July 31, 2008

• The Virgin, Part 1

   Her
  name was Rebecca and the most astounding thing about her being a virgin was
  that she was 21 years old and gorgeous. 
  She had lived a sheltered life, protected by her parents, growing up on
  a rural Utah ranch.  An
  all girls’ high school was followed by an all girls’ college.  She was a now a junior and not only a virgin
  but she had never had a steady boyfriend and almost never dated.

   It
  was New Year’s Eve when she met him.  A
  New Year’s Eve when she was allowed to visit her aunt in the East.  It was her mother’s sister and she had a
  cousin, Jeannette who was only 8 months younger than she.  They spent a week or two together every year,
  often at the insistence of Rebecca’s aunt who secretly was quite concerned
  about the protective ways of her sister and her brother in law.   As the
  girls got older it became more difficult and it has had been a few years since
  Rebecca visited.   She arrived the day after Christmas and she
  would be staying until just after New Years day.

   The
  entire Benson family was astounded at how far behind it seemed that Rebecca was
  from the social skills of her age.  It
  didn’t appear as though she had had any boyfriends or had participated much in
  parties.  Although she was 21, she didn’t
  drink at all.  Everyone was a bit astounded
  at her lack of partying ways since she was in her third year of college.  Not that Jeannette was a party freak but it
  just seemed that college and parties came hand in hand.

   After
  a few days of reacquainting each other, some shopping trips and a trip to the
  movies the girls were getting along fine, but Jeannette was looking forward to
  her New Year’s Eve party.  Her parents
  were spending the night in town and so Jeannette had the house to herself.  Her parents trusted her and she was planning
  on a relatively small affair.  She had
  invited about 20 people in total a combination of local college friends, and
  some old friends from high school.  There
  would be about 4 or 5 people she didn’t know. 
  Friends of friends, that sort of thing.

   The
  snow began about 2:00 and wasn’t
  predicted to accumulate into much but by 8:00 a few inches had built up and the storm showed no sign of giving
  up.  Most people arrived later than
  planned and complained about the driving conditions but almost everyone showed
  up.  There was plenty of beer and wine,
  Jeannette’s stuffed mushrooms, her best friend’s nachos, a cheese roll and the
  usual chips and dip, the party was well fueled. 
  Some cool music and it didn’t take long before people were mixing it up
  and enjoying themselves.

   That
  was when Rebecca first met Mike.  Mike
  only 19 and didn’t seem to know anyone at the party.  She noticed that he was drinking white wine
  like her and she approached him.  They
  talked in the far corner of the dining room away from the direct sound of the
  music.  She immediately liked Mike.  He seemed comfortable with her but wasn’t
  trying to play the typical “pick up” games. 
  He seemed a bit shy but she realized that he had a lot more experience
  at this kind of interaction than she did. 
  He didn’t seem to know that at first but as they talked he got a better
  picture of who Rebecca really was.  When
  he looked at her, he couldn’t believe that she would be interested in him, in
  part, because he was so much younger than her and in part because she was just so
  good looking.  He couldn’t believe she
  didn’t have a boyfriend already.  He
  couldn’t believe that she didn’t seem to have ever had a serious boyfriend.

   The
  party was interrupted by a spur of the moment decision to go outside and play
  in the snow.  The entire party exited the
  house and for a half hour making snowmen, snowball fights, a little wrestling,
  etc. provided Mike and Rebecca with their first physical contact.  They wrestled with all of their heavy
  clothing on.  As they rolled in the snow
  she could feel his strength.  He was
  lifting her body, guiding it like a tango and it turned her on.  When they went back inside it wasn’t long
  before they found a quiet room with a couch and enjoyed each others lips and
  hugs.  Soon they were laid out on the
  couch, legs entwined, kissing, whispering, rubbing each other. 

