeper inside. Pulling her panties aside, I stuck my tongue into her soft warm folds. She tasted like nothing I had ever experienced before, and I moaned as my tongue lapped up some of her juices. After just enough of her to get me truly excited, she arose from the couch and shucked the panties. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen and my cock was rock hard just looking. She pulled off my jeans and boxers and pushed my legs apart. Her face was mere inches from my manhood when she kissed the bloated head. Waiting until she knew I was watching, she let the crown slide in between her lips, rubbing her tongue along the underside. I groaned in ecstasy as I watched her bob up and down, taking more and more of me in her mouth with each stroke. "Oh God, Jane! That feels so good! If you keep that up much longer I'm gonna cum." "Good!" she mumbled onto my shaft as her hand frigged and her mouth sucked. Pulling off momentarily she said, "I don't want to waste any of this like last night." I reached out and snaked a hand down to her naked crotch, caressing the moist lips of her cunt, seeking the heat from within. My middle finger slid effortlessly in to her and she squirmed against it as I sunk in until the palm of my hand was being tickled by her sparse black bush. I thrust my hips up to meet her face as she pushed her hips down to keep my finger buried. As inexperienced as I was, it did not take long for my brain to reach overload. "Oh Jeeezus! I'm cummimg!" I said, grunting loudly as I felt each spurt of sperm shoot out my cockhead. I heard her moaning as well, each time my cock spat. She was swallowing my cum! All of it! Well, almost all of it! A little dribble escaped from the corner of her mouth , dripping down her chin. "Mmmm! You taste good! Now it's your turn to make me cum. But before you do that, kiss me" I eagerly obliged, stuffing my tongue into her sperm soaked oral cavity, tasting myself for the very first time. It was warm and salty, almost bitter, and I didn't care much for it, but she was totally turned on by it. Who was I to complain! "Now use your fingers and your tongue. Get me off." she said parking her lithe young body on the other end of the couch, spreading her legs and opening her pussy for me. Crawling up her body I kissed her foot, dragging my tongue up her inner calf, her thigh, until I reached the pink flesh of her vaginal opening. Spreading her lips with my right hand, I slid one finger inside watching as my digit got swallowed up by her tightness. Lowering my head I began licking from the palm of my hand up the slit and into her bush. "Not so high" she whispered, squirming on my finger. "Go for the little button at the top of my slit." Finding what she indicated, I fluttered my tongue against it. "Yes! That's it! Right there! Oooh! That feels good! Lick my clit!" I alternated between flicking the fleshy button and rasping it with my tongue. Her scent became stronger, as did the taste of her. I also noticed my hand was wetter. Accidentally, a second finger slid into her, making her moan and grab the back of my head. I took the nub of her clit, which seemed to have grown, into my mouth, gently grazing it with my teeth. My fingers were sliding in and out of her wetness with ease and speed. She bucked her hips against the dual assault, her moans growing louder and longer. My fingers began to cramp, but I didn't dare pull them out. I didn't want to stop! I wanted her to come! All over my face, my hand. I wanted to show her as much pleasure as she had shown me, but my fingers ached. With out pulling out, I flexed them while they were buried to my palm inside her heavenly warmth. "Oh! Oh!" she stammered. I thought I had done something wrong, so I stopped. "No! Don't stop! Do it some more! Please!" Sucking voraciously on her burgeoning clit I shoved my fingers in, flexing them, scratching the front wall of her tight cunt. It felt a little spongy, but made her moan every time I scratched. "Oh Fuck! Oh yes! Don't stop! I'm..I'm ...cumming!" She bucked and screamed as I felt the interior muscles of her love tunnel squeeze my fingers. Feeling more wetness on my chin, I let go of her clit and licked up her liquid essence. I looked up at her face, still set in an orgasmic grimace. She panted, "Fuck me! Now! I need it in me!" I crawled up her body and poised myself to enter her. I stopped, remembering that I had no condoms, and told her so. "No need! I'm on the pill! Now FUCK ME!" Lowering myself down, she grabbed my shaft, placing the head between her honey soaked lips. I pushed in slowly, gently basking in the extreme pleasure of entering a woman for the first time. The warmth of her drew me deeper and deeper until our hairs met and my balls bumped against her ass cheeks. Pulling out equally slowly, I watched as my manhood emerged, shiny with her juices. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Part of me wanted to freeze that moment for ever, and part of me wanted to continue mating with the petite pixie pinned beneath me. I pushed back in. She moaned, encouraging me to fuck her faster, harder, promising it would not hurt. I began sawing in and out of her sweet, tight womanhood, bending over to share a kiss, or nuzzle her neck, or take a nipple in my mouth and make love to it. I was reaching the point of no return. I asked if she wanted me to pull out. She shook her head no, shoving her hips upward to meet my downward thrusts. I could feel the semen as it rushed from my balls down my shaft. At that moment she panted, "Oh god! You feel so big!" I felt as if the head of my penis had blown apart as I shot wad after wad of pearly fluid into her eager, cloying womb. Totally spent, I collapsed on top of her, whispering in her ear how awesome it was to make love to her. Recovering my senses, I asked what I could do to get her off again. "Play with my clit. Eat my pussy" she said as I pulled my spent manhood from her drooling gash. Settling down, I watched as my seed leaked from her for a moment before stuffing two fingers inside and rubbing my tongue on her swollen clit. I must admit, I liked the taste of both of us much better than me alone, and she told me how much of a