Let's hear about your first time with your current/last partner...

[jason_jenn]

We've all heard about first time encounters... Some were sexy and unforgetable; some mundane; and some,well, we just wish we could forget... But after a partner or ten, we tend to know what we want to experience, what feels right, who we chose to do it with, and why... So everybody, let's hear your stories! Perhaps, sometime in the future we could maybe vote on the best of them! Now that sounds like fun!!

 

[College_geek]

I hope my boyfriend is alright with me telling all of this. ^_^ Our first time (and when I say first I mean first together and first of all time) was recently- last May 31 (our 4th anniversary). I had this phobia, almost, of sex. I had made a vow to myself years ago that I was going to wait till marriage, but it was mostly out of my lack of self-confidence. I felt that it wouldn't be hard at all because no man would ever want to have sex with me.

Anyway, about a week before our anniversary, he tells me that he used to want to abstain like me, but for the last 2 years, he had wanted to have sex with me but never told me for fear of pressuring me. After a week of discussing it and me digging into my psyche, we decided to go through with it.

I had a fairy tale view of what losing my virginity should be, and he tried to make that come true as much as possible. I made him dinner and dessert and he lit some candles and changed his bed sheets to nice flower prints. It was very romantic and very touching. We had a lot of foreplay to get me ready and we took things very slow in case I wanted to stop at any point. It was very romantic and very sensual and very good. It was everything I had ever dreamed.

Of course now we just fuck as much as we can since I go to school 3.5 hours away from home. So this weekend...oh I'll be a tired girl by Sunday night.

 

[jason_jenn]

I hope my boyfriend is alright with me telling all of this. ^_^ Our first time (and when I say first I mean first together and first of all time) was recently- last May 31 (our 4th anniversary). I had this phobia, almost, of sex. I had made a vow to myself years ago that I was going to wait till marriage, but it was mostly out of my lack of self-confidence. I felt that it wouldn't be hard at all because no man would ever want to have sex with me.

Anyway, about a week before our anniversary, he tells me that he used to want to abstain like me, but for the last 2 years, he had wanted to have sex with me but never told me for fear of pressuring me. After a week of discussing it and me digging into my psyche, we decided to go through with it.

I had a fairy tale view of what losing my virginity should be, and he tried to make that come true as much as possible. I made him dinner and dessert and he lit some candles and changed his bed sheets to nice flower prints. It was very romantic and very touching. We had a lot of foreplay to get me ready and we took things very slow in case I wanted to stop at any point. It was very romantic and very sensual and very good. It was everything I had ever dreamed.

Of course now we just fuck as much as we can since I go to school 3.5 hours away from home. So this weekend...oh I'll be a tired girl by Sunday night.

Wow! CG! That was more detailed than I expected, but I'm glad you shared with us. I always thought first times (ever) were 'not-so-great', but you have opened my eyes to the possibility that if done right and through caring and proper preparation, it can turn out great! Good for you two!

editted to say: Love the new AV, CG!

 

[College_geek]

Wow! CG! That was more detailed than I expected, but I'm glad you shared with us. I always thought first times (ever) were 'not-so-great', but you have opened my eyes to the possibility that if done right and through caring and proper preparation, it can turn out great! Good for you two!

Yeah, I didn't want it to be that not-so-great type of memory, especially since our first kiss was crap (but makes for a funnt story).

editted to say: Love the new AV, CG!

It's actually about 2 years old. I just like it, it's been a while since I've whipped it out, and I don't have anything new to put up (yet). Glad you like it, though.

 

[lizzard26]

My husband (married 8 years, together 11) totally remembers the first BJ I gave him. I think I took him by surprise when I pulled his pants down, without warning, as we were just watching TV at my mom's house and sucked him off. It was late, we were dating a few weeks and had only really done A LOT of making out. He still wonders if he was supposed to tell me when he was cumming. To his pleasure and mine, I swallowed.

 

[jason_jenn]

My husband (married 8 years, together 11) totally remembers the first BJ I gave him. I think I took him by surprise when I pulled his pants down, without warning, as we were just watching TV at my mom's house and sucked him off. It was late, we were dating a few weeks and had only really done A LOT of making out. He still wonders if he was supposed to tell me when he was cumming. To his pleasure and mine, I swallowed.

