I guess I got a late start in sex. Other than a couple of petting sessions, and one time of actual manual genital contact with a girl, I was batting zero, until I met Penny.
We had dated for about eight months, and had done some petting, and she had bared her breasts for me, which I loved to devour.
A couple of times, we had slept in our underwear together, but no intercourse.
One fall night, however, our petting got more and more into full-blown sexual contact. I was sucking her tits, and rubbing my hands on her butt, and between her legs. She would run her hand down around my crotch, but had never grabbed hold of my prick.
That night, we let passion take hold. After fondling each other, Penny actually put her hands down my underwear and felt my erect cock. I almost lost it right then. I moved on top of her, and she pulled her panties down. We were both so nervous we were shaking.
Penny opened her legs, and I began rubbing my erection in her slot.
She was very wet, and I asked if I could put it in. She said yes, and she helped guide me in. I had never been inside a girl before, and it felt like warm, creamy velvet.
Her wetness covered my pubes, and I began stroking her. I was so nervous I didn’t have a full erection, but it didn’t matter. Penny was gettng tearful, not from pain, but from the moment of losing her virginity.
I stroked her for about thirty s before I had a strong orgasm. We held each other for a while. Penny said she didn’t want to do it again until she was married.
That didn’t last long. A couple of days later, we both wanted it again, badly. That began s of growing sexually together. I learned to give oral; she loved to give it as well. We would have sex three times a day when I would visit her on weekends.
I am now 44, and not a ‘fat old man’. I am still very sexually active, and owe the satisfaction I’ve given other women to my first love and sex partner.
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