A Virgin at 19

I saw a post about two weeks ago on alt.sex from a guy who stated he
probably couldn't (or wouldn't) have sex with an older woman. That struck a
sensitive cord in me and brought back memories of my first sexual experience.
The following story is true. I didn't even change the names to protect the
innocent on account of no one was innocent after it was over ;^).

Yeah, you could argue how anyone could remember what happened 20 yrs. ago.
Trust me, it made such a fantastic impression that I couldn't forget if I wanted
to! So yes, it really happened, in Newport RI, just like it says...

Was it really almost 20 yrs ago? Doesn't seem like it. I can remember.....

Nineteen years old and still a virgin. Now that's something you don't want
to get around to the rest of your shipmates. But hey, I was a little drunk and
looking for sympathy when the subject of "last piece" came up. I was only
temporarily assigned to the ship and wasn't really part of the group. They let
me tag along sometimes and that's why I was there when the subject came up. So
I told them I was a virgin. Got LOTS of sympathy. I'm just glad it was a
small bar. I didn't have a lot of laughter to run through getting out of the
place.

It was about three weeks later when Bill came up to me on a Saturday night
and asked if I wanted to hit some bars. I was bored and , of course, ever
hopeful Miss Right would be out there and said OK. Since we heading out on a
cruise the following Monday, I figured I better get some shore leave in before
we shipped out. Bill jokingly said "Maybe weUll get you laid tonight." Yeah,
right. In a pigs eye.

We took off and headed down the 'strip' (every Navy town has one). I was
driving my relatively 'new' 68 Skylark; relative since it was 1973 and the car
was 'new' to me. Bill said "Fuck it, let's try someplace else. Someplace
where there aren't a lot of sailors ruining the place." Sounded good to me so
I let him lead the way. We drove around Newport quite a while with Bill giving
directions. I had a feeling he was looking for someplace in particular but
didn't really care. Finally he directed us into a parking lot and we went into
the adjacent bar.

"Jesus, this place looks dead" I said. Bill told me to just wait and we
took a couple of seats at the bar. We had a couple of beers while the place
started to fill. Most of the newcomers were older women. At 19, any 'woman' is
older; these looked to be over 30 with an occasional over 40 mixed in. Very
few men which made me wonder if Bill had picked a lesbian bar (I hate that
terminology). It was still kind of early and we were working on our third beer
(I was, Bill was on 4 or 5) when Bill grabbed my arm, lifted it in the air,
turned to the mostly female population at the bar and said "I have a virgin
here, how much do I hear?" All I could think of was "How could I let myself be
embarrassed like this again?" I steeled myself to slink out amongst the
expected laughter when I noticed there wasn't any. Looking around, all I saw
was expectant and, in some cases, hungry looks. I grinned sheepishly at the
wolves and said nothing, just kept sipping my beer.

Being 19 and not a professional drinker, the beer started having its
effect. I remember talking to a lot of the women there (the beer relieved some
of my inhibitions) but was not 'attacked' by any of them. The band started
playing and I danced with the women I was speaking with. During one dance, I
noticed a new woman enter the bar. Beautiful! About 34, 5'6", brunette, and a
body that would knock you socks off. She was obviously a regular since she
said hi to almost everyone there. I didn't pay much attention to her since she
looked so damn good. Figured my chances, coupled with my inexperience and age,
were nil (typical of ALL my thinking about girls/women at that time). The woman
I was dancing with saw me looking and just smiled.

After the dance was over, my partner excused herself saying she had to talk
with some friends. I went back to the bar and talked a while with Bill. I
noticed that my last dance partner was talking to the brunette but I didn't
think anything of it. Next thing I new I was being tapped on the shoulder.
Turning around I almost choked on my beer; it was the brunette asking me if I
wanted to dance. Nodding my affirmation (thank God I didn't have to open my
mouth and make a fool of myself) I followed her out to the dance floor.

We spent the next few hours dancing and drinking until the bar closed. Bill
left with one of the women we had talked to earlier with the parting shot "Give
her hell!" Mary (the brunette) simply smiled at him and leered at me. I
figured she was only flirting and nothing would come of it. When it got down
to us and a few other clients, Mary asked if I would give her a ride home.
Sure, I was hoping but figured my typical luck would hold out and nothing would
happen.