Bravo! Sweet Liz!! Jenn has surprised me from time to time as well... You ladies are so good at doing that to us guys! How are you tonight?

 

[lizzard26]

Bravo! Sweet Liz!! Jenn has surprised me from time to time as well... You ladies are so good at doing that to us guys! How are you tonight?

We're doing well. And with a little help from Lit (and the terrific people here) we will be doing even better in a little while

How about you?

 

[jason_jenn]

We're doing well. And with a little help from Lit (and the terrific people here) we will be doing even better in a little while

How about you?

Excellent with the exception of home sickness, but it usually sets in about threre or four days back to school after a wonderful weekend with Jenn... Ony 10 more days to going home again, so not so bad.

 

[posterOfAgirl]

the first time with my last boyfriend was very sweet. i am kinda shy at first. I was blushing and downcasting my eyes but he just lifted my chin and told me to look him in the eye and gazed into mine and gave this big silly grin that made me smile and broke my hesitency....it was really nice but in the heat of passion i knocked his glasses off and put a big crack in them

 

[fieryjen]

My first time with my current boyfriend, S. was quite memorable. I won't go into too much detail, but I'll outline it.

It was a bit of a strange situation for both of us, because so far, we had only made out very innocently, never really seen each other completely naked, and on top of that, I had already talked to him about the fact that I am a submissive and wasn't sure if I could be with anyone who was not dominant (which is why he somewhat reluctantly agreed to try it in the first place). I mean, S. used to be (at that point) a fairly devout catholic, straight up vanilla kind of guy. So he was nervous because this was something pretty different for him, and I was nervous of fucking up and scaring him away by maybe being too wild or too submissive.

He finally just decided to stick to what he knew, so he made dinner, lit some candles and all of that. My ex, the only other guy I ever slept with, had never made that big a deal about it, so I was pretty flattered. I tried to make him comfortable, and gave him what he still fondly refers to as the best blowjob of his life ( ). Even though the night did end up being very vanilla, apart from a bit of hairpulling, it's still a very fond memory.

Ya know, now that I've thought back to it, I need to go tease S. about it. Considering how the boy will now tie me up and give me a good beating in ten seconds flat, he's really come a long way.

 

[jason_jenn]

Thanks, PosterOfAgirl and fieryjen!! Both great stories! Sounds like you both have had wonderful experiences. Thank you for sharing them!

 

[jonstable]

First time with my girlfriend, was actually only the second time we'd kissed. We were both far too shy, despite having fancied each other and spent pretty much everyday together it took us 6 months to get together. We both came back from easter break at uni, hadn't seen each other for a couple of weeks (tho we only live 10 miles apart). Went on a night out to a club with friends, they were all telling us to get together....still too shy. Took a taxi back to hers at the end of the night, and after about, ooh, 30 seconds of getting in the house we were stripping one another naked. Had sex for about three hours solidly. Kind of glad we waited though, meant that we had more than just the physical attraction, took (and still does take) sex to a whole new level!
As for her first BJ, well, we were in a room with a couple of her best mates, all sleeping on couches and the floor. she hadn't wanted to do Oral at all for six months; so there I was falling asleep, when suddenly she started moving down, took me in her mouth and sucked me till I came. Can safely say it was the best blowjob ever!
Well, thanks for letting me share that with you

 

[whogonnawin1]

The frist time for me and with my wife was that type you talk about when referring to the bad ones... but ever since then it's been awesome.

I'll never forget the frist blowjob though, I had no idea what to do, nor if I should tell her when i was going to cum... She hasn't minded since!

 

[Who27]

First time ever was on a blanket in the woods while it was raining...a spider ran onto the blanket and I picked it up and threw it away...it wasn't massive huge...but neither was it teeny-weeny...my gf (at the time) asked what I was doing and I said "just brushing away some leaves"...and so we kept at it...had she really known....mood killer for sure!


I told her later...she laughed.

 

[jason_jenn]

Wow! Reading some of these posts are better than reading some of the stories I've been through! Excellent! Thanks to everyone who has submitted so far!

Keep rockin' and rollin'!

