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TRUE STORY:Part 9: My Sex Life (mf,teenagers, first time)
I am a happily married, normal, middle aged guy. I have children, a
house, my own business, a life, a religion and a place in the community.
I also have ....... an unusual, that is unusual for the average people
that I hang out with, sex life. It¹s my secret life, but as with all
secret lives, there is a part of me that wants to be known. The part that
I have told no one else. The Internet affords me an opportunity to share
it with the whole world.
All of the stories written here are true. Oh, the names have been
changed (or not if I want to make you squirm). And the literal dialogue
is spiced up where necessary ( although I have a pretty good memory, and
much of the ³dialogue² is as it happened). I¹ve added a touch here and
there to make for good reading, but the events as portrayed actually
happened.
Obviously, there is much more to a man¹s life than sex, but you aren¹t
interested in that, so I have compressed my entire life into its sexual
components. I may give you vague references to the other normal things
that I do, but it¹s only to make the narrative flow.
I intend to keep on writing about my whole life. I realize after only
going through my first sexual experiences that it has been a rich and
varied life as far as sex goes - as far as other things go too, but this
is a good place to start.
*If you would like to comment on; reply to; or...whatever (if you live
in Central Minnesota or nearby Wisconsin),weellll, give me a break, this
is my closet sex life...... but, OK - Try: IM_sub@hotmail.com. I am
interested in feedback.
And kiddies, remember, much of what I did was before AIDS or even
intelligence on my part, so don¹t try all of this at home. It could get
you arrested nowadays, or dead.
Early Summer, 1971, 17 yrs. old
The next week, I finally got Dawn¹s bra off at a drive in movie.
We were engaged in our usual embrace. I started off casually, my arm
around her. She settled back into me and I started nuzzling her cheeks
with my lips, lightly kissing her until she responded by turning her face
towards me, our mouths meeting. As we kissed, I gently probed her mouth
with my tongue. She responded with hers, meeting mine and my lips pressed
harder against hers, my arms awkwardly drawing her to me, maneuvering in
the front seat of the car. This night, instead of my ordinary mashing of
lips and teeth that had been my clumsy make out technique, I began kissing
Dawn on her neck, it¹s smoothness stretching out, open to my touch. I
remembered Dale and her passion and continued to lick at Dawn¹s throat,
and then I nibbled at her ears. She sighed with satisfaction. When my
fingers started to tug at her shirt, pulling it out of her skirt, she
seemed not to care. I trembled as my hand slipped inside her blouse
touching her bare flesh, kneading her skin, running over the smoothness of
her belly. I moved upwards and touched her bra, all the while showering
her face and neck with passionate kisses.
Then, as usual, she tried to stop me reaching under her shirt and
grabbing my wrist, exposing her flat abdomen as her own arm lifted up her
blouse.
³Greg... no,² she breathed softly. ³Please....²
For the first time since we had been dating, I didn¹t stop. My hand
kept up its incursion, feeling her breast through her bra. I pulled her
restraining hand away from mine and held it as I massaged first one
breast, then the other.
³Ohh, Greg, oh, please, no....² she sighed, shivering at my persistence.
My cock was stiffening in my pants as my fingers moved from her
sheathed titties to her warm flesh. I let go of her hand and embraced
her, both my hands under her shirt, fumbling with the clasp on her bra.
She didn¹t offer much resistance now as I thrust my tongue into her mouth
and finally loosened her bra, quickly pushing it up and grabbing hold of
her breasts.
³Noo, Greg....² she whimpered.
I lifted up her shirt and moved my mouth to her nipples. I groaned in
satisfaction as my tongue finally lapped at my prize. They hardened even
as Dawn turned her head away in dismay.
³C¹mon, Dawn,² I said, removing my mouth and gently rolling her taut
nipples between my fingers. My heart was thudding in triumph. Her
breasts were so smooth and beautiful.
