I have always wondered what it was that was barring me from the world of sex. It couldn’t be my age; everyone I knew had already had sex by the age of 21. It wasn’t my name; a lot of people named Peter, were already married. It wasn’t my lifestyle; I knew others like me who were involved in serious and sexual relationships.
The idea that I’d passed my 21st birthday with no sexual experience whatsoever to speak of, was depressing. And those who said that sex did not necessarily mean manhood, particularly those who said that to me at *this* time in my life, I ate for lunch. Of course, sex alone did not make a man, but without it..

The issue slowly became irrelevant. I knew that letting it show, would only help it feed itself. I put sex on a back burner, hoping it would knock me in the head just to get its fair share of my attention. My attitude was, if sex won’t present itself in my life experience, I won’t give it a shred of attention. I’d black it out, isolate it, and if possible, just starve it to death. It slowly became an endurance match: would I break down and start lusting after women, would women just not think of having sex with me at all, would I remain single forever; or would it come looking for me to find out why I never considered pursuing sex with even the best looking of my female friends?

True to my word, sex had become irrelevant. I got interested in going to baseball games. One game in the Bay Area, meant a train ride via Amtrak. So, during summer vacation, I packed up for a 2 day trip, and caught the morning train. But strangely enough, I had an incredible dream about sex the night before, and it was so vivid and seemingly real, that it deprived me of sleep. I’d dealt with this before, and laughed it off, but this dream was too wierdly powerful.
When I caught the train, I was sleepy.
I got my seat, which seemed to have another, unoccupied seat, next to it. But that seat did smell of sweet perfume.
I settled in and, as the train moved slowly, I curled up and tried to rest.
Then, someone sat down in the adjacent seat, which my back was then facing. “Oh,” a female voice cried out, as if just noticing a new person sitting next to her.
I looked behind me. The voice was smooth and seemingly older.
A raven-haired woman, possibly 25 years old, regarded me, and went to reading her book.
“Oh, hi.” I replied. “Don’t worry about me; I’m too sleepy to move my jaws to bite.”
“Where are you headed?” she inquired, putting down the book.
I was just turning around when she asked me that. I then whirled about. She actually wanted to converse? Naw..
“Oakland A’s game.” I replied.
“Me, too!” she said. “What a coincidence..”
“Wow.” I said. “That is a coincidence. Well, I’m really tired and I need to sleep before the game, lest I sleep during it..”
“Have a good one.” she said. “I’ll wake you up when we arrive.”
“Thanks. Oh, and my name is Pete. What’s yours?”
“Kami.” she replied.
She didn’t look like the woman in my dreams. Definitely, though, she did not look inferior. Just unlike my dream lover. *No one home in the hormone department..*
I sort of tossed and turned in my seat, which eventually got her attention.
“You know,” she said, startling me, “you look tense. There’s no way you can sleep if you’re tense. I know a way to help you relax and get a good morning sleep before tonight’s game.”
“How’s that?” I inquired.
“How about a massage?” she replied. “I know how to give one.”
The lights turned on in my hormones department. But still, no extra blood went rushing down to my genitals.
“Sure,” I replied.
“Then, let’s take off your jacket,” she said. I worked sluggishly at trying to get it off, but then she intervened, gently manipulating me so that she could get it off of my back.
Then, she turned my back to her, and with both of us sitting up, she began to massage my shoulders.
“You ARE tense.” Kami noted. She pulled up against me, and worked hard on my shoulders.
Her fingers relaxed me greatly. I leaned back against her chest, and she let me. Her fingers traveled down my back, relaxing all my muscles, but then making me more awake than sleepy.
Then, she got a ticklish spot on my back. I arched forward, then wide awake. “Woah!”
“Oh, you’re ticklish!” she laughed. She let me recover as we rocked with the slow-moving train. We both noticed the side to side swaying of the train, which seemed to guide how she massaged me – from side to side.
She pulled up my shirt and went directly to my bare skin, to massage me. It felt incredibly good.
“You wouldn’t be Pete as in the computer nut they used to make fun of in the 8th grade, would you?” she inquired with a start.
I looked up right then, my back still to her. “Kami as in Alison’s older sister?”
“Yeah,” she laughed. “I recognize you! You know, you’ve got a nice body.” She reached around and gently pinched my abdomen. “Can’t pinch an inch. You’ve changed a lot. You and my sister used to hate each other to death..”