 

[diamondjim]

nice thread, how about blanket at a public beach

I'm a writer of romatic erotic stories, but I only post in my thread. My first time was when I was stationed in Newport, RI. Living in a barracks there was no privacy and back then not much pay for a hotel. The girl I was dating was very shy so we kissed and petted a lot at the drive in. She was always holding my hand and pulling towards her to kiss me, with a slip of the tongue that was a super tease. One night out of the blue she asked if we could go down to 3rd beach and watch the surf. It was a warm summer night, with a full moon. So we took out a sheet from my room and spread it out between two sand dunes, with a clear view of the waves crashing onto the breakers. I was kissing her neck and lightly touching her breast, feeling her nipple begining to swell. Suddenly she sat up, pushed me flat on my back and pulled her top and bra of in one swift motion. She then kisssed me, sliding up to press her breast into my face. As I beagan to lick and suck on her nipples she slide her hand into my shorts pulling oput my very swollen cock for the very first time. When I reached up to her skirt i found she had puleed off her panties when we left the car and she was dripping down the insides of her legs, coating my fingers which I eagerly tasted. I'm still a virgin she whisphered, she took my hand, still covered in her juices and spread it over my cockhead. Then without another word moved over to place my very thick cock against her maiden head. I just layed there obsorbing her beauty and felt the hot, tight squeezeas she slide down my shaft, stoping only for a second, with a small whimper, as her hyman broke letting all my desire slide firmly inside of her. She must have been extreemly teased beacuse I just barely taped her clit and she began to buck and grind into me like we had been having sex for years. When I exploded into her she kept sayig "Gawd, so good, soooo good". I miss that passion, which is why I wrote.

 

[Explaura]

My dennnnsity

The first time with my most recent lover/partner was slightly amazing. I tend to chalk it up to destiny. I had broken up with my ex about 2 months earlier and I was still living in the town I had ill advisedly moved to to be with him. I only had a handfull of friends and it was basically a really rough time. I was depressed and lonely.. One Wednesday night (the first night of my weekend)I decided that I realllly needed to get out of the house and find some human interaction so I thought I'd go to the local sca fight practice and watch. I took a craft project with me.. Because I'm that kinda girl. It was downtown so I took the bus. Now I should mention that while I am somewhat uninhibited, I am also pretty shy normally. I really just don't talk to strangers, and I took the bus just about everywhere I went.. So that's a lot of strangers not to talk to. But there was this guy who got on a few stops later that I just felt I had to talk to. On the one hand.. I was lonely and he was kinda hot.. but on the other hand, I really felt I almost recogised him. He was reading a novel, I asked him what his book was about.

To my surprise, he didn't answer me.. he just showed me the back of the book. I nodded, and asked if it was any good.. he nodded to indicate it was. I figured the not saying anything was a hint.. so I went back to my craft which was luceting.. Its a scandinavian braiding thingy.. After about a minute.. the guy passes me a note asking about that. I told him what it was and he passed me more notes.. Finally I broke down and asked him if he could speak. He wrote that he had decided to take a vow of silence. How unusual I thought. I immediately had a million questions. However he was just getting up to leave the bus. he made eye contact and jerked his head to say.. let's go. Well. I did have plans, and I really didn't know anything about this person.. but I am up for an adventure and we were getting off in a well populated shopping center, so I gathered my purse and got off.

We went to a Borders and "talked" for about an hour. It turned out he was a homeless guy, traveling the US, trying to learn about himself and others. He had taken a vow of silence and a vow of celibacy. He was kindof scruffy, but not dirty and about 6 years older than me. We both liked poetry and he said that "much ado about nothing" was one of his favorite movies. I own it.. I told him that, and he asked If I wanted to go watch it. Well. I was pretty nervous about inviting him over. He was a weird homeless guy that I had just met on a bus. But I got such a good vibe from him.. And I was so lonely. It was so exciting to talk to him. I made him promise he wasn't going to stab me.. (he pulled out a giant knife which didn't make me feel better) but he smiled and promised. and I had made up my mind. So we got back on the bus and took him home.

That night nothing happened. I sat on the floor and he sat on the couch.. And I went to bed in the other room. The next day was my weekend.. So we went out to make the most of it. He taught me how to sneak into the dollar movie theatre and pulled out cans of soup which we opened and ate while watching.. A definate first. We hiked up the butte and looked at the city. We met a hippy who smoked us out in the bushes. We went to the library. I got chinese take out and a bottle of wine. We came home that night after having more fun than I had months and months. He hadn't said a word but he had been such a gentleman.