³They¹re so small,² she said mournfully, ³I wear padded bras so no one
will notice.²
³No,² I protested, completely taken aback, ³they¹re beautiful. I love
your breasts.²
I looked at them in appreciation and I realized what she meant. Her
bras did make her breasts look larger than they really were, but I
wouldn¹t have called them insignificant (Unless perhaps if I compared
them to Dale¹s, but what did I know - those were the only other breasts I
had ever seen).
Dawn¹s breasts were firm, athletic looking tits that were smooth and
matched her trim body. Her brown, pinkish aureoles haloed each hard nub
that peaked flawlessly. I caressed them with my palms and fingers, moving
my mouth back to them, savoring her flesh, the stiffness of the tips her
nipples.
Dawn let me minister to her and almost purred as she relaxed, happy
that I enjoyed her womanly charms. I continued stroking her naked upper
body with one hand, my other descending to her waist. Now that I reached
one treasure, my stiff cock desired another.
I slipped my hand in the slit of her disarrayed skirt, pushing it up
and exposing her white nylon panties. I moved my hand to the front of
her humid pulsing pussy, my fingertips stroking the damp cloth. Our
tongues were probing each others¹ hot mouths. My other hand was stroking
her freed breasts, playing with her nipples. I pushed the elastic aside
on her panties with my fingers and touched her wet slot. She whimpered
and thrust her hips against my hand. I squeezed my hand farther in, one
finger probing her hot cunt. My cock jerked and pulsed as I trembled with
passion. I reached for the waistband of her panties and Dawn froze
against me. One hand clamped around my wrist and she pulled her gasping
mouth from mine saying,
³Wait, do you have a protection?²
My balls were aching, but I realized that I didn¹t want to get her
pregnant.
I said, ³No, but there are other ways to..... uh.... do this.²
³What do you mean?² she asked, her perfect exposed tits inches from my
eyes, my hard member sticky in my pants.
I couldn¹t bring myself to discuss sex and sucking and and whatever
else with her and after some more unsatisfying pussy rubbing and tit
sucking, we went home, still unfulfilled. I jerked off to wild fantasies
of fucking Dawn forever.
I bought some condoms.
The following week was the senior class outing. This was basically a
party at someone¹s father¹s farm where everyone got drunk and played
around. Dawn asked me to go with her and I was eager with anticipation.
We planned to spend the night there.
To make a long and miserable excuse for a story short. I ended up
drinking a half a bottle of Southern Comfort (first and last time)and
passing out in the back of the car. When I woke up at night, sick and
very drunk, Dawn was gone. I spent an hour or so wandering around yelling
³Dawn!² knocking (knocking?) on people¹s tents and trying to find her. I
finally found her in the barn, where she had been in the hayloft with an
old boyfriend. She was buttoning up her blouse as she came down, but I
never saw him and I was in no condition to be jealous. We went back to
the car and slept and left later. No fucking. Bummer.
Finally, again, several nights later, we were making out in the front
seat of the car in her driveway. She easily let me remove her bra again,
this time she took it off in a business like fashion, leaving her shirt
on. When I got to her waist again, I suggested we move into the back area
of my mom¹s station wagon and we did. Again she removed her own skirt and
panties and lay back half naked, her moist cunt exposed for the taking.
With very little foreplay, I put a pillow under her butt (I had read that
this would make it easy for her), took off my pants and put on a rubber.
At last, I slid into her, her wet pussy - new and exciting.
She said, ³be gentle,² I pumped my hips a few times... and came.
As we got our clothes back on, my main thought was: This is it???
That was It?? That is what fucking is all about? ? It¹s more exciting
when I jerk off..... I just couldn¹t believe that that was that.
Well good readers, in later years I realized that Dawn was a physically
reserved woman who needed someone more knowledgeable than I was at that
time to take charge and arouse her...... But she liked me a lot and
wanted to break down her natural barriers to physical intimacy. She had
let me fuck her for just that reason. (Although she had also intimated
that she was a virgin. She wasn¹t, but I was ignorant at the time and
gave her the benefit of the doubt.) She had been truly self-conscious
about her breast size and she was genuinely pleased that I didn¹t care.
