My Firsts: Two in One

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It’s been said that your “first” experience with anything is memorable. I had never thought about it one way or another until after my first oral experience.

I was 37 yrs old and I had met a man online, talked on the phone and we were supposed to meet in person. Up until the minute I was supposed to leave I was nervous and going back and forth about whether I was actually going to go through with the meeting or not but the excitement of meeting someone new overcame the nervousness and I went on and left to meet him.

I drove an hour to get to his apartment. On the drive, I was nervous, excited, anxious and questioning if I was doing the right thing. I had a young daughter at home… I shouldn’t be doing something like this. What if he wasn’t what he said and I was walking into a dangerous situation? What if I couldn’t handle the situation? He sounded ok on the phone. Said all the right things but… what if???

I decided that I was a big girl and that I was going to go ahead and do what I wanted rather than what “everybody else” thought I should do. I was to call him when I got close so that he could unlock the door for me. I called him and told him where I was and that I was on my way. He told me exactly how to get from where I was to his apartment and we hung up. As I got back in my car the excitement took over. My hands were shaking, my stomach was rolling and my legs were quivering. “Get a hold of yourself girl. Nothing is going to happen that you don’t want to!”

But you see, that was my problem. canlı bahis şirketleri What I wanted was to give and receive sexual pleasure with someone that I hadn’t met previous to this moment. What did this make me? Did I even want to think about it? No, I didn’t. I drove the rest of the way to his apartment with questions rolling thru my mind… I got out of my car, went up to his door and knocked.

He answered the door and I was impressed. The picture he had sent me didn’t do him justice. I stood there for a moment… I felt like a school girl. He took my hand and pulled me into the apartment. I put my stuff down and turned around. He pulled me into his arms and we kissed. And kissed. And kissed. I lost track of time. His lips were soft and inviting. I love kissing. Could do it for hours. It looked as if I had met someone else who could too. All my fears melted away with each kiss. Until I heard a “thump”. I had forgotten that he had said that a friend of his was going to be there. I didn’t know what to expect. He took my hand and we walked together into the bedroom.

She was drying her hair. She stood there with her back to us. She had long beautiful dark red hair and had on a thick green sweater and a pair of panties. I had been told that she was going to be there. She was having him shave her prior to a date that evening. I was going to get to watch which excited me even further. I had fantasized about being with other women, had even watched videos of them but had not seen a woman naked before this. He suggested canlı kaçak iddaa that I get cleaned up while he got started on her. That was ok with me because I needed to gather my thoughts. He started at my feet and helped me off with my shoes and socks, massaging my feet as he did, worked his way up my legs. He helped me off with my pants and panties, squeezing and massaging as he did. I loved that feeling. As he helped me off with my top, we kissed again as he undid my bra. My mammoth breasts feel free and I was totally naked. I got shy all of a sudden. They were both looking at me and it was exciting me but I was embarrassed by the excitement. I had always thought of myself as a “good girl” and good girls didn’t enjoy sexual situations. This was the first time since my divorce a year and a half earlier that anyone had seen me this way. Before the shyness took over I felt his hands on my breasts, squeezing and kneading, his warm breath in my ear telling me how wonderful I looked and felt. We kissed again and again my hesitation subsided. I want into the shower.

I heard them talking but couldn’t make out the words. I lost myself in the warm water and soapy suds as I always do. I enjoy water. In my minds eye my soapy hands were his and I was enjoying the feeling completely. I lost track of time and pleasured myself as I cleaned myself, preparing point.

He helped me sit up on the bed, kissed me and asked if I was ok. I was speechless. I didn’t know the words to describe how I felt. I just pulled him to me canlı kaçak bahis and kissed him deeply. He told me to sit back and relax. He still had more surprises for me. He went over to his computer and asked me if I wanted to meet some new friends. We had talked about my exhibitionist nature. I got excited about having someone watch me, especially when they couldn’t touch me. Only he could. So what he did was log onto the internet and found some friends who also had a camera. I was too far away to be able to see the computer screen but every now and then he’s ask me to touch myself a certain way, or to look a certain way. I was loving it. The anonymity of it was wonderful. These people didn’t know me. Would never know me…. so why not give them a show? We played like this for awhile, he joined me a couple of times… and then we grew tired of it.

He joined me on the bed and we held each other for awhile. Our hands touching and feeling, kissing and cuddling. I was SO relaxed. I was afraid of falling asleep on him. I asked what time it was. When he told me I couldn’t believe it. What seemed like maybe and hour was actually 4 1/2 hrs. No wonder I was tired. It was time for me to leave. I had an hours drive to get home. He helped me dress. What a luxury. I could get used to this. When I went to stand my legs almost buckled. They were still jelly-like from our lovemaking. He walked me to the door, we kissed again and I went out the door.

On the way down the steps I remember wondering if I would ever be able to bring that kind of pleasure to someone else. I have always thought of myself as a giving lover but I’m nothing compared to him…. We don’t see each other anymore due to a change in his living situation but I do hope that he knows he has a special place in my heart.

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