We both laughed briefly.
I turned. “You’ve changed, too. For the better, it seems.”
“Hey,” she said, putting her arms on my shoulder, “sorry for harrassing you about my sister. She really IS an asshole.”
“It’s okay.” I replied.
“No, really.” she said. “I’m going home in San Francisco. It’s one stop after yours. They won’t catch you if you stay on for one more stop, and besides, you can stay with me and not in some dingy Oakland hotel. How does that sound?”
I was in shock. “G-great..”
“Fine.” she smiled. “You can keep the money you save from renting a hotel room, too.”
“Well,” I gasped, “I don’t know what to say, except thank you..”
Suddenly, I felt tired again. And this time, my eyelids were getting heavy. I couldn’t help but yawn, and to me, it could not have come at a worse time.
But she understood.
“Get some sleep, Pete.” she said. “I’ll wake you up when we arrive.”

I woke up sitting in a slight incline, under a blanket.
“Wake up..” she said, gently whispering in my ear.
I definitely responded to that voice in my ear. My eyes flew open and I sat upright.
“We’re there.” she announced, helping me up. My backpack was zipped shut, and her things packed as well. We got up as the train came to a stop, and got out a few moments later.

“You’re only 22 now?” she said as we rode the bus to her house.
“Yeah,” I replied. “How about you?”
“28.” she answered. “I’m just a *little* older than you.”
“Well,” I said, “I figured. But I thought you were more like 25.”
“Gee,” she smiled, “thanks.”
She leaned her head on my shoulder. “You’ve grown. I used to be taller than you.”
I took in the smell of her perfume as she talked.
“Nature was kind to me.” I replied. “I’m sort of around 5’10” now.”
“And with a nice bod.” she noted lecherously. “And a nice personality. Gee, what have I been missing?”
We both laughed.
“I take it that you’ve dated a few jerks.” I said out of impulse.
“As a rule.” she sighed. “But you seem to be such a nice guy, so I trust you.”
“Me?” I joked. “The maniac? Grrrrrr!”
I put my arm around her and squeezed her gently. She laughed and pulled up even closer, to embrace me as well.
Accidentally, she put her hand on my chest. When she’d forgotten to take it off and we’d both noticed it, she held it, with her palm flat, on me. Then, as I took a deep, nervous breath, she smiled, and traced her fingers across my chest.
Nervously, I turned my face towards her to say something, but instead, she leaned upwards and kissed me quickly on my lips. I flinched instinctively.
“Oh,” she smiled. “You’re not accustomed to kisses. Let’s do it slowly this time..”
She slowly turned my head back towards hers, and we kissed more intensely. I felt overwhelmed by her kiss, and gave in, cupping her face in my hands as I kissed her back. We stared into each other’s eyes for a moment, before I looked away instinctively.
“K-Kami,” I stammered, “I really.. don’t know what to say.”
She took my hand and held it tight, looking at me. “You’re shy.”
We laughed for a moment. Then, gazing into her pretty face, I breathed deeply, tensed up again, and tried to look forward. Even in the cold, San Francisco air, I sweated.

Fortunately, the bus stopped across the street from her house. We dragged 2 sets of luggage apiece, inside.
Hers was a 1-story home, with modern furniture and a few pictures, landscape-style, on her walls.
The first place we went to, after leaving the bags behind, was her kitchen.
“..and then I moved here.” she was saying as we put two pizzas into the microwave oven. “As you probably know, Alison’s married. Her husband’s a developer.”
“Figures.” I said. “Rich guys.”
“He’s 34.” Kami shook her head. “Alison’s just a month ahead of you where age is concerned. Talk about your classical May-December type.”
“Well,” I explained, “when it’s colored deep green..”
“You sound more cynical about it than as if you believed in it..” she turned towards me.
“Hah! It’s the only way I can stay sane anymore.” I sneered. “I always thought optimism was for the inexperienced..”
She touched me on my chest again. Suddenly, something about my mental strengths, melted. That big war I’d been fighting with Cupid, was wearing hard on me. I should have realized what would happen when it seemed that the war would end; the vast majority of it had ended with that one touch. Cupid was releasing his strangle hold on my love life, and I wasn’t even ready. I was locked in a mode of struggle, and the sudden shock of receiving a loving touch from a woman, threw me into confusion.
