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o The 'Bookshelf collection' offers a very wide variety of o
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Jack's First Time (M/F)
From: ludmax9@hotmail.com (varangian)
Date: Oct 4, 1998
JACK'S FIRST TIME
Jack was eighteen years old, a college freshman newly arrived on a
campus that spread its leafy expanse a thousand miles from his home.
Except for Summer camp, he had never spent more than a few days away
from the lovely cottege that he shared with his mom. The boy was
nervous, yet excited, about his unfamiliar surroundings, about the
newness of things, about being out on his own for the first time in
his life.
He was a tall, slender blond boy with smooth, boyish skin and little
body hair. He was neither good looking nor homely; he was agreeably
plain with a small mouth and a nose that was a bit askew. He'd
graduated from high school near the top of his class, his special
strengths being in math and English.
Jack had always been extremely
shy, never having had either a girl friend or a best buddy. He was a
loner; not by choice, however, but because he could not interact well
with other people. He was quite healthy and very intelligent, but he
lacked the ability to make small talk and be frivolous. He secretly
admired those boys who could laugh sincerely at silly things, make
jokes and get on with others, especially girls.
Jack was still a
virgin and he couldn't imagine being intimate with a girl, or, if
truth be told, a boy. He had once had a powerful crush on an older
boy, when he was sixteen.
While he lacked certain social abilities, Jack did not have a
negative image of himself. He knew that he was smart and that there
was a good future before him. He assumed that, in time, he would meet
a girl and get married, although he never thought that he would win a
real beauty.
He stood in lines all afternoon to register for courses, of which he
got only only three out of the five that he wanted, the others being
already closed. Then he endured the lines at the bookstore, where he
spent hundreds of dollars for the required textbooks. Standing
outside the bookstore at five in the afternoon, laden with his
purchases, the sun boiling him, Jack did not think that college was so
cool.
He trudged to his dorm, to the second floor of it, where he shared a
room with somebody he had met just that morning. His room mate was
named Sal. He was a Jewish guy from Des Moines who wore a yamulke and
who was a bit off-putting. The young man did not welcome Jack's
invitation to become better acquainted.. Sal looked like a geek. He
was skinny and his facial features were very sharp. Jack correctly
assumed that the boy was very bright, perhaps more intelligent than
he. They were, however, two very awkward youths who could never
become friends, and so they privately decided to endure each other
until the next semester, when they could change their dorm
assignments.
The first weeks of the Fall semester passed quickly for Jack, who
eagerly threw himself into his work, staying up late to do his
assigned reading and to write the numerous reports which were
demanded. Still he was able to find time to read extra things, stuff
to his own liking such as hard-science fantasy fiction.
After Thanksgiving Jack and his philosophy class spent a weekend on a
"retreat" at the college's woodland camp, where the students and some
faculty dwelt in rough cabins and filled two mornings and afternoons
with organized meetings, at which they discussed such deep matters as
the changing concept of moral responsibility throughout the ages.
Jack was an eager participant. He thought seriously about what was
being discussed and he was careful to think through the questions
which he posed to the panel of faculty which gathered before the
students in the camp's dining hall. Jack found the experience very
exciting.
Jack had met Betty on the bus that took them to the camp. She was not
fat, but she was chuncky. Her thighs were ample, but her breasts were
small. She had a plain, blond face which was unadorned by make-up.
>From the beginning Betty had sought to sit next to Jack and she
continuously beamed open smiles at the confused boy. She leaned
against him, and when the busload of young people began to sing
:"...it's gin, gin, gin, that makes you want to sin...", Betty put her
face directly into Jack's in the most provacative way as she sang
loudly.
The girl stalked him that weekend, and Jack was concious of her
insistent presence. Eventually the naive boy realized that Betty was
there for him, that he could have sex with her. This understanding
caused the boy to panic, especially as Betty was always next to him,
clad in shorts which revealed her stocky legs, and in a tight blouse
which suggested early adolescent breasts. Her face was always in his,
encouraging him to speak to her. She touched his arm repeatedly, and
she eventually stroked his beardless cheek. She did that on Saturday
evening, when the crowd of them were assembled at a bondfire, where
they sang camp songs as they had, when they were kids. Betty pulled
Jack away from the fire and the other students, into the darkness of
the nearby trees, where she took Jack's head into her two hands and
kissed his lips. Jack had never kissed before. It excited him. It
aroused him physically. When Betty's tongue intruded between his
lips, the boy almost messed his pants.
She knew that she had him. She pulled him further into the woods,
away from the others, and he followed willingly. They came upon an
opening in the trees, a slight glade of grass and wildflowers, upon
which they soon found themselves reclined, clutching each other and
kissing. Jack groped the girl roughly, inexpertly, squeezing her
breasts as he kissed and feeling her sweaty thighs, high up near her
groin.. Betty sighed and touched the boy's hardness diffidently,
hesitantly.
