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My First Time

By: BigWig69



I had been visiting someone I found in the classified ads for over two years and I was looking for something more, something a little more personal I guess. When I went for massages, I paid and got what I asked for, but there was little or no reciprocation on my part, which was okay, because I wanted the emotional distance. It made it seem less like I was really gay, more bi-sexual. I hadn't figured that out, but have now and I am quite sure that I am bi, as I am still very attracted to women and men. I joined this phone in service, man line, that you could use to connect with other guys, anonymously, call for hot sexual talk, and if you felt like you and the other guy were attracted to each other you could meet for sex or more. It seemed easy and risk free. So I posted my add describing myself in detail, and when I had free time, I would cruise for guys and see if I could find, the type of man that made me horny and almost hallucinatory with lust; shorter than me 5'6"-5'8", stocky, muscular, hairy, especially in the chest, but smooth on the ass and balls, muscular legs, which made me absolutely crazy with lust.

Well I didn't have much luck and in two months, had found no-one. I went to meet a man who wanted to give me a blowjob, but when I saw him, I balked, no mutual attraction. One night, on a Friday night, I believe, I heard an interesting add cruising to meet right now;

Male, stocky, thick cock, 6" long, strong legs and chest, in good shape, brown hair, brown eyes etc..

I was intrigued so I sent a request to talk. I waited patiently and I got a response back requesting a live connection. We talked hesitantly at first feeling each other out. He said he had gone, as had I to meet people and they had exaggerated or lied about their looks. I assured him, that everything I said was true, smooth, fit, 8"cut, thick, nice ass, in good shape, open-minded and willing to try anything with the right guy. He assured me as well, that he had played football before and had very strong muscular legs and chest, a bit of a belly. Which was okay with me, because that was a turn-on for me, a hairy nice round belly, mm, with a muscular hairy chest, aahh it made my cock throb thinking about it. He gave me his home number and I called for directions. He lived about 30 min away, perfect. I got ready first, shaved myself smooth and clean all over my balls, in my crack, my ass and down the back of my legs, as far as my shorts would cover. I shaved my pubes into a nice small, sexy V, I thought I looked hot, like a male pussy almost, sensual. I wore a pair of royal blue, Calvin Klein bikini underwear, small, tight and high cut. I pulled them up as high as I could and folded over the waist band, so they wear really gripping my aching balls and framing my ass in nice, sexy cradle. I was ready to be rocked.

I walked slowly up to the door, eager, but nervous and hoping I wouldn't be disappointed. He opened the door wearing a grey T-shirt and tight, black Levi's. He said come on in and I decided to stay as his description seemed dead on. As he walked to the kitchen, I had a nice view of his round firm, ass. It was nice, full, I was turned on and that was a good sign. We sat in the kitchen and had a beer and talked. I told him that I had limited experience. I had let a friend give me a blow job one drunken night and visited guys for massage, but no real sex with a man. He shared his experiences as well, which were limited and I was glad of that and he seemed honest about it. I kept looking at his fore-arms; they were strong, muscular, not too much hair, really powerful looking. It was really turning me on. I asked to go upstairs and off we went.

I followed him and had a nice view of that sweet ass up the stairs. We went into his room and I asked if we could turn down the lights which seemed to disappoint him, but he complied. At this point, I felt nervous, not sure what to do, but he was more assured about this and began undressing. I followed his lead and soon he had all but his underwear off, black briefs, classic style, walking towards me, powerful thighs rippling as we walked. I stood in my briefs tight against my balls, so erect my cock felt as hard as a baseball bat. He walked towards me with a look of pure lust and cupped my balls through my tight briefs, which he pulled down and off, almost too quick as I liked having my cock and balls squeezed and rubbed through my briefs. Bites, licks and chewing were good too. He began stroking my aching cock and balls and I moaned with absolute pleasure, completely oblivious now to any worries about being gay or having sex with a man, this was wonderful. I grabbed his balls and cock and they were nice, bigger balls than mine, thick and full and his cock was exactly as he had said, 6" long and thick. I pulled his underwear off and we stood facing each other, stroking and rubbing each other to delirious states of arousal. 

He pulled me close and slid his cock under mine and rubbed it against my ass. I reached around and fondled his beautiful globes, he had hair on both buttocks, not much, but I thought about shaving him and how hot that would be, maybe in the shower. He brushed his lips against my cheek and I thought he wanted to kiss me. I didn't know if I was ready for that, so I moved away, but afterwards regretted it, wishing he had sucked on my lips and tongue and kissed me deeply. We fell back no the bed with him on top and rubbed and grinded against each other. He started moving down my chest and soon had my cock in his mouth, kissing and sucking it. Oh man I wasn't going to last long at this rate. I asked if we could turn around, because I was craving his cock in my mouth at this point. I had never sucked a cock, but was dying to and had often fantasized about how it would feel. His cock felt great, rubbery, thick, and really warm, I couldn't wait. We faced each other, although, he had difficulty, because I was taller, about three inches or so. I moved down and smelt his strong musky smell, manly, powerful, and pungent. I took his cock into my mouth and began sucking on it slowly moving up and down. 

It tasted amazing and I could have sucked it all day. I think he grew tired off the position and he moved around and said he was going to get Vaseline for us. He came back and kneeling beside me, greased up both of our cocks, he slid under me lying on my back and wrapped one of my legs behind him. He began jacking off both of our cocks, sliding his powerful hand up and down, squeezing us together. I was out of control by know, panting, moaning and crying out in the throes of a feeling I had never imagined, this sex was incredible and I felt so sensuous under this strong man. I bucked and bucked and cried and exploded, shooting cum high into the air landing all over me and him. He soon came and shot his hot cum all over my stomach. 

The feeling of his hot cum was amazing. We cleaned up and went downstairs. I wanted to leave and stay at the same time. I was confused and intimidated by my complete abandonment to desire and how normal the whole thing had felt. He was standing in the living room watching me with a look of animal desire, like he wanted to take me and throw me over his shoulders and fuck me senseless. I should have submitted. I should have got on my knees, and opened his red robe and took him deep into my mouth, looked in his eyes and begged him to fuck me. The way he was rubbing his cock against my ass, I'm sure he would have obliged. I hope he reads this and contacts me, because, I haven't stopped thinking about what could have been and the great sex we should have kept having.

My First Time



Her stomach was tied up in knots as she drove down the highway to her destination. It was a cross between excitement at doing something new and different and anxiety at doing something she was a little afraid of. It didn't help that the sky was overcast and threatening to rain. It's not every day you give complete control over to and trust a new acquaintance whose plans are to tie you up in a hotel room.

She called him to make sure she wouldn't get lost and he thoughtfully guided her the last few miles to his home. After a quiet arrival and a few niceties to his roommates, they left to go pick up a few needed items and get some dinner. No sense doing this half-prepared or on an empty stomach.

After learning such things as softness and thickness of rope as well as how much length is generally needed for, say a queen-sized bed, she felt less nervous about the whole thing. He was knowledgeable and kindly explained everything he felt she needed to know at the time. The time for surprises would be later.

They laughed over dinner making small talk, avoiding talking about what would go on that evening just to calm her nerves a bit. After an additional coffee run -- it was going to be a late night after all -- they went to the hotel to check in.

Her eyes opened wide as he slowly unpacked all the items from his special bag onto the table, once they had entered the room and locked the door. Again he took a moment to show her them and answer questions she might have. She found some music that was appropriate for that evening's "entertainment." Then proceeded to mentally prepare her to let the night just happen to her and not feel the need to plan or arrange the events of the evening.

She is the type who outwardly is expected to manage tasks and deal with problems, no questions asked. To have to be the one who is not "doing" anything is an odd concept for her. Inwardly, there are days when she just would rather let someone else drive and enjoy the ride that is life. But on top of that the nature of their activities although sensual wouldn't necessarily be sexual in nature. If she became aroused he would not be upset, however he would only help her but not actively participate in relieving that urge. So who knows what she might feel like after a session was complete.

He told her she was to do just as he said and no more. Only speak when spoken to and not ask questions until they were done with the scene. If at any time she needed him to slow down or stop, she was to use her safe words. Finally, when addressing him, she should call him Sensei.

At first he just helped her out of her clothes and for her comfort told her to help him partially disrobe -- just as a practice for taking direction. Then when she had bent herself over the bed he proceeded to paddle her bringing a bright pink hue to her behind. A little wincing was noticed and she requested he slow it down a bit. So he started using other implements to flog her backside. These sensations all were different although the items used looked somewhat similar. She found several that were actually quite pleasing to her -- much to her surprise.

After a position change to standing facing the wall and several more textures were rubbed across her back, she found herself feeling hot and damp, craving release. Again, he noticed this as well and when he felt she had earned it with good behavior, gave her permission to finish. No sooner than the emotional and physical rush had ended she found herself kneeling on the floor with her head against the wall. The room was spinning and she felt light-headed but good. Not sure when it had happened during all the excitement, her knees must have buckled under her, but realized he had been there to catch her and cushion her fall.

This was a sign that she could really trust him. He held her for a few moments to make sure she was OK. Then he told her to get on the bed face down. She was to be tied up next...

Now this was the part she had some idea about, since in explaining the rope to her he had let her handle it, picking out the one that felt softest against her skin yet was thick enough to hold her without being impossible to tie. In some cases the wrists and ankles would be wrapped in a soft cloth like satin to avoid rope burn, but this wasn't necessary with what he had intended to use it for.

Perhaps it had been because just about everyone has seen someone tied up before on TV or in the movies, but she wasn't as scared now. Maybe it was because although her rump was bright pink and a little tender, it wasn't actually very sore as she had expected. Then again he might just be going easy on her because it was her first time.

He proceeded with some flogging because he could tell she liked that, but also started using some of his "sensory play" items. She had no idea what they were and was trying to remember what all those items looked like that had been on the table earlier. She swore he must have hidden a few because what they felt like had her imagination running wild.

As instructed she was silent and could feel the tension building inside her again. How this could be she wasn't sure because the "newness" of being flogged was starting to wear off. Her curiosity had been satisfied but apparently her appetite for it had not! Perhaps it was the ropes and the fact that she couldn't see or control what was going on. Even now she felt he was using something familiar on her but had no way to identify it. 

Then, within a moment she realized what it was – her own vibrator that he had asked her to pack with her clothes. He was using it to tease her rubbing down her clit and ass just enough to make her wriggle with delight. It never made her feel like THAT before. Guess she'd been using it wrong all this time.

He proceeded to push it inside her and turned the speed up so that the vibrations were driving her wild. If that wasn't enough he began massaging her ass a bit to make her even more excited. What she hadn't known is that he had a second vibrator ready and waiting for a special surprise. (He had asked her what her interests were and noticed that she seemed shy about anal sex. But whenever he had touched her there, she absolutely loved it.) He knew her better than she knew herself and began to work a second vibrator into her, but this one into her ass. Not being able to see it – she couldn't get squeamish about it and tense up.

When he felt she had done enough he told her to ask him permission to cum. Once she was able to get a full sentence out she did just that. Asking, almost begging him to let her. And being the kind soul he was, he did. Her arms and legs twisted and she grabbed onto the ropes to bear down. With loud moans she finally came and the orgasm was amazing. Then she slumped onto the bed exhausted. He loosened her bonds and rubbed out the cramp she had developed in her leg.

He told her to go to the shower in order to clean up and return to bed. Feeling better and a bit lighter, she returned to see the ropes were gone and the bed had been turned down with fresh sheets awaiting her. She lay down as directed but found it odd when he told her to spread her legs and arms and hold them there. No ropes just willpower was to be used this time.

He pulled out an item that looked like something out of a sewing kit. It was a metal wheel with pin tips on it and a thin metal handle. She had seen it earlier on the table and had no idea how it was to be used, but she was about to find out. He slowly ran it up and down her legs and arms. At first it pinched a little and then a strange sensation followed in her arms and legs – tingling like numbness – somewhat resembling when they sometimes fell asleep.

But he wasn't done yet. Having brought it up to her chest, he was running it over her breasts and nipples. Honestly she thought this was going to really hurt but he only applied a little pressure and got quite a result from it. It was amazing how excited she felt. What really blew her mind was when he ran it along her inner thigh and around the groin area. It wasn't like you normally put sharp objects near there so one had no idea what to expect.

After a bit more of the same they both were beginning to tire. He made sure she was properly rewarded for her good behavior...

It pleased him to see her making such progress. She was breaking barriers left and right. His "little one" was growing up right before his very eyes.



My First Time



September 29. A day that will live in infamy. At least for me it will. That was the first time we shared ourselves with one another. I remember that very clearly.

He had driven to see me, and it was obvious that we were both nervous. We sat on the sofa together, talking and touching, snuggling up and kissing. He has these eyes. Big, dark, velvety brown eyes that just melt the clothes right off your body...

We had been smooching and making out for a while, but then the whole atmosphere changed, became a little more urgent. He lay me down on the sofa, and lay on top of me, an obvious bulge in his jeans, and settled between my legs while he cupped my breasts through my shirt, kissing my neck. His hands were gentle and loving, touching my body. His kisses were delicate at first, soft and teasing, but the longer this went on, the more intense they became. His tongue lapped at my lips, dancing with mine, foreshadowing a new experience to come for me...or for me to come from...

He sat up and took my hands, and we walked to my bedroom. He slowly pulled my blouse up to reveal my soft, white brassiere. He leaned in and kissed me softly, while he worked his magic on the closure. Then he gently pulled the straps off my shoulders, removed it and dropped it to the floor. I unbuckled his belt and untucked his shirt, carefully pulling it over his head and discarding it aside. He reached out to me and pulled me close to him, placing his hands around my face and kissed me. His breath was hot on my neck, and I could feel my sex changing, preparing for what was about to take place, getting wet and hot, anticipating his hard, hot cock. He lay me on the bed, my legs hanging on the foot, and then proceeded to remove my most favorite pair of Levi's. He knelt on the floor and then began to kiss and lick my nipples, nibbling on them, grazing them with is teeth just enough to elicit serious pleasure from a tiny bit of pain.

He moved slowly down my belly, inhaling, kissing, licking, touching. Then he reached under my hips and slid my panties down, removing them and then it happened. He gently spread my legs, and worked his way from my knees inward. I have never experienced anyone going down on me, so this was a true first. His breath was hot against my pussy, and then he flicked his tongue on my swollen clit. Just one quick flick, and I could not believe the sensation. I moaned and he did it again, and again. He very gently opened the lips and buried himself in me. His tongue lapping my clit up, moving all around my mound, circling the entrance to my vagina, gently darting in and out the very entrance...wow. It was a great experience for me. This continued for a few minutes, and then the orgasm hit. It was different than when I would masturbate, not as intense, but highly satisfying.

He then stood, unzipped his pants and took them and his boxers off. His penis was beautiful- firm, erect, swollen- and then he began to open the condom wrapper. I watched him carefully roll it all the way down, relishing in the fact that it was not quite long enough. It was good protection, but his penis is a very good size, so it was nice to watch. He knelt between my legs and then his facial expressions changed. His eye contact was intense and unyielding. He nestled up to my waiting vagina, touching me gently and softly. His left fingers spread my swollen lips as his right hand guided his cock to my pussy. He placed the tip of his cock just against the opening of my vagina, he looked into my eyes and asked me if it was okay to continue. I nodded, and told him that all I wanted was him inside of me. 

He held his cock in his right hand and very slowly started to push it into my waiting body. He was so hard, and it was large enough that it almost hurt going in the first time. He moved slowly and carefully, just pushing in bit by bit, and then pulling almost completely out, and then doing it again. Each time he pushed that beautiful cock in a little farther, and again, until he was buried, hip to hip within me. He lay down on me, bending his knees up a little bit in front of his body, just under my thighs. Then he moved almost all the way out, and pushed in all the way in one fluid motion- then he stopped. Those gorgeous eyes never left mine. He pulled almost all the way out again, then pushed in a little harder the second time. He asked me if I was ok, and I told him yes, that it felt wonderful.

He seemed to relax a little bit, and then began to move a little faster inside me. I could feel his cock, stretching me out. It had been a very long time since I had sex last- I had not met anyone I really wanted to share that with, and so it was a renewal of my physical awareness in a way. He moved faster now, making a point to thrust in deeply and then almost completely pull out, teasing me with what would come with each new penetration. That is when he shifted a bit. He propped himself up, and then rode his hips higher up on mine. I felt the base of his penis hit my clitoris, and it sent a spark through my body. 

He began to move faster, thrusting deeply into my body. His new position was hitting that little nerve bundle of mine, striking it again and again. That was when the first wave of pleasure hit me hard. I could feel his cock beginning to change inside of me. It was getting thicker and harder. He moaned and smiled at me, still looking deeply into my eyes. I lifted my legs and pulled them closer to my chest to feel him deeper in me, and that was when I saw the indicator- that little sign that he was about to cum. He closed his eyes and was moving very quickly now. Whoever said the missionary position was boring obviously never had a good round with it... That focused look on his face began to melt and he cried out, thrusting deep and hard into my body, his cum pulsating out of his cock.

My orgasm throbbed, my pussy pulsating around his cock rhythmically...he would pull out almost completely and then push back in, out and then in again, and then finally he stopped, his cock still inside of me. He propped himself up on his forearms, kissed me sweetly and continued to look at me with those amazing eyes... 



My First Time



All I wanted was to go to university.

As you can imagine, in high school I was a simple guy, a bit different from the rest of the people where I grew up. I had always got along with every one in my class but I had a grand plan I wanted to go to uni & study business. Perhaps become an accountant or financial planner while my mates were interested in going to parties and getting drunk.

Of course I had a reason for this plan. You know poor country boy attempting to make something of himself; the kid with glasses , in the middle of the class room who's parents couldn't afford for him to attend the school excursions. Who always wore second hand uniform? 

My Dad was a farm hand & my Mum worked in the supermarket, but they did give me one piece of advice; my parents told me that in order to get along in this life you need to dress well and look good. Now for me this was not a huge problem. You see I'm almost 6 feet tall and fairly well built; I stay in pretty good shape because I play basketball. 

After year twelve I was admitted into the local university, I was elated. All the hard study and good grades had paid off. I could see my golden future laid out before me. Step one was uni then, as soon as I graduated I'd find a great job and then I would go about finding that nice woman who I could marry and live happily ever after with. My life was progressing quite nicely, thank you. 

One of the first things that happens at Uni is "O-Week", which is short for orientation week. It's a time when first year students become familiar with university life and meet the various clubs etc. It's generally a four day affair which takes place on campus. However there is a town tour which ends with a little camping. 

On day two we all gathered for our camp-out and tour of the town. Even though I had lived here my whole life I guessed it might be a nice way to get to know some people in my course. We all gathered in front of the library to meet the busses. There were about 200 students. Looking around I saw a collection of big buff footy players, scruffy surfie guys & a couple of Emo's thrown in for good measure. I was glad for my parent's advice to take care of myself and my appearance; I didn't stand out from the crowd, but I looked better than some kids!

The busses arrived, and the great mass proceeded to stuff themselves in. Not in any particular hurry I moved to the back of the second bus, and made myself comfortable. As the bus packed, a rather pretty girl started to make her way to the back to join me.

She wore a rather tight denim skirt, a singlet top, and black leather jacket; the exception to the rule of t-shirts and messed up hair. From this vantage I saw a rather shapely arse which made something inside of me stir.

It wasn't like I hadn't ever seen a girl before. I had dated some in high school. It just was, well, not in my immediate plan. But something about the way she moved was impressive. Her shape, her long flaming red hair, the smell of her perfume; I couldn't move, couldn't think. Something more primitive was trying to rest the controls of my life away from me, and I wasn't too certain I should give in. When she asked if she could join me, I stammered "yeah, sure", and she giggled as she sat down. "Hi" she said. My name is Lyndall

I couldn't stop myself from thinking about what it would be like to rub her thighs, or letting my hand run itself up to the hair between her legs. Would there be any hair? I knew a lot of girls got Brazilian waxes. Perhaps she was one of them? 

After driving around town with the bus driver pointing out some of the pubs and cafes that the town had to offer we eventually reached the dock where our boat would be taking the first years out to the island. 

Lyndall, was still Sitting very very close to me as she chatted away about her family and her friends in high school. I prayed to God that she wouldn't notice the erection that my jeans were barely concealing. Finally we alighted the bus and made our way toward the boat. As we stepped onto the gang plank Lyndall grabbed my hand. Holding hands was safe, but something inside of me was telling me that it wasn't. The boat was very crowded but we managed to find one seat. "You sit down first" she said with a giggle. Once I was she sat herself on my lap, holding on to me as the boat moved towards it's destination.

Actually the boat ride wasn't too bad; my mind having overloaded itself with the possibility that there may be more to life than computers and a cosy marriage in the distant future. I rubbed her back and told her about the place where I grew up; she held on to me and told me about her house in Sydney and how the waters in the ocean were so warm that she and her friends would go swimming nude in the on their way home from the pub.

Once the boat arrived, we were separated. We broke up into groups depending on our courses. Of course I was disappointed; for the rest of the day through lunch and dinner I hoped to meet Lyndall and hold her hand, but of course (my rational part told me) my purpose at Uni was to study.

After dinner there was a "campfire". With two hundred people attending it's rather hard to sit around a single fire and be cosy; and about an hour into this listening to kids talk about their HSC artworks and how they wanted to change the world with the unique insight they possessed, I quietly left.

Behind the campsite there is a flat grassy patch called "Lewis's Green." It also possessed one of the best views of the campsite and the river below. In full moonlight I made the trek to the river bank, where I found a rock and sat still, watching the water lap below me.

While contemplating the stars and my future I heard a twig snap behind me. Startled, I turned around. A dark figure worked it's way up the last 10 meters or so of grass and sat itself beside me, moon at it's back. Without a word, it started stroking my hair and face, relaxing me.

Lyndall! I was happy to see her again, as I missed her company from the morning bus trip. She stood over me, while stroking my hair, and started to work herself out of her singlet top.

I grabbed her hand. "Hang on," I said, "maybe we should talk. I've never done this before. Can you just sit here and talk with me a while?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't know. Are you okay?"

"Oh, yeah, you just take my breath away. Sorry; I'm just new at this. Please forgive me. God you're beautiful." I was in overload; there were about a dozen things I wanted to tell her but that was the best I could do.

She sat down next to me and held my hand, and we talked some more. She had an interest in photography and I told her how beautiful the moon and river would be captured on film. I told her about the stars and how if you were patient you could make out the Southern Cross. She asked me about my lovers and I admitted there had been none; I was always interested in fulfilling my dreams. We laughed, and when she went to kiss me on the cheek, it seemed natural to kiss her on the lips.

She let her hands glide over my back and I held her and stroked her hair. She shivered when I ran my fingernails down her back, and experimentally, I let my fingers run lower and lower over her arse as well. I whispered in her ear, asking if she was alright, and she responded by tumbling us both over onto the grass, her on top.

She pinned me down with her hands on my elbows, and laughed. "I've got you now. What should I do with you?" "Uh, whatever you wish; you've got me, after all." To which, she started to unbutton my shirt and kiss my chest.

I worked her singlet top off and started rubbing the skin underneath. Her nipples felt hard against my bare chest, and she gasped quietly when I ran my fingers over them. Perfectly shaped, she held one to my mouth and I started licking it, first gently, then hard, pulling the entire nipple in with my mouth and pressed around the tip with my tongue.

Lyndall picked her weight off of my hips and worked her way around to start taking my pants off. I rotated towards her on my side and started rubbing her thighs. Allowing my hands to work their way up her tight little skirt, I found her pubic hair wet, though then I had no idea why.

After working my pants off of me, she noticed that I was wearing my batman undies. This made her laugh. I blushed with embarrassment -- I felt like such a little kid, but she told me not to be concerned as she rolled them over my slim adolescent hips. I'm circumcised just like my Dad but I knew that not many blokes my age were. Would she think I had an old fashioned cock? Would she think it was too small or laugh at my thick black pubes? 

I need not have been concerned because straight away she licked my stiff cock, with her nose in my pubic hair she started sucking hard. What fragments of my mind that survived up until then had been blown, with the smell of her long red hair and her firm arse in my hands, my hard cock in her mouth and part ways down her throat. 

She asked me then if I wanted to make love. I said yes, but secretly I didn't know how. "Don't worry; let me do the driving." She unfastened her skirt and let it drop to the ground; she took her little pink undies off and stuffed them into my pocket. Then she sat herself on me, slowly working me inside. Holding my wrists to the ground, she rocked her hips back and forth until I was all the way in, and rhythmically she brought herself up and down.

I was breathless. Lyndall smiled at me and shuddered, getting tighter and tighter around me with each rock. She rocked for several minutes, and then with some effort pushed her upright, brushing her hair upright and allowing me full view of her glorious tits. I reached up and grabbed one, then the other, and circled her tits with the tips of my fingers, spiralling from the outside to the nipples. It seemed forever she rocked on top of me, both of us moaning and not caring who found us there, until I exploded, and for a moment her face shined in something more than moonlight.

I asked her "Why me?" at some point during our lovemaking, and she laughed, saying "Your cute, and I liked the way you tried to cover your shyness on the bus." After our lovemaking I held her in my arms and ran my fingers down her back. By this time it must have been midnight; the moon now low over the hills, and she snuggled close, spoon fashion; this time for warmth.

My hands fell on her stomach, and I drew circles around her bellybutton and across the top of her pubic hair. Turned on by this I bit the back of her neck softly, and ran my fingers up and down from her chest to her crotch. Her back arched, pressing her arse against my now stiffened member. Grabbing it, I pushed it forwards and in, brushing her clit with my fingers in the process. "May I drive this time?"

She arched her back even more, reaching around and grabbing my arse to help me in deeper. I held her, one arm around her stomach, and the other arm propping her head up and holding her close. We rocked, I driving myself even deeper and deeper as she moaned. I was sure we must have been heard, but I really didn't care; the only thing that mattered was this sexy girl in my arms, and driving her as wild as I could.

She broke out in a cold sweat all of a sudden, and I felt wetness down below that wasn't from me. She then gasped, and her grip on my arse tightened as I exploded again, clamping down on my teeth to keep from yelling at the top of my lungs.

We met every night on that trip; each time in a different location near the campsite. She taught me the fundamentals of sex, her shapely body infinitely adaptable to all of about a dozen different positions. And as we sailed back to the mainland back to school proper we held each other at the front of the boat, her arm around my waist and on my arse, and my arm around her body, hand inside of her leather jacket.

It's been almost seven years since my introduction to the mysteries. Lyndall is now married and living somewhere on the east coast; I haven't seen her in years. I now live alone in a one bedroom apartment in Pasadena; somehow the thought of a house with a wife and kids, Volvo and dog in the yard just doesn't appeal to me the same way as it did before. It's not a goal the way it was for me before; now it's just something that I might like to have someday.

I have had quite a few lovers since that night; I've even been in a few manage-a-tois. With each lover I have learned something different about sex and making love; with each person sex is different but always wonderful. But for me, the first time was special, a time that I will remember always.



My First Time



My behavior started while on my first bird hunting trip during my high school years. I went with my dad and some of friends for the weekend. My dad would only be there for one day but I could stay with Hal, a business acquaintance of my dad for the following two days. On the first day, while crawling under a barbwire fence, I got a nasty cut from the rusty wire. My dad got some hydrogen peroxide and some other stuff and made me promise to clean the cut and put the HP and the other stuff on the cut that evening. 

I was staying in the same room with Hal at the hotel and let Hal take a shower first. I opened up the HP and the ointments and put them on the night stand by my bed. When Hal came out of the bath room I dashed in, being a little bit embarrassed about being naked in front of Hal. Even being 18 I still had very little pubic hair and had no hair on the rest of my body. My butt was larger and rounder then I thought it should be and my legs looked like a girls and my body might be called skinny. The hot shower felt great and I cleaned over thing with a lot of soap. My anus is very sensitive so I always cleaned it with a soapy finger. I must of cleaned a little to much because I was getting hard and did not want to come out of the bathroom in front of Hal.

Wrapping my towel around my waist I tentatively stepped back into the bed room. Hal, a big man with a large stomach was sitting in a chair, still naked with a towel draped across his lap. It was difficult trying to keep the towel on my waist, putting on the HP and finally the towel fell off my hips. I gave up on the modesty and bent over the side of the bed and tried to pour the HP over the cut. Well it ran all over but none of it made it to the cut. After several attempts Hal asked if he could help. I though about skipping the whole thing but my dad said to make sure I did this. So being very embarrassed I agreed to let Hal help. 

Hal told me to crawl onto the bed, and moved my ass up in the air and pushed my shoulders down. I could not believe I was here on the end of the bed, my very red ass from the hot shower stuck up in the air. There was a very warm rush over my groan, I was getting a hard on again and was feeling very effeminate. Hal got the HP and poured some on the cut. I think some of it got into the cut but most of it ran down my ass, across my, now very excited, anus. Hal's towel must have fallen off him as I could feel is very hard cock poking around on my as cheeks. Hal told me not to move and got the ointment. Move hell I could hardly breathe now. My throat was dry, I was trembling so much it was difficult to stay up on my knees. Hal applied the ointment to the cut and must have seen the goose bumps appear all over my ass and legs when his hand touched my butt with the ointment. Hal must have put more ointment on his finger because now he was applying it right on my veeery sensitive anus. His finger felt so great I started pushing back against his finer and he got the message and was applying the ointment deeper. 

Looking around my shoulder I shuddered when I saw the size and length of Hals dripping cock. It was large, thick, brown, wet and stretched so tight that I bet it hurt. I turned back around, dropped my head, lifted my ass up higher and groaned. Not a word was said. Hal rubbed the ointment on his cock and started rubbing his cock all over my ass and then ended up with that mushroom head leaning against my slowly opening hole. I could not think, all I could do was feel the submissive warmth and Hal leaned forward and forced what felt like a baseball bat into my hole. Holding back by desire to scream "stop" I pushed back into his cock hoping that the mushroom head would pass through my tight ass muscle and on into my place of the prostrate. Jesus it finally passed through and he stopped while I adjusted. I could not get over how hot his cock felt in my ass. It felt like he had stuffed an electric curling iron up there. Whimpering, knees shaking, I pushed back. Hal grabbed my ass checks and slowly shoved his cock all the way in smacking my balls with his. It felt like his cock was going to come out my nose. 

Murmuring encouragements I told his how great it felt. Poor old Hal could not take much more and with a deep groan he pumped me about three times. The last push he rammed me so hard it pushed me down flat on the bed and that pulled his cock, now pumping cum like a fire hose out of my ass and coved my back. 

I just laid there is disbelief trying to justify what just happened in my mind and how I felt. Hal rolled me over on my side and pressed his now very large but soft cock against my ass and fell asleep. With cum seeping out of my ass I touched my very wet, hard cock with my hand. My cock went off with such an intense orgasm that I could feel my prostrate stretch and got a cramp in my ankle. I then fell asleep.



My First Time



[This was not written for publication but just for myself.]

I met Annette through my association with the Social Credit Political League and I started to go out with her. Annette was very tall, about 5'9" and slim. This was not the figure that I preferred but beggars cannot be choosers. It is not that I am unattractive at all, but I did not and I still do not know how to approach women. At this time, I felt that I was in love with Marion, a woman more to my liking and with a figure that I much preferred. Marion also had a much better figure than Annette; at least one that I was more attracted to. I had been out with Marion once or twice but she showed no further interest in me that way. Although we were good friends and got on well together, she did not want it to go any further than that. This was partly because she was still going out a man in Tauranga, where she came from. Anyway, back to Annette. 

On the first time that I had her around at my place, where I was boarding/flatting, my landlady was away and she came around to see me. We went into the lounge and I started into necking on the couch. I found Annette to be a good kisser but I had not had very much experience in this department before this, but she was good, none the less. After doing this for a time, I let my hands start to explore her body, at first her breasts over her clothes. She did not seem to mind this, although she was unsure of it because of her limited experience. I think that she was flattered with my attention. However, when I went to try to venture under her dress and down to her pubic region, she was unsure, but she let me continue. When I tried to get my hands into her panties, she drew a line at that. So we kept on in the necking for sometime before we stopped.

We had several sessions like this and she always stopped me. Of course, I was disappointed, but I could take it. I was still a rampant virgin, as was she, and two virgins starting out together does not always make a good combination. 

One problem was, that I always saw Marion at Teachers College every day as we were both in the same T group and our lectures were the same. We would spend a lot of time talking in our off time at the cafeteria. We had a good rapour and enjoyed each other's company, but she was most reluctant to take the relationship any further. So I kept on seeing Annette, who was at University, which was only next door but we did not see very much of each other during the week. My heart was with Marion but my loins were with Annette in the hope of seducing of her.

I kept on seeing her and going around to her flat. When I could, I would indulge in sex play with her. I liked Annette's flatmate, Hermine, a large Dutch young woman but I did not fancy her sexually. I had many meals around there and spent quite a bit of my free time with both of them, and with Annette alone when I could. I chipped in to the kitty for a contribution to the food that I had consumed there, which I thought was only fair.

It was sometime after this than I felt that I should break off the relationship with Annette because of the way I felt about Marion. I felt that this was unfair to Annette. She did not seem to think the same way about it, as I did not tell her the main reason about why I was breaking it off. She was upset because I was breaking it off, but I do not remember the reason that I gave her about why I was doing so. However, she accepted my decision but was pleased that I was still going to be her friend and go and see her. With our association with Social Credit, we still me through these activities socially as were as in meetings as well.

I continued to go around and spend time at the flat with the two young women but I never made any approaches towards her. I tried to develop an emotional relationship with Marion. Although we became closer friends, it never went to the length that I wanted, which was full commitment to each other with the development of a sexual relationship. I do not think that I was even able to kiss Marion, but I may have at one stage or another.

Things went on like this for at least two months, where I had two different relationships with two different women. One wanted me as their "lover" and the other wanted me as a friend. Unfortunately, it was the wrong way around as far as I was concerned. I wanted the women to swap rolls.

Anyway, I continued to see Annette socially and on one occasion I was around at her flat and Hermine was not there. We were fooling around in the bedroom for some reason, I do not remember why. Some how we were wrestling and Annette ended on the floor with me on top of her. We looked at each other for sometime and then I started kissing her. This seemed to surprise Annette, who had become used to me keeping my body to myself in that way, but she accepted and participated. I think that she was pleased. 

She stopped after the first tentative kiss and asked me if I was sure that this is what I wanted. I wasn't sure, but I sure as hell wanted to experience sex and I felt that Annette would be my best choice, so I said that it was. We continued kissing, still on the floor, and why we did not move to the bed, I will never know. I was on top of her at this stage and she had spread her legs to allow me to lie on top of her as if we were making love. We still had our clothes on and I was moving on top of her as if I was making love to her. Of course this made me very aroused, and I am sure that Annette felt this through our clothes. I stroked her breasts over her clothes and we, or rather I became more and more aroused. I moved myself off her somewhat I my hands went exploring more of her body. She made no attempt to stop me but then again she was not actively encouraging me either. However, when my hands went under her dress and attempted to get into her underwear, she stopped me. I am sure that if she had not stopped me then that we would have ended both having our first full sexual experience. It would have been on the floor with two very good beds only a few feet away from us. I was very unsophisticated in the ways of seducing a woman, and for that matter, I still am. It was to be several weeks before we first had sex together there and then.

We went to a Training College Ball. We went to a Training College Ball together and Annette looked very attractive. However, with high heels on and her hair done up, she was taller than I was and I had to look up to her. One thing about the Balls that I did not like was the fact that the price of the ticket included all you could drink. Many people, especially males, drank more than their fair share but I only had a few. I was never drunk at these and was always in full control of myself. Perhaps I should have drink more because I was not driving at the time, as I did not have a car. Annette had her car and we went in hers. I limited my drinking and just enjoyed myself. At this ball, they had an excellent floorshow of Polynesian dances, which was wonderful. We danced every dance and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.

After the Ball, we went back to my place as my landlady was always. We had a hot drink and I suggested that we went to bed for a cuddle to which Annette was agreeable. I moved my H.M.V. Stereo 2 into the hall and put a few records on automatic and we went into the bedroom. Annette of course still had her hair up and she was willing to take her Ball gown off, and as her bra was attached to her dress, she took this off also. She would not take her tights and panties off. I got into bed naked but she was partly dressed. We kissed and cuddled and stroked and no matter how I tried, encouraged or coerced her, she would not remove her lower clothing. I was disappointed with this, as I wanted to make love with her. I think that she knew this but I never told her that was what I wanted to do. We stayed in bed together for the rest of the night. We indulged in intimate caressing and so on but nothing else. She went home later in the morning, both of us being tired.

Once we went in her car to spend the weekend at my parent's place. We had an enjoyable time together. When we went to bed that evening, we were in separate rooms. Later in the night, I slipped into Annette's room and she welcomed me in bed with her. She had a nightie on and after being in bed with her for a short time, I was able to get her to remove it. I had red in one book that I had read, of a technique that a person used to seduce a woman, and I decided to try it. I kissed all down her back and then through her legs, concentrating on her vagina, and then started to move up her front. Of course Annette had to co-operate with this or it would never have worked and I think that she enjoyed it. She certainly became quite wet. As I moved up her front, I moved her more onto her back and I was between her legs. I moved into the position to enter her, but she kept moving out of my reach. I was not going to take her by force, but I gently tried often to enter her but she always foiled me. She was obviously not ready for sex but I was. 

We continued like this for many minutes. As I was not prepared to force the issue, I did not push too hard or forcefully, although I could have. I think that eventually I did have an ejaculate on her Mon Venus, and this quietened me down, at least for a time. It was preferable from my parents' point of view if we were in separate beds in the morning. For their sake I went back to my own bed. I would have preferred to have spent the night with Annette.

During this time, Annette suggested that she would go on the pill. I wasn't too sure about this but I was pleased that she was thinking about this. It also suggested that we would become lovers, which is what I wanted. I should have said to her to go ahead and go on it but for some reason I did not second the idea.

One evening when I had her round for dinner, I had intended to have her on the menu as well. We were in bed, both of us naked, before dinner indulging in some very heavy petting. I tried to mount her but she stopped me gently but firmly and would not allow me to do so. I tried several times to get her to relent but she never did. I was not forceful about it, but I think that I was withdrawn because of being stopped. I know that I should not have been but I was. We then stopped for dinner that was sausages, mixed frozen vegetable and mashed potatoes. It was a tasty meal but nothing spectacular. I should have had some wine with the meal but at the time I had not developed a taste for wine. I was unable to buy it as I was still under the drinking age. I probably could have obtained it but I was too scared that I would have been caught. 

After dinner we went back to bed together in bed and I started into the seduction routine, such as it was. This time as well as everything else, apart from trying to mount her, I rubbed my erect penis up and down on her vagina until I experienced an orgasm. I did this twice and each time that I came I sprayed either into or very near her vaginal opening. I had inserted a pessary into her vagina "just in case", so it probably was just as well I had. After the second time I came, I climbed on top, as up to now we had been side to side, and Annette said, "I'm scared." I tried to comfort her and told her that I was not hard and asked her to put her hand down and feel my penis for herself. She did not want to do this so I could see that I was at last going to have what I wanted. To enter that warm wet cavity of Annette's that I had been dreaming about so much. I was erect and she was moist, although tight and I started to push my way into her vagina. She complained that it was hurting her a bit and I asked her to pull her legs up more to try to make it easier. I was not really very worried about her at that stage because I was at last inside a woman. I wondered almost as soon what all the fuss was about because I did not feel the earth move or anything else like that. The feeling was good, but it was different to what I had expected. I had Annette pull her legs up more to her protests that it was still hurting. As she hadn't stopped me or attempted to stop me, I continued thrusting in and out. I had come twice before in the space of less than an hour but I still lasted only a short time before I felt myself coming again. I did not want to get her pregnant on the first time. Although I had used a pessary before dinner, I had not used any more. So I pulled out and thrust up against her pubic bone and ejaculated on her Mon Venus. When I did this, I told her that I loved her, but this was a lie. Of course I was fond of her but I was definitely not in love with her.

I did not find this first sexual experience wonderful; interesting but not wonderful. I started feeling guilty straight away, because in some way I felt that I had betrayed Marion, the woman whom I thought I was "in love" with. I should have felt like another foray into the new world of sexual adventure, but I just felt rotten. I did not want to have Annette around me, not because I did not like her. I had just had my way with her but I was feeling bad about it. Perhaps I should not have but I was. I was too bound up in my own feelings to worry about how Annette felt which was insensitive of me. After all, she had just trusted me with the most precious gift a woman could give to a man and I was not thinking about her at all. I said to her that I needed time to myself and asked Annette to go home.

What I should have done was to ask her to spend the night with me and we should have made love as often as possible. It would have been good for me but no where near as good for Annette. I had a caveman like attitude and a selfish way of making love. I knew nothing about how to give pleasure to a woman or what was important to them like foreplay as I thought that sex was mostly just intercourse. That was the main part; the object of sex or so I thought, but I now know that it involves far more than that.

I sent Annette home, which was a mistake. The first thing that I did was to ring Marion and told her that I had just had my first sexual experience. I did not tell her who it was with but she guessed, and she started crying. This had upset her and she wanted to begin an intimate relationship with me. This is what I wanted and I was pleased that she wanted this. We talked for over an hour on the phone, most of it with her in tears. She also made me promise not to go to be with Annette again, which I gave her.

I did not intend to go and see Annette again the next weekend, but she phoned me and asked me to come around. Of course I wanted to go and see Annette again and I wanted to make love with her again. Marion had gone away for the weekend so I could not go and see her, and I was just at home by myself for the weekend. I thought that if I went and saw Annette it would be likely that we would end in bed together. Forgetting my promise to Marion, I took the pessarys with me and biked around to see Annette. 

I was expecting Hermine to be there but she was away for the weekend so we were alone. I wanted to make love with her, and obviously she did with me, because she was extra friendly towards me, more so that she had been in the past. We went together into the bedroom and started undressing. Annette asked if we were going to make love, and I said that we were. We continued undressing and got on the bed together. I inserted a pessary in her and with the minimum of foreplay, I mounted her. She was wet, not doubt helped by the pessary. She was much easier to enter than the last time and she did not complain of it hurting her. She moved with me this time and we kissed as we continued. It was a much better experience for both of us but especially for me. Males always get more out of the first times at sex unless the male really knows what he is doing. I definitely did not. I was hoping that what I was doing was giving her pleasure. However, I never asked her if it was ok for her or if she would like me to do anything else to make it better for her. I guess that we were two blind people stumbling about in the dark. I was enjoying myself and I hope that she was. She did move much better than before and responded to my movements and moved with me much more and not away from me like last week. I think that Annette was pleased to be giving me what I wanted and was just going along with the actions. I do not think that she was getting very much pleasure out if it. In other words, I think that she was doing this for me and not for herself.

I lasted a very long time considering that it had been a week but I soon felt close to coming. This time I did not pull out but remain deep inside her. When I came, I tried to get even deeper inside her. I do not think she knew that I had ejaculated inside her. I found that when I had come, I remained just as hard as before and I could continue just as before. I think that I must have continued for at least another five minutes or so inside her but I did not come again. My attitude has changed. I did not feel as much like sex then as I had before and I was also feeling guilty because I had betrayed Marion's trust. I withdrew and lay along side her abruptly. When Annette saw that I still had an erection she wanted to know what the trouble was. At that stage, I could not really tell her what the real problem was as I felt that it was not really the time. I had just has sex with her and you couldn't tell her just after sex that you were going to break off the relationship for someone else. I said that I was fine. I did not even cuddle her and considering what she had shared with me was very insensitive of me. I stayed and had a meal with her afterwards. For some reason I did not attempt to make love with her again that evening. I could easily have had sex three or four times in two hours. I went home shortly after this.

I had to break the news to Annette shortly after this that I was breaking off the relationship for the second time. Annette was very upset by this and I was worried about her. I told her that I would always be her friend and that I would go around to see her still. This is not what she wanted to hear as I think that Annette was in love with me and I was treating her badly. I felt guilty as I usually do.

I never did tell Marion that I went to bed with Annette that weekend. I think that in my head, I justified it by saying that Marion had gone away for the weekend. I had not intended to visit Annette and if Annette had not phoned me, I would not have seen her. This was my justification anyway. Marion did not want me to go and see Annette any more but I explained to Marion that I was genuinely worried about Annette. In fact I was so worried about her over what I had caused to her, that I thought that she could have a wild affair, do herself harm or become a prostitute. I never made another pass at Annette, although I wanted to at times. I think she wanted me to as well. I had plenty of opportunities, but I felt that I had treated her badly enough.

I went and saw Annette several times after this and I used to spend long sessions just talking to her and hoping that I was helping her. It was at one of these times she told me that she was having an affair. She would not tell me very much at the time but I eventually got it out of her. She was sleeping with a married man who lived next door. Apparently, his wife had locked him out one night and as Annette knew him by sight, when he knocked on the door she let him in. He ended staying the night and I guess that he seduced her, as he was far more experienced than I. She would not tell me the exact details, but apparently they were not using any form of contraception and they made love on several occasions. I was glad that she did not become pregnant and I suggested that she went on the pill to avoid any possible pregnancies. I knew that she was at risk and I wanted to cuddle her and say that it was all right. I also knew if I did that, we would end in bed together and made love. This might have been what she wanted, but I felt that it was best if we didn't. Hell! That was hard! Annette turned me on and even when Marion and I were lovers, I could have still had more. I never seemed to get enough.




My First Time



As I said, I never made another pass at Annette from then on, although I had wanted to. I was very tempted often. One I remember especially well was just after she had broken her leg in an accident on her motor scooter. I bought the scooter off her later. She was confined to bed rest for a time with her lower leg in plaster. When I heard about her accident, which was a day or two later, I went around to see her at the flat. She was feeling extra down on this day, because of the accident and other things that had been going on in her life. I really wanted to throw my arms around her and give her a great big cuddle. I did not because I did not trust myself to do so. I know that the way that she was feeling, she would have interpreted it as a pass and would have welcomed it. As I was still attracted to her, I would not have been able to control myself. It was during this visit that she told me about seeing this other man. The look in her eyes was, among other things, was one of hurt and loneliness. I could have taken advantage of it but I felt it would have been best for both of us if I did not. I know that if she had made a pass at me, I would have been unable to resist her.

I did come close to make love with Annette at least a year later but it was my reluctance to lead that I let the situation slip away from me. This was almost a year later and Marion had gone overseas on V.S.A. I knew that when she said that she was going overseas that it would be the end of our relationship, but I did not want to face that fact. I was waiting for the "Dear John" letter from her. 

Anyway, I had gone around to Annette's flat one evening as stayed most of the evening. Both Annette and Hermine were there as I was friends with both of them. As it got very late I was invited to spend the night there. Annette said that I could bunk in with her like I had done before and I did in my underwear. Annette and I got in to bed together and I was facing away from the wall but we were as back to back. Annette reached over and gave my penis a playful squeeze. This was a come on if ever there was. As I was feeling lonely, I turned over and started to cares her, slowly moving her nightie up as I did so. I moved cautiously and she seemed to be encouraging me and not wanting to stop me. I moved up to her breast and started caressing those and she started to stroke my hip. At this stage we were still like spoons. I still played with her breasts and then started to move down to her pubic region, and again she seemed to be encouraging me. I had Annette turn more towards me and placed her hand down to my pubic region, which she did and started to stroke me. We continued in this way for at least ten minutes when Annette said that we should get some sleep. At that point I should have taken the lead, put her on her back, taken her knickers off and got on top and entered her. If I had done it that way I know that she would have encouraged me. 

I think she would have welcomed me but I was just too reluctant to take the lead. Instead I said I had to kiss her breasts first. She agreed to this and let me pull her nightie up and kiss her breasts, which I did for quite a long time. I should have been stroking her and kissing her all over as well but I was just not pushy or aggressive enough. I left it at that, which is just as well. She was in her most receptive stage of her period and was very wet and willing. She may have become pregnant as neither she nor I had any protection. She was engaged to someone else at the time and was preparing to move out of the flat. I will always regret not climbing on board. Annette was a very tall young woman and very slim and she and I could have had a good sexual relationship but it would have been very little more. I think she was in love with me although she was engaged to some one else.

