Where it happened: By my car
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
First, I have been reading about the supposed 13 and 14 year olds with 38DD tits and 9″ cocks. I suspect that they think anyone over 30 doesn’t “Do It” any longer. WRONG! But, this isn’t about now, but then!
Irene and I were in college together in 1960. That was when most guys in my age and rural community thought “Nice Girls” didn’t do it. I was a proper escort for Irene, but after a few dates she told her girl friend that she thought I didn’t like her much because I never tried anything. I was shocked! I thought I was being a gentleman and she said I was boring. Somewhat confused by this departure from what I had been taught, I decided to change my image.
We went on a picnic with two other couples. After gorging ourselves on every kind of food imaginable that our girl-friends had prepared, we split up and headed back to town. I had my arm around Irene with my hand resting on her right arm. I became aware that she was pressing her arm inward in such a way that my hand was being moved toward her tit. “What the hell,” I thought, if she thinks I’m boring, lets go for it. I began stroking and caressing her tit, and she snuggled closer to me. I turned off the main highway and headed down a narrow country road. Shortly I found what I was looking for. I pulled off the road, behind some trees and parked.
There was a bright moon, so I could see fairly clearly. I turned Irene so her back was against my chest and began playing with both her tits at the same time. She didn’t have big tits, probably 32B, but what she had was beautifully shaped and pointed. The more I played with her tits, the more she pressed against me. I began working her loose blouse up until it was above her tits, then was feeling them with only her bra in the way. Later I was to discover that she was wearing a padded bra, so what I was feeling was probably more padding than tits.
By now she was breathing hard, so I began whispering in her ear, “Wow, Wow, they feel so great!” She just sighed and pressed even tighter against me. I began working at the buttons and after a few minutes, got all of them open. OK, so was it time to blow the boring image? I pushed her away, then turned her so that we were facing each other. I think she was unaware that her blouse was open. I began kissing her as hard as I could, while playing with her tits. Then, I started kissing her neck, and kept working down her throat.
All of a sudden, she realized her blouse was open. She pulled back, but I held her tight and began kissing the top of her exposed tit, all the way down to her bra. Then, I began blowing my hot breath onto her tit, forcing it under her bra cup. She gasped and relaxed. Little by little, I kept blowing until I had my mouth over her nipple. By now, she was moaning and crying out my name. I began struggling with the clasp of her bra, but didn’t know how to unhook it without seeing the hooks. Finally, I became frustrated and pushed her bra right up over her tits. Before she could resist, I immediately began sucking on one nipple. She let out a little scream and fell back. I kissed and sucked while massaging the other tit.
After a while, I pulled back and she sat up. “WOW!” I exclaimed, “I’ve never felt anything so fantastic in my life! “Do you like them?” she asked. Without answering, I kissed her as hard as I could and gently stroked them again. One thing really surprized me. They were soft! I thought they were hard. She giggled and asked why I thought they would be hard. I said that I had never felt tits before and just thought they were hard. Then I asked if they were alwasy soft, or did they sometimes get hard. She looked puzzled and asked why I would think they got hard. I replied that I got hard and just thought maybe she did too.
It was her turn to be puzzled. “What do you mean you get hard?” I guided her hand to my throbbing cock and said, “This is what I mean.” This time she was the one who said, “WOW! By now, I was like a runaway locomotive. “Would you like to see it?” I whispered. She didn’t reply, so I just pulled my belt loose and slid my pants and shorts right off. My cock, No it isn’t 10 inches like many of you claim, but it is over 6 inches, and that night it was standing up like a flag pole. She caught her breath and stared at it with her mouth open. “Go ahead and feel it,” I suggested. At first she just touched the tip, but I took her hand and placed it on my shaft. Before long she began to explore, and I was playing with her tits again. It was only a few seconds before I knew that if she did much more I would soak her with my pent up passion.
I told her to stop. “What’s wrong, am I hurting you?” she whispered. “No, I’m about to cum.” “What do you mean?” she asked. “Do you want to see?” I asked. She nodded, so I grabbed my hanky and held it over the end. “Rub a little more,” I instructed. I shot off harder than I had ever cum in my life. I shot so hard that it went over my hanky and squirted onto her tits and rand down to her tummy. I wiped her off and leaned back. “Have you ever done that before?” she asked. I nodded, feeling a little subdued. “What’s wrong?” she asked. I explained that after I came I always felt relaxed and it took some passion away. She looked disappointed, so I asked her what was wrong. “I didn’t want to spoil it,” she replied. I assured her that she hadn’t spoiled it, it was great fun.
We kissed and petted for a while, and before long my cock was at full mast once again. I began pressing it against her tummy, pushing her back on the seat. It was obvious to even this shy kid that she was having almost as much fun as I was having, so deciding to go for broke, I hooked my fingers under the band of her shorts and in one quick motion, I just pulled them right down her legs. She didn’t resist, so I took them all the way off and sat up to get a look at my first adult pussy. Without thinking what I was saying, I exclaimed, “You got hair down there!” She laughed out load and said, “Well, what did you expect!” I replied that since girls didn’t have hair on their faces, I never thought about them having hair on their bottoms either.
Hesitently, I reached out and felt around until my finger slipped into her dripping slick love tunnel. Her bottom bucked as I slid in and she held her breath. I slid my finger in as deep as it would go and wiggled the tip. She almost screamed, “OH god, Oh god!” By now, I knew what I wanted to do, and got between her legs. She didn’t even protest or hesitate. I moved toward her and began probing her pussy area with my throbbing cock. For some reason it would go in, in fact I could only feel hair. Irene reached down and took my cock in her hand. “What are you doing?” I asked. “Putting it where it goes.” she replied. “I thought it was in front,” I whispered.
She didn’t say anything, she just slid it down her slit until it was in the right place. I inched forward and felt the tip began to slide in. I kept pressing in until she shrank back and at the same time cried, “Stop, it hurts.” I stopped and hugged her tight. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “It hurts, but I think it is supposed to hurt the first time,” she said. “What should I do?” I asked. In response, she pressed me back a little and I followed her lead. Then, I pressed in, and again she pulled back. We did that a few times until she said she wanted to rest. I wasn’t sure I could wait, but did. After a minute or two, I pressed in again. Again, she pulled back and put her hands on my ass cheeks. All of a sudden she pulled back, and at the same instant she dug her finger nails into my ass. I plunged forward and met her pussy thrusting into me. In an instant I slid all the way into her pussy, feeling my pubic bone hit hers.
She let out a scream and squeezed me so hard I thought she would suffocate me. “Are you OK?” I asked. She nodded, but I could see tears in her eyes. We hugged tight for a minute or two until Irene said, “Lets try moving a little. I rocked forward a bit and she moved to meet me. After a couple of awkward movements, we were rocking together. In much too short a time I shot another load, this time in a virgin pussy with my virgin cock, at least they were virgin ten minutes ago!
Fortunately she didn’t get pregnant. We learned about condoms, foreplay, where a motel was that didn’t ask too many questions, and how to make up all kinds of reasons to stay out late on Friday and Saturday nights. After dating and making love for about six months, we split. I got a couple more cherries before graduating from college, but none was more exciting than my first. Yes, we did it 40 years ago, and yes we still do it at 60!
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