We met at a football game one wintry night in my freshman year. She was a sophomore, 16 to my 15, tall and thin, with long brown hair that fell over her shoulders and about halfway down her back. She was sitting in the bleachers just behind me. All she had was a thin blanket spread over her legs and I could feel her shivering every few seconds. I turned around and said, “Hi, you’re freezing!” She said she was and that she wished she’d have brought a warmer blanket. “Well,” I said, pointing to the empty seat beside me, “if you want to sit here, you’d be a little warmer.” She moved down, put the blanket over both our legs, snuggled in close and said, “I’m so cold!”
Let me tell you about myself. I was a typical high school freshman. I didn’t know which way was up or sideways regarding girls. Sure, I’d had a few “girl” “friends” before, but it was just kid stuff. We’d sit together at movies, or we’d end up at each others houses and drink sodas and watch tv or movies or whatever. I had not a clue as to how to go about making out, much less anything else. Yeah, yeah, I’d heard all the stories and seen the books and magazines, but my experience level was doo-dah. I looked okay, about 5’ 8” tall with a runner’s body. Tight, hard muscles from working at my dad’s farm implement store, delivering heavy parts and helping out the farmer’s and ranchers wherever I could when I did. “Good for business,” my dad always said. I’d have done it anyway, just seemed the right thing to do.
We were both wearing heavy coats, so I put my arm around her at the small of her back. Her shivering didn’t diminish much, so I’d give her back or shoulder a quick rub, trying to warm her up with the friction. Eventually she did steady down, so I went over to the snack stand and bought us a couple of hot chocolates. By the time I got back and we’d gotten them down, the game was over and it was time to go.
“Where do you live?” I asked. “Do you have a ride home?” I could have kicked myself as soon as the words were out of my mouth. I didn’t have a car, and just a learner’s permit to boot, so it wasn’t like I could offer her a ride. “Oh,” she said, “Just a couple blocks away.” “Can I walk you home?” “I’d like that.” So I walked her home in the light snowfall, holding her little hand in mine. I’ll tell you, that walk in the night, with the snow in the streetlights and clinging softly to her hair will forever be etched in my memory. I cannot imagine anything more magical than that short walk that night.
As it turned out, we became friends, and then one thing led to another, and we were soon making out on the couch in the den of her parent’s house. Just lip touching at first, but wow, what lips. Like I said before, I wasn’t any great shakes as a lover, but I’d heard a thing or two, and I was eager to try all of them with her. I’d get right up to her lips with mine and just brush them lightly, nip at her lower lip with my teeth, and then back off to look at those beautiful brown eyes. “You are such a teaser!” she’d say, and then attack my lips with hers. That girl did love to kiss.
After a couple of weeks and after the homework was done, our sessions on the couch would get pretty heavy. We were trading tongues and biting lips and chins and earlobes. A couple of times I'd put my hand up the back of her blouse but never went any further than that, although the raging hardon in my pants practically yelled at me to throw her on the couch right then and there. She’d always turn into me to press herself harder against my chest, but I really couldn’t tell whether she wanted any more than this “halfway to first base” gentle rubbing, and I was too chicken to find out.
During one of our couch sessions when her parents weren’t home, she reached up and turned off the lamp, the only light in the room. Turning back around, she said “Hold me.” Holding her was one of my favorite things to do, so I had no problem obliging her for that one. My arms were around her waist. Due to our teenage pawing each other, her blouse had come out of her skirt about an hour ago, and I had been reveling in the feeling of her velvety soft skin along her sides, back and tummy. She was just gorgeous. I felt one of her arms drop to my chest and start rubbing back and forth. It kept dropping as we made out, eventually winding up at my belt buckle. Even as we kissed, I was keeping close track on her wandering arm, wondering just what she was up to. I sort of matched her and had the back of my fingers rubbing lightly on her belly, just above the top of her skirt.
She seemed to be stuck there, rubbing back and forth, so I thought I’d see just how far she wanted to go with this and lowered my hand to the hem of her skirt, caressing her thigh. This was previously unknown territory for me, so I was being as gentle as I could possibly be, using only my fingertips to lightly brush and stroke her skin. Taking a mental deep breath, I put my hand back up to her waist, then moved it slowly down over her hips, squeezing gently, then on down over her skirt and again to her bare thigh. As soon as I squeezed her hip, she gave a little purr of pleasure, then put her hand lightly on mine as I moved it down to her thigh.