I did see her another time after this and that was when she was living in Carlton Gore Road with her fiancée. They were apparently living together but not having sex because he felt that it was wrong before Marriage. He was there so I met him. Unfortunately I did not have any time alone with her as I would have like to have made love with her one more time. Then again, I would not have had the courage to make any pass at her so nothing would have happened. I think that if I ever met her again in the future on her own, we will make love. Although it is over 30 years since we did make love, I think that we would do it again. Here is hoping.



My First Time



I have always like dressing in woman's clothes since being a child. I often would dress up when my parents would leave the house and I would parade around like a woman would. Now that I'm 33 years old and married, I have to wait until my wife leaves to dress up as she wouldn't understand.

I often like to dress with the clothing that I like fucking my woman in and just being in those clothes turns me on. I would spend nights fucking myself with large dildo's thinking what it would be like to have the real thing and being able to lie there as a man service my body bringing himself to sexual pleasure. 

One night I found you can post an ad on craigslist and hook up with other people. I put out an ad and got several responses but I didn't answer. Several nights later I browsed craigslist and found some photographs of cocks that I would love to have sex with. 

My wife was talking about leaving for a couple of days and I got to thinking. I decided that I was going to do this but it had to be with the perfect person so my fantasy would be fulfilled. I placed the ad of me being a 6'4 215 lbs m/w/m that is a C/D and was looking to be turned into and treated like a woman. I wanted a male under 40 who is clean shaven and little to no body hair. I had to place the ad again a few days later with a photograph as I got no responses.

For the next few days I frantically checked my email and there it was. There was an email from a guy along with a photograph of his shaved cock that needed to be fucked. My heart jumped with excitement knowing that I was going to be the one to relieve his sperm pressure! We emailed back and forth with him sending me a photograph of his face and a handsome guy he certainly was!

It was decided that this could work for us and he was willing to rent a motel room for our adventure as neither of us were comfortable at each other's houses. We met for a few minutes at a bar where he gave me his room key and told me to get comfortable and ready.

I arrived at the motel and I put my wig on with the hair up in pigtails as I bathed. I finished my bath making sure to shave nice and close. I wrapped the towel around me and walked out into my room to where my clothing and make up was set up like any other woman would do.

I felt so different, almost feeling like a woman even though I have never been fucked by a man yet. I put my white satin panties on enjoying how they glided over my freshly shaved body. I put my bra and pulled it up onto my chest. I then put on my black and white plaid skirt feeling on it slid so smoothly over my soft legs. I followed that by putting on my shirt and then I went and sat on the floor. I pulled on my anklet socks that have the lace around the edge making me feel like a little slutty babysitter.

Standing back up I took care in putting my make up on just right. I have to look perfect for tonight. I stopped and gazed at myself in the mirror. I then looked down at my skirt and socks realizing that he will be between these legs making me into a woman tonight. My heart was racing so wildly it made me very horny. I then noticed that I began to look very much like a woman as I was putting on the makeup. Once I was done with that I put on my bracelets like I see so many girls wearing. I also put on my leather choker that has "Slut" on it. That is what I will be when tonight is over, a slut. 

I put on my black patent leather Mary Janes placing the strap over the top of my foot and putting it through to the clasp. It made me think about how I am now tied into what I am about to do. I looked down admiring how soft my legs were and how I love seeing the white sock showing though the open area of the Mary Janes. I slid myself up on the bed before lying down. This is where it will all really happen as I pictured him on top of me getting ready to fuck me for the first time.

I sat up as the phone rang indicating that he is walking into the building. I begin to shake as I head for the door. I look at myself in the mirror looking at a girl getting ready to become a woman. I hear the knock on the door and I slowly move toward it. Looking at myself in the mirror one last time as I walk by realizing I don't have to answer, but my desire for the experience over takes me as I take a deep breath and open the door.

He walks in and stops just inside the door as I close it and lock it. I turn and say "hi" with everything that I got. As I walk toward the bed he grabs me around the waist pulling me tight against him as his hand slides up my smooth outer thigh and right under my skirt. I feel his fingers trying to slide under my underwear as he seeks my pussy to stick his fingers inside of me.

He whispers in my ear, "are you ready Andrea?"

I replied, "I think so." As I reach back sliding my hand down his cock which is pressing to be let out of his pants and into mine.

He lets me go and he sits down on the bed. "Walk around for me so I can get a look at you Andrea."

I do my best and turn around in front of him walking to the other end of the room and back. He tells me I look beautiful as he lies back on the bed. "Straddle me and act like your fucking me so I can see if you are ready to become a woman."

I slowly go over and straddle his obviously hard cock. My skirt is just above my knees and I pretend to fuck him slowly by rubbing my white panties across his thick dick. 

He smiles at me and says "not bad, for a girl, but get on your feet and pretend to pump it in and out of your pussy baby."

He then tells me to stand up and he tells me to move over to the wall. I do as I am told and he moves closer into my personal space. I feel his deep heavy breath against the side of my face as he whispers into my ear "What is your purpose Andrea?"

I tell him as I look down, "to satisfy you sexually with my body."

He smiles and says "how would you do that Andrea?"

"By letting you fuck my face and pussy until I make you cum."

He then lightly pushes down on the top of my shoulders until I end up on my knees. I unbutton and unzip his pants. I then pull them down to see his swollen cock ready to get serviced. I put the condom on his cock which is now sticking in my face. My heart is pounding so hard and I'm shaking so badly I was surprised that I could put the condom on.

"Get off your knees, and squat. Put your hands above your head." I do as I am told and he grabs both my wrists with one hand as he takes a hold of his cock and slides it up and down each cheek. I'm beginning to get nervous as he traces my lips with his cock as I realize that I am obligated and I am not sure I want to continue. He then pushes his dick slightly against my lips trying to part my lips as I refuse to open my mouth.

"Andrea, slide your heels back to the wall like a good girl. Now, we will begin the process of making you into a woman, first I have to fuck your face so open your mouth nice and wide."

I open my mouth as he moans as his dick begins to slowly slide in and out of my mouth. I am off balance as he now has a wrist in each hand; the wall keeps me from backing my head away as he keeps sliding his cock in and out of my mouth with smooth, even strokes.

"Andrea, you're doing a nice job, a little faster now." He begins to pick up the pace with his cock sliding between my lips. I sucked him for about five minutes when he told me to get on my knees and grab my heels.

He then slides his cock back into my mouth as he places his hand on the back of my head. He works my mouth for a few more minutes while moving it in and out of my mouth very slowly before pulling his cock out. He then grabs my wrist and pulls me over to the bed. He then tells me to lie down onto the bed.

"Andrea, what are you good for?" 

I replied "to be your little slut." 

"By doing what?"

"Letting you fuck me."

He tells me to spread my legs as he sat back telling me to finger my pussy. I lubricate my fingers and I slide my panties aside. I begin to stick my finger inside of me and begin pumping my finger in and out of me. He kept telling me to add fingers until I had four inside of me. He reaches up and pushes two of his fingers inside of me with mine. I arch my back so I can handle all six fingers and deal with the discomfort I feel at first. 

He then tells me to lube his dick so I put plenty of lube on his thick hard shaft. I then bring my legs together as he tries to get in between them as I am really nervous looking at his cock bouncing in front of him realizing he wants to put it inside of my pussy. He begins to stroke my shaved legs and runs his hands over my panties as he pushes his hands between my thighs.

"It's time Andrea for you to become a woman. I am going to fuck your little pussy. Spread your legs for me." 

I slide my legs apart as he moves his cock closer to my pussy. I think to myself, I can't believe this is it. He's going to fuck me with his cock like I have done to my wife so many times. He had the same look that he was going to abuse my pussy like I also have done to girls I have fucked in the past.

"Andrea, tell me that you want me to fuck you" as he slides my panties over and sticks his fingers inside of me. 

"I want you inside of me."

He pulls his fingers out and he now has his cock slightly pressed against my opening. 

"Here's what you wanted Andrea, my fucking dick inside of you." 

He begins to push his dick inside of me as I let out a groan as I feel my pussy resist him forcing himself into my ass. I begin to sweat as my body was trying to deal with him trying to get it inside of me.

He only gets it in about half way so he pulls out and pushes back several more times. I can't believe how warm his member is and oddly soft despite how hard it is. I now realize that his balls are against my ass cheeks. He moans keeping it buried deep in my pussy. 

He then says "all you have to do is make me cum now Andrea." 

I put my leg up on his shoulder as he begins to fuck me slowly but with solid thrusts. I whimper as I feel every vein and muscle in his fat cock as it pushes against my pussy walls. I grunt a little as my back arches to handle his full length. 

"Come on Andrea, you have to moan like a woman to be a woman." 

All I could do was grunt and nod doing my best to be a little louder. I wanted him to hurry and finish as I had only fuck myself with a dildo for five minutes which was enough. He didn't pick up his pace but kept slowly fucking my body moaning with each solid push into me. After a few minutes I tell him I need more lube. I fill my hand with lubricant and rub it on his cock as he kept fucking me. I could feel my little pussy stretching with each thrust as he fucked me from every angle.

I began to really enjoy feeling his sweaty body against mine as he continued to have sex with my body. I laid there enjoying just being there as he got to use my body like I've done to my wife.

I tell him I need more lube again so he pulls out so I can lube his cock by sliding my hands up and down the length of his cock. He tells me to walk over and put my hands on the wall. My pussy is dripping from the lube and it's running down my thighs. 

"Fuck me Mister." 

He says, "Oh, I will."

He walks up behind me pulling my hips backwards and right onto his now even larger cock now swelling with his sperm. He begins to fuck me and pushing hard enough at times to make me go up on my toes. The feeling of that dick deep inside me was making me feel like I was going to cum. I can't help but moan as I think to myself as I look down at my lacy socks and Mary Janes that I am really fucking like a woman. 

I reach back and let his cock slide through my hand as he is fucking me like a girl. 

He moans "I love fucking you Andrea, your pussy is so nice." I feel his cock start to firm up as he slides deep inside of me as it is pushing against my walls as he moans louder. 

I tell him not to cum inside of me despite having a condom on. Without a word he stops deep inside of me as far as his cock will reach. I get pushed up against the wall as I feel his cock start spilling his cum into the condom deep inside of me. I can feel the burning warmth of his fluids against my insides.

He pulls out of me with his cock now half erect and pulls the condom off throwing it in the trash. "You're a woman now Andrea." 

He quickly puts on his clothes and walks out the door leaving me wanting more and making me feel like a used slut discarded despite I gave him my body to satisfy his sexual needs.



My First Time



What am I doing here in this restaurant in the Hyatt sitting across from my husband? I feel more like a high school girl who has been set up on a blind date by a friend. Which is what has happened.

Matt and I have been married for about 6 years now and everything has been great. We met in college and got married about a year after we graduated. Life has been great, including the sex. Matt has a nice cock that I like in any hole he chooses. It is about 8 inches long and about 2 - 2 1/2 inches across. I have always been willing to do whatever he wants, from going to strip clubs to nude beaches (where he had me naked in nothing flat) to watching different aspects of porn to exposing my tits to his friends, just anything he wants. I want to keep our lives exciting and not become the perfect bitch wife who only fucks in bed with the lights out and is BORING.

Now I'm sitting here waiting for my "date" to show up to eat with us before he fucks me in front of Matt. I'm not sure what I'm more nervous about, getting fucked by a stranger or having Matt watch while it happens. It is exciting knowing that there is a man who I don't know and have never met that knows that he is going to be 'lucky' with me tonight.

How did we come to be sitting here tonight? Matt told me about a year ago he wanted to watch me getting fucked by really big cock while we were watching a porn movie. He asked if I had ever fantasized about getting fucked by someone else with a different cock and I said that sometimes I did while masturbating, but it was just that, a fantasy. We had both had experience in college before we met, so it wasn't like I hadn't had different cocks to play with. 

He kept this up and I said that I wasn't interested and that he wanted me to get fucked by someone else so he could find some bimbo to fuck on the side. He assured me that he just wanted to watch me get royally fucked with a big cock while he watched and that he didn't want anyone other than me. The more I thought about it, the more I got wet. I finally said that if he was sure he could handle this, he would have to set everything up and go from there. This was about 8 - 10 weeks ago.

And that is how we ended up here tonight. Matt had set me up on a date to get fucked with someone he wouldn't tell me anything about, not even his name.

"Honey, hello" Matt says as I snap out of my thoughts. "Don't forget what you are to do when he gets here."

"I won't. I am to give him a big kiss and shove my tongue into him as far as I can. I am to let him do anything he wants to me and make myself available to him while we eat."

"That's right." This will make things interesting since Matt had been holding me tight and kissing me as we walked in and were shown to our booth near the back of the restaurant.

I was wearing a light blue dress that is somewhat sheer and a blue thong and matching bra that shows a lot of tit since it only supports them. This dress button all the way down the front and has spaghetti straps. Matt had me leave the top couple of buttons undone along with the bottom three so my lover would have easy access.

With my back to the front of the restaurant and my left side to my lover and waiter (who was enjoying the view of my 38D tits) could enjoy the view and have access. Matt and I were talking and holding hands across the table when he suddenly gets a big smile on his face and says that my 'date' just walked in. He got up and started to walk to the front of the restaurant and then were both there beside me.

"Jeff, this is Ashley, my wife and your slut for the night. Ashley, this if Jeff, your lover for the evening." The guys are sitting down while the introductions are being made and I quickly put my arms around Jeff and kiss him just the way Matt wanted me to.

Jeff is about 6' 3", compared to Matt's 5' 11" and my 5' 8", appears to work out and I notice his fingers. They are thick and I am thinking that if the theory of how wide a guys index and middle fingers are, that is the width of their cock, his must be almost half again as think as Matt's. Oh yes, and he's black.

"The pictures Matt showed me don't do you justice. They were lovely, but you are even more so in person. I can't wait to see you naked and sucking my big black cock."

"I can't wait for that either," I mention.

Jeff pulls me close to him and is kissing me. He moves from my lips to my neck and is working his way down to my tits when the waiter comes to see about drinks and appetizers.

After the waiter left, Matt and Jeff started talking about what I was in store for.

"From what I've already told you, you know the slut loves to suck cock and to be fucked hard. She enjoys having her tits squeezed and will take a cock in any hole he chooses."

"I'm looking forward to that. What is the wildest thing you have made her do?"

"Well, it was either the time a group of friends were over for a cookout and she ended up the topless hostess or when she was flashing her tits to truckers while we were driving on the highway."

"What was the wildest thing you ever did before Matt?"

"In college I went to my boy friends frat party. By the early evening I was naked and tied to a bed for anyone to use, guy or gal. I was this way all night and then given only my blouse and skirt and not allowed to shower before leaving."

"How many guys fucked you that night?"

"I think about a dozen, give or take."

"Did they come in you or on you?"

"Both."

"Just so we are agreed on the rules, I am going to use you any way I want tonight, for as long as I want. Your husband is just going to watch tonight and not be involved with us. You are going to be my total slut."

"Yes" said Matt.

"Well, I guess that is settled then. I am your total slut for the night" I tell Jeff as the waiter sets downs the appetizers and drinks. It was fun watching his face as he heard me talking to Jeff. He looks at me kind of funny while taking our food order, but he seemed to enjoy the view of my body.

We talk more about many different things while waiting for our dinner. Jeff has his arm around me and is fondling my right boob, mostly through my dress, but also from inside. Jeff asks Matt to tell him when the waiter is coming with the food. He then proceeds to kiss my and put his left hand inside my dress and fondle my right boob. Matt mentions that the waiter is heading our way with the food.

Jeff tells me to face him and he then proceeds to unbutton two more of the top buttons while the waiter starts to set down our orders, which he almost spills. He then pulled my dress to the side so that my bra and tits were exposed.

"Have you ever fucked around since marrying your husband?" he asks me.

"No" I reply while watching the waiter almost trip over himself over Jeff's shoulder.

"Have you ever been with a black man before?"

"Once, sort of" I say and all three men are looking at me. "I was at a party at college and we were playing a game. There were 2 girls for each guy that was playing. One girl was naked and laying on her back (target) while I (the jerker) jerked off the guy on the target. We "came" second, but the guy shot the farthest and covered her face. I don't even know their names."

The waiter asks if we need anything else at this time and we say no. As he leaves, Jeff turns to me and says to quit exposing myself to everyone and to pull my dress together. I look at him slightly confused and then pull the dress together but I don't re-button any of the buttons.

"You shameless little slut. Showing your tits off to the poor waiter to tease him. You should be ashamed of yourself bitch."

"You were the one who exposed me to him. I am your slut to do what you want tonight, why are you blaming me for this?"

"We will have to find a way to make it up to him tonight."

We continue eating and enjoying the conversation, the waiter checks back on us several times and seems disappointed that he doesn't have a clear view of my tits anymore.

"I want you to go to the bathroom and when you come back, there are to be only four buttons closed on your dress. Now go." He gets up to let me out and gives me a long deep kiss.

I walk towards the restroom and wonder how I am going to survive coming back. As I am coming back, I see Matt nod that I am returning and you get out of the booth to allow me back in.

"Very good you sexy bitch. You should have seen all the eyes on you as you were walking back. I'm sure you could feel everyone looking at you."

"Yes I did."

"Did you enjoy that?"

"Yes" I say quietly.

"Speak up when you answer my questions. I don't believe your husband heard your answer."

"Yes" I say louder.

"Yes what whore."

"Yes I enjoyed having people look at me and undress me the rest of the way with their eyes."

About this time the waiter stops by to see if we would be wanting any dessert. I speak up that I am going to be the dessert tonight. Matt just asks for the check, then signs it to our room.

"When we get up to leave, I want you to give your husband a kiss and then give me one also. Then I am going to walk out of here with my arm around your waist while your husband follows."

As we get up, I kiss Matt and then Jeff and we proceed to head for the door. As we head toward the elevator, Jeff turns to me and says, "You are to unbutton 2 of the remaining buttons and then go back to the restaurant and find out what time our waiter gets off work. Do not ask his name. Then leave a message for him to come to our room when he gets off work. Do not write the message, but leave it with them verbally."

I undo two additional buttons and then return to the restaurant to deliver the message, then return to Matt and Jeff.

As we enter the elevator to go to our room, Jeff pulls me into him, with my back to him and his arms around me. "I can't wait to get you to your room so I can fuck you every which way before your husband gets back." Jeff says this loud enough for the others in the elevator to hear. He then start kissing the left side of my neck from behind and driving me crazy. His hands are roaming my body and the dress isn't doing much to stop him since it is almost totally open.

We get off on our floor, the third, along with another couple and Matt follows all of us out. The other couple turns to the left and we turn to the right. Jeff is resting his hand on my ass as we walk to our room.

When we get to the room, Matt opens the door and we all rush in. The room faces the front of the hotel and it is a nice view of the parking lot and buildings across the street.

Matt turns to Jeff and asks him to finish unbuttoning the last couple of buttons for me. He slowly reaches down and unbuttons the first one and then the second one.

"Come to me Bitch" Matt says. I walk to him and he turns me around facing Jeff. He puts his arms around me and starts kissing my neck.

"I love you more than ever for what you are about to do. You know what I am ready to do." He says this as he is fondling my tits with one hand and playing with my wet pussy with his other hand.

"Yes. You are going to give me to Jeff to use anyway he chooses. To fuck me and make me pleasure him anyway he tells me to."

"That's right. But first I am going to undress you most of the way." With that he pulls the dress off my body and drops it on the floor. He then undoes my bra and removes it from me, tossing it on a chair. All the time Jeff has been watching and his cock is getting bigger.

"Now I want you to go to Jeff and tell him that I am giving him my most precious gift, my wife. He is to enjoy you anyway he pleases." He then nudges me to Jeff and goes to sit in a chair. He then starts the two video cameras he had set up and picks up the digital camera he plans to take pictures with.

I walk to Jeff and tell him, "My husband is giving you the use of his most precious possession, for you to use in any way that pleases you. That gift is that of me, his wife. What can I do to pleasure you?"

"Come with me." He takes my hand and leads me to the window. It is dark out and the lights are on in the room. He has me stand right in front and he stands behind me playing and squeezing my tits. If anyone looked, I'm sure they could see everything, including my wet panties. He then starts to kiss me on the neck again, my head resting on his chest. "Do you like the fact that someone might see you standing here, almost naked while a black man plays with your body?"

"Yes. I am glad to make you happy, which makes my husband happy, which makes me happy." We stay like this for about five minutes before he takes me by the hand to the bed. He sets me down at the edge and tells me to lie down. He then lies down and starts running his hand over my body while starting to give me deep senual kisses. He then slowly moves down to my tits, kiss, squeezing and sucking on each of them.

"Oh yes, that feels so good. Don't quit" I tell him.

He then slowly starts kissing his way down my belly and then to my pussy through my thong.

"Let me take these off of you so that I can see your lovely cunt" he says as I lift my hips to help him remove them. Once he has them completely off, he starts licking my cunt and fucking me with his tongue. Oh he makes me feel so good, I have never been eaten like this before, and Matt is good at pussy eating. He then starts pushing a finger up into my cunt on top of everything else.

"Oh that feels so good. Keep fucking me with your finger and your tongue. Yes. Don't stop, of fuck, I'm CUMMMMIIIINNNNNGGGGGG." I scream as I continue to cum for what seems like minutes, but is only (only??) about 40 - 45 seconds. "Let me see your cock and make you feel hopefully as good as you have made me feel.

About this time there is a knock on the door. "I would bet that is your waiter friend that you were teasing. Go open the door and let him." Matt tells me.

"But I'm naked."

"Go bitch."

I go to the door and look through the peep hole and it is the waiter. I open the door and invite him in. "I'm glad you could join us. My friends thought that I was cruel by teasing you at dinner and want me to make it up to you. What did you two have in mind" I ask.

"Let him feel you up and play with you for a bit, and then let him jerk off on you so he can remember this when he jerks off thinking about you in the future" Matt says. "Go to it and enjoy. You only have about 20 minutes with the slut."

He just looks at me for a bit and I finally take his hand and place it on my breast and squeeze it. I then take his other hand and put it on my pussy. He slowly starts getting into it and soon is sucking both my breasts. I am so anxious to get fucked that I am actually going to get him out of here as soon as possible.

"Come with me" I tell him as I go to a chair and sit down. "Take your cock out and jerk off for me and on me. I want your cum on me so bad. I was a bad girl teasing you tonight and I'm glad you have come to get a reward. Let me see your cock and jerk off for me."

He pulls his cock out of his pants and starts to jerk off and in just a few moments he is spewing his load on your face and tits. "Yess, come on me. Shoot your cum all over my tits. That feels so good."

He soon is done and I walk him to the door after he puts his cock back in his pants. I then go to the bathroom and clean yourself up.

I hurry back to Jeff and start to un-button his shirt and remove it from him. I then have him stand up so that I can undo his belt and pants and pull them down. It is then I see his beautiful black cock that I have felt during the evening. It is already bigger than my husbands cock, and I plan on making it bigger. I start to suck on it and to suck down as much as I can. It finally stops growing when it is about 10 - 11 inches long and about 3 inches wide. This is the largest cock I have ever seen, even in adult films.

I sit on this huge love tool and work it with my hands and mouth and there is still more left. I am able to get the head of his cock in my mouth and part of his cock in my mouth and then I have to work to get more in. I keep slobbering and spitting on his cock to keep the rest of it wet where I am playing with my hands.

"Now bitch, I want you to get ready for the ride of your life. I'm going to lay back and I want you to let yourself down on my cock the first time so you can pace yourself." With that he moves up on the bed so that his head is resting on the pillows.

"Here is where you can get the pictures you wanted Matt." Jeff says to my husband. "Your husband wants a picture of you just above my cock, part of the way down it and with it all in your body. Get ready to be a model slut."

Matt has the camera ready and takes a picture of my cunt just above the head of Jeff's lovely cock. I hold on to it and slide it back and forth my cunt and then slowly lower myself down onto the head. "Oh my gosh, you are so fucking big. I have never had anything like this inside me before. I'm glad you're letting me set the pace for getting this in me."

When I apparently have about half of that beautiful love stick inside me, Matt tells me to stop so he can get another picture. I slowly work my way down until I feel myself all the way down on Jeff. "Good going bitch. How does it feel to have a real cock in your fucking pussy?"

"Oh I can't believe the feeling you are giving me. It is so hard to describe except to say I love it." About this time Matt takes another picture of my cunt with Jeff's cock in me. "Let me get used to it and then you can do what you want with your slut. Take all the pictures you want of your slutty wife getting fucked by this huge black cock."

I rocked back and forth, up and down on Jeff's cock. It felt so good being so filled up.

"OK slut, you've been loosened up, now it's time to fuck you. On the bed on your hands and knees so I can fuck you like the bitch in heat that you are now. Move."

I got off of him and onto my knees and elbows near the edge of the bed.

"Put your hands on your ass and show me your ass and pussy. That's it. Now here comes my cock all the way into your pussy." He shoved his cock into me in one hard pust. Thank goodness he had opened me up already and if I thought I had been full before, now I was really full.

"Oh yes, fuck me. Fuck your slut with that big cock. Yessss."

"Fuck that married white pussy with that big black cock" I heard Matt say. "Fuck her like she's never been fucked before."

"Yes, fuck your married white slut. Fuck me hard, fuck me anyway you want, just fuck me."

"You like this cock bitch. You like this big black cock in your little married white pussy. A pussy that has never been truly used until today."

"Oh yes. Oh fuck, I'm cumming again. FFUUUCCCKKKK." With that I come for the second time harder than ever before today.

"Get ready bitch, I'm about to fill you with my black seed." He starts pounding me harder and harder until he stiffens and moans, then I feel him squirt his cum into me multiple times. He comes so much I can imagine that it is leaking out of me, if it's possible.

Jeff pulls out and lays down on the bed while I collapse next to him.

"You're not done yet slut. Once a black man has cum in his white bitch, she needs to clean his cock. Now get down there and clean my cock slut."

I manuver around on my right side to where I am holding his cock in my left hand and sucking him to clean off our juices. As I do this I see Matt starting to take more pictures. "Look at me while you're sucking his cock" he says. I look at him while I am sucking Jeff's cock clean and playing with his cock.

"That will be a great picture, your hand and ring on a black cock and looking right into the camera. You are such a sexy bitch. I am lucky to have you for my wife."

"And I am lucky to have you to fuck with tonight."

"But I'm the luckiest one here. I have two guys here to myself, one my husband and the other is my lover. And speaking of which, it looks like someone is ready to go again."




My First Time



"You're right bitch, now on your back and spread those legs so I can fuck your lovely married white cunt again. This time you will come at least three times before I do."

I lay on my back and spread my legs. I pull my pussy lips open, even though they are still pretty open for the recent fucking. "Come and get in lover. I'm waiting for you."

Jeff comes at me and rams his cock into me in one swift thrust. "DAMN. Fuck that feels good," I yell. "Fuck me baby, fuck your married white whore. Use me you black bastard." With that you start fucking me and just pounding my cunt. Suddenly I feel an orgasm building like a freight train coming down the track and I hear this voice screaming "FFFUUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!" before I realize it is me. I'm beginning to wonder if there are people next door and if they are going to call the desk.

"I believe that is one for you already." says Jeff. "Now I want you doggy again bitch" he says as he pulls out.

"NNNOOO, put it back in. I need that black cock in my married white cunt" I scream as I get into position. Jeff then starts banging me again, only harder if that is possible.It doesn't seem like a long time when I feel another orgasm building and building. Soon I am screaming again, though I tried to muffle it in a pillow, and cum and squirt onto Jeff's cock and balls.

"That was quick, number two already."

You pull your cock out of my cunt again and then you lay down on the bed. "Get on top and face your husband for now. Ride my cock." I quickly get on top and start riding your cock. Matt is taking pictures as I pull on my tits and play with my clit. Suddenly I feel a smack on my ass as you slap it. Before I can do or say anything, you slap the other side.

"Fuck yes, slap my ass. That feels so good, slap it more." You then take turns slapping my ass until it feels nice and warm.

"Turn around and face me without getting off my cock." I'm not sure I can, but I raise up enough to turn slowly around until I am facing you and Matt can now see and photograph my red ass. You then start squeezing my tits and pinching my nipples until they are standing out like little bullets. You keep fucking me as you pull me down and start kissing my face, lips and neck. You then move down to my tits.

"Yes, suck on my tits. Suck those big boobs. Oh fuck, you're going to have me coming again very soon." We keep up our fucking and soon I feel myself coming again. I almost bite your shoulder as I try to muffle a loud scream when I am coming.

"That makes three and here I cum. Fuck you, you married white slut. Fuck you."

"FUCK ME, fuck me lover,yes. FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK."  You are screaming and I'm sure the neighbors can hear you, next door and across the hall. You fall on Jeff and both of you are trying to catch your breath. "I have never been filled like that, you just kept cumming and squirting inside like no one else."

"His cum is leaking out of your cunt and onto the bed. It looks like he shot a lot into you slut."

"He did and it felt so good. I could take a nap right here very easily."

You two are lying on the bed when there is a knock on the door. I go and open it and the manager is there asking if everything is alright and may she come in to make sure. She says that they have gotten a number of calls about screaming coming from the room and she needs to make sure everything is alright.

"Certainly. The noise you had reports on was my wife cuming while getting fucked by her black lover. They are on the bed but you can talk to them."

As she comes in, she sees the two of you in bed. "Are you OK? Are you being forced to do something you don't want to?"

"Oh no. This may have been my first time, but it won't be my last. Wouldn't you want to get more of a cock like this" you ask as you pull off of Jeff's cock and start playing and sucking it.

"As long as every one is OK and willing. Just try to keep it down or ask for a room away from others might be better in the future. That is a nice looking cock but I need to get back before someone else comes to check on me. Enjoy." With that she turns around and walks out.

Jeff says that he needs to get ready to leave but first he wants to take a shower with you. Off you go and soon I am hearing moans from you like you are cumming again. After a bit you both come out and Jeff gets dresses while you stay naked.

"I hope that we can do this again. I can't wait to fuck your married white pussy, and maybe even that cute married ass."

"I would love to have you fuck me again, as long as it's alright with my husband."

"Call me Jeff and we can probably arrange for you to use her again. Next time it will include me and we will need to plan on the whole weekend maybe. I enjoyed watching you fuck my bitch, but only with my knowledge before hand."

"Good, I can have more of that lovely black cock." With that you walk him to the door. He starts out and then pulls you to him to give you a goodby kiss in the doorway.

"See you soon love." I tell him as he walks away.



My First Time



I looked at myself in the mirror for what felt like a lifetime before finally emerging, joining him on the bed. I kissed him deeply, in a way I never dared kissed anyone. It was breathtaking, but the words still managed to escape my lips, barely.

"I want you," I whispered as my tongue gently licked at his ear. "I want you to make love to me."

There was a time I thought it would happen for me differently. I thought it might be more...romantic. But that was a lifetime ago, when I was just a boy. That was before I embraced who I really was. That was before I became Michelle for the rest of my life.

The final surgery was 9 months ago, the one that made that last part of me, that part of me that felt wrong finally match who I've always known I was on the inside. Still, I was too shy to really...explore, I suppose. Sure, I loved being a girl, I loved living this new life, but after spending 22 years of boyhood in denial, I didn't have that much confidence in being a "real" woman. Don't get me wrong, every glance I got from a guy made me feel better about myself, made me feel more girly, so to speak. But I still wasn't entirely sure if I was gay or straight, or if those words were just labels. As a boy, I was attracted to girls, that was easy, but sometimes part of me could see something in guys too, though it was only certain guys, or maybe it was just certain...qualities...that I could see that could create that warm, bubbly feeling of attraction. But I was always so afraid to pursue that feeling, not knowing where it would lead. Since becoming Michelle, this curiosity only became stronger and I just couldn't ignore it any more. And now it was happening so quickly. It was only after a few drinks, only after a half hour of chit chat that turned into flirting that turned into a kiss that turned into a loft. I didn't know why him or why now, why tonight, or why I took this chance. I didn't know why I went up the elevator with him, or why it made me feel good feeling him get hard against me. I didn't know why it felt right, or why it was so hot, or why I brought condoms. I really didn't expect this to happen, but then again, part of me honestly wanted it so badly. I wanted to have sex with this guy. God help me, I just needed to know what it was like.

I let the straps of my dress fall off my shoulders. I let his hands travel my body. His lips meeting my neck, then my collarbone, then my breasts, kissing, caressing, nibbling, until those lips of his passed my navel. I felt his warm breath against my womanhood; he was kissing it so passionately through my panties. He slid them off, then he teased me with his tongue, kissing, biting my inner thighs before finally answering my lustful prayers. I felt each sensual tongue lick across every fold of my pussy, sending me closer and closer to my first real orgasm. I had never felt anything like it, even when I was by myself for the first time, when I first got wet, when I found my female orgasm, it wasn't anything as overpowering and moving and soul-shattering and completing as this. Never when I was a boy did I ever feel anything that felt this...good.

"I...god...I think I'm... ready," I moaned between breaths. My clit was in agony, but my whole body was dying for him to take me. And slowly, but forcefully, he did. Each inch at a time, until the pain briefly subsided, until I could tell he was completely and utterly inside me. Then I felt him withdraw, I felt him pumping me, grinding against me. He held me by my wrists above my head. He was fucking me, and I couldn't help but notice my legs wrapping themselves around him, my body, giving in, inviting him.

"Ah, oh, oh god, ah!" I screamed. But something inside me just suddenly...broke... and all of that initial pain just fell away, drowned out by this strange and scary new feeling that I could just drown in. I was feeling this unfamiliar wave of pleasure building and swelling inside me. I was feeling used and loved and fucked and desired and anxious. I was being brought to life for the first time. It was like I could see myself, as if I was outside of myself, but I felt everything. 

"...yes, yes!" It almost felt like with every moan my body was confessing something, something about what I've always secretly, shamefully denied but wanted to come out of me, out of my voice, my body, my soul. His body started to tremble, and I felt his cock burying itself deep inside me. With every spasm I knew he was coming inside of his condom, inside of me, and that I had made him do that. I tried tightening myself around him with each of his final thrusts, wanting to take from him every last drop, wanting to savor him, though I knew it was over, and I knew I hadn't completely finished. But the night was still young, and he had just made me a woman, unbeknownst to him. And there was still so much more of my body I wanted him to have, there was still so much more of my new lover I needed to satisfy for myself, so much more that I craved. 



My First Time



Hi everyone it's me again, Exakta66. I have another confession to make. I know you've heard this before, but this one is big. Are you ready? I am on a sex fantasy website. Oh yes, believe me. I know it sounds filthy and perverted, but really it's not that bad. Believe me, you should try it sometime. 

Anyway, I know you've heard it before, but I enjoy reading the stories for the most part. I've even written a couple, OK thirty-four, of my own. I think it has improved my writing skills and has provided me with hours of fun. I find most of the stories interesting, but not always all that arousing. As I've mentioned before, in general I only find the girl on girl and girls with toys stuff arousing. OK, maybe a few other things. I really don't find reading about sex acts all that arousing for the most part. Same for me when watching porn and I know from reading here that I am not the only guy that fast forwards to the girl on girl parts. So, I really don't always have huge expectations in that area when I log on.

The other thing I really don't expect is to meet anyone on the site. I know it is not a dating site. I am a member of an Internet dating site. Actually two, but who's counting. So, that was never an expectation. I have to say I enjoy the messages and the chats with the girls on the site. Most I have met are very friendly and nice. They write some hot stories as well. But I never really had the expectation of meeting anyone. Certainly not for sex. So, when the subject of cybersex came up in a couple of chats, I literally laughed it off. I mean cybersex? Sounds like an oxymoron. I think computers suck most of the time, but not in a good way. I have a hard time saying computer and sex in the same breath. Let's face it, I am a 48-year-old man. I am a bit old fashioned in some ways. The fact that I can even use a computer is amazing. But sex to me means being in the same room with another human, a girl by the way, and that is that. If I don't often get aroused reading about sex acts, I am certainly not going to get anything out of typing some conversation on a computer screen. Right?

So when yet another girl mentioned that she liked to cyber in a recent chat, I laughed it off yet again. It had been brought up to me in chats with girls before, but I never took it serious. I could not even have imagined myself sitting there in front of a computer with a straight face and attempt to cyber, as they call it. When the subject came up, I usually tried to change it. It is not like I am not easily aroused. Heck, I can snap to attention faster than a group of cadets when a five star general walks by. But only with a real live girl in the same room, or so I thought...

So, when I started chatting recently with a new girl, it just seemed like more of the same. ClassyLady made it clear she was into cybersex. I told her in our first few chats how I felt about it. I thought it was a joke, seriously. I repeated my feelings in our next couple of chats. But this girl was not the type to take no for an answer. She set out to seduce me, being the sexy seductress she is. Hell, it was more like rape. Let's see if I remember how the chat went. I may have to refer to the transcript I mailed myself. Oh yes, it went something like this.

ClassyLady: Hi.

Exakta66: Good morning.

Exakta66: Hanging out on the sex site again, eh?

Exakta66: How is your story doing?

ClassyLady: Have not done any more on it but have made notes for a couple of others.

ClassyLady: It is nice to chat with you.

Exakta66: I usually finish a story in the same day once I start.

Exakta66: And thanks, nice to chat with you as well.

ClassyLady: I respect your honesty with me.

Exakta66: I like honesy.

Exakta66: I mean honesty.

ClassyLady: Me too.

Exakta66: Even if it's not always what I want to hear it is better in the long run.

ClassyLady: I was talking to someone earlier and he was pressuring me to be too personal and I didn't like that.

Exakta66: You will find all sorts here. I have heard a lot of stories.

ClassyLady: I am lucky I found you to talk to.

Exakta66: Guys can be aggressive. I don't have any expectations of the site other than a fantasy site.

Exakta66: The chat is nice, but I don't expect anything. If someone wants to get personal fine. But I can't expect that.

Exakta66: I've heard some guys won't even chat unless it is about sex. That seems stupid.

ClassyLady: He was wanting me to explain things about my body and me personally in detail. He wanted to know everything.

Exakta66: LOL.

ClassyLady: It was not nice. It was very rude.

Exakta66: I agree.

ClassyLady: I will say some stuff but as you say this is a fantasy site.

Exakta66: Yes this is a fantasy site.

Exakta66: I have heard of people hooking up but everyone I chat with seems so far away. I don't expect that.

Exakta66: This is not a dating site.

Exakta66: I am on a dating site.

ClassyLady: You are on a dating site?

Exakta66: Yes, singlesnet. Same screen name.

Exakta66: Same pictures I am sure.

ClassyLady: I thought you were in a relationship?

Exakta66: No, not really. Was with a girl for seven years but she died in 2006.

ClassyLady: Yes, you said.

Exakta66: Have not been in what I would call a serious relationship since.

Exakta66: You in a relationship? Don't recall you saying.

ClassyLady: Yes. I am in a committed relationship.

Exakta66: Good for you.

Exakta66: I would say most people I have met on here are married, but not all.

ClassyLady: I love him very much.

Exakta66: Lucky man.

Exakta66: And lucky you.

ClassyLady: He knows I chat here.

Exakta66: I don't think there is anything wrong with exploring fantasies here.

ClassyLady: No, not at all.

Exakta66: I am sure he knows that. Better here than in the corner bar.

ClassyLady: Lol.

Exakta66: This is a different outlet for me. This whole fantasy thing is new to me.

Exakta66: I am amazed at how much I came up with in my writing.

ClassyLady: He knows I would never cheat on him in reality.

Exakta66: He truly is a lucky man to have you. I am sure he realizes it.

ClassyLady: He also knows I have a hot mind and a lot of sexual thoughts to explore.

Exakta66: A hot mind is a good thing!

Exakta66: A hot woman with a hot mind. You can't beat that.

ClassyLady: But I am full of love and hot thoughts.

Exakta66: That is a real good thing.

Exakta66: Believe me.

ClassyLady: Would you give me a hug?

Exakta66: Yes I could do that. That sounds good.

ClassyLady: Put your arms around me.

Exakta66: I will give you a big squeeze.

Exakta66: You feel so warm.

ClassyLady: And I snuggle up.

Exakta66: And soft.

Exakta66: I feel your breath on my neck.

ClassyLady: and kiss your neck.

Exakta66: Your lips feel nice.

Exakta66: And I return the favor.

ClassyLady: and nibble your ear.

Exakta66: I tease your ear with my mouth.

ClassyLady: Then look up into your eyes.

Exakta66: and breathe lightly in your ear. I let out a soft hum...

Exakta66: Your gaze is captivating.

A note here. By now I was starting to have trouble typing. I think I have corrected a few of the spelling errors, but it was getting tough.

Exakta66: I lean in and we touch noses.

ClassyLady: giggling.

Exakta66: I look deep in your eyes for a moment, hesitating.

Exakta66: Then we kiss.

ClassyLady: A wonderful sensuous kiss.

ClassyLady: So soft.

Exakta66: Lingering, I slowly insert my tongue in your mouth just touching your teeth.

ClassyLady: It tingles.

Exakta66: I feel you shudder in my arms.

ClassyLady: and my tongue dances with yours.

Exakta66: I tease your gums and tongue.

ClassyLady: mmmmmmmmmmmmmm....

Exakta66: I pull my tongue back and nibble at your lower lip.

ClassyLady: Sparks run through me.

Exakta66: I feel it too.

ClassyLady: I push my body in closer to you.

ClassyLady: running my hands over you.

Exakta66: Your hair is so soft it tickles me.

Exakta66: Your hands feel so good on my body.

ClassyLady: I can feel your heartbeat.

Exakta66: I stroke your neck with my hands.

I recall hesitating at around this point. It was getting increasingly difficult to type.

Exakta66: then I start to take off your top.

ClassyLady: the hairs on my neck stand up.

ClassyLady: as my arousal grows stronger.

Exakta66: I kiss you again in a passionate kiss as I undo your pants. I am getting quite hard...I am actually.

ClassyLady: Really?

Exakta66: Oh yes, once you started with the neck I was getting aroused.

Exakta66: I didn't realize this can be so stimulating.

Exakta66: I can see you've done this before.

ClassyLady: u like?

Exakta66: yes!

Exakta66: Getting harder to type...lol.

ClassyLady: Wriggling my hips a little as you fumble with my clothes.

Exakta66: I pull your pants down as you kick off your shoes.

ClassyLady: My hands reach your ass.

Exakta66: I pick you up and put you on the bed.

Exakta66: I reach around and unhook your bra.

ClassyLady: Still kissing you.

Exakta66: Your erect nipples are staring me in the face.

ClassyLady: shivers running right through me.

Exakta66: I start kissing down your neck to your breasts.

Exakta66: I tease your nipples with my tongue.

Exakta66: I trace circles around them.

Exakta66: I push you back on the bed and pull off your panties.

ClassyLady: tracing a finger around your thighs and your hips.

Exakta66: I feel your gorgeous breasts with my right hand then kiss down your stomach.

ClassyLady: getting even more aroused and i start squirming and moaning

Exakta66: I kneel down and spread your legs

Exakta66: I start to kiss your inner thighs

ClassyLady: oooooooooooooooo

ClassyLady: yeeeeeeeeeesssssssssss

Exakta66: delicate tongue strokes up towards your womanhood

Exakta66: I can smell your scent as I get closer

Exakta66: It is delicious.

ClassyLady: aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh

Exakta66: I hear your soft moans.

ClassyLady: driving me crazy just feeling your breath

Exakta66: I kiss around your soft mound and then delicately taste your outer lips

ClassyLady: mmmmmmmmmmmmm

Exakta66: I insert my tongue up and down your moist pussy

ClassyLady: My back arches now.

Exakta66: I insert my index finger of my right hand and rub the upper part of your love canal putting pressure on your g-spot

ClassyLady: OOOOOOOOOOOO

Exakta66: I gently tease the area around your clit with my tongue as I slowly circle it]

ClassyLady: my juices flow

Exakta66: As I keep up the pressure on your g-spot, I tongue your clit with the same rhythm

ClassyLady: I'm reaching new highs

Exakta66: You are squirming uncontrollably under my tongue and mouth

ClassyLady: hips gyrating

Exakta66: I have to bury my face in you to keep up

ClassyLady: orgasm follows orgasm

Exakta66: I feel your hairs and your juices entering my mouth and nose, it is delicious...you taste soooo good

ClassyLady: WOW

Exakta66: Hey

Exakta66: Was it good for you?

ClassyLady: Oh yes!

ClassyLady: u?

Exakta66: Oh yes!

ClassyLady: mmmmmmmmmmmm

Exakta66: I think I need a break.

Exakta66: For a moment.

ClassyLady: i see

ClassyLady: too hot for you???

Exakta66: Not used to it.

Exakta66: But I like it.

ClassyLady: I'm glad.

Exakta66: Not used to describing everything.

Exakta66: But it is good.

Exakta66: Really.

ClassyLady: i hope you aren't disappointed

Exakta66: No, not at all.

Exakta66: How am I doing?

ClassyLady: it makes it feel real i think

Exakta66: Much more than I would expect.

ClassyLady: you are great!!

ClassyLady: Really hot!!!!

Exakta66: Thank you.

Exakta66: I will probably get better.

ClassyLady: i don't want to pressure you into anything

Exakta66: No, not at all

Exakta66: Just not used to typing everything in real time.

Exakta66: I sort of wanted to try this.

Exakta66: but you had me at the neck kissing part and it gets hard to think! lol.

ClassyLady: sometimes i think its nice to put your true feelings down and bring something to life

Exakta66: agreed

I am starting to think at this point of the possibilities. I want to try something.

Exakta66: Can I kiss your toes?

Exakta66: You have such pretty feet.

ClassyLady: i felt really good

ClassyLady: mmmmmmmmmm that's nice

Exakta66: I hold your ankles and lift your foot to my face

Exakta66: I take my tongue and delicately stroke the bottoms of your toes, one by one

ClassyLady: that sends tingles up my spine

Exakta66: I kiss each toe one by one.

Exakta66: I take each one in my mouth and stroke it with my tongue

ClassyLady: I smile at you.

Exakta66: I rub your foot while I do this paying attention to your arches

ClassyLady: Feels soooo good.

Exakta66: I massage your foot with my thumbs

ClassyLady: i feel so relaxed

Exakta66: you emit soft moans of pleasure

Exakta66: I suck each of your toes harder

Exakta66: I kiss the tops of your feet and then start working my way back up your legs

ClassyLady: leaning back just enjoying you pleasuring me

Exakta66: I want to kiss every inch of your body

ClassyLady: my whole body feels the pleasure

Exakta66: and if I miss a spot I want you to make me start over again

Exakta66: I glide my tongue up from your feet to the insides of your legs

ClassyLady: electricity running through me

Exakta66: I work my way up your calves one at a time holding your legs firm in my hands

ClassyLady: My legs open up.

Exakta66: When I get back up to your thighs, I massage them firmly with both hands as I kiss and lick every inch

ClassyLady: breathing deep.

Exakta66: I take the skin of your inner thighs and pinch it delicately between my teeth

ClassyLady: oooooooooo

Exakta66: I do this all the way up working back to your womanhood once again

Exakta66: I take my time, doing it very slowly

ClassyLady: the slower the better

ClassyLady: moaning louder now.

Exakta66: Your moans increase in intensity, as your pleasure is obvious

ClassyLady: feeling quite wet

Exakta66: I work up to the area between your pussy and your butt. I work the area hard with my tongue as I hold and massage your thighs

ClassyLady: desires growing.

Exakta66: I softly tease the hairs of your mound as I take in your delicate scent. You smell so good

ClassyLady: your touch makes me wild

Exakta66: I squeeze your hips as I again kiss the whole area around your wet pussy

ClassyLady: i have no control over my increasing wetness

Exakta66: I pause for a moment to bask in the scent then slowly kiss and lick your whole area. The taste is delicious as your juices start to drive me wild

ClassyLady: my body succumbs

Exakta66: I lap them up like an animal at feeding time

ClassyLady: my juices flow.

Exakta66: I don't want to miss a single drop of you

ClassyLady: more and more.

Exakta66: your juices flow like they threaten to drown me and I want to drown

ClassyLady: take me my love.

Exakta66: I lift my head for a moment

Exakta66: I take off my shirt and throw it aside

Exakta66: I remove my shoes and pants

Exakta66: You admire the bulge in my underwear

ClassyLady: getting impatient.

ClassyLady: screaming for you now!