Unfortunately, she was a young woman who was trying to please and keep her
man, and I was a hormonally crazed pervert who was trying to find a hot
hole to put it in. We were working at cross purposes. Hell, I was
working at cross purposes - I wanted to fuck in the worst way - to be
nasty and kinky, and I also wanted to be a gentleman. I didn¹t want to
offend anybody by doing or saying something gauche or inappropriate. So
Dawn and I talked nothing of sex and preferences. I didn¹t want to be
rude.
However..... It was now summer (1971) and Dawn and I went to the
fields behind her house to talk one night a few days after my
disappointing twitch into her reserved vaginal opening. And.... we
smoked pot. She introduced me to my first joint and I don¹t remember
feeling high but it turned into.....
A very hot and humid night. As we talked, we started kissing and our
tongues merged into lustful animals, exploring each other¹s mouths,
dueling in desire. As I caressed her lithe body, she reciprocated, moving
her hands to my neck and back in feverish excitement. She laid back, no
resistance at all, helping me, as I undressed her, removing her blouse,
then her bra. She raised her hips for me as I slid her jeans down her
shapely legs. As I remained fully clothed and she, only clad in her
panties, I toyed with her awhile. My hands and mouth were at her breasts,
slicked with sweat and rolling with excitement. She arched her body so
her stiff nipples could reach my probing tongue and lips. She cried out
with desire as I wrapped her hair in one hand, pulling her head back, so
that her shapely neck was taut and open to my assault. I slid my hand
over the concave firmness of her stomach, stopping to play with her belly
button as she quivered with passion.
³Ohhh. Ohhhhh, Greg, Greg, Greggg² she moaned, lost in the sensations
of sex.
My hand pushed itself into her panties and captured her golden slit.
She gasped and opened her legs for me as I plunged my fingers into her hot
wetness and spread her juices over her crotch, grasping and covering her
vagina with my whole hand. Her hips lifted and I shoved her damp
panties down her legs, leaving her totally naked and exposed.
She spread her thighs farther as first one, then several of my fingers
dipped into her hot box, saturating her short pubic hairs with her
secretions, trickling her liquids down the crack of her ass. She was
rolling her head from side to side at my offensive on her naked form and
then she suddenly reached up and started tearing at my clothes. She was
afire, hot with sweat, nude and wanting me naked too. Within seconds, she
had my shirt off and was rubbing my chest, her hands brushing my wispy
curls and nipples as she sat up and placed her mouth on mine, driving her
tongue almost into my throat. The feel of her sweat drenched tits
pressing against my naked chest was like a wet dream come true. Her bare
body, writhing against mine had my dick ripping a hole in my pants.
Keeping my mouth on hers, I pulled off my pants, feeling my cock slide
against her naked leg and ass and stomach as I struggled to free myself.
When at last I was naked, I pushed Dawn back down to the ground and,
pausing frantically to put on a condom, I plunged my raging manhood into
her slippery waiting cunt.
She groaned, ³YES, Oh, Yes,² and wrapped her legs around my naked ass,
raking her fingernails down my back, pumping her hips to meet my thrusts.
I put a hand flat on the ground on either side of her and pushed up
from her hot, wet body and, practically lifting her her off the ground
each time with her legs clamped around me, I slammed my meat into her,
pounding and thrusting with fury.
³UUUUUHHHHHHHH,² I cried, collapsing on her again as our sweaty bodies
continued to slide back and forth. The center of my pleasure shot its
contained juices deep into her waiting cunt as she ground her groin
against mine, seeking release. Again and again I thrust, spurting my seed
into the condom as she labored her crotch against mine, our pubic hairs
mashed with sweat and her juices. When I at last was spent, I continued
sucking on her tits and licking the salty sweat off her neck.
Pulling out of her cunt hole, I slipped the cum filled condom off my
rigid member and, with the mosquitoes biting our liquid forms, we
continued to slither our bodies together in passion. With every lick I
tasted her hot, salty sweat, infused with her sex hormones. My cock
remained hard and unyielding as I rubbed its slick, sticky surface on her
thighs and belly.
She once more opened her bare thighs, inviting me to pierce her, and I
drove my still steel hard dick, naked, again into the burning, drenched
inferno of her pussy.