I flinched from her touch.
“Whoo!” she gasped. “What’s wrong? Fingers too cold?”
“I’m sorry..” I replied. “It’s not that your fingers are cold. It’s just..”
Just then, the microwave went off.
“Ah!” I announced nervously. “The pizzas are ready.”
I breathed easily as I tightened up my defenses, making sure not to open up so much again, in front of a “sympathetic” woman, even like Kami. I sort of acknowledged that I wasn’t really ready for what I perceived that she was leading us to.
“You know,” she said as we took the pizzas out, and began cutting them, “you act like you’re scared of a little affection.”
*She knew.*
“I’m sorry,” I repeated myself, “I really am. I don’t think I’m ready for it -“
She got up without really taking a bite, and I stared nervously as she came over, reached down, and took my hand. I stood up, and she took my other hand. Then, she moved her hands up my arms, and then gripped my shoulders and pulled me down to kiss her.
She probably knew I had no experience in love, and I feared, worse than anything else, being a lousy lover. I was genuinely scared, I realized, and I didn’t want it to show.
“Well, let’s find out.” she announced. “Come on, follow me.”

She led me by the hand, to her bedroom. As I studied the blue-painted walls and the waterbed, she laid down on the bed, and took off her sweater.
“Unwrap that bod, Pete. I feel like enjoying you.” I whirled about. *Enjoying me? As in sex?*
“But Kami, I..” *Enjoying me? That’s a nice way of putting it..*
She got up as she kicked off her shoes, and quickly stood in front of me, taking hold of my shirt. Nervously, I helped her undress me until I was bare-chested. Then, I breathed deeply, half embarrassed, half excited, as I stood there for her to admire me.
“Will you?” she said, laying back down.
Suddenly, I objected to letting her see my private parts. I was already erect and I didn’t know what she expected of me as far as penis size was concerned.
But I overcame that and, with difficulty with myself, I took off my shoes, my pants, and as she took off her bra, revealing her luscious breasts and light brown nipples, I crouched and took off my underpants. When I stood up slowly, exposed to the chilly air, I saw that she, too, was fully naked, laying invitingly on the bed.
It was common sense to know that she was looking at my body, especially my penis, so I stood upright and tried to give her a full look at me without seeming unwilling. I was more unwilling than willing, to expose myself like that to her, or anyone else, and it took a lot for me to endure her eyes all over me. And it seemed forever before she relieved me. I had a shred of reluctance to have anything to do with this, but it fled. I was still apprehensive about sex, though; I’d been in a mode which had me ready for years, to live without it. Now, I was completely unprepared to deal *with* it.
“Come here.” she finally said, patting the sheets next to her.
Then, I realized, *I did not want to put my penis into her at all.* It seemed too rough, too un-romantic. My erection lost its stiffness.
But then, I looked at her crotch. Her cunt seemed recently shaved, for there wasn’t much hair there. She was slightly moist between her legs, and definitely excited. Even her nipples were erect.
“I like guys who start out with my tits.” she suggested, fondling her endowed breasts.
I acted despite my apprehensions. I laid down next to her, kissed her once, and then, fondling her globes, I took a nipple in my mouth, and sucked. She held my head to her breast, and moaned with pleasure, as I sucked and lapped her nipple. After a few moments of working that nipple, I went to the other. My erection came back to full glory.
She began playing with herself as I gave a tongue job to the second nipple, and when she bucked her hips once, I moved between her breasts, kissing and lapping there as well. I felt her hands move my head gently downwards, until I was licking her belly button.
Then, I thought, *Oh, man, I can suck her cunt. Let’s see if she’ll let me off with just that.*
I moved over, nervously, between her legs, and looked up at her eyes.
“Oh, you like to suck my cunt..” she smiled. “How sweet.”
“Not as sweet as what’s in front of me.” I replied, more instinctively than anything else.
“Flatterer.” she gestured, spreading her legs and raising her knees. “I’ll wrap my legs around you to keep you warm. How about that?”
We both laughed at her sexy proposition.
“Fine.” I replied, approaching her crotch. As I looked at her beautiful cunt looming in front of me, anticipating the taste, I realized that I liked pleasing my partner before she pleased me.
Then, I backed up and started kissing at the lower part of her legs, just several inches above the ankles. I kissed the insides of both legs, traveling up slowly, towards her crotch, taking extra time to savor her thighs, as I caressed her.