Exakta66: I remove my underwear and throw them in the pile 

ClassyLady: NOW!!!!

Exakta66: you reach out and touch the head of my stiff cock and give it a rub

Exakta66: it feels so good.

Exakta66: I insert the head in your wet folds

ClassyLady: I lift my legs high.

Exakta66: I tease your wetness for a moment

ClassyLady: hook them over your shoulders

Exakta66: then I slowly insert it as I feel every inch of your tight wetness engulf me

ClassyLady: deep deep

Exakta66: It is comforting and feels so good like your embrace

Exakta66: I push it all the way in as I lean forward over you

ClassyLady: we are as one.

Exakta66: my arms are at your sides as I begin to pump. I kiss your breasts as your nipples are before my face

ClassyLady: feels so good.

Exakta66: As I pump harder your breasts bounce before my face and I start to get lost in my own pleasure

ClassyLady: our pleasure.

Exakta66: I am quite unaware of my surroundings, all I can hear is your pants and moans

ClassyLady: louder and louder!

Exakta66: Your sounds of pleasure increase as I feel my orgasm building

ClassyLady: begin to climax

ClassyLady: going beyond the clouds.

Exakta66: I feel your muscles gripping me as I force against them...you are getting louder...I hear you pant in my ear

ClassyLady: reaching the stars.

Exakta66: your breath I can feel as I lean in and we both cum together

ClassyLady: yeeeesssssssss!!!!!!!!

ClassyLady: I begin my descent now with you.

ClassyLady: holding you close.

Exakta66: I feel so relieved...an incredible feeling of relaxation comes over me

Exakta66: I slide my member out of you as I sit back 

ClassyLady: a wonderful feeling.

Exakta66: I roll over next to you and we look in each other's eyes

ClassyLady: we lay together.

Exakta66: we smile at each other.

ClassyLady: I close my eyes.

Exakta66: I take your hand and kiss your palm and you giggle

Exakta66: then we lie back and relax

ClassyLady: satisfied.

Exakta66: oh yes!

ClassyLady: how did you feel?

Exakta66: nice.

Exakta66: I get aroused, but then I sometimes lose it when I have to think what to type

ClassyLady: Did it feel real?

Exakta66: at times.

Exakta66: This is new to me

Exakta66: but then I come out of it when I think too much what to type

ClassyLady: good.

Exakta66: but I see the possibilities

ClassyLady: it's the way it should be if you got some pleasure

Exakta66: oh yes

ClassyLady: thank you.

Exakta66: No, thank you.

Anyway, shows over folks. You can go back to work or whatever.

I would like to thank the staff at this site for all the features this site offers. Thanks to the mail yourself your chat feature, this story was just a matter of cut and paste. It was the easiest story I ever did.

I would also like to thank ClassyLady for starting off my July 4th weekend with a bang...you know who you are. Until next time...later.



My First Time



The night started out innocent enough. Some girlfriends and I occasionally has a "girls night out" away from our husbands. Usually we just have drinks and go to dinner. I dressed in my black slacks and charcoal grey sweater with a black blouse underneath. My husband was out of town on business and my son was spending the night at a friends house. So I knew I would not be in a hurry to get back home. Maybe inside I wanted something to happen as I took more time getting ready. I am in fairly good shape. I only gained 5 lbs during 15 years of marriage and having one child. 

My friend Olivia picked me up we drove to the Ghost Bar lounge (I live in Las Vegas). We don't normally go to such places, but friends got us passes, and I really wanted to check it out. I have lived in Vegas most of my life and never been to the Palms Hotel or its famous lounge. I was looking forward to it. Since I was driving I new I could break out of my conservative persona and have some drinks.

The night was a typical girls night out. We dranks, told story and some of the girls even got up on the dance floor. I just stayed at the table and sipped my wine. Olivia on the other hand was letting it go, she was having a great time on the dance floor and flirting with the guys. As it got late the girls started heading home. I couldn't find Olivia.....she was dancing several dances with a certain guy but haven't seen her for awhile. I waited by myself for a few minutes and it wasn't until I checked my phone I saw Olivia's text. She said he met some one and hoped I can find another ride with one of the other girls. Just my luck the other girls already left. Oh well, might as well take a cab. 

I was heading for the elevator to exit when I heard a voice, "Mary....is that you?" Startled I turn around and saw a recognizable face.

"Charles, is that you?". Charles was a former student of mine back about seven years. He was an athletic african american about 6'1 220 pounds...and there wasn't an ounce of fat on him. I was stunned to see him. He got up and gave mea hug. 

"Surprised to see you here" he said. 

"Well I was just leaving...my friends and I just come out for a few drinks" I said.

He insisted on buying me a drink. Since my ride already left, and I knew my husband was out of town...what the heck...sure I decided to have a drink. He told me about what he was doing. He just graduated from San Diego St. and was getting into athletic training. The whole time we were chatting I was thinking what a good looking guy he turned out to be. He was always a good looking kid who would always make you laugh. But he matured into a real physical specimen.

Pretty soon the drinks stopped being wine and he began buying me tequila shots. Not a good idea since I really don't drink a lot anymore. In my college days I could hold my liquor but was years ago. I should have declined, but the initial drinks took away my good judgment.

After a few shots he asked me to dance. I couldn't...haven't danced in years..but he insisted...and dragged me onto the floor. I felt so uncomfortable, the type of dance styles was definitely different from my college days. He laughed at my moves...

"Let me show you", he put his hands on my hips and moved them closer to his pelvis. He began to grind into me.....I was shocked at the way he danced..it was like he was having sex with me. However I soon followed his steps and was even more shocked as I grinded into him. The music..the drinks...my head was spinning. I was having fun.....could not believe I was letting myself go. Normally I am so conservative, but not tonight.

After awhile we went back to our seats. I needed some water and a rest. We chatted some more and he would always make me laugh. Then out of the blue he said, "do you want to go to my room?"

I was stunned...I stared up at him...shocked...afraid...he knew my husband....he was my former student......I can't believe what I just heard.

Then he started laughing..."just fucking with ya." as he laughed.

What a jerk..I thought....he actually had me thinking that he was propositioning me...

"Too bad you were joking"...I said, "I was about to say yes".

This time he was startled...and shocked. "really....are you serious...I would love to...let's go"

I responded calmly, "Too late....you were just fucking with me...and not you the moment of the opportunity is lost..." 

Then I started laughing...and he laughed...."that was good...way to get me going"...he laughed.

The subject turned to more benign conversation, but I can tell I had him shook up. For the first time..I noticed him actually checking me out....I knew he was thinking about the two of us together....

After awhile, I told him I should go. I had far too much to drink....and far too much flirting. We got up and walked to the elevator. The bar is on the top floor so we had to take the elevator down to the main floor. Charles hit the button for the 14th floor. That is where he had his room.

The elevator opened up and we gave each other a hug as he was about to leave. As our embrace broke, Charles grabbed my hand.....I stared at him and knew what he wanted. I didn't say a word...just looked back at him. He knew as he lightly pulled me off the elevator and on to his floor. We didn't say a word as we walked to his room. 

My heart was beating a mile a minute. I have cheated on my husband before. And here I am, hand in hand with a former student about to enter his room. I have fantasized on it. I even maybe kept my eye out for an intriguing gentlemen, but that was all fantasy. Never thought I would actually do it.

My legs got weak as I walked into his room. No going back I thought. I still didn't say anything as I walked to the window and looked out on the view of the las vegas strip. He must have known I was nervous. He didn't say anything. He poured me a drink and handed it to me. I sipped it just staring out the window. He began to message my shoulders. He touched first made me more nervous. But soon I began to relax. He hands were strong and so gentle at the same time. Chills began to shoot through my body as I felt him kiss my neck. As hand began to roam. One still on my shoulder, the other dropping to my ass.

"MMMMM...I you always did have a great ass" as he rubbed it......I began to breath heavier. Soon his other hand was messaging my breasts. Closing my eyes...enjoying his touch I moaned more deeply. I felt him slowly undo my blouse...messaging my breasts and ass...him kissing my neck. Soon, I felt him press his hips into my ass. I felt his semi hard erection. He had my blouse fully open.....the hand on my ass moved to the front and he unbutton my pants...and slid it in. I moaned louder has I felt his hand on my crotch..rocking my hips, I reach behind me and began to stroke his erection hard. Turning my face to him he kissed me passionately. His tongue danced with mine.....one of his hands messaging my breasts...his second hand is messaging my pussy. My hand...stroking him bigger and bigger. I couldn't believe how big he was...it just kept growing.

He turned me to the bed and fully removed my blouse....my bra. I dropped to the bed and he dropped on top of me. Fully sucking my right breasts...the moving to my left. I felt his other hand slowly pulling my pants down. God he was driving me crazy. I began to undo his pants and slide them off.

Soon, his shirt was off...I was just in my panties and his pants were off. I was moving my hips as he dry humped me. Kissing him passionately as he rolled me to the side and slid off my panties. He got back on top of me and I slid down his boxers. His erection was pointing right at me. He was between my legs and I grabbed it as slowly guided it into me. Gasping as it slowly entered. He was so big. So much bigger than my husband. However it felt so good. So right. Deeper and deeper it went.He began to slowly rock his hips. Soon he was all the way into me..and gently fucking me. My arms went around his muscular back...enjoying every thrust he pushed into me. I was caught up so much into the passion, I didn't even think to make him put on a rubber. Soon, I didn't want him to have one on. He was so good driving deep into me. May hands slid up and down his back...at times grabbing his muscular ass as it thrusted his cock into me. Moving my hips in unison...soon our groans and moans were in unison. This felt so good...so right. I can't remember ever feeling this good during sex. Faster and faster he thrusted....I felt the pressure building up into me. My nails lightly scratched his back. That seemed to turn him on more. He began to fuck me faster...harder. I felt my orgasm building....I dug may nails deep into his back......I began to scream with pleasure feeling waves shoot through me. I knew he was close as he thrusted harder and deeper....soon I felt one big thrust....felt his erection pulsate and him moan. He began to cum in me. Could not believe it. We came together.....I felt his seed shoot deep into me. Was it bad for me..but I wanted it. I wanted it deep in me. We kissed passionately as we both climaxed. Exhausted we both kissed gently...He rolled over and I cuddle with him. I knew darn well, that will not be the only time he enters me tonight...as we gently went to sleep.

To be continued.



My First Time



Note: A girlfriend and I were talking about this the other day, and I decided it might be fun to put it down in print for my Literotica readers. I may have taken some liberties with the numbers to keep it 'legal', but the story is factual.

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He pushed my hand away. "Here. Let me," he whispered. Though we'd been making out for almost an hour, I wasn't so sure about all this, and my fingers were shaking and tentative. I wanted it, of course. I just needed a gentle shove. I was horny and I was conflicted, my heart was pounding in my ears, and the wetness I felt at my crotch scared and embarrassed me in equal parts. What if I was bleeding? 

Thinking back, I'm sure he didn't care. Bobby was 20, a couple of years older than I, and I knew he was no virgin, but I was madly in love with him. He flipped the buttons on my sweater with practiced ease, and suddenly I was down to my white cotton bra, the thin sweater pushed back over my shoulders. It was cool in my room, and my nipples reacted beneath the multiple layers of padding. They felt like stones inside my bra. I hadn't developed yet. I was tall and thin, with straight dark hair that flowed down over my back. Coltish, I think, is the word. 

It was a gray, drizzly day, and Bobby had been waiting near the bus loading zone when I got out of school. Like most of my friends, I didn't drive. They all knew I walked home every day, rain or shine. My parents both worked late. Today, Melanie's parents offered to drop me off at my house, but when I spotted Bobby's old Buick, I told them I had it covered. The look on Melanie's face when she saw Bobby was priceless! 

"Are you sure?" she asked. She attempted a look of concern, but I saw it for what it really was: a grudging jealousy. I nodded. I'm sure I had a cocky smile on my face, but my tummy was already full of butterflies, and they were swarming.

"Call me later," she whispered. 

I turned and walked to Bobby's car, then leaned in the window. "Waiting for someone special?" I asked. I was so flirty! He said he was, but he'd let me take her place. Bastard! I laughed, knowing he was teasing me just as I'd teased him, and climbed in. "Come 'ere, you," he ordered, pulling me by the arm across the seat until I was practically glued to his side. The heat of his thigh next to mine lit up my senses as he pumped the gas pedal and ground away on the starter. The old Buick wasn't cooperating, but I didn't care. I could have sat next to him in the rain for hours, just inhaling the scent of his sweat and cologne. 

Finally, the car roared to life, and Bobby burned rubber leaving the gate. I squealed delightedly, sure that my new boyfriend was the coolest guy ever, and he patted my thigh with one hand. That touch started a whole new set of fantasies. Remember when you swore you'd never wash your cheek after your first kiss? I was seriously considering having my leg bronzed, after feeling the heat of his palm on it! 

When we got to my house, we sat in the car and talked until he took my chin in his hand and turned my face to his. Bobby's mouth was soft and warm, and I opened my lips to his tongue after kissing him for just a few seconds. I felt it exploring my mouth while his hands explored my body, covering every inch from my waist to my neckline in long groping strokes. He pressed me backward until I settled onto my back on the seat, with him on top of me, and our kisses turned frantic. 

Bobby insinuated his knee between my thighs, and I felt the warmth of his leg against my sex. The lust I felt from that touch was doing things to my virginal body that I'd never experienced before. My hormones were in a turmoil. Nerve endings were chaotically sending messages to my brain, but they were being re-routed through my pelvis. My breath was coming in ragged waves as my panties seemed to constrict around me, squeezing the dampness from my pussy. 

At last I pushed his hands away. "Bobby," I gasped. "I can't do this. Not here." 

He paused abruptly, and I thought he was going to tell me to get out, just leave me standing, clothes and mind askew, on the curb. "Okay," he said. "Let's go inside." 

Now it was real. As I led him up the walk, I knew it was finally going to happen. I wanted to call Melanie and tell her what was going on, to beg her between sobs to be there with me, to ask her advice, to rub it in her face. I wanted to run, I wanted to get this over. And I wanted to lie next to Bobby and have him make soft gentle love to me and tell me I was his forever. As he closed the front door behind him, I turned to him. He took me in his arms and walked me backward to the sofa, my mother's sofa. There he lay me down and began to kiss me again. 

We made out for the longest time. I thought maybe he was as nervous as I was. But when he cupped my breasts with his hands, he left no doubt that he was in charge. And so...

"Here. Let me." I raised my hands above my head and surrendered to him. I let him undress me, starting with my sweater. He unbuttoned it and pushed it back on my shoulders, then tackled the snaps of my bra, and when he pushed the loose cups up over my breasts and placed his mouth on my nipple I moaned happily. 

Bobby tongued my nipple playfully. "You smell good," he murmured, as his hand circled my little mound of flesh. I couldn't speak. "You taste good, too." 

I thrust my chest outward, hoping to make up for what I lacked in size with eagerness. And as he licked and suckled and fondled my erect nipple, I felt a rush between my legs that took the remainder of my breath away. 

"Ooooooh, jeeze, Bobby" I breathed. My voice was quavery. I could barely push the words out. The whole of my universe was centered on that place beneath my belly that had only heretofore served as an instrument of frustration, ever since I got my first full period. Now it was causing all kinds of other problems. I hoped I wasn't bleeding. 

When Bobby's hand went to the snap of my jeans I cringed, but I was too deeply committed to attempt to stop this now. Something inside me was screaming for him to hurry, to rip my clothes off and do whatever it was that turned girls into women. I kicked my legs as he peeled my pants down, and in no time I was almost naked. Only my panties stood between his cock and my pleasure, my white cotton briefs. Thinking back, I wish I could have worn something pretty and lacy and erotic. 

It didn't seem to bother Bobby. His hand slipped behind the waistband and down over my belly, where his fingers encountered my sparse dark little bush. He moaned, happy to be so near his goal, and slid his fingers through the hairs as his other hand tugged at my panties. At the same time I felt him grind his hard cock against my bare thigh. It seemed impossibly big. And then I was naked.

"Tori, take my dick out," he panted, and directed my hand to the mass of meat inside his jeans as he rolled over onto his back. I groped at it, unable to tell exactly what I was holding, but eager to find out. With a shaking hand I unzipped his pants and he unfolded outward onto my hand, like a flower opening in the morning sun. His cock stood erect before I even got his jeans unsnapped, towering atop its denim plain. 

Then his fingertip grazed my clit, and a thousand fires glowed inside my belly, each one its own little inferno. My mouth was suddenly dry, and I sucked in a huge lungful of air. 

"Bobby!" 

I gasped his name between tremors. I felt his finger slip inside me, deeper than I'd ever attempted in my fumbling attempts at chasing the pleasure my friends had said was to be found there. Bobby found that pleasure, claimed it, brought it to my surface. And I craved more.

While he pushed his jeans down his own legs and insinuated himself between my outspread thighs, I waited with my head and shoulders on the sofa cushions, thinking that I was going to hell, and not caring at all. I planted my feet flat on the floor and arched my back, my fingers digging like talons into the corduroy-covered couch as he guided the head of his cock over my skin. His touch was electric. "Please be easy. I'm a virgin," I whimpered, but I doubt he even heard my voice. 

With a groan, he slid his cock between my tender labia, and that's when the first searing sensation of pain blindsided me. "Owww!" There was something wrong! He edged forward, but he wasn't going in. Dammit, that hurt! Undaunted, he pulled back, then thrust his hips forward. 

"Aaaiiiiiiieeeeeee!!" 

I couldn't help it. I screamed aloud as my hymen tore, and in those long moments between pain and pleasure, two things happened: a boy's cock breached my vagina for the very first time, and his hand went over my mouth. 

My scream of pain muffled, Bobby began thrusting in and out of me. It didn't hurt for long, perhaps less than a minute. My momentary pain was fast becoming pleasure, but the only thing I understood at the moment was that I couldn't breathe. In his lustful frenzy, Bobby seemed unaware that he had his hand over both my mouth and nose. My hands flailed uselessly at his strong arms, but they did nothing to stop him, nor even slow him down. He fucked me fast and hard, as young men are prone to do, and just as I was about to pass out he got off inside me. 

I think he noticed my body becoming limp about the time his cock spewed its first full load into my virgin canal. He let go of my face immediately and grasped me around the waist with both hands, holding me up even as he continued to thrust, until he had emptied himself inside me. I came around slowly, like a diver surfacing from a very deep dive. I was unaware that I had begun to climax, too. I only knew that I was experiencing [i]something[/i] deep inside; that the feelings were confusing and wonderful. The feeling of fullness was something I'd never anticipated. The pain of my recently abused vagina gave way to the awareness of his cock inside me, even as it began to shrivel and withdraw. I loved the primal feel of his skin against mine.

Bobby pulled from me with a groan, and kissed me quickly. I knew he wanted to go, but I locked my arms around his neck and made him tell me it was okay. He mumbled that he loved me, then pushed away and stood up. I pulled my knees together as he redressed, conscious of being naked in front of him, but he wasn't looking at me. I could feel our combined fluids draining from between my legs, and suddenly all I wanted was for him to go so that I could clean up. I glanced down, and was horrified to see a bloody smear along the top of one thigh, where his cock had dragged over me. 

Bobby seemed to understand my embarrassment. He said, "I'd better go, you know," and stole a quick glance down. He asked if I was okay. I saw his look, and my insides twisted as I muttered, "I'm okay." He leaned over and kissed me once more, then was gone. 

I waited until I heard the click of the door latch, then bolted upright. It was worse than I thought. Both inner thighs were matted with drying blood, and there was a dark red smear across the front of the sofa, my mother's pride and joy. I ran upstairs naked and retrieved whatever cleaning solutions I could find, then set to work. By the time I had finished, I wasn't sure if it was better or worse. At any rate, the couch was soaking wet, so I arranged the little pillows to cover it, and hoped it would dry by the time my folks got home. Then I gathered up my clothes and ran upstairs.

I took a quick shower and changed my clothes. Afterwards, I stood in front of the mirror in my room for a long time, analyzing myself. I was sure I looked different somehow. Certainly, I was smiling more. I was practically glowing! I decided I looked experienced, for lack of a better term. I wondered if my parents would notice it, and decided my friends at school certainly would. If not, I'd find a way to let them know what we'd done.

With a coy look, I unbuttoned the blouse I'd changed into and put my hands up under my bra, pushing my breasts up. My nipples began to harden beneath the cups almost immediately. I liked the feeling, and stroked across the fronts with my thumbs, imagining it was Bobby. I could feel the reaction in my pussy. I was a woman now! On a whim, I moved my hands up my chest and onto my neck. There, I encircled my throat with both hands, watching my own face closely in the mirror. 

As my fingers tightened, my face began to get red. I wanted to stop, but couldn't. I was mesmerized, fantasizing about Bobby choking me again, watching me as my eyelids slowly fell, then taking my maidenhead, again and again. Distractedly, I could feel my pussy tingling, and felt the renewal of the wetness that had first scared me so. This time it felt good, and I squeezed harder. 

The element of self-preservation must have made me relax my grip, but not before I climaxed again. This time I recognized it for what it was, and embraced it. I lay back on my bed and slid the shorts and panties off my hips, then explored myself with my fingers for the next hour, bringing on two more orgasms before I heard a car pull up in the drive beneath my window. 

Shit! 

I dressed quickly, then sauntered downstairs, trying to look as casual as I could. My mother came into the kitchen and asked if I had any homework. I lied and told her I'd finished already. Daddy kissed my forehead and headed for the garage. 

Once alone, I let loose a long, deep breath, then wandered back up to my room, where I could relive, again and again, the events of that afternoon. Every time I thought about it, though, my mind drifted to that moment when Bobby put his hands around my throat, and that's when I would become most aroused. I didn't know it then, but the feeling of being choked would become forever linked to my most memorable moments of sexual ecstacy.



My First Time



I was encouraged to write a bit about some of my experiences a while ago and didn't act on it until now. I've decided to write based on my early sexual experiences with a dear friend that I will call 'Joe.' I was confused by my sexuality most of my teen years and remained inexperienced until I was 18. That's when Joe and I started experimenting.

I'll go ahead and give a little background on myself. I'm a Bi male. For a long time I said I was 'Bi-curious' but that was just me hedging, I'm fucking Bi. I love pussy, I mean love it. I love the look, smell and feel. I like to bury my face in it and just suck in it's essence. I love cock too though. I love to suck it, there's something about having a cock in your mouth that is just incredibly powerful. I also love to have it up my ass. I'm not just one of those 'dabbling' Bi guys. Give me a big hard cock in my ass. I've only been fucked once, but I've got a small toy collection that I love to use.

I don't know if I could ever top a guy. I haven't really had a chance to try, and I'm not sure I have the desire. A man's ass just doesn't do a lot for me. A woman's ass on the other hand... but I digress.

For a while, if I keep writing, my stories will be focused on my male on male sexual experiences. I guess you could consider this a bit of a catharsis. I'm really needing to get out my feelings and memories as I've denied who and what I am for way too long.

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This is my recollection of my first sexual encounter with 'Joe.' He was my best-friend for years and remained so for a very long time. I'm very glad that I was able to explore my same sex desires with someone that I could trust absolutely.

Joe came over that night because nobody was home and we could get a bit high. I'd been reading some really hot stories in the Forum section of Penthouse and the one that really got me going was one where a guy was surprised by a husband sucking his cock, when he got busted fucking the guy's wife. I couldn't get that image out of my mind and thought I might try to mess around with Joe a bit. I wanted to find out what it was like to touch and suck another guy's cock (getting fucked was in the back of my mind if I'm going to be honest with myself).

After Joe and I got high, I showed him the Penthouse I had been reading. The pictures were hot so that wasn't an issue, but he always loved the Forum section and flipped right there. Then he asked me if there were any stories in particular that I liked. I showed him the story and he read it. I could tell while he was reading it that he was getting pretty turned on. I was thinking that I'd get to see his cock soon enough.

Before long he finished reading the story and said he thought it was hot. I suggested that we get a couple more of the mags out and jerk off. He was hesitant but agreed.

After a bit we were both naked and stroking our (own) cocks. His cock was gorgeous, about 8 inches long and a little thinner than mine. It was circumcised (unlike mine) and had a nice big head on it. After about 10 or 15 minutes of stroking our own cocks, I couldn't resist anymore and reached over to touch him. I don't know why I didn't think he'd have a problem with it, maybe I was just too horny to give a damn. When I touched him though, he just leaned back and let me get a good look and feel. Before long I was stroking him and loving every minute of it.

It was nice, hard and warm. His purple head felt a bit strange to me since I was used to jerking my own uncircumcised cock. With a foreskin, you don't have a ton of need for lube, so I wasn't used to that. Joe had me spit in my hand to slick it up a bit. That made it a lot easier.

After a few minutes of that, Joe asked me to stop. I thought that was the end of our fun for the night. Before the disappointment could settle in though, he reached over and got a firm grip on my cock. What a sensation! I'd never had someone touch my cock before (ok not since actually hitting puberty anyway), and it felt great. Up to this point I thought jerking off was a good feeling. Now I knew that it paled in comparison to having someone else give you pleasure. He moved directly in front of me so he could get his hands on my balls while stroking me slowly. I loved that.

He slowly picked up speed and intensity. I couldn't believe how good it felt. I was closing my eyes and really getting into it when he stopped. He couldn't stop now! That's when he suggested that we get in the shower and really get a good 'feel' for each other. I think my cock actually got harder when he said that. It was so hard it was more than just a bit uncomfortable. But I didn't care. I just wanted to get in that shower.

We lathered up each others chests, arms, legs, backs, butts and of course cocks. I loved when he turned me around and washed my chest while he was behind me with his cock rubbing my ass crack. I was ready to explode just from that. I seriously thought about just bending over and having him fuck me right then. For some reason I didn't though. To this day, I wish I had. He would have had my anal cherry (cherry over all for that matter) and I would have felt what it was like to have cum jetting into my ass. (That is still a fantasy of mine to this very day.)

We couldn't take it anymore and finally stroked each other's soapy cocks again. It got so hot I still can't believe we managed to keep on our feet. Before long we were both cumming buckets. Our orgasms seemed to last for ever, even though I'm sure it was over fairly quickly. That didn't matter though. I had pleasured another person and he had pleasured me, it was a wonderful feeling.

After we cleaned up the remains of the cum, and dried each other off. We got dressed and went back to the living room where all this had started. We smoked just a bit more and just basked in the glow of what we had done. At least that's what I thought we were doing. I was still horny as hell. I went over to him while he was on the couch and start rubbing his cock through his pants. He asked what I thought I was doing and I said that I wanted to suck his cock.

He said that wasn't going to happen. I unzipped his pants and got his cock out. It was still limp. I couldn't believe it, I was rock hard and ready to go again. I sucked on his cock to try and get him hard. It must have been a good 5 or 10 minutes before I gave up. At the time I figured he was just really good at resisting. But now I think that he was feeling some guilt or that I was just higher than he was and my inhibitions were completely gone and his weren't.

We had other encounters, but this was our first.



My First Time



This is a true story and not to be construed as any type of dream whatsoever. This is a story that is about the first time I ever felt the wonderful joys of having a man suck me to total oblivion.

Shortly after leaving the Navy in the early 70s I obtained a good for nothing job that was about 3-miles from my home. Not having a lot of money as the pay sucked and wanting to save for a car and better place to live I opted to walk to work rather than take a bus. 

A month or so after starting my job I elected to try and hitch a ride one day as it was colder than a witches tit and I wasn't really dressed for the weather. After a few cars a guy in a LTD stopped and offered me a ride. Looking in the door I felt the guy was safe and hopped in. This guy was relatively easy to chat with and in the time it took to drive 2-miles in 6-inches of snow I felt I had known the guy forever. We exchanged names and he told me that if he sees me on the street he would just stop and offer me a ride anytime I wanted. Not expecting to ever see him I shook his hand and was off to work at my boring and low paying job.

Low and behold the next day this car pulls up next to me and it is him again. I hop in and we exchange pleasantries as he drives me to work. Being as how it is another raging snow storm he ask me if I would like a ride home at the end of my shift. Not being a fool I quickly say sure but am not able to pay as I wasn't really flush yet. He was quick to point out that friends don't pay friends. Thus a friendship was born in that instance.

At the end of the day he picks my up and heads toward my home while chatting about nothing in particular. On the way he ask if I have any plans for the next day as he was in need of help with installing a ceiling in his kitchen and we decided on a time for me to hoof on over to his home.

The next morning I rise and hoof it across town to his house and we spent the better part of the day installing his ceiling while talking about life, dreams and such. It was also at this time I realize this guy is about 15-years older than myself and am shocked as he looked younger and more my age but I didn't care and he was a friend after all.

A year or so goes by where I visited his home often and we would sit around drinking, watching sports and occasionally rough housing in the living room. Then I met this girl and immediately was madly in love. When I asked her to marry me she said yes and I was better off financially so could afford to do so with pride. I stopped at my buddies house the next afternoon and informed him I would be moving about 100 miles away and that I was getting married. Expecting joy and happiness from him he instead got real quiet and when I asked what was wrong the story of my life really began.

He sat there and his eyes could barely meet mine and then he just let loose with how he had to tell me something and begged me to not be mad at him. I said not a problem as we were friends and he then proceeded to tell me that he was in love with me and new it was a one sided thing but he couldn't help it. Being young and stupid I told him I wasn't real sure what he meant and then he hit me with the words that I shall never forget. He proceeded to tell me that he was gay and had never acted on his feelings but wanted more than anything in the world to fondle and suck my cock.

Being taken aback I just looked at him as explained that I never new and was not really into it. That was the end of what had I thought was going to be a nice evening with a friend. I went home feeling totally out of sorts and not knowing what to say of do. Waiting and thinking about it I finally decided that what the heck I have never had a BJ before and what could it hurt with letting a friend have his way with my cock now and then. 

The next Saturday I hoof it on over to his house and he answers. We sit and kill a couple of shots of liquid courage and start watching TV. I noticed he had some books next to the couch and after picking them up find that they are all erotic stories. Knowing my friend for some time I felt comfortable enough that I start reading a couple of stories and the next thing I know I am sprouting a hardon the size of NYC. Occasionally rubbing myself over the outside of my jeans he is watching me and I guess I was hoping or better yet praying he would ask me once again if I wanted my cock sucked. Thank God for the books and his strong desires because he moves over on the couch and places is hand in my lap and caressing my cock ask if he can take my pants off while I read my book.

Now I'm no prude and surely not one to pass up a good thing so I say sure and he starts fumbling with my belt and zipper. He then grabs a pillow and ask me to remove my pants and lay on the couch and read while he enjoys himself. I quickly stand up and take my pants off and lay down on the couch and grab my book again. My friend then kneels beside me on the couch and proceeds to take my throbbing, dripping cock in his hands and toys with me ever so gently. Slowing stroking me, tilting my cock side to side admiring its beauty as he said and how large it was. Not being one to ever had a desire to compare cocks or whatever as I always felt we were all the same size I just grunted and started reading again.

It was when he leaned over and took my cock head into his mouth that I knew then and there that nothing in life could ever compare to what I was now experiencing. The way in which he gently sucked my cock and swirled his tongue around the crown and then slowly took me deep into his mouth made me want to explode almost immediately. I drew my hips down to pull away from his moist sensual mouth and he stopped and asked if I was okay. I told him that I was so close to coming that if he didn't stop I was going to cum and that I was not ready as it was only about 90-seconds worth of pleasure. He toyed with me some more and allowed me to relax a little before starting again. Taking me deep inside his mouth, licking my precum off the head caressing my thighs while I resumed reading. The moment was probably less than 5-minutes but it was a moment I will never forget. 

All the sudden I felt the most powerful orgasm building deep inside my groin and threw the book the floor as I grabbed his head and thrust my cock deep inside his mouth while begging him not to stop. Telling him how superb it felt, how he could suck my cock any time he desired and anywhere. I shot a load deeply into his mouth and finally fell back against the couch in total exhaustion while he held my cock in his mouth and sucked the remainder of my cum dry. 

I knew then and there that I would never forget that moment and it has been over 35 years now. The amazing thing is, is that it was only 24-hours before I showed up at his door and repeated the same scenario again. This went on for years and I mean many years. He never wanted to be touched of have me go down on him. I did marry shortly after that first time but always made time for my special friend at least every couple weeks or so. 

After a couple of years of his sucking me to total bliss I finally explained to him I was not comfortable with our special time only being one side and he agreed that he would allow me to caress and stroke his cock as he was sucking me if I desired and was comfortable with it. Thus we proceeded to the bed and would lay in a kinda of 69 position. He would lean in and make ever so sweet love to my always throbbing and dripping hard cock while I toyed, caressed and stroked his. I cannot that he ever had an orgasm from my stroking him but he did get exceptionally hard. He would always get me so excited I would not be able to touch him for fear of hurting him and then as soon as I would explode in his mouth he would jerk his cock so hard I thought he would break it before shooting off in his hand.

My friend had a heart attack a couple of years ago and has since lost all interest in sex. Now he like me only has fond memories that we will both remember forever more. I truly wish I could meet someone like him again someday as I truly am not into giving oral to another man. My fetish is truly orally pleasing a woman and could lick a woman for hours at a time.

So that's my story and it's all true...



My First Time



He looked around the dark parking lot nervously and smiled when he was sure we were alone.

The sound of his zipper echoed inside my head as he reached into his pants and fished out his cock. It was still just semi-erect but already long and thick with a bulbous purple head that glistened with a sheen of precum. I could feel my mouth water with anticipation. I had never seen another man's hard cock before and before I met Holly I had never imagined I would want to but she had changed that in a big way. 

Holly and I met on line and it was immediately apparent that we had tremendous chemistry. The first time we met in person we had a marathon weekend where we had sex eight times in 36 hours. We fucked hard and fast. We made sweet sensuous love. When we weren't having hot passionate sex we were talking about it. We explored our fantasies and talked about what turned us on and what didn't. She admitted to being bisexual and told me that she would love to watch me with another woman and then share her with me. 

"What about the other way," she had asked as we lay in bed covered with sweat. "Would you watch me with another guy?" 

"That could be hot," I answered honestly. I had never dreamed of a threesome with another guy but at that moment it seemed very hot and not just because my beautiful girlfriend was naked beside me with a lust filled gaze on her pretty face. 

"Would you double team me with another guy," she asked as her hands slid down her curvaceous body from her huge natural 36dd tits across her nearly flat tummy to her wide hips and smooth shaved pussy. Her body was thick and curvy in a way only god could create. "I have always wanted two cocks to play with," she continued, " would you do that for me."

"Yes," I replied as my recently spent cock started to stir. 

"You know what would be really hot?" She continued as her fingers danced across her pussy and she looked deep into my eyes. 

"What?" I answered hesitantly as my hand started to rub my growing dick. I didn't know where she was going but I was getting into it and was willing to go where ever she led me. 

"If you guided another guys cock into my pussy," she panted softly. "Would you ever do that? Would you grab another guys dick and help him slide it into your girlfriend's wet cunt?"

I knew she was excited because whenever she got excited she used the word cunt. It was her tell and I loved it. She was sexy, dirty and a little crazy but god was she hot. 

"Yes I'd do that for you baby," I said as I got caught up in her excitement. I had never dreamed I would agree to something like that but her words and the tone of her voice was so sexually charged that I would have agreed to anything. 

"Oh baby," Holly moaned as her fingers dug into her soaking wet pussy. "That would be so hot. Maybe we could get him hard together," she groaned loudly as a small tremor shook her body. "Would you do that for me?"

"Yes," I said excitedly. In my mind I imagined my sexy girlfriend and I stroking another man's cock getting it ready so he could fuck her. I had never had a homosexual thought or fantasy before that moment but her excitement was infectious. 

"Would you put it in your mouth baby?" She continued. Her voice trembled with excitement and she looked pleading into my eyes as her finger rubbed her hard clit. 

I moaned and wrapped my hand around my throbbing cock as I pictured myself taking another man's dick into my mouth. "Yes," I hissed loudly. My hand stroked my cock as I watched Holly pleasure herself to the image of me sucking cock. 

"I'm gonna cum baby," she moaned loudly. "Tell me you'd do it baby. Tell me you'd suck cock for meee." Holly cried out loudly as wave after powerful wave crashed through her body. 

"I'll do it baby," I told her as I furiously stroked my throbbing cock. "I will suck a cock for you and with you baby."

"Will you swallow his cum?" She asked excitedly. Her eyes were closed tight and I knew she was picturing me swallowing a load of hot cum from our fantasy lover. 

"Yes baby," I groaned as cum flew from my spasming cock. She scooped up my cum with her finger and pushed it into my mouth. 

"Here, taste it," she said softly. Here pretty green eyes were wide with excitement as she watched me clean my cum off her fingers. 

Sadly we never lived out our fantasy because we broke up a month later. The passion we had in bed was intense but our relationship was volatile and we fought constantly whenever we weren't having sex. I continued to date other women after we broke up and while the sex was good it paled by comparison to what I had with Holly and I continued to fantasize about cock. 

"Is this what you want?" He asked softly snapping me back to reality. My eyes widened as I looked at his cock. He had pushed his pants down to his knees revealing his smooth well groomed cock and balls. We had met less than an hour earlier in a bar just a few hundred yards away. It was a straight sports bar but somehow he had known that I was willing prey as I sat alone watching a football game. 

He had sat down beside me and struck up an innocent conversation about sports. When I finished my beer he bought me another. It was an unfamiliar gesture. I had never had a man buy me a drink and despite the fact that he didn't seem gay to me I was pretty sure he was trying to pick me up. When he bought me a second drink I asked him if he was trying to get me drunk. 

"Would it work," he had responded as he looked into my eyes. He had a serious look with an intriguing sparkle in his eyes. 

"It might," I had confessed. I had never imagined being picked up by a guy. In my fantasies there was always a girl present directing the action. There was no girl but opportunity was staring me right in the face. "Or maybe," I hesitated as I debated my course, "you don't have to."

Five minutes later we left the bar together. I didn't know what surprises the night held but I was ready to take a leap and fulfill a fantasy or two. 

"God yes," I answered his query as I slowly reached out to touch his hard cock. It jutted straight out from his pelvis and begged for my attention. 

My fingers trembled slightly as I touched his warm flesh and he moaned softly when I squeezed his thick shaft. I was nervous but incredibly turned on. 

"So you've never?" He asked as he saw me wrestling with the concept of a taboo fantasy becoming reality. 

"No," I said quickly. My voice was unsteady and it sounded foreign to me. "But I have thought about it a lot." I confessed. "You have a beautiful cock." I continued. 

"Get down and take a closer look," he said playfully as he held his dick in his right hand and slowly waived it in the pale moonlight. 

I slowly sank to my knees with my eyes glued to his long thick cock. It was absolutely gorgeous. It was about 7 inches long and maybe 2 inches in diameter with a small silver hoop through a piercing at its base. I moved my mouth toward his cock slowly. My body tingled with anticipation. 

"Not yet," he teased. "Touch it first. Get familiar with it," he coached as his hand ran slowly up his hard shaft. It was an incredibly lewd yet sensuous gesture and it made my body shudder. 

I wrapped my fingers around his throbbing cock and slowly stroked it. The skin was incredibly soft and its juxtaposition with the granite hardness of the shaft was very erotic. My fist worked up and down the shaft as a drop of precum ran from the tip. It begged for my lips. I looked up at him and he smiled brightly. 

"Go ahead," he nodded as he sensed my desire. 

I stuck my tongue out and licked the precum from his spongy purple head. The taste was familiar yet different from my own. It tasted similarly salty yet much sweeter than the many times I had licked and swallowed my own cum. I closed my eyes and moaned softly. The reality of the situation made the experience much more powerful than any fantasy I had created since my moment of discovery with Holly. 

"Its good isn't it," he asked as his hands found the side of my head. It was a simple gesture. He established his role as the person in control and that simple act calmed my nerves. 

I looked up at him and smiled. "Yes, its delicious," I answered honestly. My lips parted and his cock head slowly eased between them as I continued to look up at his smoldering dark eyes. He was a good looking guy with chiseled features and a bright smile but I wasn't interested in his face. All I wanted was his cock. 

I pressed my lips against his thick cock and slowly moved my head down taking half of his rod into my mouth. I could feel the tip against my throat and the sensation was incredible. My hands slid around his body and grabbed his strong muscular ass. 

"Oh fuck," he whispered. It was clear that he liked what I was doing and that sent a wicked thrill through my body. I was finally doing it and it was better than I had ever imagined. 

I backed my head off his cock until just the head was in my mouth and my tongue swirled around it as I sucked hard drawing more blood to his engorged cock. 

He moaned loudly and for a moment I worried that someone would hear us but my worry passed as my head sank back down on his big beautiful cock. I felt his cock slid deeper into my throat as I took 3/4 of his long shaft into my mouth. I could smell his essence as my nose neared his pelvis and my own dick throbbed incessantly inside the confines of my pants. 

"Just like that," he groaned as I backed off his delicious dick again and swirled my tongue around the drooling head. The world around me disappeared. Precum drooled steadily from his cock and it flavor spurred me on. I forced my head all the way down until my nose was buried in his short well groomed thatch of fur. 

His hands held my head keeping his cock buried down my throat. 

"Oh god," he moaned loudly. 

Tears streamed down my cheeks as I fought my gag reflex. My hands held his ass cheeks tightly and pulled them apart. My fingers ticked his tight puckered asshole before I released his cheeks and backed off his cock so I could take a deep breath. 

"You are a natural," he praised as I swirled my tongue over his cock head and sucked hard on the thick throbbing meat. 

"Thank you," I moaned softly between loud wet slurps of his big dick. I forced his entire cock back down my throat and started to fuck his cock with my mouth. My hands grabbed his ass and I pulled his cheeks apart again. I pushed a finger from my left hand inside him and bounced my head on his hard rod. 

"Don't stop," he moaned loudly. Anyone nearby would surely hear him but I didn't care. I was a cock whore, a cum slut and I wanted his seed. 

His hands held my head steady and his cock thrust into my mouth hard and fast. His pelvis touched my nose with each powerful thrust. His breathing was ragged and unsteady. 

"Cum for me," I thought as he fucked my mouth hard and deep. "God please cum for me." I was wanton and randy. I wanted his seed more than anything I could ever imagine. 

"I'm cumming," he cried out as he buried his dick deep in my mouth and pumped gobs of hot cream down my throat. 

I sucked hard on his cock as it spasmed in my mouth. I swallowed every drop of cum and sucked more cum from his cock like a straw. 

He pushed me off his dick and tucked it back into his pants as I slowly came down from the euphoria of my sexual high. I hadn't cum yet but I felt completely satisfied as I savored the flavor of his cum in my mouth.

"Thanks," he said curtly. 

A myriad of voices around me snapped me out of my euphoric state and my head snapped around to see five women watching me on my knees. One had a plastic tiara and a veil and the other four were dressed in short skirts and low cut tops. My cheeks flushed red and I wanted to disappear. I wiped my mouth and looked up at them unsure what they would say or do. 

"Best bachelorette party in the history of EVER!" Exclaimed the chubby blonde girl in the tiara. 

"That was so hot," the other girls expressed as they staggered toward a long white limo parked at the parking lot entrance. "Thanks for the show."

I slowly got to my feet and noticed that he was gone. I looked around but saw no sign of the man who had just changed my life forever. I walked slowly to my car with a raging hardon straining in my pants. I knew I would suck cock again. I had to, I was hooked.



My First Time



This is a true story. If you believe it or not. I hope the other person reads it and knows who they are. I also hope they realise I still think of it. I've changed his name to protect him. 

I met Dick online via Gaydar. We'd been chatting for a long while. He was, and probably still is, openly gay. I am a married man, at the time with no kids. 

We had met one time before and this was the first time I'd ever sucked a cock. I really enjoyed doing it and he seemed to enjoy it too, filling my mouth with his hot sweet cum. This first time was ok but we were both fairly nervous. I spoke to him on the phone before visiting his small flat. I told him that the first time I just wanted to suck some cock. I had never done this before and was very unsure if I would like it or even be able to do it.

I asked him via text message to be naked when he answered the door. I rode to his house on my motorbike. Nervously knocked on his door and could hear him running down the stairs. The door opened a small amount and he peered round. I could see his white T-shirt and felt let down that he wasn't naked. He opened the door enough to let me in and closed it behind me. I glanced down and realised he had half kept his word. His cock was about 7inches long and sticking out in front of him and looked fabulous. He smiled and said "Hi." Then turned and headed up the stairs. I watched his slim naked ass move up the stairs and couldn't help myself. I reached out and stroked it. He stopped on the stairs half turned and said "You wanna do it hear or go up?" I took it to mean up stairs not up his bum. Both of which I wanted to do. Without saying anything I lent towards his very sexy little bum and ran my tongue along his crack. Deeply breathing in the musky smell. He moved further up the stairs and I followed. 

I was, even thought I'd licked another mans bum, still very nervous. We went into his living room, the TV was already on and 2 very young looking boys were going at it in glorious Technicolor. He sat on the sofa and I, in my nervous state, sat on the only other chair. I looked across at him and he was sitting half watching the TV, half watching me, stroking his hard cock. I gulped. I hoped he didn't notice the gulp. "Is that for me?" I asked nodding in the direction of the cock in his hand.

"If you want it." he said. We were both nervous and making stupid small talk. 

I nodded my head "I sure do." He got to his feet and stood in front of me. I reached out, and for the first time in my life held another mans cock. Hard or soft. It felt so hard in my hand. I slowly started to move my hand up and down, not taking my eyes off of his cock for a second. I don't think I even blinked. I rolled back his foreskin and looked at the big purple head. I liked my lips, not realising how dry my mouth had become. 

It seemed I almost moved in slow motion as I moved my mouth to his rock hard member. I stuck my tongue out and licked the end. I felt the warmth on my taste buds it tasted ok. I slid my tongue further over the head of his cock. I held his shaft with my right hand, with my left I took hold of his balls. I stroked his shaft while licking the head. Then slowly I took him between my lips, taking just the head into my mouth at first. My hand still on his shaft stroking him into my mouth. I glanced up and he was staring down at me, a look on his face that seemed to say keep going. I let go of his shaft and took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could. I felt it at the back of my throat and admit it made me gag. He said "Don't choke." I looked up at him and grinned. Then ran my tongue down his shaft and started to lick and suck his balls. I quiet enjoyed doing this. But it was no substitute for the main meal, so to speak. 

I took his cock back into my mouth and concentrated on what I was doing. Dick put his hands on my head. He didn't hold my head still and fuck it. He just held it and let me move up and down his cock. I moved one of my hands behind him and started to stroke and caress his ass cheeks. Gently and slowly moving my hand to slide my fingers between his cheeks. I moved my fingers back and licked them. Then felt my way back around and started to work my finger into his arsehole. It felt so warm and tight. He obviously seemed to enjoy it. I felt his cock twitch in my mouth and heard him moan.

"Dam, that's good." he murmured. I wasn't sure if he meant the finger in his arse or the mouth around his cock. Having a cock in my mouth and a finger up him felt good to me. So I hope he meant both. I took a breath, licked my lips and took him back into my mouth. I licked and stroked him for what seemed like an age, but in reality was little more than 5 minutes. 

Then Just as I was beginning to get a rhythm, managing to take his cock more into my mouth without gagging, swirling my tongue around the warm head while stroking his hard shaft. I felt his legs buckle slightly. "Oh fuck. I'm cumming." he said. I stroked him faster. Licked him more and more. The first spurt of another mans cum hit the back of my throat and I swallowed it greedily. The second, third, forth, fifth and sixth spurt rapidly followed it. I slide him from between my lips and licked him clean. Cleaning his cock of every last drop of hot salty cum. 

He half stumbled to a chair at the table and sat down. I licked my lips and smiled. Looking at back at it now I must have looked an idiot. But I felt like a sex god! I'd just sucked another mans cock and made him cum and lots at that. Not only that but I'd swallowed it all and hadn't spilt any. He sat at his small table looking at me. To my horror I hear myself ask "Was that ok?" was that ok? For fuck sake you sound like a teenage girl. He nodded. I smiled again. 

I got up deciding to leave before embarrassing myself with further stupidity. He stood too. We were standing facing each other. I looked down at his cock then back into his eyes. He lent forward and kissed me, sticking his tongue in my mouth. I pulled back slightly then thought I just sucked his cock might as well kiss him too.

