6 comments/ 49862 views/ 0 favorites First Lover By: Lucky Mann I was an eighteen-year-old high school senior in the Spring of 1964. Like many boys my age, I had a major case of insecurity, especially around girls. I had heard all the guys' locker-room talk about what they had done with their girlfriends. All I had ever accomplished with a girl was get a quick kiss in the bushes when I was about eleven-years-old. I guess I was a late bloomer. About a month before high school graduation, I bought an old car and enjoyed my first taste of freedom. No longer was I dependent on Dad for transportation. The car was a 1951, two-toned green, Chevy Deluxe, and it cost me all of $50.00. It was old, but it looked decent and ran well. It only used a quart of oil a week, and the six cylinder engine got pretty good gas mileage, not that gas mileage was a major consideration in 1964. Gas was 25-30 cents a gallon. I was the only guy in my group to have his own car. That made me rather popular among my peers. Four or five of the guys would each chip in 50 cents for gas, and we could cruise all night. Throughout the nearly completed school year, I had been enamored with the twin sister of a classmate. She too, had recently turn eighteen. Ann and I had chatted many times at school ball games or in the hallways. She had a giggle in her voice that I just loved hearing. She seemed sweet, but since I had no car, there was no way I could take her anywhere on a date. Shortly after getting my car, I was able to work up the courage to asked Ann out. I asked her if she'd like to go for a burger at the local A&W. I began breathing again only when she said she'd go out with me. Ann was cute and petite. She stood 5'5" and weighed maybe 100 pounds. Her eyes were deep brown. She wore her hair in the typical styles of the 60s. It was either piled high on her head in a beehive or flipped up at her shoulders. Her hair was held in place by a heavy coating of hair spray. Ann, and her friends, must have kept the hair spray industry in business. Many of the guys joked about not smoking around their girlfriends hair out of fear of an explosion. When I went to Ann's home Friday evening to pick Ann up, instead of waiting in her driveway and blowing the horn, I got out and knocked on her door. She invited me in to meet her parents. I was scared to death, but gathered my courage, stood straight and walked in. Her mother gave me a look that could have frozen a tropical paradise. Her father, however, offered me a beer. Hoping to make a good impression, I told him that I couldn't drink at that time. Since I would be driving Ann to the A&W, and didn't want to get into any trouble, I'd have to pass. I then told him, I'd be happy to have a beer with him when we returned later, if he still wanted me to. Ann father smiled at me, but said nothing. Ann's mother asked me a million questions. Her father just continued to smiled at Ann and I. He winked as we headed for the door, and told us to have a good time. Ann was wearing her typical attire. She had on a colorful blouse and blue jeans. Her blouse seemed a bit to small. Ann's breasts were small, about the size of oranges. However, her tight blouse tended to show them off. During the 10 mile ride to town and the A&W, Ann sat near the passenger door. We talked about many things, but mostly school stuff. As we pulled into the A&W, I felt comfortable enough to tell her she was my first real date, and I was a bit nervous (scared to death was more like it). Ann smiled and slid over to sit close to me. When I got the car parked in a drive-in stall at the A&W, she took my right arm and draped it over her right shoulder. She then leaned over and kissed my cheek. The car-hop came and took our orders for Trojan Burgers, onion rings, and root beers. The Trojan Burger was a feature of that particular A&W. It was named for the local school's sports teams. Over the succeeding 35 years, I have never been able to find a burger that tasted quite as good, or made as much of a mess. After finishing our burgers, and a second root beer, it was well after dark. Ann and I began heading back to her home. She suggested we take a different route. A route that took us over the county's back roads. About half way to her place, Ann pointed to a secluded turn-off and said, "Pull in there." The turn-off wound about 100 yards into some woods. If she hadn't known it was there, we would never have seen it. I was so naive! I had no idea why she wanted to stop there. Ann was about to show me why we stopped. When I had pulled the car to a stop with the radio on and playing 60s rock-n-roll, Ann turned and gave me a firm tongue-in-cheek (her tongue in my cheek) kiss. She then twisted around until she was lying cradled in my left arm. She took my right hand and pressed it tightly to her left breast. I