Squeezing her thigh again, I started caressing her skin again with my fingertips, this time moving up her thigh to her skirt. With her hand still on mine, I pushed her skirt up a little to touch the skin a little higher. With our tongues locked in a ferocious battle, I kept stroking her skin higher and higher until finally I could feel the elastic hem of her panties. I played one fingertip along the curve of her tight little butt from the outside of her hip and back around to the inside where her ass met her legs. A soft moan came from her as her hand pushed down on mine, inviting me to move a little further. I cupped her ass outside her panties and massaged her a couple times, then went under them and had a handful of the sweetest, smoothest ass cheek I had ever felt. I slid my hand across under her panties and squeezed the other cheek, then moved back a little and squeezed them both together.
Well sir, she started breathing real heavy, and the hand that had been following mine went back to the front of my jeans. She started at my belt, then down about an inch, and that’s all the space there was before she got to where the head of my cock was trying to break through my zipper. She felt the lump and hesitated just a second or two, then laid her hand directly on it. I hear a little whimpered squeal, and she started rubbing it up and down through my jeans. “Let me play with it,” she whispered, “Please.” “If you do, you know what’s going to happen.” “Yes, I know, I want to.” “Okay, baby, go for it.” It didn’t take long for her to have my belt undone, then the snap of my jeans, and then the zipper down. As soon as it was down, she reached her hand under the waistband of my underwear and got a handful of my 5” long, 2” wide cock. “Oh, it’s big!” as she played with it, “I want to see it.” She reached up and turned the lamp back on, “Oh, it’s wonderful!” and took it in both hands, jerking it slowly up and down. “I’ve been wanting to see something too, baby.” She looked up at me with those smoky brown eyes and said, “You can have anything you want.” and kissed me deeply. “Get between my knees,” I whispered. She moved slowly down to the floor and positioned herself with her face about 6” away from my cock. “Now, unbutton your blouse.” Never taking her eyes from mine, she slowly unbuttoned her blouse. “Do you want me to take it off?” “Yeah.” The movement of her arms thrust her bra-covered tits at me, and I reached out to cup them as her blouse fell to the floor. “Now the bra.” Peeling the straps from her shoulders, she started to reach behind her but said “I can’t reach the hooks. Can you unhook them for me?” She leaned forward so I could get to the hooks of her bra and at the same time reached up and took my cock in her hands again. I pulled her forward by her shoulders, bringing her face within inches of my cock. Unhooking her bra, I let it fall to the floor, then reached around and played with her perfect tits. Two nice handfuls of 34B, they felt so soft with a hard little nipple adorning them. As I played with them, she closed her eyes and sighed, and her hands started stroking my cock again. Her tongue reached out and licked my cock, moving up and down, then moving in circles at the tip. I moved one hand to the back of her head and lightly pushed. Her mouth came open and took the head of my cock into its warm cavern. Her lips sealed around it, and she began moving it in and out of her mouth. “Suck it in, baby, take it all.” “Mmmm” she moaned. I pushed my hips into her so I could face fuck her, and she gripped me tighter as I felt it slide all the way to the back of her throat. I needed to calm down a little, so I pulled her up to where I could get my mouth on those wonderful tits. Sucking first on the left one, I pulled it into my mouth and played with her nipple with my tongue, flicking it and then biting it gently. Her arms wrapped around my head and pulled me in and she moaned, “Oh yeah, suck my tits, suck them both.” I changed back and forth a couple times, sucking each one until both nipples were like little diamonds mounted on a soft swelling of flesh. My hands found the catch and zipper of her skirt, and I pulled it down and started playing with her ass cheeks again, squeezing them together and running my fingers over her butthole. I moved one hand around and cupped her pussy, rubbing it through her panties, then hooked the hem with my thumbs and pushed them down to her knees. “Stand up, baby”. When she did, that wonderful pussy was right in front of me. My tongue played with her slit, and I reached around to grab her now naked ass with both hands.