We kissed for a minute and while doing this I reached down and held his cock feeling it slowly get hard again. I knew I couldn't stay and broke the kiss. "I have to go." He nodded. "I'll come back soon though?" And again he nodded. I bent over and kissed his cock goodbye. Stood up, turned went down the stairs and left. I rode my motorbike home, the whole way I could taste his cock on my lips. Could feel his hardness in my mouth. I can still feel it now if I close my eyes and it was nearly 10 years ago. I did of course return and we had much more fun. More of that later. 



My First Time!



My first introduction to the world of 'Golden Showers' came at the young age of 23. I am now 50 and have enjoyed many sessions since then. But you never forget your first time. I won't give her name only say that she was older than I was by more than a few years. I had met her in a bar I liked to go to. She was in there a lot also and we would say hello to each other. As I said, she was a few years older than I was but she didn't look bad. She was a big woman but not overly fat. I liked talking to her. She had a nice voice and a very sexy laugh. One night I noticed she had been drinking more than usual. When it was time to leave, the bartender who knew us both asked me if I would make sure she got home safe. The streets of New York City are no place for a woman who isn't totally aware. I put her in my car and drove her the five blocks to her apartment. She invited me upstairs. 

This woman had a good job and always dressed nice so it was no surprise that her apartment would be neat and clean. We made small talk for awhile. I noticed that as we talked she kept letting her hand drop onto my leg. I would not have kicked her out of bed but honestly I hadn't thought of her as a fuck partner. She was just someone I would say hello to. She had a nice set of tits that looked like they wanted to push out of her sweater. At one point her hand brushed against my dick. We had both been drinking and I could smell the liquor on her breath, as I knew she could smell it on mine. I asked her if she had a steady boyfriend who would come by and be upset about my being there? She told me she didn't have a steady anything.

I joked about her always being in the bar and everyone knowing her. She said they were friends, but nobody she would fuck with. They all had big mouths and would brag about fucking whoever they got. Then she asked me if I liked to brag about the women I fucked. I told her that the women I fucked were my business. She laughed and then she kissed me. I have to admit that by this time I wanted something to happen. I slipped my hand up along her arm and as we kissed I stroked her soft skin. She directed my hand down to her legs. I felt the silky softness of her stockings as my hand slid up and down her thigh. She asked me if I wanted her to take of her pantyhose? By now, my dick was hard. Her hand was squeezing it through my pants. I said yes and she got up and went into her bedroom. She came back out with just a bathrobe on. 

We were kissing hot and heavy and my fingers were working in and out of her very wet pussy. She said for me to take my dick out and let her suck it. I couldn't believe that she wanted to suck me right there on the couch. She had always seemed like such a sophisticated lady. Suddenly, all the liquor I had drunk made me have to piss. I told her I had to go and piss. She laughed and said she had to pee also. Pulling me by the hand, she took me into the bathroom. She sat on the bowl and pulled her bathrobe off. Then she opened her legs wide. She grabbed my dick and aimed it between her legs. When I heard her start to piss, I couldn't hold back my own. The first squirt splashed on her thigh, but she soon directed it between her legs. Then to my horror, she began to lift my dick up. I tried to stop pissing but couldn't.

I watched as my piss splashed on her stomach and then on her tits. But my biggest surprise came when she bent her head and sucked the last few drops from the tip of my dick. At first I thought it was just her being drunk that made her act like that. But as she sucked my dick she played with her pussy. I couldn't believe how hard I was. She was making loud sucking sounds with her mouth and moaning all the time while she sucked me. I must say, she was a lot more enthusiastic about sucking my dick than most of the younger women who had done it. Seeing her sitting on the toilet with her mouth working back and forth on my dick had me hotter than anything. Before too long I had the urge to pee again. I told her I had to pee. But she only sucked my dick even harder. She took her mouth off long enough to tell me to go ahead. 

You can't believe how hard it is to piss when your dick is hard? My balls ached I had to piss so badly! But nothing would come out. Then I felt her push her finger in my ass. I guess it distracted me cause I felt the first splash jet from the tip of my dick directly into her mouth. She swallowed about two or three times then pulled her head back. This time she directed the stream up and down her body. I got hot from the nastiness of it. It was splashing on her, on the floor and on me. And yet, it only made me want to fuck her more. Her mouth was open, her eyes were closed and she was rubbing it all over herself. As soon as I stopped pissing she just said, "fuck me". I fucked her right there on the wet floor. It was the hottest fuck I had known up till that moment. 

Later on, after a hot shower, as we lay in her bed, she told me that she had always wanted to do that but had never gotten the nerve to try it. She hoped I didn't think she was too nasty. I told her that I had been so turned on by it I couldn't wait to try it again. I chalked it up to two drunken people letting their freak out. But the next day when I called her on the phone her conversation was much different. I could tell she was bothered by something. When I asked her what was wrong, she just said she needed to talk to me about something. I told her I would be by her apartment later that night. When I got there she was in a housecoat. She didn't kiss me when I tried to kiss her and just told me to sit down on the couch.

She said that the other night she was drunk and didn't know what she was doing. She insisted that it was just something that had gotten out of hand and she hoped I wouldn't run around telling everyone she liked to be peed on. I told her that anything that I did with a woman was my business only. Then I asked her if she really enjoyed it? I told her that as much as she acted like she did, I really wanted to do it to her again. She looked at me and didn't say a word. Then she got up and went into the kitchen. She came back and handed me a beer. "This should help." That was all she said. We talked about it for awhile. Well, long enough for me to have three beers. I confessed to her that every time I thought about what we had done, my dick would get hard. Before long, we were kissing and feeling each other up on the couch.

When I told her I had to pee, she got up from the couch and grabbed my hand. This time she led me into the bathroom, but she got into the tub. She made me stand in the tub with her. I directed my hot stream up and down her body until her housecoat was soaked. I splashed her face, hair and made sure she drank some of it. Then I helped her out of the tub. I made her bend over and pulled up her wet housecoat. I fucked her from behind right there in the bathroom. And this time as I banged away in her cunt, she peed down her legs. I didn't cum right away. Not until I made her get on her hands and knees. We kept up our pissing relationship for about 10 months. Until she moved south. As I said, I have had many such relationships since then but nothing will compare with my first time.



My First Time...



My First Time (At Least, In A While...)

It was a normal Friday night, as normal as most others, except my wife and kids were out of town visiting relatives over summer vacation. I had to work, so I stayed behind this time. My wife and I have a great sex life, but I have been turned on by the thought of sucking cock since I was in high school. I did it a few times then with a friend and had been a “virgin” ever since. I would go through fazes over that 10 year period when I would suddenly imagine sucking on a nice hard cock while masturbating and almost instantly cum. Those fantasies had come more regularly lately and I had begun to explore them further.

I had chatted with some guys online, sought out pictures of well-hung men, and even put a personal ad online, but never went through with the actual act. I’m not sure what was holding me back.

I grabbed a beer after work and headed up to check my email. While online, I checked out a few chat rooms and found a guy in my area looking for some action that night. What the hell, I figured, this might be my chance. I sent him a message and we chatted briefly. It turned out that he lived only a few blocks away (although I lied and told him that I lived in a town nearby). He said that he had just “cut the grass” if I knew what he meant and asked me if I was interested. I assumed he meant that he had just scored some weed and decided to go for it. I got directions and arranged to meet him in an hour.

I slammed that beer and grabbed another. Then, I went back upstairs to get ready. I climbed into the shower and turned up the hot water. I used some aromatic body wash to clean myself from head to toe and was getting hard just thinking about what was to come. I scrubbed my cock good to make it all the more tasty for my man and even washed my ass thoroughly. I had never been fucked before and wasn’t sure if I wanted to, but just in case, I figured I should be ready and as clean as can be.

I used some fragrant cologne all over (I mean ALL OVER) and dressed in some nice shorts and a button down, denim shirt. I took one last look in the mirror and decided that I was going to be quite a treat for my new friend.

I got to his house easily, knocked on the door, and waited. He opened it, smiled, and asked me to come in. He asked if I wanted a beer and I said sure. I followed him upstairs to his TV room and sat next to him on the couch. He had the bong ready and packed me a nice hit. I looked over at him more carefully. He had short hair, a nice body, jeans and a t-shirt on. He didn’t look overly manly, but he was no priss either. Perfect, I thought.

After smoking the bowl, I leaned back and sipped on my beer. As the buzz set it, he reached over and put his hand on my thigh. Then, he slowly moved it up inside my shorts until he almost reached my hardening cock. I turned to him and as I placed my hand in his crotch, he leaned in and kissed me on the lips. I wasn’t ready for that but opened my mouth anyway and accepted his tongue. What a sensation!!! I pushed into him hard and stuck my tongue as far into his mouth as I could. My cock felt huge!! I grabbed his hardness and we kissed and groped one another for a while. Then, I couldn’t take it any more. I had to get my mouth on his cock!! I pulled away and asked him if we could go get more comfortable somewhere.

I followed him into his bedroom and stood next to him beside the bed. He turned and we kissed again, hard and deep and he started unbuttoning my shirt. Once he was done, he pulled it off of me and began to suck my nipples. I was in heaven. He unbuttoned my shorts and pushed them to the floor and took hold of my cock as I stuck out of my boxers. He pulled them down, then stepped back to remove his shirt. I fell back into the bed and watched him take off his pants. When I first saw his cock, I knew I had to have it. He was almost 8 inches long, and so very hard. He climbed into the bed and started to sit down on my cock. Wow, this was happening fast. I told him that I wasn’t sure if I wanted to fuck, but would he please let me put his cock into my mouth. He straddled my chest and I grabbed his shaft and eagerly licked his wet cock head. MMMMM, he tasted so good. It was just what I wanted, just what I remembered. The taste was heavenly and I slowly took more of him into my wet, hot mouth. He started fucking my face slowly, then more urgently as I took him into my throat, gagging slightly but loving every second. I wanted more control so I asked him to roll over and then climbed between his legs and grabbed his shaft again and stroked him while I licked and gently sucked his balls. They felt so loose and heavy and I wanted to make his load a big one. Then I licked my way back to his head and began to suck him vigorously, taking him deeped each time until my nose hit his pubes with each stroke. I could feel him building and caressed his balls until I felt them begin to tighten. When I felt the cum rushing up his shaft, I pulled back so I could taste all of it in my mouth. He erupted ferociously and copiously and I savored every drop. 

When I finished, he rolled me over and sucked me like I’ve never been sucked before. Deep throating me like no one ever has and seemingly giving me a hand-job at the same time. The pot kept me going longer than I thought I could, but then I felt the orgasm boiling up from inside of me and erupting into his waiting and willing and wanting mouth. When I finished, he sat up and kissed me deeply, sharing my huge load with me. Satiated (for now), we both leaned back to catch our breath.

To Be Continued...



My First Time...



I hated my English Teacher. He was a selfish little prick. He was short with grey hair and a Van dyke beard. He was teaching me and 30 others English 30, a class I had to pass to get out of high school.

It was the mid-term that did me in, I got a 49 which wasn't enough, written on the paper in huge letters was see me. I waited until class was over and dragged my unwilling legs over to him.

"Hmmm, I don't see much of a future for you." Wow, I couldn't have guessed that.

"But, you could do better, I am going to give you another chance." What was I in the twilight zone?

"Come by my home on the weekend and I will give you assignment, Saturday around 2pm. Great it gave him something stupid to think of.

Saturday, dawned a long hot day. The sun was beating down and it was already hot by mid-morning. Great when I woke up, the day was already a disaster for me, I had the dreaded 2pm meeting at Van Winkles house. The clock slowly dragged by and finally at 1, I couldn't stand it anymore and trudged over to his place.

He had a little condo next to a bunch of little condos cut from the same cookie cutter. I came up the stairs and rang the bell, nothing, oh great, he isn't even home. I rang again. "Hold on". That was distinctly a female voice. The door opened.

Standing there was a tiny redhead. She came up to my chest. She had long red hair; it was bunched up around her neck with some kind of clip. She had freckles across her face and down throughout her body. The reason I know is because she answered the door in a tiny white bikini. My eyes ran up and down her body, her breasts were small melons and her nipples were erect. 

Being 18, I was a walking erection, before I knew my cock was erect. Her eyes quickly flashed down – "Can I help you?"

"Mr. Van Winkle asked me to come by and get a new assignment from him"

"He did – did he." Her eyes flashed for a second.

"Come in and let me see where he left it."

She turned around and gave a view of a tiny ass that had a few freckles as well. I followed after her like a puppy. I closed the door.

I followed her into the kitchen and found her standing in front of the sink. What I didn't know was her and my English teacher hated each but stayed together for some reason. She had been tanning in the back, reading a romance. Her pussy was getting wet and she was getting ready to solve the problem when a different solution stood out.

"Do you want a glass a lemonade"

"Sure" my cock was getting hard. I had looked at some playboys but never had the opportunity. I was staring at her breasts.

"Do you like my breasts?" Huh, what did she just say?

"Do you like my breasts?"

"Um, sure."

"Would you like to see them?" I nodded slowly. 

She undid the clasp and let the top fall to the floor. Her breasts stood straight out. They were beautiful and her nipples were a light shade of pink. They had a beautiful round shape. I could see where she had been tanning.

She moved over to me, putting her lemonade down. Her breasts looked even better close up. I could see her very hard nipples. She reached down and pulled my hand to her breasts. This was better than any magazine. I cupped them. They were warm from the heat and firm. My cock was so hard it hurt.

She slide her hand down my belly and rubbed my cock with her tiny hand. God, that felt great. I rolled her nipples between my fingers and squeezed them slightly. She rubbed my cock through my pants, pre-cum was soaking my underwear. Even if it only went this far – I was in heaven.

She continued to squeeze my cock, I was going to cum inside my pants. She undid the button on my jeans, lowered the zipper and my pants slide to the floor. My cock was jutting straight out, there was a huge pre-cum soaking my underwear.

"Let's see what's behind this door." She pulled my underwear down. My cock, free, bobbed up and down. Pre-cum poured out of my cock. My head was huge and purple, my cock thick veined wanted relief. I needed relief.

She put her hand on my cock. Her hand was warm and soft. My cock jerked immediate. She gave a couple of experimental jerks on my cock. Sliding her hand over my sensitive head and down my shaft. Pre-cum dripped and splatter on the floor.

"Oh, you need relief don't you." I gulped. She took her tiny thump and rubbed the pre-cum on my cock. I was in heaven. She drew my pre-cum down my shaft. My cock jerked in response. She continued to slide my pre-cum up and down my shaft, my head huge and purple enlarged even more. "God your penis is huge" Her eyes had been glued to my cock.

She moved closer and wrapped her mouth around the head of my cock. God, my cock jerked again. I could feel her tongue lapping my pre-cum up and then wetting my cock. She pulled gently on my cock. 3 strokes later, my cock hardened even more. She could tell as she pumped my cock harder. Her lips around my shaft, her tiny hand stroking my member. I was looking down on her. Her red hair, and beautiful freckled shoulders. Her lips wrapped around my cock, she was pulling me out, until just the tip of penis was touching her lips, then she pulled me in.

That was enough for me. My cock jerked again and started pumping thick streams of cock into her small mouth. I watched and felt her swallow my load, a small amount spilling out that she caught with her tiny hands. 

Stopping and looking up at me, she rose to her feet. "Well, if its one thing I know about a young male, you are good for more." Sure enough my cock was still hard as a rock. She tapped her finger on my cock and watched it bounce up and down.

She moved over to the kitchen table pulling me my cock. She slide out of bottoms and I got my first look at pussy. Her pussy was puffy (later I would know that meant she was excited) and something was peaking out between her folds (her clit). Her pussy was rimmed with very light almost white hair. 

She laid down on the table and took my cock and rubbed it up and down over her pussy. It was an incredible sight, I could watch my cock and my cum sliding all over her pussy. As my cock approached her entrance she slid the head of cock in. It was an incredible sight and my cock was ready to pump her.

She slid me a little further and asked me to take it slow. Her husband has a tiny 3 inch prick and mine was 7 inches and 4 inches around. I slide my cock into her pussy. I could feel her wetness sliding around the head of my cock – delicious. I pushed and I could feel an incredible tightness. I pushed a little harder and she gasped and dropped her head to the table.

I pulled my cock out of her and looked down to see the head of my cock slick with her. I pushed my cock in harder until the head of cock disappeared into her. This was better than masturbation. I started pumping my cock back and forth into her tight pussy, each time I would get a little further into her. She was groaning and as I looked up, her nipples with tight and her face was a slight red.

It took 10 minutes to slide most of my huge cock into her tiny pussy. I could feel with the head of my cock on the top of her. I slide back out and starting pumping into her pussy faster and faster. Her moaning increased, I was watched my cock slide out of her, her pussy stretched and followed my cock out and I rammed my cock back in. There were just the sounds of her and wet sound of my cock pushing into her.

I could feel her pussy gripping my cock and as I pushed into her harder and harder, I felt her pussy grip my cock – like nothing I had ever felt before. She started to cum, and a wave of hot liquid splashed over my cock inside her, my cock responded and I was going to cum. Her pussy gripped me harder and she came, yelling, her hands gripping the edge of the table, my cock shot thick streams of cum into her. Because here was so little room in her pussy, my cum gushed out the sides and coated her legs and the floor. 

I pulled out and my cock was coated with my cum and her. She laid there on the table panting. And eventually moved up using her elbows to look over at me. My cock was still hard and pointed towards her pussy which was still leaking cum and her out. "God you are still hard, come over here." Ever obedient, I moved my cock over to her, it bounced up and down as she caught it with her hand, still slick from us, she rubbed her hand up and down my cock. I was ready again. Her tiny hand never wrapped completely around my penis but it didn't need to. She quickly built up speed moving her freckled hand up and down – my cock was responding and the head of cock was growing again. She could tell when I was close and she pumped me rapidly. Cum shot out of my cock and sprayed her stomach, coating her, 2 thick streams, hitting her. It was one of the best times of my life. She let my cock go and it is finally going limp. 

"I'll be here all summer, why don't you visit me." I intend to as I tried to stuff my cock back in my pants and she was looking for her swim suit.



My First Time



I was sitting at home one day when my mum told me she had to visit my aunt that Saturday. "But who's going to drive me to pick up that dress for the netball party?" I asked.

"It's ok," mum said, "I've asked Mr. Greenbourne and he says he can do it." I went cold. It had been a few weeks since our encounter in the garden and we'd acted like nothing happened. I'd wondered if I did something wrong, if you were ashamed, or just not interested in me. Part of me wondered what I was doing with the old guy who lived next door, but part of me...

It was Saturday, and you were picking me up at 10. I'd hardly slept the night before, thinking about you, what we did, and what might happen this time. I decided that if you wanted anything to happen, and if it was the right thing to happen, you would have said something. I decided to behave myself.

When I woke up, I showered and came back to my room. I took the towel off and stood naked taking the outfit I'd chosen out of the wardrobe. It was a black, long sleeved top and jeans. That should stop anything happening. But, as 10 approached I sat on my bed, still naked, still thinking... I recalled the feel of your hands on me, your fingertips brushing my tits and pussy lips, teasing me. I remembered the sight of your hard, seven inch cock and how your cum felt on my back, arse, and legs. I put the black top and jeans back in the cupboard.

At 10 I heard your car horn and came outside. Looking out of your car, you saw me approaching. My hair was falling onto my bare shoulders. I was wearing a tight, white vest top, which was very low cut. I had on a denim skirt, which was so short it barely covered my arse and high black heels. I opened the passenger door, and stepped in in a very unladylike way, my skirt riding up so that you could see the white, cotton knickers I was wearing. "Morning Stace," you said, as I settled into my seat. I saw you staring at me, my tits and legs, and I instinctively reacted by pulling the skirt down a little. I wondered if I was making a huge mistake.

"Morning Mr. Greenbourne," I said, and we drove off. As we drove, we started chatting normally and soon I'd stopped thinking about the garden. You asked me about college, about my netball, general things. We'd always got on, and soon we were gossiping and laughing about our neighbours. 

Soon, we pulled up at the shop where I had to pick up my dress for the college netball awards night. You came in with me, and when you saw the dress, a short black number, you said, "I bet you'll look very pretty in it." I thanked you, and we headed back out to the car.

We drove off again and I felt a little sad that our drive was finishing, as I'd had a good time with you. As we pulled up to some red lights I thanked you for the ride. Your hand slipped off the steering wheel and down to my knee. I gasped, and froze as you slid your hand up my thigh towards my pussy. "You can thank me later," you said, as we pulled away.

As we drove, thoughts rushed through my mind; I thought about the garden, how turned on I was; about your hands, your cock, and your cum. Then I thought about what would happen if anyone found out about it. I was a virgin; I'd never done anything more than kissing and some stroking before. I asked myself if I really wanted anything to happen with me and the 60 odd year old man next door. The fact that the answer should be no, it made me want to say yes even more.

We came to a junction where we should have headed straight on for home, but we turned left towards the woods. My heart was racing as I wondered what would happen. "Where are we going?" I asked.

"Somewhere I know," you said, "very out of the way, very private."

"What for?" I asked, a little nervously.

"So we can spend a little more time together. We've had fun today, you don't mind that do you?"

"No," I replied.

"Besides," you said, your hand slipping to my knee again as we drove along the wooded road, "you can thank me properly."

"For the lift?" I asked, my pussy starting to dampen.

"For the lift," you said, "for the help with the homework, for the babysitting when you were younger..." We both began laughing.

Soon we come to a path and you drove us up it a way. The trees were thick, and we hadn't seen another car for some time. You stopped and turned the engine off. We sat there in silence for a second. You turned to face me, put your hand on my thigh again, and began stroking. "Are you ok Stace?" you asked.

"Yes."

"Will you do something for me?" 

"What?" I said a little nervously, you still stroking my thigh, getting a little nearer to my pussy each time.

"Take your top off for me." I paused a little uncertainly. "Come on," you said, and smiled. "It's nothing I haven't seen before, is it?" I took hold of the hem of my top and pulled it up, over my head, and off. "Now your bra Stace," I obeyed, reaching behind my back to unclasp my bra, pulling the straps down along my arms so the cups fell slowly away from my breasts, revealing them to you. "Beautiful," you said, staring at my breasts. Being exposed to man like this was a new turn on for me; my pussy started to soak. Part of me wanted you to touch my knickers to see how wet I was, another part of me, still a little shy, hoped you wouldn't. 

Then, you took your hand from my thigh and I almost wanted to grab it and put it back, but you took my left breast in your hand and I felt a wave of excitement run through my body, no one had ever touched my breast before like that. "You know," you went on, "I've always wondered what sort of a girl you'd grow up to be."

"And?" I asked.

"You're beautiful Stace," you said. You took my nipple, already hard, between your fingers and thumb and rolled it, squeezing slightly. "I've been looking forward to this for years, as long as I can remember," you said, as you moved your head forward and I felt your lips take my right breast into your mouth. My pussy was soaking as you switched between sucking and licking my nipples, every now and then using your teeth. You pulled me closer to you, and did the same to my left breast, hungrily taking it into your mouth. As you did, your hand moved down to my soaking crotch and pulled the cotton of my knickers to one side. I moaned as your fingertips found my swollen, tender clit and began rubbing. I began to moan loudly at the new sensations you were giving me. I was rubbing the back of your head, wanting to push you deeper into my breasts. I wanted you to be inside me so badly I didn't care how. Soon I clamped my arms around your head, arched my back, and tensed my legs. 

"Oh...oh...my...God!" I cried, as your mouth and fingers brought me to a shuddering orgasm. You pulled up and looked at me, sitting in your car topless and sweating, with knickers soaked in cum. I got my breath back and said "I thought I was supposed to be thanking you?" You smiled.

"You will Stace, but I want to ask, are you a virgin?"

"Yes."

"Then it was important that I got you nice and wet," you said, before getting out of the car. I watched you walk round the front towards my side and open my door. You reached your hand in and told me to get out. I reached down for my top, but you said "No, you won't need that." So I stepped out of the car into the open air, feeling the breeze against my bare breasts.

My legs were like jelly as you lead me by the hand round to the front of the car. "Turn round," you said, and I did so, facing the bonnet with my back to you. I felt your hands tug at my skirt and it fell to my ankles. Next you pulled my knickers down around my ankles and I was totally nude for you. "Step out of them," you said, and I did. "Now lean forward Stace, and put your hands on the car bonnet." A little hesitantly I did so. You put your foot between my ankles and nudged them apart. I took the hint and moved them further apart. My pussy, soaked in my own cum, was now spread wide in front of you. Again, I heard your zip and, like in the garden, I looked over my shoulder to see you taking your rock hard seven inch cock out of your trousers. I could see all the veins on it, they were almost throbbing. I was a little worried what it would do to my virgin pussy.

You reached round, found my clit again, and began teasing it. My pussy responded by getting wet again. You placed one hand on my shoulder and another on my waist. Then I felt the tip of your cock brush against my swollen pussy lips. "This will hurt a little Stace, I'm sorry," you said, "but it will be worth it." You pushed your cock against my cunt, but my lips were so tight you got nowhere. You pushed again, harder this time, and I moved forward a little from the pressure. "You've got to stay still Stace!" you say a little impatiently, so I braced my legs as you pushed again. This time I felt the tip force my lips apart and I gasped. "Good girl," you said, "now hold tight." Before I could think what you meant, I felt a sharp tearing pain in my pussy, and I screamed as your seven inch cock forced its way into my tight cunt. You pushed yourself in further and the pain burned. Tears began to roll down my cheeks and I bit my lip for the pain. I knew you were all the way in when I could feel your hairy balls against my bald pussy lips.

You began working you cock in and out, each thrust less painful than the last. Soon I was rocking along, getting into your motion. All the cum you got out of me earlier made it so much easier. Your cock began sliding in and out of me, feeling wonderful. You pulled out, stood me up, turned me round, and pushed me back onto the bonnet of the car facing up, facing you. We were face to face, and I could see in your eyes how hungry you were for me, which turned me on even more. I spread my pussy wide for you, and you plunged in, kissing my tits and sucking them as you pounded my pussy. 

I'd never felt anything like this before and soon I could feel another orgasm coming. I could tell from the way your cock thrusts were increasing in speed that you were too. "Fuck me!" I gasped into your ear, as you suddenly went stiff and rose up from me, and I felt buckets of warm, sticky cum pumping deep inside my pussy as you let out a loud moan.

You leant forward and kissed me on the lips for the first time. I responded by placing my hand on the back of your head to hold it still while I slid my tongue into your mouth. We were kissing deeply, our ages and how they make it so wrong making me want you even more. After a while we stopped. You pulled your now soft cock out of me and I looked down to see your cum and mine dripping from my pussy and down my thighs, along with a little blood. You zipped up your trousers, and I picked up my knickers, and used them to wipe my cunt clean. "You won't be able to wear those now," you said, pointing at my filthy, stained knickers. I laughed and threw them to you.

"You keep 'em. I'll go commando." I pulled my skirt up and got back into the car to find my bra and top. 



My First Time



I don't remember the first time I thought about men as sexual partners. I knew I wasn't gay because the sight of a naked woman definitely turned me on, but for some reason I would have thoughts of naked men and not just any men.....Black men.

I am not real sure where the thoughts came from, but they were pretty vivid. I had watched a lot of porn when I was younger and I remember the first time I saw a black cock, I thought to myself man I wish I had one that big, but alas that dream never came to fruition. This story is about my first experience with cock....a big black cock.

It was November of 1995. I was 21 and in the Navy, being stationed in Alameda California was nice and if I wanted to go to San Francisco all I had to do was catch a bus at the end of the pier and pay $1.25. Now on our way we stopped off in Treasure Island and picked up a few more sailors from the Damage Control school. On this particular day a few of them were talking about a band that they were going to see at a bar just a few blocks outside of Chinatown. Being a fan of live music I sort of tagged along and after a 20 minute walk we found the bar.

Unfortunately after about 10 minutes I realized that this band wasn't that good and decided not to waste anymore of my time. I left the bar unnoticed by my new friends and headed off to find adventure elsewhere. Now I didn't have to go far because right next door was a sex shop. Being from Kansas I had never been inside one of these so I thought what the hell. I went inside and looked around for a couple of minutes until something in the back caught my eye. As I walked down the hallway I noticed a bunch of little rooms with doors on them. Needless to say I was quite surprised when a door opened up in front of me and a man walked out. I could see porn playing on a television monitor in the corner. I quickly went inside and locked the door. I noticed that there was a slot at the bottom for money and I reached into my pocket. At first it was just one dollar bills, but just as it was getting good it would shut off. I said fuck it and slid a $20 into the machine, which bought me roughly two hours. 

About 15 minutes in I noticed a hole in the wall roughly 15 inches from my face. I looked through it and saw a young black man sitting in a chair stroking a massive cock. Now I don't know why but I could not take my eyes off of it. After what seemed like a few seconds I looked up and noticed the guy looking at me. I quickly backed away from the whole and went back to watching the television. What happened next shocked me; the guy stuck his dick through the hole.

I know now that these are glory holes, but back then I had no idea that these things even existed.

I sat there for a few minutes and looked at it 

before sticking my hand out and touching it. Just touching caused it to move and a voice in the back of my head told me to suck it. I had always thought about it and now was my chance. It would be completely anonymous. I got down on my knees in front of it. Slowly stroked it with my hand and then finally got up the courage to put the head of it in my mouth. I started off slow, doing a lot of thinking. Trying not to use my teeth and trying to get it in my mouth and wondering if he was enjoying it. His cock was rock hard so I am going to guess that he was enjoying it. I started off slow but soon I was in a rhythm and getting about 2 inches of it in my mouth. Then without warning he pulled his cock out of the hole and he was gone. I heard him leave the room and I got up from the floor, a few seconds later I heard a knock on my door, curiosity drove me to walk over and open it up and there he was standing outside the door. He pushed his way in and locked the door behind him. I took a few steps back and he walked further into the room. When he was in the center of the room he lifted his shirt and dropped his pants. He told me to get down on my knees and finish the job, without hesitation I was on my knees sucking his cock. He was grabbing my head and forcing it on to his cock further; I was choking, but getting more of it in. He finally settled for half of his cock in my mouth and we worked up a nice rhythm once again. I spent the next 15 minutes on my knees sucking 10 inches of beautiful black cock thinking to myself that I was definitely going to do this again.

Then he told me to take my pants off and get on the chair on my knees. He asked me if I had ever been fucked before and I said no. I hadn't really planned on going this far ever in my life with another man, but I found myself doing as I was told. I saw him reach into his pocket and roll a condom onto his dick. He spit on my asshole and I felt him place the head of his cock at my virgin entrance.

He was gentle in the beginning and had a little trouble getting the head of his massive cock in my tight ass, but soon I felt my asshole release and felt his head pop in. It hurt a little, but wasn't anything I couldn't handle, however that was about to change. I felt him grab my hips and with each thrust he forced more of his cock into my ass. Soon the pain was pretty intense and I hate to say it but I was tearing up. I asked him to stop but my pleas fell on deaf ears. He didn't stop until I felt his nuts hitting mine, by now I am in excruciating pain and just hoping that he finishes soon, but he didn't finish for what seemed like hours. After about 30 minutes the pain started to subside. It didn't feel good it just started to hurt less and then I felt him pick up some speed, before he convulsed a few times and then stopped moving all together. I was thankful when he pulled his now limp cock out of my ass and let go of my hips. Neither of us said anything as we got dressed. He left the room first and I waited until my time was up. After 15 more minutes the television screen went blank and I exited the room. Caught the bus back to the boat and lost myself in my thoughts.

The cock sucking was fun, but the ass fucking was not and I swore I would never do that again....Of course I did do it, but that is for another time.



My First Time



We had been officially dating for almost two months, but we'd known each other for four years. We had been good friends. In fact, when we met, he was engaged to someone else and became more like my big brother, a figure I desperately needed in my life away at college having just lost my father who meant the world to me. He had married, then his wife left him and he moved away. I had gotten a letter from him out of the blue almost two years later and our friendship picked up where we'd left off. After only a month he expressed interest in dating me, but I turned him down. I truly saw him like a big brother and I couldn't stomach the idea of a romantic relationship with him. He backed off and we continued to write and talk on the phone for several months. Slowly, and I didn't even notice it happening, I fell in love with him. Six months later he asked again to date me and this time I said yes.

He lived 400 miles away, so I only got to see him one weekend a month when he would drive down. My sister and brother would put him up at their house. I was living with my mother. So, when he offered to give me a job, I jumped at the chance. He was working residential construction drywalling a new house. He drove down and picked me up, and we stayed with the guy who was his business partner. He put out a futon mattress for us in the living room. Being galant, I was given the mattress and he slept on the floor in a sleeping bag. It got very cold that night, the guy had left the window open. I just had a tee shirt and shorts for pajamas. I crawled over to my boyfriend's duffel bag and dug out his hoodie. I put that on and wound myself up in the sheet, but I was still very cold. So I scooted over to him, hoping I would get some heat from being near him. Being a former Marine, you don't sneak up on him, not that I was trying. But as I moved next to him he startled awake and asked if I was okay. I told him I was cold. He unzipped his sleeping bag and used it more like a blanket, and pulled me into his arms. I warmed up quite nice and was able to go back to sleep.

Well, having slept in his arms once, I liked it, so the next night I snuggled up to him again. This time he wasn't all that sleepy. He started kissing me. He was a great kisser. His lips caressed mine, teased them open and then would lick them and suck my tongue. But then, he rolled over a little to where he was almost on top of me. He deepened the kiss and ran his hand up and down my arm, then up and down my thigh and hip. He nudged his knee between mine and pressed against my other thigh. I gasped, but he covered my mouth with his. Next thing I knew, his hand had slipped under my shirt and was cupping my breast. He kneaded it gently and teased the nipple with his thumb. I started breathing heavily as I started to tighten between my legs. His lips moved from my lips to my ear where he nipped at the lobe. He placed kisses up and down my throat while he kneaded my breast more firmly. His knee slipped up to nestle between my legs. He lifted off me a little and pulled up my shirt to expose my breasts. I gasped and tried to twist away, but he quickly bent his head down and took my nipple between his lips and began to suckle. It was like fireworks going off in my head. I groaned and arched toward him. He rubbed his knee firmly between my legs, making me wet. I ran my hands up and down his arms and across his back. I loved feeling his taut muscles under my palms. He lifted his head and moved his lips to my ear. 

"Touch me."

I was a bit confused, because I was touching him, so I ran my hands over his chest and arms and back a little harder, kneading his shoulders. Then he took one of my hands and started moving it down his chest and down his stomach and lower still.... and I squeaked and pulled my hand away, scared. I buried my face in his chest. His mouth came back to my ear. 

"Have you ever been with a man before?" 

I shook my head no. He pulled me close and just laid there for a few moments. 

"Turn over, honey." 

I rolled over on my stomach and he pulled my tee shirt off. He lay there beside me gently running his hands over my back, kneading my shoulders. His hands moved gently, slowly, rhytmically over my back. Slowly he maneuvered over me. 

"Prop yourself up on your elbows." 

I did, and both his hands slid under me and moved up to cup both breasts. He nestled himself against my butt at the juncture of my legs. His lips came down and began nipping at my neck and shoulder, his breath caressing over my skin. He rubbed his palms against my nipples and kneaded my breasts. Then he started moving against me. I started breathing heavy again. 

"You feel so good, honey. I love touching you. I want to make it good for you." His breath tickled my ear. 

"It does feel good. But, I'm scared." I told him. 

"There is nothing to be scared of. Trust me." 

He buried his face in my neck and grinded himself against me, pinching my nipples. Suddenly the fluttering between my legs began to tighten and throb. He rubbed harder, kissing my neck and suddenly I began convulsing. 

"Oh my god!" I hissed and buried my head into the pillow. His hands were on my arms and my back. 

"Was it good?" he whispered. 

I couldn't speak. He rolled me over and began kissing me again, his hands sliding down my side to my shorts. Somehow he pulled them off. Then I felt a rush of cool air as he rolled onto his side and slid off his sweat pants. He was back on me and I gasped to feel his firm, hot rod against my thigh. His lips covered mine again and his hand went back to my breast. He teased me gently with both tongue and fingers until I was arching against him again. His lips trailed down my throat and latched on to a nipple. He pinched and twisted and teased it with his lips, then lapped it with his tongue. His hand was molding the other and he was rubbing himself against my thigh. Suddenly he was on top of me, claiming my lips again and sliding between my legs. I panicked for a moment, and pushed against him, but he nipped at my lip and drove himself deep inside me. For a moment we just laid there, me adjusting to the feeling of him pulsing inside. Then he began moving, and I couldn't help but moan deep in my throat and say oh god, oh god. He lifted up to look at me and then started pounding me, my breasts jumping up and down. 

"I love seeing your breasts dance in the moonlight." 

I arched up to meet his hips and started moving my hips to match his. I was growing tight between my legs again, clamping down on his rigid length. I felt like I would go mad from the suspense. Then he laid back down on me and drove harder, deeper until I saw stars and it felt like i exploded inside. Inside I was convulsing on him and I felt him shudder and warmth empty into me. He rolled us onto our sides, facing each other and he ran his lips down my temple and my cheek, then kissed me on the lips.

"How was that?"

"Wow." was all I could say. I nestled against his chest and we were both alseep in no time.

Early in the morning I woke up, for a moment stunned I was naked and in bed with a naked man. But the events of the night before came flooding back and I nestled up against his back, pressing my breasts against him. I ran my hand slowly down his side, along his hip and down his muscular leg. I had never been so close to a man and felt so comfortable. Out of curiosity I let my hand slip around to the front, between his legs. I cupped the limp tool, then ran my fingers over it. It began to stiffen. I then clamped my hand around it and held it as it grew. He started awake and turned to look at me. I began running my hand up and down his length. He moaned.

"This is a nice way to wake up." He pulled me down so he could kiss me and cup my breast. I continued to pump him up and down until he got slick. He pushed the covers away.

"Sit on me." he said huskily. I sat up and stradled him, and he put his hands on my hips and guided me onto him and pulled me down. I felt him fill me up all at once. He began to move slowly, and with his hands guided me to move my hips until I was sliding up and down on his pole. His hands then slid around to cup my breasts. His calloused thumbs teased over my nipples. It got me tight very quickly. When I would thrust down, taking him deep inside me he would moan and arch up to meet me. Then I would pull away, almost completely exposing him except for the tip and ride up and down just on that, making him stiffen and grab my breasts.

"Ride me, ride me hard."

His hands were on my hips again, urgently pushing me up and down. I started moving faster, my breasts jumping and swaying. His hands were on my breasts again, his palms against them lightly so he could enjoy the sensation of them bouncing and swaying against him, and in turn it teased my nipples. I kept pumping on him, harder, faster, growing tighter and tighter inside, my nipples tingling. Then it was like something snapped inside and I started convulsing on his shaft. He grabbed my hips and pulled me down and held me down on him as he arched up and reached further inside me. Suddenly he was throbbing inside and let out a gutteral moan. I collapsed onto his chest, legs splayed, him still inside.

"Good morning, sunshine," he whispered in my ear.



My First Time



My name is Betty Jean. I was raised on a small mid west farm . My dad rented the farm and so mom helped with the field work and raised a large vegetable garden to help ends meet. Money was very tight and at a very early age I was expected to help with the farm chores. I didn't mind this as I always liked animals and made them my pets much to the dismay of my dad who knew one day they would have to be shipped off to market. As soon as I was old enough Mom had me helping in the kitchen cooking meals for dad and the help we had when it was haying season. Another benefit of being raised on a farm was that I learned about the facts of life at a very early age which made me curious. It was a simple and carefree life that we had.

As I entered high school I began to blossom. My boobs became bigger and my once gangly looks were beginning to turn heads. I was a good student and got good grades something my mom and dad insisted on.. I would say that my best trait was my personality as I was very outgoing and friendly to everyone. I dated off and on and enjoyed petting on a few occasions if I liked the boy enough. My parents had forbidden to go steady until my senior year. That is when my life changed. A senior in my class named Joel asked me to the home coming dance. Joel was a jock and a good football player and fairly attractive. Joel wasn't my first choice to go to the dance with but I accepted knowing I could back down if a better opportunity presented itself. I'm guessing Joel put the word out I was his date and no one else asked me to the dance. We had a good time at the homecoming dance and I found out Joel wasn't one of those conceited jocks but really funny and a shy guy. 

Joel immediately asked me out on another date which I accepted. I was very surprised when Joel didn't kiss me until our third date. He wasn't like most of the guys I dated who tried to get into my pants on the first date. It was probably on our 7th date that I let Joel make love to me. It was an experience that as a virgin I had never experienced before. One night after a football game Joel and I were necking right outside my parents home in our driveway. I had let Joel play with my boobs before so tonight was no exception. I lifted my bra over my 34B boobs which were getting larger every year. Joel played with my boobs for quite awhile what man is not a boob guy?

I guess the hormones were building up in us as as Joel moved his hand from my boobs to my thigh when he slowly began to massage my thigh as we were kissing. I didn't realize that he was slowly working his hand higher and higher as we continued to kiss. I was startled when I realized Joel's hand was now caressing my pussy through my panties. I could have stopped him there but I was having feelings that I had never experienced before and I liked them. As we continued to kiss Joel started to work his hand under the elastic in my panties slowly massaging my pussy as he went. I could feel Joel trying to insert a finger into my pussy but I held my thighs together so he couldn't penetrate me.

After all we were in my parents driveway and one of them could come out at any time. As luck would have it I chose to wear a loose fitting skirt instead of one of my tight skirts or pants that I wore often. I guess the luck was in Joel's favor that night also. Joel continued to try to pry my legs apart but I was still resisting. Joel looked at me and said “I love you Betty Jean and want to make love to you”.

At that point we kissed more passionately and I began to spread my legs. Whoa! All at once Joel's finger found it's way into my pussy which by now was very well lubricated. Maybe I was hot to trot as all the foreplay had broken down my inhibitions. Joel continued to work his finger in my pussy which was feeling better and better by the minute.

Joel started to tug on my panties in an effort yo remove them at which time I helped him by lifting my butt up to make it easier for him. In no time I found myself lying down on the seat, bra up around my neck and no panties on. I could hear Joel unzipping his pants and pulling his pants and shorts down.

Joel slowly got on top of me and was stabbing at my now open pussy. I wanted to take his penis in my hand and guide him into me but I was afraid to touch him. Eventually his penis found its way to my opening and the head of his penis started to enter me. So many emotions were overcoming me.

Fear of getting caught or pregnant, a brief searing pain as Joel entered me and finally a new found sexual bliss as Joel began to make love to me. I was very thankful that Joel was taking it slow and easy for my first time. I had masturbated a few times but that could not compare to the feeling that I was experiencing at this moment. I was not sure at the time how big Joel's cock was but it was sue filling me up very nicely. How long did it last? I don't think too long as I could sense something was happening with Joel as he suddenly withdrew his cock and squirted all over my pussy. I lay there nearly exhausted after losing my virginity. Joel apologized for the mess and tried to clean it up with a Kleenex. What a night, not what I was expecting but I now knew that I liked sex. Joel wanted to make love again but I was afraid my parents would be out at any time. Since that time I have had many sexual experiences and can compare men and their cock size and how good or bad a lover they are. There is something special about the first time good or bad it is still memorable.

The one funny thing about that night was Joel's parents asked him how there cane to be footprints on the ceiling. My lips are sealed well one set of lips weren't that night.



My First Time



I was always a horny kid growing up. I wanted to get laid from as far back as I can remember. Where I live we used to have close to 6 adult bookstores to choose from and I was always trying to get into them before I was 18, I never could and from about 17 on I forgot about them entirely. I had met my 1st girlfriend by 17 and was occupied with all the newness that comes with girls. I was getting laid! 

When I turned 18 my girlfriend and I went out driving around looking for things to do, we passed one of the bookstores and I thought, hey I can now go and check them out legally. This was summertime and my girlfriend was going away to summer camp as a counselor. After a few days of no sex I started getting restless so I decided to go check out a bookstore. The one I went to had a theater downstairs and movie booths upstairs, I opted for the movie booths. I went in put some quarters in and started watching. I had never seen porn before and was amazed at what I saw, I would go from channel to channel looking at all the different scenes. I landed on a gay channel and was completely shocked. I'm not naïve I just didn't realize there was "gay" porn, I just always assumed it was guy on girl porn. I was kind of disgusted but fascinated all at once. I was watching some guy getting fucked in his ass and giving another guy a blowjob and they were loving it! I fell off my stool when the guy getting his cocked sucked came all over the guys face. I went back to the other channels and started jacking off. Once I came I zipped up and left. I thought I hit the jackpot and knew I would be back soon.

Once I got home I couldn't stop thinking about all the porn I saw. I was still horny and later on that night I went back. When I got back I noticed more things, i.e. the booths all had windows at crotch level, there were men hanging around in the hallways. I don't know how I missed that all before; I guess I was just so excited to be in there the 1st time I really didn't focus on anything.

I picked another booth to go in and watch movies but this time I was nervous because of the window in the door, I didn't want anyone to know I jacked off, how embarrassing! I'm not sure what I was thinking, why else would a guy be there watching porn! I was just always embarrassed to admit I jacked off. So as I'm in the booth I keep bending down to peek out the window to make sure no one can see. I notice the booth across from mine and see a face of some guy looking at me, I thought he was probably doing the same thing as I, checking to make sure no one is looking. Once I stood back up I started getting into the movies and started jacking off. The next thing I know some guy is trying to come in, I was mortified. I reach for my pants to pull them up and tell the guy the booth is occupied. He keeps pushing on the door and asks if I want my dick sucked. I freaked out and bolted down the stairs and out the door.

I got to my car and was pissed, I wanted to watch porn and jack off but that guy scared the shit out of me. So I thought it thru for a few minutes and my dick won out and I went back in. This time though I looked through the videos that were for sale before heading back to the booths. I wanted to calm down a little more and explore the store. As I'm looking thru the movies I hear a guy ask me if I want to share a booth upstairs. I was totally surprised, I kept telling him no and leave me alone. I didn't want to leave again so I left the movie section and went to the video booths. This time I put the stool up against the door and sat down, I figured that would stop anyone from coming in. 

I was in there for about 15 minutes and was close to cumming but I wanted to prolong it, I wanted to see more porn, I was obsessed with it. I leaned forward to change the channel and thought I will cum at the next good scene. As I leaned forward my door opened; completely off guard this time. It was the guy from downstairs! He wiggled his way into the booth while I was trying to keep him out, which was hard because my cock was in one hand, my pants were around my ankles and the stool was now pinning me next to the movie screen. He kept saying he wanted to suck my dick. Let me say now, I never thought about having sex with a guy, it's the old cliché you hear over and over about being gay so I won't bother you with that. I will say the thought grossed me out and my friends were very against it as well. I never really thought about it until I saw it in the movie booths at the bookstore and I thought the guys were sissys and I wasn't a sissy. So as he was asking to suck my dick he starts changing the channels until he finds a gay movie. I turned to the screen to see what he's doing and there on the screen is a guy on his knees giving a blow job. 

I was fascinated once again that guys really do this. He noticed me staring at the screen and reached out and moved the stool back against the door. He told me to sit down and just watch the movie. The next thing I know I feel his mouth on my cock. Up to this point in my life I had never had a blowjob but he knew how to suck a dick. I was sitting there in turmoil, it felt so delicious yet I was telling myself this is so wrong. As I sat and enjoyed the blowjob I would change the channels looking for a better scene. I happened upon one that would change my life forever. You can still find this on the net today. It's a scene were a black guy in a military suit walks into the bathroom and starts pissing in the toilet. In the stall next to him is a white guy jacking off and looking thru a glory hole at the black guys cock, The black guy has the biggest dick I have ever seen and sticks it thru the glory hole so the white guy can suck it. I have never gotten that image out of my head and I exploded into the guys mouth who was sucking my cock. It was great! But I was also kicking myself because this was wrong. I wasn't gay and was very confused. So I left and vowed never to return.



My First Time



It all started when I trod on her foot.

I was 20, tall and uncoordinated, and prone to wearing stovepipe jeans and Blundstone boots. 

She was 32, a head shorter, long blonde wavy hair, with short skirt and, pertinent to this occasion, bare feet.