moved the seat all the way back to give her as much room as possible. I may have been inexperienced and naive, but I was not stupid. I began kneading her breast through her clothing. I felt her nipple begin to harden. Ann softly said, "Unbutton my blouse." With a trembling hand, I clumsily unbuttoned her top. As I opened the blouse, it fell away leaving just a bra covering her breasts. "That too!" she said, as she rolled onto her right side and hugged my neck. Reaching behind her, I fumbled with the clasp of her bra. I eventually got the clasp open, and, with Ann's help, removed and tossed her bra into the back seat. Her firm young tits were a little more than a good hand full, and the nipples were very hard. I gently rubbed, squeezed, and pinched her tits and nipples. Ann was soon moaning and rocking in my lap. After a short time, she took my hand from her chest and guided it slowly to her crotch. As I rubbed her crotch, she began lifting her hips to meet my hand. Becoming bolder, I unbuttoned her jeans and lowered the zipper. Reaching inside her pants, I found and began rubbing her bush through her panties. Ann pushed my hand down further until I was rubbing her pussy's slit. Her panties were soaking wet. Pushing them aside, I continued stroking up and down her slit with my middle finger. Near the top of one of my strokes, I must have hit something tender because Ann abruptly tensed. I felt what seemed like a small, hard, pebble above her love hole. When I caressed it, Ann grabbed my hand, pushed it harder into that little hard spot. She gasped, "Oh yes! Right there!" After a short time of gently rubbing that little pebble, Ann began violently thrusting her hips up to my hand. Not knowing what else to do, I just continued rubbing that little pebble, albeit a little faster and firmer. Ann soon began to relax, and, with a deep sigh, lowered her hips. She then rolled onto her right side and slid back from my belly a bit. She started rubbing my dick through my pants. It didn't take her long to loosen my belt, unbutton and unzip my pants, pull my shorts down, and take my dick in her hand. That alone nearly got me off. She was the first person to ever touch my dick other than myself, at least, since I was a baby. Ann was stroking up and down my dick with her left hand while she kissed and licked its head. I was soon about ready to cum. I told Ann of my impending eruption. She tightened her grip on my dick and sped up her stroking. When I erupted, she kept pumping until I was dry. She then sat up, wiped her hand on tissues from her purse, and gave me a very passionate kiss. We reassembled our clothes, and, while holding each other tightly, I slowly drove her home. When we got to her place, I had that beer with her father. He seemed to enjoy my company, and I enjoyed his. Most of Ann's family resented her father's heavy drinking. Ann had explained to me why he drank so much. I soon came to understand his need for alcohol. He was very ill, and he used beer for pain relief. He suffered from cancer and passed away a few months later. I didn't drink very often, so I nursed one beer for nearly an hour. By that time, it was getting late. So, I said goodbye to Ann's father. Ann accompanied me as I headed to my car. On the way out the door, Ann's father told her to be sure to give me a nice good-bye kiss. I almost felt bad knowing what we had already done. Almost! Ann and I made a date to see a movie at the local drive-in Saturday night. As I opened my car door to leave, she not only kissed me goodnight, but firmly rubbed my crotch before she went inside. About 6:30 Saturday evening, I picked Ann up at her home. Her mother had already gone to work. Her father asked where we were going. I told him we'd be getting a burger and going to a movie. I didn't tell him the movie was at a drive-in. He told us to have a good time and waved as we pulled out of the drive. As soon as we hit the road, Ann slid close to me and kissed my cheek. I draped my arm over her shoulder. When she swivelled slightly to her right, my hand, more or less naturally, settled on her right breast. I lightly rubbed her breast through her blouse and bra. Reachinto into the top of her blouse, I squeezed her left tit through her bra. Ann then exhibited some contortionist abilities and removed her bra without disturbing the buttons of her blouse. I then had much easier access to her tits. Opening her top two blouse buttons, and sliding my hand into the gap, I began gently rubbing and squeezing her tits. Her nipples were soon hard little knots pushing against her blouse. Ann didn't replace her bra when we got to the A&W. She merely fastened one of the two open blouse buttons. Her firm tits and hard nipples seemed to be trying to escape her blouse all the time we were at the A&W. After eating, we went to the