Well, my husband and I had never had sex, because he had fought valiantly in WWII and a German soldier had blown off his balls and penis. We had fallen in love before the war, so I was just estatic that he was coming home, even with a dissapointing wound like that. We adopted children, so we still had a normal family life. Our children still have no idea that Earl doesn’t have the proper “equipment” (as I heard my 16-year old granddaughter refer to penises one time). Anyway, our sex life was fine…hands and tongues galor! By the time prosthetics came along, we decided not to indulge in these acts. As we are extremely religious, we had long decided it was in God’s plan for us to remain virgins from penetration. Well, it wasn’t in God’s plan for me!!!! I had long since admired the beautiful body of our mailman, a 30something sexy man who got my blood boiling just LOOKING at him. One day, when my husband was conviently away, I met him (Derek) at our mailbox just as he was pulling up. As the day was extremely hazy, hot, and humid, I invited him upstairs for a cup of iced tea. Derek accepted. Next thing I knew, Derek leaned over and put his tongue in my mouth. I was SHOCKED!!! But naturally, as I found him a younger version of Donald Sutherland, I responded as a healthy young lusty woman. We toppled off our chairs onto the floor. “Oh Jane, Jane, Jane” he moaned. “DEREK! WHY ARE YOUR HANDS STILL ON MY BACK!” I screamed in ecstasy. He “took the clue” and started rubbing my breasts furiously. Next thing I new, my shirt was off, bra unsnapped, and Derek was trying out the zipper to my khakis. After he succeeded on pulling off my pants, we both just stopped for a minute, quaking with fear. Then, still in my own underwear, I started to undress him. Eagerly, I ripped off Derek’s shirt and shorts. FINALLY! I thought, I am SO READY FOR THIS! I took off his boxers and looked deeply into Derek’s eyes. Derek’s giant 6-inch cock slid into my mouth as I intently held his gaze. Faster, faster, faster, deeper, deeper, deeper. When Derek was about to come, I withdrew my mouth. His beautiful cock quivered in anticipation. It was the first time I had even ever seen a penis, and I was not dissapointed. “Oh Derek, this will be even better!” and inserted his penis into my vagina. As he thrusted, we both felt my cherry pop. “You’re a virgin?” he asked in utter shock. “Yes.” I replied. This did not disturb him (obviously) so he continued his pumping. Oh I was so wet for him, my hands grasped his back, I could see the marks I was making, the sounds were so loud and healthy, the smell of sex so overpowering…once again, as Derek was about to come, I pulled out, but this time I was frightened. “It won’t hurt when you come, right?” I begged for reassurance. In exasperation Derek didn’t reply, but just put his manhood in me again and thrusted a few extra times. As he came, I felt myself experiencing my first orgasm ever. We held each other closely, rocking like we were joined like magnets. I could see his face in the mirror, and the expression was that of pure bliss. I imagine mine would mirror his. The whole experience was just like a romance novel. The private joy…the endless rush of semen…the complete giving in…Well, God gave me this opportunity, and I thank him every day. I never see Derek anymore, and I never told my husband. However, now I own a wide array of sex toys so I am pleasured endlessly. I told my story so that everyone can know that it’s never to late to have sex for the first time! GRANDMOTHERS EVERYWHERE, UNITE!
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