On the way home from the pub following my induction to drinking(!) I had, as we always do on our first time, had too much to drink. Crossing over the road from the pub, I spotted a junior school sweet heart, I had always dreamt about, her name was Julie. She had lost weight, as I had, and she looked fit! She and I shared birthdays, and it was her first time out to town – she was waiting for a taxi to go and meet some mates. I came over as a little drunk, and she said she’d had a few to try to get into the party mood. She didn’t need to, she was a natural. We got talking and as you do when you’re drunk, your life story starts coming out. That was the end of it. We both revealed that we were virgins, and that we should lose it together, sharing our birthdays, first times and a wonderful night together. We couldn’t go back to mine, or her’s as both sets of parents were in, so we went to an old quiet spot that I used to come through on the way home from school. Smooching was first, our lips disguised the random moving of our hands, and before too long we could both feel skin. The alcohol inside us kept us warm even though it was the end of November, and a light frost was appearing on the ground. It must have been turned midnight. We got lower and lower to the floor as time went on through drunkness making us physically weary, but the stimulation of the frost made both of our nipples stand out like I’ve never felt before. Our lips hadn’t parted at this stage and we had managed to strip each other succesfully down to our pants when we though that we had to watch the most beautiful part of the process. First of all, we both stood up, then I knelt down before her and took hold of the briefest pair of briefs I had ever seen. The wetness off both the frost and of her fanny made them almost see-through and I could see the delights that I was about to taste. As I slid them down her smooth, tanned legs, my lips met the lips which were vibrating with the cold excitement. I felt my penis grow to a stiffness never experience before, and my tongue slipped into her succulent quivering muff. What an experience, not only to have the pleasure of this sensation, but also to look up, see and touch her firm breasts, not too big, but enough for comfort. As I licked her, the pusating of her hips started at a regular tempo. Groans of delight echoed round the air, until my mouth was filled with a mixture of spit and her wetness. She bent down, took me under the arms and lifted my hands up above my head. I felt the cool air, circulate amongst the hair beneath my sweating arm pits. She urged me to my feet and took the same stance as I had, those moments earlier. Now for my turn. The finger nails stretched the elastic of my skin-tight boxer shorts, and she started to remove them. I tingled all over, knowing what I was to expect, and before I even had time to think of what was coming, the hot breath of her mouth encircled my cock. The end pulsating with eagerness. As she slid back and forth, so my hips rocked in rhythm. She reached up, rubbing the hair on my chest, freshly grown, and well groomed. My nipples remained hard, my pecs, shaped and worth every work-out I had completed, were there in all their splendour. I felt her tongue pass from the tip of my penis and follow along my pubic line, across my six-pack and slowly up my defined body. She guided my still erect hard-on into her slippy cunt and the virginity had gone. We changed position numerous times, each one that more exciting that the one before. The coldness of the ground remained the stimulus to go on climaxes to continue until out badies could take it no more. I had had the pleasure of filling her body time and time again with my juices, her groans will remain with me for the rest of my life, and every time we meet, even though we are not married, we ensure we re-act those special three hours of winter madness.
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