turn on it was to be eaten after a good fuck. She grabbed the back of my head and pushed my face into the soft, warm folds of her swollen cunt. I licked and sucked on the well lubed lips, thrusting my tongue inside to taste more of her. "Oh fuck! Oh God yes! Don't stop!" she squealed. I pushed my fingers deep inside her again. Almost immediately she came again, trying to crush my fingers as she spasmed and moaned. Pulling my cum and honey soaked fingers from her gash I offered them to her and she eagerly sucked them clean. We kissed, got up, got dressed, and I left, totally sated, hoping she was too. I called her the next day and we had a very frank discussion about our evening activities. She told me that she liked me, and thought of us a very good friends, but she was disturbed by my 'making love' comment. I apologized for the misunderstanding, agreeing that we needed to stay friends, even though, down deep, I did not feel that way. We did end up going to winter formal together and having a really good time. Shortly before the dance ended, she informed me that she and Bill had reconciled their differences and were getting back together. I took her home. We kissed deeply for one last time and she gave my raging hard-on a squeeze. As the dance ended, Jane looked up at me and smiled. "Daydreaming?" she asked as she pressed her pelvis into mine. "Yup!" I replied, smiling back, as she gave my raging hard-on a squeeze. Lost Virginity! My affair with Joan and although I was 19 I still hadn't let a man go 'all the way' with me and now I was in University was dating this man I'd met who I felt attracted to. On a date we often petted and I'd let him fondle and suck my breasts. His hands would wander and he would try to get into my shorts or under my skirt, and as much as I liked it I always stopped him before he got near my private area. He would be quite hard and on occasion I'd feel his cock hard through his pants as he would press it against me when he could, and I loved the feeling of control it gave me. It did make me very horny as well and I loved the feeling, after our date I'd usually masturbate to give myself the relief I needed. One night after we were at a movie we went parking as usual then we would get in the back seat of his car and began kissing and petting each other. Soon he had pushed my sweater and bra pushed up to free my tits and was soon licking and sucking them and I laid back enjoying his attentions. I admit to being turned on and after my affairs with Joan felt 'ready' and finally decided to 'go all the way' with him. Soon his hands moved down over my hips to my legs, I was wearing a pleated skirt so it was no trouble for him to get his hands under it to caress my thighs and up feeling my pussy through the thin material of my panties. I was wet and ready so when he went to pull my panties down I just lifted my hips and let him, and when they were below my knees lifted a leg to free my foot. So with one foot on the seat I was sort of scrunched against the door with my other foot on the floor and as he moved between my legs I reached down again and took hold of his cock. It was so stiff I loved the feel of it as I brought it to my pussy. I had gotten used to being teased there by Joan and always found it exciting, now I had a live warm stiff cock in my hand and rubbed the head against my pussy enjoying the feel of it, then let it slide into me and he started to stroke me. I loved the feeling and automatically slid down more and was relaxed and enjoying it, when he suddenly without warning pulled out and squirted his cum all over my tummy. This annoyed me as I was really getting aroused and I wanted more. We stayed there and kissed and chatted for a while then after some time we tried again with the same result, although this time I asked him to hold it till I was ready. Again he shot his load long before I was ready and this time I masturbated to finish the job. He said something to me that I was to hear a lot of in the future, and that was 'how good it was' and, as enjoyable as it felt, I was disappointed at not getting an orgasm from it. I discussed the experience with Joan later who suggested I should make him wear a condom, and telling me not to let him enter me until I was almost ready then she said I'd be better able to 'match' him. We tried it again a few times later with a similar result, and although it was better it was still not as satisfying as I'd have liked, if anything it made me appreciate what Joan did for me more. After all I'd read about sex I was disappointed in penetration. I dated a couple of other men with similar results and finally had sex with one man who was good at controlling himself. He would spend more time with foreplay to bring me on, so sex with him got to be quite enjoyable. also he was the first man to go down on me and give me head, he truly loved eating pussy, and I would suck his cock. Now that was something I really enjoy to bring me on is sucking a cock, I love the warmth and velvety feel of it and learned to really tease it with my tongue, as well as 'deep throat' it. He taught me well and although I had trouble taking the cum in my mouth at first, I soon got used to it. Later I was to find that not too many men wanted to 'go down' and really give me a good time with their tongues as the porn I'd read led me to believe. It was hard to pin point what was wrong at first, then I realized one thing was the emotional exchange was missing, with men it was pure lust whereas with Joan it was love, to just hold hands or go for a nice walk was arousing in it's intimacy. When I was home from University I played with Joan when I could get the chance, as I found her loving in many ways to be more fulfilling. We would take our time to caress and please one another not just once or twice, but often quite a few times just for the sheer pleasure it gave us. I could quite easily have become a lesbian then I think, as I've found women to be more pleasing and considerate in so many ways, but I was young and arrogant enough to think I could change the way people reacted to me. When I was at university I thought I'd forget Joan and move on, but found that wasn't as