While we were watching the video my head rested on his shoulder, and his arm was around mine. We snuggled closer.. and closer.. I felt his hands move on my body millimeter by milimeter, such a tease. He had told me he had a vow of celibacy. But that couldn't mean kissing. I felt guilty anyway when I kissed him. After that.. the movie was lot its interest for us. I didn't want to ruin his vow though so I asked permission at each step. "Is it ok if I touch you here.." "Can I open your pants?" "Would you mind if I kissed it?" He didn't stop me. And of course he was responding in kind: touching, kissing, our clothing dissapeared. Finally he stopped to grab his notepad. "Do you have condoms?" I did. And I wasn't going to ask any more questions, this was what I wanted, and I wanted it soooo bad. And so yeah.

He stayed the next 2 days.. and 2 nights. But then I had to go back to work, and he had to travel on up the highway to meet his friends. I didn't know If I would ever see him again. He didn't have an address or phone number for me to keep. I gave him my e-mail. I was sad to see him go. but my life was turned upside down. All of a sudden I wasn't lonely and depressed. I had energy and enthusiasm for everything in my life. I felt like he was the medicine for what I had had wrong with me. And incidentally I did see him again. Infact all that happened in 2002 and he just called while I was writing this. We dated for a year or two, shared many adventures, but ultimately ended up best as friends. Now he is a law student in the town where I live, has a great girlfriend and is still a remarkable person.

Oh yeah. he also introduced me to the stories on Lit.
So that was my somewhat long winded account of our first time.

 

[tathanboy]

Great story Laura !!!! Glad to see you are abck from Holiday - how did it go? Sounds like you had a very good time o the bus and after !!

 

[bigredboston]

My first time with my current boyfriend, S. was quite memorable. I won't go into too much detail, but I'll outline it.

It was a bit of a strange situation for both of us, because so far, we had only made out very innocently, never really seen each other completely naked, and on top of that, I had already talked to him about the fact that I am a submissive and wasn't sure if I could be with anyone who was not dominant (which is why he somewhat reluctantly agreed to try it in the first place). I mean, S. used to be (at that point) a fairly devout catholic, straight up vanilla kind of guy. So he was nervous because this was something pretty different for him, and I was nervous of fucking up and scaring him away by maybe being too wild or too submissive.

He finally just decided to stick to what he knew, so he made dinner, lit some candles and all of that. My ex, the only other guy I ever slept with, had never made that big a deal about it, so I was pretty flattered. I tried to make him comfortable, and gave him what he still fondly refers to as the best blowjob of his life ( ). Even though the night did end up being very vanilla, apart from a bit of hairpulling, it's still a very fond memory.

Ya know, now that I've thought back to it, I need to go tease S. about it. Considering how the boy will now tie me up and give me a good beating in ten seconds flat, he's really come a long way.

Wow, very very nice, very lucky for the two of you, that things are working out well!

 

[richard_daily]

First time, recently, with a woman who I met who works at a museum. She told me she was quite nerdy, and being that I like a woman with great intelligence, I promptly asked her out...

We were planning a picnic, but the weather wasn't too hot, so she proposed a picnic indoors... which I thought was a novel idea.

So I spent part of the day cooking, preparing my place and by the time I picked her up from the train, I had lit the room with candles and set a blanket in the middle of my living room floor and had fresh flowers to decorate the place and make it seem a bit less like a tiny bachelor pad.

She was extremely smart, funny, and outgoing. at one point she claimed she was 5'4, and I said I didn't believe her, and asked her to stand up for me so I could check (I'm a little over 5'9"). Well, standing next to her, I naturally had to hug her, and then let her know she was quite huggable (which she was, I don't lie about things like that)... she told me it was a ploy, which it honestly wasn't.

From there, she moved the table out of the way and we lay on the blankets talking for a bit, and then she pretty much pounced on me, which was wonderful. It's been a long time since a woman put the moves on me and I absolutely love it.

