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The First Time: A True Story
by JLM (address withheld)
(with editorial help from a friend)

***

A story about a couple's first meeting and subsequent 
romance and marriage. (MF, rom)

***

I met Jan through a mutual friend. I was living in 
Springfield, Illinois, and Jan was living in St. Paul, 
Minnesota. My friend was married to Jan's sister and 
kept on my case that I should date more and find the 
right girl. 

I was 28 at the time and had spent most of my life 
doing two things; attending school and working to pay 
off student loans. At the time I was one of those 
graduates who couldn't find a job in my area of study 
(high school math teacher) so I was working as an 
assistant manager at a small men's clothing store. 
Anyone who has worked retail knows that it's a 6-day a 
week job (at least) and that those in management work 
more. I started at the bottom rung of the ladder, which 
meant lots of hours and not much for wages--but at 
least it was a job.

Since I was rather introverted, plus being nearly broke 
and busy, my social life was not very exciting. To put 
it bluntly, it was non-existent. I did a lot of 
reading, mostly Alistair MacLean and Isaac Asimov, but 
the only time my blood pressure rose was an occasional 
fantasy date with Miss July.

Randy encouraged me to check out his sister-in-law. The 
problem was she lived a long way off for a guy who was 
broke. On May 6th a buyer's show was scheduled in 
Minneapolis, and my boss invited me to go with him. 
When Randy found out, he told me he was thinking about 
a visit back home at the same time and asked me to drop 
in on his family while he was there. He didn't really 
invite me--he insisted. His folks lived in one of the 
suburbs and he knew his younger sister would drive over 
from St. Paul if he came all the way from Springfield.

I was able to get away during the buyer's meeting for 
more than half a day. Randy and his wife treated me to 
lunch at Perkins, and Jan came as well. 

Jan was two years younger than me and four inches 
shorter. I liked her long brown hair, her soft brown 
eyes, her gentle smile. She wore a tasteful white dress 
with blue accents in the fabric. She had a sexy figure-
-high, firm breasts, a flat stomach, and a well-rounded 
ass. I fought with a hard-on as my eyes undressed her 
enticing curves. What appealed to me most was the fact 
that she seemed genuinely interested in me. For a guy 
who was kind of shy, this was an additional turn on. (I 
only found out later that Randy had told Jan lots about 
me--all of it good.)

Jan had broken up with a guy six months earlier and had 
not dated since. I found out later she was 
disillusioned and didn't want to get hurt. But for now 
she was pleasant, engaging, and fun to be with. The 
whole meal was a real boost to my ego.

Half-way through the meal Randy's wife excused herself 
to go to the rest room. Jan joined her, leaving Randy 
and me alone.

"What did I tell you?" Randy asked.

"You're right. She's nice." I said, not wanting to seem 
too eager.

"Then ask her out for supper." Randy urged me.

"So soon?" I asked.

"How long before you think you'll be back here again? 
If you'd like to get to know Jan better you'll have to 
make use of the time you've got."

I couldn't argue with Randy's logic.

Randy insisted on paying for the whole meal. While he 
was busy with the cashier, I stood in the alcove with 
Jan.

"I know you're busy with family this weekend," I said, 
"but I'd enjoy taking you out to dinner tonight if you 
can be free."

Jan didn't hesitate a second. "I'd love to, Jim," she 
said. "What time."

"Ah...how about 5:00 o'clock?" I replied.

"Sure. Where?" Jan asked.

"I don't know the places around here. Do you have any 
suggestions?"

"Sure do." Jan responded. "Tell you what. Why don't I 
pick you up at your motel. Randy says you're at the 
Best Western on Highway 7. We can go from there."

The idea sounded good to me, so I consented. 

I was in the lobby at 4:45, and Jan showed up about 15 
minutes later. 

Since I had no wheels, we hopped in her car and she 
gave directions to a steak house in Wayzata as I drove.