   Mike
  periodically gave her torso a big hug squishing her breasts between them.  She had never really felt this from a man
  before.  Feeling his strength was
  exciting.  Feeling his leg between hers,
  his thigh pressed against her where her legs met was increasing her desire for
  him.  His lips gently tracing over her
  cheeks, her neck, and tasting her mouth, sent chills through her.  His hands were roaming over her body and when
  he reached up under her shirt touching the smooth skin of her back, she just
  melted in his arms.  Do all of this to
  me, she thought.  Do anything you want
  with me, it all feels just so good.

   Poor
  Mike didn’t have a clue about this.  He
  was just happy to be able to touch her and kiss her.  He knew he would wind up with a serious case
  of blue balls tonight but this was the most any 19 year old could hope
  for.  He was thanking god for his good
  luck.  Meeting this beautiful woman when
  he had no such expectations.  She was
  really an exceptionally good looking young woman.  Her breasts were large and firm, her waist
  was so slender and her hips and ass just a dream.  He skin was smooth as silk and her hair was
  softer than anything he had ever felt. 
  He loved to put his face into her hair and feel it tickle him. 

   Making
  love to a woman at his age was a slow progression of moves.  First, he would kiss her, then surround her
  with his arms.  It was 20 minutes before
  he got the two of them in a lying position on the couch which was much more
  comfortable and enabled the touching of their entire body lengths.  His kissing gradually became more aggressive
  using more tongue although he noticed how sensitive she was when he kissed near
  her ear.  He introduced more of this
  until at one point she begged him to give her ear a rest making it clear she
  liked it but that it was too much.  He
  loved feeling her legs slide through his and had moved up slightly to better
  press against the area of her pussy with this thigh.  He wondered if she could feel the pressing of
  his hard member against her waist.

   It
  was approaching midnight and the
  crowd was gathering for the celebratory moment. 
  Mike and Rebecca got up off the couch causing Mike some mild
  discomfort.  They poured themselves a
  fresh glass of wine.  In synchronization
  with the TV, the party counted down to midnight, raised a toast and began kissing. 
  Mike kissed Rebecca deeply confidently. 
  When he was done he realized that there was a group kiss-a-thon going on
  and the two of them joined in.  Mike kissed
  at least four women that he didn’t know and hadn’t met including
  Jeannette.  He noticed Rebecca getting
  more that a little attention as the men lined up to kiss her and when they got
  their chance they kissed her seriously. 
  No pecks on the cheeks her.  He
  found himself getting a little jealous at the way she seemed to be accepting
  the attention with no cares.

   But
  soon the kissing was over and Mike put his arm around Rebecca just in case
  anyone had and ideas.  It surprised Mike
  to find that many people apparently were leaving.  There was a lot of discussion about how the
  snow wasn’t quitting and how the driving would be a bit treacherous.  Before he realized it just about everyone was
  headed for the door.  He didn’t want to
  leave and since he had his own apartment in the city, no one was expecting
  him.  He did some quick checking with
  Rebecca and her with Jeannette before he settled in.  This time, they wound up on the couch in the
  living room.  It was a bit bigger than
  the last one they were on.

   Soon
  they were lying down in the dim light and kissing and hugging again.  The voices of the few remaining guests
  muffled by some movie on TV which had replaced the music which previously
  filled the room.  As Mike and Rebecca
  proceeded to heat up each others genitals again, they would occasionally hear a
  door close as the remaining guests left randomly.  Finally, only Jeannette remained beside the
  two of them.  She made no effort to ask
  Mike to leave or to appear in any hurry. 
  In fact, she seemed engrossed in the movie on TV as she sat on the
  opposite side of the room.  The TV
  appeared to be the only remaining light on in the house and its flickering
  light provided cover for Mike’s more aggressive moves.

   In
  the hour after midnight, he had
  succeeded somehow to unsnap Rebecca’s bra. 
  At first he just used this advantage to make smooth long strokes along
  her back, then on her side and finally he moved to her front.  Touching the smooth skin of her stomach, Mike
  could feel her quivering beneath his gentle touch.  He moved slowly toward her breasts and when
  he gently cupped his hand under the bottom of her breast, he focused intently
  on her reaction to see if she wanted him to stop.  Nothing – just an acceptance.  It was like she kissed those other men at midnight, not encouraging them but not stopping anyone
  either.