easy as I thought. She wrote me beautiful letters telling me how she missed me, and how much she adored me and I had to admit I missed her too. Lost Virginity and Boy Did It Hurt My name is Natalie and this is the story of how I lost my virginity. I can best describe it as great pleasure followed by great pain. I was a virgin up until my second year in college when I had just turned 20. I hadn't even dated much, and when I did go out it was more of a platonic type date rather than something hot and heavy. I preferred to spend my time reading and studying rather than going out with guys. I was a real virgin who knew nothing about sex. Oh sure, I took biology courses and had the knowledge and the mechanics of sex in my head. I knew how sex was performed by two people and knew where babies came from, but beyond that I was clueless. I've had such a high sex drive for most of my adult life that the idea that there was a time where I could be uninterested in sex seems almost strange to me. I didn't even masturbate; having no idea that one could give oneself sexual pleasure (to tell truth, I still don't preferring sex to self-pleasure). When I was with my girlfriends, they would talk about "boys" and the dates they went on but it really didn't interest me. I knew that one day it would happen and I would take the plunge into womanhood, but not today. It's not that I grew up in a prudish family who didn't believe in sex. My parents were very open with my siblings and myself and didn't impose any Victorian values on us. We were free to explore as we saw fit as long as we knew the dangers out there. I just happen to not take much notice to sex the first part of my life. So here I was in college having just turned 20 and with no sexual experience under my belt. One fact you need to know: I was on birth control. My doctor had placed me on them to help in some issues during my periods. They did help and I took them religiously just as I would a vitamin supplement. It also saved me from getting pregnant from my very first lover Hans, but I'm getting ahead of myself. I met Hans in the library. He was quite charming and good looking (very good looking as a matter of fact) and he invited me out to the campus hangout for coffee. I told him that I would only after I get my homework completed, and he agreed and worked on his own assignment while waiting for me. About an hour later we were on our way for our "date" at the coffee bar. We had a good chat and I found out that he was from Florida and was majoring in sports injuries, or something to that affect. At 29, he was a senior having just gotten out of the military and was going back to school using his government benefits. I have to admit that I was intrigued with the idea of an older, more experienced man interested in me. When he asked me out for a proper date the next weekend I accepted immediately. When I got home my head was swimming. I was very taken back at how handsome he was and then the self-doubt came in. I didn't consider myself very good looking and wondered why he was interested in me. I decided to just go for it and have a good time. I then put it out of my mind and spent the next few days until my date studying. Friday night came (the beginning of a three day weekend) and I actually grew excited. Hans came to my home (an apartment I shared with two other girls) and picked me up and we walked to our dinner destination. Afterwards, we went to a movie and then he took me home, holding my hand as we walked. It was so romantic. He got me safely to my home and gave me a peck on the cheek and asked me if he could take me out the following day. I immediately agreed and Hans departed while I went into the apartment. As I lay there bed I thought about Hans and I actually began to think what it would be like to be held in his arms. The first stirrings of my future sexual self was starting to come out. The next day Hans picked me up and we went to the nearest BART station (the subway system for the San Francisco Bay area) and took it across the bay to San Francisco. We then found our way to Fisherman's Wharf where he took me on a trip to Alcatraz Island (the old prison island) for some sightseeing. It was my first time there. When we came back ashore we went out to a very nice seafood restaurant and had a wonderful conversation. We really hit it off and I felt like we had a wonderful time talking, walking, and just being together. I still couldn't believe that such a handsome, older man was attracted to me. This second date definitely began to stir up my deep, inner, sexual feelings that I didn't know even existed within me (later I realized that it was pure lust). He got me back home safely but this time we kissed. It wasn't my first kiss but it sure was the best one I'd ever received up to that point. We made arrangements to go out again the next day (Sunday) in the afternoon. I had to study in the morning and even though I wanted to spend the entire day with him, my head was screwed on tightly enough for me to realize that I needed to study before any personal pleasure. I told Hans that I needed to do some school work first and understood and he said that we would pick me up in the afternoon and we would take it easy and relax. When Hans picked me up the next afternoon we first went out to get something to eat and then we walked around dong some window shopping. As it got to be about 5 p.m. he invited me to his apartment that was not too far away from where I lived. I felt safe with him so I accepted and off we went, hand in hand, to his home. When we arrived I found that he lived in a one room apartment which was part of a duplex. It was near Shattuck Avenue (for those from Berkeley) but with lots of shrubbery and flowers all around the various homes, it seemed to block off the traffic noises. He invited me inside and when I entered I found that he kept a neat bachelor's pad and made me feel at home. I almost expected for him to change into a "sex demon" and attack me on the spot. I don't know why, but this was the first time I'd ever been in a single man's home, and I really didn't know what to expect. He made us a little snack and we relaxed on his couch