drive-in. I found a place in the back line to park, bought us some drinks, and settled in to watch the double feature. Ann laid her head on my shoulder. My right arm returned to her shoulder, and my hand to her left tit. Her left hand was rubbing the inside of my right leg. It was obvious we wouldn't be seeing much of the movie. I was about to learn why drive-in theaters were called passion pits. As the lot lights dimmed, and the screen came to life, I unbuttoned the top four of Ann's six blouse buttons. Her firm young tits were fully exposed to my hands and eyes. Her hardened nipples were about the size of an elementary school pencil eraser. They almost looked out of place on her petite tits. Gentle pinching of those nipples brought groans and rapid breathing from Ann. The movie had barely started when Ann laid her head in my lap and smiled up at me. I continued rubbing and squeezing her tits with my right hand while stroking her hair with my left. She was soon cooing and moaning almost like a kitten purring. I began moving my hand down her belly. A brief pause to open the button and zipper of her jeans, and I had easy access to her panty covered pussy. Her panties were already damp. After I had stroked her slit for a short time through her panties, they had become soaked with her pussy's juices. Ann lifted her hips and pushed her jeans and panties down to her ankles. With a few little kicks of her legs, Ann had her shoes, socks, jeans, and panties laying on the car's floorboard. She dropped her left leg to the floor widely opening her crotch for my hand. I stroked up and down Ann's slit and gently spread her pussy's lips open with my fingers. As I slowly rubbed her little pebble, Ann began lifting her hips off the car seat. "Oh yes! Right there! More!" Ann gasp. As she rapidly thrust her hips up to my hand, I shoved a finger into her hole. I quickly added a second finger. Ann, breathing very hard, reached down and held my hand tightly to her pussy, arched her back, and held her pussy high in the air. "Oh, oh, oooooh!" She gasped through her rapid breaths. I could feel muscles inside her pussy twitching around my fingers. Her freely flowing juices from her pussy, drenched my hand and left a wet spot on my car's seat. As Ann slowly settled down, she rolled onto her right side and began stroking my rock hard dick through my pants. Her face was only a few inches from my zipper. Almost before I knew it, she had opened my belt, unsnapped and unzipped my pants, and had my dick in her hand. She gently stroked the full length of my dick several times before starting to kiss and lick the underside of it. Then, without warning, Ann sat up, turned her body to face me, and laid back. She placed her head on the passenger door armrest, lifted her left leg over me, and laid it against the car's seat back. Her right leg was draped off the seat to driver's side floorboard. Some time during the process, Ann had finished opening her blouse. It lay crumpled along her sides. As I viewed the body before me, I was in awe. Ann was the first naked female I had ever seen. She was so beautiful. Her small tits were well proportioned to her petite body. Her belly was smooth, flat, and soft. There wasn't an ounce of fat to be found on her young body. A small patch of dark curly hair covered her pubic mound. I must have been staring at her, for after a while, she brought me back to reality. Holding her arms out to me, in a soft and sweet voice, she said, "Come here!" I twisted in the seat, pushed my pants down to my knees, laid between her legs, and kissed my way up her torso to her mouth. My legs, bent at the knees, rested on the driver's door. My dick was only inches from Ann's pussy. I moved up to where my dick was just barely touching her pussy. "Come on honey, make love to me, now." She said, somewhat impatiently. Naively thinking she was a virgin, as I was, I very slowly pushed my cock into her hole. I didn't want to hurt her. I had heard it hurt the first time a girl got screwed. When I had about three inches of my cock in Ann's pussy, she wrapped her legs around my hips. She used her legs to pull me all the way into her pussy. I met no resistance. She held me there for a short time. Then, relaxing her legs, she let me pull partially out before pulling me back in. Ann used her legs to set the pace of our stroking. She soon had me hammering in and out of her hot, tender, 18-year-old pussy. In what seemed like no time, we were both about to get off. "I'm going to cum" I gasped. She raised her knees to her chest, hugged me tightly, and said, "Me too." After several hard deep strokes, I slammed deeply into her, and she locked me there with her legs. Being held deep in her pussy, I pumped my load of cum into Ann. Her pussy muscles seemed to be milking the last drop of cum from my cock. As