My first time happened in the swimming pool of a beautiful hotel in Atlanta, Georgia in mid-summer 1978. I was attending a conference with my co-worker JoEllen, a personable lady that I had known for just a little while. On the evening of the day of the conference, we went out to dinner with some new acquaintances, and then hit several of the downtown bars drinking and having fun. It was quite late when we returned to the hotel, and I was a bit drunk and pretty tired. JoEllen, on the other hand, was also a little drunk but raring to go. As it happens, I remembered an emergency bottle of Jameson’s Fine Irish Whiskey that I keep hidden in my luggage for just occasions, and JoEllen readily agreed when I suggested we go to my room and have a drink. On the way up she complained about the heat in Atlanta at that time of year, why couldn’t the conference be up north, and how she couldn’t wait to cool off. At that, I suggested we revise our plans, grab my bottle and head out to the hotel swimming pool. Somewhat to my surprise, JoEllen thought this was a fabulous idea. Unfortunately, she insisted that we swing by her room so she could put on her suit first. I had envisioned skinny-dipping, if anything at all, since it was almost 2 AM and I doubted we could even gain entrance to the pool at that time. Bbut, always having had a hard time leaving a party, I waited for JoEllen to put on her suit and tried to make the best of it. Although it is not my nature, I could not get my hopes up. In the time I had known JoEllen, I had flirted with her a bit, but had received absolutely no signal of interest of any sort. In fact, I had gotten a few chilly rebuffs. So,that being the case, after retrieving my suit and bottle, we set out on our adventure. When we got to the door to the pool area, as expected, it was locked up tight. We took a swig from the bottle and tried to think of another plan. JoEllen was determined the night was not to end so soon. After a moment, I remembered seeing a fence around the outside of the pool. The fence led to the roof of the floor, which is where the pool was located. Giggling and feeling like spies, we made our way around to an emergency exit onto the roof, held our breath and pushed the door open. Much to my relief, there were no sirens and alarms, just a warm southern night. Joyous at our good luck, we ran to the pool, had a shot for good luck and dove in. We swam for a bit, kind of playing, then I got out and got the bottle. I sat on the edge of the pool, dangling my feet in while JoEllen swam around. She looked great moving through the water , I couldn’t help but stare at her nice body. When she noticed me taking my unfair share of the whiskey, she quickly joined me. Still in the water, she came over to the edge of the pool where I sat. She stood sort of between my knees as I took a sip and handed her the bottle. We talked for a bit, and I guess to make herself more comfortable she sort of leaned forward and put her arms on my thighs with her hands on my lower back. She was a little loaded, but must have been aware of her young breasts pressing into my lap. I couldn’t help feeling her slightly hard nipples through her wet suit, pressing into my inner thighs. She started rocking into me slowly, closing her eyes and kicking her feet up. She floated on her stomach in the pool, arms loosely around my waist, boobs and head in my lap. My hormones proceeded to take over, and it wasn’t long before my cock was escaping out of the top of my trunks. I didn’t call any attention to it, and I was wondering if JoEllen was beginning to fall asleep. I took another swig, then leaned back with my palms on the ground behind me to try to get more comfortable, my erection was feeling pretty cramped. JoEllen came out of her state of relaxation, and said softly “Oh, my, what do we have here?†Shock beginning to set in, I of course said nothing. She then hugged my lap a little tighter, and flicked her tongue along the bottom side of my head, like she was testing out the flavor of an ice cream cone. It was a tender tickle, but my cock responded with vigor. “That seems so uncomfortable†she cooed, then slipped her hands into my shorts and pulled them lower around my knees. “There, that’s better†she said, then took my head fully into her mouth. The feeling was exquisite as she rolled her tongue around my head and bobbed her mouth slowly up and down my shaft. I give her credit, she tried to fit my whole cock into her mouth, but it just can’t be done. I took one of her hands and had her stroke my shaft while she still massaged my head with her mouth. I looked up into the night sky, clear with millions of stars, and I thanked God for being alive. As my balls tightened, and JoEllens tongue worked me to a frenzy, I knew it wouldn’t be long before I exploded. With one longing suck, I let loose those first few dribbles of cum into her velvety mouth. She moaned slightly, then pulled away slightly, pulled off my shorts and quick as a flash, dove underwater. I was caught completely off guard, sitting there with a raging hard on but recovered quickly and dove in after her. My veins were screaming with testosterone at that point, and she had no chance of getting away if that was her plan. Playfully I grabbed her, spun her around and kissed her deeply and passionately. In one swift move, I circled my fingers around the straps to her suit and pulled