watching television. He then did something that I mark as my very first sexual experience: He put my feet onto his lap, slipped off my sandals, and started to give me a foot rub. I'd never had one before. It was so sensual and felt absolutely wonderful. Sure, I've given myself ones when my feet were sore, but never has a man taken my feet and rubbed them, and I'm here to tell you that I thoroughly enjoyed it. Give me a foot massage today and I'm all yours. We talked as he massaged my feet. I didn't know if he had any ulterior motives, I just know that I enjoyed that handsome man rubbing my feet and toes. As we talked his hands were getting higher and higher on my legs. I was wearing a long dress and I soon noticed his hands were up past my knees. It was feeling quite good so I didn't protest. To tell you the truth, I liked what he was doing and was even getting a bit excited. As his hands reached higher I felt him move toward my inner thigh and I suddenly got a very pleasant feeling between my legs that I'd never felt before. Today I know that this feeling was me getting aroused, but at the time I'd never been stirred or sexually stimulated in any sense of the word. Remember, sex was an academic exercise for me. If I had to take a written test I dare say I'd probably have gotten a grade in the high 90s, but would have failed the practical exercise. At this point we didn't talk anymore as he carried on his task of rubbing my inner legs. He did ask me if what he was doing was all right and I told him that it was. He continued to do what he was doing and my arousal level rose even more. He then asked me a very personal and intimate question which sort of shocked but got me excited at the same time. He asked me if I enjoyed my breasts being rubbed. I was taken back at his boldness and was too shy to answer. I blushed and he told me he was sorry for asking and continued rubbing my feet. I regained my composure and told him that I wouldn't mind having my breasts rubbed if it felt good. That's all it took and Hans immediately put one of his hands onto the side of my chest and slowly headed for my breast. This was the time I could have said no and turned back and everything would be all right. Nothing vital had been touched and no lines had been crossed. I knew that my reaction would set the tone for the entire evening. As his hand began to brush against my breast I felt another twinge of pleasure and a rush of excitement came over me. His hand then made full contact with my breast and I discovered that I liked it very much. I still remember the pleasure of having a man's hands touching my breast while his other hand was underneath my skirt still rubbing my legs. The double pleasure that Hans was giving me was almost overwhelming. It then dawned on me: I was going to have sex very soon. If I was going to back out now would be the time. I thought about it and wondered if I should let things just go as they were and see what happened. My new found arousal made the decision for me and I just decided to go with the flow. My dress showed off some cleavage and allowed for easy access to my bare skin. Hans's hand had found this spot and was touching my bare skin but was also slowly going underneath my dress. Not wearing a bra, Hans's hand had no barrier to slow it down and he was soon making full contact with my naked breast. The pleasure that hit me surprised me. I don't remember making any noises except that I did let out a "sigh" sound. He then kissed me and I kissed him back. As we kissed my head went lower and lower onto the couch until I was lying down on my back and Hans was on top of me. He had taken his hand out of my lower dress and started touching me all over my body. I found that I loved his kissing and touching. I let my hands explore his body but made sure not to touch his "vital" areas. He then stopped, held my face in his hand, and looked at me for a few moments before telling me that he wanted to make love to me. It sounded all so terribly romantic and almost like it was out of a book. I told him that I'd never been with anyone before and asked him if he was sure that we should do this. He assured me that it would be all right and I kissed him which he took (correctly) that I wanted to proceed. We continued kissing and touching for probably ten minutes or so before he stopped, stood up, and held out his hand. I took hold of him and he pulled me up and escorted me to his bedroom. It was dark by now so he turned on a little lamp that had a low wattage bulb which gave us just enough light to see each other. I was actually grateful for this light because I was feeling terribly shy about Hans seeing me naked and didn't want the full exposure of a well lit room to make him take one good look at me and run away. I actually laugh when I think of this today. My photographs of myself during that time show a young lady who had a great looking body. I wish I could have that same body today; however, the men who see my 50-year old bodies today don't complain and seemed turned on by what they see. I really didn't have anything to fear and know today that Hans was probably very stimulated to see my naked 20-year old body ready to receive his body. Hans disrobed me slowly until I stood there in just my panties. I felt very embarrassed but Hans reassured me that I looked beautiful and he then took of his clothing off and I didn't feel so self-conscious after that. But I was afraid to look down at his penis, so I kept eye contact with him. I don't know why I didn't want to look at his unseen manhood since, very soon, it was going to be inside me. I suppose it was the terror I was feeling mixed with this new feeling of sexual arousal. He took me into his arms and I felt the bulge of his penis push against my stomach. At first I was shocked and almost pulled back, but I calmed myself and soon got used to the feeling of a naked penis actually touching my bare skin. Hans began to kiss me and I felt his hands go to my panties and begin to slide them off of me. I helped him and soon I was also completely naked before him. We sat down on the bed and kissed for a few minutes before he got me onto my back where he could have