Jen often took off her shoes in the office. She was in charge of a Pensions team, had a humorous direct gaze from grey/blue eyes, an informal manner, and most importantly for my young hormones, a fantastic cleavage and nice legs.

On this particular day I was racing up the stairs to get back to my desk, she was strolling back to hers, and our paths intersected at the top of the stairs with my size 11 boot landing on her bare size 6.

"Owwww!" she said and those mesmerizing eyes met mine reproachfully.

"I'm so sorry!!" I stammered. It was the first words I'd ever said to her. Despite working in the same office for over a year, I was terminally shy around attractive women and had previously only given her quick smiles before looking away bashfully.

"It's ok," she said, smiling and rubbing her foot (which increased my view of both cleavage and thigh).

Amazingly, with the ice broken, I was able to talk to her. We chatted for a while and it turned out that she lived only a couple of streets away from my parent's abode, which shamefully I still inhabited.

"You'll have to come over for a drink one night," Jen suggested. I assured her that I would, she flashed me another dazzling smile and strolled off. (Jen never just "walked, she padded along like a lioness.)

At the time I was, as I said, living with my parents. We were members of a religious sect that didn't drink, smoke, swear, watch TV, listen to radio or go to parties. It was expected that we'd marry within the sect before having sex (for the purposes of procreation of more sect members). So the idea of going to a non-believer's house, an older woman, no less, and partaking of alcohol there... well, that was bound to send me straight to hell.

Balancing this was the fact that I was 20, never even been kissed, had raging hormones and secretly masturbated at least twice a day to skin mags I surreptitiously bought and hid under the bed.

From somewhere I dragged up the courage to visit Jen one evening. I rode the few blocks to her house on my pride and joy -- a Honda 185cc road/trail bike -- parked behind her Falcon station wagon and nervously knocked on the door.

She answered wearing a bath robe. Her legs were smooth and had that glow that comes from a hot bath. The neckline plunged toward her waist and the swell of her breasts were still damp.

'Hi!' I blurted. 'Ummm... if it's not a good time I can go... ah... I just thought I'd drop by...' my words dribbled away and I just stood awkwardly in front of her.

She smiled. "It's fine, I'd just finished my bath. Come in!" 

She stepped back from the door and I squeezed past.

Her house was a small weatherboard bungalow, perhaps 1950's, with a large back yard. The décor was nothing special but the house was spotlessly clean and neat. 

She asked me to sit down and that she'd be back in a minute. I sat quietly on the couch, looking around the room, until she returned.

I'd assumed she was going to get dressed, but apparently she just wanted to get dry... she was still in the bathrobe.

We chatted for a few minutes and then she said she wanted a drink.

"What can I get you?" she asked, smiling.

Due to my upbringing I had very little contact with alcohol.

When I was 17, my best mate and I had bought three 6-packs of beer and drunk them all, which made me both vomit and question the idea of drinking. Later, I snuck out to a night club and ordered a Southern Comfort and Coke -- because that was what the bloke in front of me ordered.

Given that Southern Comfort was all I knew, I asked her if she had any. She did, mixed us both a drink and sat back down to talk.

The drink relaxed me and we chatted for a while. I noticed her stretching her back and wincing at one stage, so I took the plunge and asked her if she wanted a massage. 

"Yes please!" was the reply.

We went into her bedroom. Jen switched on a table lamp, smiled at me and lay face down on the bed. I was quick to notice that she loosened her bathrobe and shrugged it down her shoulders as she lay down. By this time I had an erection and the thought of her breasts being bare under her only added to the stiffness.

I started massaging her neck and shoulders, marveling at the feel of a woman's skin -- something I'd never touched before. She relaxed and was enjoying the massage.

As I worked lower on her shoulders I started nudging the bathrobe further and further down. By this time I was massaging her back and could see the sides of her breasts. My erection was painful, pushing furiously against my jeans. I straddled her legs and moved even further down, so her bathrobe was draped over her smooth slopes of her gorgeous buttocks.

I jumped off the bed and started massaging her legs, starting at her ankles and working up. As I went higher and started on her thighs, my excitement was rising ever higher. My breathing was faster and waves of sexual frisson crashed through me... this was the most sexual experience of my life!

I didn't have the experience to know that she was excited too. My only previous encounter with sexuality was in the pages of porno mags -- and photos of a jaded porn star being stuffed with a black cock do not prepare you for a real woman.

I started slipping my hands under the edge of the bathrobe and gently massaging her butt. I was almost coming with excitement -- for the first time I was actually touching a woman's nude bottom! Jen was letting out slight moans by this time, which I assumed just meant she was enjoying the massage.

Suddenly, she reached an arm back. Startled, I stopped, worried that I'd gone too far by touching her arse. But what she did shocked and delighted me... she grabbed the bathrobe and pulled it off her completely, leaving her lying there totally nude.

My eyes must have popped out as I gazed at the sight of this gorgeous woman, lying naked in front of me, her breathing quick and ragged. Her legs were slightly apart and in the dim light I could just see the furriness on her labia.

It's amazing that I didn't come in my jeans then and there. I was so excited but didn't know what to do next. A story from a magazine went through my mind, about a seduction involving an ice cube. My voice trembling, I said "I'll just go and get some ice..."

I had turned and was about to go to the kitchen when her hand grabbed my arm. Her voice, throaty and compelling, said "Come here."

As I turned back to her she rolled onto her back. Suddenly the lovely melon-shaped breasts that I'd been trying to see all evening were right there in front of me. From these creamy mounds her light brown nipples jutted, and even in my excitement I thought "She must be cold!" My eyes travelled downwards, over her smooth belly with its deep belly button, to territory I'd only ever seen photos of.

Her bush was a darker blonde than her hair and was trimmed at the sides, leaving a wide stripe of fur that led down to her thighs which were pressed together. As I watched, she spread her legs slowly and I could see the glisten of moisture on the pink lips that came into view.

As if stunned, I stood there as her hand which gripped my arm led my hand to that incredibly beautiful pussy. As my fingers neared it I could feel the heat that radiated from it, and then, in what was the best moment of my life, I touched her glistening pussy lips.

As I stroked my fingers back and forth in the moisture that coated her pussy, she moaned. I said "Are you ok?" She was biting her lower lip with her eyes closed, and nodded. "Mmm-hmmm..." was all she said.

With her free hand, she grabbed my shoulder and drew me closer. Suddenly I was pulled on to the bed, my cheek pressed to hers, her lips next to my ear.

"Fuck me!" she moaned.

"I... I don't know how..." I stammered back. I wanted to, more than anything on earth. If Jesus himself had appeared in front of me and given me a choice of guaranteed paradise or the experience I was having right now, I'd have told him to bash his heaven up his arse.

"Are...are you a virgin?" she asked, surprised. Shamefaced, I nodded.

"That's ok, honey," she said softly. She sat up, and her arms went around me and tugged the T-shirt from my jeans. She drew it off slowly and kissed my nipples. I groaned with need as she unbuckled my belt and pushed my jeans down. As they went over my hips my cock sprang free, larger and harder than I'd ever seen it before. Jen gave a low moan of approval as she saw it spring almost vertical, the head purple and gleaming with a coating of pre-cum.

As she lay back down she drew me with her, so my chest was rubbing those gorgeous nipples and my penis was nestled against her bush. With the last of my wits I remembered safe sex; I hadn't brought a condom with me.

"Are you... ummm... safe?" I said. Her brows went together for a second in confusion, then cleared.

"It's ok sweetie... I'm on the pill."

By this time our need was so great that it couldn't be denied any longer. She slid her hand down my penis and guided me into her wet, warm pussy.

As I felt my cock slide into that slick warmth, I groaned with absolute joy. At last.

Surprisingly, I didn't come at once. With all the excitement I thought I'd shoot as soon as I was inside her, but for the next five minutes there was just the slapping sound of my cock sliding in and out, soft moans and groans from both of us, and the feel of soft skin under my lips as I sucked first one nipple then the other into my mouth. As I bit gently on her nipples she gasped; it didn't take me long to work out that she loved the sensation.

Each time I bit a nipple her pussy clenched around my cock. 

In my excitement I sucked on her neck, her breasts, her shoulders. I couldn't get enough of her. 

Suddenly her face contorted as if in pain, and her hips quivered beneath me. "Are you ok?" I asked, concerned. 

She just nodded, gasped "Don't stop!!" and grabbed my butt cheeks, pulling me hard against her. 

Her pussy clenched and quivered on my cock, and with crashing excitement I felt my climax approach. My back arched as I thrust myself in to the hilt, pressing hard against something (she later told me it was her womb), and then my come gushed into her, spurting time after time. 

As the tremors subsided I lay on her, my penis still firmly plugged in her wet pussy, my chest supported on soft pillows of her magnificent breasts. As I looked into her gorgeous eyes something soft exploded in my chest. I knew that no matter what happened in life, I would always remember this night.



My First Time



Walt and Ellen lived in the other half of the duplex across from my granny and me. The two halves shared a laundry room and bath room.

I slept late that morning and when I woke up thinking I was alone in the duplex. I wanted to dress up so I explored the shared laundry area and found some of Ellen's clothes that fit me well. I pulled on a pair of pantyhose that went great with a white pleated miniskirt and silk blouse. I admired the look in the full length mirror in the bathroom. The silk felt so good against my skin as I moved my fingers lightly over my chest and pinched my nipples. I leaned against the door frame looking at myself in the mirror as I moved my right hand down to my crotch. I rubbed my stiffening dick through the material of the skirt. The feel of my legs rubbing together in pantyhose was so sexy it was almost unbearable. 

After several enjoyable minutes, I was just about to explode when I realized that there was someone outside the door just behind me. It was Walt and he had been watching me through the open door.

I tried to close the open bathroom door, but he quickly put his foot in the opening and pulled the door open.

"You aren't going to cut the show off that easily." 

Walt stared at me as I trembled in front of him, then he said 

"It's time to get one thing straight."

"What's that?" I asked, fearful of what might happen next.

"From now on, you dress for me, and do what I say. You belong to me now, you are my personal slave, understood?"

"Yes sir, I belong to you." I sheepishly replied.

With that settled he took hold of my right wrist and led me into his apartment, through the kitchen and into the master bedroom. He stopped at the closet and opened the door.

"Stand here." he ordered sternly. 

He stepped into the walk in closet for a moment then reappeared with a bag in one hand and a pair of high heeled shoes in the other.

"Sit on the bed and put these on." he said. 

I complied without hesitation. The shoes were white open toe pumps with an ankle strap. I wasn't sure how they would fit but the seemed to be about the right size, maybe just a bit to big.

As I fastened the strap on the second shoe I was getting , very aroused. Walt was very pleased to see that I could walk in the heels reasonably well. I was a little shaky because the heels were at least an inch and a half higher than any of Mom's heels I had worn before.

After having me walk up and down the room for him several times he called me over and had me turn around. Taking hold of my wrists, he pulled my hands behind me and quickly fastened handcuffs on me. While still behind me, he reached around holding a rubber penis gag attached to a leather collar. It was about 4 inches long and almost made me gag when it hit the back of my mouth. I took a few minutes but I learned that as long as I calmly breathed through my nose it would be ok.

Walt came back into the room with a stepstool, and climbing up onto it he fastened a rope to a hook in the ceiling. A hook on the end of the rope hung just about eye level to me and I couldn't imagine what it was for. It didn't take long to find out though, as he pulled me forward under the rope and lifted my cuffed hands to the hook, forcing me to bend forward at the waist.

It was quite uncomfortable with my arms lifted sharply behind me, but I was about to be introduced to an entirely new level of discomfort. 

Walt was behind me for what seemed like several minutes, when I felt his hand on the back of my knee. He slid his hand between my knees from the back and told me to spread my feet. I obeyed his instruction and placed my feet about 6 inches apart.

"More!" he ordered and I complied. He was satisfied when I had spread my fee about 18 inches.

Still behind me he slid his right hand up the inside of my left leg to my crotch. I was very aroused and he commented that I had to be enjoying what he was doing. He was certainly right about my enjoying it because as soon as his hand touched my crotch I shot my load inside the pantyhose. 

He was not amused and sternly told me that as a slave I was only allowed to an orgasm when I asked for and received permission and that since I had not done so I would be punished.

I felt the cool air on my ass as the skirt was lifted over my waist and the pantyhose were pulled down onto my thighs. I wasn't expecting it when the riding crop smacked my left cheek so I jerked violently causing a sharp pain in my shoulders in addition to the pain inflicted by the crop. I had barely regained my balance when a second blow landed, this time on the other cheek. Though equally painful, this blow didn't catch me off guard as the other had so I did a better job of keeping my balance. Still, I shrieked in pain only to have my cries muffled by the gag that filled my throat.

When he finally tired of spanking me, Walt took a tube from the nightstand and squeezed a bit of the contents into his hand. Then he reached behind me, spread my ass cheeks and began to apply the creamy gel to my ass. As he worked his middle finger into my puckering hole I felt a wave of arousal sweeping over me again and I was scared to death that I might cum again without permission. He soon stopped fingering me however after he had loosened my ass enough fit the head of his cock in me. He fucked me slowly at first with each stroke being a little deeper. Soon he was shoving it all in my ass, pulling me back to him. I was getting weaker with every thrust and pretty soon almost all my weight was on my arms. It seemed that he was driving deeper every time. I don't know how long it was before I felt him getting faster and faster and then felt him shoot his load into my ass. 

When he was finished fucking me he walked silently into the bathroom and left me hanging limp from the ceiling hook, with his cum slowly running out of my ass and down my legs.

When he returned I was surprised to feel him spread my ass cheeks again. This time he wasn't fucking me though. Instead he forced a large butt plug into me and fastened it in place with a leather strap between my legs.. 

"Every time you move tonight you will feel that plug, and when you feel the plug you will remember how humiliated you felt to be raped." he said. "You should get used to that feeling because you will be humiliated quite a bit from here on." 

With that he unhooked my handcuffs from the ceiling hook and allowed me to stand erect. Doing so made me feel the full effect of the butt plug.

Walt had me strip for him before letting me leave. I walked back to he other side of the duplex naked except for the leather harness holding in the butt plug. I would not be allowed to remove it. Instead I was to wear it until the following morning when Walt would remove it. It was a long uncomfortable night. 



My First Time



I'm like most average nineteen-year-old guys. Struggling to find a job, trying to get into school, that sort of thing. I also suffer from Bipolar Disorder, and when on and off my meds for varying degrees and reasons, I tend to get extremely horny. This eventually eclipsed over one weekend until, eventually, I could take it no more. I was jacking off three times a day and getting no relief, so when my roommates decided to take a post-wedding honeymoon trip and were leaving me alone for nearly a week, I decided to take the opportunity to try something I'd never tried before.

Online hookups.

I was a bit nervous about the whole thing. Being a virgin, but being extremely horny and with little chance of getting laid by the guy whom I'd met at the club, I decided to venture forth and leave my lesser inhibitions behind. I was horny, REALLY horny, and with my roommates gone it gave me the chance to experiment without having to worry about getting negative or one-sided attention from them.

With that being said, I started pursuing Adam4Adam and a few other sites with the intention of getting laid. I had a few things arranged, but all fell through because the guys didn't show up. One even didn't want to fuck me because I was a virgin, and at that point I was getting so sexually frustrated that I was reaching out to guys who normally bottomed to top.

Come Wednesday the tenth, however, things changed.

I got messaged by a guy who asked the general 'how things were going. 'Things eventually escalated from there. He asked what I wanted to do, I said I wanted to get plowed, he said he wanted me to suck his dick and turn me around and fuck my ass, and in little more than a half-hour I had a hookup arranged. After all this time, I was finally going to get what I wanted—a nice big dick in my mouth and one up my ass.

After getting ready for the sex, which included cleaning and stretching myself out, I got in my car and drove to the dude's house.

I wasn't sure what to expect.

I sure wasn't expecting him to be so forward.

Upon entering the house, he immediately led me to his office after asking if I was horny, where things had already been prepared and ready. A blanket was spread out on the floor, a box of sex toys and instruments was in the corner, and porn was playing on the computer. Stroking his cock through his pants, giving me the eye, I instantaneously knew things were going to go fast. That was when he asked me to get on my knees.

I was ready for this.

Online, he listed his cock as seven-and-a-half inches, and being the virgin and as inexperienced as I was, I wasn't sure what to expect. However, when the guy lifted his shorts up his one leg and pulled his cock out, I was instantly sure that he'd misjudged his size because it seemed A LOT bigger than seven-and-a-half inches. It was thick, too, and the sight of it alone was enough to stir my cock in my pants.

I needed no encouragement.

I went down.

His cock tasted amazing. Thick, salty, and more than a mouthful, I concentrated on sucking the head and the first few inches of it while he continued to watch porn above me. I stroked his massive dick below my mouth as he set his hand on my shoulder and started to massage my shoulderblade. I was instantly turned on not only by the length in my mouth, but by his attentiveness, so I continued to bob up and down on it as though my life depended on it. Eventually, after a while, he tilted my head to one side and pushed the head of his cock to the side of my cheek. At this point, I ran my tongue along the underside and around the thick mushroom head and started slurping up and down on it, using as much spit as possible and awaiting further instruction from the man I was waiting to dominate me.

After about five minutes, he slipped his shirt off his head, then stood, pulled his shorts down, and shoved his cock in my mouth. He then began to facefuck me, going slow at first, then speeding up before he sat back down in his office chair. I followed him all the way, sucking the head and going down on the length, before he asked me to deepthroat him.

I tried my best and failed to do it.

He helped me by shoving my head down on his dick.

I managed to get all seven-and-a-half/eight inches into my throat, but was gagging a little bit because I'd never done anything like this before. He took this as a sign and let me go slow, taking my time, and I eventually began to deepthroat him again on my own. He started to fuck my mouth, pumping his hips up and down off the chair, for about two minutes before he leaned forward and started stroking my cock. At this point, I was sucking on the head, running my tongue along the shaft as he continued to fondle and stroke my cock.

At this point, he asked me to take my clothes off.

I complied.

He crossed the room, pulled a collar from his chest, and put it around my neck before he tied a rope contraption around my balls and dick.

At his mercy, I went back down on his cock.

The deep-throating, sucking went on for several more minutes before he leaned forward, grabbed his lube and started to massage it into my hole, which immediately started to pulse as his fingers were there.

Apparently, after he got a feel of my virgin ass, he had enough of the sucking.

He asked me to get on the blanket spread out along the floor and spread my legs.

I said I had condoms.

He said he had them instead—which was probably a good thing, considering mine probably wouldn't have fit his cock.

He got behind me, slid a condom over his massive cock, and slid what I assumed were a few fingers into my ass. I groaned, surprised at the thickness and length, then moaned, 'Fuck.' After a moment, I realized something.

I asked, 'Is that your cock?'

The guy groaned, 'Yes.'

My ass immediately contracted along his thick length.

He took it slow, realizing I was new to the anal play, and slid in and out in slow, gentle strokes, the head and length of his cock sliding along my prostate and stimulating my cock. After a while, he started to increase his pace, which, so early on in the fucking, was discomforting.

I asked him to slow down.

He asked me to get on my back.

I complied.

After lifting my legs into the air and propping them on his shoulders, he slid his cock back into me and began to fuck me with the same gentle pace. At this point, I was starting to get used to his cock and asked him to speed up, which he immediately complied to by leaning forward, pressing out chests together, and lifting my ass into the air to meet his hips as he began his harder, faster thrusts.

Moaning and obviously enjoyed it, he asked me to jerk off.

While he fucked me, and while I jerked off, he commented that I was leaking like a fire hose and laughed just as he went down and started dragging his teeth along my nipple. I had no idea how good this could feel, so while he did this, I started moaning like mad and jerking my cock like crazy. I knew if I didn't let up I'd come before he was done.

After letting go of my cock, he leaned back, propped my up on his upper legs and started to fuck me with just his hips, not moving his torso at all. We rocked back and forth, me to the tune of his thrusts, his to mine, until he pulled out and got on his back.

He told me to ride him.

I'd had experience with this before with my own anal experimentation, so when I immediately got down on his dick, I knew what to do. While bouncing on top of him, I stabilized my hands on his chest and went to down, going to town on his dick as hard as I could while trying my best to be gentle and not hurt him as at that point I was extremely horny. He started to moan and said, 'Yeah baby.' I then sunk all the way down on his dick and started to gyrate my hips, moving them in circular motions, while I rode him.

At this point, the dude seemed to have enough.

He asked me to get back on my back again.

Now more than prepared for what was to come, I immediately got on my back, raised my legs, and propped them up on his shoulders.

He went to down and began drilling me.

At this point, I was so horny and liking what he was doing that I was moaning uncontrollably. He was thrusting, pressing our chests together, fucking my ass at this point as hard as he could, and he seemed to know that I was going to blow soon, as he asked me to start jerking off.

I did as asked.

He told me to tell him when I was going to come.

It didn't take too long for that to happen.

Just as I was about to come, I moaned, 'Fuck!' and let loose, spraying all over my chest.

The dude pulled his condom off and asked me to suck his dick some more.

Still horny, I did as he asked and proceeded to try and deep-throat him as much as possible, though it was hard to do considering I was worn out and completely out of breath. After about five minutes of going to town on his dick, slurping up and down like it was an ice cream come and trying my best to fulfill his desires. he coaxed me on, asking me to jerk him off, and I continued to suck him as he began to fuck my mouth again.

He rolled over onto his side and asked me to suck him like that.

With the new angle, I bobbed his dick up and down in my mouth until he got directly on top of me and started feeding it to me from overhead. I did my best to suck like this, and even managed to do it a few times with his encouragement to 'take is slow,' but soon after he said he was going to come.

He pulled his cock out of my mouth and asked me to lick his balls.

I ran my tongue along his sack, thinking he meant softly.

He asked me to do it harder.

I started gnawing on them.

With the smell of his amazing ass in my face, his ballsack in my mouth and him jerking off directly overhead, I was in complete heaven.

After he asked where I wanted him to come, I said on my chest.

He leaned forward, grunted, and fired a load all over my stomach.

In the moments afterward, where he offered to let me shower so I could clean myself off, I was so tired from all the sex that I laid there for about five minutes and took slow, clean breaths as he cleaned his come off me with the towel he had lying in the distance for wipe up.

After I recovered, I wandered into the bathroom.

Guess what I discovered?

Rug burns.

On my knees.

Apparently, he'd been fucking me so hard while we were doggystyling that I got rug burns that bled.

I didn't stick around for long, as he was tired and had been up since six AM, but we did talk for a few minutes, get to know each other, then I departed and went to my car. He did, however, question whether I was truly a virgin, and when he said I was, 'Tight, but not too tight' and asked what I did to prepare, I said I just used my fingers. He seemed particularly pleased.

Three hours later (while writing this,) my lip is still numb from when he'd been facefucking me and my ass feels as stretched and awesome as ever. I've had to resist blowing my load the whole time writing this because it was so fucking hot.

So... that was the story of how I lost my virginity. It was hot, awesome, and I had an incredibly sexy and compassionate guy to lose it to, which made it even better. I'm still surprised I could partially-deepthroat and take a near eight-inch dick. Guess I didn't know the lengths of my abilities (but I sure do now!) 



My First Time



I had been working at Angela's bar and grill for almost a year at this point. It wasn't anything too hard to do, just washing dishes and occasionally making food if the kitchen was under staffed.

A few months ago, this girl I could swear I had seen somewhere began working there. I will start my story there. Like my other stories, I have changed the names.

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I was used to seeing new faces at Angela's, we went through staff like we wanted everybody to have us on their resume. But something was different about this girl. She was beautiful. She looked like she weighed maybe 150 lbs, not much going on in terms of breast size but she did have a nice round ass that her pants clung to as if they were two sizes to small. Her blonde hair was tied back as was custom here.

"Hi," I said to her, "You new hear?"

"Second day," she said with a pretty smile, then walked back to the front of the restaurant to continue serving customers. As I watched her walk away, something clicked inside my head.

I went to one of the cooks who was a good friend and asked, "Hey Jeff. Who's the new girl."

"Cute, isn't she?" he said laughing a bit.

I chuckled softly, "Yeah, but I feel like I know her from somewhere."

"I don't know what her name is, sorry man," Jeff said returning to the kitchen to cook.

I went over to the dish washer and began my daily duties. As my shift reached it's middle point I had the opportunity to talk to her again. She was drinking from a water bottle that she left on the rack in the dish pit.

"I feel like I know you," I said. In my head I thought, I think her name is Julia.

"I feel the same about you, too. I'm Julia," she said.

I laughed a little, "I'm Joe. I remember now, you went to Reagan High, right?"

"Yeah, yeah I remember you." She smiled, but this time the smile seemed different somehow.

As my shift drew to a close, her shift ended. On her way out she only said goodbye to me. My partner said goodbye as well just to be polite.

"Are you in tomorrow?" I asked.

"Yeah," Julia said checking to see if next weeks schedule was up.

"I'll look forward to it, then." I said. She smiled back at me then left.

Fast foreword several months

Julia and I had become close friends since we first saw each other again. Every day I would talk to her, but I found myself falling for her. Eventually I told my partner and a few friends about it and they suggested I talk to her about it. Little did I know, it would lead me to a place I thought only the privileged could travel to.

I'd be quitting soon and would be moving on to school, so I knew our time together would be limited if I did ask her out.

Then I saw a beautiful picture of her in a bikini on a social network. I commented saying she was beautiful. I wasn't confident enough to say what I was actually thinking. Her features seemed more prominent in her little green bikini than they did in her work clothes.

While her breasts were still small, they were much bigger in this picture. There wasn't a picture from behind, but I could imagine.

The next day I gave my two weeks notice and planned on telling Julia on my last day. I made sure everybody knew I was leaving as they all liked me, I was the best dish washer they had had since opening.

I talked to Julia like usual, she must not have seen my comment on the photo or just didn't care because she didn't mention it.

But the day wasn't over...

When her shift ended she came to me and asked, "Can I talk to you out back for a minute?"

I shrugged, told my partner I'd be back and left with her.

Out back she closed the door back in and turned to me. 

"I saw your comment, Joe." She said.

I suddenly felt really worried that she would find me creepy and never want to talk to me again. She could see the concern in my eyes. 

She smiled slightly to the side and put a hand on my shoulder, "What did you really want to say?"

I gulped. I wasn't exactly a playboy when it came to women.

"I said you were beautiful... because you are. But I also think it was really sexy."

She smiled softly at me, "I knew that's what you wanted to say. So I guess you like me then?"

"I think I want you, Julia," I said bluntly to her. I hadn't said those words to any girl before, not even my last few girlfriends.

"I think I want you to. Is there somewhere we can go?" she asked.

My heart began pounding loudly in my chest. I almost thought she could hear it beating.

"My parents are out of town with my sister. It's just my brother, his girlfriend and I at home until next week," I said without trying to look square.

She smiled, "I'll drop by tomorrow then." She pulled my down a bit and kissed me. I was so nervous I almost threw up right there, but I held it down with all my will.

She left for her ride home and I started back to the dish pit. As I opened the door back in, I noticed I had an erection. I need to get better self control I thought. 

I sat on the bench outside and waited for it to pass. It eventually did and I went back inside and didn't say a word to anyone.

On my way home I had an awkward stop at a drug store to get condoms. After the experience was over I didn't care much about it.

I couldn't eat or sleep that evening. I was too nervous about what would happen the next day. I finally did get some sleep but was woken by my alarm.

I managed to get some food into me and sat on the couch playing video games, trying to get my mind off of it. It was almost 9pm when I heard the door bell ring. MY heart began beating fast.

I opened the door and Julia was standing there, her hair let down and slightly curled at the ends. She wore some very small short-shorts that showed off her beautiful thighs. She had a tank top that barely hid anything, which was amazing considering her breast size.

She smiled at me, "May I come in, handsome?"

I gulped and invited her in. She removed her shoes and as I spun around she put her arms on my shoulders and drew me in for a kiss. I put my hand on her hips and pulled her in. It went from a kiss to making out. Her lip gloss made her taste like strawberries.

I lowered my hands from her hips to her perfect ass and squeezed them slightly. Then I noticed my cock was becoming erect again. She felt it against her stomach and reached down with her hands and started stroking it with her hands. I stopped making out with her and lead her to my room.

I closed the door and we went back to making out. I undid her shorts and pulled them down then lifted her tank-top off her torso. It was then that I noticed she had a belly button ring, I hadn't noticed in the picture.

Then she began undoing my pants and began pulling my shirt off.

"Please don't laugh," I said to her regarding my less than admirable figure. She just smiled and pulled it off. She began kissing my chest as she began jerking me off again. I reached behind her and did my best to unfasten her bra. It came off and I just stared at her boobs.

"Not big enough for you?" she asked

"No, I've just never seen a girl naked before," I replied. She smiled again and we continued kissing. Then she started descending kissing my body until she was face to face with my cock.

I just watched as she began licking it then began sucking on it. It was the most amazing thing I had ever felt before. I began to moan and grunt as she started to go faster.

I could feel the feeling deep in my loins as I shouted, "I'm going to cum." But she didn't stop. She kept going until I loaded her mouth up with my semen. 

She gulped it down and met me face to face, she turned around, bent over and pulled her thong down. She laid on the bed and spread her legs. I looked at her exposed pussy and then crawled onto the bed and began eating her out. 

She moaned loudly as I went as deep as I could. It didn't taste fantastic, but I couldn't complain. She began squeezing her boobs together as she began to climax. I couldn't believe I was getting a girl off. She put a hand on my head and began shoving my face even deeper into her clit.

When she was done roaming I lifted my head. She looked at me and was out of breath. I crawled up to her and we made out for several minutes.

"Do you have protection?" she asked.

I reached into my nightstand and pulled out a condom. I put it on and she spread her legs apart again.

"God, Joe. Fuck me, I need you inside me." She moaned.

I was nervous again as I angled my cock with her pussy. I moved in closer and slowly slipped inside. It was warm and tight, and felt better than her mouth.

I began to pull back then went foreword and back and repeated. I was actually fucking a girl, one that I really liked, too. I almost thought it was a dream.

Here was me, a guy who was never with the in-crowd at school, having sex with one of the popular ones.

"Ohh, Joey..... Joe.... Joey," she moaned as I continued pumping my manhood inside of her.

I got the same feeling I did when she was sucking me off. 

"I'm going to come," I said.

"On my chest," she moaned.

I reached out and squeezed her boobs as I got closer and closer to the point.

I pulled out, ripped the condom off and exploded all over her small boobs. She propped herself up and cleaned off my dick with her tongue. I almost came again as she began sucking me off again.

She cleaned the cum off her boobs then began getting dressed.

Before she left I grabbed her hand, pulled her back and kissed her.

"You just took my V card," I said to her.

She smiled, "I'll always remember stealing it."



My First Time...



My first time... I'll start at the very beginning. 

I'd been with my boyfriend Nigel for several years, though we lived apart. Things between us were great at the start, but over time due to the distance and both of our jobs the relationship strained. We stopped making the effort to get up and down to see one another and phone calls ended up in arguments over the silliest of things. Of course we did still see one another, but it was becoming less frequent and more of an occasion rather than the norm. Whilst things were deteriorating between us I fell pregnant, and neither of us were prepared for it. We sat down, discussed our options and both decided that we should try to make a go of things. He'd look to see if he could move closer north and I would look to move further south to be closer. 

Things didn't improve. We still kept arguing and bickering, neither of us making too much of an effort. And several months into my pregnancy, we decided to part. It wasn't easy, with both of us upset at the break up. But felt it was the best decision to remain on good terms with one another especially for the sake of our child.

My son was born, and Nigel and I remained on good terms. Strangely both of us were making more of an effort to see one another since our son was here, but things never progressed and we remained friends rather than becoming a couple again. 

It was very hard juggling working and looking after my son, so my social life was non-existent apart from the rare night here and there. I didn't venture out too often, and when I did I kept meeting idiots or men who thought they were god's gift to women, and arrogance is not a pretty trait. Friends were pushing me to go out more, to meet someone and start seeing one of these guys but none of them were appealing. 

What I did find strange was that I found myself actually talking to a few black men whilst I was out. While I was seeing Nigel I'd rarely met any black men or spoke to any. Even through school there were very few black boys or girls so for me it was a huge change. 

After a year had passed, and being bugged by everyone, I thought about maybe seeing someone start going out with somebody (if someone was prepared to obviously deal with me and my son). I'd never really received much attention from men when I was younger. I wasn't the kind of girl that boys really looked at. Pale white skin, glasses, freckles, red curly hair and not the biggest of boobs either, not exactly what boys or young men wanted. Whilst I was going out with Nigel I was a 32B but after giving birth I'd grown to 34D, looking back I'd say this was one of the reasons why I started receiving a bit more attention. I'd gone from a skinny freckle faced curly headed girl to a busty woman, 5'3, still pale, freckles, lost my glasses, and big boobs - a bit more to look at.

As I mentioned I'd never really had any dealings with anyone outside my race when I was younger. Of course I'd seen other children, adults of other races, but never had any real interaction or dialogue - Unless you consider Indian restaurants as an opportunity to talk to another race. Now I'd started to get out more, I found I was being approached by more and more men on a regular basis, mainly Asian and white men, many of whom I found boring. There were a small number of black men too, but I'd never considered ever going out with a black man before. It's just not something a good Catholic Irish girl did. That was all to change though...

I was at the train station after travelling down to see Nigel, family and friends. There I was, standing on the platform with my baby buggy, bags and a fair bit of shopping, and the only man to offer any help was a tall, brooding-looking black man. He was very tall - well everyone is when standing next to me - but he was well over 6ft and broad wearing baggy tracksuit bottoms and a hoodie. 

He offered to help me up the stairs as the lift was out of order. He picked up my things and took them up, then came back for the buggy and carried it to the top of the stairs and then did the same on the other side. Of all the people who passed me, he was the only one who offered any assistance. When he first approached I was very nervous and wary thinking, "God, what does he want?" He looked like the stereotype in his hoodie, but as they say never judge a book by its cover. Once at the bottom of the stairs at the opposite platform, he simply said, "There you go," and walked away. I said, "Thank you," as he left. I never thought anything else of it really.

The following day I was walking my son around the town and incredibly I bumped back into the same man that helped me. As we passed I smiled and thanked him for yesterday. He paused briefly and said it was no problem and that he couldn't believe that nobody had offered to help out before. I said thanks once again and off I went. 

Now the town is not particularly big. It has all the shops you need: all the high street shops, Debenhams, Next plenty of places to eat and drink and a decent night life. You're bound to see people over and over if you're out long enough and that's what happened. We bumped into one another again in the park, this time as we passed he smiled, asked, "You following me?" I blushed... I could feel myself getting red and managed to stutter no. I turned as he walked by. He had very short tight hair, very dark black skin, well over 6ft and very muscular, his t-shirt clung to him and seemed it would have to be peeled off his broad chest.

Throughout the weekend I must have bumped into him several times, each time he would smile and make a smart comment, causing me to blush and redden. It was strange. Here I was, a grown woman, getting embarrassed by these comments and not being able to say something smart back.

Over the next two months I was down regularly seeing Nigel with our son and I regularly bumped into my knight in shining armor whilst walking around the town. When we met in the park, I mentioned that I never got the chance to really thank him for helping me that day and it was quite strange that we kept on bumping into one another in the town. He said no thanks were necessary, and that if I really wanted to say thank him I could buy him an ice cream from the van in the park. I agreed and we chatted for about 10-15 minutes in the park. 

What happened next totally shocked me. Why? Well apart from someone offering to buy me a drink in a bar, I'd never been asked out on a 'date' by a black man. He asked if I'd like to meet for a coffee the next day, he gave me his number and said to meet him in the park where we were, and if I got cold feet just to text him and let him know. 

I found myself that night and the following morning contemplating on what I was going to do, throughout the morning I'd talked myself out of meeting, but then I had a change of heart. I'd been single for awhile now, Nigel had a few dates with various girls. But me, nothing... And so I thought, "Why not? Lets see what the world can offer," and I convinced myself to go. 

I arranged for my parents to look after my son for an hour or so. I remember walking through the park feeling very nervous. I'd decided to make a bit of an effort, so I put some make-up on and tried to feel good about myself. Part of me was hoping that he wasn't there, but there he was. My heart was racing and I could not believe how nervous I was. There he stood, and he made quite an impression: nice jeans, tight t-shirt, his skin shone in the sun and he looked quite different from that first day in his hoodie and tracksuit. We sat down in the park with our coffees exchanged our names, Jermain and Agnes, and just chatting about ourselves a bit. I remember doing most of the talking even though I was extremely nervous. 

The time passed quickly and I said I had to get back to collect my son. I almost made a show of myself when he asked if I would be back down next weekend as that he'd like to take me out for the night... Well, at 29 years old I should have been a bit more mature and sensible rather than blushing like a teenager and almost choking on my coffee... I managed to compose myself and said I wasn't sure but that I'd let him know in the week if that was ok. I got back to my parents and couldn't believe it, being asked out by a black man... That's just not something I'd experienced or ever considered.

I thought about Jermain's offer over and over throughout my trip back home, and during the week I eventually decided to meet Jermain. I thought why not, he seemed nice enough, he could hold a conversation, seemed intelligent, was confident, not arrogant and I surprisingly thought that he was not unattractive for a black man. I arranged with my parents and Nigel to be back down two weeks later and I let Jermain know as well. 

Well that Saturday came. Jermain and I had agreed to meet at the train station, the place of our first meeting... I readied myself at my parents. It had been a while since I'd had a date so I didn't really know what to wear. I decided to go with a black dress, simple but effective, straightened my hair and put my makeup on. Once ready I ordered a taxi and headed to the station. Jermain was already there, white shirt, which looked really impressive against his black skin, jeans and shoes... I remarked that he scrubbed up well and he cheekily agreed that I did too, for an old girl.... That broke the ice, thankfully.

We walked along the beachfront talking as we went by, asking me what I did, talking about my son. Cheekily he asked my age, I lied as it's my right to do so! I said I was 25, and I found out he was 23 and a fitness instructor who played rugby, hence the reason why he was so muscular and fit. The time just flew. He'd booked dinner at an Indian restaurant. I teased him that I hated Indian. He was a bit taken aback but I soon confessed and said I was glad he had booked there as I was hungry and I actually did like Indian food. 

We chatted and laughed and the night passed. Before I knew it we'd eaten our food, had a number of drinks and the restaurant was closing. We walked to the nearest cab office which was on the front. We paused at the pier and chatted some more, as the evening wore on I became more and more relaxed with him, laughing and joking and talking freely. We reached the cab office and he offered to drop me off at home - the perfect gentleman. We shared a cab and chatted some more. Before we reached my parents house I stopped the cab and said I'd walk from here, which was a good mile or so away. I didn't want Jermain seeing exactly where I was staying. He got out too and asked the cab to wait a minute... 

If I almost choked when Jermain asked me out then I nearly collapsed at what was to follow. Jermain stood in front of me, and asked if I wanted to go back to his place. I said no - we'd only just met and that I was not that comfortable in doing that, plus my son was at my parents. He placed his hands on my hips, towering above me. I looked up as he looked down but I never removed his hands. I just stood there as he asked if we could meet again sometime soon, and instinctively I agreed. We stood there staring, his dark black skin glowing in the night light. Then he leaned down. I just reacted without thinking, closed my eyes, moved my head forward and our lips met. 

Suddenly there was a surge, a pulse shot through me. That kiss was electrifying. I'd never been kissed like that before. Jermain's hands moved up from my hips to my waist, sliding gently up and down, his thick full lips pressing firmly onto mine, our lips locked and our mouths opened slowly, tongues sliding forward and mixing with one another. My eyes were closed and the thought of how good this kiss was raced through my mind. Our heads turned from left to right slowly, our lips locked, mouths open, tongues sliding over one another into each other's open mouth. My hands ran up and down his arms, till suddenly I felt his large hands slide onto my bum. I baulked at this and slapped his hands away - it had been a while since any man had placed his hands on my bum, let alone a black man. 

At this point I broke our electric kiss and thanked him for a wonderful night and said that I will walk from here. He smiled and got back into the cab and as he left he winked. My walk home was short and after that kiss I'd say I floated most of the way. I could not stop thinking about that kiss, of his thick full lips locked onto my mine, his large black hands sliding up and down my sides... It felt amazing. I felt amazing. I reached home and slept soundly... 

That following morning my mother asked me had I had a good night. I'd be lying if I said no, so I told her it was fine. But I knew that the night had been wonderful and topped by that amazing kiss at the end.

Myself and Jermain texted over the next week or so, just general things really, nothing exciting, and he kept asking when I was coming down and when we could meet again. I was reluctant, not sure what to do really. I kept convincing myself that it was not such a good idea. What would my friends think, what would my parents say? Eventually I said to Jermain that I felt it best that we didn't meet up again. He took it better than I thought - he didn't seem to bothered which for some reason irked me a little. 

I went down to visit my parents as I always did. At first I didn't see Jermain, but as I said it being a small town eventually we did, and I do admit that my stomach fluttered when I saw him and remembered that kiss. Unfortunately on this occasion he was with someone else. I felt a bit jealous and wondered if he had been seeing this girl or any others and for how long. For some reason I texted him that I'd seen him out and that he looked well and so did his girlfriend. He was quick to reply and say that since I was not interested there was nothing to stop him from seeing anyone else, which was true but still it annoyed me especially after that kiss. 

We were texting throughout the weekend and over the course of the weekend I'd reconsidered my decision and said if he asked me out again I'd go. Which he did... 

This happened for the best part of 4 to 6 months I can't recall exactly how long. We went out a number times: along the beach, into restaurants, to the cinema. Not every weekend but many of them I'd come down see my family, Nigel and friends but also Jermain. Sometimes it would be a walk in the park, a short meet, sometimes a lovely night out resulting in more of those explosive kisses which I could not get enough of. His kisses were intense, nothing like I'd experienced before. The first black man I'd ever kissed was amazing, his lips on mine -- MMMMMMMM! Most of the time I was just melting with them, but I could not bring myself to go any further than that kiss, no matter how many times he asked me back to his place, or wherever his hands wandered on my body... I always stopped him. 

Then came that fateful night where my whole world changed, turned upside down and things were never to be the same again. 

I was back down to see my parents, but they were only there for the Thursday night before they were heading off for a weekend in London to visit friends. So that left me at my parents with my son. Jermain had asked me out and I'd agreed to meet him, but as my parents were away I thought I'd have to cancel, but Nigel had said he wanted to take our son and see his parents in Exeter so I agreed. 

I remember much of this night as if it were yesterday. By now I'd got far more comfortable in deciding what to wear when meeting Jermain, so I put on my jeans, a white top and my boots. It was a cool evening and being my boring old self wore a white cardigan too. We met at the station as usual, walked along the front, here was where things began to change. Usually Jermain and I ended up kissing at the end of the night, but here it was still quite light, and we were on the beach standing there kissing. Totally engrossed in one another, I could see his big black hands running over my hips as usual, up and down firmly. What I didn't notice was that a couple of my friends had spotted me and Jermain, and things were to get ugly later in the evening.

I received a text a short while later from a friend, saying that they had spotted me on the beach and what I was doing was disgusting and what was I thinking. I couldn't believe it, partly because I had been seen and also that yes had this been a few years back I would probably have said the same thing. I was stunned and shocked to receive that kind of text from so-called friends. They were mutual friends of Nigel and I but I never expected to be caught like that or that people would be so opinionated. That was naive on my part I guess. This was not about Nigel but to them it was and I was made to feel very small. Jermain knew I was upset immediately. I told him I received a hurtful text by some friends, I didn't go into details as I didn't want to offend him. 

I asked Jermain to give me a minute so I could make a quick call to my friend. We had a huge argument down the phone over the whole issue. I was visibly shaken when I rejoined Jermain and I think he knew what it was all about as for the rest of the night he kept trying to reassure me by touching my hand gently throughout the evening. Instead of going for dinner we went to bar on the front, we had a few drinks, then he managed to persuade me to get up and dance. It had been ages since I'd been out dancing and it was a relief, lots of fun just to get up and let my hair down. We never danced too close and was probably partly my fault due to the call I'd received earlier. The night rolled on and I soon reached my limit, I'd had enough to drink and I was pretty tired from dancing too. 

We did the usual routine, getting a cab and me stopping it a mile from home, but this time instead of me walking alone, Jermain walked me home back to my parents. To be honest I'd forgotten about walking back myself and it was a pleasant stroll late at night. We reached my parents house, and I invited Jermain in, knowing that all prying eyes would be shut, fast asleep from nearby neighbors and that my parents were not at home. I said he could call a cab and collect it here and head on home.

We'd been in the house a few minutes, we'd kissed a little standing in the hallway before I did the usual by breaking off and heading to the kitchen. We sat in the kitchen/dining room before I got up and asked if he wanted anything. I had my back turned to him as I was reaching up to the cupboard and getting a couple of glasses down. I didn't hear Jermain get up, but the next thing I knew I felt him standing behind me, and he whispered, "This is what I want..." 

He began kissing my neck and shoulders and it felt amazing. His thick lips pausing on my pale white skin, kissing me softly up and down my neck across my shoulders, his hands on my hips, sliding up and down my waist onto the front of my thighs... At this point usually I would have pulled away but not tonight. I opened my eyes to look down and see Jermains huge black hands sliding up and down my thighs onto my hips and across my stomach. I gasped when his hands ran across my stomach, all the while he kept kissing my neck, either side, swapping from shoulder to shoulder. 

By now I was covered in goose bumps, my skin tingling. I didn't think about anything until Jermain started to unbutton my cardigan. He started at the bottom, working his way up until he had undone all four. He pulled it down my arms and returned his hands back to my stomach. I was enjoying everything: his soft kisses on my neck, his full lips working their way over and across my neck and shoulders. His hands moved up and slid over my breasts, squeezing them firmly. I gasped softly when saw his hands cover my breasts. Slipping the shoulder straps of my vest top down my arms and pushing my top to my waist, he continued to kiss my neck and the top of my back. The goose bumps evident all over my upper body. 




My First Time...



I could not believe what I was seeing, or allowing Jermain to do. Here I am, a single mother, almost 30, a 'good' Irish Catholic girl, letting this black man run his hands all over me. Jermain's black hands ran up and over my breasts, squeezing them tight, sliding across my chest down my stomach and back up to cup my breasts again. I didn't even notice him unclasp my bra. He slid the straps off and let it fall to the floor. Jermain placed his hands back onto my stomach as my breasts fell and for the first time I saw Jermain's huge black hands slide up and over and onto my soft white breasts, brushing my nipples with his thumbs. The contrast was amazing, his huge black hands cupping and squeezing my white breasts. I felt a shiver run through me, my nipples were hard as I whispered, "Oh god..." Jermain leaned in over my shoulder and we kissed. Mmmmmm, those magical lips... My eyes closed and I was lost in that kiss. I could still feel Jermain squeezing and massaging my breasts. 

By now I was really turned on. My body tingled all over, kissing over and over, our mouths locked, tongues searching one anothers mouths, all the while Jermain groped and squeezed my boobs. He slid his hands down and started to unbutton my jeans, I opened my eyes and saw my boobs covered in his hand prints where he'd been massaging them so firmly. My jeans were unbuttoned and I slid them down slightly just below my bum... 

I'd gone too far now. No man had made me feel this good. I wasn't inexperienced by any stretch of the imagination but until then I'd never had a man touch me or kiss my neck and shoulders the way Jermain did... I was unsure as to carry on or not but instinct and temptation took over, as well as curiosity. Jermain had pulled my jeans down further to my knees and I felt him place his warm black hands onto my bum, squeezing and tapping my bum firmly. His right hand slid back up to my breasts, squeezing and massaging a breast at a time, rubbing and teasing my nipples, his left now slipped round to the front stroking the inside of my thighs. All the while we were still kissing with our mouths locked, tongues flicking in and out against one another.

Jermains hand was running up and down my thighs, when suddenly he slipped his hand inside my knickers and he ran his finger around the hair above my pussy. Jermains lips muffled my moans, his right arm holding me tight as he rubbed my pussy with his left and squeezed my boobs with his right. I felt myself get wetter and wetter, my body trembled, his fingers slipped up and down my pussy as I was so wet, then rubbed them over my clit and my knees buckled slightly. I groaned into Jermain's mouth he kept touching me then running his fingers round and around, each time causing my legs to buckle a little more and my body to tremble. 

