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My First Time
by Beth T. (address withheld)

***

I recall how I lost my virginity to a wonderful man 
twice my age. (M/F-teen, 1st, rom)

***

When I came upon the old photo of myself, I was moved 
to write about my first sexual experience. The picture 
was taken when I was seventeen, some thirty years ago. 
It shows a pretty young maiden, in the first flower of 
womanhood, her dark hair in the popular style of the 
day -- parted down the middle, reaching down to her 
lower back. She wears cut-off shorts that reveal most 
of her smooth, long legs, a denim work-shirt that 
teases with the hint of her firm, round breasts. I 
remember the photo well because it was taken by my 
first lover a few weeks after I lost my virginity.

The summer before I began college, when I was 
seventeen, I took a daytime job as a nanny caring for 
two young girls. Their dad, Tom, had been divorced for 
about a year and he had custody of them during the 
summer. He was in his late thirties and very masculine 
and good looking. When we brought the kids to his pool, 
I could not help noticing his muscular build and his 
hairy chest with its sharply defined pecs. 

Some of my friends teased me about how lucky I was to 
have such a gorgeous hunk for a boss, though I 
dismissed such talk by saying he was much too old for 
me. What I really liked about Tom, though, was his 
kindness and vulnerability. I could tell the divorce 
had really hurt him -- he hadn't started dating or 
anything.

He seemed much more interesting than the guys my own 
age. I had a boyfriend and I was even on the pill as a 
precaution, but he seemed very immature. Though he 
tried to talk me into bed all the time, I wanted my 
first experience to be something special. As the summer 
wore on, I began to fantasize more about Tom, though I 
tried very hard not to show it. He seemed totally out 
of reach.

When his daughters left late in the summer to go back 
to his ex-wife, Tom seemed devastated. My job was over, 
of course, but I couldn't just abandon him. I would 
drop by his house in the late afternoon and listen as 
he unburdened himself about his kids and how his ex-
wife had wounded him. He seemed very glad to have 
company. I wanted to do something for him, but I did 
not know how.

Just before I was due to leave for college, Tom phoned 
me and invited me over, something he had never done 
since the girls had left. When I arrived at his place, 
he handed me a small box. "You were really a lifesaver 
this summer, Beth, for the girls and for me. This is my 
way of saying thanks." 

Inside I found a lovely watch, with a soft leather band 
that I strapped loosely to my wrist. Tom was standing 
very close to me. "It's really beautiful," I mumbled. 

"I don't know what to say." I kissed him softly on the 
lips. And then our eyes met, and a spark flashed 
between us. I felt Tom's arms around me as we joined in 
an embrace, and we kissed again, deeply and 
passionately this time. His tongue teased mine and 
explored my mouth.

I knew at that moment what I should do. I drew back 
from our embrace. "I have a gift for you, too," I said. 
Tom looked puzzled. Then I began to unbutton my shirt. 
I wore no bra in those days, so my breasts spilled out. 
Tom's eye's blazed with eagerness as I continued, 
pulling off my sandals, shorts, and panties. 

I stood before him, wearing nothing but my new watch. 
"What I want to give you, Tom, is something a girl can 
give only one man." Tom understood at once. In a 
romantic gesture, he swept me into his arms and carried 
me to his bedroom. He whispered that he would make this 
an evening both of us would never forget.

As I lay on the bed, Tom stripped off his clothes. 
Quickly he was on top of me, our lips pressed together 
again, our tongues dancing the lovers' tease. I felt 
his cock grow longer and harder as it rubbed against my 
smooth thigh. Tom was completely in charge. He lowered 
his tongue to my tit and sucked the nipple in deeply. 

I remember clearly how my body throbbed with pleasure 
and my pussy grew slick with my love juices. Tom's 
mouth moved lower, parting my vaginal lips, then 
circling and probing my hard little clit. Wow! In my 
innocence I had never imagined what that would feel 
like. I was moaning and whimpering, running my hands 
through Tom's thick hair. He gently worked his 
forefinger into my vagina, stretching me. I was ready 
for him.

Tom positioned his magnificent steel-hard cock against 
my cunt, and rubbed up and down. "I want you inside me, 
darling," I murmured. I guided his piston to my love 
opening and felt myself penetrated as he eased slowly 
into me, tearing my hymen. I gasped at the sensation, 
pleasure and pain together for a moment, turning to 
sheer ecstasy. Deeper and deeper Tom went, until he was 
in me fully. We French-kissed in the shared joy of my 
deflowering.

Tom began to thrust in and out, slowly at first, then 
fast and hard, then slowly again. I was feeling 
sensations I had not known before -- little tingles, 
warm flashes of pleasure. To my surprise, Tom rolled us 
over and I found myself on top with his love muscle 
still buried deep inside me. I rocked up and down, now 
controlling the pace, as Tom gently massaged my 
breasts. 

It excited me to watch his thick shaft, coated with my 
passion, pistoning in and out of me. I gazed down at my 
handsome lover, and realized everything about the 
moment was as perfect as I had imagined. Tom's eyes 
were closed as I ran my hands over his wonderful hairy 
chest and his muscular arms. I leaned forward and let 
my long brown hair fall around his head. He pulled my 
mouth to his for a lingering sensual kiss. I knew how 
much my gift to him meant.

We rolled again, and Tom was above me once more. I 
loved the feeling of his weight on top of me. Tom bent 
down to take my taut nipple between his teeth. As he 
nibbled and licked, with his pelvis pressed hard 
against my clit, I sensed my body tensing, a thousand 
nerve endings on fire, and then I was gone over a cliff 
-- my first-ever orgasm, an incredible explosion of 
sensations, my body quaking from head to toe.

It was a while before I came to my wits, to find my 
lover smiling tenderly at me. We both laughed at how 
loud I had been. I urged Tom back into motion, and felt 
his cock plunge farther into my pussy than I could 
imagine. In a few minutes he erupted in side of me, and 
I felt the wetness of his cum mix with my own juices. 
It was a warm, delicious feeling.

As I got ready to leave, I asked Tom if he could visit 
me at school. He was thrilled at my new-found boldness. 
My first weekend was spent in a hotel room, being 
ravaged by my sex-hungry lover. That's when he took the 
photograph.

Our very torrid affair continued all through the first 
term, but we both realized that we needed different 
things and broke it off after a few months. Tom 
remarried a couple of years later and I went on to 
other lovers, beginning with a very sweet professor who 
reminded me a lot of Tom. I have lost track of him over 
the years, but whenever I think of him I remember what 
we gave each other.

END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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