full access to my entire front area. I then looked down and for the first time I caught a glimpse of an adult's penis for the first time. It looked big and mean and immediately began to have doubts on whether or not I would be able to get that thing inside of me. I again laugh at myself at how naive I was at the time. I suppose for a girl that had never seen a real adult penis up close then the first one would seem like a monster to anyone. Today, I'd describe it as quite average looking. It was circumcised and probably no more than six-inches long (I believe a little under six inches is the normal size for adult males -- don't believe all the hype about sizes) and I was able to put my fingers around it. I'm actually thankful that he was of normal size and not someone that was larger or thicker. This was bad enough that I was going to have that inside of me, make it any bigger and I'd probably have run away in terror. Hans and I continued to kiss, touch, and cuddle each other on the bed. When he began to kiss and suck my breasts, the feeling of pleasure started to return to me as my shyness fled. This pleasure of Hans sucking my breasts was so new to me, so intense, that I wondered if I was having an orgasm as described in various books I've read. I turned out not to be the case but it sure did feel good. I was actually beginning to yearn for intercourse because if Hans sucking my breasts felt this good, I reasoned that a penis inside of me could only send me to heaven. He then stopped sucking my breast and started to move down my body, kissing as he went. The pleasure wasn't as intense, but it still felt good. However, he began to get nearer and nearer to my vagina, and I had no idea what he was going to do once he reached it. Slowly I felt him getting lower and lower as he took his time kissing and sucking me. When he arrived at my vagina hair line I almost stopped breathing in anticipation. "What was he going to do?" I thought. I didn't have to wait long as I felt the first lick of his tongue between my legs. I almost couldn't stand it. I was being licked by a man on my most private of areas and it had sent a bolt of pleasure through my entire body. I didn't know what he was doing but I wanted more. He soon began to lick, kiss, and suck me between the legs and for the first time I began to actually lose myself in what he was doing. Hans was licking a far more sensitive area than my breasts and I was almost beginning to pant. Hans continued licking and kissing the area and when he began to focus on one spot in particular (the clitoris) I almost couldn't contain myself. I didn't know what was happening to me as feelings of something good began building up within me. It was like a great pressure of something building up somewhere in my body. I can only compare it to a wave that was approaching and getting bigger as it got nearer. Hans must have known by my body's reaction that I was getting near an orgasm and he continued to do his thing to my clitoris. Then the wave of my very first orgasm hit me. I can see why the French call the orgasm "La Petite Mort" or "little death." I could have been dying at that moment and wouldn't have cared one bit. I was in a totally different world as this pleasure swept over me. I don't remember if I made any sex noises (I probably did) but as the wave of pleasure was sweeping over me I felt pure ecstasy. I had my eyes closed tightly and could see spots of white flashing within my head. As the pleasure wave slowly subsided and went away I was totally exhausted and spent. My brain felt like electricity was fluttering around inside and I couldn't talk. I don't even remember what Hans was doing, if anything. He probably was sitting back watching me in wonderment. When I had recovered enough he asked me if I was all right and I smiled as I told him that I was fine. He hovered over me and began rubbing my breasts, but after my first orgasm the small pleasure of having my breast touched hardly even register. It was like eating an orange after finishing a bag of candy. No matter how sweet the orange is you aren't going to taste it after the candy. Hans then asked me if I was on any birth control. I told him I wasn't, even though I was taking birth control pills for a medical issue, but didn't connect it to actual birth control. He asked me when I was due for my period and I had to sit and think and I realized that I didn't know at the moment (the orgasm had really scrambled my brain) but took a stab at it and gave him a date. He did some figuring and told me that I was safe and proceeded to part my legs and mount me. Today, I'd never allow a man to enter me with such flimsy calculations, but I was young and stupid and thank God I actually was on birth control. I didn't argue with him and wondered if actual sex would be any better than what I just had. I was excited to find out. Hans took some lubricant from his night stand drawer and spread it around his penis and then put a few squirts between my legs before getting into position. I was on my back with Hans on top of me between my legs. I could feel his penis poking around my entrance but not able to get in. Hans had to pull back, take hold of his penis, and place it at my entrance. He repositioned himself on top of me and I felt his penis trying to push inside of me. He managed to get his tip inside of me before I screamed in pain. It hurt like hell and it surprised me. It wasn't supposed to hurt, was it? Hans pulled back out and apologized and put some more lubricant onto his penis and a more generous helping at my entrance and tried again. The pain came back as he began to push again. As I felt him go in a bit deeper I felt a tearing sensation between my legs, and I was suddenly fearful for my health and safety. Hans assured me that it was all right, that he was just breaking through my hymen. I had heard of that and knew that it did indeed have to be broken and could cause some pain and bleeding. Only because of this did I let Hans proceed. I also didn't want to leave his apartment still a virgin. If I went this far I needed to complete it. The pain continued as Hans pushed in deeper and I had to really control myself