Where it happened: Traveling
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Listen up every one . I was like 16 when I lost my virtue , and here is how it happened. The family had taken us four children to the sea a five hour trip from the hills of the blue mountains a Virginia. I the only girl and the most disobedient of the children had a mind for adventure. My disobedient nature landed me in so much trouble my parents tagged me with the name negro lamba Paige. Or Paige the Black Sheep. My parents were determined to create a female out of me so all of my reignment was lace and frills. Colors of pale blue and Pink were all they bought me. In my heart I was a tomboy and I ruined many a skirt climbing trees and other things not befitting a lady. Often my brothers were missing jeans and flannel shirts as I constantly stole them from their dressers.The most horrible thing of all happened just a year before this trip as god blessed me with regular periods every 28 days in his attempt to make a woman out of me. I was unhappy with god and my parents working together but had to do what all tomboys must do every month. I hated being female ! If it were up to me I would of bought a dick and had the girl parts removed just for the convience of not having to squat back then. Well as we were on the beach we saw the large aircraft carrier head toward Norfolk harbor and the family wanted to see it up close. Momma brushed the sand off the seat of my short frilly skirt and forced lipstick and blush on my face to make me presentable. In no time the large gray bohemoth was docked and it towered over the shoreline. A very small ramp was soon full of sailors who all whistled an hooted as they exited in huge numbers. I looked around and realized I was the only female and Mom of course with a few thousand sailors of every kind. Mom was thrilled by the fact that these poor boy stuck at sea for months would take a fancy to me. For the first time I noticed a female not a tomboy has more influence over the male gender. I practiced a few hair tosses and winks and quickly won over twenty or so boys in a moment of time. The family wanted a tour of the great ship and one boy offered a walk around describing the ship and various jobs the crew had to do. I broke the rules and went up the catwalk and walked in to the giant ship with not a clue where I was going. I walked a fair way before being questioned in the heart of this ship. I said I lost my escort because he was given orders by an officer. This was a lie and he knew it. He smiled and said take my arm little lady let us find the young man. I held his arm and we walked in circles deep in to the belly of the big grey ship. Soon I was eye to eye with three men all grins wearing security garb. What have we here a future stowaway? The pretty thing was wondering around on what ever the deck was called so I rescued her. Do you have any ID Missy ? No sir my parents are taking a tour from the shore if you look out a window you can see them. One man was set to find them. We don’t tour this vessle ever Missy. How did you get past security? I just walked in . No Missy this is very secure atomic powered aircraftcarrier no one walks in . We will have to detain you and sort this out. In a few moments I was walked to one of a group of holding cells a few other guys were behind bars. We haven’t searched her they said to each other. It’s your turn one said to the other. Not me she looks like my sister. Hay it’s ok I have brothers I said I’ll hand you my clothes and you search them but no one touches me deal. Works for me
they smiled. So I gave them everything even my bra . I had every eye in the jail on my breast. I didn’t even let them ask . I’m wearing a pad because it’s my time , I’ll give it to you if you want to search it. No thanks mam we are sure your not hiding anything. Well in an hour I was taken down to meet my parents and I told them nothing but I got an inside tour of the ship.
