Where it happened: at home
Langauge: english
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I reluctantly attended an anniversary function recently and was surprised to find several people I had lost contact with many years ago. Since the function, my mind has been revisiting those wonderful days & the significence of my ‘first time’.
My family,along with others, came from the Netherlands to find a better life as share farmers. We worked very hard to keep the farm owner happy. The older folks found it very difficuly, but necessary. After our large family was settled, the younger ones made new friends within a social networking structure, but the parents retained the old associates & met regularly for cards & cigars. I became attracted to a very attentive young guy whose father owned a local business. He was attending university and came home at weekends. He would contact me on Saturday mornings & I would have to get approval from my strict parents to go out. On Saturday night he would drive the 5 miles out of town to pick me up & we would go to the movies with several friends. On the Sunday night we attended a social which was strictly supervised.
After we arrived back home from the movies we had limited time at the front gate before my mother started turning the outside lights on & off as a signal. Even though the house was set a long way back from the main road, the flashing lights was off-putting, and I feared that this wonderful boy would decide he didn’t need this scrutiny.
One Sunday night, after the social, it was foggy as we drove the five miles back home. Because of the fog, there were no flashing signals & our good night session got longer & serious. I must admit I did not try to control the situation and there were a few unexpected moments. I was really hot for him and I remember as he kissed me I moved his hand from under my chin to the top button of my blouse; I helped him undo the first button & he did the rest. His warm hand inside my bra sent me over the top. I pulled the strap off my shoulder as he lowered his head to kiss & caress my breasts; I could feel his hot breath on my bare breasts as he sucked my nipples. I felt I needed to lay down to allow this to happen with more comfort. As I slid down I opened my legs slightly and he ran his hand up the inside of my leg; I didn’t expect that or mean it to happen, but he took it as a signal. It felt so personal. No one had gone there before. I know he was a little hesitant as he got to the top of my stocking line, because it was the point of no return. He was there; his fingers touched my very wet panties at my croutch and bells rang deep inside me. I began to help him ease his fingers under the edge of my panties to get to my pussy. I was out of control. His fingers gently probed and slid up and down the length of the slit; I could hear the noise of my wetness and I could smell the musky aroma as he worked me over.
I reached out and rubbed his croutch. He undid his belt and zip and slid his trousers down. The most amazing penis sprung up. I don’t know how he contained that swollen monster in his pants. It was a moment of surprise. I had never seen a fully erect man; I put my hand around it and was amazed how hard the shaft was, yet how soft and hot it was. I really felt the need to lay down but the car was restricting and I was wearing stepins and it all seemed ‘not right’. I sat up, wound the window down for some fresh air and was about to say “stop”, when the verandah lights started to flash. Bugger.
I told him that there was a cards night on next Tuesday and the oldies were attending. It was at their friends place several miles up the road. Call out about 8.30pm & help with babysitting. I went inside in response to the signal & determined I would finish what we started.
For the next two days I could not get my mind on what I was doing. I kept thinking of lost opportunity and that magnificent hard penis. My pussy was wet for the two days and I was concerned that as I sat with my family they might be aware of my aroma. With so many people in such a small house, privacy was an issue and I really wanted to masturbate, several times.
On Tuesday night he arrived at 8.30pm. My older sister’s boyfriend arrived earlier. All the youngones were in bed and the scene was set. The four of us had tea and small talk for about halfhour. We left my sister and boyfriend in the kitchen I disappeared into the shared bedroom then returned to escort my b/f out the backdoor and to the garage where we had an adjoining storage room for those things which would not fit in the house. I had set this up over the past couple of days; I really wanted this boy & his enormous penis & I wanted to lay down and do it properly; the first time must be special. We sat on the old settee and started where we left off on Sunday night, this time we knew what we were doing. When he unbuttoned my coat he realised I had light pj’s underneath & I planned this. I removed my pj’s and stood naked before him; he examined my breasts carefully, ran his hands over my hips then examined my pubic hair. I had my head down and I watched his pants bulge and bulge. I stepped forward and rubbed the bulge. I watched as he became naked infront of me; the penis was the most incredible sight. It was so hard; so huge, yet it stood there as if waiting for an instruction.It had momentary spasms, it was throbbing. I squatted down and gave it a close physical examination. Not a word was said as I lay on the settee. My mind was now occupied with the mechanics of what we were about to do; how bad will it hurt; is it worth it. He looked in control as he and his huge penis stood over me. He lowered himself on me, taking his weight on his elbows, and it all seemed so imminent – it was going to happen. I felt his penis probing through my pubic hair and attempting entry, I opened my legs as wide as, but he was probing in the wrong place. I finally reached down and took the weapon and put it down lower into the right place. I lifted my knees then begged him to be gentle with the entry. He probed shallow; it was very wet but opened; he probed deeper and I began to feel the enormity of his fully enlarged penis; does it get bigger as it goes in? I begged him again, to be slow. The last probe found the mark; it bottomed out and the sensation sent a very strong message through my entire body. I had never experienced a sensation like this before. I lifted my head and closed my eyes as he began to pump me and probe me to the full depth. He realised that he was past the cautiuos stage and began to thoroughly pound my pussy. It was numb with sensation and all hell broke loose as we both spasmed in the ultimate expression of comlete love. It was truely a magnificent experience – it really was my first. We continued to date for a short while; we never did that again. We both moved on, married others, had families and all that was rekindled when I saw him yesterday. We talked, we looked and we remembered. He was a wonderful guy.
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