them down, unleashing her beautiful breasts. I held her arms and straps and kissed her again, pulling her into me, feeling her soft belly against my hard cock and her wonderful tits against my chest. I can’t believe I didn’t cum right then, it felt so good to kiss her and feel her skin against me. Unconsciously, I had been pushing into her, and now we found ourselves against the wall of the pool, right by the ladder. I placed one hand gently under her bum and hoisted her out of the water and onto the ladder. With the other hand still on her suit, I pulled down and nearly got it completely off the first time. Those damn feet! But it was a minor delay, and soon we were kissing again, me naked in the pool and her naked, sitting on a rung of the ladder. I kissed her petite breasts, taking the hard nipples into my mouth like the finest caviar. Gently I sucked and rolled my tongue around the crimson tips. Then I kissed her slowly between her breasts, softly making my way down to her pussy. Obviously she was wet from the swimming pool, but she was providing plenty of her own lubrication as I slowly separated her lips with my tongue and tasted her for the first time. Gradually I ran my tongue in her, and then gently sucked each of her lips. I made my way to her clit, and played with it tenderly with the tip of my tongue. The sounds of her breathing indicated I was doing all right, so I continued in this manner for a while, then inserted my finger into her. The feeling was soft and smooth like nothing I had ever felt before. Occasionally I would run my tongue down and deep inside her, covering my face with her sex. It drove me crazy with desire. When I returned to her clit, still fingering her, she began to moan and rock, grinding her pussy into my mouth. Her hands moved to my head, at first stroking my curly hair then clenching on tighter and tighter. She was panting now, and I can’t tell you how ex cited I got making her this sort of crazy. Then she was involuntarily squeezing her thighs around my head, covering my ears, pussy frantic against my mouth. It took all my strength and will to pull away from her suddenly, moving backwards towards the center of the pool. The look of shock on her face must have resembled mine on the side of the pool just a few minutes ago, like she was totally confused. But then she was on mi, kissing me hard and pressing her groin against me. While the stories of shrinkage for men are true, I was so excited by the tongue lashing I had just given her that my member was still hard as a broom stick. She kissed me deep and hard, her arms around my shoulders. I put my hands on her fabulous ass, lifted her up a bit and set her down right on my anxious dick. She was tight, but magnificently slippery, and in just a we had found our groove and were moving rhythmically in the water. Still holding her sweet cheeks, she let go of my neck and lay back in the water as I pumped gently into her exquisite flesh. I looked down at her, milky white skin wet and slippery in the moonlight. Her breasts danced above the water, all slick and glimmering in the moonlight, nipples hard and round and pointing into the night. I will never forget how spectacular JoEllens breasts looked then, it is an image I can conjure up anytime if I shut my eyes, in a sense it haunts me. After pulling her up and kissing some more, I spun her around and sat her backwards on my stiff cock. With one arm I held her, pressing her back against my chest, fondling her breast and caressing her nipples with my fingertips. With the other hand I covered her mouth lightly, she was really getting off and making a lot of noise, so I wanted to remind her to be quiet. She responded to this by biting me on the hand, gently digging her teeth into my hand to keep from screaming while her steaming pussy massaged my cock. I can’t say it didn’t hurt, but at the time the pain felt wonderful, a symbol of the sexual nature of this luscious being. As I squeezed her nipples a little harder, my cock throbbing deep inside her, she began to twitch and jerk in my grasp. Now she bit down really hard on my hand and I knew she was where I wanted her to be. This threw me to the edge of excitement, and as she screamed into my hand my balls exploded like they never had before as I filled her hot pussy with my passion. We held each other for a few minutes, still riding on the rush of mutual orgasm. Slowly she pulled away from me, and I began to float on my back, my still hard and happy cock gleaming in the moonlight. She then surprised the hell out of me by moving in between my legs, putting her hands under my butt and lifting me slightly. Bending her face down, she put my still throbbing cock in her warm mouth and gently tongued the tip. My whole body convulsed a few times because my head was so sensitive, but in a I got control and just enjoyed growing soft slowly as she sucked the last bit of struggle out of my prick. When she finished, we held each other close and stared into each other’s eyes. I was fairly dumb founded, and still unable to speak. She broke the silence by saying “that was nice. I got to taste the first few drops, and the last few. And what a ride in between.â€
I floated on my back, looked into the fantastic night sky and thought of how lucky I was. Just 19 years old, and already I had discovered the meaning of life.
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