Betty was a virgin. She had done heavy petting before, but nothing
more. She was now ready to go all the way. They lay upon the grass
and gradually became naked, kissing and touching each other with
abandon, as they struggled out of their clothes. Jack fell upon the
girl's small, naked breasts and suckled them like a baby, as Betty
mewled and fondled his head. When Jack sought to come atop the girl,
his six inch cock rigid and desperate for release, Betty pushed him
aside. "No," she exclaimed, "its too dangerous." She seized his cock
in her hand, enjoying its heft, and she began to masturbate him.. She
then leaned down and took his glans into her mouth as she continued to
stroke him. She sucked on him lovingly until she knew that he was
about to explode. It came too quickly. The first spurt began inside
her mouth and continued onto her face. She did not choke, and she
finished her lover with a gentle hand.
Betty accepted Jack's proferred handkerchief and wiped her face, but
she swollowed what was in her mouth, tasting cum for the first time,
finding it not particularly agreeable, but tolerable.
Jack lay beside the girl, suddenly conscious of her heft and her
homeliness. Betty wanted to snuggle, and Jack, a gentleman,
acquiesced, taking her into his arms and licking her smooth neck.
They had not spoken throughout the encounter, had not exchanged love
words. Jack knew that Betty needed sexual release. She was
squirming. He knew enough to reach into her moist, pubic bush and
diddle her, following her gasping directions. Jack was surprised by
her climax, which was so loud. She bit his shoulder as she cried out
in ecstasy.
Eventually, hesitently, they returned to the other students around the
bondfire. They were still virgins, almost, and they knew that they
would have to finish the business. They sat down in front of the fire
with the other students, trying hard not to touch each other in
public, daring not to look at each other.
They did not have another opportunity to be alone for the remainder of
the weekend. Betty looked longingly at the boy at every chance, but
Jack turned his head away. That Sunday afternoon, on the bus, as they
returned to the city, Betty wept, because Jack would not sit with her.
Jack was confused. Betty was not his ideal girl. She was not that a
slender, pretty image that filled his head as he masturbated. She was
pudgy and plain.. Still, she had taken his cock into her mouth and had
tasted his stuff. He realized that she was a nice girl, however
unkempt. He knew that she had a liking for him, and he was flatered.
The two young persons saw each other every day in class, and over the
following week Jack succeeded in winning over the girl, whose feelings
he had so hurt. Betty would like to have Jack as her boyfriend, but
she was sophisticated enough to realize that he was really just
interested in sex. So was she. By Wednesday morning they were
holding hands and stealing furtive kisses. That afternoon they found
seclusion deep in the stacks of the university's main library. There
they found a small, bare room which was furnished with just a table
and a chair. Jack locked the door from the inside and they then
proceeded to disrobe awkwardly as they kissed and fondled each other.
Betty asked Jack, between their breathless kisses, whether he had
brought any "protection." Jack felt suddenly abashed, and from the
expression on the boy's face Betty understood that they wouldn't do
any fucking that afternoon. With just a hint of bitterness in her
voice Betty said, "I'll bring some next time.'"
Jack felt guilty and Betty exploitated that bad feeling of his. She
said that he would have to do penance and Jack nodded dumbly. Betty
rested her butt against the table, spread her pudgy legs and leaned
back, supported by her arms. "No one has ever gone down on me," she
remarked and looked into Jack's face with an expression of command.
Jack was not at all eager for it, but he obediently got on to his
knees and positioned himself between the girl's thick thighs. He
parted Betty's moist bush and examined the confusion of fleshy folds.
"My clit is up at the top," Betty mumbled at the boy, who was clearly
ignorant of female anatomy. He followed Betty's instructions, which
came in an increasingly agitated voice. Faster, slower, harder,
softer, lick, suck, nibble. Jack got the hang of it, and he even felt
emboldened to improvise. He discovered that he enjoyed doing it. He
relished taking charge of the girl and setting her off, to cause her
to writhe, moan, squeel and eek loudly. After about twenty minutes
and uncounted orgasms Betty pushed his head away and lay back on the
table totally exhausted. Jack stood and played with his rigid cock as
he looked down on her. Betty reached up a hand and stroked his
hairless thigh. She liked his body. She liked his slender cock, so
smooth and virginal.
They changed places. Jack leaned back against the table and Betty
knelt before him. She slipped her mouth over his cock, taking in
about four inches. After just a few slurpy up and downs Betty felt
Jack tense. She closed her throat and sucked firmly on the first
couple of inches of the boy's cock. Jack shuddered and squeeled as
his first spurt shot into Betty's mouth. She continued to suck and
received the rest of his cum, and then Jack pushed her head away. Her
mouth was full of goo. Some of it dribbled out. Betty looked about
and grabbed Jack's trousers, from which she retrieved a hankerchief.
She spit the boy's cum into it and swallowed the residue that remained
in her mouth.
Spent, Jack once again focused on his lover's chubbiness and plain
face. This time he did not mind. She was his girl. He pulled her to
him and kissed her deeply, tasting his own cum. Betty responded
eagerly. "Let's come back after supper," the boy suggested and added,
"I'll bring some condoms." They dressed and left the library hand in
hand. They were both very pleased with themselves and they looked
forward eagerly to fucking for the first time that evening.
