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.