We had a great meal, and a better time talking. I was 
glad to have her to myself. Jan was animated and fun to 
talk with. She was also a good listener. We had much in 
common. We found ourselves holding hands as we talked. 
After two hours I reminded her of the time in case she 
wanted to see more of her brother, but she didn't seem 
to care. We left the restaurant about 8:00 and she 
directed me as we drove around Lake Calhoun and over to 
Minnehaha Falls. 

Though the scenery was nice, I enjoyed Jan's company 
much more, and I thought the feeling was mutual. Jan 
sat close to me, our thighs touching. I placed my hand 
on her thigh below the hem of her skirt. I fantasized 
about sliding my hand up the inside of her thigh and 
watching her welcome my touch. 

We eventually made our way to a Dairy Queen at 10:00, 
where we sat and talked for another 90 minutes. I 
returned to the motel parking lot at about midnight.

"It's been a great evening, Jan," I said, not wanting 
it to end.

"I'll bet your boss has been wondering where his 
roommate has been." Jan noted.

At that point I wished I had a separate room and could 
invite Jan up. But then I didn't want her to think I 
was the kind of guy to try to bed her on the first 
date. And to be honest, I wasn't. Even so, trading her 
companionship for that of my 59 year old boss wasn't 
appealing.

"It's been a great evening," Jan continued. "Really 
fun, Jim."

Jan leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. "I'd like 
to do it again."

"A 6:00 a.m. flight makes that difficult," I said 
reluctantly. "But maybe I can work it out to see the 
Twin Cities again real soon."

"That would be great," Jan replied.

"For me too," I added.

Jan pulled on the handle and got out her side. I 
reluctantly did the same. She came around to the 
driver's side and stopped. I put my hands around her 
waist.

"Thanks for a great time! Your brother's got a great 
sister," I said.

"And a good friend," Jan added with a smile.

I leaned forward and kissed her softly, but not 
passionately. There was lots of warmth in the kiss she 
returned.

After a few moments she slipped out of my hands and sat 
down in the driver's seat.

"Take care," I said I closed the door. "I'll be in 
touch."

"You do that!" Jan said.

Reluctantly, she drove away. Very reluctantly, I 
watched her go.

The next day before I boarded the plane I picked up a 
card and sent it off to Jan thanking her for the great 
time. Three days later I had a response--a card with a 
two-page letter tucked inside. I replied to her letter 
with one of my own, but this time Jan didn't write 
back. She called instead. We picked up our conversation 
about where we left off on our one date. I called back 
two days later to find out how she was doing.

In short, we began to watch our phone bills swell as we 
did some long-distance dating. Jan told me about 
herself and I talked about my world. I didn't know it 
at the time, but we were falling in love.

I sent Jan a card reading: 'To know you is to love you. 
I know you very much.' I didn't know how that would 
change our relationship. She told me for the first time 
she loved me too, and at last our feelings for each 
other were out in the open. 

In a conversation three weeks later, Jan brought up a 
subject that was difficult for her to talk about.

"Jim, there's something about me I need to tell you." 
Jan began tentatively.

"What's that, Jan?"

"I'm...well...I went with this guy Gary--the one I told 
you about earlier."

"Yes."

"And...uh...we went all the way a couple of times." Jan 
said softly.

"That doesn't make any difference to me," I reassured 
her. "I might be a virgin physically but I can assure 
you that mentally I've had sex lots of times."

"But it's not the same," she protested.

"I know," I replied. "But that still doesn't affect my 
love for you, Jan. I fell in love with you realizing 
there was a good chance you weren't a virgin. All of us 
fall short of our ideals--it doesn't mean our life is 
ruined."

My acceptance of Jan over that issue made a big impact 
on her--because it was for her a source of intense 
guilt. It also opened the whole area of sexuality 
between us and made us more intimate lovers--though we 
hadn't been sexually intimate yet.

The fourth of July is not a good selling time in the 
clothing industry, so it was a good opportunity for me 
to grab some time off with a few vacation days besides. 

I started very early in the morning and arrived about 
5:00 p.m. Jan insisted that I stop at her place before 
checking into a motel. I soon found out why.