Before supper Jack went to a large Walgreen drug store and selected
three packages of Trojans. That was the easy part. The hard part was
paying for them, because the person at the cash register was a female,
a young woman in her early twenties. Jack steeled himself to the
task, but he became flustered and blushed deeply, when the woman
smiled broadly as she rang up the purchase and gave him a sly wink.
Jack, mortified, rushed from the store clutching the small bag that
contained his "protection".
Jack and Betty ate supper together in the cafeteria of their dorm
complex. They bolted their food in their hurry to be finished and be
off to their momentous excitment. They were joyous, ecstatic, as they
entered the main library, rushing up the stairs hand in hand. They
took the elevator to the basement. Once there, they almost skipped
through the stacks of the government docs section toward the secluded
room in the back. But the door was locked! Jack tried and tried
again, but to no avail. The two kids looked into each other's face in
agonized frustration. Betty came close to the boy and kissed his lips
as she fondled his groin. She was very disappointed, but she knew
that Jack was hurting, that he needed relief. Betty went onto her
knees before Jack and unzipped his trousers. She pulled out his hard
cock and immediately took it into her mouth. She sucked it deeply,
deliberately, and in less than two minutes Jack shuddered and grunted
as he emptied his stuff into Betty's mouth in three powerful streams
and some dribbles. Betty, her mouth full of Jack's stuff, coaxed the
last drop of his semen from his penis with her hand. She licked it
into her mouth and then swallowed all of his seed, which she then
considered precious, which she would never in the future spit out.
Betty was hopelessly in love with the young man. Jack pulled Betty to
her feet, embraced her and kissed her fervently. He too was in love.
"Let's wait until dark and then do it in the park," Jack suggested.
"I know just the right spot."
Hand in hand Jack and Betty walked to the edge of campus and entered
the adjacent, wooded park on an asphalt path. They passed unused
picnic tables and a baseball diamond, at which a crowd of young men
played ball. They encountered other strollers in the park, but the
frequency of such meetings grew less and less as they penetrated the
park more deeply. Then Jack abruptly pulled Betty off the path, and
they went into the woods, further and further. It was dusk, a magic
time, when the tree limbs became dark silhouettes against the sky.
They pushed through some bushes and reached a small glade, so remote,
so far away from the rest of the world. Although it was early
December, it was still comfortably warm in South Carolina that
evening.
They were excited and sexually aroused, but the two of them calmly
disrobed in a civilized manner. Naked, they stared at and admired
each other's naked flesh. In Jack's opinion Betty was no longer a
girl with a plain face and a dumpy body. She was, to him, cute and
zaftic plump. Her little breasts were those of a twelve year old,
although her pubic bush announced her maturity. Betty looked at her
lover, a boy more beautiful than she had ever dreamed of having, his
near hairless body sleek and shapely, like an olympic swimmer's. His
cock, which, she knew, would soon wound her, jutted from his body,
rigid, in need of her.
They reclined together on the cool grass and came into an embrace,
their naked bodies pressed tightly at each other. Their kissing
became fervent, almost violent, as they fondled soft parts, private
parts, parts which they now possessed in common. Jack suckled Betty's
small breasts and then nuzzled his face in her fleshy tummy. Soon the
girl's legs were over his shoulders and his face was pressed against
her moist bush. He licked on her, tongued her ample clit relentlessly,
wanting, needing to give her ecstasy, because he knew that he would
soon hurt her with his demanding cock. Jack did not count the times
that Betty cried out. and he ceased his ministrations only when the
exhausted girl pushed his head away. All the while Jack had clutched
a condom in his hand. As he lay next to his disapated lover he held
it up for her to see. She grabbed it gleefully and got up onto her
knees. She leaned down and sucked on Jack's hard cock, in and out,
just twice. Then she rolled the condom onto his throbbing penis. She
squatted over him holding his cock in her hand. She would not let him
hurt her, would not cause him feelings of guilt. She would hurt
herself on his cock and watch his face as they fucked for the first
time ever. Betty felt Jack's glans at her vaginal opening, and she
pushed herself down on it. She felt a tearing, stinging hurt as she
sat down on the boy's cock. She was surprised, because, although it
hurt, it was not as bad as she had feared. Jack was fully inside of
her. She felt the pressure. It still hurt, but she put it from her
mind as she moved her body slightly up and down. She fucked the boy,
all the while diddling her clit. The two of them became impassioned,
and, when Betty leaned down and kissed her lover, Jack found an
opportunity to thrust in and out of her. He had never imagined that it
would be so splendid; so warm, so tight, so ecstatic. He pumped into
her in long strokes as Betty diddled herself as they kissed. Betty
soon uttered orgasmic shreeks into Jack's mouth, seconds after which
Jack exploded with a yell of exultation.
They fucked three more times that night, and Betty did not mind the
discomfort, which diminished over time. She came to prefer the
missionary position, because she thrilled to be taken, to be dominated
by her lover. They did not leave the glade, utterly spent, until dawn.