My First Time by someone's wife My husband would probably kill me if he saw this file. It's a good thing I know how to use the 'file shredder' utility. After I upload it, I'll make sure there's no evidence of it here. I'll also change or leave out just enough that he can't recognize me in the story if he ever reads this on the net. I just had a funny thought about how many of you guys might wonder if this is your wife's story of her first sexual contact. Have you shared the internet with her? Even in passing? Hmmmm! This is going to be fun! I think you'll see why I can't just tell him (or you, if you're him) about it. I had just turned 12. Like many girls I shot passed many of the boys in my 6th grade class. On my birthday I was 4'11" and weighed 88 pounds. In the spring that year I had noticed the first signs of expansion in the little bumps on my chest. That summer, like most in the past, my hair would be sun bleached and body tanned, although this summer would be different in several ways: it was the first one I felt totally awkward in a swim suit (and cared), I also became aware of how 'older' boys looked at me. I didn't know at the time whether it was in lust or revulsion. There were many stirrings in my body; I was very curious about sexual things and had begun masturbating in earnest; I mean like every chance I got! I was totally fascinated by how I could get moist down there, almost gooey! I loved the way it felt to stroke around the little button at the top of my secret place. My peach fuzz didn't really sprout into real pubic hair until the following spring and I loved the smooth velvety feel of my mound as I'd rub my button. By Xmas I had enough swells on my chest to get my first training bra. But all of that is jumping ahead a little. My *first time* happened that spring and would lead to a summer of sexual activity unmatched since. One in which I'd look for every opportunity, actually create many with what was --I realize know-- reckless abandon. We almost got caught several times, but those are other stories. This is about the first time. It happened on one of the first really nice Saturdays that spring. I had spring fever bad! Dad and my older brother had gone trout fishing and mom wanted to go antique shopping. I begged off, longing to just be out in the spring grass and warm sun. I was a little frustrated because I found last year's suit to be too tight everywhere. I'd have to get a new one for summer for sure, but it would do for today. I'd been laying in the cool grass face up for about five minutes when I realized he was there. We began a playful game as we had many times in the past. Innocent teasing and chasing. Today though, it would not stay so innocent! Looking back I realize he was more sexually mature than I; although I had never considered that before. I think now, he knew exactly what he wanted that day! We were soon wrestling and rolling on the ground. He out weighed me by at least 10 pounds, maybe more. He ended up on top, kissing my face until I was helpless with the giggles. When he did it on my chest in the "V" of my too tight swim top it sent a shot to that secret place between my legs. I tried to scramble out from under him and he planted one right between my slim legs on the tight fabric covering, almost biting into my 12 year old virgin pussy. It was like electricity! I let out a whoop I was sure would attract someone! I pushed him away. "Not here! ...my room!" And just that quickly we were headed for the privacy of the house. I felt my gooey secretions as I walked up the stairs with him right behind me. My heart raced and tummy had excited butterflies in it. I didn't know for sure what we were going to do. I just knew it was going to be nasty! ...and lots of fun! I closed my room door and locked it. I sat on the edge of the bed and undid the swim top while peering him right in his beautiful brown eyes. He blinked as he looked at my little girl chest. He approached the bed. I sat there with my chest thrust forward trying to maximize what I didn't yet have. He kissed and licked one then the other! I was on fire and began whimpering. I would turn, offering one, then the other to his tongue. I had noticed how my little nipples would get hard when I rubbed *down there* but never as hard as this! I didn't even know what I wanted! Somehow I knew that he would give it to me what ever it was! I flopped back on my bed, my butt at the edge and legs slightly spread. He was immediately at my crotch. My hands trembled as I worked my thumbs into the tight waistband. I lifted my legs almost to my chest as I quickly worked my too tight swim suit bottom down my young thighs and off. His tongue was already spreading the damp folds of my bald little gash. My hips hunched with a mind of their own as his relentless tongue went to work. I held his head in my hands trying to direct his attention to that little swollen button. I don't know how long it took, time seemed to stand still, and I wanted it to last forever! I don't know when my hands left his head, but they did. I had grabbed my pillow and pushed it to my face, somehow knowing that my scream would have woke the dead in the graveyard on the other side of town if I