I drove up to the old apartment building and looked 
around. It was one of those huge old houses built for a 
family of 15. Jan's apartment was on the third floor. 
Her bedroom was in a round turret on the southeast 
corner. I made my way up the stairs and rang the bell. 

Jan opened the door. Her breasts stood out proudly 
against her light blue cotton top. My hands hungered to 
caress her mounds. I glanced down at her creamy thighs 
and pictured myself sliding my fingers underneath her 
navy blue shorts and stroking her pussy.

The two months apart made the first few seconds of our 
meeting awkward, even though we'd talked incessantly in 
recent weeks. She said nothing for a few seconds, but 
smiled that warm smile that caught my heart at first.

"Hi Jim," she said softly. "Nice to see you."

"Same here," I replied as I stepped forward and stood 
very close to her. I could smell her intoxicating 
perfume.

I put my hands on her shoulders and kissed her softly 
on the lips. She kissed me warmly, hinting of eagerness 
as she wrapped her arms around me. In seconds I felt 
her pressing her body against me. It felt so warm and 
erotic. I could feel her bra through her top. For a 
moment I wondered what it would be like to slide my 
hands underneath, unhook it, and slowly move my hands 
around to the tits that were hard against my chest.

I kissed her more passionately, and she responded in 
kind. We held each other close and felt the softness of 
each other's lips as our heart beats increased.

I lost track of time, as our mouths were locked 
together in a lover's kiss. On lonely nights back in my 
apartment, I had fantasized about this reunion. In my 
erotic dream she would whisper in my ear, "Make love to 
me, Jim. Fuck me! Help me take my clothes off so I can 
feel your stiff cock inside me!" 

Reality was different. "The door isn't shut," she said. 
"Come on in."

I did, looking around at the small but neat apartment. 
I moved over to the sofa and sat down. Jan joined me 
after closing the door. Her presence after so much 
anticipation, was almost intoxicating.

"Welcome to my place," Jan said as she leaned toward me 
with another kiss on the way.

Our lips met and we embraced again.

"This is the best welcome of all," I said after a few 
seconds.

"Glad you like it..." she replied. 

I interrupted her statement with another kiss, this one 
more lengthy and passionate yet. I could feel Jan's 
heartbeat as we held each other tightly. I treasured 
the warmth of her body against mine, especially the 
pressure of her breasts against my chest.

"You know those motel reservations I made," she said.

"Yes..."

"Well, I canceled them. You're staying here."

I didn't want to be presumptuous, so I worded my 
response carefully. "The couch looks comfortable 
enough," I said.

"You can sleep on the couch if you want, Jim, but you 
can have my bed too."

"I don't want to force you out of your bed," I added, 
wondering how she would respond.

"Oh, I'm sleeping in my bed no matter what." Jan 
replied.

My hard-on throbbed in response. "That's some 
invitation!" I croaked out, surprised and turned on by 
her attitude.

"So is this," Jan added, as she kissed me again. This 
time I felt her tongue dart inside my lips. I loosened 
my jaw and slipped my tongue out to meet hers. In a few 
moments we were french kissing. It was the first time 
for me, and I had never expected that two tongues could 
trigger such erotic pleasure.

As I marveled at this experience, I leaned back, 
pulling Jan down on top of me. We lay there on the 
couch necking, her body fully pressed against mine. I 
was aware that my swollen cock was pressing hard 
against Jan's groin. For some reason I wasn't 
embarrassed, as I otherwise would have been. She didn't 
seem to mind either, so I allowed my passions to build, 
along with the size of the bulge in my slacks. By now, 
I had my legs split with hers between me. Her crotch 
was directly over my erection. I pushed up against her, 
and she accepted my actions without complaint.

We kissed and talked in lover's whispers for fifteen or 
twenty minutes. I pressed her close to me, wishing we 
both were naked, imagining what it would feel like to 
have her groin grinding against my swollen rod. Jan 
leaned up and looked around. I could see down the front 
of her top, though I tried not to stare. The cleavage 
between her breasts fueled my passion even more. 

"This couch is so narrow," Jan complained. "We can't be 
comfortable here long."