“Nice..” she sighed approvingly, raising her legs into the air as I caressed and kissed them.
She relaxed and enjoyed being teased, before resting her rear end on my hands, which lifted her cunt as my kisses approached it.
I’d always dreamed and fantasized about sucking a woman’s pussy and giving her an orgasm. Now, it was a reality. Before I went down to actually suck her pussy, I saw her again grip her beautiful breasts. My heart beat even faster, as feelings of apprehension clashed with enthusiasm. As I took a deep breath of the aroma of her aroused pussy, I didn’t care if what I was doing amounted to taking things too far. One could take a great many things too far that were 100 times less pleasurable than this, and they did every day. In an instant of conflict and decision, I decided that compared to them, I was a-okay.
Then, I stuck out my tongue and moved it across her pussy lips. My first taste of a woman’s cunt, was pleasant. I savored the gentle musky taste of her aroused pussy, and slowly licked across her slit. Her thighs quivered slightly, and then she faithfully wrapped her legs around me gently, moaning softly with pleasure.
“Oh, Kami, you’re delicious..”
I wanted to enjoy the flavor of her pussy and the juices which made her wet between her legs, so I lapped slowly, using the top part of my tongue, to massage her. The feel of her cunt lips and the softness of her skin, plus the nice taste of her pussy, made me want to lick and suck her cunt indefinitely. She moaned softly, and moved her legs back and forth, stroking my head and shoulders with her beautiful, warm, encompassing thighs.
“Push your tongue inside me.” she said suddenly. I saw her hand reach down and spread her cunt lips. “Probe there..”
She touched her inner lips with one finger, to show where. I thrust my tongue beyond her outer labia, and found her insides even wetter. The taste was absolutely wonderful as I licked inside her cunt enthusiastically.
“Mmmmm,” she moaned, rotating her hips. “Pete, baby, suck my pussy lips. Just suck them.”
I took her swollen outer pussy lips, and sucked them into my mouth, sucking them in and letting them slide back out. She sat upright, and cried out, as I sucked her cunt lips faithfully. I was rewarded with more wetness, which my probing tongue discovered in her cunt. She didn’t mind my having stopped sucking her cunt lips; I looked up at her as I switched, and she was sitting up, breathing irregularly, but smiling from the pleasure.
“Nnnahhh…. okay, honey, do me your way..” she urged me, stroking her breasts more intensely.
“Woa, *Kami..*” I moaned. “I could suck your pussy for days..”
“Do it, honey, do it..” she encouraged me. “Do it and I’ll cum for you.”
I then found her clitoris, and began licking around it. She immediately groaned loudly, and gently put her hands on my head, grasping it. “Ooooh, Pete, that’s it, you’re almost there..”
I kept licking around it, then, after approaching her clitoris, I veered off and went to licking her slit. She groaned with disappointment the first time, and when I did it the second time, she sat up with jerk.
“Pete!” she gasped.
Silently, I went back to licking around her clitoris, sucking on the hood of skin which covered her clit, exposing it to my tongue. She sighed heavily as I then teased her clit with my tongue as I saw on the videos. Taking her erect clit between my lips, I sucked it gently, and then tongued it for a while. She began to raise her hips towards me, wrapping me tight between her thighs.
Then, I backed off, and began licking her slit and inner labia. Her juices flowed onto my tongue, leaving a gentle and agreeable taste. I spread her cunt lips and studied the opening to her vagina, before licking there again. I wanted to really make her cum, so I could drink her warm pussy juices. It would take satisfying her to orgasm, which was in itself a pleasure for me. My erection grew intensely as I slowly moved against the bed. As she responded to my tongue-job, my penis became more and more sensitive, and excited as I moved it against the bed.
Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I would ejaculate if I stayed on my stomach, eating her out like that.
“Kami,” I said, “I’m about to come on the bed..”
“Oh, okay!” she replied, unwrapping her legs from around me. “I’ll mount you. Is that okay?”
“What do you mean?” I knew the answer to that the instant those dumb words left my lips.
“Lay on your back.” she said, getting up on her knees.
I laid on my back where she once was.
“Now,” she said, with her hands on my chest, “I’m going to kneel straight down on your head.”
“Oh, no problem.” I replied. “I don’t think you’re that heavy.”