"MMMMMMMMMM!" My moans were getting louder and louder but you would never be able to tell as his mouth and lips enveloped mine...

My body was shaking when Jermain stopped kissing me. He grabbed my hand and led me to the couch. He sat me down on the edge of the sofa, slipped off my boots and pulled off my jeans and knickers. I was completely naked now. It had been over a year since I'd been like this with a man and the anticipation was killing me. I kept thinking about what he was going to do. The majority of the men I'd been with would just slip the jeans off and hammer away, but I could sense Jermain was not going to do that. 

And I was right. He pushed me back so I was laying on the sofa, my bum just off the edge. He pushed my legs back up so that my knees were up by my boobs. He instructed me to hold my legs up and he started to kiss his way up and down my thighs. His left hand slid up my body, teasing and squeezing by breasts, twisting and tugging on my nipples. I was looking straight down at Jermain with his head between my legs, his eyes fixed on mine, my mouth open in anticipation. 

Jermain started licking his fingers on his right hand and started to slide them up and down my pussy. His long thick black fingers looked huge. I felt him slide just one inside and I gasped out loud, "AHHHH!" then a second, "OHHHHH GODDD..." 

He started working them in and out of me slowly. I was looking down at him as he looked up smiling at me as I moaned, "OHHHHH GODDD YESSS..." My hips bucked slightly as his fingers pushed deeper and faster inside me. "OOHHHHH GOODDD YESSS! YESS! MMMMMMM!" My moans and groans getting louder and quicker, his fingers felt huge inside me - bigger than some of the men I'd been with in the past... "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSS", my eyes closed mouth gaping, "Ohhh, god yes Jermain." I groaned.

He pulled his fingers out and my eyes opened hearing them squelch as they slid out. He looked up smiling and licked them, moaning softly as he kissed my thighs, slowly working his way back up. I felt his warm breath on my pussy and then his tongue darted inside. "OHHHHH GOD MMMM!" His tongue worked its way in and up and down. I was moaning and groaning louder and louder my breathing getting heavier and quicker. I could feel his tongue working around inside me quicker and quicker, "YES YESS YESSS!" 

I'd only ever been with a couple of men who had given me oral sex. Nigel was not one of them, so it had been years since any man had been between my legs like this. Jermain's fat tongue slipped up and down my pussy and then onto my clit, working around in small circles, "OH AHHH OHHH AHHH YES YES YES ....OH GOD...OHHHHH..." My hips bucked up working in with his tongue. His hands now both squeezing my boobs tightly firmly. Mmmmmmm, his dark black skin covering my pale white body, the contrast driving me wild, his tongue making me groan and moan like I never had before.

I'd had a few orgasms before, but never through oral sex. The only way I'd ever reached orgasm before was by my bf's rubbing me, but Jermains tongue was driving me wild. "OH YES OHHH JERMAIN...OHHH GOD.. YES YES YES...." My body was shaking and my orgasm building, my chest reddening, my breathing quickening, the pace increasing and my moans and groans becoming louder and louder, quicker and quicker! "OHHHH GODDD YES YESSSSS I'M GOING TO CUM....MMMMMMMMMM YESSSS YEESSSS JERMAIN OHHH GOD YES...UGGGHHHHHHHHHH OHHH UGGHHHHHHHH!!" 

My orgasm ripped through my body. Ohhh goddd yes my body shook as Jermains tongue kept licking my clit, "AAHHHHHHHH FUCK...OHHHHH GOODDDDDDD..." Shaking and trembling, my legs fell to the floor, trembling, weak from my orgasm. I lay there on the sofa just gyrating slowly, groaning, trying to recover from my orgasm..."OHHH GOD JERMAIN..." I gasped. My body broke out into a sweat, little beads running down my naked body. He pulled me up by my hands and off the sofa onto my knees. I barely had the strength in my legs they were so weak.

There he stood, 6ft 3" towering like an ebony giant. Had I been standing he would still have looked the same but where I was kneeling he looked even bigger, so intimidating. He unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off, revealing a dark chiseled body, muscular with some definition but not too much. I ran my hands up his stomach and onto his chest. MMMMMMM! My hands looked so small, my pale white fingers running over his dark black body. "MMMMM WOW!" I thought, my skin looked sooo good on his. He unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans and stood there. I knew what he wanted. I'd never really been into giving oral, I'd say because I'd had little experience of giving or receiving. Jermain just looked down and said to "Take my time..." I pulled his jeans down, he stepped out, and as I looked up I saw his cock in his boxer shorts. I could tell it was big, bigger than the men I'd been with before, but I didn't realize how big. I gripped the waist band and pulled down his shorts...

"OH GOD", I gasped. It was huge, far bigger than Nigels and much thicker... I just fell back onto my heels and could not believe it... Jermain smiled, looking down at me. "Don't be shy," he said. Considering that he'd given me oral I felt I had to give it back. I reached forward held it in my hand. It was heavy and began to grow slowly. I watched it as I slowly slid my hand back and forth. I could barely get my hand around it. Watching this black cock harden in my hands was mesmerizing. I leaned in, mouth open, and slid my lips over and around his big black cock... My head bobbed back and forth quickly, but Jermain told me to slow down, take my time and enjoy it.

I slowed my pace and sucked tightly, his black cock sliding between my lips. I could barely fit it into my mouth and so I could not suck too much of it, but gradually as I continued I was able to move my mouth down further, gulp gulp slurrrp as I sucked his cock. The more and more I did this the more I enjoyed it, I was looking up at Jermain holding his cock in my hand and sucking him. He was smiling back at me and ran his hand up the back of my head and grabbed some hair, holding it tight whilst I bobbed my head up and down sucking his huge cock... 

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... His cock was really hard now I could see a mark where my lips were reaching - a wet ring around his thick black cock. I started to enjoy it more and more, moaning as I was sucking. Each time my mouth moved back down over his cock I tried to go further but he was too big but I was enjoying this. On my knees, sucking my first big black cock. MMMMMMMMM! 

Jermain talked me through a few things, to lick his cock all the way up and down, lick and kiss the tip, lick and suck his balls, going from a reserved naive girl who rarely gave oral to woman now enjoying sucking on a big black cock. What a transformation, both hands holding his cock in place right in front of me, as my head bobbed back and forth sucking and slurping on his big cock, my moans muffled as my mouth was filled by Jermains ebony shaft...

Jermain reached over to his jeans pulled out his wallet and removed a condom. I stopped sucking him and leaned back. I said that I wasn't sure... Jermain just smiled and said, "Look, we don't have to do anything you don't want to..." 

"It's not that," I said. Well, it was partly, but he was big - much MUCH bigger than anyone I'd been with before. I said "You're very big, I'm not sure... " 

"Look try it," he replied, "I bet you enjoy it..." I carried on sucking his cock whilst he tore the wrapper. Then he pulled me up by the hands and walked me over to the sofa, "Not here," I said. I held his hand led Jermain off to my room. Once inside he held me close, his huge black arms held me tight to his body, feeling his big cock digging into my stomach. We kissed and he walked me to the bed, pushing me down onto the corner. Sitting down on the edge I reached out and held his big cock in my hand looking up at him. Jermain began to slip the condom down onto his cock, it barely got half way down and I remember thinking, "Christ... Had that been anyone else there would have been a bit to spare..." 

Jermain pushed me onto my back, held my legs up high and wide by my ankles, arched his back and thrust forward, his big cock sliding up and down my pussy. MMMMMMMM! My breathing quickened and Jermain re-adjusted himself and then, his big thick black cock began to push forward and slip inside me... 

"OH GOD JERMAIN...OH GOD." I screamed out, my hands on his hips trying to stop him from pushing deeper... "Stop stop," I muttered. Jermain looked down smiling to me, saying "I'm not even all in yet..." What...? Shocked, it felt too deep already and deeper than I have ever had before. "OHHHHH GOODDDDD" Jermain pushed in further and further. I was gritting my teeth, gripping the bed sheets tighter and tighter gasping and groaning with every sinking thrust... "OHHHH FUCK JERMAIN..." I groaned he was sliding his cock in and out slowly but deeply...

This dark muscular black man was fucking me deeper and better than I had ever had before, his pace quickened slightly as I began to get use to his size... By now he was pushing deeper and deeper, but not the whole length. I was barely able to handle him groaning and moaning out loud, "OHHHH FUCKKK YES YES OH GOD OH FUCK...." He leaned forward elbows propping himself up on the bed, his feet planted firmly on the floor, his big black cock fucking me hard and deep, my arms and legs were wrapped around him tightly as he fucked me, "OHHH FUCK OHH FUCK OHH GODDDD YES YES YESYES," he grabbed my ass and started to fuck me faster and faster. It was too much. I was screaming now. 

"FUCKKKK OHHH FUCKKK JERMAIN....." I just couldn't cope. I'd never been fucked like this before, not at this pace and certainly not with anything as big as Jermain. He fucked me like that for what seemed ages, but not before too long I had that same feeling I had earlier. I was going to orgasm, but this time I was going to orgasm whilst being fucked, and being fucked by a black man. 

I buried my head into his shoulder and screamed out, "I'M CUMMMMMINNNGGGGG OHHH FUCK IM CUMMINGGG...." The whole of my body shook, Jermain pushed himself up, his cock still buried inside me I ran my fingers through my hair gasping for breath, "Ohhhh gooodddddd ohhh godd" I kept whispering... "Told you you'd enjoy it," He said smiling down at me. I lay to my side and gasped "Ohhhh god Jermain, I don't think I can go on" I said. He laughed pulled out of me and turned me over.

My legs were weak and trembling, he stood me up at the corner of the bed and pushed me down at the shoulders. I held onto the corner of the bed as Jermain bent his knees and slipped his big cock back inside me... "MMMMMMMMM," I groaned feeling his cock stretching my pussy again. "AHHHHH MMMMMMMM," Slow and deep thrusts fucking me gently. My head was down on the edge of the bed, my hands gripped the sheets tightly "OHHHHHHH YES YES YES YES..." Every so often Jermain would pull out and then slam in hard making me jump and scream out... "OHHH FUCK! AAHHHHHH!!" 

My head was down, I was gasping for breath, and I couldn't believe how good it felt. I heard Jermain ask, "You're enjoying the black cock aren't you?" I didn't say anything. I was too busy enjoying myself and moaning as he fucked me slowly. He picked up his rhythm and started to fuck faster and harder. He grabbed my hips and at first pulled his cock almost the whole way out before sliding it all the way back in. This was driving me wild, making me moan louder and louder, pushing back into him feeling his cock driving in deeper. My head was tossing and turning with every thrust, but then Jermain grabbed my hips and started to fuck me harder and harder faster and faster...

"OHHHH FUCKKK YESSSSSS!" I was screaming. His huge black cock fucking me, slamming in and out of my pussy I was screaming out loud. My legs buckled from underneath me but that didn't stop Jermain - he pulled both my arms behind my back, grabbed both wrists with one hand and began to fuck me hard, fast and deep. My head was thrashing around my hair flying everywhere, he slapped my arse and I screamed out in both pain and pleasure - the mixture was unbelievable. His pace was relentless! 

Jermain just kept on fucking me harder and harder faster and faster. I was screaming out loud, "YESS YESS OHH GOD YESSS FUCK ME FUCK ME...OHHH GOD YES JERMAIN FUCK ME...," I never spoke like that during sex, but with him I couldn't control myself. Jermain knew this and started telling me to, "Fuck that black cock." Jermain just never let up. My legs were shaking, my boobs were bouncing everywhere, smacking off one another every time he drove his cock into me. He grabbed my hair and turned my head towards him, he kept on fucking me hard and fast. I was screaming, moaning and groaning "YESS YESS OHHH FUCK YESS OHH GOD...." 

"You love my black cock fucking you don't you Agnes..?" I didn't say anything but then I felt a smack across my arse... "AHHHHHH!" 

"Say it Agnes..." Facing him with my mouth wide open and moaning. Jermain looked at me, "Say it Agnes... Tell me you love my big black cock fucking you..." 

"I do." I replied. 

"No, no, say you love my black cock fucking you..." I never imagined I'd ever say anything like that during sex, but there I was bent over being fucked senseless, my ass being pounded, my breasts bouncing all over the place... 

"I love your black cock fucking me Jermain!" He started to fuck harder which I thought impossible, but that was it, I couldn't handle it anymore. My legs gave way and I collapsed onto the bed, exhausted. Jermain fell forward with me but then stood up, and his cock slipped out of me. I rolled over on the bed, "OOOHHHH GODDDDD" I moaned - shattered, sweating, out of breath... Jermain looked down at me, "Told you you'd enjoy my black cock didn't I?" I just panted for breath on the bed, too tired to muster anything... My body was trembling, I barely orgasmed before with any of my previous lovers, but here I'd reached two orgasms like I had never done before. I was a wreck, shattered from it...

Jermain just looked at me and said, "I'm not finished with you yet." By now just over an hour had passed, and I could scarcely believe it. I hadn't had sex for a while but I didn't think things changed that much. For much of my sex life 10 minutes was probably about the usual length of time I had sex with any man. But Jermain had shattered me. I couldn't believe I was still alive, nor could I believe that Jermain had not cum... He came and laid down alongside me. I thought that was it, but I was wrong. He pulled me up onto him. It then dawned on me how big and muscular Jermain was when he pulled me up with relative ease and I looked so small in comparison. 

We kissed for a short while until he told me, "Get up on my black cock Agnes and ride it..." I blushed straight away, I was not used to being told what to do or being spoken to like this during sex... I knew then that I was submissive, because if I wasn't I wouldn't have enjoyed it as much. Jermain was slapping my bum whilst I was laying on top of him and he spread my legs apart and slipped down between them. His cock was still hard and he told me to hold it up. I did as I was told. I held his big cock and I slowly slipped myself down onto it... "MMMMMMMMMM!" Groaning as it entered me, my moans became louder and louder as that black cock went deeper and deeper inside me. "OHHH GOOODDD YES... GOD IT FEELS SO GOOD." 

Jermain was smiling "What feels good?"

"You do." I replied.

"No, no Agnes, tell me what feels good..." 

"Your cock feels good" 

"What color is it Agnes?" Jermain smirked. He was moving his hips up and down slowly and it felt good. 

"Black" I moaned. 

"So say it Agnes, you white slut...." My jaw dropped but at the same time Jermain started to fuck me harder grabbing my arse and really pushing up hard.

"Your black cock feels good!" I groaned loudly. 

"MMMMM that's it Agnes, ride that big black cock... You white sluts love big black cock..." I couldn't believe the words I was hearing but to be honest I didn't care what he was saying. I was bouncing up and down on that black cock and moaning out loud, my tiny pale white hands spread on Jermains chest, grabbing at his chest digging my nails in as I slid up and down his cock, being fucked hard. My boobs bounced up and down and Jermain grabbed and squeezed them hard. My bum rose and fell as my pussy lips slid up and down his huge black cock...

My body was experiencing things it had never felt before and it wasn't long before my third orgasm came. It was building and building all the time I was moaning out "OHHH GODD HOOO FUCCKKK MEEE... YES YES OH GOD YES ITS GOOD FUCK ME JERMAIN FUCK ME!!" My eyes were closed but I could hear Jermain saying, "Yeah, Agnes ride that black cock.... cum on my big black cock Agnes..." 

My orgasm shot through me "OOOHHHH GOD IM CUMMING OHHH GOD YESSSSSSS!!!!" and my orgasm just kept on going and going. I was moaning for ages, my legs and arms were shaking and I could not hold myself up. I collapsed onto Jermains chest, panting for breath, exhausted, totally spent I buried my head into his chest, my hair matted from sweat laying across his black torso. "OHHHHHH GODDDDDD..." I could barely move... My whole body trembled, the sweat was dripping off me... My nipples were hard, my pussy was soaked I was panting like mad trying to recover... Jermain rolled me off as I was too weak to move...




My First Time...



Laying there, completely tired, Jermain straddled me, his knees on either side of my body he slid off the condom and started wanking in front of me and over my boobs. He was rubbing his cock all over my boobs and then held them together. I'd never done this before, partly because up until a few years ago my boobs were not big enough and secondly, no man I was with wanted to. He squeezed my boobs together and seeing his huge black hands covering my soft white boobs was incredible. He slid his cock between them and started to fuck my breasts, and after a minute or so he said, "Suck my cock as it slides between your tits." I didn't think I'd be able to but in fact it was easy. Jermain pushed through them and I could easily suck the first inch and a bit more... 

After a little while he said, "Now suck my black cock Agnes..." I did as I was told. I held his cock in my hand and opened my mouth sucking that cock tightly in my warm wet mouth... gulp gulp gulp slurppppppppppppp mmmmmm gulp gulp slurp mmmmmm... I could hear Jermain moaning as I sucked his cock and the more he moaned the more I enjoyed it, knowing that I was making him feel that good. I could only get around the first three inches in but that was enough for me -- I've gotten better since then -- and my head was bobbing back and forth as I moaned, sucking his cock tightly. 

I could feel his cock throb and it became more frequent and I knew he was close... He pulled out of my mouth and let out a long groan. I was still wanking him but he angled himself pointing his cock right onto my boobs. His cock twitched and it throbbed and then he began to cum. His thick cock twitched in my hand and the first shot of his cum flew up onto my cheek and hit the corner of my mouth. I lowered his cock, kept wanking him and his cock throbbed again this time shooting hot cum all over my boobs.

Jermain shot several globs of cum onto my boobs. It was thick and white, and it was all over my breasts as well as a big lot on my lip and cheek. "Rub that cum into your tits Agnes," he said. I rubbed Jermain's cock all over my boobs, smearing his cum onto my chest. I didn't realize there was so much of it. His cum was all over my boobs and coating his cock... I flicked out my tongue and caught a taste of the cum on my lips. It was only a small taste. I'd rarely given any man a blow job let alone swallowed his cum, but here I was after being fucked silly by my first black lover, rubbing his cum all over my boobs and tasting him. 

"Now Agnes, suck my cock clean..." Jermain leaned in and his cock was right in front of my mouth. I opened and started to suck his cock, tasting his cum off the tip and the shaft. I must admit that for my first time it didn't taste bad and I sucked and licked his cock clean. I swallowed what bits I could and I just laid there. Jermain was still kneeling above me and he looked impressive - muscular body, dark black as the light shone off him... MMMMMM! 

I could not believe what I'd done and how good it was too. And I had a passing thought to my friends who'd slagged me off earlier thinking, "Well, if only they knew what I'd done now..." I didn't care because Jermain had just fucked me silly, and I'd never been fucked as good and no man had made me cum with his tongue or his dick, and Jermain had done just that 3 times in a single night.

As I laid there taking everything in, Jermain looked down and said, "Now that's just for starters... next time you suck my cock you're going to swallow every drop..." I smiled. He carried on "So Agnes how you feel now after being fucked by a big black cock?" I smirked and said, "I never knew sex could be so good..." Jermain laughed, "Well it's only that good with black cocks babes. You know what they say... Once you go black you don't go back. Your pussy is mine now Agnes..." 

I just lay there and smile. I was shattered. At this point it was beginning to get light. Jermain had been fucking me for almost two hours. I told him to stay and get a cab the next day. I pulled the sheets back and slid under telling Jermain to get in as well. I'd never had any men back to my parent's house before, and Jermain was the first... He lay there on his back, I threw my arm over his chest and wrapped my leg over him as well, drifting off to sleep.

What seemed like a few minutes was in fact a few hours and my sleep was broken by two text messages. The first from my parents telling me they were on their way back home and just pulling into the station. The second from Nigel letting me know our son was fine but also asking me what had I got up to last night. Panic was setting in. Firstly I had to get Jermain up and out without my parents seeing him or the neighbors, and second did Nigel know? Had my so-called friends tell him what they saw...? 

I jumped up out of bed. I was completely naked, grabbing the sheet to cover myself, with Jermain's huge black muscular frame taking up much of the bed. Then the reality of what I, what we, had done earlier began to hit me. I saw him in all his 'glory' - completely naked on my bed. And momentarily I just stared, not believing that I had actually done what I did only a few hours earlier. 

I shook myself from my trance and called out to him, "Jermain, you have to go.... Now. Come on, get up..." He stirred and just said, "Come back to bed girl, I want another go..." 

"Jermain, you have to go. My parents are on the way back and so is Nigel, with my son..." Jermain got up out of bed, walked over to me. My god he was huge! Without my shoes on I was so small in comparison to him. He was enormous, both in stature and down below... I was mesmerized by him, his skin was so dark and so contrasting to my pale body. He took hold of the sheet and yanked it out, there I was standing before him, naked. He moved his hands up, cupped my boobs squeezing them. God his large black hands looked good on my body - his hands just covered all of my boobs. Leaning in he kissed me and that electricity just raced through me again, and then he pulled away saying, "I had fun last night, and I know you enjoyed getting fucked, so when you coming back for my black cock?" I was a bit shocked by this, but trying to remain cool I simply said "I'll text you." I just needed him to leave, and leave quickly."

Jermain grabbed his clothes, went to the bathroom and got changed. I was still standing there in my sheet trying to straighten the rest of the room up before he left. I went to the kitchen/dining room and put the glasses away, straightened the chairs and waited for Jermain in the hallway. As he reached the door I said "Thank you..." He turned, kissed me gently and then slapped my bum. In my panic to get Jermain out and tidy the house I'd forgotten about the neighbors. They didn't even enter my mind and it wasn't until he was at the end of the path I realized I was standing at the door, wrapped in a bed sheet as he left. 

I went back to bed to wait for my parents. I thought about Jermain's question and I think we both knew I'd be back, and as soon as I could... 



My First Time



Before I went to university in the UK I spent a year travelling, mainly in the US and Canada. I met loads of interesting people and saw lots of great places but most of all I discovered more about me. I had been confused about my sexuality at school. I had lots of girl friends but also knew that I could feel something different when I looked at my fellow male students and at some of the teachers too. I found myself watching some of them dressing and undressing in the changing rooms and enjoying the experience. For some reason seeing guys in their underwear was something of a turn-on.

I had never done anything about these feelings apart from masturbation. This was before images were so accessible on the internet so the occasional catalogue or magazine was the best I could find.

So when I set off on my travels I decided that I would find out once and for all what it was all about – away from friends and family and the risk of being discovered. I spent several days in New York at the beginning of my stay and booked into a hostel. I had heard stories about what went on there and thought it was the best place to start. I had a room to myself but guys seemed to gather in the corridors and by the stairs and I definitely felt as though I was being checked out as I moved about the place. The toilet cubicles didn't have doors on so everything was very public in there!

I spent my first full day visiting places I had seen on TV and soaking up the atmosphere of the city. The height and closeness of the buildings was very strange and claustrophobic at first but I soon got used to it. When I got back to the hostel in the early evening the guys were in the corridor as usual and for some reason I noticed one in particular. He was quite short with cropped hair but, unlike the others he was wearing a suit and tie. I guessed he was in his late twenties. I found myself staring at him and he obviously noticed because he gave me a friendly smile and said hello. 

I responded and he moved away from the others and we got into conversation. We asked each other about ourselves and he said that he was on a training course for a week and decided it would be more fun to stay in the hostel than in a hotel. I wasn't totally sure what that meant but I thought, and had begun to hope, it meant he was looking for company! After a while he asked if I was doing anything during the evening and, when I said I had no plans, he offered to show me around. He said his name was Greg and told me his room number. We agreed we would meet there at 8.00.

I went back to my room and then washed and changed, choosing my best pair of white briefs and a clean blue shirt. I was getting more and more nervous but excited too but had no idea what to expect. I knocked on his door at exactly 8.00 and he shouted come in. He had changed out of his suit but was still wearing a smart dress shirt neatly tucked into his trousers. I also noticed as he was bending over his locker some visible brief lines and a glimpse of the waistband of his briefs above his trousers. 

I have explained that I love seeing guys in underwear and for some reason the sight of a waistband with a shirt tucked in is a huge turn-on. Several of my school friends had tucked their shirts in their underwear and those few minutes in the changing rooms each week were always special. Some of them sometimes showed their waistbands during the rest of the day too, and I was never sure whether it was intentional or not. Although I tucked too sometimes I never consciously showed mine.

I was now ready for anything with this guy and yet I didn't know how to show him. I just hoped I had read the signs right and he was up for it. One way of showing him of course was the fact that I was feeling so horny that after a few minutes my cock was starting to bulge in my trousers. We were standing chatting and I could see his eyes kept looking down at my crotch. I moved around to try and stay relaxed and looked for any sign that he was getting hard too. His trousers was not very tight so it wasn't easy to see but he saw me looking and put his thumbs in this waistband and eased them down a bit, revealing his briefs at the front now as well as the back. 

Quite spontaneously I said that I noticed he was wearing jockey briefs and that I had some like them. He asked if I was wearing them now but I said I had some store brand ones on today and without thinking I put my hands inside my trousers and pulled the waistband of the briefs up.

He said they looked smart and how it was good to see another guy who tucked his shirt in his undies. None of his friends seemed to do it any more. I said that several of us did it at school but I had noticed it was less popular these days. Then he said that he found it a bit of a turn on, to which I hurriedly agreed and said that I didn't know anyone else who felt the same. He assured me there were others in the States and he was sure there would be in the UK. I wasn't sure how he knew but didn't ask.

By this time we were both showing our bulges and he suggested we got rid of the trousers so we could see the full package. Not only was I getting hard now I could feel precum leaking into my briefs and sure enough, when I took my trousers off there was a damp patch on the front. 

He took a good look and said how nice it looked and then started to rub his own bulge through his jockeys. This was too much. I started rubbing too but muttered something about being very inexperienced at this sort of thing. He asked what I liked and I said I was up for anything if he didn't mind me being so new at it. He said it made it even better for him and he would enjoy showing me a great time.

Then he moved over to me and took me in his arms and gently kissed me on the lips. It felt strange to be kissed by a guy but also really good and I kissed him back and we held each other close as he pushed his tongue inside my mouth. I let my body rest against his and felt his bulging briefs starting to rub mine. This was what I had been waiting for – it seemed so natural – and I loved the feel of his hands as they started to explore my body, playing with my waistband and stroking my cheeks through the briefs. Then he stopped kissing my lips and started to move downwards, finding my nipples through the shirt and then resting on the waistband and the front of the briefs.

As his tongue reached my bulging shaft I thought I was going to cum there and then but held off and tried to relax and enjoy the great feeling of his tongue moving up and down on me. Then he moved in with his lips and took me into his mouth and I knew this is what I had been waiting for – a guy who loved both cock and underwear. I couldn't believe my luck at finding him so soon on arriving in the States. By now he was sucking hard and I pulled away saying I didn't want to cum yet and could I return the favour. 

He was very happy for me to do so and so I got to kiss and lick and suck my first cock – still only through the fabric of the briefs. But after a while, during which Greg was moaning with pleasure, he pulled his cock out through the leg of the briefs. There it was, at least 6 or 7 inches of heaven, cut and waiting just for me. I slowly repeated what I had done when it was in the briefs and finally put it in my mouth and started sucking. He was gentle with me but as he got more excited he started to push his cock in further and I was almost gagging on it. But I refused to stop and kept going till he let a torrent of words about sucking his fucking cock and cumming. Then he shot his cum into my mouth. I didn't know what to expect but it felt great. He lifted me up and kissed me letting his tongue take back some of his creamy spunk. 

By this time I was again ready to shoot my load and he quickly went down on me, pulled my cock out of the leg – I'm about 6" uncut – and started to suck. Very quickly I exploded with huge jets of cum pouring into his mouth. He took it all and swallowed it then licked me clean. We collapsed on to his bed in each other's arms, still wearing our shirts tucked in our briefs and with our now limp cocks hanging through the leg holes.

I told him how fantastic it had been and we kissed again. Then he said there was a lot more we could do when I was ready, assuming I was up for it. I told him I would be happy to do anything with him and I was so glad he was here for the whole week. 

We lay there for a while happily in cuddling and kissing but finally decided to go out and eat. So we rather reluctantly pulled on our trousers again both taking care to show a little waistband. This was probably not the best idea because I started to get hard again, but we were both hungry so we went to a nearby restaurant and I concealed my erection behind the table cloth! After the meal he asked if I wanted to go and see the sights or go back to the hostel. I said I could see the sights in the daytime when he was at work and I'd much rather spend the evening in his room. And so we went back for my second sexual experience with a guy – but I'll tell you more about that next time!!



My First Time



I had been with my boyfriend Anthony since I was 14. That was 5 whole years of my life. We met through a mutual friend and I was instantly attracted to his dark brown eyes and long eyelashes. I had a thing for eyes. We were the standard "high school couple" and I loved hanging out with him. Even though I had known him for what seemed like forever, he never pressured me into doing anything I didn't want. 

But this isn't about the first five years of our relationship, it was about my 19th birthday.

He had planned everything that day: from the adorable breakfast in bed to the surprise party at his house, it was all so perfect. I was the luckiest girl in the world. When we got to his house and after everyone had yelled "surprise!" the party began. 

Marc, Anthony's older brother, came up to me and we started talking. He gave me a drink and we walked into the guest bedroom because it was quieter and easier to hold a conversation there. 

Marc definitely got all the right genes from his parents. He had jet black hair and the iciest blue eyes I had ever seen. I knew he worked out because I would see him at the gym when I was on the eliptical doing weights right behind me. 

He was 24 and I'm pretty sure he knew he was insanely good looking. He would always flirt with me but I figured it was because I was Anthony's girlfriend and spent all of my time at their house.

Anyway, back to the party. 

We sat down on the bed and I noticed Marc had brought a nearly full bottle of tequila with him. He told me that because I was finally legal to drink, I had to take a few shots with him. I didn't see a problem with that so I didn't stop him when he started pouring two shots. 

He was really good at convincing people. That's probably why I ended up taking four shots back to back with him. He wanted a 5th one but I was getting a bit light-headed and thought I should stop. That's when he suggested I lie down. It seemed like a good idea.

As soon as I lay down, Marc told me to hold a piece of lime in my mouth and pulled up my shirt just enough to show my flat, tanned stomach. I looked at him confused and he explained that he was going to teach me what a body shot was. Afterall, I was 19 and should know these things by now.

He poured a tiny bit of tequila into my belly button and the coldness made me shiver, spilling it all over myself and the bed. Marc looked at me and for a second his blue eyes got a menacing glint in them. He told me sternly to be careful and not move again. I have no idea why, but the look he gave me sent electricity straight down from my throat to between my thighs. I squeezed them instinctively but I don't think he noticed.

Marc poured the tequila again and then he wiggled my jeans just low enough to be able to tell that I had shaved that day. He smirked and sprinkled salt in a neat line from the top of my jeans to my belly button.

"Ready?" He asked

I nodded, not knowing why I was getting nervous.

He quickly moved his tongue upwards from my lower stomach and sucked the tequila out of my belly button. I felt that same electricity shoot to my groin but this time it was much stronger. He looked me in the eyes and swooped in the bite the lime I forgot I was holding between my teeth.

He tossed the lime into the trash beside the bed and looked at me in such a raw and seductive way. I could feel the blood rushing to my clit and my panties were getting soaked just looking back at him. 

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Anthony was standing in the doorway, completely oblivious to the thoughts going through my mind at that moment.

"What are you guys doing in here?" Asked Anthony

Before I could say anything, Marc was already mid sentence "Ashley was feeling light-headed so I told her to lay down until she felt better." He looked at me and his eyes glinted as he said my name. I could see a huge bulge in his pants and desperately tried to regain my composure before either of them saw what I was looking at.

"I better get back to everyone, I feel a lot better now Marc, thanks." I stuttered and left the room in a hurry.

As the night continued I'd notice Marc looking at me from time to time. Every time I managed to stop thinking about how huge that bulge in his jeans was, he'd show up again and either brush up behind me or lightly touch my hip. It never bothered me before when he'd squeeze behind me in their kitchen or casually touch my shoulder when I was at their house but now every time he did it, I felt my clit getting sensitive and could barely keep myself from gasping when he touched me. 

I was a virgin. My parents brought me up in a religion that taught me to wait until marriage before I tried anything with a boy more advanced than kissing. That's what I loved about Anthony: he never had a problem with my beliefs and I could be myself around him without worrying that he would want more.

After a while, the feelings I was having were getting to be too much. I excused myself and went to the bathroom, locking the door quickly. I might have been a virgin, but I knew how I worked. If I was feeling this horny, I had to take care of it before I lost control. Sliding my panties off along with my jeans, I sat up on the vanity counter and spread my legs. I always shaved everything because I just felt sexy like that. It wasn't for anyone to see. 

I spread my thighs apart and slowly started rubbing my clit in little circles. I started breathing quicker and could feel my muscles tightening as the feeling started to grow. I let out a moan and was just about to try and slip a finger into my pussy when someone knocked on the door

"Ash, you in there?" It was Marc.

I quickly jumped off the counter, yanked on my jeans and opened the bathroom door. 

"Yeah yeah, I'm good, I just wanted to splash some water on my face" I lied, hoping Marc couldn't see me blushing.

He smiled and before he could start up another conversation, I had spotted my boyfriend and quickly made my way toward him.

About an hour later, Marc came up to me as I was grabbing another drink and smirked. "I think these are yours." He said, holding up a pair of black and red lace panties.

"Oh my God. I... umm... I have no idea how I could have forgotten those!" I sputtered, snatching them out of his hands and stuffing them into my jeans pocket before anyone could see.

"I didn't know you were that selfish Ashley," Marc started "I thought you'd at least let me watch you play with yourself after I taught you what a body shot was." 

I turned scarlet.

"I have no idea what you're talking about Marc." I replied, just a little too loudly.

"Well, if you do get that urge again, I'd be more than happy to help you get rid of it. Our little secret of course." Offered Marc. "Here, come with me and I'll prove to you that I know exactly whats going on."

I knew that I was raised too religiously to really be feeling these dirty thoughts so there was no reason for me to not follow him. 

I walked behind him all the way up the stairs and into his room. No one saw us leave the main floor. But that didn't matter because I was planning on coming right back down after I proved to Marc that he had no idea what I was thinking.

"Sit." He ordered. Closing the door behind us.

I wasn't going to sit on his bed and give him any ideas so I chose his desk instead.

Marc walked up to me slowly. "You might not know what you're feeling right now Ashley, but if you let me show you, I'll make you realize that this is just the beginning of learning how to make yourself feel good."

He was facing me now. 

"You can try Marc, but I'm not like all your girlfriends so you're just wasting your time." I replied. I was slowly getting less and less sure of what I was saying.

He put his hands on my thighs. 

"Just let me show you okay?" He was waiting for me to nod. To tell him I agreed to whatever he was going to try.

I nodded, feeling completely uncertain about how I felt about this but something inside me was telling me to agree.

His hands slid up my thighs at a painstakingly slow speed. The shots of electricity were flying everywhere inside my body now. I was going to lose control any second.

He started kissing my neck. Slowly at first then harder as his hands brushed my clit and reached my hips.

He unbuttoned my jeans and his thumbs hooked into my belt loops.

I let out a gasp when he lifted me off the desk effortlessly and quickly slipped my pants off. I still hadn't had time to put my panties on since he gave them back to me so I was sitting with almost everything exposed to him. No guy had ever seen me like this before.

As he leaned in towards me again, I found myself reaching for his shirt and trying to pull it off. While he slipped it over his head, I started unbuttoning my own shirt. I had no idea what I was doing, but it was like something was guiding me and telling me exactly what I should do next.

I was just in my bra and Marc was shirtless. I reached over to run my hands over his perfectly chiseled abs as he moved his hand to my back, unhooking my bra and sliding his hands down toward my ass, pulling he toward him as he kissed me. Hard.

As soon as I wrapped my legs around his waist I felt it: A huge bulge almost bursting out of his jeans. It was rubbing against my clit and as I looked down, I saw that I had gotten so wet that there was a dark, wet spot right where I was rubbing against him.

He looked at what I was looking at and chuckled "Looks like someones anxious to get going." 

I knew this was when I should have told him to stop. It had already gone too far and I was sure that Anthony must be wondering where I was.

Marc saw my hesitant face and his expression softened. "I'm not going to make you do anything you don't want to Ashley. I just want to show you that what you're feeling can be turned into something amazing."

Just like that, he picked me up and carried me over to his bed.

He gently put me down, pressing his jeans into my hips. I instinctively pushed them against him.

He moaned. 

"Now Ashley, you can't do that to me and expect me to be able to keep it in my pants. I need to unzip my jeans before I cum. Is that okay?" He asked.

My throat got tight and I knew deep inside I wanted to see it. I wanted to see him naked.

He slipped off his pants and boxers and immediately his cock sprang out. It was so big and hard. The thought of me having that effect on Marc made me want to impress him even more.

I decided to stop thinking and just follow my instincts. As he pressed into me, I quickly grabbed his shoulders and pushed him over on his back. His hard 8 inches was pressed between us and the look on his eyes was priceless.

"You're a quick learner Ashley. I gotta say I didn't see that coming." He said, looking up at me. He almost seemed impressed with my assertiveness.

Sensing that I wasn't sure what to do next, he told me to turn around so that my mouth was over his cock and my knees were right by his shoulders.

"You can touch it if you want to" Marc said. Careful not to overstep my comfort level.

I gingerly picked up his throbbing cock and leaned over to put my lips over it. Just as I slid my mouth over his head he let out a moan. I knew I was starting off well. I made sure his whole shaft was wet and I got into a rhythm, moving up and down, careful to keep my lips over my teeth.

I felt his hand reach over me and pull my hips downwards. I let out a loud moan when I felt his tongue go straight over my pussy and start circling my hole. I let out another moan just as I was going down on him and his cock slipped right down my throat. I gagged and instantly felt him stiffen with pleasure.

"Oh fuck Ash. Do that again and I'm going to burst" he warned.

I was going to do it again but he spun me over onto my back before I could put my lips on him again. 

His face was right by my hips and my hands grabbed the bed sheets as his tongue started fucking me. He kept barely brushing my clit and it was driving me insane.

"Marc, fuck me please!" I yelled. I knew I wanted this now. I needed him to be inside me.

Marc stopped and looked up at me. He moved up so that his face was right above mine.

"Are you sure you want this?" He was looking at me seriously now. "Its going to hurt at first but I promise it will get better soon."

I grabbed his neck and pulled him down onto me, kissing him hard and forcing my tongue past his teeth. 

"I need you to fuck me Marc. I know what I want and its your hard cock inside me." I begged.

He looked at me for the first time in a genuinely loving way and said "Ashley you have no idea how badly I've wanted to do this with you. Tell me to stop and I will okay?" He looked right into my eyes when he said it.

I nodded and moved my hips up to him to show him I was ready.

Not taking his eyes off of me, he grabbed his cock with one hand and put it so it was gently in position, pressing against my hole.

He started pushing and at first it was okay, then I felt the pressure.

I squeezed my eyes shut but told him not to stop.

He leaned in towards me and as he kissed me, then suddenly rammed hard into me and I felt him break my hymen. The pain radiated into me and I couldn't hold back a cry.

Marc stopped moving. "Are you okay? Do you want me to pull out?" He was looking me up and down, the worried look on his face told me he hadn't dealt with a virgin before.

"I'm fine. Just go slow okay?" I looked up at him and then slowly pressed my hip up so that I pushed him inside me more.

He started slowly, and gaging my pain level he started increasing his speed, going harder and faster. 

It started feeling amazing and I stopped thinking about my soreness and started focusing on how I could feel his shaft fighting to stretch my pussy.

"Holy fuck Ashley, you're so tight, I'm not going to be able to keep this up for long." He was panting now and I could see the effort he was putting in to try to hold back his orgasm.

As he continued to speed up I started to feel my pussy contracting and my calves starting to tense up. I wrapped my legs around him and immediately felt how much deeper he could go when I did that.

His breath was getting ragged and I was starting to lose control over staying quiet.

As I felt my pussy tighten up so that he almost couldn't move inside me, I felt him ram into me completely one last time before he came, filling my tight little pussy with his hot cum.

He rolled over so that he was on his back and I was lying on top of him, his cock still inside me. We lay there for a while, just kissing and trying to catch our breaths when I saw the time. It was 2am! We had been up here for more than an hour. We quickly jumped up and got dressed. 

Just as we were about to open his bedroom door, I pushed him against the wall and put my panties into his front pocket.

"You can give them back to me next time." I said, kissing him hard and walking out of the room.

Anthony and I stayed together for about a month after that. Marc and I didn't hook up during that time out of respect for him. Eventually I told him that I needed to try different things and because he was leaving for university in Ottawa soon anyway, it would be to hard to stay together.

As for Marc and I, We both go to Western University now and he has been teaching me a few things. I guess we'll see how his family takes the news when he brings me over for Thanksgiving dinner this year.

Either way, I know what I want now, and I have found a balance between church and my new boyfriend. 

xoxo,

Ashley



My First Time



My name is Alison, I'm 20 and live alone in a small two bedroom flat in the UK. I was always small for my age, even now I have to wear heels to stand over five feet tall. My sister on the other hand, she stands over me by little under a foot and yes, we are twins. However, she got the better end of the deal when it comes to a figure. Tall, slim, athletic build with large D-Cup breasts and a figure that women envied. Myself on the other had can barely squeeze into an A-Cup bra, not because my breasts are big but small as a matter of fact I barely have any curves, hence the reason why I always wear baggy clothes to cover up my tiny frame.

I had little sexual experience in my life, yet my sister Carla on the other hand had numerous partners and enjoyed telling me in great detail what had happened between them, it was all a part of her game. She had always pitied me for the fact that I had never had a boyfriend even though I had many male friends, I could never work up the nerve to ask anyone on a date which is why I spent most of my time in my flat crying into a drink or using a viberator I once bought.

Every time I would visit her at her home, she made it a point of walking around her house wearing little or no clothing, sometimes she was alone and other times she had either male or female friends visiting wearing little or no clothing, she had always claimed it was a house rule. Yet with all of her female friends as endowed as she is I felt out of place and never followed her house rules when it came to nudity.

One year ago, the weekend after our birthday she told me too dress up as she had been invited too a small party not far from where she was living. I thought she was going to set me up on one of the many dates she attempted to do over the years but what happened that night, I will never forget as it was the most erotic experience of my life.

As I entered her place I was shocked to see that she was wearing a stunning black dress and high heels, the dress hugged her figure perfectly yet, barely managed to hold her large breasts in place as she walked towards me smiling. I took off my jacket to show her what I was wearing, a knee length red dress that hugged what little figure I had, through the dress it was clearly visible that I was not wearing any underwear, after all I thought 'What the hell, you only live once'.

Smiling Carla took my hand and explained what we where about to do, I must admit to you now that I felt nervous about my first sexual experience with another person. I know what you are thinking, no we didn't have sex. Instead with a sheepish smile on her face she took my hand and led me out of her home to an awaiting car where a large man was waiting for us. She had told me earlier that she had done this a few times before and trusted the man as we sat in the car with blacked out windows. Slowly she reached for a blindfold and placed it over my eyes as she did with herself shortly afterwards. She had told me that only the driver knew the location, I have to admit, I was shaking a little until she placed her hand on my thigh and told me everything would be fine.

It was perhaps the longest car journey in the history of car journeys as we pulled into what appeared to be a large garage with eight other identical cars parked along side, I pulled off my blindfold as instructed and looked around as the lighting level began to rise slowly as not to hurt anyone's eyes. After a brief instruction on the rules, we where all led into a large room with chairs and tables, on the tables where a few drinks, pens and paper. Carla and the others quickly walked to the tables and began to write on the paper as instructed, not a word was said by anyone as she motioned me over too join them.

It was a questionnaire on what I like in bed, what I don't like. My sexual experiences and what I am looking for in a partner, well my list was very short as I had no sexual experience at all. As the questionnaires where taken away, more paper was placed in front of us for any conversation that had arisen as talking was forbidden. Finally, we where called out as numbers.

As number four, I followed a beautiful young woman into a room and told too disrobe before taking a shower. Nervously I followed her instructions before being led into a room naked, before me was a single chair and a door. You see, I was told earlier by Carla that I had to write all these things down so they could match me perfectly with my idea partner from the group, nervously I sat and awaited until the young woman returned and handed me a mask to cover my eyes quickly I put on the mask as the door before me opened into a darkened room. In the centre of the room was a large bed, too the left and right of the bed stood two tables with sex toys and condoms, now the moment I was dreading happened the second door directly in front of me opened and I was stood face to face with my matched partner for the night. 

Illuminated by a low green light a figure stood before me, a figure of a woman with an amazing figure. Her curves where perfect, her breasts large and amazing I could only imagine what she thought of me. Slowly the young woman before me licked her lips as she walked towards me and ran both her hands down the sides of my tiny body.

Trembling, I followed her motions as for the first time I touched the naked body of another woman. Our hands explored each other's bodies for a moment as my hands began to cup her large breasts and that's when it happened that's when for the first time I was kissed by another woman, her lips where soft and warm as her tongue parted my lips and began to play around inside my mouth, her left hand ran down my body slowly teasing me until she until she found my now aching and throbbing wet lips.

Slowly the angel began to tease me with her fingers until she finally pushed one finger slowly inside me, my legs almost buckled as she began too masturbate me slowly and sensually as for the first time I was brought to a powerful orgasm by another person and not my own hand or a mechanical object. With her fingers still dripping from my orgasm, she ran her hand up my body and finally placed her finger into my mouth giving me the taste of my own juices before we passionately kissed once again as we moved towards the bed and carefully placed me down and begun to roll her tongue around my body until her tongue my left nipple. 

Slowly and methodically she began kiss, lick and suck my tiny nipple while her hand caressed my right breast as I moaned with pleasure at the touch of the goddess pleasuring me sexually. My mind raced as to the identity of the amazing woman wearing only a silk mask that covered her eyes, she ran her tongue down my body and began to taste my dripping wet lips for the first time, all I can remember is squealing slightly in pleasure as her tongue began to play with my tiny throbbing clit and lips as with each stroke of her expert tongue she pushed deeper inside me while I moaned with pleasure at what was being given to me. I was about too orgasm as she pulled away for a moment and smiled, I was about too explode as she lovingly placed two fingers inside me while licking and sucking my clit and once again she brought me too a second powerful orgasm that I thought would never end as she placed her lips over my pussy and began to drink the juices that flowed from me until she licked clean my freshly waxed gentiles.

I could no longer hold myself while the goddess sensually crawled towards my mouth and kissed me once again so I could taste my own delicate flavour, that is when it happened I rolled her over and lay on top of her, I couldn't hold myself any longer. My heart was pounding and my pussy was dripping I had too have her now, passionately I locked my lips onto hers she returned the kiss with surprise while I felt her firm grip on my tight naked buttocks and squeeze with pleasure as we kissed until I slowly moved my lips down to her neck and shoulders and finally too her large and firm breasts. 

I emulated what she did too me as I rolled my tongue around her nipple and finally locked my lips around them as she screamed in pleasure at the touch of my lips until I moved down too her throbbing wet lips. With all concerns second, I took my first taste of another woman as I softly ran my tongue over her perfectly waxed pink lips, with each lap of my tongue I pushed deeper and deeper inside her as I felt her hands on the back of my head, gently pushing me deeper into her while with my finger and thumb I rolled her clit around softly squeezing and toying with her until it happened, a huge full body orgasm exploded over my face and into my mouth as my own pussy began too twitch once again from the enormous pleasure I was giving to the goddess before me.

Through the night we explored each other's bodies and different positions as well as the many sex toys positioned around the room. From viberators, dildos too anal plugs and strap-ons I can honestly say that I have never felt as much pleasure then that given too me by the unknown woman with whom I had spent the night pleasing and receiving pleasure from, the tiny room was filled with the aroma of sweet and sexual pleasure as we lay exhausted and satisfied in each other's arms kissing and fondling each other slowly.

From a tiny and dimly lit clock on the wall I could see we had spent over six hours making love too each other, my whole body ached from exhaustion, sexual pleasure or both as we drank champagne which had been delivered too us through the night by a beautiful naked woman. Once more we passionately kissed tasting a mixture of champagne and the many orgasms we had shared, now it was time too leave through the doors when had entered. As I stepped into the shower I was washed clean by the same beautiful and naked woman whom brought the champagne, delicately she cleaned my exhausted body before she slowly helped me back into my dress which had been cleaned and laid out for me earlier.

