Wednesday, 21 August 2013

MY WIFE'S FIRST TIME

She was nineteen and I was twenty-one when we got 
married. While I was sexually inexperienced (little 
did I know how much so at that time) when we married, 
she was obviously not inexperienced at all. 

I have to confess that I was not angry, jealous, or 
upset because she was not a virgin when we married, 
but I did ask her why she didn't tell me about it 
before hand.

Her answer was "I was afraid." "Are you going to leave 
me now?"

I answered, "Of course not. But sometime when you feel 
comfortable enough talking about it, I would like for 
you to tell me about who you fucked and why you 
decided to fuck them at the time."

"You mean you would really like to hear about me and 
my past 'boyfriends'? she asked. "It wouldn't make you 
mad?"

"No, in fact I think it would be exciting for both of 
us. Exciting for me hearing how someone else was able 
to convince you to let them put their cock in you and 
exciting for you in re-living the details of a past 
fuck."

"OK," she said. "But give me time to get used to the 
idea and to believe you when you say you won't get 
mad."

***

We were lying in bed one night after returning from a 
party at an acquaintance's house. The whiskey and beer 
had flowed freely at the party and she drunk a lot of 
vodka. I had only one or two beers since I knew I had 
to drive us home after the party.

We were both naked and she was lying with her head on 
my stomach, playing with my cock. It was obvious what 
was going to happen soon.

I asked her, "Have you given anymore thought to 
telling me about some of you past fucks?"

"Yes," she answered, "I'll tell you, but you have to 
tell me what you want to hear."

"Okay," I said, "tell me about the time you lost your 
cherry."

"Are you sure you really want to hear this?"

"Ye!s"

***

Sylvia's Story

We lived in the head of the holler with no neighbors. 
When I was twelve years old I started taking a blanket 
and going up the hill behind our house to a little 
secluded flat in a meadow to lie in the sun. Most 
times I would take a Teen magazine to read while I was 
sunning. As you know my parents had very little money, 
owning a bathing suit was out of the question, so I 
lay on the blanket in my bra and panties while reading 
Teen and getting a tan.

After a couple of weeks of sneaking off to the meadow 
to sunbath, I noticed my brother, Wendell, hiding 
behind a tree watching me. At first I was a little 
upset about him spying on me, but then I began to get 
excited at the thought of him watching me while I lay 
there with nothing on but my bra and panties. Even 
though I was only twelve, my tits were a size 34A and 
I had started to get some fuzz on my pussy.

I them decided to tease him even more. I sat up with 
my back to him and took my bra off and lay it to the 
side. Then I lifted up my hips and removed my panties. 
Then I lay down on my stomach and picked up my Teen 
magazine and began reading, pretending like I didn't 
know he was there.

***

With her head laying on my stomach and her hand 
cupping my balls while she was telling me this story, 
I was hard and erect with the tip of my cock just 
inches from her mouth. Suddenly, she took my erect 
cock into her mouth and began sucking it and bobbing 
her head up and down.

"Ummm," she moaned around my cock.

I always loved it when she sucked my cock, but I 
wanted to hear more of her story.

"Wait a little for that, I want to hear what happened. 
Okay?"

She released my cock from her mouth and said "Okay, if 
that's what you want."

***

The way I was laying on the blanket, pretending to 
read my magazine, I could look out of the corner of my 
eyes and see him spying on me without him noticing I 
could see him trying to hide behind the tree.

For several long minutes, I lay there naked letting 
him take my body, from my lightly rounded little ass, 
to the pert tits that were, at the moment, pressed 
into the blanket. Each time I shifted position, I 
would give him a glimpse of another part of my body. 
Soon, I could see his cock was tenting the front of 
his shorts. He was wearing shorts, and not much else, 
as it was mid-summer, and 90 degrees outside. 

After pretending to read for about 15 minutes, I 
pretended to get bored with the book and turned over. 
As I did so, Wendell was treated to a full frontal 
view of my young tits, and the light fuzz that topped 
my almost hairless little snatch. This unexpected 
delight caused him to suck in his breath with a slight 
gasp. 

I heard my brother's intake of breath, but carefully 
acted as if I hadn't noticed. Continuing to get a 
complete tan, I spread my legs, and lay on my back, 
giving him a complete view of my open little pussy, 
now starting to drool cream at the thought of turning 
on my brother. Ever since I had started having 
periods, I had been having fantasies about putting on 
a show for a man, and possibly even getting fucked. 

My mother had explained about how babies were made, so 
I knew what happened and I had seen my older sister 
have sex with her boyfriend in the back seat of his 
car just a few days ago. It was scary, thinking of 
having a baby, even though it was also exciting. So I 
mainly dreamed, not daring to actually try anything. 

Now, knowing my brother was sneaking peeks at my naked 
body was turning me on. I had never thought of my 
brother before as a possible sexual partner or 
boyfriend.

