I was lucky my first time to have an experienced girl show
me the way. I was 17 and she was 24. Her name was Connie
and she was so patient with me. I was shy and terrified
and she gently made me a man.(She was married but separated)
When the opportunity was there, Connie led the way. She
initiated the kiss, she was first to part her lips and
coaxed me to part mine. She taught me the excitement of
tongues exploring each other. She placed my hand on her
breast and soon I had my hand inside her shirt
and undid her bra.
I was so shy that she had to take my hand and place it on
her stomach. From there I became more brave and soon had
my hand inside her panties. She started undressing me and
encouraged me to undress her. She made it so easy for me
and I remember well the thrill of seeing her with less and
less cloths on.
When I pulled her jeans off, I felt the best I had ever
felt in my life, viewing her in panties only. I was sure I
was dreaming. I was sure I would be embarrassed to be nude
in front of her, but she made me feel all right as she
pulled my jeans and shorts off by telling me that she
wasn’t disappointed with what she saw.
She lay down on the bed, still in her panties and had me get
over top of her, and we kissed and I pressed my dick
against her panties. I found it very thrilling as I seen
her raise her hips slightly when I hooked my fingers in
the elastic of her panties to pull them down. It was
exciting to me because it showed me that she wanted me.
I remember how awkward I felt, trying to find the right
place. She again came to the rescue by grasping my dick,
right below the head and guiding it to where she wanted
it. First she just rubbed her pussy between the lips with
the head and then she rubbed her clit with it. As she
rubbed her clit with it, she slowly started gyrating her
hips and then she eased me down to the lips again, and
after a couple of times sliding it up and down, she eased
it in between the lips and let it slide in, controlling
the penetration with her hand still on my shaft, allowing
me to enter slowly. When she had to remove her hand to
allow me to fully penetrate, she grabbed my hips to slow
me down and keep me from getting carried away.
Soon she released my hips and wrapped her legs around me,
hooking her feet together, using her legs to control the
intensity of the thrusts. She was probably as ready as I
was, because I was lucky to feel the convulsions of a
woman in climax during my first time.
I will always appreciate Connie for making me feel like a
real man. I had one more encounter with Connie and she
showed me how to take the lead, then when I was looking
forward to more with her she went back to her husband.
I then had more courage and with much fear of being rejected
asked Jan out. I had really admired her for some time but
was afraid to ask her out. I had now turned 18 and Jan was
almost 17. (that sounded better to me than 16, but really
she was sweet 16 and never been kissed.)
I was still somewhat shy, but the memories of the recent
lessons with Connie gave me some courage. I progressed with
Jan through a few dates, not rushing, but my desires led
me along.
The first night I coaxed her lips apart when we kissed
goodnight still fills my thoughts. I went home and couldn’t
sleep the entire night. I found out later that she couldn’t
sleep that night either.
The next date, we had our first real “necking” session. Much
more intense than the previous kiss. I will always treasure
the memory of the feeling of the warmth, softness and
wetness of her tongue on mine. That night was another
sleepless one for me and as I found out later, for her also.
After a few more dates and necking, we decided that we loved
each other, so we drove to a nearby town and rented a motel.
We consumated our love that night, knowing we were in love
and willing to accept the consequences.
As we slowly kissed and undressed that night, I was
thanking Connie in my mind for teaching me what she did.
The last thought I had of Connie that night was when Jan
slightly raised her hips to allow me to slid her panties
down.
After that moment, everything was completely different. I
was in the lead now, I lay on top of Jan, thinking only of
Jan as my hard dick pressed against her belly, I was in the
lead as my finger gently sought her pussy lips and rubbed
them gently, feeling the wetness that was preparing her for
me to enter. I was showing Jan the way as our tongues
lashed at each other and my finger, wet with her juice,
showed her clit what real pleasure was. We encouraged each
other with moans of pleasure and telling each other of our
love when we could get our lips apart momentarily.
It excited me that I was seducing Jan, and that she wanted
me with the same intense desires that I wanted her.
Jan moaned with added intensity as for the first time she
felt the head of my dick rubbing her clit, then her pussy
lips. I rubbed her back and forth from clit to wet lips, not
rushing, and getting my head wetter.
Jan indicated when she was ready for more by gently wrapping
her legs around me and slightly thrusting at my dick when
it was on her pussy lips. Slightly the head pried into her
damp crevice, and I could tell by her reaction when to
ease off. Slowly with short thrusts we moved untill we both
were desperate with desire.
When Jan moaned low that she loved me and to go ahead, I
Thrust with the intensity that tore through the barrier and
after two or three strokes, I held still until Jan started
the movement again. I soon shot my come as I was so
excited that I couldn’t hold back.
I am not going to lie and say that we fucked for hour on
end..I am going to tell you that we fell asleep, there in
each others arms, very much in love. And I am not going to
tell you that she had several orgasms, I am going to tell
you that her orgasms came later, after the pain was gone.
I will always be grateful to Connie, for without her, I am
sure that the first night with Jan would have been a
disaster.
Jan and I have been married now for 16 years. Jan doesn’t
know about Connie, and I would never want her to know that
sometimes I think about Connie. I think about Connie on the
nights that Jan takes the lead, or when she lifts her hips
in that familiar way for me to pull her panties down, or
when she holds my dick just like Connie did that first
night to guide me to her velvety entrance, just at the
time she wants it, or when she wraps her feet around me and
controls the pace with her legs the way Connie did that
first night.
I also think about Connie when Jan and I do things that
Connie didn’t teach me. When Jan has her lips wrapped around
my dick, I wonder if Connie ever does this to her man. When
I have my tongue giving Jan so much pleasure by licking her
clit and pussy lips, I wonder if Connie’s man does that for
her. Sometimes I am so grateful to Connie for teaching me
so much, and yet I am glad she left things for me to learn
on my own!!
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