didn't muffle it. I had brought my self to little peaks before, but I guess I didn't know how to build it higher, or had gotten scared of the sensations, or something. All I know is that this wasn't a peak. It was a mountain. A mountain that turned out to be a dam. A dam holding back an ocean! That's the only way to describe it! Still he ate on! Tilting his head this way and that, lapping at my juices. My hips would shake with aftershocks. I could finally take no more. I slid off the bed, setting on the floor. I took his head in my arms and held it to my chest. That's when I noticed... his... maleness. I had actually only seen a male penis once when my older brother got out of the shower with the hall door open a little. It was a short little thing barely peeking out of his dense curly hairs down there. Mom had explained about pubic hair and male and female parts, and periods and... Anyway, this was nothing like my brother's. I don't know what I expected, but this was long and sort of redish in color and I wanted to get a closer look at it. I had him lay down on the bed. He watched as I stroked his tummy, studying the organ, and then with a trembling hand, I touched it! It was hotter than I had expected. It twitched and I jerked my hand back. Some of its wetness was on my fingers. My heart raced as I brought my fingers to my nose; I flared my nostrils trying to detect any odor. It was subtle. I tasted it, tentatively at first. Then I knew; my tummy was fluttering again and my little pussy twitched at the thought: I wanted to do him as he had done me. It was perverse and nasty and right and natural all at the same time; it was only fair, he had given me such pleasure that way. I watched his face for any sign of protest as I lowered my head toward his cock! Seeing none, when I knew I was close I turned and focused on the flaring tip, opening my mouth and judged the shaft into my mouth, like an astronaut lining up with the docking shaft on another space craft. Contact! We had a good docking! It was hot and velvety! It tasted a little salty, but not bad. I could feel his heartbeat in it! Or maybe it was mine. Wow! I had no idea what I was doing! I tried not to bite with my teeth, I licked, I sucked, I rubbed the shaft with my hand! I let the shaft go deep to the back of my mouth. I felt a little gagging, so I backed up a little. I heard a moan and a whimper and it was me! I loved it! My pussy began to tingle again. My legs spread as I leaned on my side, almost resting my head on his tummy above his male organ sliding around, in and out of my mouth! I lowered my hand a little further and found his ball sack. I fondled it in my hand felling the walnut size eggs in it. I was a little surprised at how soft his hair was there; I guess I expected it to be course. He began hunching at my face. His dick swelled as I massaged his ball sack. I was wondering how much bigger the thing would get when I felt a surge shoot through the shaft toward my nursing mouth. It squirted hotly across my tongue as I pulled my mouth off of the twitching shaft, not sure if he was peeing or what. I crossed my eyes focusing on the tip as another gush sprang from it. I new it wasn't pee; it was a clear-whitish color. It was also thicker than piss. I was already tasting that first spurt on my tongue as the second spurt hit my chin. It didn't taste bad. Salty and little pugnant maybe, but very hot. I remembered my mom's description of the whitish fluid that a male contributes to make a baby. That's what this was! Then my pussy twitched again remembering the orgasm he had given me with his tongue. I immediately deduced that this squirting of juice was his version of the explosion I had, and that babies couldn't be made this way, not in your mouth! Again, it was only right and fair that I finish him this way; by the middle of the third squirt, my mouth was locked tightly over the twitching shaft. My mouth filled with his juice as another electric shock surged through my groin. We both whimpered and groaned as I milked his cock into my hungry mouth. About when I was wondering how much there was going to be, could I hold it all? Should I swallow? His flow subsided. I sat up, using the back of my hand to wipe some from my chin into my mouth, still awash with his spunk. I scooted up on the bed spreading my legs on each side of his head. I rolled the thinly tectured juice around in my mouth savoring it. I decided I liked it, swallowing twice to get it all down, licking and smacking my lips recording the new taste. He was already licking my dripping twat again! He licked me to another orgasm, not quite as intense as the first one, but I stayed up there longer. As I began coming down a little, I ran my fingers around his ears to the back of his head and said, "Well lover, there's only one thing left to do as far as I know!" I rolled over, pulled my knees up and stuck my ass in the air. "I hope you know how, cause I can only guess! I just know that I want it!" He licked me fully that way, pussy to butt hole, a couple of times. Then he mounted me, his paws initially on my shoulder blades, then as his furry belly used the crack of my upturned little girl buns to line up his doggy dick