from crying out in pain. Finally Hans stopped and remained motionless. He told me that he had pushed in as far as he could go and asked how I felt. I told him that it still hurt but the pain was subsiding and asked him not to move for a little while. Hans remained motionless above me until the pain was pretty much gone. When he felt me relax he started moving a little bit and the pain came back, but not as intense. The more he moved the lesser the pain until he was able to move freely inside of me without much discomfort. I had done it! I was no longer a virgin. A man was inside of me and I was obviously giving him pleasure if the noise Hans was making was any indication that he was feeling good. He lasted for maybe five-minutes when he told me that he was coming. I didn't really understand what he meant by "coming" but when I heard him grunting and giving me shallow thrusts instead of the longer, deeper ones, I knew something was up. His thrusting slowed until he had fully stopped and I heard his heavy panting near my ear. He pulled out of me and collapsed onto his back next to me. He apologized that he had caused me pain but hoped that I had enjoyed my first time. I had to be honest with myself that even though the pleasure of my orgasm was very intense, the pain from intercourse seemed to cancel all that out. I didn't tell Hans this but instead that it had been wonderful for me which seemed to make him happy. Suddenly I realized that I was oozing out a liquid from between my legs. I excused myself and went to the bathroom and saw what I could only describe as an "ooze" was dribbling out of me. I then put two and two together and realized that this was Hans's sperm. Lost Virginity and Boy Did It Hurt Today, I enjoy that sensation and love for a man to release his sperm inside of me. Back then though, I didn't have the same feelings. I knew that I was on birth control pills, but I didn't know if they were purely to help in my cramping or was there enough of the ingredient in the pill to actually prevent a pregnancy. Now that my sexual excitement was over I was scared that I could get pregnant and wondered why Hans would want to take that chance. I had only guessed when my next period was due and I kicked myself for taking the word of Hans who was in the heat of sex. I cleaned myself out the best I could as I took a shower. When I came back out Hans was dressed and in the living room. He seemed to be a bit guilty of what we had just done and didn't want to make physical contact with me. He did take me home (since we were fairly near to each other) and kissed me quickly before leaving. I thought it strange that he was completely different from our dates. I went inside my apartment and took another shower to try and clean out Hans's sperm from my body and went to sleep since it was late. Hans didn't call me for a couple of days but when he did he seemed to be his old self again and invited me out again. I had been worried that I had displeased Hans with my lack luster sexual performance and was relieved when he called asking for another date. We met the next Friday where we went for dinner and a movie before returning to his apartment where we had sex once again. The oral sex he gave me was very good and I orgasmed once again; however, it wasn't as powerful as the first time (to this day I've never had one that powerful ever again) but it was still very good. This time intercourse wasn't as bad. There was a bit of pain when he made entry but it quickly went away and I was actually able to enjoy myself during the sexual intercourse. When Hans told me he was coming I held onto him knowing what was going to happen. This time, as he made his release inside of me, I wasn't worried having learned from my doctor that the birth control pills I had been taking did indeed give me full birth control. Knowing this allowed me to enjoy myself and not panic. Though I didn't have an orgasm, I still enjoyed the feeling of having a man inside of me which I still enjoy to this day. The only things that made me worry was that Hans seemed so guilty and withdrawn afterward. It happened every time we had sex. I didn't know why but he would recovered quickly soon enough and want more. We had an active sexually life for about three months when it happened. I had been getting regular sex at least once a week and my body was beginning to awaken to at least some of its potential. I still couldn't have an orgasm during intercourse, but the oral sex more than made up for it. Then that fateful moment every woman dreads. We were in bed and Hans's head was buried between my legs. I was being my normal, noisy self and moaning loudly as I got closer to an orgasm. Suddenly I heard the door to his small apartment creaking open and before I knew it the doors to the bedroom were flunged open and there stood a woman looking absolutely horrified at what she saw before her. Hans turned around and his face went into shock. I had no idea what was going on and started to gather my clothing. An argument ensued and books and cups began to fly around my head. As I quickly dressed I heard bits and pieces of their shouted conversation and realized that Hans was married. I got dressed quickly and hurried out of the apartment but not before catching a book on my back and running out of the apartment to the safety of the street. I didn't go home right away afraid that I would be followed. I hurried to a shopping area and ducked into a store. When I was sure I was alone I returned to my apartment in a roundabout way and hid in my bedroom, not telling anyone what had happened. I was just too ashamed. Amazingly, Hans called me later that day and told me that it was indeed his wife who had paid a visit. He told me that they hadn't been doing very well lately and were separated. He then had the nerve to ask to see me again. I told him that I had never been so uncomfortable in my life and didn't want a repeat of what had happened. I told him that until he gets a divorce, I wanted no part of his life. I never did get a call back from him. So, that's the story of how I lost my virginity and got hit with a book for good measure. It also opened up my life and made