I decided to try and "make-out" with my brother. We 
couldn't actually fuck, as I didn't want to get 
pregnant, but there were lots of things two horny kids 
could do without actually fucking. I thought it over, 
all the time carefully turning my body to give him 
fresher and even more tantalizing glimpses of 
different parts of my developing young body. 

How could I get him onto the blanket with me, with 
both of us naked? He was obviously interested, and 
from the shiny head of his cock peeking out of the top 
of his shorts, equipped for the job. 

A slight ache in my neck, as I tried to keep him in 
view, gave me the Idea I had been searching for.
 
"OW!" I said. "Aughh! Oh, that hurts!" 

I twisted as if in pain, and lay face-down on the 
blanket, trying to reach my back as if I were in 
agony. 

Wendell had been enjoying my show, when he saw me 
seemingly strain my back, and collapse onto the 
blanket.
 
Worry about me being hurt, overcame his fear of being 
caught peeping.

"What's the matter, Sylvia" he cried. 

"My back. It's killing me. I think I got a cramp." I 
hammed it up for all I was worth. 

"Do I need to go get help?" 

"No. I should be OK in a minute," I explained. "Maybe 
you could help by rubbing it." 

Tentatively, he approached me. 

"You mean like this?" he said, starting to massage my 
shoulders.
 
"Yes, but farther down," I directed.
 
Wendell started massaging "farther down," until he was 
rubbing the middle of my back. 

"How's that?" he inquired.
 
"Fine, but harder," I requested. 

He was already rubbing as hard as he could, but I kept 
being pushed away, when he tried to do it harder. He 
explained this to me.
 
"Why don't you get on top of me, and do it." I almost 
snickered, as I realized how well my plan was working.
 
"Uh Sylvia," he warned, "you're naked, and I..." How 
could he tell me, his innocent sister, that he was 
sporting a hard-on for her?
 
"That's OK. I don't mind. Why don't you take your 
shorts off too, if that's what's bothering you?" I was 
really proud of myself for thinking up that line.
 
"But Sylvia, I've got..." He couldn't say it. 

"So you've got a hard-on. Big deal! Just don't try to 
stick it in me. OK?" I hid my face in the blanket, so 
he couldn't see my expression and spoil everything. 

Hurriedly slipping out of his shorts, he climbed on 
top of me, and began to feel my body all over, under 
the pretense of giving me a back-rub. It was almost 
too good to be true.
 
He pressed into the small of my back with his fingers, 
and began giving me a massage that threatened to put 
me to sleep. After working a while on my back, he 
began running his hands up and down my sides, and then 
he began rubbing my shoulders. 

Presently, he had somewhat of a "big" problem. His 
cock was banging against my butt.

I enjoyed the feel of my brother's cock sliding 
against my rounded little ass. 

"Sylvia. My cock is getting in the way," he said. "Can 
I put it down between your legs for a minute?" 

"Well, OK. Just for a minute. Just don't get any of 
your cum in me."
 
He continued rubbing my back, while he started sliding 
his cock down between my legs. He kept on 
sliding his cock past the clenched lips of my twelve 
year old pussy. Each time the tip of his cock slipped 
by the entrance to my pussy, he would push the head in 
a little.
 
I felt my brother pressing the head of his prick into 
my now slippery pussy.

"Stop it!" I said. "You almost went inside me that 
time." 

He continued sliding his cock past the lips of pussy. 

"Don't you like it?" he inquired. 

"Yes, but we shouldn't," I lied. 

Still, I began working my hips in time with the 
sliding of my brother's cock. I really enjoyed the 
slip-sliding feel of his cock rubbing against my pussy 
lips. 

After waiting a bit, he once again pushed the head of 
his cock against the opening to my pussy. This time, I 
didn't stop him. 

"You aren't cumming inside me, are you?" I asked.
 
"Just making it easier for my cock to slide, while I 
rub your back," reassured Wendell. 

The next time the tip of his cock reached my pussy, he 
pushed in a little harder. There was a popping 
sensation, and I felt the ring of muscles at the mouth 
of my pussy slip over the head of his prick. 

"You little bastard. You put your cock inside me." But 
there was no heat in my accusation and I didn't pull 
away. 

"I've just got the tip in," he lied.

"It feels like more than just the tip," I mumbled, but 
said no more, as I relaxed. He continued to rub my 
back. Only now, he was sliding the tip of his cock in 
and out of the lips of my pussy, both of us enjoying 
the sensations, each time the muscles of my young 
pussy snapped around the head of his prick. 

We both knew exactly what he was doing, but was 
enjoying it too much to stop. After a short while, I 
started to push back. More and more of his cock slid 
into my pussy, until the head of his prick rested 
against my unbroken hymen. 