“Okay.” she nodded, looking down carefully as she moved towards her desired position, stroking her swollen labia. She got up on top of me, putting her pussy right over my lips. She knelt down on my head, and got herself comfortable on top of me, and looked down as I sucked her pussy.
She put the weight of her lower body on me cautiously, trying to press her cunt against my lips.
I probed the inside of her pussy with my tongue, and then sucked her clit. She bucked her hips and moaned with quick, irregular breaths, as her hips quivered strongly.
“Ohhh, Pete, make me cum now!” she cried.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I licked her from her clitoris, all the way down her moist, hot slit, exploring into her vagina along the way. I continued to lick and suck her clit and pussy lips, as she rocked back and forth on top of me, until she leaned forward, screaming out with pleasure. Then, I felt her juices coat my tongue – not like a strong wetness along her inner folds – but, this time, like a gentle flow. I was surprised to feel a teaspoon of fluids sliding down my tongue and into my mouth. I hadn’t expected that. But it tasted good, so I just settled back and kept sucking away. And it became an incredible turn-on.
Then, she cried out intensely and had a strong internal contraction. The next and last wave of cum juice coated my cheeks and chin, in addition to depositing another teaspoonful in my mouth, as she exploded in orgasm, moaning and groaning and grinding her crotch against my face. I swallowed what juices I’d caught orally, and then lapped at her spasming pussy as she came and came repeatedly. I couldn’t believe how good it felt to suck a woman’s cunt while she was cumming and screaming with pleasure. I wanted it to last forever.
When her quivering subsided, so did her cries of pleasure; then, I brought her back to Earth with slow, gentle tongue work. She moaned softly, rotating her hips, seemingly happy that she was being brought back down easily, instead of with a bang; one instant, having a mind-blowingly beautiful orgasm, and the next instant, having almost nothing. Her pussy continued to contract pleasurably, even after her orgasm was over.
She held her cunt against my lips as I lapped away. Sitting upright, she looked down at my face, taking deep breaths and admiring her incredibly stiff nipples and flushed chest, as she held her hands on the upper part of her breasts. Then, she smiled broadly, letting me know, without and shame on her part, that she had indeed taken the liberty to enjoy me as much as she possibly could. And that she was overwhelmingly glad that she had.
“That was heavenly.” she gasped. “Where’d you learn how to do that?”
“My secret.” I replied, taking my face away from her cunt just long enough to reply. Then, savoring the taste and texture of her pussy, I went back to tonguing her gently.
“Ohhh, shit, Pete,” she groaned, “I’m really gonna hate cutting you off there, BUT..”
She got up off of me, and then draped her body over mine. She cupped my face in her hands, and kissed me. Instinctively, I opened my mouth, and our tongues entangled. Then, while we kissed, she suddenly paused. Then, gently withdrawing her tongue from my mouth, she licked her lips, and looked at her hands. They were wet. Then, she stared at my face.
“Oh, your cheeks are wet.” she said with shock. “Oh, wow, I really came. I didn’t know I came *that* much..”
“Hey!” I laughed. “I loved it!”
“Oh, no way..” she said with concern, wiping my cheeks gently. “You just liked eating me out so much -“
“Trust me.” I replied. “It’s a turn-on.”
She laid her head on my chest suddenly, and gasped with exhaustion. “Damn, I still feel dizzy. I feel like you tried to suck my *brains* out..”
I held her. “Just relax. We’ll just hold each other.”
“Ooooh,” she exhaled in my ear, whispering, “that tongue of yours is heaven-sent. Damn, I wish you didn’t live so far away; I’d never need another dildo with you around.”
“I’d be glad to replace it.” I replied.
“Let me lay here for a moment.” she requested. “Ohh, I feel weak.”
I felt my penis growing, until I felt it against her belly. I took a deep breath, and could not help giving it one quick rub against her abdomen.
“Mmmm, I feel a growing cock..” she commented.
She propped herself up over my with her arms, and stared down at me. Sitting on her knees, she straddled me and gripped my erection with her hands. “Mmmm, it’s nice.”
I felt incredibly nervous as she got ready to mount my penis. I moved my hips as she studied the shaft in her hands. She absent-mindedly wiped the pre-come off the head of my penis, and smeared it along my glans. Then, she looked up into the air, raised her hips, and placed her cunt lips over the head of my penis. With a deep inhale, she pressed down hard on it.