We ended up making out for over 2 hours, and I took her into my bedroom where clothes were quickly shed. I don't typically feel comfortable sleeping with someone on the first date, but I certainly would have with her would I have had condoms (I wasn't prepared for things to go so well). We would alternate between gentle kissing, passionate kissing, and gentle caresses. Repeating the cycle over and over. She would just lie in my arms and it felt absolutely perfect. Much more kissing, fondling, rubbing, sucking, and licking ensued, and needless to say, she was most certainly one of the most physically compatible people I've ever been with.

 

[richard_daily]

The first time with my most recent lover/partner was slightly amazing. I tend to chalk it up to destiny. I had broken up with my ex about 2 months earlier and I was still living in the town I had ill advisedly moved to to be with him. I only had a handfull of friends and it was basically a really rough time. I was depressed and lonely.. One Wednesday night (the first night of my weekend)I decided that I realllly needed to get out of the house and find some human interaction so I thought I'd go to the local sca fight practice and watch. I took a craft project with me.. Because I'm that kinda girl. It was downtown so I took the bus. Now I should mention that while I am somewhat uninhibited, I am also pretty shy normally. I really just don't talk to strangers, and I took the bus just about everywhere I went.. So that's a lot of strangers not to talk to. But there was this guy who got on a few stops later that I just felt I had to talk to. On the one hand.. I was lonely and he was kinda hot.. but on the other hand, I really felt I almost recogised him. He was reading a novel, I asked him what his book was about.

To my surprise, he didn't answer me.. he just showed me the back of the book. I nodded, and asked if it was any good.. he nodded to indicate it was. I figured the not saying anything was a hint.. so I went back to my craft which was luceting.. Its a scandinavian braiding thingy.. After about a minute.. the guy passes me a note asking about that. I told him what it was and he passed me more notes.. Finally I broke down and asked him if he could speak. He wrote that he had decided to take a vow of silence. How unusual I thought. I immediately had a million questions. However he was just getting up to leave the bus. he made eye contact and jerked his head to say.. let's go. Well. I did have plans, and I really didn't know anything about this person.. but I am up for an adventure and we were getting off in a well populated shopping center, so I gathered my purse and got off.

We went to a Borders and "talked" for about an hour. It turned out he was a homeless guy, traveling the US, trying to learn about himself and others. He had taken a vow of silence and a vow of celibacy. He was kindof scruffy, but not dirty and about 6 years older than me. We both liked poetry and he said that "much ado about nothing" was one of his favorite movies. I own it.. I told him that, and he asked If I wanted to go watch it. Well. I was pretty nervous about inviting him over. He was a weird homeless guy that I had just met on a bus. But I got such a good vibe from him.. And I was so lonely. It was so exciting to talk to him. I made him promise he wasn't going to stab me.. (he pulled out a giant knife which didn't make me feel better) but he smiled and promised. and I had made up my mind. So we got back on the bus and took him home.

That night nothing happened. I sat on the floor and he sat on the couch.. And I went to bed in the other room. The next day was my weekend.. So we went out to make the most of it. He taught me how to sneak into the dollar movie theatre and pulled out cans of soup which we opened and ate while watching.. A definate first. We hiked up the butte and looked at the city. We met a hippy who smoked us out in the bushes. We went to the library. I got chinese take out and a bottle of wine. We came home that night after having more fun than I had months and months. He hadn't said a word but he had been such a gentleman.

While we were watching the video my head rested on his shoulder, and his arm was around mine. We snuggled closer.. and closer.. I felt his hands move on my body millimeter by milimeter, such a tease. He had told me he had a vow of celibacy. But that couldn't mean kissing. I felt guilty anyway when I kissed him. After that.. the movie was lot its interest for us. I didn't want to ruin his vow though so I asked permission at each step. "Is it ok if I touch you here.." "Can I open your pants?" "Would you mind if I kissed it?" He didn't stop me. And of course he was responding in kind: touching, kissing, our clothing dissapeared. Finally he stopped to grab his notepad. "Do you have condoms?" I did. And I wasn't going to ask any more questions, this was what I wanted, and I wanted it soooo bad. And so yeah.

