Where it happened: On a sand dune by the beach
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 9
Category: Straight
My parents were liberal about sex, but they had three concerns: they didn’t want me to have an unwanted pregnancy, they didn’t want me to get a sexually-transmitted disease, and they didn’t want me to be hurt emotionally by a boy would would seduce me and then dump me for someone else. On all three issues, I was in complete agreement with them. My mother said that a condom would take care of the first two things, but only my good judgement could help me with the third. I had decided that the best way to deal with the third issue was for me to be the one doing the seducing.
By age 17 I had done everything but lose my virginity, including doing a 69 with my then boyfriend Roger, which usually ended with me cumming in his face as he shot his load into my mouth. On my sister Becky’s advice (she was then aged 20, having lost her cherry three years earlier), I always had a package of condoms and a small tube of K-Y jelly in my handbag, just in case. Roger kept pressuring me to lose my virginity to him, but because I didn’t like being pressured I kept saying “no”. If only he had let me go at a pace that was within my comfort zone, he could have gotten laid. Instead, he insisted on being a jerk, and so we broke up at the end of Grade 12, just before my 18th birthday. A week later, Becky broke up with her boyfriend. She was having sex with him, of course, but he was pressuring her for other things, so she told him to find someone else.
That summer while our parents were on vacation, Becky and I went to a beach about an hour’s drive from our house. The beach was always packed on weekends, but this was a Tuesday, and there weren’t too many people there that day. The beach was known for its sand. From the sandy parking lot one entered the beach by going through a place in the dunes where a walkway had been constructed. We climbed the dunes and put down our towels high on the dunes far away from the walkway. There was a young man nearby reading a book, but otherwise all the people had gone to the beach itself. We took turns in the water, with one of us staying on the sand dune with all our stuff. I went for a swim, and when I got back, I found Becky in conversation with the young man (he looked to be about 22). She introduced me to Peter, as I dried my body. In the oppressive heat my swimsuit dried on its own. Peter offered me a soft drink, and I noticed the book that he had been reading when we first arrived. He began to explain what the book was about when his younger brother John came back from a swim. Like Becky, Peter had been waiting for John to return so that he could go for a swim. Becky and Peter left together to go into the water, and I began a conversation with John. He had completed two years of college, and so I guessed that he was 20. He was majoring in music, specializing in piano performance. Playing the piano was something that I enjoyed doing, so with this in common we spoke about the pieces we played. As we spoke I noticed the huge bulge in his swimsuit. I was pleased that I was turning him on, and he was having the same effect on me. I could feel the moisture building between my legs, and it was making the crotch of my swimsuit wet. We were even – I could see that I was turning John on, and John could see that he was turning me on. We quickly began kissing, and then John took the top part of my swimming suit off. So far, we had done nothing illegal, as a court case had determined that in that jurisdiction women had a right to be topless.
What happened next wasn’t legal in public, but I was too horny to care. I pulled down John’s swimsuit to reveal his hard cock. John licked my breasts, and with his hands he pulled down the bottom half of my swimming suit. Now that we were both fully nude, we got into a 69 position with me on the bottom, lying on the sand. John’s tongue brought me to an orgasm, and now I was desperate to have John inside me. I reached for my handbag, and pulled out a condom, and gave it to John. “Take my cherry, John,” I pleaded. In no time the condom was on his cock, and now his cock was at the entrance to my pussy. He pushed, but it didn’t go in! I reached into my handbag for the K-Y jelly. It had been there unused for nearly six months. He squirted it over his cock and the entrance to my pussy. Now his cock slid in further, and when he pushed some more, my hymen tore open, and I had to hold back a scream lest anyone should hear us. John stayed motionless until I nodded my head, and then he began thrusting inside me. John didn’t last long. He began shooting his load, which required six spurts to empty his balls. As John came, I came for a second time, and we held each other in our arms.
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