For almost 18 years I have been keeping my virginity intact so the first time I let a man penetrate me I want to enjoy it and share it with somebody that I will remember for the rest of my life. There is no chance with this, you can only do it the first time once and I wanted it to be a close to perfect as I could. I am not going to wait to get married. When that time comes and I don’t think it ever will, because I don’t believe a church service makes any difference. I will more than likely live with somebody I love, for the rest of my days and I will keep and use my family name. Just because I live and sleep with somebody doesn’t mean I have to give my independence away.
About 6 months ago I found the guy I want more than anything to share the biggest day of my life with. I have told him and I offered my virginity to him. He accepted and declared his love for me so beautifully I knew I had found the right guy. He and I had been dating a bit but he travels a lot so we didn’t really have an opportunity to really get intimately involved until recently. We had a weekend away together and an opportunity existed then to consummate our relationship. It was him that asked me if I felt in myself I was ready, and I could honestly say I felt I was ready but I wanted more than a casual night together. We slept together naked and we both realised I was not ready for him to penetrate me. Our sexual behaviour has always been hot, touching and feeling are part of our normal routine, masturbating began fairly early in our relationship as he touched my breasts on our date. The next time I allowed him to undress me and he used his finger in me to bring me to orgasm. I have used my fingers and done the same to him. We have masturbated ourselves in each other company and have done it to each other. Nudity is a natural thing with us and we have no inhibitions about being seen naked publicly. Even if I say it myself I have a nicely shaped and developed body, and my all over sun tan accentuates it. One thing he did for me early in our relationship was to shape the pubic hair I have into the shape of a heart. This became a regular weekly ritual and he uses a depilatory cream to achieve it, as it does not leave the stubble that a razor or waxing does. I have been asked often how I maintain it as I am envied at any party where a swimming pool is available for skinny-dipping. Over the last few months it is amazing how many girls are shaping their pubic hair or removing it completely since the first time I revealed mine. He likes to have his scrotum hair removed and we have finally found the most satisfactory way is to shave him. The first couple of times we used an electric razor and it nicked him and he bled a little, but now I know how to use a safety razor there is no blood. We trim his pubic hair reasonably short so that his soft penis is beautifully presented, and it sits on his balls and hangs as well as any guy that I have seen, I watch as girl’s ogle him as he walks. He is circumcised and eight inches long and four inches in circumference, when erect. I have compared him with a number of guys at parties where we strip and skinny-dip and from what I have seen it looks beautiful and perfect. A number of girls have asked me what it is like in bed with him. They find it hard to believe I am still a cock virgin. I may add he is not. He lost his virginity when he was seduced by the wife of a neighbour, s ago. He maintained a relationship with her for s until her husband realised she was offering what he considered was his to another man. He claims it was her that gave him his education in sexual congress as having taken his virginity she felt she owed him something and proceeded to teach him how to give pleasure to a girl in every possible way. From our relationship so far I have learned a lot and enjoyed everything I have done with him. He is so thoughtful about what we do, and makes sure I am happy and willing to engage in everything sexual we do. Some nights I think a fire hydrant has burst inside me as my fluids run so freely and strongly with the lust he generates inside me.
Once I realised he was the one to get my prize we discussed it and the day was selected. My period would have been finished for a day or so. We arranged to go away for a week together to a mountain retreat where we could be alone and enjoy the commutation with nature we were going to contribute to. He was going to ceremoniously deflower me and from there on we would partake of every pleasurable sexual practice he was aware of, and had been schooled in by his neighbour tutor. In fact he rang her and talked to her for an hour a few days before we departed on our mission. I spoke with her for the first time and she sounded wonderful and told me of their first intimacy when he lost his virginity. She assured me he would be worthy of me and would ensure I would have no regrets for the rest of my days. He would do me proud in sharing my most precious possession, my vagina and virginity for the first time. She told me no matter whom I shared my love with in future I would always remember the first time with him. She has had many men in her life and he would rate as one of the best, even at his tender age of 14 and later, as he matured, and his manhood grew he had always treated her as a lady and behaved impeccably. There had been a year between her previous intimate act with him and the last time they were together. She said he had lost none of the finesse of a great lover, between their interludes.
Our week of being together and alone started off wonderfully. We occupied a cabin in the mountains with a wonderful outlook. The first night together was as we had been on many previous nights, sexy but never intimate. The next day was warm but balmy and we spent most of our daylight hours naked and relaxing. We had decided that the night together would be the first time our bodies would be joined together in the way we had decided.
The next day we spent cuddling and talking about the wonderful times we had shared together and that from tomorrow we would be as one. We were working ourselves up to the night of nights. I had to be careful that he didn’t get hard for too long or too often, he had a job to do that night and I didn’t want it to fail because of over excitement.
At sunset we had a very light meal and a glass or two of wine. We then toileted and bathed ourselves making sure we removed all traces of our earlier excitement and bodily pubic scents. I washed and cleaned my vagina with rose water until it shone. It looked and smelled like a flower with the labia looking like petals. He bathed himself and when he appeared his penis was wearing a bow of ribbon that he had adorned it with. It looked absolutely magnificent soft and pliable ready to do what I had been waiting 18 years for.