I could have stayed there forever, but reluctantly I 
watched her get up. Our petting was triggering a few 
lustful fantasies in me by this time. In my mind's eye 
I saw Jan strip off her shorts, then reach down and 
remove mine. I visualized her looking at the outline of 
my erection with hungry eyes. And then... 

"I've got a great place for supper," Jan said. "It's 
right by a park. You'll love it."

I was fantasizing another kind of supper--one involving 
her lips and all-natural ingredients, but her words 
brought me back to the present.

The spell was broken, for the moment. I suspected it 
would return. I turned my attention to the mundane 
matters of eating, trying to deflate my passion (and 
one other thing) as Jan picked up her purse.

Dinner and the walk after was fun. We went around in 
that lover's haze where everything revolves around the 
other person and the rest of the world ceases to exist. 
Our hands were all over each other's hands, arms, 
shoulders, and waists. After our walk in the park we 
shared an ice cream cone. Even watching Jan lick the 
ice cream brought to mind lots of erotic thoughts--
pictures of her tongue sliding across the swollen head 
of my dick. I wisely kept these to myself.

It was late when we returned to Jan's apartment. We'd 
talked all evening, and still there was no desire to 
quit.

We sat on the sofa again and in moments we were 
kissing. I started to lean sideways to pull Jan down on 
me again, but she resisted.

"I've got a better idea," she said.

Jan stood up and pulled on my hand, indicating that I 
was to follow her. We went through a door. Her bedroom 
was on the other side. Jan sat down on the bed.

"More room here," she said with a smile.

I sat down next to her and we resumed kissing. Not too 
many minutes later I was on my back pressing Jan 
against me. Except for our shoes, we were still fully 
clothed.

I reached around and slid my hands underneath her 
blouse, feeling her bare back above the waist. Her skin 
was soft and warm. As we french kissed, I slowly moved 
my hands upward underneath her blouse until they 
reached the strap of her bra. Since I'd never unhooked 
one before, it took a few moments of fumbling to loosen 
the clasps. Finally it was free, and I preceded to 
slide my hands over her entire bare back as we kissed.

We rolled sideways so we were facing each other as we 
continued to kiss. I slowly moved my hand to the side 
of her ribcage, my forearm barely touching the side of 
her bra as it loosely covered her left breast. My 
fantasy was about to come true, and I felt as though I 
was in a dream, as though I would waken any moment. My 
heart pounded loudly in my ears as I anticipated what 
might come next.

As Jan and I continued to kiss and exchange tender 
words, I slowly increased the pressure of my forearm 
against the side of her breast. Then I moved my arm so 
that the side of my hand was where my forearm used to 
be. For the first time my fingertips began to cup the 
underside of her breast.

Jan slid her tongue rapidly around mine. I took it as 
an indication she enjoyed the attention my hand was 
paying to her breast, so I slipped my hand under the 
material and briefly held the underside of her breast. 
Jan seemed to enjoy that even more.

Her breasts were just the right size to fill up my 
hands, and I enjoyed exploring every inch of them. 
Small aureoles circled the fiery red nipples that stood 
up proud, challenging my fingers to fondle them. 

By now a lot of her blouse was bunched up. I withdrew 
my hand and dared to unbutton her blouse, from bottom 
to top, as we kissed. To my delight, she began to do 
the same to my shirt.

When my shirt was loosened, I sat up and slipped my 
arms out of the sleeves, then dropped it to the floor 
behind me. Jan sat up and did the same with her blouse. 
I watched her bra dangle loosely from her shoulders. 
She slid her fingers underneath the left shoulder strap 
and pushed it sideways until it fell off, uncovering 
her breast. Then she removed her bra entirely and lay 
down on her side again.

"Better, don't you think?" she said.

I swallowed hard. She was offering herself to me, and I 
was getting more turned on by the second. As I looked 
at her naked breasts, I felt an eagerness to fondle her 
hot tits or cover them with my mouth, feasting on her 
nipples and driving her wild.