   Mike
  continued his hand from the bottom pushing her bra up and off as he gently and
  slowly traced his fingers over her already hardened nipples.  For Mike, touching such lovely breasts was
  enough to strain his cock to its full length inside his pants.  He felt her uncovered breast like a baby
  discovering its foot.  He held it as if
  he were weighing it.  He circled her
  nipple.  He squeezed her whole breast and
  he squeezed her nipple.  He pushed it
  this way and that way.  All the while he
  noticed that Rebecca was breathing hard and loud.  So loud that Jeannette could probably hear
  her. 

   Rebecca’s
  hands had finally found their way inside of Mike’s shirt and he has thrilled
  about it.  She methodically undid the
  buttons of his shirt and open up his chest exposing it to the air.  Lying facing her, he didn’t think Jeannette
  could see it until Rebecca pushed one side of his shirt over his back.  That she could probably see.  Touching flesh was so exciting to these two
  young lovers that their legs rubbed against and through one another
  uncontrollably.  If Jeannette was still
  awake she must be seeing what is going on, Mike thought. 

   Rebecca
  broke the period of silence: “You must have a lot of experience with women because
  your hands feel so good and you are such a good kisser.”  Mike realized his hand was caressing her
  breast and took this as a signal to keep going on.  He was thinking about his next progressive
  step, when her question surprised and excited him. 

   “Can
  I touch your thing?” she asked shyly.  It
  was a quiet part of the movie and Jeannette could probably here but it didn’t
  stop him from vocalizing his agreement. 
  Rebecca moved her hand down to his pants and touched his member through
  his jeans.  She started at one end and
  touched it gently, probing for its size, its width, its length.  Her hands moved all the way down to his balls
  and then all along its length to the top.

   “Do
  you mind when I touch you?” her virginal lips uttered.  Inside Mike was screaming his joy. 

   “That’s
  OK,” he replied lamely. 

   “Does
  it feel too confined inside your pants? 
  Does it hurt?” she asked innocently. 
  

   “It’s
  definitely tight in there.”   He was a
  bit embarrassed to know that Jeannette was listening to this. 

   “Would
  you like me to undo your belt a little? 
  Give it a little more room?” 

   “Okay,”
  he quickly replied.  She reached for his
  belt and he had to turn a little to give her access.  He turned and arched a bit as Rebecca undid
  his belt.  Then opened the button at the
  top.  Then she pulled his zipper
  down.  Mike was excited by this and most
  certainly wasn’t going to object even though in this position on his back,
  Jeannette could probably see everything that was being done to his pants.

   Rebecca
  kissed him and he hugged her tight.  He
  could feel the freedom his member now had and while it was not touching any
  part of her, it was twitching to be felt. 
  Their kisses traveled around and Rebecca seemed to be the aggressor for
  the moment.  She lay on her side while
  Mike was on his back.  She put one leg on
  his and placed her hand on his member. 
  There was just the soft cotton of his boxers between her hand and his
  excited stiff rod.  He loved the feeling
  of her hand on him although it was quite obvious that she was pretty inexperienced
  at this.  It was the first time she had
  ever had a man’s cock in her hand and she only had a rough idea of what she was
  supposed to do with it.  For now she was
  just enjoying the feel of it and she squeezed it and tried to bend it and
  tickled the very tip of it.  So there
  were random touches between unaware grazings of his most sensitive areas. 

   “Do
  you mind my touching it?” she asked again. 
  

   “I
  love it.” 

   “Will
  you teach me how to make you feel good? 
  Will you show me how to be as good a lover as you are with me?”  No girl had ever called Mike a good lover
  before and he liked that.  The idea of
  showing her what to do was perhaps the most exciting thing any woman had said
  to him.  He tried to turn his head to see
  Jeanette and Rebecca whispered to him, “It’s too dark for her to see
  anything.  Anyway, I don’t think she’ll
  mind.” 

