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 First Time (MF Cons) By Trevor St.John (mytruestories@hotmail.com) Feed
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Introduction:
This is a true account of how, despite my own self, I lost my virginity.
If you are looking for a story involving true feelings and fumblings, then
this is for you.  If you are looking for Hurculean sex antics and Don Juan

type conquests then this may not be your cup of tea.

  
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******************************************* This is a true story of how I
lost my virginity.

   I was never good with dealing with females.  That is what an all boy
grammar school education will do for a boy.  Couple that with the fact that
I had a father that bordered on a pervert and you have a recipe for stunted
sexual development.  Don't get me wrong my father never molested me (or my
brother to my knowledge) but he did have a way of making you feel like you
should only be interested in a woman for sex.  Goodness knows how my mother
ever coped with it.  But, enough of that on to the details.

   I was 22....yes that is 22 and still a virgin, I was also very naïve so
together there was great potential for staying that way for a long time. 
Now don't go thinking I hadn't had my share of over the clothes gropes or
passionate bouts of necking, I had.  I just hadn't been able to get beyond
that to this point.  I had no steady girlfriend but despite that I always
had a healthy sex drive and probably masturbated several times a day most
days.

   I was working as a computer operator at a fairly large company when I
met the young lady I was eventually going to screw (and, as it happened,
eventually marry).  Jenny (name changed) was 19 at the time, about 5' 6''
with jet black hair cut into a bob.  She was slight framed with cute little
breasts.  She was placed with the company I worked for on a temporary,
works experience, capacity from a local college.  She was a pleasant enough
young lady, well dressed and polite.  Through the course of general chit
chat she often mentioned her boyfriend and so I really didn't give her much
thought as a love interest.  She usually wore a tight 'A' line skirt with a
slit in it and a t-shirt type top.  Later she mentioned that she always
wore stocking and garter belt in preference to panty hose.  The distinct
bumps of the garter belt clasps were a give-away too.

   Another young lady from the punch room was going to be having a 21st
birthday party and she threw out a general invite to everyone to attend the
gathering.  I had already decided to attend but as I was going to drive
this meant I wouldn't be drinking.  Jenny mentioned to a co-worker that she
wouldn't be going as she didn't have a way of getting home.  Being naive it
didn't even dawn on me to offer to take her home until a fellow worker
mentioned it.  I offered to take her home after the party and she agreed. I
even agreed to collect her from the train station and take her to the
party. I guess you could say it was our first date.

   When I collected her at the train station she looked pretty much the way
she always looked at work, same style of clothes except that the top was
cut a lot lower.  She didn't have a large bust, but those tits looked very
tempting.  Pretty much the evening was spent socializing with work mates,
having a good time but not really spending that much time together; after
all it wasn't really a date was it?  If the truth were known I really was
hoping to get a chance at the birthday girl, but that didn't happen.

   The night was still young when Jenny asked me if I would mind taking her
home.  She lived about 20 miles away in a neighbouring town and my thinking
was to take her home and return to the party...Yes, it was that early! 
Actually it was about 10:30 and I assumed Jenny wanted to get home so she
could get into work the next day at a reasonable time and in a reasonably
sober state.  She wasn't drunk, but she did have a bit of a buzz going.

   As I was driving her home she took a reached for my hand and held it. 
If I thought that was strange (after all she did have a boyfriend) when she
put my hand on her thigh I thought I was imagining things.  She asked me to
find somewhere to pull over and park.  I found a pull-in but there was a
car in there, so I drove around until I located a vacant one.  Once I had
pulled over we sat and talked and listened to some music for a little while
then she asked me to kiss her.  We started kissing and the passions started
to take over.  I cupped her left breast through her clothes but I was still
able to feel the hard nipple pushing into my hand.  Her deep cut top made
it easy for me to slip my hand into her pretty white lacy bra and ease the
delightful mound of flesh out of the slightly too big cup and out into the
night air.

   I had never seen a fully developed breast up close and 'in the flesh'
before; I was spellbound.  Her nipples were awesome.  Large dark brown
areola (maybe 2 inches across) and a nipple about quarter inch in diameter
and rock hard standing about half an inch from her cute tit.  Her breast
fit perfectly in my hand and soon the nipple was in my mouth and the other
tit was out too.  Her breathing was becoming more and more labored as I
concentrated on those sweet little orbs.  It was at about this point that I
thought I would see how far I could go, happy that I had at last got to
fondle a real live breast.  Of course my cock was rock hard by this time
and causing me some discomfort but I wasn't about the stop the action. 
Encouraged by her response to me sucking her tits I dropped my hand to her
thigh and started to move it up her skirt.  She made the job easier by
opening her legs as far as her skirt would allow.  My hand touched the bare
flesh that was between her stocking top and her panties.  I felt the moist
warmth of crotch on the back of my hand and I pressed the back of my hand
against her panty covered snatch.  It was dawning on me that I may even get
to feel a real live pussy soon.