I preceded to resume kissing her, pressing her bare 
chest against mine with great passion. Once again my 
hand moved toward her breast, cupping the underside and 
delighting in the warm smoothness of her curves. I 
tried to fondle her slowly and tenderly, avoiding what 
I wanted to do most--rush to feel her nipple. She 
seemed to enjoy the slowness of my affection, the 
gentleness.

I finally moved my fingers upward and touched the erect 
knob at the tip of her breast. Jan moaned slightly as 
my fingers played with the summit of her breast. She 
sighed with pleasure as my fingers lightly circled her 
erect nipples.

Her kisses became more uninhibited as I continued to 
fondle her. Neither of us were willing to put our hands 
below each other's waist. Not yet, anyway. 

I felt like there were two of me in the bed. One was 
thinking of slipping her remaining clothes off, moving 
lovingly between her creamy soft legs, and easing my 9" 
throbbing cock deep into her love nest. The other one 
was following all the social norms I'd followed all my 
life. Don't ask me how, but the nice guy won.

After ten or fifteen more minutes of intense petting, I 
forced myself to slow down to avoid becoming 
frustrated.

Jan sensed my reluctance, but she did not object.

"You don't want to go too far, do you Jim?" she asked.

The testosterone inside me replied, "You've got me so 
horny I could shove my cock through a concrete block. 
I'm dying to make love with you. You're the most fuck-
able woman I've ever met. I want to go all the way! 
Let's make love." 

"No," I heard myself say, "Not with you. I don't want 
to do anything with you that I'll regret. I love you 
too much for that."

Part of me couldn't believe what my mouth was saying. 

Jan seemed to understand. She had already told me of 
her guilt feelings about her former relationship, and I 
think she was appreciative of my sensitivity.

"If I take the couch tonight, neither of us will be 
sorry," I added sadly.

"I know you're right, Jim," Jan admitted. "But it's not 
what I really want."

"Nor I. But we both want to get started on the right 
foot."

"Yeah," she said. "I'll get you some stuff for the 
sofa."

I reluctantly stood up and went through the door into 
the living room. It was one of the most difficult 
things I had done in all my life.

Jan came in a few minutes later. She had tossed her 
blouse on but wore no bra underneath. I started having 
second thoughts immediately, but tried my best do drive 
thoughts of sex out of my mind for the moment.

It was quite late, so we kissed each other good night 
and went to bed--separately. Somehow I got to sleep 
later. Much later.

*

The next day we went out shopping and sightseeing. It 
was a fun, exhausting day. We had a light lunch and 
then headed back to Jan's apartment around 1:30 when it 
started to get hot outside.

As we sat on the sofa getting comfortable, our 
conversation turned to the future.

"What do you plan on doing in the fall?" Jan asked.

"Get married," I said flatly. "How about you?"

Jan turned to me, surprised.

"Married?"

"If it works out for you." I responded.

"Oh, YES!!" Jan said, planting a big kiss on me. "I 
knew when we met you were the one for me, Jim."

"I don't have a ring yet...we could look..." I began.

"That doesn't matter right now," Jan said. "I was given 
one before--but not from a guy I'd ever marry. Let's go 
over and tell my folks!"

It was like I had ignited a roman candle. The marriage 
wheels were in motion. Too late to slow things down, we 
went to her folks and broke the news. My future step-
parents seemed pleased. I didn't know for sure if it 
was because their daughter was finally going to get 
married, or that she was going to get married to me in 
particular.

We stayed at their place until late in the evening, 
then left. Jan had sat very close to me all the time we 
were at her folks' house. I don't think her hand had 
been away from my body for 20 seconds at a time.

As I drove to her apartment in the car, I felt the same 
sense of closeness as she sat next to me in the bench 
seat. I put my arm around her as I drove. Good thing 
the traffic was light. My hand found her breast and I 
began to fondle it gently through her top. I wished she 
hadn't worn a bra. I had an instant erection just 
imagining what it would be like to have her naked tit 
at the mercy of my fingers.

"You're playing with fire," Jan warned me. "And I know 
where the real fire is," she added as she laid her hand 
on my crotch.

