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The Husband’s Tale: His First Good Fuck free porn video
Sometimes at night we like to just lie in bed together, naked, idly stroking each other, intending to eventually fuck, but feeling no need to hurry. We just enjoy each other’s company and the touch of each other’s hands.
“Tell me a story,” she said one night. “I want to hear about one of your early sexual adventures. I want to think about you fucking some young babe.”
“Anything in particular you want to hear about?” I ask?
“How about your first time? Not very original, I know, but you’ve never really told me about your first fuck.”
“Well, my first time, really my first couple of times, were the usual sort of naïve fumblings and not really worth remembering or talking about. How about if I skip to my first good one?”
“Mmmmmm..that’ll be fine,” she murmured, and increased the pace of her lazy stroking of her clit.
My story:
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Even though I went to college in the 60s my sex life in those days wasn’t all that hot. I lost my virginity late in my freshman year, then as a sophomore I fucked a girl who was more friend than lover a couple of times. But, as I said, those weren’t terribly interesting encounters. Neither of the first two girls I fucked was on the pill and I had no condoms, so I had to pull out before I came in either of them.
Late in my sophomore year I got into a long relationship with a tight-assed bitch who was ‘saving herself’ until she got married. Yes, seriously! In the 60s! And I, like a fool, put up with that shit. She was actually the first woman who ever sucked my cock. I could occasionally talk her into a full blowjob, but those times were rare, and swallowing was out of the question. She was also the first woman who I went down on, but she wasn’t all that crazy about me doing it and I didn’t really know what I was doing anyway. It was several years into my first marriage before I really got into eating pussy.
I actually finished college at the end of the fall semester of my senior year, moved to another city and got a job. The relationship with the Ice Queen came to an end about this time and since I was kind of at loose ends, socially, I went back to campus fairly often on weekends to see friends. Of course, the prospect of meeting a woman who was more open to sex never once entered my mind. Oh no, not once. Not ever. Nope. Right.
One Saturday morning I was hanging with some friends in one of the women’s dorms. A woman, who I’ll call Judy, had a room there, and everyone was gathered in the common lounge area outside her room. I’d known Judy for awhile, but just as a friend. One my friends had dated her for a couple of months and I knew from him that she was no virgin. She was not what you’d call stunningly gorgeous but was certainly quite attractive. She was a curvy girl, not fat by any means but, well, curvy in nice places. She had nice, big, soft tits. That is, they looked soft…I hadn’t touched them at that point. She was a Jewish girl, with long, thick, dark hair. I’d eventually make good use of that hair…
It was early enough in the morning that Judy hadn’t even gotten dressed yet. She was wearing a long, black cotton nightie—really, just a big, long t-shirt—and I enjoyed watching those big, braless tits flop around underneath it.
As the morning wore on Judy and I started flirting with each other. I figured if I bided my time and waited long enough the other people would just leave. Finally, after what seemed like hours, they finally did and Judy and I moved into her room by ourselves.
We lay down on her bed together, mostly just continuing our conversation from before. But things eventually turned to more personal matters. Somewhere in there…I don’t remember what triggered the move…I turned to her and hugged her. She returned the hug and the hugging quickly evolved into kissing. Gently at first, but soon our tongues were deep in each other’s mouths. Our bodies were pressed together, and I had gotten very, very hard by this time.
As the kissing and hugging intensified I began grabbing and stroking her ass, and then moved my hands up to those luscious-looking tits. They were just as soft and wonderful as I’d imagined they’d be. They were the biggest tits I’d ever fondled up to that point and I loved the way they filled my hands.
Without saying a word, and only sort of to my surprise, she started tugging at my belt buckle. After she got that undone she unsnapped my jeans, and together we slid them off.
She rolled over on top of me and buried her face in my neck. Without a word she tugged up the hem of her night shirt, and then pushed down the waistband of my underpants just enough to free my hard cock. With no further ceremony, and still with no words spoken other than a quiet request to ‘please fuck me,’ she guided my cock into her cunt. In spite of very limited foreplay she was wet and ready for me. I slid right in. Deep.
