Where it happened: camping in my truck
Langauge: english
Sex: Male
Rating: 7
Category: Straight
I met Anne at a dance. I was attracted to her but did not really think that anything would happen. We had danced once earlier in the evening but she seemed to be there with another guy. Then to my surprise that other guy (who turned out to be just a good friend) told me that I should dance with her again because she was interested in me. So we did and before the end of the evening I had ascertained that I would see her again at another dance in a couple weeks.
The next dance was a weekend long event, so we had plenty of time to get to know each other. By then it was clear to me that she was really attracted to me and I could hardly believe my good fortune. Dancing with a beautiful woman is always somewhat sexual for me but dancing with her was much more so. Several times I felt an erection developing and wondered if she or others would notice. I later learned that the dances had much the same effect on her. She said that my light massaging of her back with my hand while we danced (which I was not consciously aware of at the time) really turned her on. We also made the most of holding hands, using light motions to stimulate each other’s skin. This was quite sufficient to give me a rock hard erection.
Things really started to heat up at a party after the dance on Saturday night. At first I was disappointed because I found out through talking with her that she was in fact still in a long distance relationship with someone. I think she was still trying to decide what she wanted to do at that point, but as the night progressed she made it clear that that relationship was on its last legs and that she wanted to get involved with me. We spent an hour or more kissing out on the front porch. I was in heaven. By now I was also much less self-conscious about my hard penis. We didn’t go further than kissing that weekend but not long afterward I invited her to come along with me on a weekend camping trip. When she agreed quite quickly without asking for any limiting conditions concerning sleeping arrangements, I knew that sex was a possibility.
Since she lived about 60 miles from me, we decided that I would come over to her place and spend the night before we left. I brought her a bouquet of flowers, which I selected individually. She really appreciated the personal touch. After going out to dinner that night we made out on the couch in the living room for a few hours. We started kissing again and I became progressively bolder in exploring her body. I spread my kisses down her neck and started playing around with her ear. I found that sticking my tongue in her ear drove her wild. Kissing was interspersed with caressing. She ran her hands through my hair and down my neck to my shoulders. I found that very pleasing. I ran my hands down her sides and she encouraged me to pull up her shirt so I could run my hands over her stomach and back. She was wearing a bra but I decided to just ease my hand under the cup and feel her breast. I started massaging her nipple and saw how strongly that stimulated her. I was also hugely turned on by the feel of her and was afraid I would come right there but I was able to hold back.
As it got on toward bedtime, Anne said that I could use her bed and that she would sleep out on the couch. I thought about suggesting that we sleep together but figured that that would come in due time that weekend. Plus, we were not alone in the house, her roommate and her roommates parents were also there. After about a half hour I started feeling guilty about getting the comfortable bed when Anne was sleeping on the couch, especially since I would be glad to have her join me. I got up and asked if she was comfortable. She said yes. Then I said she could join me if she wanted to. I went back to bed and did not hear anything further from her so I figured that was it for the night. But I couldn’t get to sleep because I was too aroused. I masturbated but that did not really help, I still could not sleep. It seems that Anne could not sleep either. Around 2 AM she came in and lay down beside me with her back toward me. I moved to fit myself against her and gave her a few exploratory caresses. She rolled over and we started kissing. After a short while she took off her shirt and I got my first look at her beautiful breasts. Then we fully undressed and started rubbing against each other. She had one of my legs between hers and was thrusting against it. At this point I decided that I should put on a condom. I had brought some along, but since I didn’t really expect anything to happen that night I had left them in my bag out in the living room. By the time I got them and put one on I was losing my erection and I was quite nervous. I had broken the mood.
I tried to regain my erection and push into her but I was trying too hard by that time. I ended up ejaculating without fully regaining my erection or being able to get inside her. The orgasm was not very strong or pleasurable. I said “blast” and then “I just came” when she asked what was wrong. She said “that’s OK” and held me. That really helped my confidence and I felt very grateful to her. Then I said that I wanted to stimulate her and asked her to show me the spot. She directed my hand to her clit and I began to rub it with my finger. It felt very wet and slippery. Her moans increased for some time and then she just relaxed without any other sign of a climax.
Technically, my first time was not until the next night when we were camping. Emotionally, though, I felt that the first night was more important. It was my first experience of touching a woman that way and knowing that she wanted me to do it and to go all the way. The next night we went to bed early without much making out since we had not gotten much sleep at all the previous night. When we woke in the morning we opened our sleeping bags and got undressed from the waist down. I was pretty hard this time and since she had now told me that she was on the pill and had recently been tested for AIDS we decided to skip the condom. I was able to penetrate her but was surprised that it was still difficult. I had not expected her vagina to be as tight as it was. Although she was not a virgin, she told me that she bled a bit after that time and wondered if her membrane had not fully broken before. My penis is not particularly long, but I would say it is thicker than average.
We had sex a couple more times that weekend and those were the really good experiences, after we got past the awkwardness of the first couple attempts. I switched back to using a condom these later times because I am not circumcised and the head of my penis was getting a bit sore from all the activity. With the condom on, I was able to last for a good amount of time and really enjoy the experience of pushing into her while looking down at her beautiful breasts and seeing my penis moving in and out of her bushy pubic area. I know it was really good for her too. A friend who saw her after one of our early morning sessions commented that she was “glowing”. However, we did not stay together very long after that. It became clear that it was more lust than love for both of us, but it was a wonderful experience for me and I am very grateful to Anne for giving me that experience. I had been a late bloomer in terms of dating and had had more than my share of rejections. Finally finding a beautiful woman who wanted me sexually did a lot for my self-esteem. It took me some years after that to finally find the woman I am now happily married to, but this experience was an important step along the way. Finally having sex for the first time took the pressure off to be always hoping for that to happen and I could focus on finding someone I was really compatible with. Also, even as good as the experience was, I learned that it really was not as transcendently different from other sexual acts as many would lead you to believe. For me, good sex involves being able to just let go and be in the moment with my partner, whether or not it involves actual penetration.
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