The head of my penis slid easily into her, but the sensation of entering her vagina, was too much. I jerked reflexively, and the head of my penis fell back out.
“Oh!” she cried with surprise, looking down at my erection. “Oh, Pete. Don’t tell me..”
“What’s that?” I replied.
“You’re a *virgin.*” she laughed in a friendly manner. She carefully stroked my erection.
The words nearly drained the blood out of my penis. To say nothing of how adversely it shocked me mentally. I felt nearly sick as I contemplated the consequences of her having realized that I’d never had sex before. I stared up at her with fear, as if I’d just realized the fun was over. To say nothing of how my heart lept into my throat.
“I would know.” she smiled, gripping either side of my chest. “You’re too sensitive at the head of your penis. You’ve never been taken into a woman’s vagina before.”
I sighed. “I’m sorry, Kami -“
She laid down on me and kissed me passionately. Afterwards, she sat up. “Don’t worry; I think it’s turning me *on,* fucking an inexperienced lover like you. One piece of advice: when it’s time, let go. Don’t try to be a stud and hold back.”
I inhaled with relief. “Okay.”
She then positioned her cunt lips over my penis again. “Just try not to jerk from the shock as I take you into me. If you can’t help it, fine; I’ll prime you until you’re ready to enter me.”
And I jerked again with a gasp. She laughed, watching as I jerked my hips downward, pulling the head of my shaft back out of her as the even gentle grip of her pussy lips turned out to be too much for me. She looked me in the eyes as she stroked my penis understandingly, and then made the attempt again. She licked her lips intensely as her cunt lips wrapped around my penis a third time.
The shock was just as strong then. I jerked again from the sensation, but it wasn’t strong enough; her pussy muscles gripped the head of my penis and as the shock died away. She proceeded to slide down, still gripping my shaft with one hand.
Her vagina slowly engulfed more and more of my erection. I fought the urge to pull back out, enjoying the security of being wrapped in the velvety grip of her sex. I’d been tense and scared at first; now, I was able to relax more.
“Mmmm, you’re blushing.” she smiled, moving her hands against my chest.
I gasped, “I can’t help it..”
“It’s okay.” she reassured me. I felt the grip of her vagina against the very base of my penis, and the increasing pressures deep within her. “How does it feel?”
The initial shock gave way to intense pleasure. “Incredible,” I replied. “It feels wonderful..”
Then, her facial muscles tightened, and I felt her muscles contract against my penis. We both heard sexy squishing sounds as her vagina squeezed my penis, drawing it up into her depths. She drew hotly and wetly across my shaft, and I realized that while her first contraction was mostly involuntary, she was now steadily milking me. She’d finally begun fucking me.
I gripped the sides of her lower abdomen as she played gently with her breasts, cupping them, pumping them, lifting them up, squeezing her nipples. As she squeezed her breasts, she contracted, milking me with a slow, feminine rhythm that had me rocketing helplessly through worlds of intense sexual pleasure. “Oh, Pete..”
“Kaaaamiii, ohh, Kami..”
“Mmmmmm, it feels so good, baby.”
She began to rise up and down on my penis, exposing my pussy-lubricated glans halfway, before gently settling down on it again, taking it all the way back inside her. Then, she touched her clit, and contracted strongly, squeezing me tight in her hold. Her eyes rolled up high, her teeth clenched, and she grunted strongly, as she had another orgasm. “NnnnOHHHHH, oh, oh, oh..”
I tried to thrust up into her, but her tight muscles held me in place. I figured that if I could have thrust, I would have cum my brains out right then.
And then, as her muscles loosened up, she laid down on me, held me tight, and rocked so hard, we half-flipped over. “Okay..” I said, helping her awkwardly, to complete the job.
I was now on top of her.
“Oh, yes,” she smiled, “that’s nice..”
I withdrew from her on the spot, and, spying her clit, I rested the underside of my glans on it, and gave it a quick stroke.
She sat upright in a flash, and cried out with pleasure. “Holy shit, Pete, that turns me ON!”
“Ohhh, yeah,” I groaned, pushing her back. She laid back, and I continued to fuck her clit.
“Where’d you learn this one?” she cried, pulling me down close to her, as I continued to thrust against her clit.
“Fantasies.” I could barely whisper back. It felt good to have her clitoris rubbing against the sensitive underside of my penis.
