Back In My Younger Day....

When you're a guy in your early 20's, as I was when this took place, your hormones are just screaming at you to CUM CUM CUM. Sorry girls but you'll never know how all encompassing the need to ejaculate is to a guy that age! By the same token, as a guy, I'll never know that craving you ladies have to give birth so I guess we're square in some ways.

So having just come out of a two year relationship with a lovely girl, who I did get back together with later on but that's a story for another day, where we were almost constantly having sex, using my hand again just wasn't doing the job satisfactorily. Those rampant male hormones were screaming at me to find another female hole to fill. 

So who remembers CB radio? Yep, that's how long ago this story took place! But that's how I met that 'temporary' girlfriend. Let's call her Julie.

On the CB radio one night idly listening in to chatter, I picked up on a girl who was chatting to anyone and everyone. CB radio was still quite new in the UK then and it was common to chat to absolutely everyone. I jumped in to the conversation and we got chatting. I naturally didn't tell her that I was sitting with my cock in my hand as I almost permanently was at the time!

Turns out Julie was mobile like me and we weren't far apart. We didn't agree to meet there and then, even at age 18 she knew to be a wee bit cautious about meeting strange men, but she did drive past my car. 

She was actually out with a girlfriend of hers who happened to be the sister of a good friend of mine. And this girlfriend recognised my car and did me the big favour of telling Julie that she knew me and that I was a nice guy and persuaded her to meet me for a date!

So a few days later we met at a local pub for drinks, me trying to hide an erection, as I tried to come up with a strategy to get inside Julie's knickers. Sorry ladies but no qualms about fucking on the first date for me at that age! 

So with balls aching, cock throbbing and oozing pre-cum - forgive me, I was pretty young and hadn't had sex for about a week, which seemed an age at the time - I waited in the pub for Julie. Only to be horrified to see that she'd brought her friend with her as a cock blocker!!! I could've cried!!

It turned out though that there was a reason for it. Julie had also just come out of a relationship with another guy who, from her description, was a complete aresehole. He'd been her first boyfriend and seemed to be an incredibly selfish guy using her body as nothing more than a wank tool. A warm, welcoming hole to satisfy his needs without thinking of hers.

And he wasn't taking being dumped well hence Julie went everywhere with her sidekick for backup in case she bumped into him.

Julie was a bit younger than me at 18 years old and, whilst I was only four years older than her, the difference in sexual experience was wildly marked. Especially as her one and only sexual partner had shown no interest in pleasuring her at all. She had no idea what foreplay was, genuinely didn't believe that women could have orgasms, and had certainly never had one, and oral sex was a complete mystery to her.

Whilst the young, virile male in me needed a pussy to fuck, I was also keen to pass on my, admittedly in those days limited, knowledge about sexual practices to her. 

Fortunately, Julie and I got on well at that first meet despite the cock-blocking friend, damn her, and she agreed to meet again just me and her alone.

So a couple of nights later, we went to a party at a friends house together. Julie looked lovey but was wearing trousers!! A sure sign that she wasn't prepared to make her wonderful female charms available to me straight away. So despite my throbbing cock, I'd deliberately not had a wank that day in anticipation of a fuck, and Julie's magnificent female shape, soft skin and wonderful breasts crushed teasingly inside a T-shirt, I decided to behave and play a long game.

A long game to the extent that when I dropped her home, I just gave her a gentle peck on the cheek! How I kept myself from going further I'll never know! Those male hormones were screaming their loudest but I managed to contain myself and hope for another date.

And the plan worked! 

Two nights later, I picked her to take her to the pub for a drink and this time, wonder of wonders, she was wearing a skirt!! And it being a warm night, no tights! 

It was during this quiet drink that she told me about her old boyfriend. How he only ever wanted to fuck her until he was satisfied and how at the wrong time of the month he'd insist on hand jobs. It became clear that Julie saw sex as just a chore - something she had to do just to satisfy her boyfriend. She had a lot to learn and who better to teach her than me - we all have inflated opinions of our abilities at that age!

Again I decided to play a long game and took her home, chatting in the car outside her parents house before leaning over to give her another chaste peck on the cheek. Only this time she grabbed my head and fiercely pressed her lips to mine kissing me deeply and frantically. It seems her hormones were doing some screaming of their own!