Again she wrapped her luscious legs around my body, drawing me deep
within her dripping well. I placed my hands on her ass cheeks, caressing
her slick anal opening with my fingers as we pumped and thrust, back and
forth, in and out.
We fucked for minutes, for hours, for days, our bodies crushing each
other, pounding naked flesh against naked flesh, my bare penis enclosed
deep within the folds of her flooded vagina.
³AAHH, Ahh, Ahh, AAAHHHHH!² she cried clamping her pussy lips about
my tool. ³Yess!! Yess! YEEESSSSS!²
Her hips bucked and she clawed at my back, shuddering in orgasm; in a
pool of liquid sweat and passion. I slipped a finger into her assbud as
she came and she slammed into me, her tits were like spears in my chest.
³AHHHHHHH,² she screamed, her asshole convulsing on my finger.
She panted and moaned and I felt my own orgasm come again, my cock
swelling, chafing, cumming....!!!!
³AHHHHHH,² I cried shooting my new load into the bowels of her womb.
My naked dick spewing and pulsing with fire, cumming and cumming, filling
her vagina with my sperm. Again I bucked and thrust, pumping endlessly
again and again.
Our bodies were totally immersed in sweat from head to toe, the
mosquitoes consuming my naked ass, but we lay there for a long time - I,
still hard in her sloppy wet cavity, playing gently with her ever stiff
nipples, licking her sweat........
Now, this was fucking. This was everything I had ever dreamed about.
This was worth a lot of study.
I left several days later for California to go to a survival camp.
Dawn and I had one more interlude the night before I went away.
It was 9 or 10 o¹clock. We were at Dawn¹s. Her parents were in the
open room at the top of the stairs in this split level house, watching
TV. The short stairway opened up downstairs into a large family room
which stepped up three broad steps on either side of a large chimney into
an open living room. We were sitting at the edge of these steps, saying
our good byes. We had been talking and were now laid back on the floor,
affectionately kissing - making out, with her parents about thirty feet
away, their voices and the TV plainly audible from upstairs.
Our kisses grew more passionate and our hugging more intense. In the
darkened room, I gently began massaging Dawn¹s breasts, drawing
appreciative murmurs from her throat. She again offered no resistance as
I lifted her and slipped my hands around her back, raising her shirt and
unclasping her bra. She helped me remove it while keeping her shirt on,
and then, raising her shirt up I worshipped once more at her comely
breasts. I loved licking the tips, hearing her moan in gratitude,
feeling the hardness of her nipples.
I wanted her again and in spite of the proximity of her parents, I
moved my hands to her waist, unbuttoning her pants and slipping the tips
of my fingers under the top of her panties and walking them down through
the light curls of her pubis mons. She lifted her hips and I slid off her
pants, panties and all.
God, this was really hot behavior for her.
She helped me move her pants off her legs and she let me ease my
questing hand into the warm folds of her pussy. My hardness grew as I
drew forth liquid secretions from the inner reaches of that moist hole.
I wanted to fuck her now. My cock needed to be inside her cunt again.
All the while playing with her naked cunt, I opened my pants and slid
them down to my thighs and, with her legs open on the steps, her naked ass
on the floor, knelt in front of her wet slit and entered with my hard
tool.
The incredible sensation of her hot dripping cunt surrounding my almost
virgin manhood sent me over the edge almost immediately.
I groaned and pulled out slightly, so that my first surge deposited its
sperm at the opening of her vaginal passage. I again pulled back and shot
a load of spunk on her cunt lips. I fell on Dawn, sucking her titties
and, rubbing my cock slickly over her open pussy, oozing with my juices
and hers, I came again, my cum pumping onto her belly.
At some point while we were fucking, half naked, her parents turned off
the TV and went to bed. It is interesting to me that they had to know
that I was fucking their daughter.... I think. But, I was to find out
through the years that all of my girlfriend¹s parents liked me and somehow
thought it was ³OK² that I was fucking their daughters. I was just a nice
guy......... Odd, today.
That was the last I saw of Dawn for a long time.
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