Where it happened: Kitchen
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 8
Category: Straight
I gasped as then his cock slid in! It was my first time with another man since I’d been married! He was yopunger than I was by several years. Our sex was unprotected and I knew that it was wrong! I heard him mumble words of praise, the muscles of my vagina now already reacting to the strangers cock that was inside.
The pleasure was intense. His cock was rigid, long and hard! He knew exactly what to do and how to use it! My orgasm was already taking place! I was cumming, much quicker than I’d ever cum before! I screamed! I could not stop it! His cock was squirting cum. My cunt began extracting every ounce his cock could give. I had never felt such pleasure of a cock in me before!
He took it from me. It was over! I wondered if I’d ever be the same!
We had met just half an hour earlier. I was in love, the moment that I saw him. His eyes were such as I had never encountered previously. He was likely the cutest youth I think I’d ever met!
He took a wet dish cloth from the sink and wiped my sex from off his youthful cock, his erection quickly going soft.
I asked how old he was? He said he was eighteen. I smiled, then looking down toward his cock I said it was the longest I had seen! I asked how many girls he’d fucked and given pleasure too before? He counted eight, and then said ten.
He was from out of town, and was with a group that was selling magazine subscriptions to pay for college. It was the same every summer. A group of kids would go from town to town in rural Kansas selling subscriptions, and they’d be gone from here the following day.
It was somewhere around nine when I had heard the doorbell and I had just gotten the kids off to school and was still dressed in my robe, with nothing underneath. Normally I would not have opened the door, but then when I had seen him through the window I could not stop myself.
I asked if he would like to come in? We had sat down at the kitchen table. He might have seen my naked breasts and nipples as I leaned across the table to see what he was selling. My robe was partly open. I flirted. I knew he liked the things he saw. I knew that he liked me! I suggested that it even might be ‘dangerous’ to knock on doors with all the ‘horny’ housewives that there were in rural Kansas.
“Including yourself?” he remarked, somewhat a question.
“Maybe,” I smiled. “It could be interesting”.
The kettle whistled. I got up to make the coffee. He had followed me there to the counter. I could feel him right behind me! I felt his hands around my waist and didn’t stop him. I felt him start to lift the robe, his hand upon the outside of my thighs. I put the kettle down. I now undid the sash around the robe. He slipped it off. I felt his cock against my butt, the heat of it now sliding in between my thighs!
I leaned upon my elbows, my butt now pushed against him. I felt his cock as it caressed within my hairs, my pussy soaking wet, the lips of it now parted as his penis knob caressed inside, my clit reacting to it’s touch!
I gasped! The cock had found the entrance! The knob now touched that part of me inside. He rubbed my breasts and shoulders, and kissed my neck and ears, and then his cock slid in me further and the fuck I dearly wanted was begun!
I put the robe back on when we were done. I turned to and smiled and asked if he would like to take a shower? He said no. The dish cloth and the palmolive soap seemed all that was required to satisfy the young mans cleanliness. I asked about the coffee? He said no. He needed to get back to work. I said okay. He left. I realized that I hadn’t even purchased a subscription! I wondered if he even liked me? He was gone.
I showered, thinking of the thing that I’d just done, and wondered how many other women that there were like me, who’d fuck a stranger as I’d done. I also thought of the situation I could be in! We hadn’t used protection. I wasn’t on the pill. I was trying to get pregnant and I didn’t even know his fucking name!
It had happened to me once before. I had gotten pregnant to a man my father knew – when I was fifteen. He was married. He and his wife had three young kids and he was well into his thirties when all of this occured. He was an older man who I was infatuated with, and I would babysit their kids just so that he could drive me home afterwards.
I had lost my virginity to a high school senior when I was thirteen, and then when he had had his way with me he didn’t want to have anything to do with me again. I was distraught at first. I thought he was in love with me! He said he was!
It took Jack (my fathers friend) not long to realize my infatuation toward him, and he started ‘counselling’ me, talking about sex and asking personal questions of me.
I made the confession to Jack that I had already lost my virginity, and explained to him the detailed circumstances of the event. He asked me if I liked it? I said it hurt and that I hadn’t done it since. He counselled me that I should not be turned off because of it, that having sex could really be the most fantastic thing in a girls life. He kissed me, perhaps to comfort me, then he dropped me off at my house; and then told me that he enjoyed our discussion, and that we should talk again more ‘next time’.
I was even more infatuated with him now that I had shared my deepest secret with him. I imagined what it might be like with him!
The next time that he drove me home he stopped the car and parked, and this time as he counselled me he put his arm around me and held me, like we were lovers. He rubbed my thigh, and then caressed my pussy through my jeans. It made me wet. My clit reacted. We went no further, though knew quite well that had I worn a skirt that night he might have ‘felt me up’. I regreted having worn jeans!
A week later I babysat for them again. I wore a skirt. He drove me home. We parked. He put his arm around me. His hand caressed my naked thigh, then went inside my knickers and felt the mound of pussy hairs inside. He felt me up and fingered me. He slid my knickers off, and I had giggled. He took my hand and led me to a little clearing behind the car.
He took a blanket from the car, then laid me down upon the grass. Then carefully he took my clothes off. He said I had the nipples that he’d seen. They were the longest of any of the girls I’d seen at school. He kissed me there, between my thighs and used his tongue to tease my clit and make me wet! I never saw his cock. It was too dark. It slithered in the wetness, between the swollen vulva lips, then felt the narrow entrance as the knob went in an inch. His cock was large. I thought that it might not go in, but then he pushed, and all of it just went right in! We laid there, just as lovers should, his pubic hairs entwined as one with mine. He asked me if it felt okay. I said it did. He kissed my lips, then fucked me with his horny cock and took me home. I promised that I’d never tell, and he did too.
We fucked each time he drove me home, and then in March, almost a year from our first fuck together my period was late, and I would find that I was pregnant with his child. Three months later, while being ready to accept the fact and tell my folks, I miscarriaged, losing the baby. It was over. I stopped babysitting, and found a steady boyfriend, a platonic friendship without sex.
At sixteen, without such knowledge of my past sexual activity my mother suggested that I begin to take the pill, and that I did.
The new found freedom however might have been to much. I fucked my older sister’s boyfriend, now her husband, then the boy next door; then did my best friends older brother while at a sleepover. On a dare I had gotten into bed with him while he was sleeping. He was naked. He awoke to find me there, his sister giggling, watching us while sitting at the end of his bed.
He was too strong for me to get away. He pushed my PJ’s off then mounted me and slid his horny cock right in. It was the closest thing there ever was to rape! It was also the very first time that I had ever experienced a complete orgasm, and according to his account he worried that his cock might have been damaged, the muscles of my youthful cunt having squeezed the beast so hard when I had cum!
He liked it! Having experienced that first event he wanted more! In the week that followed we did it four more times, but he was in the military and was on his way back to base camp a week later; and though I promised him that I would wait I didn’t. I met my husband Sam three weeks after. We went together for two years and then got married.
That is the story of my sordid sex life – to date. It’s true. I hope you all enjoyed it! Now tell me yours!!
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