with my virgin human fuck hole, he wrapped his paws around my middle, pulling me back to his bobbing slimy sex stick. It missed my little girl hole, stroking around my extended little button, sending another round of electric shocks through my quivering loins. I reached a hand down and under, guiding his pointed tip to my wet inner lips. I don't think I had a fully intact hymen; I had explored the tight opening with my fingers before. There was the very briefest of burning sensation, a little painful; it past quickly! In one or two quick strokes he was in me twice as deep as my finger had ever been. He popped out several times as he quickly hunched at my upturned hindquarter. Each time I guided him back in. I heard his panting and realized I was too! I bit my bed clothes and then my knuckle as he drove his doggy dick deeper and faster into my tender little girl body. A new sensation was introduced: he was now so deep he had pushed a swollen knot at the base of his doggy shaft into my opening, stretching it even tighter. I felt him hitting something deep inside of me; he twitched there and I shuttered all over! My belly suddenly felt warm with a new liquid feeling and got even more squishy; I knew he shot another dose of doggy sperm into my tummy. I got an image of me nursing a litter of puppies and giggled. I knew it wasn't really possible, it was just a silly image! At that moment I felt closer to Prince than I had ever felt to anyone; he still clutched me gently around my chest, his big furry head all most nustling into my shoulder and neck. He licked my ear and cheek as I turned toward him. I would have kissed his mouth if he'd let me. He was no longer hunching and seemed to want to back off; we both realized he was tightly embedded in me. The spreading wetness and his relaxation let his knob finally pop out. He pulled back and I fell forward as slimy juice ran from my hole down one thigh. Prince licked me clean. I had no strength or desire to shoo him away. Prince finally got off the bed and laid on the floor licking himself. As I examined myself and my bed sheet there was the slightest evidence of blood in the juices that were everywhere. If my mother had realized I washed my own bed sheets that day, she'd have known something was up! I know I should have felt guilty about what I had done, but I didn't. Sure it wasn't something I was going to tell anyone about, until now, and anonymously. That was the first time; many would follow! That summer I was Princes' bitch; we did it every chance I got. I learned that Prince would fuck me when I was on my back with my butt at the edge of the bed. We got to the point that I could lay on my side with my head on a doubled up pillow; I'd guide him over my face and he'd fuck my mouth that way until he dumped his hot doggy spunk into my nursing mouth. I loved that! My relationship with Prince was not without problems. He would be randy with me regardless of who was around. I would scold him when people where around then make it up in private. I doubt he understood. I heard my mom and dad arguing one night after dad had witnessed Prince's nose up my skirt. I was scared at what I heard; dad threatened to have him fixed! All things must end, and it did late that fall when Prince was killed by a car. Mom and dad didn't understand why I was so devastated by his loss. How could I remind them, 'You never get over your first love!' They got me a puppy for Christmas. It was a female. Right after Xmas I had my first period. The following spring I discovered boys, and went on with my social development. Prince was a BIG dog; I won't say what breed, or that Prince was his real name. I guess I'd have to admit I was a little disappointed in the size of my first boy cock. That summer several of my brother's friends, and that fall, my brother himself, helped in my *skills instruction* in the sexual arts. I learned there are advantages to human lovers, if you looked for it! Several of them commented on my natural talent. But those are other stories. My husband knew I wasn't a virgin when we married and has prodded for some accounts of my early relationships. I think they excite him, at least we always end up in bed. He has no idea though of how much sperm I've had in me, much of it the K9 variety. Lately, I've gotten the impression that he'd like me to fuck some other guy while he watches. At least he's seemed interested in having me read several such stories from here. I wonder if he'd be receptive to getting a dog, a big dog, a BIG MALE dog? I've fantasized about having two cocks to play with at once: one human, one K9. I'd suck one and fuck the other. Or straddle my human lover taking his cock in my cunt, then after we'd both enjoyed our dogs tongue at our union, we'd have him fuck my ass --Prince and I never did that-- while the human cock was still in my pussy. I know the dog would lap up the human cum from my pussy. I wonder?. No, I guess that would be too kinky to expect! Though I'm sure I'd do it if I had the chance; not that I've ever considered myself bi. I'd love to hear from other gals who have experience with animal love. Any husbands who's wives do animals? Any ideas on how to get my husband interested?