I pushed my face further into her pussy, licking and sucking on her lips and labia. I moved my tongue into her slit and opened her sweet pussy, fucking her with my tongue. I brought one hand into play and fingered her opening like I was fucking her with it. I found her little rosebud of a clit and sucked it into my mouth, and you’d have thought I’d hit her with an electric current. “Ahhhhh! Ahhhh! AHHHHH!” Her pussy started flowing like a river and she pushed my head into her sweet lovebox as she came once, then again, and then again. I licked and sucked for all I was worth, bringing her around to lay her on her back on the couch. I slowed down when I could feel her spasms decreasing, kissing her pussy lips and the insides of her thighs. “Oh! Oh! What did you do to me? That was better than anything I’ve ever felt!” “I’m glad you liked it, baby,” as I moved, licking and kissing and sucking, from her tummy to her tits, and then up to her neck. She turned and kissed me fiercely, whispering “Do me. All the way.” I moved inbetween her legs, positioning my hard cock at the entrance to her tight little cunt. Rubbing it up and down to get it lubricated, I pushed forward slowly and felt the top go in, then backed out and pushed again, getting another inch inside her. “Give it to me, give it all to me,” she moaned. I pushed a little more and found myself up against the barrier of her hymen. I raised up a little and looked in her beautiful eyes. She read the question there and said “Yes, I want it to be you. Do it.” “Ah, baby, you have got no idea how much I love you. It’s going to hurt a little.” “I know. Do it, and then stop for a minute.” I pulled back a little, and then thrust forward hard enough to get through her barrier. She squeeked a little cry of pain and locked her arms and legs around me, burying her head in my neck. I felt her tears as she whispered, “Wait a minute. Wait a minute.” I remained still until I felt her move her hips into me, drawing more of my cock into her depths. I pushed, and she raised her hips to meet me. A couple more thrusts and I was all the way in her, feeling my balls against her ass. I ground my cock into her, then withdrew until just the head was still in her. “Ohhh. Ohhh. That feels so good.” With our lips locked together, I started pushing it back in slowly, then out again, I slowly picked up the pace, only wanting this girl to feel good about her first time. Soon her legs started pulling as she raised her hips to fuck me back, trying to get every inch of me into her. I could feel her pussy beginning to get tighter and I knew she was building up to another orgasm. I was banging her just as hard as I could, bottoming out and slapping my balls on her ass with each stroke. Her arms tightened around my neck and she started screaming and thrashing her head from one side to the other “Oh yeah, oh yeah … Ohhh … Ohhh …. OHHHH …. YEAH …. HARDER …. AHHHHHHH …. I’M CUMMING AGAIN …. AHHHHH … OHHH …. OH BABY.” Her pussy tightened around my shaft so hard I thought she was going to pinch it off inside her as she came, her juices flowing down my balls as I fucked her faster and faster. I could feel the pressure in my balls building, and I really wanted to cum in this girl’s tight pussy, filling her up and draining myself completely into her. From somewhere the light of sanity came on, and I said “I’m going to cum soon, do you want me to pull it out?” “Yeah, you better, you're not wearing a rubber or anything.” I pulled out of her and flipped her over on her stomach, pulling her tight little ass up so she was on her knees. Slipping my cock back in her pussy, I started pumping her again and reached around to play with her pussy and clit with one hand, holding her hips with the other so I could bang her as hard as I could. “Oh shit … oh … oh …. OH BABY !!! OHHH !!!” She came again, even harder than before. Her pussy clamped down around my cock, pulling on it, driving me closer and closer to cumming. I pulled it out and she spun around. “Cum on my tits. I want your cum on my tits.” I got up on my knees as she sat in front of me and took my cock in her hands. She closed her eyes and with just a couple quick strokes, one spurt landed on her lips and chin, another on her neck, and a third and fourth on her tits.
She got up and went to the bathroom, returning with the cum and pussy juice cleaned off and a warm washcloth which she used to very attentively wipe off my cock and balls. When she was done, she took my now flaccid cock in her hand, kissed and licked it a couple times, lightly sucked on it, and then moved up to bring our lips together. “Love me forever, baby, all the time, any time you want,” she whispered. “There’s nobody like you in the whole world, honey.” As we kissed, I could feel my dick twitching again. She evidently felt it too, as she reached down and held it in her hand. “Oh my,” she said, and, looking at me with those smoking hot brown eyes, “what are we going to do with this?”
We’ve been married for almost 40 years. I showed this to her before I posted it. She said "I didn't think you'd remember that." "Light of my life," I said, "how could I ever forget."