I kissed her back and decided to risk a gentle squeeze of her left tit. She liked that and kissed me all the fiercer.

But wait - we can't do this parked outside her parents house! So disentangling, reluctantly on my part, I started the car and drove off to somewhere a lot more private with no complaints from Julie.

Now alone and with some privacy, we set to in earnest. Kissing, kissing, kissing with tongues sliding in and out of each others mouths, I reached again for her tits, gently kneading and pressing through the material of her blouse, feeling her nipple harden beautifully. 

I kissed, I squeezed, I kneaded, I reached my hand inside her top and continued outside her bra, getting the distinct impression that no one had ever taken the trouble to actually turn her on and pleasure her body as a lady deserves. My hand now inside her bra, feeling the warmth and softness of that wonderful female orb topped with that gorgeous soft yet hard nipple with Julie now panting in my ear, her body writhing against me.

I decided the time was right to reach for the ultimate goal - that wonderful warm, moist slit between her legs. So taking my hand out of her bra, I reached down under her skirt between her legs. She opened her thighs willingly much to my delight and I gently pressed my hand against her crotch feeling how warm she was, feeling how her beautiful female folds moved beneath the fabric of her knickers and of course how damp they were.

I love feeling a womans slit through her knickers. Love how it feels. Love how the lady reacts. And love how that ultimate sexual hole is soooooo close to my hand and just covered by flimsy material. 

But there comes a time when I need to feel it. To feel her flesh on my hand. So gently, I slid my hand inside the top of her knickers, parting her crack with one finger and seeking out her clitoris. Her clitoris it seems, had barely if ever been stimulated as her reaction to  my touch was amazing. Gasping mightily, she gripped my head hard and kissed me even more firmly and deeply, her breath and tongue on my lips feeling amazing.

Her pussy lips felt beautiful either side of my finger and her little bud felt incredible as I gently rubbed and pressed and circled her clit. That felt amazing on my fingers and her body reacting and writing against mine was a huge turn on.

Sliding my hand downwards, I slipped a finger into her cunt then back up over her clit. Slowly and gently but firmly again and again and again, delighting in the feel of her sex on my hand and the way she enjoyed these new sensations in her body as she writhed against me, legs parting and closing in time with my hand movements. 

Two fingers now, spreading her hole a little wider and reaching deeper into her before pulling out to rub her clit. Her movements as I pleasured her sweet hole can only be described as primitive and animalistic - and utterly gorgeous.

Over and over and over again I ran my fingers into her and over her clit. Now slow, now fast sometimes deep, sometimes barely entering her. Until on one of my deep forays, reaching as far up towards her cervix as I could she took one huge breath, grasped me tight around the neck and her pussy gripped and spasmed on my fingers as she had what turned out to be her very first orgasm. 

Letting that breath go, she took another deep gulp of air and groaned loudly as her cunt pulsed even harder on my fingers.

Finally, subsiding into panting, her pussy released it's grip and her hole flooded with her juice. Guys, don't you love that post orgasm feel inside a girls pussy? I know I do. How wet and 'used' it feels with the ridges inside pronounced and swollen after the vaginas mighty grip has been released.

Getting my cock inside her was now my priority. Clambering across the car, I positioned myself between her legs and with her still panting, I slid myself into her beautifully wet hole. Accompanied by her little whimpers in my ear and her arms wrapped tight around me, I pumped my cock in and out of her cunt.

Faster and harder I fucked her until I could hold back no longer and flooded her body with my thick, warm, sticky sperm, me now grunting in her ear as my balls were emptied at last into that lovely, welcoming vagina.

We lay still, both panting as my cock gave it's last gentle spasms inside her wonderful female body and my sperm started to ooze out around my slowly shrinking shaft.

Gentle kisses and licks now - her lips, her ear lobe, her eyes, a physical thank you from me to her for letting me impregnate her and a gentle unspoken thank you from her to me for showing her how sex could be.

Her first orgasm then. And a few more firsts for her yet to enjoy in what turned out to be a brief relationship. But those tales are for another day.