me realize how sexual I really am. Though I never had an orgasm during intercourse with Hans, the oral sex he gave me was always wonderful and really made me realize how much I liked sex. The orgasm during intercourse would occur at a later time. That, my friends, is another story. Natalie Lost Virginity "That is not possible Darling girl, not at all." He lay on the bed with his eyes fixed on the bathroom door. Then she was there. A lovely smile on her face. She stopped short of the bed and looked down on him. "God, You have a really beautiful body, Sean. It is my exclusive property from now on." "It has always been yours, I just didn't know who it belonged to." Tears ran from her eyes as she moved to him. She lay on top of his body and looked in his eyes, the tips of their noses just touching. Her little tongue slipped out and touched his lips. His arms went around her and held her tight. She pushed up and rolled beside him. She pulled him over her and he slipped between her wide spread legs. He felt her hand on his cock. It pulled him a bit then rubbed it up and down her slit. He pressed forward and her hand left as he plunged inside her. She watched his face. His eye glazed for a moment then cleared and a smile slowly grew on his face. "Oh My God, You feel soooo good. This is wonderful. I love this. Yes I do!" He thrust in and out of her, slowly at first, then faster and faster. He was surprised by the strength of her little body as she thrust back against him. He was not able to exercise control over this part of his body and he knew he would cum soon. He moaned and whispered he was cumming. It felt as her hips shifted into another gear. They were rapidly thrusting against each other now. Then he stiffened and she knew he was there. A pulse of sperm spurted into her waiting vagina, then another, and several more followed. She felt his weight grow upon her. She put her arms around him and held him in place, her legs around his hips. She could feel him gently shaking. He lifted his head and she saw the tears in his eyes. His eyes were wide in wonder. He whispered, "Sweetheart, I love you so very, very much. Let me know when you are ready again." "Dearest, I am always ready for you. When you will be ready is the question." I don't think it will be very long." "Oh! You are right I feel him growing now. Yes, yes, boy you are quick." She felt him slide out then in again. She kissed him, "Wait, I want to get a better look at him. She rolled him off of her, then she moved down and took his cock in her little hand and rubbed the head over her cheek. She looked up at him and took the crown in her mouth and as much of the shaft as was comfortable. She lifted her mouth off of his cock, "Sean you are perfect for me, just perfect. I love him, I really, really do, just perfect." Her lips slipped down over him again and her tongue swirled around him coating the shaft and head with her slippery salvia. Sue moved her head up and down and her little hands were tight around him too. He moaned and stiffened, she increased the pace of her head and hands. She felt his hips thrusting up against her and she held her head still while her hands continued to stroke him, she saw that his balls were drawn up tight below the shaft of his cock, he was almost there. He stiffened and her mouth was filled with pulse after pulse of his cum. She swallowed every bit of it as he watched. She smiled sweetly at him, "Did you like that?" "Hell yes I did. It was wonderful." "Great I loved doing it for you. I never wanted to do it before, it was the first time I ever had an orgasm. I really wanted to please you. Our juices tasted good?" "I want to do you too!" He pulled her up beside him and tenderly kissed her lips, his tongue entered her mouth. He tasted a new flavor for him. It was pleasant. He pulled his lips away and began kissing his way down her body. His mouth left a wet trail of kisses and licks. He licked her breasts and closed his mouth around her nipple. He sucked it and then flipped it with his tongue. He moved to the other breast, he raised his head, "Tell me what you like, Dearest, so I can please you better." "Sean, Darling, we are just learning each other's bodies. Everything you do feels wonderful. You are doing just great. Just keep doing it." He slipped down between her legs and looked at her pussy. Looking at him looking at her pussy was very erotic for her. She wanted to grab his head and pull it into her pussy. She pulled a couple of pillows behind her head so she could see better what he was doing. His fingers spread her inner lips and as she watched his tongue slipped between them. She jerked a little at the touch of his tongue. He quickly looked up at her. "Did I hurt you?" "Oh! No, it feels very good." He tasted her fluids as the flow of them increased. He licked up every drop he could find. Then he found her clit, hidden under a little hood of skin. He gently pushed the hood back and touched the clit with his tongue. She was alright until he wiggled the tip of his tongue over it. She grabbed his head with both hands and pulled it to her. Hard! She was having an orgasm every few seconds now. He continued his loving assault of her pussy. He ran two fingers deep inside her love tunnel and kept playing with her clit while the two fingers explored her sheath. In no time she was orgasming continuously, her hands flew to her mouth as she tried to muffle her screams of joy. He could stand it no longer. He crawled rapidly up over her and guided his cock to her vagina. His penis slipped right inside her wet slippery warm sheath. He went right to a slow long stroke. He was not in a hurry now. He loved the sensation when he would come all the way out of her then plunge back in. Susan thought it was damned good too. He could feel her trembling and jerking as orgasms rocked her body. He slowed to a stop. After a moment he felt Sue began to slow in her reactions and he went back to his former speed and depth. He brought her back to where she had been. He repeated this sequence several times before he went too far and couldn't stop in time. He climaxed and she screamed and screamed. He rolled off of her and pulled her to him. "Are