This tale is where I lost my virtue to a sweet guy for a good cause. Now Duncan was 23 years old and he was a favorite this end of the blue mountains. He fell in love with a sweet girl when he was 17, at 18 just a month after their marrage. She fell in the barn and died during some playful antics and Duncan blamed himself. Sadly Duncan was a shadow of his former self depressed and angry. I walked eggs to him every week since I was 10 and I never felt so sorry for any one more. Well I noticed his car had not moved in a week and last weeks eggs were not touched in his outside refridge. Scared was I as I entered the house calling his name. The interior you supposed was decorated by his wife but was is horrible dissarray. Everything of hers was covered in dust as a memorial and when I found Duncan he didn’t respond to me calling his name. I walked to him sitting with a full beer in his hand looking to depressed to even drink it. I stood there for the longest time watching him. I finally said you miss her incredibly. Her birthday was last Tuesday . That was 8 days ago. He just looked at his beer but didn’t drink. He needed a shave hair cut and a bath as his aroma was a force to behold. I walked the house . The toilet was bad , the kitchen was a mess , the living room was cluttered but clean, the bedroom was perfect but covered in dust no one had slept in there in a long time. I just closed the door. Duncan you just became my project. I walked over to the sink and spent an hour scrubbing dishes. I’ll tell my siblings where I am and I’ll be back. I wanted to change in to pants but mother had only dresses in my closet. I looked like I worked in a Bob Evans restuant. So I went back over and cleaned his house he sat all day and only drank half his beer. I was but half done when I retired to my house. The next morning early I was sweeping his porch and cleaning his windows I walked in and he was still sleeping on the couch. So I went to the bed room and started in there. All her things were still in the closet. I desired her jeans and T shirts. I left them there and didn’t even ask. Soon the little house was clean. Not so the couch it needed a box o matches and a fire pit. I woke Duncan who looked like the house before I cleaned it . Good morning can you do me a favor and spend an hour in the tub under water . What he replied ? Wash up or I’ll swat your tush. K he said and he closed the door behind him. Two hours later I was worried he cut his wrist or something as it was silent for much to long. He responded not to my calling so I entered and looked at him in his birthday suit. The water had gone cold and he still hadn’t shaven. I added hot water but he never looked up. I grabbed the best razor I could find and added shaving cream to his face. It took a while but he looked great in a hurry. I shampoo’d his head and dumped water on him to rinse. I got him some clean things and ordered him to dress for breakfast. He came out sat at the table and said thanks so much Paige. I fed him and told him to take me to town to shop for food . Everywhere we went everyone said hi Duncan good to see you. He was a loved young man. The old guy at the barbershop came outside and said come here Duncan this is on me. The old guy shed tears as he cut Duncans hair. When Duncan looked in the mirror and felt his clean face and cut hair he looked at me and winked. People stopped and looked him over as we went shopping. The evening came and I made a simple dinner . You have to sleep in your bed tonight. He looked at me and said I can’t . I took him by the hand and led him in there pulled back the sheets and sat him down. I took off his shoes and shirt and pushed him down. Are you OK I asked? No I can’t forget her . Then don’t . Her desire for you is to be of good cheer. Not like you have been before I arrived. I kissed him on the mouth , tomorrow is Sunday take me to church , and I left. I was wearing my lace and frock as my parents planned and Duncan was clad in suite and yellow tie. The church and pastor almost passed out as Duncan walked in.
Mom said as I walked to Duncans old truck , he is yours for the asking you have my blessing. Then she added you are old enough. I went back home with Duncan and fed him Sunday dinner. Duncan your 23 and I’m 16 would you ever consider looking at me as more than some one to clean your house and bring you eggs. You want to marry me he asked? Well maybe I just want to court you first. I walked over and held his hand think about it. I got up to leave and he pulled me back by my hand and said I want to court you and then let go. I told Mom and Dad and for two months we were inseperable. I went to the pastor and we planned a simple wedding that evening I had new satin sheets and only my things were in the closet. I was unaware of what virginity is physically . I had never been with a man but I should of at least masturbated so I would be more ready for him. I could of had a larger opening is the thing I am saying. His finger insertion was as painful as his penis. Once I started tearing and bleeding penis insertion was easy .
Here is how it went blow by blow . I took off my wedding gown in front of him . He was all about looking . He cranked up some great jazz and started to dance and little by little he threw his things in different directions. I was jazzed and we danced with out touching a few tunes. He slowed down walked to me and when we touched hands his penis went not out but straight up pointing at my breast. It’s been a long time for me so forgive me if I’m a bit rusty . I’m a virgin Duncan you have to show me the ropes. Well I was a virgin and so was my first wife we got through it but she never forgave me for not going slow the first time. It really nice to see you with out all that lace Paige. Really I hate lace and frock and girly things. I like simple said Duncan. You cleaned my house in a dress. Tomorrow I’m wearing your clothes I told him . Tonight your wearing me said Duncan. He pulled me close and it was like a lightning bolt. I was weak and my heart was playing full forté. He touched and foldeled my breast for a solid hour. I tossed him to his back and grabbed his nice fat penis . The white love potion squirted over my shoulder and hit the foot board . Oops he said it’s been a long time. So I played with his unloaded gun so to speak and gave him some oral jollies. Next he flipped me over and it took a while before I opened my knees. He coaxed and turned me on untill he pushed his finger in and it would not go. In an hour I was busted and Duncan was screwing me for all he was worth. Some where on our third round as my fingers ran in the hair on his chest , I had my first orgasm. We screwed till morning. In three months I threw my birth control pills away. I bore Duncan 5 boys and he is the happiest man I know.
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