He stayed the next 2 days.. and 2 nights. But then I had to go back to work, and he had to travel on up the highway to meet his friends. I didn't know If I would ever see him again. He didn't have an address or phone number for me to keep. I gave him my e-mail. I was sad to see him go. but my life was turned upside down. All of a sudden I wasn't lonely and depressed. I had energy and enthusiasm for everything in my life. I felt like he was the medicine for what I had had wrong with me. And incidentally I did see him again. Infact all that happened in 2002 and he just called while I was writing this. We dated for a year or two, shared many adventures, but ultimately ended up best as friends. Now he is a law student in the town where I live, has a great girlfriend and is still a remarkable person.

Oh yeah. he also introduced me to the stories on Lit.
So that was my somewhat long winded account of our first time.

wow... absolutely stunning story... I love random adventures, life is to short to not have as many of them as possible. I adore women who pass me notes... so cute.

 

[emma72]

My last boyfriend: We had already down saucy outdoor heavy petting, in various famous London sites.
That day I met him at lunchtime. We went back to his place, did more heavy petting on his sofa, the first time he had seen me clearly rather than from the carseat next to me. He made me come with his fingers.
We later went for lunch and walked his dog in a big, big wild park. We groped in places and both got caught short and had to pee in the bushes together.
We flirted and teased all day. Then late in the evening we were kissing in the kitchen, touching and teasing. High tension mounting.
He took my hand,led me to his bed. I took off my knickers and leant over the bed, hands and knees and he was in. He had slide two fingers in my anus, his cock in my pussy it was wild. We just fucked until we collapsed.
He drove me home at past midnight, I was glowing around the M25.

My first time: I was 22, it was gentler and sweet. Not painful. The best part about the first time, is the second time because for me, I was on top for the first time.

 

[SamanthaSub]

My first time with the hubby was extremely quick and I can honestly say that I didn't enjoy it all that much. He was a virgin, 24, and we had just moved in together after getting engaged. He didn't want to have sex while we were courting so we waited, but believe you me, I hated that with a passion.

So anyhow, we're living together, and still, it takes 3 days for me to convince him to have sex. And we do. I think he was standing on the floor, with me lying on the bed. 30 seconds of that and it was done. I remember he pulled out because we weren't married yet.

He quickly went to get some juice or something afterward and asked if we could do it again. He was extremely excited, like a kid in a candy shop.

 

[lesley4love]

My first lesbian lover

I know my hubby Bob always wanted to see me with another woman, but I also felt that I wanted to experiment, to see what it was like. I have a girlfriend I work with who is lesbian, very slim, very short spiky hair, but quite masculine features facially and in her clothing – boots, jeans and sweatshirt. I had wondered a few times whether she fancied me as we had often chatted and there was something about the way she looked at me. One day we were having lunch together and I told her about the fantasy Bob and I shared and how we had already had a threesome with another guy. She was quite surprised, she hadn’t realised I was so sexually active. Then she told me she had always been attracted to me and suggested that if I ever wanted to try it with another woman, she would like to be my partner.

I asked Anne why she was attracted to me, 10 years older than her, a few kilograms heavier and I was (then, not now) inexperienced with women. She replied that she liked the mature woman and loved to fondle those extra kilos. She especially liked my full Dcups. She also liked it when she could introduce someone to the delights of feminine lovemaking. However, she was lesbian rather than bi and didn’t want a threesome, but she had no objection to Bob watching us play together.

I talked it over with Bob and we invited her over to our house for dinner one Saturday evening. We had a lovely dinner, and lots of good conversation and laughter over a couple of bottles of wine. She touched me a lot and also seemed very friendly with Bob. I found out later that being a lesbian and a man-hater are not the same thing. After dinner, Anne and I sat together on a rug on the floor in front of our fireplace (it was a cold winter’s night). Bob sat in an armchair in easy view of us but too far away to touch (he was under strict instructions not to).

Anne unbuttoned my blouse and removed it and leant forward to kiss my shoulders, her arms reaching around my waist. I put my arms around her and we kissed, very deeply and passionately and it made my heart pound. She unhooked my bra and removed it and her mouth went to my nipples, gently teasing them in turn with her tongue, sucking and pulling on them so that it hurt just a little, but it was so erotic. I felt her fingers move between my legs and move my thong aside and slip inside me. I have always masturbated a lot but this felt so good. Bob likes fingering me but there is nothing like another woman’s fingers inside you. Anne really knew what to do with her mouth on my breasts and her fingers on my pussy. With one finger she teased my clit so that I was ready to explode. And then I did, erupting several times as she kissed me passionately again, her tongue deep inside my mouth. Then she removed her fingers, dripping with my juices and licked them provocatively until they were clean.