As I was ready too leave she kissed me passionately, I could her heart pounding through her chest as her large breasts pushed against my tiny frame, instantly I was aroused once again as my hands ran over her amazing tight body until I pushed two fingers into her wet throbbing pussy until I quickly ran my tongue down her body and began to lick her pussy as I had done earlier to the unknown woman, tired and exhausted I brought her to orgasm then stood and kissed once more. 

Carefully she removed my dress and pushed me into the showers and pleasured my tired body slowly until once more I climaxed for the final time that night, once again she helped me back into my dress she explained the rules too me once more. I should not speak with anyone about what happened tonight until I was home, I would be blindfolded once again and delivered to the address I was picked up from.

Exhausted and sexually satisfied, I entered Carla's home. As we entered she smiled at me for a moment before she went too her bedroom and fell on her bed satisfied as I walked too her spare room and fell asleep on the bed.

The next morning I took a shower and sat in her front room as she sat watching the national news with a large smile on her face. 

"How was last night Alison?" She asked with a sheepish smile. "Fine" I said as I sat down. "Well, I can see you had a good time. And got over your phobia of being naked around me" she laughed. 

Slowly I explained everything that had happened too me the night in detail the incredible and beautiful woman who taught and pleasured me in ways I could not have imagined, the sexual experience I had shared for the first time as a young woman had taken my virginity and the amazingly beautiful woman in the showers. As Carla stood too face me we hugged, our naked bodies pressed against each other my lips mere inches from her large D-Cup breasts, I was still incredibly turned on at that moment. 

Smiling she walked into the kitchen and brought back two cups of coffee, I never found out the identities of the two women I had sex with that night before but it did not matter. We returned to the party several times over the past few years, each time it was a different woman yet even now one thing still bothers me and that is the identity of my first, the stunning goddess whom had shown me everything about my own body, I just wish I knew who she was.



My First Time



It's not the first time I had been with a man as I was sexually assaulted by a friends brother when I was younger but I don't count that. I suppose that experience even made me more determined to prove another mans cock could be a gentle and pleasurable thing and not the brutal and terrible thing it had been then.

I've always considered myself straight, as straight as a man who has sucked cock can be I suppose, and I've never fancied men but the further into my 20s I got the more the thought of sucking another mans cock intrigued me. Probably the definition of bi-curious. It started off watching porn and seeing the penis being the dominant feature of porn and getting on to seeing 2 men together with the same woman along with the odd bit of transsexual or bisexual porn. I found myself starting to fantasise about being the woman in the films, on my knees in front of the man, being fed his hard dick and making him thrust into my mouth.

I eventually found my way on to a gay and bi website and got chatting to a man that stayed not far from me. He asked what I had thought about doing and if I'd ever told anyone about it. We talked for a while and he said he'd love to be my first and could meet me in 15 minutes. Finally I agreed and dashed off for a quick shower then walked down to where we had agreed to meet. He was just pulling up in his car when I arrived and he stepped out to greet me. He seemed nice and quickly put me at ease so I suggested we go for a short walk for some privacy, it was evening so was already dark but I headed into the trees nearby where we wouldn't risk giving a passer by a shock.

When I thought we were far enough in I turned round and he stepped forward to kiss me. I flinched and I think he sensed I was uncomfortable with it because he stopped quickly and moved to kiss my neck then lifted up my shirt with one hand to kiss my nipples while his other hand undid my jeans. Once my jeans were unbuttoned my hard cock instinctively popped out through the fly in my boxer shorts and he was quick to grab a hold of it while still flicking his tongue over my chest. His hand then lifted off my cock and I could hear his belt buckle being loosened. He stepped back and looked at me confidently as he opened his jeans and let them fall to the floor.

His cock was magnificent. About 8 inches long without seeming too big, good girth and perfectly formed. It was like a work of art. I snapped out of my daze and whispered "No point messing about" in his ear as I reached out for it. Soft as silk to touch, standing majestically and glowing in the evening light. I stroked it a few times and decided it was now or never. I knelt down in front of him and held it in my right hand. He looked down at me, ran his hands through my hair, cupped the back of my head and gently pulled my face towards his rock solid member. I opened up and took him in my mouth. It tasted amazing, manly with a slight musk but somehow sweet. I savoured the feeling for a few seconds then withdrew it, licked the length of the shaft and round the head before devouring his cock.

He stroked my hair gently as I sucked his cock.

"Oh God, that's good" he whispered. 

I barely noticed as I hungrily bobbed up and down on his shaft, occasionally stopping to lick the shaft or nibble on his balls. 

"Oh, fuck me. You were born to suck cock."

I glanced up to see him with his head titled back looking satisfied with his left hand on his hip while his right hand was still cupping my head. 

It gave me a rush to see, and hear, that I was making him feel so good. I kept looking up at him as I went back to the job in hand, his expression only changing to murmur things like 'Mmmmm' or 'Fuck yeah' every so often. 

He looked down and caught my eye. He had a look of desire in his eyes, smiled sweetly at me and stroked my cheek as he gently started to thrust his cock into my mouth in time with my head movements.

He licked his lips and said "You're going to make me cum, baby."

Those words made me pick up the pace. I needed that completion. I needed that sense of achievement. I needed his cum. I sucked faster and I held his balls as they tensed up.

"Oh god. Oh fuck. Fuuuuuuuucccckkk. Ngnh. Ahhhhhh." 

His cum flooded my mouth like a stream. Without hesitation I swallowed it as quickly as he unloaded it. I swallowed every drop of his salty sweet spunk. Once he had finished cumming I released his cock from my mouth and licked the head to clean up every last drop of juice. 

Without saying a word I stood up and he pulled his jeans up and fastened them. 

"Wow, that was great. Here's my number if you ever want to do it again." 

He handed me a business card with his number on it and with that got back into his car and drove off. We met up a couple of times after that until we lost contact a year or so ago. He's still the only guy that's ever fucked me as well. Maybe that should be my next story?



My First Time



I have always been bicurious but I have never acted on these urges. That is until a couple of years ago. I have a friend that is gay and we have been friends ever since we were kids. I never told him that I was bicurious. I had asked him questions about his experience with men but it was always out of general curiosity and I never said anything about being interested in men. 

My friend's name is Javier. He is a very good looking guy. He is 5'11", trim and fit, dark hair, coco brown skin and dark eyes. I think I have always been attracted to him but I really started to notice how attracted to him I was a couple of years ago. 

Two years ago Javier and I decided to take a trip to New York. We had both been working a lot that year and we both needed a vacation. We stayed in a really nice hotel near Central Park. We did all the normal touristy things and went and saw all the sites. We went and saw a play. We were having a great time. 

As our trip was getting towards the end Javier told me that he really wanted to go check out this gay club he had heard about from a friend. I had been to gay clubs with Javier before so it was no big deal. We got dressed up and left to go to the club.

The club was pretty busy and it was a really nice place. We headed for the bar when we got there and got a couple of drinks. We found a table and sat down.

After a couple of minutes Javier leaned in towards me and said, "I have been having such a great time on this trip Brian. I am so glad we came." 

"Me too. I really needed this vacation."

We talked for a bit about what we had enjoyed the most and had several more drinks. We had been at the club for a while and we were both feeling a little buzzed and Javier suggested we head back to the hotel.

When we got back to our room i made us a couple of drinks with the alcohol form the mini bar. We sat on the couch and chatted some more. I was buzzed and I got up the courage to ask Javier about having sex with men. 

"Javier can I ask you something?"

"Sure. You know you can ask me anything."

"Is sex with men good?"

"Oh man it is amazing. Guys know what other men want. They really know how to please other men."

"I have just been wondering about it lately."

Javier looked at me and grinned. "Do you think you are gay Brian?"

"No. I know that I like women and I know that I enjoy having sex with them. I have just been curious about what it is like to be with another man."

"So are you bi then?"

"I don't. I guess. I mean I have watched some gay porn to see what it is like. The more and more I think about it the more turned on I get. I guess I just haven't found anyone that I could do it with."

Javier put his drink on the coffee table and then looked at me. "Well what if you tried with me?"

I laughed nervously. Scared that my most recent fantasy may be coming true very shortly. "I mean it's not like I haven't thought about it. But, would it make things weird between us?"

"It doesn't have to. We can make it what ever we want."

I looked at Javier and I put my drink down. "Ok. Let's do this."

I leaned over and kissed Javier. He kissed me back passionately. He reached up put his hand on my cheek and then ran his hands through my hair. He moved his tongue around the inside of my mouth. Javier climbed on top of me straddling me. He continued to kiss me passionately. He began to grind on my lap as we kissed. My cock began to get hard. I could feel Javier's getting harder as well. I moved my hands down his back to his ass. I squeezed it pushing him harder against my body. 

I began unbuttoning Javier's shirt. He pulled away from our kissing and took off his shirt. I admired his body and ran my hands over his chest and stomach. Javier kissed me one more time then he got up from my lap.

"Get up."

I stood in front of Javier. He began removing all of my clothes. When he was finished I was standing naked in front of him. My 8" cock completely erect. Javier admired me and gently cupped my balls and moved his hand up the shaft of my cock.

I reached over and undid Javier's pants and removed his pants and underwear. His cock was 9" long and completely hard. I looked at it for a minuet and then reached out and touched it. It was even harder than it looked. it felt amazing. 

Javier moved closer to me and kissed my neck and then kissed down my chest and stomach until he was kneeling in front of me. He took my cock in his hand and gently kissed the head. Then he took my cock in his mouth and began sucking it. He took me in his mouth until his lips were at the base of my cock. It felt amazing. With my cock in his mouth he began massaging my balls. I leaned my head back and moaned. i ran my hands through his hair as he sucked my cock. His lips pulled at my cock as he sucked it as hard as he could.

"Javier that feels amazing."

He pulled his mouth off of my cock, "Your cock feels amazing in my mouth. Come over to the bed and lie down."

I moved over to the bed and lay down. Javier got on top of me straddling my face. He leaned down and took my cock in his mouth and continued to such it. His hard cock was hanging in front of my face. I opened my mouth and took his cock and began sucking it. I sucked his cock as hard as I could. I ran my hands down his back to his ass and caressed it. I could hear Javier moaning as I sucked his cock so I must have being doing something right. 

After sucking Javier's cock for a while i licked up his shaft to his balls and began sucking on them. Javier began moaning louder. I flicked his balls with my tongue and then licked up his scrotum to his ass hole. I spread his cheeks further apart and ran my tongue around his asshole. I pushed on his ass with my tongue using my saliva to get it nice and wet. When his ass was wet from my tongue and slowly pushed my finger into his ass. 

I pushed my finger in and out of his ass fingering him while he sucked my cock. I began fingering him harder and Javier moaned louder. After a while Javier pulled my cock from his mouth and then turned around straddling my cock. He positioned his ass just over my cock. he took my cock in his hand and slowly guided it into his ass. He slid down on my cock until every inch of it was in his ass. 

He slowly began moving up and down on my cock riding it. I moaned as I felt his ass tightening and squeezing my cock. I ran my hands over his chest and stomach and watched his hard cock bouncing as he road my cock. As Javier began to ride me harder I reached out and took his cock in my hand and began to stroke it as he road me. The harder he road my cock the harder I stroked him. His ass felt so good on my cock and he kept tightening his ass so that it was squeezing my cock. I stroked him and he road my cock hard. He monad louder and louder as i stroked him. He cried out, "Oh fuck!" and I knew he was about to cum. It turned me on so much and made me stroke him even harder. As I stroked him and fucked his ass Javier moaned louder and louder and then shot a huge load of cum all over my stomach and chest. He cam so hard and so much I thought he would never stop. He came so hard I had cum all the way up to my neck. 

Javier leaned over licked some of his cum off of me and then kissed me letting his cum drip into my mouth. His cum tasted so good and so sweet. 

Javier continued to ride me harder and harder. I squeezed and cupped his ass as he road me. His ass squeezing and pulling on my cock. It felt amazing. Finally I came hard and deep into her ass. I moaned loudly. It was the best orgasm I had ever had and I didn't want it to end. 

Feeling my cum in his ass Javier leaned down and kissed me. He lay on top of me for a while holding each other. My cock in his ass my cum oozing out from around my cock and down my balls. 

We fucked again and again all night. We had sex all over the hotel room. By morning time we were asleep in each others arms with cum all over us and I don't know how much of my cum in Javier's ass. 

It was amazing sex and Javier and I are still great friends. When ever we are both single we still have sex and rekindle our first time together.



My First Time



I'll tell you about the first time I was ever with another guy. I had just turned 18 years old and had started hanging out with a new guy at school. He wasn't new to our school, just a new friend to our circle. I had first met him when he randomly invited me and a couple of my friends to his 18th birthday. 

Anyway, one night I had a bunch of friends over to hang out. We all had cars but he didn't and had gotten a ride to my house from his sister. He asked if he could stay over since he lived so far away, and his mom would come get him in the morning on the way to town. So I said yes because I knew I wasn't going to give him a ride home after everyone had left. I had a girlfriend and so did he, so it never crossed my mind at all that something might happen. Being with another guy was the last thing on my mind. All I could think about was girls and graduating high school in two months.

Everyone was there pretty late, so by the time they all left my parents were asleep and I was wiped out. I cleaned up a little and he asked if he could use the bathroom. He was gone for only a minute but when he came back he was only in his boxers. He was in great shape and I definitely noticed. He suggested we put another movie on so we picked one out and put it on in my room. I sat on my bed, which was a futon, and he sat closer than one would typically sit. I noticed and it made my stomach turn in a good way.

The movie played for a bit and I was noticing that he was moving around every once in awhile and every time it seemed like he would get a little closer to me. I had a feeling of what he might be thinking, but I was way too scared to go through with it if he was. 

I got up and got on the floor pretending to be tired. He acted really sorry to have been sitting on the bed where I was supposed to be sleeping and stood up. He said I could get back up there and he would get on the floor instead. Suddenly I felt a surge of courage and suggested he sit up at the top of the futon and I would lay on the bottom half closer to the TV.

He said okay and sat down, his back leaning against the wall. I folded my pillow just an inch or so from his crossed legs and laid down, my face towards the TV. I had changed into some pajama bottoms while he was in the bathroom earlier, and was concentrating on not getting an erection because I knew it would be visible with the TV light shining on me. I had never seriously considered being with another guy, and had no idea why the thought was overcoming me at the moment. I felt like maybe it was my intense curiosity about whether or not that's what he was thinking.

He eventually uncrossed his legs and put his right foot on the floor. His knee bent down to the floor almost right next to me face. My heart was pounding so hard. I was realizing how bad I wanted it. Wanted him. I decided to pretend to doze off, and see what he did. I found myself hoping that if I were asleep he would do something to me. 

So in a matter of a couple of minutes I let my eyes close. I laid there motionless. Waiting. I didn't hear him moving. Maybe five minutes went by when I decided to make a little move, something subtle that could easily be written off. I sleepily flipped on my stomach and let my left hand clumsily fall to the floor. It rested on the top of his bare foot, and I immediately noticed that he didn't move it out from under my hand. 

We both sat still for another minute. My dick was throbbing now. I pretended to fidget in my sleep again, but this time pushing my right hand under my pillow so far it came out the back. I knew I had to be within an inch or so of touching him. I could start to feel a crazy urge in my hand to reach out and feel for his cock. 

I had been with a few different girls, but nothing past second base, and I knew I had definitely never been that turned on. Another minute or two and I felt him gently slide his foot forward on the floor. Not away from my hand, but to where my hand was resting on his foot more firmly. I knew then that he wanted me. Wanted to take my hard cock in his hands and wrap his lips around it. Wanted me to take his into my mouth and let him use me.

I waited a moment and faked a sleepy jerk that sent my hand under the pillow his direction and sure enough, this time I felt him. I couldn't tell exactly what part of him my fingers were touching. This time he did react with a little twitch, but he didn't get up or move my hand.

In only a matter of seconds I could feel his body moving. Very small movements, but I could feel them in my fingers. My mind raced. What was he doing? I lifted my fingers against him a little and I realized it was his shin I was touching. My subtle movement moved my fingers on the top of his calf. I could tell then that he was sitting with his left foot under his right leg. I heard his breathing quicken a little as soon as I did it. I could have sworn that he could feel my heartbeat in the bed. I did it again this time letting my index finger extend a little more and I brushed his hard cock. I could feel it through his cotton boxer for just an instant. His air escaped him immediately. 

I knew I wasn't going to be able to play asleep much longer. Although what I really wanted was for him to seduce me while I slept. Take it out of my control. My whole arm was tingling with anticipation. I couldn't wait anymore and didn't care if it was obvious I wasn't sleeping. This time I flattened all my fingers and pushed my arm forward. They rested perfectly on his erection. He was breathing so hard now. I was doing everything I could to hide my own heavy breathing. He began to slowly and just barely hump my fingers. My left hand opened and gently wrapped around his ankle. He had to know now that I was awake. Maybe he knew all along. 

His breathing continued heavy. His thrusting against my fingers became harder, and then I felt one of his hands cover mine and press my hand against his hard cock. I had never wanted anything so bad. I wanted him in my mouth. Inside of me wherever he wanted to put it.

Still moving almost sleepily, and without looking up, I pulled the pillow out from under my head and let it fall to the floor. I used my elbows to pull myself up to him, my head gently replacing my fingers and laying down on his cock. He grabbed my head with both hands and began rubbing his cock into the side of my face. I wrapped both of my arms around the top of his thighs. He pushed his dick into my cheek so hard it almost hurt. I quickly grabbed the top of his boxers and pulled them down, exposing his cut cock and balls just an inch from me. I pushed my face down and was struck with the heat of his cock on my face. He pushed his hips up and I felt the smooth and hot skin of his dick sliding on my face. 

I pulled my head back just enough to get him to stop humping me. I wanted to see it. Hold it. I slowly pushed my fingers behind it and lifted it off of his stomach. I cocked my head a little to the side and kissed it right in the middle of the shaft. He lowered his hands from my head to my shoulders. I went lower, kissing the base of his shaft, and then his round balls. I breathed deep in through my nose and savored his smell. I was trying so hard to pace myself. I wanted to taste his cock so bad. 

I pushed my left hand between his legs and under his ass, grabbing the top of his boxers and pulling them down. He quickly maneuvered so I could pull his boxers over both his feet. When he settled he was completely laying on the futon, with me on my knees between his legs. I took up his cock in my hands again and kissed my way from the base of his shaft up to the tip. I kissed the very tip of his dick and could feel the wetness and taste the pre-cum on my lips. 

I opened my mouth and let his cock slide in past my lips, on the top of my tongue. I sucked it and let my tongue slide all over it. Feeling his heart beat pounding in my mouth through his swollen shaft. I began bobbing my head up and down on it. He started using his hips, pushing his body into me as I dropped my mouth on him, over and over. Then he bent his leg that was on the outside of the futon and pushed his foot under me. My body jerked as the sole of his foot pushed against my hard dick. He rubbed my dick with his foot the best he could while I licked his cock from bottom to top.

I sat up, stripped my shirt and pajamas off and went back down to continue sucking him, wanting to taste his cum so bad! But he grabbed me and pulled me up to him. My body rested on his and he pulled my mouth to his own. It was insane how much more intimate kissing him was than sucking his cock. But I liked it. I felt my cock resting just to the right of his. I couldn't sit still. As our tongues swirled I began to thrust my hips. Our dicks side by side, rubbing into each other's stomachs. I pulled my hips up a little and when I came back down I made sure my cock laid perfectly on his. I grabbed both of them with my right hand as we continued making out and I began to jerk them off together. It felt so good. So right.

I sat up and straddled him, my balls against his. I took our cocks again and jerked them up and down. We were like an exact mirror of each other. Two cut cocks being stroked together. I rested my other hand on his chest for support and he put one of his hands on our dicks too. 

After a minute or two more he started getting up. He pushed me on my back on the futon, and I'll never forget the sight of his body turning around as he climbed on top of me backwards. His ass in my face, his balls almost against my chin. He positioned himself on the bed and took my cock in his mouth. I thought I was going to cum right then. His mouth was so hot and wet. It was the first blow job I'd ever gotten and it was ten times what I had always imagined. 

I lifted my head and buried my face in his cock and balls. Feeling his shaft press against my face and his soft balls into my forehead. I nodded my head once or twice and then pulled his dick back to my lips. I took him in my mouth and pushed my face up and down. Feeling his cock getting closer and closer to my throat. His fingers massaged my balls as he bobbed his mouth on my dick.

Then I could feel it welling up inside of him. He stopped sucking me and his breathing became so intense I could feel the air rushing over my wet cock. He began thrusting his hips as I sucked his cock, I felt his heart pounding in his cock just a split second before he exploded. He let go of my cock and squeezed both my thighs. I could literally feel his cum squirting inside my mouth. I grabbed his cock and pumped it. I began trying to swallow it but it started to make me gag. I quickly pulled his cock out of my mouth and swallowed his hot cum. I could feel how thick it was sliding down my throat and into my stomach. It felt so good knowing a part of him was making its way into my body. 

He let all his weight fall on me, his dick resting perfectly in the middle of my chest. My only view was the ceiling above us and his perfectly round ass just an inch from my chin. I felt him grinding into my chest in a couple of quick aftershocks. His face was buried in the futon between my thighs.

I wanted to cum so bad. I was almost out of control by now. I started shuffling backwards, for an instance our dicks touched as I slid past and out from under him. I aggressively grabbed his hips from behind and pulled him to his hands and knees. I pressed my spit covered dick against his asshole and nearly exploded. He let out a sigh as I began sliding my dick up and down his crack. I grabbed his ass cheeks with both hands and pushed as hard as I could against him. He laid his face on the futon and used a free hand to rub my balls every time I slid upwards. He hooked both his feet over the back of my calves. Here it was, this was it, I wanted it. I needed it so bad. "I'm going to cum!" I said as quietly as I could. It was the first words spoken since we had decided to put a movie on.

This was it!!! And he spun around in a flash, taking my cock in his mouth and UUuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! I pushed my dick into his mouth, feeling the back of his throat. He held his head as still as he could as I used it to empty a massive load. I could feel the waves of pleasure through my entire body. My head felt dizzy, my fingers felt asleep. My dick throbbed and my toes curled. He pulled his mouth back a little allowing him to swallow my load. He took his mouth off me and I shivered. He stood up, his still hard dick touching mine as his face came close to me. I kissed him. Each other's cum no doubt mixing in our mouths. We hugged. I had never felt so close to anyone. It was like I immediately fell for him in those moments. 

We eventually laid down after I locked the door. He spooned me in the nude under my blanket. The feeling of his cock in my ass crack made me so horny. By the end of the movie we were at it again. Almost reenacting our first round, wanting to relive it.

We carried on like until high school graduation. He went off to college and I stayed home. We're both married now but just a few months ago found each other on Facebook. I'm hoping he makes it back this way at some point. I'd love to be young again.



My First Time



These are all true stories and everyone involved is of consenting age (18 years +) but names have been changed to protect those involved, including myself. These stories are accounts of my sexual experiences and will have some lead up before the good stuff to get the situation and mood just right. Please let me know what you think and rate it if you like these there will be more to come. Enjoy.

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My name is Neil and to put it the best way possible at this point in my life I was the most inexperienced person in the world when it came to women, I was 18 at the time and had only ever kissed a girl. 

Me and some friends decided that we wanted to go get Chinese from a local buffet down the road from my job. Including myself, my friends have never been with a woman much less made it past the casual hand job or make-out session. Little did I know my time would come soon and I never would have guessed today of all days would have started it all. 

Sitting at a table next to us was an older woman and her daughter, my friend John was bumping my shoulder telling me that he bet me $5 that I didn't have the nerves to talk to the girl next to us. My friends would always make these bets with me because they knew I didn't care and would talk to anyone no matter the situation. So as soon as the older woman left the table, I made my move to speak with the girl sitting there. She was about 5 foot 2, had the longest dark black hair, beautiful blue eyes and milky white skin.

I walked over to the table took a seat next to the girl and introduced myself, "Hey my name is Neil and I couldn't help but notice you sitting here and had to come talk to you." (yeah smooth, i'm sure)

which the girl replied, "My name is Shae, I'm here with my mom, she will be right back so I suggest you leave."

Well not to be one to give up so easily I said, "That's no problem, I will leave, I just came over to say hello and to give you this." 

At which point I handed her a piece of paper with my number inside, "I hope you have a good evening, we were just leaving." 

So at that point I told my friends it was time for us to go, on the way out I saw Shae open the piece of paper and I swear I saw a small smile on her face as we left. My friends all ragged on me hard for "Failing to close the deal" and that I would never get laid if I kept this up, but I knew just as well they were virgins as well so all that talk was just banter. 

After a few days, I almost forgot about the girl I met at the buffet, until my cell phone rang and when I answered, I heard the tiny voice of Shae. 

"Hello, is this Neil?"

we talked for what seemed like hours and we talked about everything, she really was one of the sweetest people I had ever met at that time. So we continued talking for days after that and got to know each other pretty well, which lead to the day she asked me "Are you a virgin?"

My initial response was to lie and tell her no, but something about her made me answer truthfully and I told her I was indeed a virgin. Shae, having obviously felt some connection to me told me that she was NOT a virgin and that she would love to be the one to take my virginity, if I wanted her to. Who was I to say no? So we set-up the perfect day for it to happen and waited until a few weeks later when my parents would be out of town and I had the house to myself.

Fast forward to a few weeks later, Shae pulled up into my drive way and I greeted her to my house, welcoming her with a kiss, our first kiss, it was quick and it was simple. We went inside and not knowing how this would all go down, I decided to watch a movie with her to build up my confidence. I'm sure she could tell I was a nervous wreck because she told me she wanted to see my room first and maybe we could just hangout in there for a while before we watched a movie. 

We headed into my room and the whole way there I was trembling on the inside, when we got to my room, she walked right past me and sat on the bed. Looking directly in my eyes she said "come sit by me" so I did what an hot-blooded teenage male would do in this situation, I took my seat. Shae was a beauty, standing at about 5 foot 3 inches, long dark black hair, pale milky white skin, curvy in the best kind of way but not fat by any means, she had a set of supple small tits probably about size B and the nicest ass I had ever seen. I couldn't help but stare down here low dipping shirt she wore that showed ample amounts of cleavage. 

Shae smiled at me and about this time I became a little self-aware about myself. I am what I would consider slightly above average looking, standing about 5 foot 7 inches, shorter than most guys which I found out later in life lead women to believe I would be shorter elsewhere, to which everyone has been pleasantly surprised. I have a nice toned body from working outside and playing on football teams most my life. My skin is pale but with a bit more tan than Shae with freckles but not heavy amounts. Dark brown hair and blue eyes, that have been described as "icy blue" and unique ever since I could remember. 

Anyways she smiled at me and said "why don't you lay down for a second, I think we need to talk." 

So I laid back on the bed with my hands behind my head trying to look relaxed though I was cracking on the inside. Shae proceeded to climb over top of me straddling my legs as she took her shirt and lifted it over her head tossing it to the floor. She was wearing a lacy black bra that hugged her tits perfectly, she then proceeded to take her shorts off as well, exposing her matching lacy black boy short panties. Still looking at me, something in her eyes changed, they looked hungry and she bit her lips as she stared down at me. 

Shae crawled over my body, leaning down only about an inch from my face and whispered, "I think you are over dressed, sir." 

So I stuttered "I ...I ... Can fix that." 

She laughed so sweetly at me and said "You are too cute honey." 

Reaching for my shirt, she pulled it over my head and ran her hands down my chest, at this point I was already rock hard but her ass was in the air and she hadn't noticed yet. She reached down to my pants, looking me directly in the eyes as she undid the button, zipped my pants down, and then pulled them off leaving me in my boxers briefs, at which point she sat down and noticed how hard I had become already.

She crawled down my body kissing my chest the whole way down, reaching the hem of my boxer briefs and using her fingers pulled them down slowly, I could feel her nails lightly scrape my skin as she did and it sent shivers down my spine. As she pulled them down I saw her eyes widen until my hard member popped out almost hitting her in the face. She giggled sweetly and said "Wow, I never would have expected this from someone like you!" 

I didn't know what that meant at the time but shrugged it off, I was about to get laid, I wasn't asking questions. 

She took my cock into her hand and started stroking it slowly as she licked the underside of it from the bottom to the top of the head, kissing it lightly. Taking the head into her mouth I could feel the heat of her mouth wrapped around the head of my cock and it felt so good I almost exploded right there, but held back with everything I had, trying to think of anything but sex to keep myself calm. She started sucking harder and moving her head up and down my shaft, instinctively I grabbed the back of her head and started fucking her mouth. She tried to take as much as she could before she gagged and pulled away leaving long streams of saliva coating my dick. 

I grabbed her ass, trying to pull her panties down, at which point she playfully smacked my hands away, shaking her head not saying a word but wagging her finger at me like I was a naughty boy being scolded, she pulled her panties to the side and showed me her dripping wet pussy lips, grabbing the head of my cock and rubbing it against herself, guiding it between her folds as it found her entrance for the first time. It felt incredible and warm, wet, tight and like a dream. She slide herself down on my cock, at first only able to get about an inch inside, slowly sliding up and back down again, each time taking another inch deep inside until she had all 8 inches buried to the hilt. I could feel her wetness each time she picked her hips up and pushed them down taking me into her, feeling her warmth as she enveloped me inside her. 

"Oh god Neil, yes, this feels so good." she said as she rode me.

I was so close to losing it right there and I think she knew this but she just kept going. I grabbed her ass pulling her closer to me, as she leaned down and kissed me deeply and whispered in my ear "I want you to cum deep inside me for your first time, make me yours, take what you need." 

Like an animal blinded by pure lust, I grabbed her hips and rolled her over staying inside her the whole time, she now lay beneath me. I paused for just a moment to take in the beautiful woman that lay on my bed, drinking in the sight of her naked body, my first. I slowly moved my hips not really knowing what to do, taking my cock moving it out almost to the head and pushing it back in enjoying the sensation. I started to pick up pace as I got lost in the feeling of the sex, starting to pound away at her as she gripped my sides digging her nails into them, it hurt but felt exhilarating and I went faster still. 

I could feel myself coming close, as I hear her start to whimper, biting her lips, grabbing me tighter, she wrapped her legs around my waist as I started to feel my balls tighten and my cock start to pulse. I blasted my cum deep inside her, it was so intense and her head tilted backwards as she moaned loudly feeling my hot cum coat her insides. After about a minute of non-stop cumming, my cock started to relax and the pulsing continued at a slower pace, I collapsed next to her as I rolled off of her, dazed and dream like. She moved next to me wrapping her arm over my chest drawing small circles over my nipples, kissing my neck, she knew she had just taken my virginity and she knew that I loved it there were no words that had to be said, she owned me in that moment. I drifted off to sleep, as so did she, when I awoke I found her still sleeping on my chest, this beautiful woman, who gave herself to me, I played with her hair lightly. It was my first time and it was amazing, I didn't last long and I had no idea what I was doing, but like a drug, I knew I wanted more and as my life progressed I got more, the cravings only increasing over time. 

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More stories to come, my life has been filed with pleasure and I wish to tell as many of my stories as I can. This is my first story, please leave comments letting me know how I did and any pointers would be appreciated to make future stories better. Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.



My First Time



This is my first story. I've been reading a lot of Literotica stories, which inspired me to write my own. This isn't one of those quick jerk stories. This has a build up of what actually happened, but there is some sex in this, and this was my first time in the sexual zone, so I hope you enjoy. Names have been changed to protect identities and everyone in this story are over 18. 

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My girlfriend and I have been going out for 6 months now, and suddenly I get a weird phone call from her. Here's what happened...

It was a Friday evening, and I just got off of work at Starbucks, then I get a call from my girlfriend. "Hey Jacob, I'm having a huge party tonight. You should drive here as soon as you can. I can't wait for you to show up! I love you!" The call ended. She sounded very happy about this. Usually she isn't the one going to parties, but hosting one? This sounded very fishy, so I went over there to see what was going on.

I arrived at her house with 5 other cars parked in her driveway with nearly 20 people outside and 10 inside. Suddenly, I felt two arms wrap around my chest and several kisses along my neck. I turned around and my girlfriend was behind me with the biggest smile on her face. "Jacob! You made it! I knew you would come! You never seem to disappoint me." She said as she kissed me and held my hand. 

"Come on inside I have a few things to show you." She said seductively as she put her hand on my crotch. Thoughts were running through my mind and my heart was beating rapidly in my throat.  

"What's happening? She's never like this! She doesn't like parties, and now she's wanting to get sexual? Oh man this is deep!" I thought several times. There was no denying it, I enjoyed this, but I've never had sex before. Neither has she. 

She took my hand and took me to her bedroom. Passing several party guests who patted my back and gave me encouragement. "Do they know what's going on between us?" I asked myself.

She closed the door, and went to her wardrobe and pulled out a lacy see through bra, and a see through pair of panties. She came onto me and took my shirt of and my pants while kissing me passionately. She pulled down my boxer briefs and said "Stroke your cock while I strip and put my new material on" she winked at me and she pulled her shirt off while she was staring at me slightly stroking my hard cock. She took off her pants and she was in her red bra and panties. 

I thought to myself, "This is it! This is the day I finally see her this way, and the day I'll finally get laid!" She reached her arms around and snapped her bra open. She motioned her finger telling me to come here. I went up to her and she said "Take it off." I obeyed, and slowly took it off. Her beautiful C cup breasts popped out of it and boy was I harder then ever!

She reached down and pulled her panties off, and put them on my head while she laughed. I took them off with a big smile on my face. I looked down and saw her beautifully shaped shaven pussy. 

"Do you like what you see?" She said with a sexy grin. "Let me show you a good time baby! I know I'm a virgin, but I've read some things on how to please a man. Lay down." I got up onto the bed and layed there. She crawled up into me and kissed my neck and licked her way down to my fully hard member. She licked the tip of head slowly before taking me fully into her mouth.

I moaned with satisfaction, "I didn't know she could do this so professionally, even though she is still a virgin." I said to myself. I wasn't complaining. After she was done sucking me off, she got on top and rubbed her slit on the tip of my head, as she slowly pushed her pussy onto my dick. We both moaned, and she kept riding me slowly and a minute after that she got faster and faster her cherry popped. Blood came gushing out and she screamed louder than ever before. I was about to unleash my load until she hopped off. 

After all the blood was out, she said "Maybe I should finish you off!" She sucked me off harder and faster until I exploded into her mouth. Streams and streams of cum filled her mouth. She swallowed it all and I was amazed of what happened when she hasn't done any of this before. I was happy it happened though. She got up and put her clothes back on and threw mine at me.

I asked her "how come you didn't put your new bra and panties on after you stripped?" 

She said "I couldn't wait to have you inside me so I skipped that and fucked you're brains out!" She winked at me and left the room.



My First Time



My first time was a long time ago. I had just turned 18 in 1966 and had never done anything with men or women other than jerking myself off. I had for some years however been aware that in the washroom at the city hall there were lots of notices written on the stalls and walls asking for or offering blow jobs.

I went to the washroom one Saturday afternoon. That wasn't unusual because all the city buses were centred at the city hall parking area. When I got down the stairs to the john my heart started beating faster as it had for the several months whenever I got there. When I went in there were 3 men in the room which stunk of piss and smoke. I went to a urinal and proceeded to take a piss while trying to see what was going on without being obvious.

An older guy, probably about 45 took the urinal beside me and as I pissed it was obvious he was looking at my cock. Not sure what to do I just remained where I was and then noticed that he was actually stroking his cock. I looked at him and saw that he had seen me looking at his cock. He turned a little towards me so I could see him better and continued slowly stroking his now half hard cock.

My own cock started to stiffen all on it's own and I know I was blushing like crazy so I hurriedly stuffed it back into my pants and zipped up. I left the bathroom and went back up to the bus stop area. 

The guy who had been beside me also came up out of the bathroom and walked over to me. He asked if I was heading to the south side of town as that was where the bus came for that area. I said yes and he offered me a ride. At that time hitch hiking was very common and so although I was pretty sure he wanted more than to just give me a ride I agreed to go with him.

We quickly got in his car and headed to the south side of town. He asked if I had ever gone to the tree farm on the edge of town near the Hydro plant. I knew this was a favorite lovers lane in the city on Friday and Saturday nights but I told him I had never actually been there. He offered to show me the place and I agreed.

When we got there he parked the car and suggested we walk through the trees. The place was actually a Christmas tree farm at one time but had gone broke and now there was a grove of Scotch Pines about 20 ft tall still growing there in neat rows. There didn't seem to be anyone else around as we walked back through the trees and after a while there was no way for anyone to see us from the road past the hydro plant.

Bruno, we had exchanged names in the car, stopped and said he had to pee. He turned about half way away from me and took out his cock and let fly with a strong stream of piss. I watched mesmerized, having never seen a grown man's cock other than my father before. When he finished instead of putting his cock away he started stroking it again like he had in the bathroom. I continued watching and he turned back towards me. His cock was not quite as long as mine but it was definitely thicker and I was fascinated by what was happening.

He asked if I didn't want to join him and knowing once again I was blushing I said sure and pulled out my cock. I barely had to touch myself before I had a full on erection. My heart was pounding as we stood a few feet apart playing with ourselves and soon precome was leaking out the end of my cock. Bruno came a couple of steps closer and commented about how eager I was and what a joy it was to be so young. Then he reached out and took the end of my cock in his hand rubbing the precome over the tip.

I groaned and he took my whole cock in his hand stroking it gently and then with his other hand he started to fondle my balls. I started thrusting my hips towards him he stopped me and said to take it easy and he'd make me feel good. Then he dropped to his knees in the pine needles and took my cock into his mouth.

I had never felt anything so good in my entire life. Bruno started sucking on my cock while holding my balls with one hand he undid my belt and then told me to lower my pants and jockey shorts which I did. He took my balls then and licked them sucking each one into his mouth then grabbing may ass with his hands he swallowed my cock right down his throat. When I started thrusting again he backed off and asked me not to and just let him control the pace. I stood as still as I could but my legs were already starting to tremble and I knew I was getting close to cumming.

I told him this because I wasn't sure what he would want to do but he just kept sucking on my and moving his mouth up and down my cock. I felt the cum rising in my balls and then grunting I started shooting my load into his eager mouth. He swallowed it all and kept his hands on my ass holding me there while he sucked out every last drop of cum. The pleasure was so intense I had to tell him to stop as the head of my cock was too sensitive right then.

Bruno stood up and I then saw that he had gotten a complete hard on while sucking me. He took my hand and put it on his cock and asked me to stroke it. I had never felt another man's cock before and wasn't entirely sure what to do but figured I'd just do what I usually did to myself. He dropped his pants to his ankles and then asked if I would suck him. I told him I'd try but I'd never done it before wand wasn't sure. He told me to take my time and not to try to take too much in as it would probably make me gag.

I got on my knees as he had and then holding the base of his cock with one hand and fondling his balls with the other like he had done for me I leaned closer and took the head of his cock in my mouth. I had tasted my own precum and cum before and was not surprised by the almost neutral taste of his cock. I was surprised though at how hot it was. I had never thought about the heat given off by a cock and although I had felt my own it was so different in my mouth instead of in my hand.

I'm not sure how great a blow job I gave him but it must have been at least adequate because after a few minutes and with me getting about half his cock into my mouth he started to groan. The he warned me he was going to cum and like he had done for me I decided to take it in my mouth. That led to the day's second surprise for me. Although his precum had tasted much like mine the tast of his cum was quite different. I realize now that just about everyone does have a different taste but as I said this was my first time.

After he finished he thanked me and pulled up his pants. I thought we would be through but he quickly grabbed my cock which was half hard again and went to his knees giving me another blow job. Oh to be 18 again and able to cum twice in half an hour. When I was done the second time we went back to the car and as we were driving away from the grove another car was driving in and I recognized one of the other guys who had been in the bathroom. Bruno informed me that it was a spot frequented by men on a regular basis something I took advantage og many times in the next few years.



My First Time



Author's Note: This my first story here, and something of an autobiographic fantasy. I've never been with a man before, but this is what I hope it would be like. Please review and comment-I really hope people enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it, I was rock hard the whole time. 

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I guess it was only a matter of time before something like this happened to me. I should start off by saying that I love women, I always have and I imagine I always will. But at the same time, part of me has been attracted to men since I was a teenager. I had a few drunken make outs with various guys, and once got brave enough to just graze a friend's dick with my hand, but nothing serious. That said, gay porn has also turned me on, and I think I knew somewhere inside that if I did something more serious with a man, I would enjoy it. In fact, I'm often mistaken for gay, more so by women and straight men but even sometimes by gay men. I wasn't sure I would ever have a gay experience, but at twenty-four, I did. 

I'm an average looking guy, I guess, a little short and thin-about 5'5, 125 pounds. I'm in decent shape, and am naturally tan, due to being half Spanish. I have a strong jaw, slender arms and legs, and kind of messy dark hair. I figured I would always be the smaller guy in any relationship with a man (and have been in most relationships with a woman, actually), but I was never into guys that were too big or hairy. I guess I wanted a guy kind of like me-lean, not femme but not a hunk. And it just so happened I met a guy like that at a party, Rick. 

This party was at a friend of a friend's that I had been invited to after going to see a concert. I didn't really know anyone besides my friend, but I thought it would be fun to maybe meet some new people, talk, and get a little drunk. I was wearing a white v-neck and jeans with red chucks and this guy came over to me, kind of a rocker looking guy-black shirt, dark jeans, rakish hair. He was taller than me like most guys are, about 5'10 maybe, and pale, clean shaven with one of those close cropped on the sides and back but longer swooshing hair on the front hairdos. His eyes were a dark blue and he had an eyebrow piercing. I'd always kind of wanted one myself, but it didn't go with the rest of my look. We started talking about whatever-the band we'd seen, movies, I introduced myself, telling him my name was Jim, basic stuff like that-I don't really remember. 

What I do remember is the guy asking me if he'd like to come back to his place, cause he lived nearby. I kind of froze at that and my natural response-"I'm not gay", came to mind, but couldn't quite make it past my lips. He smiled at my hesitation , and playfully slapped my arm. 

"I don't bite." What I said next also seemed like a natural response, but it shocked me even more than this guy hitting on me. 

"Even if I want you to?" I said back, a little nervous sounding. He smiled at that and reached down to take my hand. Absurdly, I let him. Holding hands with a guy was weird, I was so used to girls' small, soft hands that his much bigger fingers and kinda rough knuckles felt strange but alluring to me. Slowly I walked with him out of the party, hoping no one was watching us leave together. My mind was a blank-I could feel the gears in my head turning, but no coherent thoughts were coming together. What was I doing? Where would this lead? I didn't know, but part of me wanted to find out. I confess I was already hard-I've always gotten erections very quickly, and just the strange novelty of what I was doing plus the fact that a cute guy was into me, had my dick throbbing against my jeans. 

We walked for a block and a half, and went up to his room. I was quiet the entire time, still not believing what was happening, still scared. We walked up a few flights to his stairs, and he stopped outside his door. Then he turned to me and leaned in for a kiss. 

I'd kissed guys before, like I said, so I responded quickly. Kissing guys was weirder than girls, but it still felt good. I love making out, and this guy was a pretty good kisser. His tongue probed into my mouth, and I responded with my own, licking him and pressing towards his body a little bit. We kissed for a bout a minute before he pulled away, but not before biting my lower lip playfully. My breathing had increased slightly, and I felt myself blushing. 

He smiled and said, "Like that?" He said, referring to my earlier comment about biting. I just sort of stammered-I do that a lot when I'm put on the spot. He opened the door and led me inside. 

His apartment was nice, kind of sparse, which I like, but with a tiny bit of clutter-empty beer cans, some clothes on the ground. I closed the door myself, again surprised by my own actions. By this time, I was really horny, even if I was in totally uncharted territory-I'd never been in a guy's apartment like this, my only other kissing experiences with men had been at parties, with the safety of other people around, even if they weren't watching. Here I was vulnerable, and alone with him. 

Rick kissed me again, doing that stumbly walk backwards as we made out. I pulled away after a few moments and turned my head, offering my head up to him, and he licked, nibbled, and bit me softly. 

"Harder." I whispered. He bit down on my neck, and I knew if he kept up like this I'd have a hickey, but I didn't care. I ran my hands over his back, being bold and caressing his ass a little. He returned the favor as we kept walking. We went through an open door into his bedroom. It was dark, and with the light behind us blocked by me, I could barely see him. I just felt his lean body, was warmed by his breath and lips by my neck, and could feel my heart thumping In my chest. That's when he slipped a hand inside my jeans and rubbed my dick through my boxers. 

I moaned, kissing his own neck. His fingers stroked up and down my modest-about five and a half inches-member, and I kind of flexed involuntarily, causing my tip to swell up a little. Rick pulled his hand out and began unbuttoning my pants. When he finished, I stopped his hands and grabbed the bottom of his shirt, pulling it up over his head. At some point, I had decided I was just going to go through with this, and my growing enthusiasm was overwhelming my inner reluctance. 

He was shirtless and I quickly striped my own shirt off. Standing up on my tip toes, I ran my fingers through his hair and whispered in his ear. 

"Close the door now." He kissed me quick on the lips and did just that. As he did, I dropped my pants, stepping while taking my shoes off. He turned back to me just as I stepped free of the jeans, only in my boxers. Rick led me to the bed, sitting down with me as we resumed making out. He was getting more aggressive now, which I had to admit I liked. With girls, I've been more aggressive, but once somewhat subdued, letting a girl bite me, smack me, and scratch me all up while we fucked. I liked a bit of pain with my sex, and Rick was starting to squeeze my arms and back very firmly, reminding me that despite being thin like me, he was pretty strong. 

We fell back on the bed, and my fingers scrabbled for his pants. I had trouble with his belt-I don't wear them a lot myself, let alone take them off others in the dark, but I eventually figured it out. I pushed his pants down, and his boxers too in one motion. He chuckled a little bit at how eager he was and I smiled in the dark, and then I felt it, wrapping my hands around his cock.. 

He was as hard as I was, and I could feel the pulse of his heart through the big vein on his dick. He was big-not crazy pornstar huge (I had always liked watching big dick porn), but bigger than me, and thicker too. He was fairly trim down there, which I liked. Still making out, I rolled a little, going from being on my side to on top of him. It was tricky because of our height difference, but I aligned our dicks together, humping against him. I thought I might have felt embarrassed, since it was as obvious as it could be that I had a smaller dick than him, but I didn't feel that way at all. I just felt turned on. 

Rick rubbed his hands down to my ass, and squeezed a little, even giving my a little slap. I said, "harder", before I started kissing along his chest and collar bone. He complied, smacking my ass with au audible clapping sound. I kind of gasped as I nipped at his pecs. Rick wasn't exactly a gym dude, but he was thin but firm-a little bit of muscle but even less fat. I started to kiss lower, going from his chest to his torso, glad that he was smooth on his torso as well. He pulled my boxers down, and I shimmied, pushing them down my legs, so I could step out of them. 

Pretty soon I was there, just above his belly button and his cock, which swelled up. Bravely, I grabbed his cock and started really jacking him off-not just touching or fondling it but pumping up and down, my grip strong but not too strong. I tried to think about how I liked it. As I was doing this, Rick's fingers trailed along my balls, which were really sensitive, and my dick throbbed again. 

I couldn't wait, wanting this new experience right now. I kept my hand on his dick, but pulled it down to his base, my small hands wrapping around the bottom of his thick dick. Then I opened my mouth and stuck the head in, moaning a little at the taste. It wasn't exactly good, but it was strong-he was a little sweaty, and his head was so big my mouth was almost uncomfortably wide. I tried to go a little deeper, but it was hard, he was thick and dry. 

"Spit on my dick," His voice came from above my head in the darkness. I pulled my mouth out and gathered saliva in my mouth. I've never been a big spitter-I think its rude to even spit in public, but I let some spit dribble out from lips onto his cock, and even spat a few globs down along the middle and bottom of his length. Then I went back to work, this time sucking less and licking more, swirling my head around the tip a lot. 

Rick's hands came up and brushed through my hair, not quite gripping me, but definitely firm. I took this as a sign that I was doing a good job, and that turned me on even more. I started taking in a little more, but it still seemed to me that his dick stretched on for quite a while. I'd never seen one this close before, and the only dick I knew well was my own, smaller one. I couldn't get to the halfway point, but I was happy to do my best. I kept my mouth open wide, trying to let saliva build up and dribble out. 

