Where it happened: Parking Lot.
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 7
Category: Straight
My first time happened shortly after my fourteenth birthday with a senior in my school. It began as a bet, with two of my classmates egging me on who figured, like I did that he was the cutest, most sexiest looking male we had seen.
The trouble was, he had a steady girlfriend; but on the positive side both of my friends had caught him watching me (he was employed as the locker room attendant in our gym at school) and overheard him on one occassion making comments to his buddies on ‘how he’d like to get into my pants’ – as crude as that expression might have sounded at the time.
I am Mexican by descent, with long black hair, and though I was really short (a little under five feet) my figure back then was probably as perfect as any girl in school.
“Hey Brad! Claudia wants to go out with you!” one of my friends had yelled one afternoon as we came running past the locker room in our bathing suits from the pool.
It seemed my friends were doing all they could to help me win the bet.
“Hey Brad! Claudia likes your butt!”
By the third day he grabbed me by the arm as I came by the locker room right after gym and pulled me inside. “Hey, what’s going on?” he said to me, looking down at me from his six foot plus frame.
I shrugged my shoulders. “I don’t know.”
“What are they saying that for – you trying to set me up or somethin’,”
I didn’t answer.
“How old are you anyway?”
“Old enough.”
“You want to go out?”
Again I shrugged my shoulders. “Where to?”
“I don’t know… the movies, the beach, wherever, maybe we could just go somewhere and watch the stars?”
“Sure.”
He picked me up at the end of my street at eleven that night (I was supposed to be asleep in bed) and we drove down to the school parking lot. At eleven twenty he dropped me off at the same place where he had picked me up from twenty minutes earlier, my blood and cum stained panties in my purse, and my mind consumed with whether or not he might have gotten me pregnant. It was horrible, but I’d won the bet, and he and I never spoke another word.
That was the first time that a penis went inside of my vagina; my legs apart on the back seat of an old Buick sedan as he pushed and shoved and finally got it in, and if that was all that sex was about it was no wonder that I never did it again, with anyone, until I was almost eighteen.
Now let me tell you about the first time! The first time I got fucked so good I thought that I would die before it ended!
I was 24, married with a young baby, and my husband was out of town on assignment with his company in Burma. It was during the summer and to keep me company for the three weeks he had his younger brother, a kid of 15, come and stay with me and the baby in case we needed help.
The baby had woken early that morning, and after feeding him I had put him back into his crib so that he would go back to sleep, then went back to bed and watched the morning TV news.
Just after I got back into bed I heard Jimmy, my husbands young brother, getting up and going into the shower. Thoughts crossed my mind. He was lots of fun. The evening before we had been fooling around in the living room, he in his pyjama’s and me in my night robe. How it started I’m not sure, but there we were throwing cuishons at each other, and then wrestling on the couch, trying to push each other off. We laughed ourselves stupid, and for the last finale I had snuck up behind him, just as he was getting ready to head off to the bedroom, and had grabbed a hold of his pyjama bottoms and pulled them down! It was a spur of the moment stupid thing for me to do. He wasn’t wearing underwear, and as he turned around to try and stop me his penis caught my eye, right there, just 6 inches from my face. It wasn’t stiff, but it was obviously aroused. He yelled! We laughed. He called me stupid, then still laughing he went back to his room.
The sight of what I’d seen stayed with me all night, and never in my life before had I ever felt so horny and aroused by what I saw. I wondered what it would be like?
My husbands brother? Fifteen? I tried not to think the thoughts that now occured, but my hand was there beneath the sheets, my pussy wet and yearning, and I thought of just a week and one more day before Ralph would be back home.
“What are doing?” I heard him ask.
He had startled me. He had finished showering and was standing there in his bath robe at the bedroom door.
Quickly, my hand pulled away. I wondered if he realized?
“I was just watching the morning news.”
He came in and sat on the bed beside me, watching something about a helicopter crash in Los Angeles.
“You can lie down if you want,” I told him, thinking he might be more comfortable, and without thinking I pulled back the covers and let him lie there, next to me, inside the sheets. I had meant for him to lie on top of the covers, and hadn’t really thought when I had instinctively pulled the covers back, but anyway, the heck with it, he was there and he was comfortable.
Things happened the way they do, and it didn’t take too long and it seemed that we were lying there right next to each other, his leg against my own, his hand beside me touching on the thin cotton negligee I was wearing in the bed. Despite all of this, we just sat there, as though nothing was going on, still watching the morning show.
The traffic report came on again, his hand now brushed against the bare flesh of my thigh, then moved away.
Again, I felt his hand, but this time it just stayed there, and then he moved his body as though to get more comfortable, and his hand was suddenly touching on the flimsy garment of my negligee, now further up my thigh, his fingers brushing against the softness of my skin, slowly, ever so slowly massaging the softness of the inner thigh as though it was I did not notice.
He turned, now lying on his side, and his other hand now took its place, and I could feel it sliding upward on the inner thigh, then touching softly the pubic hair and a finger stole within and touched the wetness there beneath.
“We shouldn’t be doing this Jimmy,” I whispered as I turned to look at him, my hand now reaching out and grasping hold upon his youthful rod. It was stiff, not quite as big as what his brothers was, but it was harder than anything I’d felt of a guys penis before.
Nothing else was said as I pushed the covers down from off of us and watched as he now climbed between my legs and slowly pushed against the tightness of my vagina and slipped it in. In a moment we were having sex, my feet locked tight behind his butt, his penis stroking softly, giving pleasure to such parts of me I’d never felt or realized that were there, and then it was I felt the surge, my spine tingling, my body arching upwards wanting more what he gave! I gasped, moaning like I’d never done, or felt to do before. A moment more and it was over, and we lay there, exhausted, huddled in each others arms.
The next eight days were interesting. You might well imagine what went on, but how many more times we did it in the bed I’m not sure. I was like a kid with a new toy, and it was like a game, like a newly wed couple as we tried it different ways and did it on the kitchen table, on the couch, and in the shower. It was fun, but we knew that soon it would be over.
My husband arrived home as scheduled and Jimmy is now married to a very beautiful young lady in Witchita, Kansas.
Sound slutty? Well it was, but perhaps there was one good thing which came of the experience. Though I had been married to my husband for two years before Jimmy came along, I had never had an orgasm – with any man. Since the time when it happened with Jimmy I have had several, with my husband of course! Sex has become great. It’s better now than ever! I love my husband very much.
I had sex when I was fourteen, but I was fucked the way I should have been when I was twenty four. It took ten long years but it was worth it!
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