Date: Tue, 20 Dec 2016 09:36:36 +0000 (UTC)
From: Las Vegas <lvnv2008@yahoo.com>
Subject: Our First Time

Our First Time, a Short Story

Bisexual Beginnings & Incest - Youth/Adult

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After the Olympics, a group of us stayed behind in Rio. We took a couple of
rooms at the Hotel Othon right on the beach of Copacabana, and partied. It
was the night before we were scheduled to return to the US that we sat on
the pool terrace overlooking the entire beach, drinking, and having fun
when the topic of secrets came up. One guy said he had no secrets, and so
we said in that case tells us about your first. Tim was gay and so it did
not surprise us when he giggled. However, his being so willing to tell us
his story did. Perhaps it was the booze because everyone told their story.

Tim's story: I was 12 and it was with my swim coach, a guy of about 29. He
and I had been joking about blowjobs for a while and I felt so grownup that
we could talk about something like that. Coach said he thought I would be
good at it, meaning blowjobs. He said it was because I could do everything
so well, and I was good at following instructions. After every practice
Coach would make us jump in the showers where we were to take off our
speedo and rinse them out. During this time he would stand just outside the
shower. He could see us but the water did not reach him. He would tell each
of us something specific to us about practice that day. He would not let
you go until he talked to you, and he would not call your name until your
suit was off and being rinsed. Somehow, I was always one of the last he
spoke to even though I was always one of the first to have my suit off, and
the night it happened, well the first time it happened, I was the last one
he called on. After my shower, he and I were the last to leave and as I was
drying off he smiled at me and said it was my lucky day. He came and stood
so close to me we were practically touching. I was completely nude. He
placed one hand on my ass and with the other fondled my dick. He said we
should have me try a blowjob. He led me over to a bench and sat while he
had me kneel in front of him. His cock was long and it drooped down between
his legs. He had me hold it, then lick it, and finally kiss it before he
let me put it in my mouth. Not that I was in a hurry to do so as it looked
too big for me to suck on. His cock was actually longer than my face. He
encouraged me, just like he did when we were at practice, to work on
getting it all in my mouth, which I finally did and so then he proceeded to
talk me through my first blowjob. I sucked his dick until he came and I
swallowed. After that he said how proud he was of me for being such a big
kid about it, and told me that I was not to tell anyone otherwise we could
not be alone like this special time anymore, and I remember telling him I
would keep our secret. I knew what we did was wrong, but I liked it,
especially being made to feel special to him. He had been kissing me and
touching me all over and I noticed he was hard again. He had me lie down on
the bench on my back and then lifted my legs. He used a little spit and man
did it burn when he put it in my ass. He told me to be brave and I tried
but I could not help but cry. After he came, and the second time after
coming from the blowjob, fucking me he lasted a lot longer, he assured me
that the next times it would not hurt as much. And the fucks I got didn't
hurt as much after a few times, but it took two years for me not to feel
any pain whatsoever as he had a big, big dick and I was small for my
age. He fucked me until I was 15, and by then he was having me talk younger
boys into becoming special friends with him.

Yvette: I was 13 and was helping coach return some stuff we had borrowed
for an in-house meet. It was just the two of us. As he drove the truck he
asked me to sit closer which I did. He touched me.  First on my thigh and
then my stomach. He told me I was beautiful for my age and I was going to
have a lot of boyfriends in high school. He also said he had a friend who
was the head coach at the university and that he was going to send him
pictures of me. I loved hearing all of that, and just let him touch me the
whole way there.  When we got to the place to where we were to deliver the
stuff the only one there was the owner of the place and after we unloaded
he told my coach he had to leave and just to make sure the door closed
behind us when we left and that it would lock by itself. Coach led me into
an office with a couch and proceeded to make out with me. I had never been
kissed before and I liked it. He told me about French kissing, and while we
did that he touched me like before only this time it was between my legs,
and my boobs. I remember being embarrassed that my tits were so small, but
he said they were lovey. I was feeling hot and wet between my legs. He then
began to strip me. He had me lay on my back and then put his face between
my legs. I wanted to cry but I did not want him thinking of me as a
child. I didn't want to cry because I was scared or because I wanted him to
stop, I just felt Iike a little girl with my body being so plain; no tits,
no ass, no hair down there. But he was like a mad man doing all sorts of
things to me with his mouth while he had his face buried in my pussy. He
stood and dropped his pants and underwear and I saw how hard he was. And
big. I remember it curved up towards his stomach. He took it in his hand
and rubbed it against my pussy and then pushed. The whole thing took only a
minute, I mean the intercourse, and he smiled at me and said, "OK, now you
are my woman".  I was so happy to hear him say that. He then took some nude
pictures of me for his friend at the university. On the drive home, he
asked me if I was feeling horny and I shyly smiled and he said it was
normal, and to play with myself so he could watch. I started slow but him
watching and my remembering what we had done made me climax. He said it was
too bad we did not have more time to fuck again, as he grabbed his erection
and showed me how excited he was.