our orgasms subsided, Ann lowered her legs. We lay together until my dick softened, and I pulled out. Holding each other as we came down, our breathing soon returned to normal. I asked, "That wasn't your first time, was it?" "No!" she said with a smile. She gave no further answer, and I didn't asked any more questions. We dressed and cuddled through the rest of the double feature. Ann was my first lover, and we were soon going steady. We dated through the end of high school and married the following September. Our marriage only lasted a few years, but they were fun years filled with sex. Ann loved to fuck. Unfortunately, one man was apparently not enough for her. She was one horny bitch that turned out to be a whore. It wasn't long before she was giving her favors to someone new, as well as me. She was a great fuck though, and serviced me well during our short marriage. Ann taught me much of what I needed to know about how to pleasure a woman. For that, I am still grateful. First Loves We had been a couple for years when we were 18. First loves. They say you will always love your first love. I always will. Even now 10 years later I think about her often. I remember the feeling of the burning passion inside. What it felt like to have a whole day to think about a person and not worry about a mortgage payment, will the kids need to get picked up and when. We had a great relationship. We were best friends, and lovers. In the end it was different timing that caused us to split. She wanted marriage, and when I finally realized that hey yes my first love could be the only one I love she had moved on. Some times you don't realize what you have until it is gone. At the end she had wanted to go shopping. I had just gotten a huge bonus at work so off to the mall we went. We bought her so much stuff it was crazy that day. At Victoria's Secret we bought so much we had 2 big bags full. She promised to model every piece when we got home. I suggested we leave the mall as she was driving me crazy. Opening the changing room door at the next store to ask if what she had on fit and looked good, only to be standing there in her birthday suit. Lisa had a great body, she stood 5'8" tall, slender, but she had great womanly curves. She wore a 36C bra, she had straight auburn hair that hung just below her shoulders. She always did her nails. She could clean up great and be the perfect girl to bring home to mom and dad, or turn that same package into the ultimate slut look in the bedroom. We headed home quickly after she tried on her birthday suit. In the car she decided to model one of the bra and panty sets she had gotten. The one she liked the most. They were perfect for her. Sheer mesh, and white. They showed her tan skin off like she was a goddess. She was my goddess. I watched as she pulled her shirt over her head revealing her perfect breasts, her nipples standing hard and tall. What I would have given right then to kiss them. She then unzipped her shorts slowly, and put her feet up on the dash. She raised her ass from the seat and pushed them down her legs. This left her in just her panties, a flimsy small v-string she loved to wear since it was more of a tease than real panties. They never covered her snatch. She proceeded to spread her legs wide, almost hitting my arm with one as she ran her freshly painted finger nail over her visibly wet snatch. Slowly to maximize the show she slid a finger into her snatch. As she pulled it out, it glistened in the sun with her wetness. She placed her finger in my mouth offering me a prelude of what was to come, or cum... How I stayed on the road was beyond me. She pulled off her panties and threw them my direction. She asked me what I though of my figure model of the day as she slid around in her seat acting like she was on a runway modeling the latest fashion. My cock hurt from being so hard. She slid the new panties on with much fan fare. Finally on I could see her snatch like they weren't even there. She was so wet that they had soaked through as soon as she put them on. The bra didn't hide a thing either, her nipples were still so hard they stuck straight out. She had just gotten the bra on when we got off the highway near the house. Stopped at the light she leaned her body over and offered me one of her nipples through her bra. A quick lick was as all I could get in before the light changed. She pushed back into her seat using my cock as a guide. She said that I hadn't sucked her tit's enough and she was going to have to finish the job. She grabbed her right tit and pushed it to her mouth while leaning down. She could easily reach her nipple with her tongue. She circled her nipple with precision. She knew better than anyone what turned her on, as well as those around watching. When we got to the house we didn't even get out of