Volts of erotic energy spread through my body as I felt 
the pressure of her hand against my dick. A long-held 
fantasy brushed across my mind for a second. I imagined 
her unzipping my fly, pulling out my swollen organ, and 
giving me a blow job right there on the road. 

I edged into the next lane and a car honked its horn. 
That quickly brought me back to reality.

"Careful," I added. "I need to stay on the road."

"I don't want to cause an accident," Jan replied, 
removing her hand. "I don't want anything to happen to 
you. It's good to know we belong to each other."

I nodded. It was a good feeling. No. It was a great 
feeling.

We drove most of the rest of the way to her apartment 
in silence, sharing a warmth and wordless communication 
that marked a new beginning for the two of us. Though 
we weren't married, we were publicly committed to each 
other. And somehow that changed many things.

It was very late when we arrived at the apartment. For 
some reason the noble part of me was strong that night. 
We shared a protracted, but painful goodnight kiss and 
went to our separate beds. Somehow, I slept.

Around 7:00 the next morning Jan came out of the 
bedroom. She was wearing a yellow two-piece baby doll 
pajama set. Though her hair was a bit out of place, she 
looked wonderful to me.

"Morning!" I said cheerfully.

"Morning," she replied, less enthusiastically.

"Not so cheerful this morning," I observed.

"I didn't sleep well," Jan replied.

"Why not?"

"I was lonely--all night long."

"I know how you felt," I added sympathetically.

"Come in and lay down beside me," she said. "Maybe we 
both can catch up."

Mentally, I reversed her invitation to say, "Lay down 
beside me and cum in."

I joined her in her bed. Laying next to her warm body 
was a wonderful change from a lonely, lumpy couch.

Her back was to me and my arm was around her waist. Her 
body felt wonderfully warm and soft. I slowly slid my 
hand up under her breasts. She wiggled her butt against 
me in response. I felt my cock begin to swell as I 
reacted to her motions. It felt so good to rest 
naturally against her soft curves. It made the idea of 
sleeping alone totally repulsive.

I slid my hand under her top and cupped her right 
breast.

"Mmmmm, that feels good, Jim," Jan mumbled.

"I'll bet this does too," I added as I slid my fingers 
upward and began to fondle her nipple. It was rock hard 
in seconds. My cock felt so hard I'd swear a weight 
lifter could do chin ups with it.

"I was dreaming about that all night long," Jan said. 
Then, after a pause, she asked "What were you dreaming 
about?"

She rolled over so that she was facing me. 

I reached my hand under her top and resumed touching 
her nipple. 

"I was dreaming about touching you here," I said. "And 
kissing you like this..."

Our lips met, hungry and hot. Our tongues entwined, 
doing an erotic dance of their own. She began to suck 
on my tongue. It felt like she was offering to suck my 
cock--anything to get me to shed my inhibitions and 
eventually fuck her. 

The good guy in me was losing.

"...and sliding my hands down your abdomen like 
this..."

I moved my hand downward to her naval, then back up to 
her breast. I repeated the process several times, 
moving my hand lower each time. At last, my hand slid 
down across her bottoms and rested firmly on her 
crotch. Jan raised her left leg up to give me more 
access, and I started stroking her inviting crotch 
through the thin nylon.

If her kisses were any indication, this was the right 
thing to do. So I kept it up, being careful to be 
gentle and not rushing our petting.

After a few moments Jan said, "I'm just soaked, Jim."

Soon afterwards I discovered what she meant. Her nylon 
briefs were very wet between her legs. I was delighted 
that I had been able to arouse her so much the first 
time I tried doing so.

Without any more encouragement on my part, Jan slid her 
pajama bottoms off.

I continued to stroke her pussy through the blue nylon 
briefs she wore, trying to figure out her anatomy as my 
fingers mapped the area. I had seen pictures, of 
course, but never touched a woman there until now.

I could sense the good guy shouting something 
unintelligible to my pleasure-numbed brain.

