The Sexual Journey Of A Teenager – Part 1 free porn video
Hello readers. I have been contemplating over the years to share my experience with you. I held back. But after a decade since I first discovered this site, I have decided to break my shackles. I am the only son of a fairly well-known family.
Often, I feel I am the only black sheep of my family whose record otherwise is impeccable. My only weakness is SEX. This I discovered long back when I was a teen. I am a teetotaller, neither smoke and don’t even take tea or coffee (at times during winter).
My hobbies included mountaineering, rock climbing, and trekking. I loved hills, forests and the primitive lands of Bihar and Chattisgarh and its natives. And I felt more comfortable with the tribals rather than the members of the so-called elite class in the town and cities.
I stay near Kolkata – City of Love, but I do not love it, although we have houses in Kolkata too. In fact, I have never felt comfortable in the cities, but love the town that I live tucked about a 100 km away from Kolkata and the surrounding forests.
I have often wondered what made me so sex-starved and crazy. Girls, ladies, and women of all ages fell for me. Never understood why. There must be something in my blood that makes me different from the rest. It is a khichri.
I have the blood of monks, revolutionaries, freedom fighters, brilliant academicians, big Zamindars of erstwhile East Pakistan, now Bangladesh and even royal blue blood running in my veins. Possibly, this concoction of blood makes me so special of otherwise a very normal person.
I am the only son of my parents and my father set up an industry very much unlike a Bengali family who left his secure job. Now we have industries across the length and breadth of India, and in a foreign country too.
We also have foreign joint venture partners. Having said all that about myself, the need to mask my real identity becomes an absolute necessity. I am now 49 years old and look much younger, maybe around 40.
The reason for my brief was important for the readers who would otherwise not be able to understand and fathom the experience that I will unravel. All the incidents that I will narrate are real and not fictional.
My first brush with sex happened when I was in school. I happened to be very close to a family who had two young daughters. One was about 5 years younger to me and the other was very young at that time. Along with them was a maid who was of the same age as of me. Somehow, I got very close to her.
Her breasts started to sprout and I developed a very special bond with her. She was also very fond of me and would be very annoyed if I did not meet her regularly.
We would frequently go to the roof and spend our times together and that is when we came close physically. I would kiss her, play with her small yet very firm breasts. She would play with my penis and me with her pussy. At times when she would become very hot, she would release some white very sticky fluid which I would gaze in amazement.
We often wanted to have sex but it seemed a sacrilege to us. Further, she often questioned me how such a thick long penis would go inside her vaginal hole. She was hesitant more out of fear of getting hurt than anything else. I would put my finger inside her virgin pussy hole and she would wrap her whole body around me, holding me tight. Her heart would pound, shiver and I would too hold her tight with the other hand.
But the devil got better of us. One day I tried to have sex with her, she laid on her back with her legs wide open and I with my penis tried to enter her. After about 10 minutes, we gave up as I was not able to penetrate her. We both felt mystified how the adults managed to plunge their penis deep into the pussy. I ejaculated outside throwing jets of sperm unable to contain my excitement.
She felt disappointed and tried to show me the vaginal hole. I inspected again and wondered how my entire penis was going to go inside the small hole. I tried again, it was hurting her and finally gave up for good.
My scandalous amorous relationship was leaked to aunty by her eldest daughter who envied the attention that I showered to Mithu. She was promptly packed and sent back home. Thus ended my first brush with sex. Looking at the hindsight, I still miss her. Probably she was my first love.
My life wandered and missed the excitement that I had from Mithu. During that time, there was another Adivasi maid called Chandani, a tribal girl who was working with us. She was older to me, dark but with a fabulous pair of boobs. It looked like silicon implanted boobs; very firm and perky.
With Mithu not around, I was getting restless and sex was overpowering me. On nights I would sneak into her room, open her shirt slowly and see her boobs. I would touch them softly and even kiss and suck the nipples. The moment she moved in her sleep, I would leave her. She was staying with us for the last 10 years. I dare not make a wrong move. She left us as she got married. I was left high and dry again.
Then came a woman, a widow from Bihar in her late thirties. I never looked at her with any bad intention. But somehow, with time, we came close. She would pinch my bums, and I would pinch hers. Probably she noticed that often my penis would get erect in my pants. One day, she asked me why was my penis erect. I was very embarrassed. But by that time, we had become close.
She was thin with small boobs. I said I wanted to touch her boobs. One day when my parents went out, she came to my room, entered the washroom and she opened her blouse. Our washroom was as big as a small bedroom. This was the first time I saw the breast of a matured woman. I was not too impressed. A soft dangling pair of small boobs, unlike the firm small boobs of Mithu or that of Chandani.
However, I played with her boobs, sucking and pressing. She suddenly got up, asked me to stand as we were both sitting and she unzipped my pants. It fell and my penis stood erect. She stared at my penis and she gazed in amazement. I was puzzled.
She held my penis with her hand and said, “Ohh.. you have such a long and thick penis. My husband never had such a penis and it was much smaller”. I did not understand whether it was a compliment or a complaint.
After a few strokes with her hand, she lay down on the floor lifting her sari and petticoat. I saw her pussy which was wet and almost dripping and glistening. I parted her pussy trying again to see her hole and she stopped me. She pulled me on top of her and said to me, “Idhar udhar hath kyu de rahe ho. Jo ghusana hai jaldi ghusao.”
I tried to push my penis into her pussy but it would not go in as I did not know where the love hole was in her pussy.
She guided my penis into her vagina, and finally, my penis plunged into a watery hole, soft, warm – it seemed like I was in heaven.
She held me tight as I started ramming her as she exclaimed – “Are bapre.. Kitna lamba lund hai tera”. Possibly it did not last even two minutes and I ejaculated loads of sperm in her love hole. One thing I learned that day – my penis was long and thick.
Thereafter, we fucked like rabbits. But one thing – she never allowed me any oral sex and to be true, I neither knew about it. Within a year, she got pregnant and it was quite stressful for me. However, she seemed to be very confident, asked me for some money and got it aborted. We continued our lovemaking but now with some degree of caution.
But this sex with the maid who was in her late thirties was not very satisfying for me. It seemed too mechanical. There was no passion, no love. Just pure carnal desire, which led me to another realization that sex without love and passion brings no happiness or satisfaction. However, without any other opportunity in front of me, she was a good woman where I could vent out my desire.
During that time, I continued to get proposed by girls virtually every month. However, none really appealed to me. Some of them were really good and some trying to steal my heart in the desperation created situations which appalled my mother.
My mother got very annoyed with me thinking I was the root of all troubles and strictly prohibited my mixing with the girls. My friends were notified of the whip and except a select few girls, I was forced to sever all my ties with girls. I was the talk to the town how girls fell for me and boys of my age became envious. This situation prevented me to develop any relationship with any girls.
By that time, I passed the board examination and started to focus more on my studies and my free time would be taken up by my new passion for rock climbing, mountaineering, and trekking. I started to attend training camps and this aroused more interest in the girls. My maid in the house still working with us was always available for sex and as such never felt the need to have any girlfriends. I was happy.
And then I entered college.
To be continued.
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