the car before she jumped on top of me. The garage door was headed down as she was pulling my cock from my shorts. She pushed her new panties to the side and my cock slid right in. The horn blew a few times as she rocked back and forth which I am sure the neighbors were confused by, but I really couldn't have cared at the time. She came quickly as I started to suck her tits while she kept rocking back and forth. Soon we headed inside with our purchases. I fell to the couch and unzipped my shorts. Hard as a rock I wasn't done and neither was she. She ran to the bedroom with the Victoria's Secret bags and said she would be back very soon, to take care of myself while she got into something slutty. It wasn't log before she returned in my favorite outfit, or at least my favorite outfit of the minute. She had gotten a long sheer gown and thigh high stockings. All black. I love sheer since you can see through it, but there is something there. She spun around a few times, pulled one of her tits with still rock hard nipples out and started sucking on it. She looked so hot there sucking on her tit. A few licks later she promised another outfit. She returned just seconds later in a pair of black strappy heels and the thigh highs which had been my request. There is something about black strappy heels when Lisa wears them with black stockings. I can blow my load almost immediately just looking at Lisa with her legs spread begging for me to fuck her right then. She knows this well, this isn't the first pair of new heels we have bought. She sat down across the room from me and spread her legs, putting one on each of the arms of the chair. She just sat and looked at me, lust pouring from her eyes. I just sat there looking at the hottest, sexiest babe on the planet. She finally said "NOW". No wasted words, no question what she meant. I got up pulled my shirt off picked up her from the chair and carried her to the bedroom. I laid her on the bed and got myself between her legs. Her legs were over my shoulders as my cock slid into her completely. "Fuck me, fuck me hard, fuck me now, and fuck me till I tell you to stop" I couldn't help it and she knew it, my full load was now deep in her snatch. She cried out in lust "Yes, Yes, Yes" with each hot pulse of cum. That was almost 10 years ago, but it was the last time we had sex. We had a fight and she moved out. She claimed she never wanted to talk again, this that and the other thing. Not long afterwards she called and said she missed talking with me. We didn't talk long but it was nice to hear her voice. She had started to see a guy, a rebound guy who she later married. We talk often now. We see each other for lunch, but have always behaved since. No touching, kissing, or otherwise. We have flirted with each other via email, but in person it is always polite. Today she emailed me "I want to go shopping tomorrow...and I don't mean shopping!" First Loving He was leaving. Going back to Kentucky and I couldn't go with him. I have been in love with Bobby for many years and he never seemed to notice me. I was a 22yr old virgin and just waiting for a sign from him that I was alive. All I knew was that I wanted this man more than I wanted my next breath. Everytime he came near, my heart beat fast and I would become wet in my sweet place. I wanted to feel him touching me and sliding into my pussy so badly. I had often fantasized and masturbated to thoughts of him, opening my door and not saying a word, just picking me up, throwing me on the bed and fucking me till I screamed his name over and over. This went on for months and one day I got a call from his sister that he was leaving. I couldn't believe it! The man of my dreams and desires was leaving the state never to return. I was heart sick. I told her to put him on the phone and he complied. I begged him not to leave and he said he had to go, but that if I wanted, I could come and see him before he left. I jumped on the chance to see him one last time and took the 30min drive to his house. We sat outside and talked for a while, really about nothing, but my pussy was getting wetter by the minute. Watching his hands as he gestured with each sentence, watching his lips form his words. All I could think about was how good those hands and those lips would feel on my body. I was getting ready to leave thinking about how I would never know the feel of him when out of the blue he leaned down and kissed me. I was shocked. I didn't know what to do. All I could do is feel. His big hands slid up my back to my neck, so warm and so rough. God, I wanted this man. He is 10yrs my senior and all man, even his smell turned me on. I knew he would know what to do, so the fact that I didn't know shit didn't bother me. He later admitted to me that, that was what made him want me. His beautiful hands slid