My hands went to his balls, rubbing and stroking, and then I surprised myself again that night. I let one hand drift down from his balls to the skin underneath-which always turned me on when girls licked and touched there. Then I rubbed a finger along his asscrack. He moaned, but then pulled back. I was confused, and he stood up. 

"I want to see you better," He said again. I wasn't sure how I felt about that-with the darkness, and us unable to see each other's faces, it made this feel a little less real, and thus a little safer. But clicked his bedside lamp on, and I got my first real good look at his cock. 

He turned back to me, and Rick's big cock actually struck me in the cheek a little. I laughed and just marveled at it a little. Nearly flat on my bed with him standing up, his dick fairly loomed above me, and I saw the way it curved, inhaling at his veins and kind of pale (compared to mine anway) balls. I went for those next, sucking and licking them all over. I even gathered them in my hand so I could lick both at once, going fast back and forth. He was beginning to moan a little, and I looked up at him. 

Rick's hands were on his hips, his eyes closed, but his face tilted towards me. I moved back from his balls, licking all the way up his fat dick until I reached the head, jacking him off again. My own dick hadn't been touched in what felt like a while, but I was as hard-maybe harder-as ever. His eyes opened just as I swallowed his head, and we locked eyes. 

This was it. I was giving another guy a blowjob, barely an hour after meeting him like some slutty college girl. He was looking right in my eyes as I slurped on his dick, moaning a little-I loved it when girls did that, and judging by how he ran his hands across his face, muttering "Jesus Christ", Rick did too. 

"Fuck, you're good at that, Jimmy. Want me to return the...ugh, favor?" I'd never had a guy suck my dick before, or even touch it before tonight, but I loved getting blowjobs, what guy didn't. But I actually didn't want to stop sucking his dick, and I told him so. 

"Here, come over like this," Rick said, and he laid back on his bed, cock standing up. "Climb on and let me suck you." Sixty-nine was something I didn't do that much even with girls, but I liked it all the same-giving pleasure while experiencing someone's lips wrapped around my dick was an amazing feeling. 

Moving a little slowly in this new position, I climbed over to him, turning so that my back was to the ceiling and my face was looking at his dick. He had to kind of curl up a little because of our height distance, but then I felt his lips on my dick. His hands reached for my ass, digging into my cheeks and even brushing right against my asshole. My eyes bulged a little and I was surprised by how good it felt-even though I was a little scared he might decide to start fingering me. With a mouth full of his cock, how would I tell him to stop? Would I want to? 

I leaned down and started sucking on his dick, feeling weird to be lowering my head on it. At least I'd be able to control the motion this way, or so I thought. But Rick pushed my ass down, swiftly taking my cock into his mouth. I panted in pleasure around his dick just as he thrust up, fitting even more of his by now very slick cock into my mouth. 

Rick took a hand off my ass, giving me another, even hard smack that I squealed at like a girl, before bringing his head to my hand. With my dick deep in his mouth, he held me still and began to fuck my mouth. He was faster than I had been moving on him before, and I began to cough, sputtering a little. Honestly, this was what I liked to watch-guys really facefuck hot girls with their big at dicks. But I never thought it would be actually happening to me. I felt dirty, like he was just using me, and that actually turned me on even more. 

Just trying to please him, I opened my mouth as wide as I could as he thrust up, balls jumping, getting closer and closer to my face. Finally, I gave a sick sounding 'huurk', as his cock entered my throat. Oh my god, I thought. I'm deepthroating this guy's big fucking cock! And I fucking loved it. Deepthroating was so hot, and I wanted to make Rick feel as good as I did. I didn't stop gagging, but I didn't try to get away either, I just focused on breathing around this guy's big dick. At first he just held me down, humping the last few inches into my mouth with his throbbing dickhead lodged in my throat. My legs wrapped around his head, not wanting this amazing feeling-him sucking me like a fucking champ, and having him use my face like I had often fucked pussies-to stop. I gripped his ass a little, keeping my head still but letting him know how much I liked this. Honestly, it was maybe the best blowjob I'd ever gotten, and the fact that it was harder to breathe kind of turned me on. I felt myself getting close, and I ried to pull of Rick's dick to let me know. With a slurping noise, I got about halfway off his cock before his hands gripped my skull with a solid grip. I wasn't going anywhere and really, I didn't want to. 

After a few more minutes of this, I moved my own hips, getting ready to pop. My balls felt tight, and Rick must have known my orgasm was coming because then, just as I had worried about, he began working a finger into my ass. I t felt long, as long as a dick, I thought. I was wrong-but I would find that out (and so much more) later. It also felt incredible. Once or twice when I was younger and just started masturbating, I would finger my own ass, but I could never manage to fit more than the first knuckle inside. Rick was nearly bottoming out, and he touched a spot inside me so suddenly-I swear I saw stars. 

Inhaling around his dick, getting some of my own saliva farther down my throat, I moaned, again and again, blocked by his throbbing cock. "Uhmmm, uhmm, UHMMM!" I grunted, and shot my load into another guy's mouth. He stopped moving, but I didn't, thrusting into his mouth slightly and working my hands feverishly on his cock. Having come myself, I wanted him to as well, wanting to please him like a good lover. Again his hands reached for me, pulling me up by the shoulders from his dick. We rolled away, and I just lay there, panting, my dick softening-but only slightly. I was still really fucking horny. 

Rick leaned over me, his face looking down at mind. He looked even more handsome-his cheeks flushed, hair damp with sweat. I knew what he was going to do, and I was actually more ok with it than most things that had happened that night-at least before I really gave in and started acting dirty. We kissed, and I felt my own cum in his mouth. I had tasted my cum before-sometimes when I jacked off, I would lick whatever landed on my hands off, so I was kind of used to the taste. Eventually, he pulled back, and we both swallowed what had ended up in our mouths. 

"I want you to come for me, baby," I said. My voice sounded weird-I guess that's what they call cock mouth. My mouth still felt oddly full, and my throat felt weird, almost like I was hoarse. I meant what I said, though, I wanted this guy's fucking cum. I wanted to taste it, and I wanted to swallow it. 

"Please," I continued, knowing I was starting to sound more and more like a submissive guy, "Give me your fucking come." Rick smiled down at me-a dangerous smile. I'd given that smile to girls too, especially the ones that liked it rough. 

"Get ready, cocksucker." Rick said, his voice low. Cocksucker. Just hearing him call me that made me fairly fucking shudder. 

"Off the bed, sexy." He said. I moved like I was scrambling to rush out of bed from a late morning. I felt my feet hit the floor and almost stood up, but I sensed that wasn't what he wanted. Instead I got on my knees as he swung his legs over the bed, bringing me close to his cock again. I wanted this big white cock inside my mouth again, wanted to show him I was a good...cocksucker. 

He gripped my head again, and said, "Open up wide." I did, knowing what he was gonna do. Rick pushed his cock into my mouth, pulling me down by the hair as he thrusted up. He was really plowing my mouth now, and I reached under his ass, getting leverage between the sheets to slap his ass a little, trying to egg him on. His ass was nice and smooth and absurdly (well it didn't seem so absurd now) I wanted to feel more of it, kiss his ass all over and maybe even lick his asshole itself. That was crazy, but I liked watching pornstars do that too-it was sexy, because it was one of the dirtiest things I could think off. 

Rick was moaning now, and I could tell he was getting close, my saliva-it was more like drool at this point, my mouth constantly leaking-dripping down his dick and onto his thighs. "I'm gonna come soon, real fucking soon!" I wondered if he would pull out and shoot his load on my face. I hoped he didn't. 

Rick kept jackhammering my face, getting even faster as he approached orgasm. I moaned and groaned around his cock, sounding like a dirty whore. I wanted nothing more than to please this man right now and feel his come, his hot, thick wet jizz, in my mouth. Suddenly, I had an idea that I hoped would get him off even faster. 

Grabbing Rick's legs, I pushed his thighs up until they were fairly wrapped around my head, trying to push my head down farther on his throat-spearing cock. 




My First Time



"Oh fuck, oh fuck!" He moaned, sort of rocking his cock deep in my throat. All I could smell was his hot strong body, but I tasted something somewhere, in my throat I guess-it must've been his precome. 

"I'm fucking coming! Swallow it, fucking swallow it!" I didn't have to be told twice-or at all, really. His grip released as he thrust wildly, and I came up, getting his cockhead closer to the entrance to his mouth. I wanted to taste it, and he didn't disappoint, shooting a big load-the kind I usually released when I hadn't come for a few days. I thought it would be tricky to swallow, but it felt pretty natural. I have always been a loud drinker, and that was true now as I practically gulped his jizz down. I sounded like a thirsty man who hadn't had a glass of water all day. 

Soon-too soon, if you asked me, but that was just me being what some men would have called a greedy come slut-he finished. I swallowed one last time, savoring the flavor. His cock was softening, and I pulled off. Almost romantically-not that anything we'd done had been romantic, though it felt like that anyway-he had swept me off my feet-I kissed the tip of his cock, once twice, again and again like I was going to make out with it. Rick just moaned above me, and that made me feel kind of shamefully proud. I decided to take this night one stop farther, knowing I had to act fast or I would lose my nerve. 

I dipped my head down from his cock, licking his balls a little, and then damn well shoved my face into his ass. I couldn't see anymore, so it took a few seconds of kissing and licking, but I found it. Rick's fucking asshole. I licked my tongue around it, and tried to push it inside. It was easier than I expected-and I wondered if Rick had ever been fucked by a guy. He moaned and panted even faster, and I knew how good, overwhelmingly so, it felt when someone was pleasing me after I came.  

I slurped and licked at his ass like I was starving, knowing that if I slowed down, I would stop, and I wasn't sure if I could muster the courage to start again. So I ate out this man's ass before I pulled back, out of breath. 

"Fuck baby, you give great fucking head!" Rick said. 

"You too." I hesitated, but pressed on. "I've never done anything like this before. Uh, with a guy." I added, not wanting him to get the impression I was a virgin. He kind of went a little stiff in his legs and back, but then I looked up at him, our eyes meeting again. I was reminded of the taste of his jizz, almost like I was drinking it again. He smiled. 

"Oh baby, then that was amazing for a first-timer." I kind of shook my head a little bit, shyly saying thanks. 

I stood up, and Rick pulled me to him. We laid close, naked and sweaty, breath fast. He bit my collar bone a little, harder than I expected, and I moaned again. Then he said it. 

"Do you want to fuck?" 

***** 

Please let me know if you liked this story. I have ideas in mind for a sequel, but I want to hear what you guys think!



My First Time



My First Time... My husband and I had been married for less than a year. We had been dating for two years prior to our engagement. I was 24 years old and had only two boy friends prior my husband. Our sex life was great and I had no intentions of cheating. I've always had the attention of boys/men since high school and I guess I've always been a bit of a flirt. As I always seemed to have a steady boy friend, I never felt threatened and it was fun to flirt with others.

My husband and I both travel for work. I worked for a company out of Atlanta and had to travel their often for business. It was on one of these trips I was due to spend three days in Atlanta for meetings. I always seemed to hang out with a married salesman about 30 years of age during these trips. We flirted harmlessly and talked mostly about our families and work.

One night after meeting we agreed to meet for dinner at the hotel restaurant. He brought a client to dinner. The client was about 32, tall, blonde California surfer type, yet professional and also married. We had a great dinner and several glasses of wine. Dinner conversation was fun and we carried on about people at the meetings, family and experiences in school.

After dinner, we decided to go to the lounge and have some drinks. They were both very funny and kept me in laughing all night. We were flirting and the conversation turned to sex. As normal I didn't mind and didn't feel the threat of these married men. We openly talked about sex with our spouses. Thinks we like to do and didn't do, things out spouses were go at and not good at. They both told stories of crazy sex in college. Something I never experienced. I was hanging on every work of their stories and was felling very excited. My nipples hardened thru my silk top and it didn't go by the two of them. They were openly staring at my nipples as they spoke. I was enjoying the excitement at our table as the sexual energy increased. We were all feeling no pain when we realized the lounge was closing. My friend asked if we should go up to my room and raid the mini bar. At the time I would of normally said no, but I was having so much fun, and was pretty buzzed, my common sense fell short. I agreed and we head up the elevator. As I entered the elevator in my state I must of leaned back into the blonde guy and he moved his hands to my shoulders. I realized he was their too late and my ass leaned against him and I felt his bulge against me before stepping forward. I said excuse me as I realized he still had his hands on my shoulders. He removed them slowly and said no problem.

We entered my room and I had to use the bathroom. As I excused myself I told them to make themselves at home. I looked at my self in the mirror after using the toilet, I noticed how hard my nipples were and I pinched them and smiled. Such a tease I thought. Knowing with both of them here nothing would happened and I could continue to have my fun.

As I entered the room I could here the sound of sex, I looked around an noticed one on e bed leaning back against the pillows and the other on the far end of the bed. I was shocked to see porn on the TV. I laughed and asked them what the fuck? They were laughing and handed me a gin and tonic. The blonde guy started talking about the girl on the TV, bent over a couch, one guy sliding in her from behind and another standing behind the couch with his cock in her mouth. He mentioned that it reminded him of one of his experiences in college with a girl that was used by his frat buddy's.

I've never watched porn with my husband and had not much experience with it on my own. I was silent. I sat on the other edge of the bed and watched as they made comments on the action. I felt more excited than I ever have prior to sex. I was glued to the movie and felt my pussy tingle with excitement. I moved my legs slightly apart. I looked next to me and noticed the blonde guy with what looked like a huge bulge appearing in his pants. I thought of how it felt against me in the elevator. I must of been staring at it when he took his hand down and adjusted himself. He stared into my eyes as he did it which made me even more turned on. My friend leaned up from the pillows behind me and started to massage my shoulder. It melted what little tension and nervousness I had away. I went back and forth from the movie to the blonde guy, every time I looked at him he moved his hand down to his now fully hard cock in his pants to where he was just stroking up and down. He was looking right at me and jerking himself thru his pants. Not a word was spoken. I just watched. My friend moved his hand down to the top of my 34c tits inside my shirt. I couldn't move. I was so excited and caught watching this guy stroke himself so openly and listening to the movie in the back round I didn't seem to care.

He moved his hand down towards his balls and pulled up the length of his cock showing me his size..mmm he looked huge. My friend now took this gesture as a sign with my silence to move his hands under my bra and over my now very hard sensitive nipple.. I moaned and leaned back into him. My arms just dropped to my sides giving him better access and my body gave in. My eyes must of been closed enjoying the sensations of him playing with my nipples I didn't even notice the blonde guy know kneeling on the bed next to me with his fully erect cock in his hand. Stroking slowly. I reached up with my hands, one on his shaft and the other at the base of his cock and guided it to my mouth.

My friend moved me off the bad and the two of them stripped me of my clothes. They moved me to my knees and I took the blonde guys huge cock back into my mouth. My friend started to finger my pussy and told me how badly he's been wanting to fuck me for the past couple of years. The blonde guy tells me what a sweet mouth I have and asked me if I like his cock. I stop sucking long enough to scream "yes"! My friend puts the tip of his cock against my pussy and I push back at him as I need to be fucked badly. I can't describe the feeling as he entered me. I was pleasing both of them and cumming at the same time. I felt my friend swell up and announce he was going to cum. I told him he can't cum in me and he pulled out and came all over my ass.

The blonde guy picked me up with ease and set me down on the bed. You ready for me? Yes I begged. He entered me slowly as I begged for him to fuck me. He moved inch by inch inside of me until I was more full than I have ever been. I came two more time while he fucked me. As he was about to cum he demanded I take his cum in my mouth. I rolled to him as He shot the first load half in my mouth and half down my chin. I moved my mouth over the end of his cock and felt the next loads shoot down my throat.

We fucked all night and fell to sleep together. The next morning I woke up with the blonde guy eating my pussy. We fucked for another hour including in the shower.

Needless to say our meeting that day were full of smiles. The conversation with my husband that evening was full of guilt.



My First Time



I can't remember when it first happened. When it changed from me just going out for a beer with him, to me noticing the way his hands wrapped around the bottle, the way his tongue flicked the rim before sucking in a long, cold swig of beer. When it changed from standing on the deck smoking a cigarette, to me fixating on how his lips wrapped around the filter when he took a drag, the shape of his mouth as he blew out a wispy puff of smoke. I can't remember when I started to notice the curve of his hip, the small tuft of hair that poked out from the top of his shirt. When I first started to secretly glance his way as he stood next to me at the urinal. The way my heart would speed up at the scent of his cologne, the sound of his voice. The way that the manliness between my legs would harden if his knee brushed up against mine while sitting next to one another at the bar eating wings. I don't remember when any of these things started happening, but I do remember the night that he let me know they were happening to him too.

Now don't get me wrong, we are both family men. Happily married, kids, house, dogs, jobs, normal "All-American" dads in every which way. But that night in September, it all changed for us. My secret glances, the deep felt feelings I had suppressed so much. Those thoughts that I only dared to fantasize about while I was safely deep inside of my wife, they all changed. Everything changed that night, and I don't think I ever want them to change back.

It started as a normal Sunday. We were at the local bar, in our usual positions, watching the game. Our wives and kids were away, again, off on some crazy "family fun" pumpkin finding mission in the country for the weekend. We drank and chatted through the 1 o'clock game and through more than half of the 4 o'clock game, but something just felt different that day. Some electric energy was in the air. The bulge in my pants hardened at every knee touch, every accidental hand brushing. My heart jumped every time he spoke my name. I almost jumped out of my seat when he asked if I wanted to finish watching the rest of the game at his place. Of course I said, "Yes".

The beers from his refrigerator were barely opened when he approached me. I felt his hands upon my shoulders, his breath in my ear. He whispered something about how long he has wanted to touch me. At that point he could have said anything. I was his.

I never remember wanting anything as badly as I wanted him that moment. He brushed my hair away from the back of my neck. His lips ever so lightly caressed against me. His hands grasped tightly into my shoulders. I leaned back into him, letting out a sigh. His kisses became stronger, exploring all around the back of my neck. His hands were then sliding off my shoulders, across my chest and down to my throbbing penis. The feel of his hand through my jeans alone was almost enough to make me explode. 

He spun me around to face him. I could see the bulge in his pants matched my own. Our eyes locked as his mouth came closer and found its place on top of mine. His tongue meeting mine, his hands rubbing over my body. There are no words available that are good enough to explain the feeling to you. The feel of his 5 o'clock shadow scratching against my cheek. His hands tugging my shirt over my head. The feel of his bare chest pressed up against mine. The sound of my belt as his hands passionately unbuckled me, letting my pants fall into a puddle onto the floor. My hands moved quickly, helping to remove his clothes. And there we stood. Both of our naked bodies pressed against one another. Our penises growing with pleasure as they were pressing and bumping into each other, his hands and lips exploring me. My mouth and tongue eagerly explored back. The taste of his cologne is a flavor I will never forget. 

I reached my hand down and wrapped it tightly around his manhood. My senses taking in every ridge, every bump, my heart racing at the realization of what I was holding. My fingers explored every glorious inch and they stroked back and forth over his full length. I slid them down, allowing them to enjoy the softness of his balls, rubbing them, cupping them. My hunger intensified. I felt ravenous, hollow, empty. I needed to taste him, to devour him. On my knees I went. The feeling was so right, so meant to be. The way his head slide so perfectly into my mouth. The way my tongue knew how to act. How it instinctively knew how to find all his crevices, how to suck and lick him. His hands found their place on the back of my head. He gripped into my hair, helping to guide my movements and my speed. I never wanted to stop. It's a moment I wish I could live again and again forever. 

He came down to the floor with me. He buried his face in between my legs. His eyes staring into mine as he took my hard, quivering dick into his mouth. His tongue flicking my balls every time he swallowed me down. His fingers squeezing and pinching my nipples as his pace sped up. I tried to slow him, but he was determined to move, faster and faster. His fingers started to explore my ass, finding my hole as his tongue and lips continued to work their magic on my throbbing penis. I couldn't hold back any longer. The orgasm started in my toes and caused my whole body to convulse. Waves upon waves of pleasure overtook my body as every part of me emptied into his awaiting mouth. He moaned and swallowed down every drop, licking me clean. 

Without missing a beat, he grabbed my knees, pushing them hard down into my chest. He climbed on top of me. His mouth, still tasting like me, pressed hard upon my lips. My ass, drenched from all he had done to me down there was dripping wet with his spit. His dick found its spot. His breathing stopped as he guided his beautiful, smooth head in to my awaiting, hungry, tight ass. I wanted him so bad. I lifted my hips to help him enter. The pleasure, the pain, as he pushed into me. I let a small scream escape my lips. He kissed me harder, silencing me. He slide all the way inside of me, it felt as if he belonged there. His balls pressed into mine. Our bodies moved as one in and out, in and out. His hands digging into my shoulders, scratching my back, grabbing onto my knees for leverage. Faster. Harder. I wanted more and more. I begged him to move faster. I begged him to push harder, deeper. Please come in me. Please let me feel you. All of you. Use me. Come in me. I want to be part of you. I need this. Oh God, the feeling is too much. The pleasure is too intense for my senses to take. I feel as if I may go insane. Harder. Faster. Deeper. Until he finally delivers into me what he has to offer. I feel his warm juice filling my throbbing, burning ass. The feeling...is indescribable. 

Our breathing calmed. Our bodies resting on one another, weary from the work we just did. Exhausted from the overload of pleasure we just gave to one another. The last of our orgasms now leaving us as we lay in one another's arms, riding out those final waves of pleasure. 

I can't wait until next Sunday.



My First Time



This story is fiction, though I did spend a night in a fraternity like this. My thanks to my editor, Wicked Inside.

*****

There is one event in my sexual history that is seared into my memory: every sensation, every feeling, every moment. I remember and relive it often, but I've never shared it before. It came up in a counseling session, and I was asked to write it down. So, here goes:

I was a sophomore engineering student at one of the universities that had a fraternity for everyone, so I had pledged to the engineering frat. I really didn't fit. The frat was dominated by a group that just wanted to party. I think they all grew up to be technical marketing and sales; I recognize the type. Anyway, there were parties a couple times a week where the primary entertainment for the nerds was watching the party guys try to get into the party gals. Literally. Somehow, fucking a woman too plastered to know what was going on (we didn't worry as much about permission in those days — being drunk at a frat party was sufficient) never appealed to me. I found the concept mildly repulsive, and it was my observation that the practice was rather sad and mutually degrading.

Not that I understood women or was some great lover. I was a definitely a nerd and still a virgin, though I would never have admitted it. On most party nights I worked in a lab or the library, because you couldn't do a thing in the house, and would return about 11PM for a couple of beers and to watch the endgame of the relentless Pursuit of Pussy.

On this one night, the remaining gals, who could barely remain upright, were nonetheless able to recognize the stairs and change direction when anyone tried to move them in that direction. It was funny for a while, but the prime "I always get my girl" Lothario was getting very frustrated, and I decided to go to bed before I had to witness outright rape.

My door, on the third floor, was ajar, but that was not that unusual. These guys didn't much care, when they had a prospect in tow, whose bed ended up with the wet spot. I locked the door behind me and flipped on the lights. There was a sort of snort behind me, and I jumped. Stretched out on my bed was one of the more beautiful women I had ever seen. She was on her back, snoring very lightly. Her black hair was in a "Dutch bob," with heavy hair spray holding it all in place. Well, made-up face, classical features, big bulky sweater, one arm up over her head, slacks, and mid-heel pumps. Legs and hips were slender and looked very good, but I couldn't make out much else through the sweater other than she was certainly not fat. Given that she was still dressed, I assumed she had come on her own to sleep off one too many. I briefly fantasized about the possibilities, given the normal morals around the place, but remained a gentleman.

I shook her gently. No response. I shook her hard. Still nothing. I knew I couldn't attract attention, or attempt to carry her out, as there was a pack of wolves downstairs just waiting for this type of opportunity. I shook her again, harder still. Still no response. 

All of a sudden, I felt the raw, overwhelming attraction a predator must feel toward a helpless prey. I looked her over again hungrily. I had never been with a woman this lovely. I had no idea what to expect, what I would find if I explored. I wanted desperately to know. 

"Not this way!" I told myself, out loud. 

I noticed she had some mud on her shoes, and her shoes were on my sheets. To cover my conflict, I roughly grabbed her ankles and removed her shoes, one at a time. I tried tickling the sole of one of her feet. Her breath caught briefly, but then nothing.

Now what? My attention suddenly focused on an inch or so of her belly showing between her sweater and her slacks. Her belly-button showed. She was an "innie". I was suddenly hot with all of the unfulfilled sexual fantasies and desires of my young life. There was a fire in my groin. The predator came roaring back, and I was terrified. 

I wanted her to awaken before I lost control. I shook her again. No response. That seemed to make up my mind for me. I turned on the desk light and turned off the overhead light, which was shining in her eyes. I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at that thin strip of flesh. My breathing was fast and shallow. I was perspiring, despite the cold in the room. My heart was in my throat, and racing. I could feel an erection coming on. My mind was in panic: "Don't do this! This is not right! This is not you! No! You'll be caught and branded forever!" Every nerve was on edge, and in some sense I was more alive than I had ever been before in my life.

My hand wasn't listening to my brain. I watched in horror as my hand slowly moved to her belly. It hovered for a moment, and then slid down onto the exposed flesh, reaching just a fraction of an inch under her sweater. It held still, while I absorbed the sensations of the smoothness and warmth of that little patch of skin. Time stood still.

That small strip of exposed skin wasn't enough. As my mind screamed to pull back, my hand slowly pushed up under the sweater until it was all on her soft flesh. To make things worse, my thumb pushed down under the waistband of her slacks. In panic, I pulled my eyes away from my hand to look at her face. She still snored lightly and regularly, and had not moved as far as I could tell. I focused my ears on her breathing, to provide a warning, and focused the rest of my attention back on my hand. How was I going to get myself out of this?

I had touched a woman's skin before, but this was so different. I was in control. I had no permission; I was taking. I felt the predatory pressure building in me, and my erection growing. She was completely open and available to me, even if without her knowledge or intent. I was going to explode. And I was horrified by the thought that I was not yet ready to stop.

Suddenly, I needed to know what her breasts looked like. The bulky sweater hid everything other than the fact that they were there. I lifted my hand and her sweater with it. The sweater drew taught, and in the darkness under it I could just make out her bra. I got close for a better look and could smell her warm skin; I lost focus for a moment, and then forced my attention back to her breasts. I guessed the cups were about medium size. I needed a better view.

I lowered the sweater and checked that she had not moved. I kneeled on the bed and slipped my hands under each side of her waist. There was just a bit of room, and I slowly slid her sweater up her back as far as I could. I also pulled out a fold that had prevented me from lifting the front higher. 

I knelt there looking at her for a moment. My mind had given up protesting and was now just hoping that she would wake up before I went too far. But she just lay there, breathing regularly. I took the hem of her sweater in both hands, and bunched it up as I slowly lifted it to her shoulders. I was mesmerized by the stolen view of her naked torso coming into view. I could feel my heart racing and hear my heartbeat in my ears louder than her snoring. 

Her bra was translucent, filmy, the kind of sexy lingerie that I had seen only rarely, and that in Playboy pictures. I could just see the areolae and nipples through the material. I could see her chest rise and fall slowly. I could see every pore in her skin from her bra down to the waist of her slacks.

I gently tucked the sweater in across her shoulders, and then sat back and tried to control my own breathing. I straightened out my growing erection. I didn't just stare, I memorized every exposed square inch of her. 

I needed to know what her breasts felt like. My mind was silently screaming "Don't do it! Don't do it! Don't do it!" as I shifted up the bed to sit next to her chest. I watched as my hand reached out across her to hover over the far breast. The hand drifted down to lie softly just below her breast, then slid up to cup it, though it was smaller than what my hand could hold. I didn't want to cover the nipple. I was holding my breath, and glancing furtively to her face to see if she was waking. Every sense was hyper alert.

Very lightly, I slid the pad of my thumb across her nipple and back again, feeling its shape through the thin material. I stopped for a moment as I forced myself to breath. I slid the thumb across the nipple again, pressing much harder. Her breath caught; her head shifted slightly to the side; and I froze in a panic. Before my eyes flashed every time I had been caught doing something I knew I shouldn't do, and I went from simple fear to full fight-or-flight mode. But her breathing settled back to its easy rhythm and she didn't move any further. 

I fought my panic back down. Having escaped, you would think I would be smart enough to stop, but instead I felt emboldened. I ran my thumb back over her nipple. It was firmer and harder. I looked at it and could see it pushing against the thin, elastic, material. I drew a deep breath as my erection twitched. I bent over to kiss her closer breast, but stopped. What sense did it make to kiss a brassiere? I needed to touch and kiss her naked breasts.

I studied the bra. I slipped the fingers of both my hands under the bottom edge and tried to gently lift it. It didn't look like that would work very well. I had a flash of frustration, and then noticed that the bra had a fancy front clasp! A wave of relief, joy, and horror washed over me. There was the answer, but it represented a whole new level of involvement. In theory, at least, I might be able to get her sweater back down without her noticing if she started to awaken, but I could never get her bra re-fastened without her knowing it. My brain was now on fire with anticipation, while my conscience still tried to pull me back from the cliff.

Could I even refasten it at all? I'm an engineer; I ought to be able to figure it out. I gently grabbed each side of the clasp and gently twisted it, momentarily calmed by having a problem to solve. It popped open. I sat there frozen for a moment. I pressed the ends back together, twisting and pushing. For a panicked moment, it would not cooperate; then it snapped back together. I realized I had been holding my breath. I unhooked and re-hooked the bra a couple more times hoping I would not forget how if I had to do it in a hurry.

Now I sat there holding the two unhooked ends. I had a bad case of butterflies in my stomach, and my erection was starting to throb. I took a deep breath and slowly opened her bra like the doors to an enchanted room. Her breasts lay exposed to me. I let out my breath, and lay the bra to either side of her body.

For several moments, I just stared, memorizing everything about them. I cupped the far breast again, and again ran my thumb over the nipple. It rolled with my thumb, back and forth and around. It got very hard and tight, floating on the softness of the breast. 

I bent down till my mouth hovered over the near breast; I could smell her skin, and it made me dizzy. I licked my lips, and gently placed my open mouth on the flesh around her nipple. I sucked gently, and her nipple and some of the flesh rose into my mouth. I gently pressed the nipple against the roof of my mouth and rolled it back and forth with my tongue, just a bit. I could feel it fill and harden against my tongue. It happened so fast. I was intoxicated and excited.

I slowly release the breast from my mouth. The breast remained in that pulled up shape with the nipple pointed high. I shifted and cupped both breasts. I explored gently, memorizing every sensation as I squeezed, rolled, stroked her breasts. My erection was full and pressed hard against my pants. I tried to ignore it.

As I completed my education on what her breasts felt like, my eyes drifted down her body. Suddenly, I needed to see, and touch, her pussy. I felt another rush of both fear and excitement. My erection throbbed harder in anticipation. I had already gone too far to recover if she woke up, so what did I have to lose? My conscience just moaned at my folly.

I shifted down the bed and studied her slacks. There was a zipper on the side. I slid it down very gently, and peeled the front of the slacks down. I could see one side of her panties, hip-huggers of the same filmy material as her bra. I could see a part of the top of her pubic hair through the material. (No one shaved back then.)

With one shaking hand, I lifted the top of the panties and pulled them down as far as the slacks would permit. The hair was pressed flat against her belly. With my free hand, I started picking at her bush, taking curls of hair between thumb and finger and pulling them up, very gently, fluffing the hair out. My face was close, and I could smell some of her musk. My breathing was still fast and shallow, and my erection was still throbbing in time with my rapid heartbeat.

I sat up and studied the situation. Could I pull her slacks down? How to do it? I had another engineering problem. I stood and lifted her knees up and back over her. That rotated her hips. I slowly worked her slacks down over her ass, watching her face to make sure she was still asleep. Finally, the back of the slacks were out from under her. My erection leapt for joy, and a now familiar wave of anticipation and fear swept over me. My conscience reminded me I was getting way too comfortable with this and she could awaken at any moment, but I paid no attention.

Her slacks were down around her knees quickly. I settled on the edge of the bed and studied her panties and the bush and slit only partly hidden by them. I eased the panties down slowly until they were stretched around her thighs just below her crotch. I went back to work "fluffing" her bush, and smelling her musk. I was deliberately putting off the next step, and the anticipation was so intense I could hardly breathe. 

Something went bump in the hall, and I startled out of my focused concentration, jumping several inches, bumping my head on the top bunk. A fresh rush of adrenaline washed through me, and I was sweating so hard I had to wipe my face with my shirt. Nothing further happened in the hall, and I slowly got my body under control again.

I slid the panties down. There was a gap between her thighs just below her vulva, but not much room to see anything. The labia were full and pressed together. I needed to create more room. I slid slacks and panties down to her ankles and adjusted her legs so the knees were splayed out as far as I could manage on the narrow bed. I watched her face for a moment, and shook my head. I could not believe she had not yet awakened.

Here before me was the gold mine, the ultimate prize, the seeming whole point of existence, the Mother of us all. I stared. I knelt down by the bed where I could put my face close, one hand on her belly and one on her thigh. I breathed in her musk, with its predictable dizzying effect. I had long ago stopped thinking of her as a person. I ignored the risk I was taking, and memorized her untouched pussy. 

It was wide between the tops of her thighs, wider than usual I realized years later. Her labia were obviously very full, and at the moment sealed to each other. There was a depression at the bottom of her slit. I slid my hand off her belly, over the pubic bone, and cupped her entire vulva in my hand. Soft flesh, backed up by hard bone. I have a large hand, but there was room on both sides of my fingers. I started stroking lightly from the mons down over the labia, petting her pussy, literally. She didn't move. 

I noticed a drop of liquid form at the bottom of her slit and caught it on my finger. I rubbed it around between thumb and finger. It was definitely slippery, like my own cum. With my slightly wetted finger, I pressed gently into the hollow where her vaginal opening would be. The fingertip slipped in easily, and all of the flesh there was wet with her lubrication. I pulled the finger up, lubricating and separating her labia. It took a few strokes, returning to the well each time, to reach the top. 

I slid my hand down again, this time sliding my middle finger between her labia, all but burying my finger between the two fleshy pads. I could feel a hard lump where her clit should be. The tip of my middle finger reached the wet depression and I curved it in and continued pressing. It slid right in. I stopped about an inch deep. I pinched the soft flesh of her labia between my fingers. I moved my whole hand around in little circles feeling all the details. I pressed my hand firmly against her, and felt her push back slightly with her hips. She had stopped breathing. I felt another rush of panic, but her eyes were still closed, and gradually her hips relaxed and her breathing resumed.

I had been playing, but now I needed to see my prize fully exposed and open to me before she awoke. I slid my hand back up and then down with fingers to either side of the slit. I spread my fingers, opening her to my sight. I worked my hand gently, pulling her lips wider and wider apart.

I dredged up some anatomy drawings out of memory. There was the small mound that should be the hood over her clit. With my free hand, I gently pulled up the flesh above, and briefly exposed that sensitive organ. Below that were the inner lips, now filling and extending beyond the outer lips a bit. I could actually see them growing. I very gently pulled on them to encourage their growth, and then gently spread them apart. There was the wet, red, vertical slit of her vagina.

I memorized all this, and in particular watched another drop of lubrication form at the bottom of her vaginal opening. With my free hand, I caught the drop and rubbed it very lightly around the opening. I pressed the tip of my finger to the center of the opening, and watched and felt it slide right in. Slowly, slowly, don't rush, don't waken her; I was again holding my breath. After a few moments, my finger was completely buried in her. My brain was on fire. My stomach was in a knot. My erection hurt, a lot!

Now what? I slowly moved my finger around inside her. In all directions, her flesh gave way but never lost contact with me. Surrender without retreat. 

I couldn't believe how intensely this was affecting me. I had no right to be doing this, but I knew with absolute clarity that this was exactly where I belonged, one way or another, that this was "what it's all about!" I had arrived at the threshold of an awful and wonderful discovery. I was about to lose the last vestiges of childhood and become a man.

But not yet; not with her, here, like this. That final step would have to wait. I slowly withdrew my finger, watching it closely. I put it in my mouth and sucked it clean, tasting her for the first time. I was dizzy again with her taste and smell.

I stood and looked at her. Beautiful face, exposed breasts, belly, pussy, and thighs. My erection was pounding, in pain, and I needed release and I needed it now. I tossed my shirt aside, and took off my undershirt. I dropped my pants and skivvies down. My erection, my cock, had never been this large before. It bounced up and down in time with my still racing heart.

I gently wrapped my undershirt around my cock, as I had done so many times before. It was a little tawdry and inadequate, but under the circumstances was all I would allow myself. I grabbed my wrapped shaft and started a stroke. My hips jerked and I spasmed as almost electric shocks saturated my nervous system. The undershirt felt like coarse sandpaper, and I whipped it off and tried to bunch it in one hand so I could catch my cum.

Looking back at her nakedness, vulnerability, and beauty, I squeezed and stroked my cock as I imagined it sliding in and out of her just as my finger had done moments earlier.

I only needed a couple short strokes. I exploded, holding and squeezing myself over her open body. I tried to continue stroking, but the feelings were too intense and I jerked every time I tried to move. As the convulsions continued unabated, I lost focus, hearing, sight, knowledge of my own name, and my balance. I fell backwards, my hips landing on the edge of my desk. I had never had an orgasm this intense! 




My First Time



As it started to subside, I used the undershirt to catch the last few drops, for while the convulsions continued they were by now mostly dry. Eventually the convulsions stopped. I didn't lose the erection, but it no longer throbbed with pain. I finally could wipe the end of my cock clean. One small glob of cum and fallen on her thigh just above the knee, so I wiped that clean, and tossed the undershirt, pants, and skivvies onto my pile of dirty clothes.

I grabbed a pair of sweats and put them on, then proceeded to try to put her back together. After a couple moments, I decided that if she woke up now, I could claim to have found her like this and was just trying to help her, so I stopped being so gentle and the process went a lot easier. It made no difference. She slept through it all. It took a while, but eventually I had her as well dressed as I could, though I doubted it was good enough. 

I glanced at the clock: almost 2 AM. I had explored her for almost an hour! I killed the light and jumped into the normally unused top bunk, and lay in the dark thinking about what had just happened.

Something jostled me awake. It took a few seconds to figure out where I was and why, then I remembered in a flash. I looked and she had staggered her way out of bed. She was still not very stable as she slipped into her shoes. I wondered what she had had to drink, or who slipped her what type of Mickey. She had not noticed me, and I decided to stay quiet. The clock showed just after five.

Almost to the door, she stopped and swore vehemently, if in a whisper. She bent over, hands under her sweater, to adjust her bra. Then she unzipped her slacks and smoothed out her panties. She reached deep into the front, deep enough to cup her own pussy. Then, just loud enough for me to hear, she whispered "Just copped a feel, I guess." and appeared to shrug. 

In another moment, she had the door open, checking to make sure the coast was clear, and then was gone. She had apparently not noticed the door was locked on the inside. I thought about her reaction, and tried to absolve myself of any remaining guilt.

My life priorities changed that night. I now understood the power that sex had in my life, and the dangers of playing with it. I started paying attention to aspects of my life not involving electrons. There would be other firsts: first casual sex (one of the party girls had a mission to hunt down and eliminate all male virgins, and was good at it), first real relationship, first time making love, first time I experienced the joy of eating pussy, and so on. Each had its own intensity and memories, but in a complex context. Never again would I experience the pure and life changing power, intensity, clarity, and simplicity, for me, of this first First.



My First Time



This was my first experience and I thought of sharing this with all of you. Just remember no part of this experience was forced - It was completely consensual.

I am a male, 32 years of age and now I know I am a bottom. But this happened when I was about 19. 

My first climax in my life was with a HIM not a HER. He was our cricket coach and at that time I used to play for our school team. He was about 32 I think and I was just about to turn 20. I used to be one of the best bowlers on the team and he had been a bowler too so I guess he took a liking to me. He had even been selected to play for the national team but an injury had forced him to quit. 

(For people in the US...Please equate cricket with baseball and a bowler with a pitcher). 

Before I go on let me emphasize that he was a fantastic player and a very nice human being - In fact he was my hero. Everyday after practice I used to stay back and he would give me tips to improve. Anyways one day I sprained my inner thigh and he offered me to do a massage. And at that time - Neither of us had a clue about what would happen later. Anyways after practice I lay down on the bench in our locker room. I was in my briefs and he came over and massaged my thigh. I don't know what magic he had in his hands or maybe the fact that another human being had touched my thighs - I liked it. I had a hard-on for the first time in my life. Anyways we didn't talk about it.

After a few days I made another show of getting sprained and he massaged me again. And after that I think we both understood that he liked massaging me and I like getting massaged by him. At no time did we exceed limits and massages were just that massages. I mean now I know he too was getting excited, but at that time I had no idea he too liked touching my body. After a few days, he asked me to wear a particular brand of briefs as he said they are very comfortable. I wore them - of course I didn't realize that they were low waist and he could get to see a lot more of me. I used to wear shorts until then.

I remember it was my 18th birthday and I really wanted to spend time with him. So I met him again about 2-3 days after my 18th birthday and he gave me a gift - It was a brand new cricket bat. Anyways after that I guess I started adoring him more and more. By now our "massages" had started to get a little more personal - but he still had not touched me anywhere inappropriate. 

One day I was at hosiery shop with my mother and I saw someone had left a pack of panties near the bill counter. I don't know what struck me - I swiped that pack without anyone noticing. I was curious to see what women's panties looked like. One was red, another bright yellow and the third one was black. Both the red and yellow ones had white polka dots and the black one was basically sheer. After I got home I took that pack out after my parents had gone to sleep and I started to look at them. When I looked at them I realized how similar they looked to the briefs my coach told me to wear. I had an idea right then - and I just put them on. Dear God it felt so very good. My head started to swim. I took them off and well I could not resist I put them on again and went to sleep. 

I had a practice with the team in three days and by then I made up my mind. The next time I was going to see him - I would be wearing those panties. So the next time we were alone in the locker room. I excused myself and went inside to "change". He was waiting outside. I quickly put on the red pair.

I must have thought at least a thousand times before stepping out wondering what he will make of it. But anyways I was determined to go ahead and I wrapped a towel around myself and walked out. I lay down on the massage table. He was surprised I still had my towel on, so I told him to go ahead and take it off. He did just that and he saw what I was wearing. At first he didn't realize and then when he did - His eyes went round as saucers. I just shut my eyes tight and hoped he would not yell at me. Anyways the next thing I felt were his hands on my hips...playing with the waistline of the panties. I guess he was as fascinated as me seeing me in them, as I was wearing them. I slowly relaxed and well feeling his hands on my body and the panties on me - I started to get hard. Slowly his hands were on my thighs massaging me on my thighs I guess he wanted to tease me a bit more. He didn't do anything else. Just massaging my thighs. Maybe once or twice his fingers rubbed against me and each time it felt I received a massive electric shock.

I don't know how long I was lying on that bench, anyways after some time (it felt like a lifetime to me) he asked me to sit up. He sat down next to me and very shyly asked me if I would mind sitting on his lap. I was in a trance with seeing this fit handsome man wanting me as mush as I wanted him. I slowly moved up and sat sideways on his lap. I could see him close his eyes. I thought I was hurting him and started to get up. But he held me in place, assuring me everything was OK. He then asked me to turn around facing him. So I got up and then straddled him, now I could feel his intense hardness from underneath. I just hugged him tight and sat there and he hugged me back. We didn't know that we should be kissing or caressing each other. We just sat there hugging each other. My legs wrapped around his hips as he gently kissed my body. Especially with him kissing my neck, chest, shoulders and finally my nipples. After a while I started to feel cramped so I got up and just as I got up he pulled me back onto him. Now I was sitting on his laps but with my back to him. I turned around after a few minutes and asked him (I don't know how I had the courage...I guess I was just too far gone by this time) - I told him rather that I wanted to see him "like me". At first he didn't understand and then it hit him. So he stripped off his clothes as well down to his underwear. I could not help admire this fit man standing there in just his underwear. Finally he just laughed and asked me to stop checking him out and come down to the massage table. 

I walked up to him and straddled him again with my back to him. I gently started to move my hips around. As he felt my hips moving, I heard him moan. I was just too far gone by now and I kept grinding him under me. He had his hands on my thighs as he was now controlling my movement. I could not control my feeling anymore and I took his hand and placed it on my thighs. He started to stroke my thighs and gradually his hands came up between my legs, fondling me. I opened my legs a little wider and gave myself to his soft caresses. 

I don't know how long this lap-dance went on. But all I remember now is that I woke up because someone splashed water on my face. He was looking down at me very very concerned and I woke up feeling very tired. Once we kind of got back to normalcy, I asked him what happened. He later told me I started to moan and then finally I screamed as I came. My climax was so intense (the very first orgasm I had in my life) that I blacked out. I just remember going hazy and then a sweet sweet feeling of pleasure cascading over me - nothing like I ever felt before.

After that first encounter - we met regularly. We kept at it for almost 4 months and then he had to leave. He used to buy me panties to wear and well I wore them for him. But for those 4 months we always kept our bottoms on. He used to love sitting on a chair and me straddling him and giving him a lap-dance. But those 4 months were some of the most blissful of my life.



My First Time



I was 37 years old and had only tried to make out with a female once in my life and it wasn't a very good experience, which was probably because neither of us had done anything like it before.

I decided to place an ad on craigslist and after receiving several responses, I finally received an email from Rachel that sounded as if she was the type of woman I was looking for. We exchanged text messages for a couple of days and Rachel asked for a picture of my breast which are a size 38DD. I sent her a picture and she sent me a picture also with a message that read "I wanted to lick my phone when I saw your pic." We spoke on the phone for several hours that day and finally decided we would meet later in the day. We agreed to attend the fair which was in town as it was every November. During the latter part of the conversation Rachel asked me if she were to make a pass at me would I ask her to stop, and replied that I would not. I surprised myself with my answer since no female had ever made a sexual advance toward me, but for some reason she had made me feel comfortable with her even though we hadn't met.

We agreed to meet at 6pm and she texted her address to me. I showered and dressed comfortably in blue jeans and a blouse with a black bra and black bikini trimmed in red. When I arrived at Rachel's home I called her to let her know that I was outside.

We had a great time walking around the fair, as we talked as if we had known each for years. We talked about our jobs and family for hours until we decided we had walked enough. After the fair we arrived back to Rachel's and sat in the car and talked. Rachel asked if I would like to come in, to which I quickly agreed.

As we were walking to the house I was wondering what I had gotten myself into. Those feeling were intensified as I sat on one end of the couch and Rachel sat right next to me. While we were talking and watching TV, Rachel began caressing my arm, which was stirring all kinds of feelings. As my breathing became harder she asked if I was nervous which I replied no, I was too turned on to be nervous. After a few more minutes of her caressing my arm she leaned over and began kissing my neck.

At that point, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the softness of her lips on my neck. She started caressing my breast through my bra and blouse. She lifted my blouse and bra to free my large breast and licked both nipples before sucking them expertly, which caused moans to escape my lips. I'm sure my moaning let her know that I was ready for anything she wanted to do.

Rachel slid off the couch onto her knees in front of me as she continued caressing my breast while she started massaging my clit through my jeans. At this point my panties were soaked and I was at her mercy.

We moved to her bedroom and we both got undressed and she told me to lay on the bed. She laid down beside me and began sucking my nipple as she began fingering my wet pussy. My moans grew louder as I was nearing the point of exploding over her fingers.

I took a deep breath as Rachel slid down and buried her face between my legs. She slowly began licking and sucking my pussy like no man had ever been able to do. I didn't want her to come up for air. She kept going as I grinded my hips into her beautiful mouth. Rachel was working her tongue in and out of my pussy. She made me have multiple orgasms as she licked me into what could only be described as pure bliss. 

I couldn't believe another woman could make me feel this wonderful. She then grabbed a vibrating egg and rubbed my clit with it while licking my pussy until I came one last time in her mouth. Seeing my juices covering her face made me proud that I let another woman bring me to an exploding orgasm.

We laid together in her bed for a while before I got dressed to leave. Rachel kissed and hugged me goodnight and on my drive home I thought about how wonderful and satisfying this night had been. I can't wait to experience those feelings again.