   At her suggestion we climbed into the back seats and my mind was
whirling with the possibilities.  Once in the back I noticed she had hiked
her skirt up to her waist and I could see her pink satin panties.  Let me
tell you the sight of a pretty young lady with her cute little breasts and
their rock hard nipples out and her stocking clad legs wide open to reveal
her panties is still a huge turn on to me.  I started kissing her and her
breasts again and then my hand returned to her knickers.  I started rubbing
a finger up and down where I imagined her slit to be.  I must have been
pretty accurate as she was sighing in pleasure.  Pushing the material into
her crack I could feel the moisture seeping through.  She moaned and in my
naivety I removed my hand thinking I had hurt her.  She quickly grabbed it
and pushed it back.  Figuring I had nothing to lose I sneakily grabbed the
elastic of her knickers legs and sneaked a finger inside first the panties,
then into her slit.  Man was she wet...and I was touching my very first
cunt, and loving it.  I stuck another finger in her love tunnel.  It felt
amazing, hot and wet.  I was rubbing and rotating my fingers in her,
enjoying the sticky warm wetness when I felt her hands unfastening my
trousers and removing my aching rock hard cock from the confines of my
underwear.  There it was, the first time a woman had ever touched my
erection.  I loved the feeling as her hand wanked up and down my shaft.

   I was amazed when she raised her hips to allow me to remove her now
soaked panties.  Once they were out of the way her cunt was in full view,
albeit in just the moonlight.  Her pubic hair was black but fairly sparse
and neatly trimmed and I positioned myself in such a way that I could get
my mouth onto her cunt.  Fortunately this required her to stop working my
cock or I would have shot my wad.  Now I was in a quandary, was eating muff
normal?  Will I like the taste?  How do I do it properly?  Is that what she
wanted?  I decided to try it regardless.  I felt the warmth of her love
tunnel on my face as I tentatively stuck my tongue into her hot snatch. 
The taste and the smell were certainly different, but not unpleasant as I
licked up and down her slit trying my best to act like I knew what I was
doing.  Despite my fumbling she certainly seemed to be enjoying herself.  I
believe I also found her clit although at the time I wasn't sure.  After a
few more minutes (during which I 'think' she came) I decided to try my luck
at having sex.  I asked her if she was 'safe' as I didn't have a condom but
she said she was (she lied by the way) which really told me I was 'going
in'.  I positioned myself at her steaming hole and pushed.  Nothing!  She
reached down and lowered my aim a little and then I felt it, her cunt lips
part and wrap around my cock.  What a feeling!  For any virgins reading,
that feeling is like nothing else on earth.  I kept on pushing in sinking
further and further into her hot velvety cunt.  Once I was all the way in
my mind was celebrating, goodbye virginity!  I started to fuck her, slowly
at first, then at her prompting faster and faster.  I would like to say I
rode her for hours but this is a true story and I came hard and fast, but
so did she I think.  At least I felt her cunt muscles clamping around my
cock milking it as I shot my spunk into her.

   I stayed inside her as I became flaccid and felt the head of my cock
plop out.  Man what a mess down there as sperm and cunt cream dripped from
her gaping cunt.

   Eventually we got dressed and I drove her home.  Eight months later we
were married.  The wedding day was great, she looked radiant, in fact as we
went back to her parents to change ready for the honeymoon trip I couldn't
help but lift up her wedding dress and fuck her on the stairs.  I didn't
even take her panties off, just pulled them to the side and slid into her.
Thinking back she must have been horny too as I felt no resistance as I
slid all the way into her.  Just as a side note if you are ever going to
fuck someone and leave their panties on make sure you keep them out of the
way.  I had a sore cock for days and on honeymoon that isn't a good thing.
Not that is stopped us fucking morning, noon and night but it was a little
painful.

   Fourteen years of marriage and two kids later we got divorced. 
Apparently I wasn't the only one scratching her sexual urges and I wasn't
going to be cuckolded by her.  She was my first fuck, but not my last and
not even the best, but at the time it was the best feeling in the world.

   THE END

   I will upload more true stories of the more memorable sexual encounters
in my life.  Some won't actually result in sex, but they are memorable to
me and hopefully to readers.