into my shirt pulling off my bra. He let out a deep sigh. Thinking that he was displeased I turned away and covered up feeling shy. He pulled me back to him and kissed me softly taking my real 38E sized breasts into his hands, he smiles at the size and begins to kiss and lick them softly, at first. As my moaning gets louder he begins to squeeze them a bit harder working on my nipples more and more. I knew my pussy had to be dripping wet by now and I needed it touched so badly so I slid my hand inside my pants and began playing with my clit as he sucked and bit my nipples harder. I knew he was getting turned on by me fingering my self in front of him. It didn't take long before his hand was pushing mine out of the way. He pushed a finger into my wetness and looked up at me in shock. " You're so damn tight. Have you never been with a man?" My face turned every shade of red there is. "No", I responded. He shoved two fingers in. Shaking his head he began to smile as I arched back trying to take as much of him in me as I could. He withdrew his fingers much to my dismay and shoved me onto the picnic table. I am spread eagle waiting for him to enter me again. He steps back and open his pants pulling out his 8inch cock. My breath catches in my throat at the sight of it. It is so beautiful. I sit up and reach to touch it. He gasps and I wrap my fingers around it. I kiss the tip and it jerks in my hand. I look up at this adonis of a man, his eyes closed and his head thrown back. I knew at that moment what I was put on this earth to do. I took his hard cock into my mouth and began to suck as I ran my nails over his tight ass. He was now gripping the sides of the table, sweat dripping off his forehead and running down his hairy chest. Feeling his cock slide in and out of my mouth was making me so hot, thinking about it sliding in and out of my pussy. I started to suck faster hoping to get past this and get him into my awaiting wet cunt. He moans louder and he nears cumming. I start taking it deep throat as he begins to thrust in motion with my head. He grabs my hair and pulls my head up to look at him. He comes in my mouth as he looks me in the eyes. I swallow it all, not a drop escaping. "That's my girl, drink it down baby. Don't miss any. " I stand and he kisses me turning me towards the table, he sits me up on it and pushes me back. Opening my legs he begins to stroke my inner thighs with the tips of his fingers. I moan in pleasure. He leans down and licks the soft folds of my cunt. Opening them slightly with his tongue, I hold my breath in anticipation. He slides the same two fingers back up inside me and begins moving in and out. He looks up at me, then smiles as he leans down and flicks his tongue over my clit. My body jumps every time that sensitive little bud is touched. As I begin to thrust into his hand he fucks me faster with his fingers and continues to suck on my clit. I feel my orgasm start so I try to think about something else to hold back the inevitable. But he nibbles on my clit and I am undone. I cum on his handsome face and all over those strong hands. He leans up and kisses me. I can taste my sweetness still on his lips. My clit is throbbing now for more attention from this man. He takes a nipple in his mouth and bites it in a wonderful display of pleasure/pain as he thrusts into me. I open like a flower to this man, wanting for him to make me his woman. He begins to move inside me and I begin thrust against him, wanting to take more of him for myself. My pussy juices dripping out of me, running down my ass onto the table as he pushes into my hot wetness. My nipples harden as I am close to orgasm once again. He slows the pace, showing me the different levels of love making. He starts to stroke my clit as his thrusting gets more demanding. He is moaning and grunting with each thrust now. He works me into yet another orgasm and he pulls out before he cums. He pulls me off the table and shoves me on the ground to my knees. He runs his hand up my pussy lips to get some juice to lube up my ass. He opens my ass gently with his finger then slides his cock deep inside. I cry out in pain, so he reaches around and plays with my clit. Hes fucking my ass now with slow thrusts as I drip from another orgasm. He shoves his cock in faster and harder as he nears his orgasm. I'm cumming now, it seems like I can't stop. He grabs my hair and pulls me up to him. He wraps his arms around my chest and cums in my ass as he kisses my neck. Pulling out he whispers I love you my beautiful angel. He stayed here a little while longer instead of going to Kentucky the next morning. But he did eventually go and he's there now. But I still love him and hear from him. But those memories of our first night together will always be fresh in my mind as a symbol that dreams do "cum" true.