It didn't take long before I was totally lost. I kept following her
directions figuring "it's her house, she knows the way." Suddenly she said
"turn right here!" I turned the car onto a dirt road and quickly had to hit the
brakes. Before me were rows of corn stalks with no house in sight. She
reached over, turned off the ignition, and said "I understand youre a virgin.
I'd like to do something about that."

Now, a note of clarification on my virginity. I had dated a girl during my
senior year in high school and we got pretty serious. Without going into
detail on how it happened (another story, perhaps?) we experimented our way
into heavy petting, and graduated to some mild oral sex (no orgasm this way, at
least for me) and mutual masturbation. Both being Catholic and in HS, the
guilt, paranoia, and down right fear of pregnancy kept us from going any
further. The same guilt and paranoia always infected our trysts and made them
less enjoyable. I digress but it is important to the story....

I was terrified! I wanted her so bad but my fear of failure, self, etc.
was almost overpowering. She slid over to my side (thank God I didn't have
bucket seats!), put her arms around my neck, and we started kissing. The new
moon, hanging low in the eastern sky, provided a pale surrealistic light to the
situation. She slid her tongue inside my mouth and played with mine in a way
that promised greater things to come. But still, I was petrified. I knew this
was it; it was finally going to happen. Technically I new what to do (I'd seen
pornos, read books, practiced by myself) but I was so nervous I couldn't think
what to do first. She broke the kiss and said "This really IS your first time,
huh?" All I could do was nod. Couldn't even mention the little I had done in
high school. "Well, we'll just have to find something to do to calm you down",
she said. Right, got any phenobarbitol? I'm 19, finally gonna get laid, and
she thinks she can calm me down? Good luck.

She again started kissing me, that wonderful tongue playing intricate games
in my mouth. Her hands unbuttoned my shirt and started caressing my chest and
occasionally venturing down to my stomach and the start of my pants. My cock
was straining and almost screaming at me to get started. Tentatively I reached
out and cupped her breasts. She moaned, reached both arms behind me and
crushed herself against me. I almost passed out! This was too good to be
true! No begging or pleading, just someone who wanted it as much as I.
Somehow I got her shirt unbuttoned and began caressing her breasts.
MAGNIFICENT! She broke our embrace, reached behind and unsnapped her bra. She
smiled at me as her breasts tumbled free, grabbed my head from behind, and
pulled me down to those globes. I was lost in between them! I kissed and
sucked her tits, going from one to the other, slathering them with my tongue
without touching her nipples. She lay back moaning, crushing my head to her
breasts. Finally, I began running my tongue around her nipples first in large
circles which gradually became smaller until my tongue was flicking across her
nipple. Slowly, I drew the nipple into my mouth and began to suck on it. The
pressure of her hands on my head increased and I tried to suck as much of her
breast into my mouth as I could. I went back and forth between those melons
driving both of us into a frenzy.

By this time my dick was in extreme pain. I new I had to do something to
relieve the pressure but felt I needed to do more to please her. I remembered
one of my shipmates telling how he preferred cunnilingus before entry to help
excite the woman and reduce the amount of stroking required for her to reach
orgasm. And believe me, I was determined that she would also reach orgasm. I
began running my tongue down her chest to her stomach and back to her breasts.
I was curious if she wanted me or even would let me go down on her. Taking her
louder moans as an un-official endorsement, I began to undue her pants. She
lifted her ass and helped me pull her pants down and off. I began to go lower
toward her cunt when she pulled my head away, looked into my eyes, and asked
"Do you know what you're doing?" Not wanting to spoil the situation by saying
something stupid I simply nodded. "I thought you were a virgin?" she asked. I
mumbled something about reading a lot and she chuckled in a very sexy manner
and said go ahead.

