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My Second Female

When I met my first wife it was on a blind date, set up by our siblings. I was to drive to the girls farm and help clear some brush. We liked each other right away and after a hard days work we were sent to the rec room to enjoy a private fireside 'chat'. We got right down to business and she lay on top of me in a long nightgown type of dress. It was silky and thin material and I didn't mind that it went all the way to the floor. As we necked and felt around, it became clear that she had nothing on under her dress. As I played with her nipples through the material, she was busy sliding around on my zipper and the hardon it restrained. After at least a half hour she closed her eyes and started to spasm on top of me. After several strong jolts she giggled, smiled and said, thanks. I said what for? She said, I just came on you!!

A few weeks later we were necking on the couch, at the home she boarded in at University, and I managed to slide her dress (same one) up over her hips, exposing as I had suspected a neatly trimmed pussy, with plump lips and thin brown fur. It was closed as tight as a clam and I had to pry it open with my fingers. She had the tiniest clit I had ever seen. She said don't touch it, it's too sensitive! She very deliberately guided my fingers to slide up and down either side of her pussy, between her outer and inner lips. I had to use one hand to hold her outer lips apart, and was told to slide the full length of her pussy from bottom to top, several times on one side then the other. She was very specific in how to jill her.

As she got wetter, I used her copious juices to cover her entire abdomen and thighs, she loved it. I slid first one, then two, then three, and finally all five of my stubby fingers into her pussy, while continuing to gently stroke her pussy. She had the biggest vagina I have ever put anything inside. I had no trouble putting my hand into her (at her urging, while her outsides were the size of a child's (she was 5ft. tall and 20 years old) I could now gently slide my fingers over her tiny clit, but only outside the hood. This went on for over 45 minutes until she reached a fever pitch and started grunting, fuck me with your hand, fuck me, fuck me. As she came she just about crushed my hand with her vaginal spasms (I learned to remove some fingers as she came). She was totally spent after one orgasm and had no interest in helping me out. She was a totally selfish lover and had the most intense orgasms I've encountered.

She later told me she had been masturbating as long as she remembered and had learned to get herself off in any situation but the long slow ones were the best.

She refused to masturbate for me but boy did she like to receive.

BYE


Posted on: 2005-08-25 00:00:00 | Author: