Where it happened: apartment
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 6
Category: Straight
I’d been secretly seeing this much older guy, who was married but having problems with his marriage, for almost a year. I’d set limits on how far we would go physically, which he had respected. We’d hold hands and hug, but not go further than that. For a few days early in our friendship we had gone further, but nowhere near intercourse, and I had told him I felt uncomfortable with doing more physically.
Anyway, this one night I’d invited him back to my apartment (I’d just started living on my own). He wanted to give me a backrub, and it felt really good to feel his powerful hands on my back. I let him unclasp my bras, which he had done before. After he gave me a backrub, he guided me to turn over on my back, and he proceeded to continue to give me a rub, this time on my front. He lifted the bras from my breasts, and began to caress them gently. “We’re going too far” I tried to tell him, but he told me to just relax. It did feel wonderful, so I closed my eyes, and just experienced the touch of his hands on my breasts. After arousing my nipples until they were beet red and plopped out, he bent to kiss them, and that felt ultra-wonderful. While he was gently sucking my nipples, he let his hand slip down between my legs. I still had on my pants, but even through the material his touch was driving me crazy. He could feel my breath coming pretty unevenly.
I stopped him the first couple of times he tried to unzip my pants, but the third time he whispered “I just want to caress you there, in your womanhood,l want to make you feel so good, please.” I was pretty nervous, because I had never let him remove any of my clothes below the waist, but I let him take my pants off. I wore a pair of pink sheer bikini panties, which left not much for him to imagine. Before long he was letting his wonderful fingers roam over my panties, especially at the crease between my legs. Even though I was a virgin, he could feel me getting very moist for him.
He’d taken off his jeans, and guided me to put my hand inside his underwear and stroke his very long, very erect penis while he aroused me. I had never done this before, and felt pretty nervous, but I wanted to please him. A little bit later he moved his kisses from my breasts, across my tummy, and began to slide my panties off. “No” I whispered, holding them on. “I just want to kiss you there, please” “We’re going too far” I responded. But eventually I let him slip my panties from my hips and I was totally naked.
He paused, planting a line of kisses from my neck down my body, then gently edged my legs apart and kissed me lightly in my most secret place. I could feel the warmth of his breath, so close to my most private self. He kissed me again, guiding my legs further apart. Then, after wonderful expectation moments, I felt his tongue gingerly touch me for the first time. It was a sensation I will never forget in all my life. I uncontrollably shuddered as I felt his tongue inside the lips of my vagina. He could feel my whole body tremble with romantic excitement.
After a few minutes, he pulled himself up beside me. I felt his penis brush against my pubic hair. I tried to pull away, suddenly afraid of where we were going. “Please, no, I don’t want to go further” I whispered. He held my hands, now lying on top of me. We were both crying. “I’m sorry, so sorry Margie, I just can’t stop. I need to make love to you. I’ve dreamed of this so many times – I need to have sex with you tonight.”
“Please try to enjoy it, I’ll be as gentle as I can” he whispered as he forced my legs apart with his knees. I felt his penis against the opening of my vagina. I wanted to resist, but with his weight on top of me I couldn’t move. I wasn’t really sure that I wanted to anyway, as I felt incredibly attracted to him.
I felt incredible pain as he forced himself into me. If I was honest with myself, I also felt incredible fulfillment. At that point I decided to give up any resistance, and at least enjoy my first sexual experience. “I love you” I whispered, encircling his neck with my hands. He went slower, and it felt much better. I helped him guide his full penis into me. It felt so wonderful having the heat of his penis inside me. I was still very scared, particularly about getting pregnant, but I also wanted him to make love to me. It hurt incredibly when he burst my cherry, but after that wasn’t so bad. I whispered his name over and over as he began to set up a rhythym, thrusting deeply into me over and over again. It was neat having a guy so totally out of control over my body.
His breath was coming in gasps now as he thrust frantically against me again and again, sending a sharp pangs of pain with each deep thrust. The he went taut, and all was still. “This is so wonderful, Margie” he whispered then I felt him explode inside me, sending warm sperm into every crevice. I had never imagined that the man would eject so much semen. It seemed everywhere. I seemed full inside, it was dripping around his penis and down both of my legs, on the bed under me, in my pubic hair. I knew that my chances of being pregnant were high, as I was about midway through my period.
We didn’t talk at first, and then just held hands for awhile. “Are you ok, Margie?” he whispered. He promised that he would leave his wife and marry me if I got pregnant, which calmed me a little. After about an hour he asked if I wanted to make love again. I agreed readily this time, and we had the most wonderful sexual experience. I climaxed and it was incredible. We had sex unprotected again, and he gave me another huge dose of his sperm, although not as much as the first time. We made love twice more before he left at noon the next day. He told me I was the most wonderful woman he had ever known.
I know that he raped me, because I said no. But in the end, it has worked out. I did get pregnant, but he did leave his wife to marry me. We have a beautiful daughter, and now I am pregnant again. We don’t ever talk about that first night, but as scary as it was, it was also wonderful. A little bit of me doesn’t forgive him for making love to me before I was ready, but I do understand how much he needed to express his feelings for me physically. We have wonderful sex almost every night now that we are married, and he tells me that he loves me very much.
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