I had been goint out with Sarah for s, and getting increasingly frustrated. She was the beautiful, but the eternal virgin; awaiting marriage before she took the plunge (as it were). We had taken our sex lives to the furthest point possible without actually having intercourse, and had been away to hotels for occassional evenings where we had nearly bypassed her reservation; but only nearly! Her reluctance to have full sex always suprised me as she would have orgasm after orgasm by mutual stimulation, and weep with pleasure afterwards.
Gradually, we began to drift apart, and I started going out with Tanya who ; and who I had met through a sailing friend. Tanya lived some miles away, and inevitably we started “staying over” at our parents houses. When she visited mine, I gave up my bedroom like the perfect gentleman, and slept on the sofa.
One evening we went out for a drink, and a cuddle in the car. She wasn’t keen to have sex for the first time in discomfort, and so we drove home and went to our respective rooms. When the house had quietened down, I heard her bedroom door open, and she slid into the room where I was sleeping. In the dim light from the street lamp, I could see her wearing a white cotton nightdress, and could see her nipples probing the material. She sat down on the side of the sofa and bent over to kiss me. Inevitably I was wide awake in a moment, and slipped my hands around her back to pull her close. Her tongue prised my lips apart and I pulled her closer; sliding her nightdress over her head and leaving her beautiful beasts jiggling with the activity.
As I rubbed her tits, she sat astride me and ground her hips onto my somewhat overexcited cock. I pulled her knickers to one side and fingered her pussy, which felt as though someone had turned a tap on. She pulled the bed cover to one side, removed her lacey panties and reminded me that she was a virgin, but had decided that she wanted me…now!
I positioned the bulging head of my penis in the moist crevis, and decided that I must be gentle, to avoid her any discomfort if possible. To my suprise, she was suffering a more urgent need than I imagined, and impaled herself onto me in one move. I felt the tension slacken as her hymen split, but without seeming to notice it, she slid up and down my cock with a growing passion, until I could last no longer, and pumped what seemed like pints of come into her. As I felt the juice shooting into her, I felt her spasm, and could feel the muscle of her vagina contract and pump as she came at the same time.
She stayed impaled on my slackening cock, and we kissed and rubbed until she could feel the flickering of a new erection, and away she went again.
As our relationship continued, she became increasingly enthusiastic, and we had sex on a hillside, in the garden of a stately home, on a table tennis table (and under it several times). Unfortunately I drifted back to Sarah, and always felt that I had been unfair to Tanya. In the end however I married her best friend. Whilst I have never admitted the details of my relationship with Tanya to my wife, I do still talk to her sometimes; and just occasionally we discuss table tennis, and the like.
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