Where it happened: Best friend's Dad's bed
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
I don’t understand all you twits out there complaining about how bad it hurt the first time. Bullshit! You have never been fucked at all. You are possibly a stupid virgin girl that has heard too many stories, or more probably you are a little virgin boy, that knows nothing about Sex, Girls, Pussy, or even your own dick.
And all the lies about anal sex, and blowjobs, and cumming in the face, etc. There’s not enough of you childish perverts alive for all that wierd shit to be true. Bullshit lies. And everybody knows they are. You are wasting your time and ours, you perverted little creeps. Go jack off, and quit pretending to be something you read about in a trash magazine.
I was barely THIRTEEN when I first made love, and I did it with a forty-one year old man, and I do mean MAN ! And NO, you little twerps, it didn’t hurt at all, and it won’t hurt you either, when you finally do it.
Mike and his wife were friends of my parents. His daughter, Carla, was (and still is) my very best friend. Carla and I rode to Christian school together, and our families attended the same church.
I slept over at their home at least once a week, usually riding home with them on Sunday night after church. We girls didn’t have school on Mondays, and Mike was a shift worker, with Sunday and Monday off. He would keep us until my mom got in from work on Monday afternoons. His wife worked late on Mondays, and never was home before ten thirty. Sometimes Mike and my Mom would “have coffee” in the master suite when she got there. I think he was banging her too, but I’m not sure. She is really pretty, and has great tits.
Mike and his wife kept their bedroom door open at night, in case one of us called out. Carla’s room was at the opposite end of the hall. One night, just after everyone had gone to bed, I sneaked into the master bedroom and hid in the shadows. I watched Mike make slow, tender, patient love to his wife. I was impressed … and enlightened.
The next morning, after his wife had left for work, Mike called me into his bedroom. He said he saw me come in and watch, and that it was OK. We started talking about sex, and making love. I had always been comfortable with him, as he had known me since birth, and had changed quite a few of my diapers. He was easy to talk to for an adult. He showed genuine interest in me, a young teen.
We talked in detail of the birds and bees, and the events of the previous night. He showed me his, and I showed him mine. Then we took off our clothes and climbed under the covers. He held me close, and I kissed him for a long time. I had only kissed once before, and that was just for a second or two. Then he had me lie on top of him, and we kissed some more. It felt good!
I asked him what it felt like to make love, and he said he didn’t know, as he wasn’t a girl. He suggested we “pretend” to make love, so we did. He lay on his side, facing me, and I lay on my back, with my bottom toward him, and both legs over him, and spread wide apart. I held myself open, and he put the head of his dick just inside my inner lips, with the very tip opening of his penis right at the opening of my vagina. He felt warm. He felt good.
After a couple minutes, he got some KY jelly off the night stand, and put a little on my clitoris. It was COLD! but warmed up real quick. He gently and slowly rubbed my clit with his finger. He asked, and I said I really liked the feeling, and I did. He had me hold myself open again, and he removed his penis from the vestibule of my vagina. He pressed the KY jelly tube spout there, and squeezed quite a bit of it into my vagina. It had warmed up a lot, and wasn’t uncomfortable at all.
Still on my back, with my legs wide and over him, he slowly inserted his middle finger all the way inside me. It was tight, and felt strange, but was pleasant. He began to stretch my vagina in all directions, never making me uncomfortable or hurting me at all. Then … he put two fingers in me.
Now, that was really tight for a few minutes, but I relaxed, and my vagina stretched out, just like he told me it would. In a couple minutes, I was very comfortable with both fingers in me. It felt even better than one. Then he said “Lets try something else for a while”. I quickly agreed. I was having fun.
He removed his fingers, and wiped his hands on a towel. Then, and this is important: He stretched the skin of his penis over the head, and held it with his thumb and forefinger. I held myself open wide again, and he placed his hand, holding his skin drawn tight as I said, right at the entrance to my vagina. He released his fingers, and pressed gently foreward toward my pelvis at the same time. Ke slipped effortlessly, painlessly, and very comfortably into me about four inches. Neither of us moved.
It felt fantastic. I felt so “full” inside. Then he told me he was in me a good way. I knew without a doubt! We lay there for a few minutes more, then he began to slowly and very gently stroke back and forth inside me. Moving only about an inch, maybe just a half inch. Feelin Better now!
He tenderly pressed deeper each time, maybe going only a quarter inch deeper each time, until he was in me all the way. I later learned this muscular, masculine MAN had true seven and one half inches of dick. It was all in me, and it felt so fine! He slow stroked me for about five or ten minutes, then said: “Let’s do something better, now”. Again, I quickly agreed. He slowly pulled out of me. He was HUGE!
I lay just like I was, and he got on top. Without using hands, he gently re-inserted himself into me. I felt full again. He pressed pretty hard against me, going all the way in, VERY deep, while looking for signs of discomfort. There were none. Then he had me put my legs together under him, cross my ankles, and squeeze him tight, while he slow stroked me. I felt a twinge in my clit that ran up to my stomach. Perhaps a tiny pre-orgasm?
We held together and rolled over with me on top. Much better for me. He is heavy. Then, he taught me how to make love best for a man … and me. He taught me to slide down all the way onto the shaft of his penis, then squeeze tight with my pelvic muscles, and pull back off him about an inch or two, then repeat. Kind of a “milking” motion. It got to be fun in a hurry, and I’ll swear he got even bigger inside me then. I started having more of the little twinges deep inside me, but no orgasm.
I pumped him like that about five more minutes, and I felt him throbbing and pulsing inside me. He held my butt, and thrust deep in me, filling me full. Then we both went to sleep, coupled. He was still in me when we woke up later.
He got harder again, and we did it some more.
It was fantastic.
No pain. Little soreness. Minimal blood.
I was glowing when Mom came to get me. She and Mike had “Coffee” in the master suite again. She came out smiling big. I still think he is banging her too.
We have made love many dozens of times over the years. We still do. I’m 17 now, and would rather be with him … sexually … than anyone my age.
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