He had turned the bed down so that there was only a crisp white linen sheet and silk covered pillows upon it. The room was lit by candlelight and the balcony doors were wide open allowing the cool mountain air, rich in the aroma of the trees to scent the room. We spent almost an hour just holding and murmuring words of love and compassion to each other. The feeling of our naked skin against each other was erotic and I could not have been happier.
We had set up two video recorders to capture the event on tape. Each one was connected to a TV set so we were able to see and monitor what was being recorded. He had a remote control that could change the focus from close up to distance. We had already rehearsed where I should lie to obtain the best vision. We had already taken a lot of ourselves during the day and we were happy that we had a record of many of the acts we had participated in during our love life together. Over the next few days we would complete the catalogue of sexual events we had performed together and add to it the intimate acts of love we would now share.
The hour we had set for my deflowering was approaching and I said I was ready. He carried me to the bed and we kissed each other all over, and as my lips gently touched the top of that adorned piece of him that was soon to be a part of me, it stirred and rose slowly before my eyes to its magnificent manhood. It stood out and looked better than I could ever remember. I licked his pre-come from the eye of it and kissed him as I released the ribbon and whispered to him ‘do it’.
I positioned myself on the bed so that my head was on the pillows, slightly elevated and I could see my mound of Venus, ready and willing to accept him. He kissed my lips and then each of my breasts then my navel. I spread my legs so as my vulva opened and was waiting for him to once again kiss each lip and his tongue would awaken that devil laying in wait in its little skin covered cocoon to be driven to the height of its arousal by his heavenly cock. I could feel the liquid within me begin to flow and as I looked down at his head between my legs. Then his tongue came away from me with a long thin stream of clear liquid stretching from the tip of his tongue to my clitoris. For the last time he kissed me with the virgin taste of me on his tongue. We had now tasted the fluids produced by the two most erotic parts of our bodies. I had viewed this from my prone position and at the same time on the TV which displaying what was being recorded.
We knelt together and kissed then I lay back. He positioned himself between my legs on his knees and I could see his manhood firm and erect and looking absolutely beautiful. It was pointing toward my vagina and I could see my pubic heart about to be pierced by his arrow of pulsating muscle and I was ready to accept him to change my life forever. The eye of his cock was now wet with his pre-come. My vagina was now full of my liquid ready to ease the way of his cock deeply inside me. He used his fingers of one hand to open me ready for him and then he guided his magnificent penis towards the orifice of my body so desirous of him. The head of his cock looked wonderful as though it was wearing a helmet ready to enter my mine of joy. I felt the top of him gently touch the opening and he released the lips he had been holding back with his fingers. They closed on his glans and I saw the look of ecstasy on his face as he felt the warmth and wetness of me and the resistance of my vagina. The size of him would not be a problem we didn’t think, I looked down my body, over my breasts now hard and nipples dark red and engorged with the sense of expectancy. My pubic mound now hiding the head of his cock as it rested there waiting for me to enjoy that feeling I have waited 18 years for. I whispered, ‘ do it, I love you’. He then looked at where he was going to penetrate me and then applied a little bit of pressure and looked up at me as he pushed and for the first time in my life I felt another living human enter my body. He would soon provide me with the fluid that one day would create life within me. I waited for the pain of him entering me, waiting but relaxed and willing to accept him. I could feel the pressure of him pushing and the sensation of his glans penetrating me and the tightness and firmness of him going in just far enough for me to feel the fullness of him entering me. I glanced quickly at the TV and I could see plainly his cock head had entered me and then returned to watch as his penis slowly disappearing into the hair of my pubic region, as I could no longer see my vulva. I could feel the sensation of his penis entering me stretching me slightly as it slowly found its way along my wet pink tunnel of exquisite pleasure as if disappeared deeply within me and filled me with so much desire and satisfaction. I could feel it slowly moving up into me and the sensation of it around the orifice of my body was beyond anything I could have imagined. I was prepared for pain, which didn’t happen. I opened my legs wider to allow him complete access to me and then I felt his balls touch my bum hole, I knew he could go no further. I lay there absorbing and memorising every sensation as it pulsated through every nerve in my body. I was in heaven. He nearly had me reach orgasm immediately. I managed to subdue the sensation concentrating on the vision of his cock which he had withdrawn a short way and was now about two s inside me. The feeling of tightness around the lips of my vagina and the warmth and fullness of him inside me consumed me. It had happened. There had been no pain, I was well aware my hymen had been ruptured years ago during my experimentation with fruit and a dildo. I was no longer a maiden, my body was electrified as he withdrew having gone down into me his full 8 inches and then re-entered me until it was in as far as he could get it. He was now over me and resting on his arms as his butt forced his cock deeply and firmly into me as far as he could get it. I could now feel tightness inside me slowly adjusting to the presence of a something it had never experienced before. I had had fingers and fruit and at least two dildos inside me but never a living pulsating and heavenly presence of a man. I could not believe it had happened and it hadn’t hurt and it was feeling like heaven on earth. He now pressed his body against mine as we had done before and now I could feel him deep inside me whilst our skin touched and rubbed together. I had waited so long to feel the tightness and pulsating pressure of a man deep inside me. I was now a complete woman.
