Where it happened: Southern Illinois in a Park
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
It happened to me 24 years ago, during the summer of 1983.
I was at a picnic and unlike most of the people that have written in, I am not going to bullshit anyone.
I lasted about 30 seconds the first time, did not know what I was doing at first and the girl that I lost it to was far from beautiful. But, she was my first and looking back on it, she must laughed many times when telling the story.
Vickie was her name. She was about 5-foot-5 and probably weighed about 160-170 pounds. She wore big, Coke bottle glasses. The one good thing about her was her larger than life boobs. Those hangers seemed to be in a different zip code.
I had just met her that day and was talking to her for about 30 minutes, when I asked if she wanted to go for a walk. I was helped by the fact that her and I were about the only kids our age at the picnic. Everyone else was either an adult or my brother’s age (he was 13 at the time) and younger.
She went for a walk with me and we stopped by the lake bank. We sat down and here is where the fun began.
Instead of kissing her, which would have been the smart move, my hands immediately went to play with those huge tits. Luckily, she liked me and started kissing me as my hands went under her shirt. Now, up to this point, I had played with a woman’s boobs, felt a woman’s pussy and gotten a hand-job, but that was it. After sucking her boobs and kissing for a few minutes, I put my hands in her pants. I was feeling what was a huge bush and finally, I got my fingers down by her hole. At this point, I had no idea that women had something called a clit. LOL.
I was plunging my fingers in and out and she was touching my dick and finally pushed me down and started giving me a blow job. I was so close to cumming after about 30 seconds of the oral and she suddenly stopped.
She stood and took off her pants and I was completely right about her bush. Her pussy was covered with thick, curly, brown hair. It triangled down to her vagina. She even had hair growing on her inner thighs that looked like mustaches.
She laid on the lake bank and said, I don’t want you cumming from a blow job. I want to fuck you. Well, I knew from the movies that I needed to get on top, so I did. I sat there for a long time, when she was like what the fuck are you doing. I said, I thought we were going to fuck. She was like, I thought we were as well, but I have yet to feel your dick. She then grabbed my dick and lined it up with her pussy. After that, she put both of her hands on my ass cheeks and pulled me straight down into her pussy.
I just sat there enjoying the sensations. And of course not knowing what to do next.
Every man out there will know what I am talking about, or 95 percent of them will. When they were 12, 13 and 14 they probably beat their meat like crazy. I don’t care how great it was, there is nothing compared to sliding into that pussy for the first time. Be she good looking or not.
So, I am buried in her pussy and Vickie looks at me and says “Dan, what the fuck are you doing? I said, “We are doing it.” She said, “Not exactly.” and started laughing. LOL.
She said, “I finally get it. You are a virgin arent you?”
I sheepishly said, “Yeah, I have never done this before.”
She said, “Get the hell off of me.”
I got up and pulled my pants back up and she was like, “What are you doing.”
I said, “You said to get off of you.”
She said, “Yeah, but I am still going to let you fuck me. I just think we need to talk first.”
I sat down and she said, “Ok, you need to know a few things. When you are fucking a girl, this is how you do it. You put your dick all the way in and then withdraw it, but not all the way. Leave about one inch, or the head in and then put it in again. And, take it easy at first and then once you have pumped a few times, you can go at it harder. And, do not cum inside me. When you feel your about to cum, please put out. When you have masterbated in the past, you have shot out stuff, right. I said well, yeah. She said when you start to feel like you are going to shoot, get off of me and cum on my bush.”
With that she laid on the lake bank and said “Fuck me, now.”
The advice she gave was tremendous. I got back on her and my dick was still hard from looking at her bush as she talked.
I put my dick in and then humped back and fourth. I lasted about six strokes, which was less than one minute. I even came a little bit inside of Vickie, but she told me that she could feel me throbbing and knew it was about time. As she pushed me off, my dick was already shooting.
About that moment, I heard my brother and other kids screaming for me as well as Vickie. I never told my brother what happened until years later.
About four years later, I was in a department store and had one year of college under my belt. I ran into Vickie and we started to talk about my first time, the time her mom caught me sucking her tits and what I had learned my first year in college. I also thanked her for showing me how to fuck a girl and that I dont think I would ever be able to pay her back.
Part of the learning was dating a college girl that taught me how to eat pussy real well. Vickie was like, wow, are you still dating her. I was like yeah, but we have never fucked and I really wanted to have sex. She was like I am not dating anyone and I would gladly fuck you again, but I really would love to have my pussy eaten. Next thing I know, we are at her trailer and she is laying on the bed and I am laping away at that clit, buried in that mass of hair. I would have eaten her more, but after about 40 minutes, she came for a fourth time. She gasped, get up here and fuck me. I put my dick in her and she said, go ahead and cum in me, I am on the pill. After about two minutes, I blasted away.
We laid for there for about 20 minutes, talking and she said, “I think we are more than even now. That was awesome. She started to suck me and the second time I put it in her, I lasted about 20 minutes.
I had more great times with Vickie that summer, but sadly she passed away about two weeks before her 30th birthday in the summer of 1997. I had not talked to her in at least five years, but had lived in the same town as her for about two years when she passed. She had been married about eight years, left behind a husband and three children. I will never forget her and while I did not love her, I could not have asked for anyone kinder and more tutorial in helping me understand women and what to do.
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