Julia: My first was when I was 14.  We have a famous gymnastics coach visit
our gym, and like everyone else I wanted him to notice me. I even asked my
coach if he thought I might be noticed. My coach said if I wanted to be
notice I need to make eye contact, and stand up straight. Every time I
walked pass the man, I would look him right in the eye and throw my
shoulders back.  As I was passing him towards the end of the night he asked
my coach if I had what it took, and my coach said he knew I was
coachable. Afterwards my coach spoke to me and my mom and told us I had
been invited to work as a junior counselor at a summer camp the visiting
coach held every summer. It did not pay but there was no fee for my
attending, all I had to do was pay my way there. My mom said that might not
be possible as the camp was in Florida and we lived in California. I was so
disappointed I cried all the way home. The next day my coach took me aside
and said he had called the camp director who was this famous coach and told
him about my financial situation. The director said I could be his personal
assistant, and he would pay me something to help with the coast of the
trip. My coach said this was a great opportunity, and if I did everything,
and he meant everything the director asked, and came back and showed my
coach what I had learned, then my coach would also help pay for the trip. I
swore not to disappoint my coach and do anything at all at camp I was asked
to do.  At camp I felt so important being the director's assistant. At
night, all us counselors sat around discussing the campers and there was
drinking and laughter. I felt like an adult. The first night after everyone
went off to bed the director took me to his room and told me to shut and
lock the door. He called me toward him and then took off my t-shirt, my gym
shorts, my bra, and then my panties.  I just stood there like an idiot not
knowing what to do. He told me we, the whole camp, were a family and family
did not talk about what we did at camp. He then pulled down the covers of
his bed, laid out a towel for me to lay on and took my virginity. We went
to his room every night, and after the third night I no longer returned to
my room but slept in his room all night long. My sleeping with the director
all night, (who was 42!), was known to some of the other male counselors
and they told me they how lucky I was and that I would go far in the
sport. I felt lucky. When I got back my mom had to work and my coach picked
me up at the airport. He took me home and on the way, had me tell him
everything, and I mean everything. When we got to my house he took me
inside, there was no one there, and had sex with me. As he was fucking me
he said he and I were going to be doing this a lot, and by the time I got
to next year's camp the director would be amazed at how much my skill had
developed. I was not sure if he was talking about gymnastics or sex.

Ronnie: Technically I did not have anal intercourse until I was 11, but I
was 9 when my coach began touching me. I was good at gymnastics and he was
always telling me I showed a lot of promise. When we were out of ear range
of anyone else he would say things like I was also so good looking out
there the females kept staring. He said he even noticed some of the men
looking at my ass. It was kind of flattering, and I knew it was not to be
repeated. Coached touched all of us, but with me it was different. Coach
would pat or swat the other boys on the ass, but with me he was rubbing it
or holding it with a firm hand. I liked it so much I had to cover my
erection.  Although I was only 9, I had a dick like a teenager. He started
blowing me.  I would stand by his truck, and he would squat and suck me
till I felt my orgasm.  No cum came out and that made the feeling so much
more electrical.  He would always compliment my cock, but when I turned 11
he told he what a fine ass I had developed. That day he actually fingered
my ass as he blew me. The next day it was two fingers and then three the
day after that. Then finally he told me he felt I was ready to take the
dick. I mean he actually use those words. He laid me face down on the seat
of his truck, and kissed and sucked on my ass until I was squirming. He
said he could see I was hard and so guessed I was horny. I said yes. He
pulled a tube from his glove box, rub it all over his dick, and on my ass
and fucked me.  Afterwards he asked me if I had liked it and I said yes. He
told me he knew I was telling the truth by the big smile on my face.