Then Anne stood up, undressed in front of us and stood naked before me. Bob told me afterwards how excited he became looking at her. Anne’s body was magnificent. Strong legs, very tight buttocks, a flat stomach, C cup breasts that were so firm I was sure they had silicone but they were completely natural. She had a strong neck and this heavenly body was surmounted by this almost masculine face that was incongruous with the rest of her.

Anne’s bush was trimmed very short and she moved so close to me that her mound was only a couple of inches away from my face and I smelt the sweet perfume of her. I moved forwards and she spread her legs slightly, arching her back so that my face could more easily snuggle into her gorgeous cunt. Her clit protruded visibly and I licked and sucked and bit gently on it as she gently held my head. My back was facing Bob and Anne was facing him. He told me afterwards that one of her hands was holding my head against her while the other was slowly rubbing her own breasts and tweaking her nipples. She smiled at Bob, who by now had his cock out and was vigorously masturbating, which she seemed to enjoy watching as she groaned softly as my tongue and teeth pleasured her. She too came on my tongue and as she did she pushed hard against my face so that I could lap up her juice.

We lay on the rug, kissing, fondling and slowly masturbating each other for awhile. Anne tried to fist me, but having her fist inside me wasn’t something I particularly enjoyed, so she stopped. She stood up and went to her bag and brought out a large dildo attached to belts. She suggested that I might enjoy this more than her hand. This was the first time I had even seen a strap-on up close. She attached it to herself and the hard rubber cock pointed right at me. I sucked on it, just as I would have done on Bob. Then she roughly pushed me backwards, spread my legs and changed from a sensitive feminine personality to one as a man who just wants to fuck his woman. She fingered my cunt open roughly and pushed this hard dildo deep inside me, slamming into me like a man who just wants to shoot his load. She started to talk dirty. Really dirty, and I was surprised how this rough treatment and her language excited me. ‘I’m going to fuck you till you’re red raw you whore bitch’ she said. ‘I’m going to give you this cock until you scream for me to stop’ she yelled. I looked over my shoulder at Bob, who was pumping more vigorously now. I looked at Anne. She gave me a smile and a look that said ‘I can stop now if you want but I think you are enjoying this’. I was. I said to her ‘fuck me harder you man-bitch’ just as I would say to Bob (although it would be 'bastard') in the midst of passion. And she did. I came three times in quick succession on that dildo as she banged into me. All the time she called me every dirty name I had ever heard.

When I was spent she removed the strap-on and I asked her if she wanted me to satisfy her in the same way. She said no but she wanted to be finger-fucked from behind. She got on her knees, still facing Bob and I moved behind her, pressing my large breasts into her back, nuzzling my head into her neck and bringing my arm around her waist, my fingers finding her open, wet pussy and for about ten minutes I rubbed her cunt so much that my fingers had pins and needles. She came at least four times on my fingers that I counted, each time screaming loudly and pressing backwards so her buttocks rubbed against my pussy. She kept telling me not to stop. So I didn’t, I kept rubbing and she kept coming. Eventually she could come no more and we collapsed together on the rug, lying for a couple of hours in each others arms in front of the warm fire, casually watching Bob still wanking himself stupid – he told me after that he had come 4 or 5 times himself that evening, a record for him.
Perhaps that's not what you had in mind, but it was a first I will never forget, and it was the beginning of many similar experiences for me.

 

[shy slave]

Our first time lasted three days in a hotel room.

The room was awful, tiny and not well kept.

We had never met before and headed straight to the hotel from the airport. He had flown over to see me and was full of reassurances about not having to go to the hotel or going for coffee first etc but once I saw him I just wanted to get his clothes off.

During that three days we had some quiet, slow times, some really intense physical and mental times and generally explored each other. He spanked me, chained me, flogged me, used clamps on me and whipped me.

We hardly left the room during that time.

We finally emerged on the third day.

Three teenagers had been in the room opposite ours, when they saw us they looked really shocked/surprised and stared at us but said nothing.
It was only then we realised we may have been a bit loud and the last thing those three were expecting was to see two old people coming out of the room!!