Where it happened: various places
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Are things different now than they were 30 years ago?
I think they are, because back then sex didn’t come about
spontaneously like I read about in these stories. Let me
tell you about my firsts…yes firsts because every thing
didn’t happen to me in one night.
Without a lot of detail I will tell you about a lot of my
“first” memories.
The very first memory I have (concerning sex) is the feeling
I had when my penis got hard and I didn’t know what to do
about it. I can’t remember the age, but guess it to be 9 or
10.
The next memory was of staying with a friend, who was 3 or
4 years older than me, and the night he explained what it
was all about. (so he thought)
He asked me if I had ever done it. (meaning masturbate,but
called it fucking) He showed me how to and covered himself
up and finished. I was very shy, and was covered all the
time and didn’t really try it till I was alone later.
That made the third memory, about how good it felt and how
simple it was to do. I couldn’t believe I hadn’t realized
that on my onw. Following that was a long time before I had
another memory.
I remember looking forward to growing pubic hair, and
of looking forward to being able to spurt the liquid out.
I was very shy and didn’t get involved with girls till
after graduating. The next beautiful memory was of the first
girl I kissed. Was only out with her once, and the kiss
was simply our lips touching. As I remember, we wiggled
our lips and I thought we were really making out from that.
Later with another girl, after several dates, came the next
beautiful memory. We had kissed several times, but just
lips touching and again I thought we were really making
out. I knew a lot more than I had the nerve to try, so it
was slow going. Then I finally got the nerve to try
parting my lips. To my surprise, she responded by parting
hers also. Always before when kissing, I had felt desires
in me, but this was the first time that kissing caused me
to get an erection. After a few nights of this kind of
kissing (with nothing else happening) we got separated.
Thinking back now, I realize that I probably missed my
chance for my first sex, but I don’t regret it, because
the memory of those first erotic kisses are still very
vivid.
A lot of time passed before my next girl friend. It was
probably 2nd or 3rd date before we kissed with parted lips.
We progressed rapidly from that point to another memory.
That was the memory of the first time I felt her breasts.
First through her clothes, then with her bra off and my
hand inside her shirt.
The memories that followed closely after that was the
excitement of the first time I slid my hand inside her
panties. I was so shy, and she was so patient, and it
finally happened. Then soon after that, the memory of her
undressing and the first time together in bed. It was so
awkward for me, but it happened finally. It didn’t last
for hours on end….it was over rather quickly, but it
was another beautiful memory….that first time my dick
was surrounded by velvety softness. The beautiful memory
of the softness and excitement of our bodies touching as
our tongues lashed at each other and we thrust at each
other till it was over.
(I find it hard to believe these stories about young
couples being naked together without anything happening.I
don’t believe we would have ever removed our clothes
before we were ready to complete the union)
In the weeks following, we used condoms, but we hadn’t
that first night. We were lucky that time. Thinking back
I am glad it happened that way the first time, with
someone who I knew and who knew me, and we knew we wanted
each other.
In a few months we were married (and still are), but the
memories had just started. I didn’t realize then, but the
best was yet to come, even though then I thought it was as
good as it could get.
We used condoms for quite a while, but it was always more
exciting to me to be bareback. Maybe it was all in my mind
but it felt better to me and that is what counts. So we
started ocassionally going bareback, and yes she got knocked
up. That is the next beautiful memory. Knowing she was
pregnant, there was no need for condoms so for some time
it was very exciting for me…bareback all the time and not
just once in a while.
After the baby, we tried other kinds of things like IUD, as
well as condoms.
Several years into our marriage, we had made love in all
the positions we could think of, but we had never mentioned
oral sex to each other. I guess I thought it really didn’t
happen, was just something that happened in magazines.
This brings me to the next beautiful memory…the night
that somehow I got the urge to just see what it would be
like to kiss a pussy. I hadn’t said anything, and she hadn’t
either, but after the usual foreplay, I just on impulse
went down and gently and lightly kissed it. That was all I
did, and then I climbed on and the lovemaking was very
intense that night. She didn’t say anything about it, and I
didn’t either. But from time to time I would just kiss it
to let her know that I loved it.
This went on for some time and then one night I was feeling
extremely spunky, and I tried touching it with my tongue.
I remember that I didn’t do it very long, because I still
felt that it was somewhat gross, but I still had the urge
to do it. Over time I became more and more aggressive at it
and learned that after a shower I could not only touch it
but really give it a good work out.
This brings up the next beautiful memory, the night I first
gave it what I thought was a good licking, when I climbed
on, it was more intense love making than I had ever thought
possible. That night was the first time that I ever
noticed ending with my crotch wet from her and the bed wet
all over. That may have been the first time I really
satisfied her. (by all means was not the last though)
I never asked for her to do oral on me in exchange, I
decided that she probaly found it gross like I had found
eating her at first, even though I desired to know what it
felt like. Soon after I started satisfying her properly, she
surprised me one night by gently kissing the head for me.
She would do that ocassionally and as time passed she would
lick the head, and then one night she finally got her lips
all the way around the head. It was difficult for her to
do, maybe because she had thougt it was wrong, but she
learned to enjoy it and she realizes that it is not so
wrong after all.
After that, we seemed to talk to each other more about what
we enjoyed and that made us enjoy it more. This opened up
new pleasures for us. We discoved the joy of showering
together, and so much more. Now she doesn’t hesitate to ask
for me to kiss her pussy.
Another beautiful memory is the first night that I felt her
lips around my dick at the same time my tongue was pleasing
her pussy lips and clit. She was on her back and I was
kissing her pussy from the side when she reached for my leg
and pulled me over her face. Later that same night I got on
my back and she got over me in the same manner.
Another beautiful memory…..the first time she came while
I was licking her pussy. I didn’t realize that the come
would taste different than the dampness I was used to. It
definitely had a different taste and was much thinner.
Eventually I came to desire the taste of her come. Sometimes
I keep eating her till she comes and I do my best to keep
it all licked up. These things I would never have dreamed
of doing when I was young.
Am I different?
Were we different 30 years ago?
Or…are these young folks just fantising in their letters
today about doing all these things on their first night?
Looking back, how sad it would have been to do all these
things on our first night…then there would be no learning
or growing in our sexuality. I am glad that we progressed
through the years.
Is there anyone about my age with similar memories?? If
so, would you write them. I would like to hear that I am
not the only person in the world that started simple and
learned new things through the years.
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