Silva: I too was a minor and had sex my first time with an adult like you
guys, and I too loved it.  I belonged to a scout club run by a husband and
wife. He was a minister and she the choir master. I was in 7th grade choir
at school and she said too bad I was not old enough to join the church
choir. Then she suggested I join their scout troop, which I did and that
meant I was around them all the time. I was with them more than I was with
my parents. I have always had large breasts for my age and as I approached
13, my tits were bigger than any girl in my school. I was very
self-conscious about them, but then my scout leader said I should not
be. She told me they were a part of who I was and that her husband had told
her my breasts were beautiful, just like I was. I was surprised, even
shocked to hear that a minister would say such things. I was not even 14
and he was almost 50. But, she told me he thought I was special. Then she
suggested I be nice to him, and he could be real nice to me. That is how it
started. He was so kind and funny, and when he kissed me the first time is
was not on the lips, but on the back of my neck. He raised my hair out of
the way and as he kissed me he told me such wonderful things that I fell in
love with him. Later, when I started feeling his hands on my tits, ass, and
pussy, I felt kind of guilty because I liked it so much and because his
wife had been so nice to me too. But she spoke to me and told me he needed
to be loved just like everyone else, and so I let him do things to me. That
man had such a tongue on him. He would go down on me and I would cry out in
ecstasy. She was in the house and could hear me because she would tell me
how she loved knowing I was enjoying myself so much.  One time when he and
I had sex in the room and then came out she was standing right there and
she asked me if I had fun, and before I could answer, he told her I had fun
three times. And it was true, I had three orgasms. I was so embarrassed and
felt like a complete slut.

When it was my turn I said my first was boring compared to theirs as I lost
my virginity to my husband. I just could not bring myself to tell them the
truth. Before we went up to our rooms, I quickly jumped in the pool. I did
not want any of them seeing the wet spot between my legs on my bikini
bottom. In my room, I did not even bother to shower, and just laid on my
bed and began rubbing myself between my legs like my dad did when I was
young. As I laid down on the bed I tried to recreate how my dad used to
touch me, and it brought back those memories of when I was 12. My mom had
gone to care for my grandma who was elderly and as my mom was leaving she
told me I was now the woman of the house and to take care of my man. The
first week she was gone I noticed how my dad looked at me at night, and I
thought about what the kids at school said about lust and sex, and I was
sure my dad was having dirty thoughts about me. The idea that I was turning
him on was exciting, and so one night when he was laying on the couch I
went and laid with him. It was very warm and all I was wearing was a short
sleeve pajama top and panties.  I snuggled back against him and took one
arm and wrapped it around my neck and the other against my stomach. I
squirmed as if making myself comfortable, and soon felt him going hard. His
penis was big against the small of my back and I was so nervous, but I
could also feel myself getting wet between my legs.  I took his hand in
mine and began rubbing my stomach. When I moved my hand to his other hand
to get that one rubbing me too, he took the hand I had let go of and began
rubbing my leg.  I came alive as he rubbed me up one leg, over my groin,
and then down the other, and then reverse the direction. His fingertips
would follow the line of my panties along the legs and across the top. In
the meantime, with is other hand he began rubbing my stomach, along the
bottom of my breasts, and up between my breasts so that I would feel his
hand all around my tits. I felt his fingers going into my panties just to
the top of my pussy and gently massaging my groin as he moved his hand from
one leg to the other across the top of my crotch. I pushed back a little
against his erection, and then he moved down on the couch so that his penis
was now pointing at my ass. He squeezed my tit, and blew in my ear. I
moaned and I mean loud. He laid me on my back and got over me, kissing my
face, neck, breasts, stomach, groin. I was really into an uncontrollable
squirm. As he sucked on my groin I felt him pulled at my panties and I told
him not that. He said he only wanted to kiss and lick me down there a bit,
and so I raised my hips and my panties came off. He was not lying about
kissing me and licking me down there, but he was lying about it being just
a bit. He did it a lot and it was intense. I remember spreading my legs
really wide and raising my hips to meet his tongue, and at some point, the
tongue was replaced by his penis. I didn't notice when it happened but I
did notice when he entered me. The penetration happened all at once. From
the tip of the head to the bottom of the shaft.  He fucked me almost all
night and then every night after that until my mom came home, and by the
time she was back, boy was I really good at getting fucked. One last
thought: After my mom was back my dad noticed I was a little bummed out
that we could not fuck as much. He pulled me aside and said not to worry,
now that I knew to spread my legs, the boys in school would line up to make
me a very popular girl.