   “Okay
  he said but put your ear next to my mouth so I can whisper to you.”  Rebecca laid her head on Mike’s chest.  His shirt was open and her hair softly fell
  on his shoulders and chest.  Her hand
  still touched his member.  Jeannette was
  in fact intently watching the two of them. 
  She had a blanket across her lap and she had her own pants undone.  Her hand was strategically positioned to
  enable her to get the most enjoyment from the show. 

   “Take
  my cock out and let’s explore it a bit,” Mike whispered in her ear.  She loved the way that forbidden word sounded
  in her ear.  She struggled to get it out.  It wasn’t very flexible but finally it
  emerged through the fly in his shorts. 
  It stood straight and proud pointing in the general direction of his
  face.  Her eyes were wide as she noticed
  all the bumps and ripples along its length and she was surprised at the size
  and cut of his bulbous circumcised top.  
  She secretly did an unscientific measurement of its length by touching
  his base with her pinky finger and seeing how far up her thumb went – to a
  patch of rough skin about an inch and a half from the top.  Later she would use this estimate to guess
  his length at about 7.5 inches.

   “The
  most sensitive spot is where your thumb is resting now.”  Rebecca moved all of her finger tips to touch
  the rough spot. 

   “Here?” 

   “Yes,”
  Mike replied.  “From the top of the ridge
  to where the flesh is bunched up.”  She
  touched the very top of his cock. 

   “Here?”
  

   “Lower.  Not right up at the top.”  She moved down and instinctively surrounded
  the sensitive area.  She’s got the spot,
  Mike thought, as he arched his back in response.  She moved her hand up and down the entire
  shaft. 

   “Is
  this what you like?” 

   “Oh
  yes, that’s nice but when you move down the shaft pull the outside skin with
  her hand.  Pull it tight.  Ohh yes. 
  Like that.  And you can even pull
  it down as hard as you can and then leave it stretching.  Yes, yes. 
  Oh baby.”  His voice he knew could
  easily be heard by Jeannette and he was sure she could see his cock but she
  hadn’t objected to any of this and Mike sure didn’t want to stop.

   Rebecca
  released his skin and gently returned to his tip and pulled it hard again in a
  long strong stroke.  Mike groaned his
  approval. 

   “I
  thought you were supposed to rub it fast?” Rebecca asked in a somewhat confused
  voice. 

   “Yes
  if you want to make me cum you can do that.” 
  

   “Well
  I do want to make you cum, so show me how.” 
  

   “Then
  rub the entire shaft up and down.”  She
  obeyed.  “A little gentler.”  She loosened her tight grip.  Her hand was a bit sweaty and the rubbing was
  a little irritating, so he had her stop and explained this to her.  He first suggested that she press his sensitive
  area against his own belly and use a circular motion and she followed his
  instructions precisely bringing him to a nearly unconscious state of
  ecstasy. 

   He
  reached into his pocket and pulled out a clean unused handkerchief.  He handed it to her and told her to use this
  sheer piece of cotton between her hand and his shaft and to pump it like she
  did before. 

   “Oh
  I will definitely cum now.  Yes.  Faster. 
  Yes. Faster.”  His explosion
  scared and surprised her.  Her face was
  hovering over his chest and the first spurt grazed her cheek even though she
  backed away when she saw it coming.  She
  watched in awe as a few more followed with a similar power.  In her amazement, her hand became still and
  Mike in order to keep his orgasm going at full pace arched and thrust his hips
  violently into her hand. 

   Rebecca
  couldn’t hide her wonder at seeing and feeling her first male ejaculation.  She was a bit in shock although not an
  unpleasant shock. The word ejaculation would never mean the same to her.  Mike pulled her head down and kissed her.

   “Well,
  I’m going to go to bed!” Jeannette suddenly announced.  “You two are on your own.  I don’t think you have a chance in this snow of
  getting home tonight Mike so you are welcome to stay.”  Mike turned a few shades of red as he thanked
  her.

  Part 2 can be found HERE.
  

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