My First Time with C.

Aside from the fact that a cockroach walked up the wall a few minutes after it was over, and aside from the fact that I had a slight anxiety attack (after all I was married at the time), it wasn't bad once we really got going. For three weeks, we had kissed and touched, spent tons of time together, and drank lots of coffee. I don't remember the day, but I think it was January and cold.

We ended up at her place, having stopped for condoms along the way. That receipt, stuck in my wallet, caused me problems later, but that is another story. I think we ate first; we talked; we looked at each other. The rest is almost a blur. It was 10 years ago or maybe 11. Anyway, soon, I had my tongue in her mouth, my thigh wedged between her legs. Still dressed, we pressed our bodies together. My hand slipped under her shirt and I cupped her breast, still inside her bra.

I really don't know how we got to be naked. I love undressing women, but I can't really say how we lost our clothes. I sucked nipples, kissed her lips, held her breasts, and let a hand find her wet opening. She liked that. I might have made her cum like that, or her first orgasm might have been when my tongue started licking her between her smooth thighs.

She tasted good. I massaged her clit with my tongue, ran it around her lips, dipping it into her tunnel. She sounded good. She moaned. I was rock hard. I opened the condom, slipped it on, and then my worst fears were realized: I lost my erection.

Part two is coming up later...