I again lowered my head to her stomach and continued running my tongue
around the area, occasionally dipping below into her panties and dramatically
increasing her moans. I grabbed her panties and slowly drew them off. She
twisted in the seat so that her head rested on the passenger side arm rest with
her legs spread on the seat (thanks mom for not letting me buy that sports
car!). Starting at her knees, I ran my tongue down her legs to where her cunt
hairs just started tickling my nose. Knowing that I should start at her
clitoris (thanks to "Everything You Wanted To Know About Sex But Were Afraid To
Ask"), and the general location, I used my tongue to explore until I found it.
I started flicking her clit with my tongue and sucking it into my mouth. She
arched her hips, grabbed my head, and crushed it against her cunt. Whatever I
lacked in experience I tried to make up for in effort. I kept sucking gently
on her clit, my saliva mixing with her juices, until she was soaked. Leaving
her clit I moved down and began tonguing her vagina. Taking a deep breath, I
shoved my tongue as far into pussy as it would go. She mashed my head against
her moaning "Jesus, a natural pussy eater!" Hearing that drove me wild! I
began thrusting my tongue in and out with short trips back up to her clit. I
just couldn't get enough of it with her moaning how good it felt and kept
fucking her cunt with my tongue.

Finally, I'd had enough. Not that I couldn't continue doing that, I just
couldn't take the pressure on my cock. Breaking her iron-like grasp on my
head, I pulled back and began taking off my pants. She smiled at me and said
"Now it's my turn." "NO!" I almost screamed, "I couldn't take it!" She smiled
knowingly at me and laid back down on the seat again spreading her legs. This
was it. The moment of truth! I knelt between her legs and she reached down
and grabbed my cock. I almost died! Just having someone else besides me touch
my cock was fantastic. She stroked it back and forth a few times muttering "it
feels sooo nice!" Grabbing my cock, she pulled me towards her and down to her
pussy. Without letting go of my cock, she slowly worked it into her pussy
grabbing my ass with her other hand. I couldn't believe the sensation! Rosie
Palm and her five sisters NEVER felt like this! When she had all of me in her,
she let go of my cock, grabbed my ass with both hands, and moved her hips up
and down against me. At last I was fucking a woman! I started getting carried
away and thrust with all my strength against her, her hands on my ass pulling
me deeper into her pussy.

I knew I couldn't take much more of this. Feeling an orgasm start, I
shouted "STOP!" Too late, I started coming inside her but held myself very
still hoping I could control how much I came. She looked up at me and asked
"Did you come?" "A little", I replied. Smiling, she stroked my cheek and asked
"Do you want to stop?" I shook my head no and started stroking my still hard
cock inside her. Now I understood one of the benefits of being 19, healthy,
and incredibly horny: once just wasnUt going to be enough! I also noticed
that the first 'little' orgasm seemed to deaden the sensations in my cock.
Realizing I could now fuck her without worrying about coming too fast, I went
at it with a renewed gusto. She looked at me and moaned "I don't believe it!"
My ego soared! I was Tarzan dominating Jane! I was the fulfillment of the
male image! Marlboro Man look out! I'm riding this mare to the sunset! I
kept up the pace, going in and out, as deep as I could, her writhing and
moaning driving me to animal passion that almost scared me. Her hips thrusting
back at me met my every stroke with equal, passionate force. Suddenly, she
grabbed me around the hips with her legs, and sinking her teeth into my neck,
began to come. Her vagina clamped down on my cock and I could feel it pulsate
in rhythm to her body convulsions as she became lost in the throes of her
orgasm. I couldn't believe that I had actually done that to a woman.

She held on to me long after the orgasm subsided, my cock still hard inside
her. Finally she relaxed her legs and let me pull out of her. I didn't want
to leave that warm, marvelous cavern but my arms were shaking from holding
myself up. I sat back on the seat with a silly grin on my face. She sat up,
saw the grin, and chuckled "Well, how was it?" Still grinning I replied "WOW,
it's a lot better than I thought!" She laughed and snuggled up to me, her
breasts pressing against my arm. I lit a cigarette for both of us and we sat
there in silence smoking. She finished half of hers and snubbed it out.
Leaning back against me, she started stroking my thigh and said "Well, we can't
go with you only having a little orgasm. How about a big one?" I was shocked!
My high school escapades previously mentioned always ended with one orgasm no
matter how good it was. Now here was a woman asking if I wanted more. I don't
think I can relate the male ego boost that occurs even today upon hearing that!
I looked at her, nodded and said "I don't know if I can come again." She
looked me in the eye and said "Let me worry about that."

