5. My First Time
Well, I did it. I lost my virginity. I know…I know…I said I wasn’t going to give it up until it was special, but that was before last week. Let me tell you what happened.
One Satarday afternoon I was at my friend Jenny’s house and we were talking about sex, as usual. I had been saying that I wanted my first time to be special, that I wanted it to mean something. Jenny went downstairs to get us some drinks while I stayed in her room and I started getting my school stuff out of my bag.
Just then, Jenny’s single parent father Alan, who must have been eavesdropping in the hall walked into the room and said that my first time should be special, but it doesn’t mean I have to be involved with the person I give it to.
“Of course I have to be involved,” I said a little embarassed to be talking about this with her father. “Otherwise it won’t mean anything.”
“Not true,” he smiled, “If you give yourself to someone who cares about you as a person and wants to give you a wonderful experience, you don’t have to be in a relationship with him. In fact, you’re probably better off not being in a relationship.”
“Why?” I asked.
“Simple, you’re still young. Your high school boyfriend most likely won’t last past your first year of college. If that’s your first, it’s going to make the inevitable break up that much harder. You’re better off giving it up to someone who knows how to treat a virgin. That way, your first time is a good experience, something you can remember fondly and not have to associate it with a lost love.”
I had to admit he made sense. I don’t have a steady boyfriend right now and I don’t want to be a virgin in college.
“You’ve got a point,” I said, but what happens if the person I pick turns out to be the wrong person? How am I supposed to know how someone will treat me the first time?”
“You really don’t know for sure, “he said. “You have to at least get to know the guy. Talk to him and trust your instincts. If I were you though, I wouldn’t be looking at any of the guys you go to school with. They’re too young and inexperienced.”
“It’s ok,” he smilled. “I just thought I’d give you a little advice from an older guy that has been there.”
As he left the room I thought about what he said. I had to admit it made sense.
Later, as I was walking to my car I saw Alan getting ready to leave.
“Thanks for the advice,” I said. “I guess my next task is finding the right guy.”
“You need to find someone who knows how to treat a virgin,” he said again. “Someone who will make it a beautiful experience for you. Finding someone shouldn’t be hard to do, you’re really very pretty. I’m sure there are lots of guys who would jump at the chance to break you in.”
As he leaned against the car, I took a good look at him. Cute - not gorgeous - but cute with a very nice body. I began to debate the facts in my head. First, he wasn’t married and not involved with anyone that I knew of. He probably knew what to do, but he’s my girlfriend’s father. He’s got his own house so we’d have someplace to go, but he probably thinks of me as a kid. I do want to get this over with and it was his idea in the first place. So… Why not?
Not being the shy type, I just came right out with it. “What about you?”
He smiled broadly. “I was wondering if you might ask. Are you sure? I mean, I don’t want to cause any problems between you and Jenny.”
“You won’t. Jenny certainly isn’t going to know… anyway, maybe I’m just a little crazy.”
“Well, if I’m going to make this special for you, then we have to do it right. I have some things to take care of at the office and it is probably better that I don’t pick you up at your house.”
“Do you think we could meet at Silvios?” I asked as I have always wanted to eat there but it pretty expensive.
“That sounds perfect. Put on something nice, take a taxi and I’ll meet you there about 8 o’clock.”
Later as I approached our table “You look great alsmost good enough to eat!!” he said smiling with a twinkle in his eye.
We had a wonderful dinner and as we headed back to his place he asked me if I was sure I wanted this. I assured him I did, but it was nice that he checked. He also told be that Jenny was spending the night at a friends - Perfect!
At his house we sat on the couch and talked for a bit. Then he stood up and put his hand out to me. I took it and stood up. Softly brushing the hair from my face he leaned in and kissed me. His lips were soft and my mouth opened to invite his tongue in. I could feel myself getting aroused as he put his arms around me and kissed me deeper. My breasts pushed against him as my breathing got a little deeper. Maybe it was knowing what was going to happen, but I was more excited than I had ever been.
He took my hand and led me into the bedroom. My heart was pounding. Alan began softly kissing my cheek, lips and neck as his hands ran along my back and waist. I could feel my pussy getting wet and I wanted to hurry up, but Alan had other ideas.
He pulled my dress over my head and stepped back to look at me in my bra and panties.
“Do you want me to take these off?” I asked as I reached around to undo my bra.
“No, just stand there and let me look at you. You’re beautiful.” He came back over to me and began kissing my neck and shoulders. Sliding my bra straps down, he softly kissed his way from one shoulder across my chest to the other. He was taking his time and I was loving it.
Finally, he unhooked my bra and freed my breasts into his hands. Softly massaging them, he bent down and licked my nipples, which by now were hard and begging for attention.
He continued kissing his way down my belly and slid my panties down as he kissed my hips and thighs. My panties slid down around my ankles and he held and kissed me as I stepped out of them. While he kissed and touched me all over with one hand, his other hand was busy removing his own clothes.
When we were both naked, he carried me unto the bed. It was so romantic, just like in the movies. I can’t remember my pussy ever being so wet. Lying on the bed, he covered me with hot wet kisses. His mouth made it’s way over my breasts, down one leg and up the other. As he kissed the outside of my smooth pussy, I moaned softly and my legs involuntarily opened inviting his tongue in.
Softly, slowly, he licked my pussy lips until he finally slid his tongue inside. As it hit my clit I moaned loudly. His tongue was firm as he licked and swirled it inside me. I pushed my hips up and he spread my pussy wide. His tongue and mouth went crazy on my clit until I screamed as my body shook and I came.
Alan slid up and kissed me. I could taste myself on him. He whispered “are you ready?”
“Yes,” I smiled at him. I was more than ready.
At first he just put the head of his dick in, it felt nice until he hit the barricade. I got a little nervous and he could feel me tense up. Then he gave me the most wonderful sexy kiss. Our tongues were dancing with each other and he pushed in. The pain wasn’t as bad as I feared, but it still hurt. He kept still, kissing me and told me to tell him when I was ready to go on. I kissed him, running my hands along his ass and pushed him in. I was ready.
He started slowly moving in and out of my pussy. It was a feeling I’d never had before. Pushing my hips up to meet his, I whispered, “faster.”
He began pumping into me. It felt so good. The wave of orgasm began at my feet and washed over my whole body. “More,” I said. “Fuck me more.” And fuck me he did.
My body tensed up, my legs wrapping around him tight as I came. Then I felt something amazing. I began to feel his cock throb inside me. I could feel it stretching my pussy as it grew bigger. His hands reached under my ass and pushed me up to him as his body went stiff. The only movement I could feel was his cock pumping into me. I came again as he filled me with his hot cum.
When we were both able to breathe again, he kissed me and asked me if I was ok. I told him I was fine and he was great. Getting up from the bed, he told me to stay there and he went and got a warm washcloth and cleaned me up. That was so sweet of him. None of my girlfriends told me that their first partner did that for them.
I’m so glad I chose Alan. He made losing my virginity something wonderful that I’ll always remember fondly. I’m sure all my sexual encounters are not going to be this good, but I can’t wait to find out.