My actual first time

I enjoy reading and sometimes writing or imagining what I would like different first times to be. At the risk of boring everyone, here’s what my actual first time was like, which I suspect is closer to how things may have actually gone for many folks.

I was 19, yes, pretty old by most standards, I had played around and felt up and fingered a few girls, but had never gone all the way. I was still living at home with my mother.

A girl I knew from high school who was a year behind me, I had been friendly with and was attracted to, but most of our interactions had been in a group setting.

We were at a group overnight at another girls families farm and were walking along a dirt road and stopped to admire the moonlight over the landscape. We had been holding hands and we faced each other and kissed a couple times, doing a little tongue swapping, which was very exciting being my first time, but that was about it. I was rockhard from the excitement of doing this, but if she was aware of it, didn’t do anything about it. We ended up back with the rest of the group and she disappeared with other friends.
I ended up talking with another girl who was there visiting from another state. It was hot so we were lying in the back of someone’s van and she let me feel her breasts from over her clothes and let me put my hand down her jeans, and I fingered her pussy, which was very wet. She would not let me undo her bra or jeans or go any further so we spent a couple hours kissing and me fingering her, but she never reciprocated by touching me other than in a generic hug. I of course, had an immense erection for several hours and was getting blue balls and becoming very uncomfortable. Finally, the sun came up and everyone got together as a large group and everyone got ready to head back home, and that was that.
After that weekend, she went back home and I never saw her again.
Getting back to the first girl I was holding hands with and had my first kiss with, which she did not know it was my first kiss, I would see her occasionally usually as part of a group, but sometimes she would come over to my house or I would go over to hers to play pool, but nothing ever happened there. One day she came by my house to see me and something was different, we were kissing on the couch in the living room, and she began undoing my pants. Of course, I had a hard on just from being near and kissing her. She laid down on the floor and undid her jeans, I didn’t need any further prodding and helped her get her jeans off and took mine off. She spread her legs, and I could see her pussy was wet and glistening, and the hair around it was matted, This was the 70s before everything was shaved, ha! I moved up and placed the head of my engorged cock up against her swollen lips and pressed forward, the feeling of her swollen lips spreading around my cock was indescribable. As I slowly pushed forward into her wet velvety pussy, and felt her surrounding me She told me she wasn’t on the pill or anything I told her don’t worry, I won’t come in you. I slowly stroked in and out of her, reveling in my first time fucking anyone, and enjoying the feeling of her slick pussy surrounding my rock hard cock as I buried myself in her depths. I was literally doing addition tables in my mind, trying to take my mind off the indescribable sensation of being balls deep in her pussy, but Only lasted about two minutes before I felt myself approaching the point of no return. As I felt myself about to come, I remembered what she had said, and pulled out and spurted long streams of cum on her belly and on her pussy hair. Yes, I know there was the possibility She could’ve gotten pregnant without me actually coming, but I decided to take that risk and it all worked okay. I know she didn’t come and I hope she enjoyed it, but she didn’t particularly react to the whole experience. I got some Kleenex for her to help clean my cum off of her. Since this whole thing wasn’t planned, all I knew was that my mother was out running errands and could literally come home at any moment. She ended up putting herself back together and leaving, and that was that.

We got together a few times after that, sometimes with me going to her house, to play pool, and it was just the two of us, but despite my attempts otherwise, she never allowed a repeat or even any fooling around. After that, we drifted apart with our lives taking us in different directions. She never knew that she was both my first kiss and first time going all the way with anyone.

Ho hum, I’m sure, but that was my first experience.