Oh lord, this felt good! I thought I’d died and gone to heaven! As I said, I’d only ever had my cock in two cunts before hers, and the last one had been more than two years earlier. She felt soooo good! Best of all, I knew from my friend who’d dated her earlier that she was on the pill, so I could feel free to just go ahead and fuck.
She continued to keep her face buried in my neck, and there was no more kissing. She just ground away on top of me, moaning and panting and letting me know she was feeling good. Me being young and horny I could tell that I wasn’t going to last very long. I grabbed her ass and quickened my pace, and soon was exploding inside her cunt. The first time I’d ever shot into a woman.
She whimpered a bit and said ‘Please keep fucking me, I haven’t cum yet…I really want to cum.’ Because I was young and sex-starved, I didn’t soften up very much even after I came, so I did as she asked and kept right on fucking. Pretty soon I was rock-hard all over again and pumped her for all I was worth. I thought about flipping her over onto her back, or even trying doggystyle, but she was holding on to my neck really tight and I was enjoying the feel of those big tits against my chest.
She started moving faster, too, and in just a couple of minutes she let me know that she was about to cum. “Oh God…keep fucking me…please! I want to cum!” Wow, what a change from the cold bitch I’d stayed with for two years! This was just delicious!
As soon as she went over the edge I came again myself for a second time–without ever so much as pulling out of her cunt between times. Damn, it felt good! I’m not sure if I’ve ever done that again. I’ve had plenty of good fuck sessions where I’ve cum multiple times, but I think this was the only time I ever did it without even pulling out in between times. Oh, to be young again!
Judy and I enjoyed an off-and-on, up-and-down relationship for several months. We fucked in her dorm room many times and after she moved into an off-campus apartment for the summer we fucked there. We had our disagreements, and she could be downright bitchy at times, but the fucking was always great. She truly loved to fuck and wasn’t shy about asking me to take care of her.
I soon learned that the pattern of our first time would largely be repeated on other occasions. She was never much for foreplay, and always liked to be the one on top. Hell, I didn’t mind. But sometimes I did flip her over and fuck her doggy-style — that’s where that long, thick hair of hers came in very handy! She loved to have me grab it and ride her—hard—from behind, urging me all the while to fuck her harder.
(Once during one of her bitchy periods she threw me out of her bedroom at the apartment and I had to go into a spare room for the night. There was a connecting door between this room and the bedroom of one of her apartment mates. This other girl had made no secret of the fact that she was attracted to me, so in the middle of the night I snuck into her room and joined her in bed. She was also pissed at Judy at the time, so we enjoyed a really sweet, quiet fuck, practically under Judy’s nose. But that’s a story for another time.)
Later in the summer I took Judy to visit my parent. We fucked in my old bedroom in their house while they were downstairs asl**p, and we fucked in my father’s barn. In the fall I had to head west for grad school. I bought a used, full-sized Ford station wagon so I could move all my stuff, but before I left Judy and I had some memorable fucks in the back of that thing. I remember one particularly nice time when I backed it down an obscure dirt road in my home town, we put the rear seat down, climbed into the back, and I screwed the bejesus out of her.
We kept in touch during the fall and saw each other again–and fucked a lot again–when I came home for Christmas. But then the distance between us became too great and we drifted apart. I met the woman who eventually become my first wife. Sex with her was good, at least at first, but was never as good, or as plentiful, as it had been with Judy.
And that’s my story!
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“Mmmmm, that was hot!” she said. “I can just visualize you, a hot, horny 20-something, pumping into an equally hot, horny young babe. I take it she was younger than you?”
“Yes, a year or so behind me in college. But clearly ahead of me when it came to having sex. I don’t know how many guys she’d fucked before I came along, but she obviously had had a lot of experience.”
“I especially like the image of you banging her in the back of your station wagon. Do I know where that road is?”
“I’ll show you the next time we’re out that way. Maybe we can drive out there sometime in my pickup and re-create the scene in the back of that.”
“Oooh! I’d like that! Just thinking about it is turning me on! I think you need to fuck me now!”
“Okay. Tie your hair back, go stand over in front of your dresser. I’ll fuck you from behind and pull your hair like I used to do with her.”
She did, and I did.
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