He began the ritual of entering and withdrawing slowly and I could tell from the look on his face he was happy and I was more so. I spoke my first words to him as a complete woman. I love you. He responded by giving me a sensation from below. Now I used the muscles I have to squeeze him and he responded by winking at me and I didn’t think it was possible to feel this wonderful ever. His tempo increased and I could feel my breasts begin to move as the rhythm increased and he drove himself deeper and deeper harder and harder into me. Now I began to move in the rhythm he had created and I rose slightly to meet him as he came down into me and within s we were moving together and enjoying the pleasure of intercourse as I have never done before. As he withdrew almost out of me I could se on the TV the skin of his cock glistening with the moisture which our bodies and generated and now lubricated our lovemaking.
He lent over me and he kissed my lips then my nipples and again a sensation went through me like an electric shock, it was absolutely wonderful. I changed the position of my legs and we moved and rolled about every move giving me a new sensation that was wonderful. We continued to make love for about five minutes and then he said I don’t think I can last much longer. I then concentrated on getting the maximum intensity possible around my vagina. The sensation of his cock rubbing against my clitoris soon had me on the edge of my own climax. I said whenever you are ready I will be with you.
He did it for no more than about half a minute and I could see from his face and the sweat now beginning to run down his body, and the blood vessels in his neck, he was about to explode inside me for the first time. I had waited 18 years for this and I was ready. He screwed his face up as he let go with the first ejaculation of semen my body had received. He started to breathe heavily and he panted like it was the end of life. This was going to be the first of thousands of times hereafter. I was ready and as soon as I felt the warmth of it inside me and the sudden rush of moisture I too came with an intense orgasm which lasted as long as any of my better orgasms that had been generated by physical or oral stimulation. My whole body went into spasm and the sweat ran down my back and between my breasts, my hair was soaking wet. My navel filled with it. My body bucked with the intensity of the sensation and he tried to keep himself hard long enough for me to get as much pleasure from him as I could. Our bodies now soaking wet slipped against each other and the liquids of our bodies intermingled from head to toe. My pubic hair was soaking from the exertion of our coupling, and where the fluids we had now produced had spilt. For some reason the sensation I had when I reached my first orgasm some 5 ors earlier flashed through my mind. I had now come the full distance, only childbirth would now fulfil my body’s complete function. I could not wait to become pregnant now. I knew he was going to father my first child, not at this union but when I would be ready in about 2 ors. His semen would be spilt in vain on this occasion.
He lay on top of me and then slowly we rolled onto our sides and we kissed lightly and he nibbled my ear and his hand found my wet breast and gently massaged my nipple adding to the wonderful feeling of complete satisfaction running riot through my entire body. His cock slowly slipped out of me and I felt the last s of it dropping out of me. Our pubic region was covered in the mixture of his semen and my liquid. We lay together for ages. He finally made the separation and before he left to go to the bathroom I kissed the end of his cock now soft and covered in our love mixture. I tasted the result of our first act of intercourse, the loss of my virginity our united orgasm, and the first time he had deposited his sperm inside me. I had tasted his sperm before during oral sex but this was different, we had mixed the fluids of life together as we had never done before. One day this mixture would be the beginning of life inside me. I knew it was right from the taste of our love juices in my mouth. The taste on my tongue was worth the 18 years of waiting.
He pissed and washed himself and as he was finishing I too visited the bathroom and he washed me clean before I pissed as well, flushing from within me the result of our coupling and climaxes. Then he washed and dried me again, ready for our next experience.
We returned to bed and for the next four or five hours we held each other and we made love four times whilst participating in many other of our sexual pleasures. It was not only loving it was fun and we have never enjoyed ourselves as much and for as long ever before. We now had another function we could add to our repertoire. We never left the bed after the first time and we continued to make love with the previous deposits of his semen and my liquid escaping from my now highly excited and well used vagina. The sheets were wet with our juices.
He rang his lady and told her the good news and I spoke to her and told her how wonderful it was and how loving he had been. She said my darling I know. I have known him for many years and I can honestly say I have never had a man make love to me as often as he has. I have had many experiences with men of all ages, but few make love. He is a master of it.
The next few days we never dressed, we made love continuously, and ate occasionally. By the time our week had come to an end I was as experienced in love as any woman could wish for. Thanks to his tutor we made love in every position possible. She had taught him well and he had pleasured me beyond anything I could have possibly imagined. I could never have wished for a better end to 18 years of virginity.
I hope some girls reading this will be convinced to wait for the right man to come along and not hop into bed with someone just because you feel like doing it, then and there. Find the right guy, you don’t have to marry him, just enjoy him and make sure he is going to ensure you are going to be the happiest girl alive. Remember that once you have lost your virginity, it can never be regained. You can never do it again for the first time. The numbers of girls I have heard speak of a bad experience far outnumber the ones who really enjoyed it. I didn’t experience pain upon penetration, many girls do, that is life. Relax, plan it and enjoy it, and do it with some one who wants you to enjoy it more than him.
Love and enjoy.
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