“You need to share those fantasies with me, baby..” she groaned lustily, fingering my penis back against her cunt lips. “Put it back in before you shoot your load all over me..”
I re-entered the security of her vagina, with a single thrust. I sighed with pleasure, then I began to try and thrust in and out of her.
Unfortunately, the ease by which the studs did it on video, did not present itself for me that day. I felt clumsy, and I fucked clumsily.
“It’s okay,” she coaxed me on, “it’s all right, Pete. Just keep going..”
“Ahhh, Kami..” I moaned. “Ohh, Kami, baby, I love you..”
She seemed to react to those words with harder breaths, and increasingly strong contractions, as she stroked her luscious breasts.
“Oh, Kami, I love you..”
I withdrew from her again, and began thrusting my penis, which was even slicker now, against her clit. She cried out again, and tightened her legs around me. We laid against each other, and rocked diligently.
I felt the pressure mounting in my shaft, as my orgasm approached. I began to breathe irregularly, and my eyes bulged for an instant as we kissed. She knew I was going over the edge, and that I didn’t mind anymore where my orgasm happened. Again, I was wrapped up in her pleasure as she reacted uninhibitedly to having her clit fucked, and wouldn’t mind cumming anywhere as long as I saw her cum, too.
“Pete!” she cried. “Put your penis back inside me, now!”
We both frantically worked to get me securely back inside her. My orgasm raced up to meet me, then backed off just as I thrust deep inside her, savoring the sensations. Then, she pumped me furiously with her thighs and her pussy muscles.
“Ohhhh, Pete, come inside me.. come on, baby, come..”
“Oh, Kami,” I moaned.
I felt the pleasure rising again, as I enjoyed being pumped by her hungry pussy. Suddenly, it felt as if her pussy was nearing climax; her contractions were less regular, like milking, and more irregular, indicative of an orgasm.
“OHHHHH, my pussy’s so satisfied!” she cried, launching into another cum as her cunt orgasmed out of pure satisfaction with my penis.
Her contractions pumped my penis unlike anything I’d felt before. My semen shot straight up, gathered, and then awaited the next contraction to flood her depths. The intensity of the pressure was too much to bear.
“Pete!” she cried. “Give it to me! Cum with me, baby!”
I propped myself up over her and thrust deep; then, she began to fondle her breasts again, with one hand, while taking control of my scrotum with the other. She continued to urge me to let it go, until, as I watched her fondle her breasts, and she pumped my scrotum gently, I felt the pressure in my penis, rise again, and this time, release itself. I felt an intense pleasure from the head of my penis as the first load of semen jetted right through, like a shell just leaving a cannon’s muzzle.
I roared out her name, exploding inside her with an initial spasm that made my vision blur and my muscles weaken. While I felt weak, I also felt terribly relieved by the release, and the pleasure was worth the exhaustion. I fell down on her and held her tight, and let myself go, straight into a mind-blowing orgasm which had already taken total control of me. I felt her fingers resume pumping my scrotum as I ejaculated into her.
As I screamed into her pillow, she quickly turned my head and kissed me, as I thrust deeper into her, giving her long floods of hot, sticky semen. We kissed frantically as she came and I pumped and pumped her. I really thought I was going to die from the pleasure.
To keep me from sliding out, she wrapped her legs around me, thus insuring that each drop of my semen was deposited into her, not on her or her bed.
Finally, we broke the kiss, and cried out as our orgasms subsided. Feeling totally spent and extremely vulnerable, I relaxed as she kept her vaginal muscles wrapped around my penis and her legs wrapped around my body, for a while. Then, we kissed passionately for a long time, laying still so my softening penis could remain inside her.

“You were wonderful.” Kami said, running her soft fingers along my chest. “A lot of guys regret their first time. How about you?”
“It was too good for words.” I replied, my voice filled with exhaustion. “I couldn’t possibly explain it.”
“Well,” she smiled, “I’m taking you as my own, custom-groomed lover. I’m gonna love the hell out of you and teach you all the wonderful tricks of lovemaking, and make you the lover *I’ve* always wanted. How about that?”
*Have I gone from having nothing, to having a woman who wanted me as her custom-trained lover?* “Sure..” I stammered.
“Good. Make sure you show me all the things you want me to do to you.” she added. “You’re officially all mine, now.”
With that, we pulled close and kissed passionately.

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