"You'd better not knock me up," I said, pushing back 
at my brother. He pushed his cock in and out of my 
pussy, until he was close to cumming. 

"Stop Sylvia!" he said. "I'm almost ready to cum." 

"Don't cum in me!" I cried. "I don't want to get 
pregnant!" 

"Just wait," he continued. "No don't pull off. Just 
hold on. If you pull off, I might cum inside you 
before you get all the way off. Just hold still. Don't 
move!" 

"Ooooh. OK," he said. "We can continue now." 

With this, he started fucking me, sliding his cock all 
the way up to my unbroken cherry, and all the way back 
out. Back and forth. Back and forth. He was really 
fucking me now. 

After a while, it got to be too much for me. "Stop," I 
said. 

"Huh?" Wendell asked. 

"I want to turn over, so that we can do it right," I 
explained. 

"Are you sure?" he wanted to know. 

"Uh-huh. If we are going to fuck, let's do it right." 
With this, I turned over, and placed my brother's cock 
against the opening to my pussy. "Now push," I said. 

He pushed, and his cock slid all the way up inside 
pussy with a rush. There was a snapping sensation, and 
I felt my hymen break. Then I started to climax, 
knowing that I had brother's cock stuck all the way up 
inside me.
 
"You wanted to fuck me. Well fuck me!" I cried. "You'd 
better not cum inside me though. I don't want to get 
pregnant." 

He slipped his cock in and out of my pussy. I loved 
it. I hadn't realized how good it would feel to be 
fucked. Soon, I found myself in the throes of another 
even mightier climax. 

"Cum. Cum. Cum. I'm going to cum!" I panted. 

"Sylvia don't," he warned. "You're going to make me 
cum inside you." 

I was too far gone to stop. I wrapped my arms and legs 
around my brother in a death-grip, and fucked back 
even harder. 

"Unh. Unh. Do it," I encouraged, not letting him go. 

He couldn't help himself. He began ejaculating right 
up inside my squeezing little pussy. 

"Sorry Sylvia," he apologized, "I couldn't help it. 
Why didn't you let me go?" 

"I couldn't" I replied, still panting. "It felt so 
good. 

"Are you mad at me?" he asked. 

"No, mainly, I'm mad at myself," I replied. 

"Why? I thought you said you liked it." He said 
confused. 

"I did. That's why I'm mad at myself. When I think of 
all the wasted time, when we could have been doing 
this, I get mad." 

"You mean you'll want to do it again?" he said "I 
thought you were scared of getting pregnant." 

"I am, a little. We'll need to think of something." 

***
 
"There, now you know how I lost my cherry," she said 
drunkenly as she sucked my hard cock back into her 
mouth.

I have to say, in all fairness, that she sucked cock 
better than I had ever seen in any porn movie. She'd 
obviously had a cock in her mouth a time or two 
before. She mouthed and tongued me, jacking me with 
her 
hands, occasionally licking my balls or fondling them. 
Her hands caressed and squeezed the cheeks of my ass. 

The alcohol was doing a nice job. I looked down at her 
head bobbing up and down on me. 

I began thrusting back and forth. I felt the urge to 
plunge myself deep into her. She never missed a beat. 
She took my cock eagerly into her mouth, working her 
head up and down. She took almost the whole shaft down 
her mouth at times. Then she would jerk me off while 
her tongued worked miracles on the head. 

My cock felt unbelievably hard. It was like shoving an 
iron rod down her throat. Sylvia took me deep into her 
mouth again, pinning her nose in a mound of curly 
pubic hair as I felt my cock entombed by her gagging 
throat. 

"Let's try this," she said, lying down on her back. 
She let her head dangle over the edge of the bed.
 
"Go ahead," she said, opening her mouth wide." 

I couldn't believe what was happening. I didn't need 
any more coaxing. I took her head in my hands and 
shoved my cock in her mouth. I then began a relentless 
face fucking. I slammed my cock into her throat, again 
and again. 

As if this weren't enough, I began to fondle her lithe 
body. I stuck a finger in her pussy. She was soaking 
wet. I fingered her wildly as I fucked her face.
 
I heard muffled moans coming from her cock-stuffed 
mouth as I fondled her pussy vigorously. The need to 
taste her juices overwhelmed me. 

I grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up. She let 
out a yelp of surprise as I hoisted her in the air. I 
stuck my face in her pussy and began eating her out 
like a feed bag. She soon got the idea and began to 
suck my cock again. 

"Oh, yeah!" I shouted loudly. "Yeah! Yeah!" 

She jerked me off furiously as she sucked my cock. I 
felt my balls tingle and I unleashed my load into her 
mouth. Gob after gob of cum filled her mouth. 

She began coming at the same time as I licked her 
pussy.

***

"Someday you need to tell me how you learned to suck 
cock like that." I said.

"Maybe the next time you get me drunk," she answered.

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