I was discussing memorable sex sessions with a good friend of mine recently, and I was reminded of this true encounter from my early days at university. I was given what my husband used to call " A bloody good seeing to"
This features a couple of notable firsts. My first fuck in the open air, my first g spot orgasm and my first from behind.
Husband excepted, my best “seeing to” was administered by a lad called John. I say a lad in all senses of the word. He was only 22 and he was a known “player” at university, but of course that reputation held an undeniable attraction to me at that time in my life. We met at a disco club. Remember those!
Well anyway, dancing in all forms was a big part of my life back then. John was that rare beast; a man who could dance properly and he was giving it the full John Travolta. So I strutted my best funky stuff and got his attention and the rest was easy lol. We had a great night involving lots of passionate snogging and hands were roving and there was much wetness, panting and release of love juices for us both, but no sex that night. To be honest I thought that was going to be it because he was a player not a relationship guy.
A week or two later he saw me on campus and asked if I wanted to go out with him the following Sunday. I accepted and he picked me up in his old but classic Italian Lancia ( No young lady can resist a sports car !)
We had lunch in a country pub, all the time flirting wildly and we both knew where things were leading. Back in the car I allowed his hand to wander from the gear stick and it found it’s natural way up my thigh to my wet spot, where it lingered, gently rubbing and teasing. We found a quiet country park. The parking space were spread out over a large area so we found a secluded place. The weather was sunny and hot. I was wearing my traditional sundress, white panties and sandals, that was all . The sundress had buttons all down the front. I had already loosened the top two and bottom three to allow his eyes and hands freedom to roam.
We got out of the car and I expected him to take me into the park and find a leafy spot and lay me down to have his wicked way. But instead he simply guided me round to the front of the car and held me in front of him with his hands on my itty bitties and he found my weak spot! He started nibbling and licking at my neck and whispering pure filth in my ears about how he was going to have me over the bonnet of his flash car. Me, being a delicate flower of a girl (not!) trembled in delight at his graphic explanation of my fate, which I must add I accepted dutifully.
He unbuttoned the remainder of my dress, and his hands found my panties and dragged them down to my knees. Forcing my legs wide held them in place and to this day I find the sight of a girl with panties at half mast extremely arousing at the memory. Bending me forward over the bonnet he played with my dangling titties until the nipples were hard as bullets. He flipped my dress over my bum onto my back leaving me totally exposed from the front and waist down. In that moment I was so lost in what was happening that I couldn’t have cared if the whole world was watching.
Then came the next torture. He toyed with my pussy for what seemed like hours, spreading the copious wetness everywhere but avoiding my clit which was screaming for attention. I heard a rummage as his trousers came down and felt his cock running up and down my wet lips and bum cheeks. To my shame I was now literally begging him to fuck me. Hands braced on the car I was pushing back trying to force contact. I just needed it so bad and I apologise to my feminist friends in hindsight for allowing him to control me so totally. He was literally laughing at me for acting like a complete slut.
What seemed an eternity later I felt the tip of his cock at my entrance and he slid straight in. He was a perfect fit and stretched me wide enough to feel every stroke sliding the whole way in and out. He took his time and despite my craving I enjoyed every second of it. We found a natural rhythm and as rarely happens it suited us both. He may have been young but he knew how to work it instinctively and it was just sheer bliss. I remember looking up and almost wishing someone would be watching us but sadly not on that occasion. Nevertheless, being outside and risking discovery made an already amazing experience even hotter. He sped up and slowed down until I was ready to explode. I wasn’t used to this. Previous partners had been very much in the wham bam thank you ma’am category! And then something happened which made me scream quite literally. He pushed me down into the bonnet even further, altering his angle slightly and I said hello to my g spot. It was just another level altogether and I knew I was going to cum quickly so I told him to go for it. He obliged with some quick vigorous thrusts and over I went. Clamping down hard on him he followed swiftly after and then there was that moment when I felt his cum inside me. Bliss.
I don’t know about him but I was exhausted and weak kneed but utterly satisfied after sex for the first time. When he withdrew, there was a flood of cum from both of us running down my thighs and I had to take off my panties and use them to clean up before getting back in his car or I fear I may have stained the leather!
Afterwards there was just silence and sitting in the park enjoying a sunny afternoon. We both knew it was a one off, although over the next 18 months we did have a couple more “one off’s” which were just as satisfying !
One thing was for sure. I knew what sex could be like now and I was going to try and repeat the experience as often as possible!
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