Using both hands she gently forced me back until my head lay on the
driver's side armrest, my legs spread on the seat. Being obviously of a
vengeful nature, she began running her tongue down my legs and around my
stomach being careful to avoid my crotch. I moaned and writhed under her
ministrations, thrusting my hips involuntarily into the air. Finally, after
one tongue excursion down my thigh, she began tonguing my balls. She went back
and forth between them getting the hairs soaked with her saliva. She suddenly
stopped, looked up at me, and took my left testicle into her mouth. She sucked
on it softly and stroked it with her tongue. Letting it slide sensuously out
of her mouth, she repeated with the right testicle. She went back and forth
between them, sometimes using her mouth to 'fuck' my balls, sliding them
individually in and out, in and out. She stopped, and taking a deep breath,
took both balls into her mouth at the same time, gently stuffing them in with
her hands. The sensation was overpowering. My cock felt more engorged with
blood than ever before; bouncing up at the sky with every beat of my heart. I
squirmed repeatedly underneath her which seemed to drive her into a heightened
frenzy. She kept sucking on my balls like she couldn't get enough, her eyes
constantly open and watching my reactions.

Suddenly, she pulled back slightly and let my balls pop out of her mouth.
She began running her tongue up and down on the underside of my cock.
Occasionally she would wrap her lips as much as possible around the side of my
cock and suck it or stroke her lips up and down, pausing close to the head.
She opened her mouth and placed my cock inside on her tongue rubbing it all
around without closing her mouth. I'd only seen this done in porno movies and
experiencing it was almost unbearable. She grabbed my cock with her hands and
closed her mouth about the head, slowly sucking it in until she had about half
of it in her mouth. She kept it there, sucking on it like a popsickle, her
eyes glued to mine savoring my every reaction. She closed her eyes and started
stroking her head up and down on my straining cock, going deeper and deeper
with every stroke, until finally all of my cock was buried in her mouth. She
ground her face against my stomach, twisting her head back and forth, then
returning to fucking my cock with her mouth. This sure wasn't going to take
too long. Nothing in my previous experience could possibly prepare me for
this! I could feel my balls swelling, getting ready to expel my juices. I
grabbed her head and twisted it up without removing my cock and told her I was
going to come. I thought she would pull away and let me come in the air like
in high school but I was wrong. I removed my hands from her head as she
mumbled a negative and increased her sucking up and down. Again I grabbed her
head and started helping her up and down on my cock. The pressure kept
increasing and increasing until suddenly, I began to come! She thrust her head
down on my cock, taking it as deep as before. I shot jet after jet of come
into her throat while she continued to bob her head up and down on my deeply
engulfed cock. It was like I couldn't stop coming and she couldn't get enough.
As the flow lessened, she pulled her head back and began running my still
spurting cock around her face. The muscles in my body were shaking from my
tensing them. Finally I stopped and she took my softening cock back into her
mouth, gently licking and sucking it. She used her fingers to wipe off her
face and sucked off the collected come. We both fell asleep.

I woke up about an hour later, saw the time, woke up Mary and said "I've
got to get back on board ship." We dressed and I took her home. I laughed
when it turned out her home was only three blocks away from the bar. I asked
her why we didn't go to her house and she said she didn't want her husband
catching us! I couldn't believe it! I asked her if we could get together
again and she smiled at me and said " Who knows? You can find me at the bar."
She kissed me tenderly and walked into her house.....

I went back to the bar after we got back into port about 2 months later but
she never showed up. I drove by her house but it was up for sale. Nobody at
the bar knew what had happened to her or when exactly she left. I'm happily
married now with a wife that fulfills my every fantasy and desire so I have no
need to look for another woman. Still, I guess you never forget your first
experience, especially one as wild as that one was. I hated waiting until I
was 19 but in hindsight, it was well worth it! The message? Don't discount
older women. Their capacity to please can be overwhelming and their capacity
to give can be bottomless.

Thanks Mary, wherever you are. I'll never forget you.......