you alright girl? Was I able to please you any at all?" "Please me? Please me? That was fantastic, I can't believe that was your first time. Wow, what will it be like when you get the hang of it? I never knew it could be like that. That was my first ever orgasm, and my first continuous orgasm. Where the hell have you been hiding all my life. I never knew what I was missing." "I was worried I would disappoint you, I desperately wanted to please you some." Sean laughed, he said, "I felt the ship start to move and I thought I had been too rough with you. I didn't hurt you any did I?" "No, you never caused a speck of discomfort. You were perfect for me. You gave me nothing but exquisite pleasure, pure ecstasy. Let's take a quick shower and go see what is going on." They showered together again but were out quickly. The ship was almost back to it's dock. They found Beverly and Jim on the bridge. Beverly took one look at Sue and grabbed her and pulled her out on the flying bridge away from Jim and Sean. They talked a bit and then hugged and kissed. Jim looked at Sean, "Say, how long have you known Susan?" "Just since yesterday, Why didn't you and Bev go to the wedding too?" "Well, I don't get along with Grace that well, so I wasn't invited. Bev is a real friend and she said she wouldn't go without me." "What is the problem with Grace, I always found her to be very pleasant to be around. I like her a lot." "We were lovers for a while and had a nasty breakup. She never forgave me. These girls are really hot, Bev and I are really just fuck buddies, when you leave I'll probably get back with Sue, she has been off the market for a while." "She is good with that?" "Sure, they all like to tease and play but rarely get serious. Here come the girls." After the ship docked the limo whisked them back to the hotel. Jim said he had to run a few errands and would see them later. Bev and Susan said they had appointments at the beauty shop in the hotel. "We have to get beautiful for our dinner dates." Sue asked if he would be alright by himself for a while. He said he would be fine. After they left the phone rang. A man asked for Susan. Sean said she was out. The man said, "Can you give her a message for me, this is Mark, tell her to call me and let me know what time to pick her up for our dinner." "I can leave a note for her for you." "Hey buddy, thanks a lot." When Beverly and Sue returned to the condo Sue went to her bedroom to look for Sean. He was not there. She walked in the kitchen and saw Bev sitting in a chair. Bev's face was ashen, "Baby, I think you need to read this." Dear Susan, I want to thank you for the best two days of of my life. I will never forget them. Jim put me straight about your situation and that the two of you planned to get back together after I left. You received a call from a guy named Mark. I took a message from Mark. He said he was your dinner date tonight and asked if you would call and let him know what time to pick you up. I hope this silly naive Jarhead gave you a few good laughs anyway. Goodbye, Sean "Oh! No! Sue wailed. Oh my god. That poor man. Call Pete and have him bring the car right away, I have to find him. I love him so much." Bev was off the phone and hugged Sue to her. "I'm going to the airport with you. Two of us have a better chance of finding him. I'll call Jim and find out what the hell he told Sean." Sean sat on a seat in the bar in the terminal building. He was on his fourth double Jim Beam and water. Tears ran down his cheeks. A voice in his ear softly said, "Hi! Marine, do you want to have a good time?" He turned and saw Sue looking at him. "Hey, What are you doing here?" "I meant every word I told you Sean. I am going where ever you are going. I love you with all my heart." Sean blinked his eyes, "You have another date for tonight." "No Sean, that date was made a week ago. I wasn't able to reach him to break the date. I belong exclusively to Captain Sean Patrick Murphy, the eighth and have ever since the first moment I met him." "But that's me." "Yes dear, I belong to you. Only you." Sean's face sort of scrunched up, tears flowed from his eyes, "I just knew I had lost you. I got through what Jim told me. I didn't believe it. Then that other guy called and I just knew you were playing games with me." "Come on Sean, Darling, let me take you home. Do you want to get some coffee first?" "No, I am as Judge as a sober." Sue and Bev looked at each other. Bev went off and was back in a few minutes with a wheel chair. Sue paid Sean's tab and they pushed him down the concourse and out on the side walk where the limo awaited them. Pete helped them get him in the car. A couple hours later they sat in the family room of the condo. Sean had his arm around Sue. She looked up at him and smiled, "I love you, Sean, don't you ever forget it. Always ask me if you hear something you don't understand. You can count on this, I will never do anything to hurt you, I will never cheat on you or lie to you. Now tell me where we are going to live and what you want to do." "Well, I haven't given it a lot of thought. I know you will want to spend part of our time here with Bev. Right?" She nodded and smiled at Bev. "I have two places in Florida, I always thought I would settle down there. One is in Palm Beach. It looks out over the ocean. It has a boat dock on the Intercostal Waterway across the street. The dock will handle a boat up to 200 feet. The other place is in the Keys, it is a bit smaller but has a dock in front that will also handle your boat. I guess we could cruise down to Florida and see which place you like best. If you don't like Florida we can try some where else. Maybe Arizona. What ever it takes to make you happy. I just thought the cruise would make a nice honeymoon." "Sean, Bev and I love Florida and have talked about getting a place there. Can she go with us?" "On our honeymoon? Sure she can. She can even bring the stud of her choice or we will get her one there." Beverly ran to them and looked at each of their faces, "Do you really mean that?" "Yes we do, Heck you were in the next cabin on the yacht the first time we ever made love. I don't remember it bothering us then."