I wanted to make love to Jan--but not at the expense of 
violating her trust in me. I'd have to wait and see 
what developed. I told myself to be satisfied with the 
feeling of her hot, wet crotch. Yet I knew her fluids 
were an invitation from her body to mine to slide my 
throbbing dick into her love hole. I tried to restrain 
myself.

After a few moments, I slid my hand underneath the 
elastic of her briefs and felt the soft terrain of a 
woman's pussy for the first time. Jan groaned and 
responded by sliding her hand down and stroking the 
crotch of my pajamas.

I'd always dreamed of a gal doing that, but the reality 
with Jan was even better than the fantasy. I 
desperately wanted to feel her hands all over my 
engorged organ. I slid my hand further down and felt 
what seemed to be a very wet opening. Then I slid my 
moistened fingers back up across what I suspected was 
Jan's clitoris. It must have been, because she 
shuddered in response.

"I'll get out of these if you'll take off your 
bottoms," Jan offered.

It was a proposal I couldn't turn down. Nor could I 
refuse the opportunity to gaze at Jan's naked body that 
had responded so well to my touch. Jan took off her 
briefs and her top. My eyes greedily devoured the sight 
of her furry mound and the love tunnel nestled below. 

I was still wearing my low cut briefs, assuming that as 
long as I had them on I wouldn't go too far. They did 
little, however, to conceal the mammoth hard on that 
was threatening to rip its way through the fabric so it 
could bury itself in her hot cunt. The visual impact of 
seeing her naked had blown a few erotic fuses in my 
brain. I was sure of it. The short-circuits that 
resulted confounded the thinking of the straight-laced 
man inside me. 

I tried to remember information I'd gathered on 
foreplay and female anatomy. I didn't get it all right, 
but was close enough. Jan soon began to tremble at my 
touch. As I stroked her, a red flush crept across her 
breasts. Her breath came in gasps. Small spasms wracked 
her body, like tiny volts of electricity. I'm not sure 
even she knew what was happening at the time--or if she 
suspected and didn't want to tell me. I didn't realize 
it then, but she was experiencing the first orgasm of 
her life. At first I was frightened, wondering if she 
was having some kind of heart disorder. For whatever 
reason, I stopped, not wanting to hurt or injure her.

"You OK?" I asked.

"Yeah, I guess so," Jan answered. "Give me a couple of 
minutes to rest, will you Jim?"

"Sure," I agreed.

We continued to kiss and talk and fondle each other 
gently for a while until Jan's state became more 
normal. Jan looked down at my briefs.

"Looks like something wants out," she said. "Were you 
planning on keeping those on?" she asked.

"No...I guess not," I said.

To be honest, I was still a bit shy about taking them 
off. And I didn't know if she would like what she saw. 
I turned off the microphone in my head that the moral 
voice was using and peeled off my briefs.

I hungered to press my cock against her as I had 
thought of doing earlier, to feel her writhe with 
pleasure as she pressed her clit against its steel-hard 
surface. 

Jan inched closer to me, and we hugged each other. My 
heart rate must have doubled as I felt her smooth skin 
press against mine from head to foot. 

"I love you, Jan," I said softly.

"I love you, Jim," she replied.

Our lips met again. First softly and then with more 
hunger. I fondled her tits as we kissed. Moments later 
I felt a new sensation--a woman's fingers curled around 
my stiff cock.

"Ahhh!!!!" I moaned loudly.

"I can tell you like that," Jan said with a smile. 
"I've longed to get your stiff cock in my hands. You 
seem to get hard every time we're alone together. Like 
in the car..."

"I wanted you to unzip me..."

"My crotch was wet, too." Jan said quickly. "I wanted 
to feel your hands between my legs."

"Like this..." I replied, as my wandering hands found 
their way back to her most sensitive spot.

"Mmmmm..." Jan groaned loudly, pressing her crotch 
against my fingers. We stroked and teased each other's 
genitals until our blood pressure was about to go 
through the roof. Holding back the hood with two 
fingers, I attacked the tiny hard knob of her exposed 
clit.

"Ahhhh...yessss!!" Jan moaned with delight. Her hands 
stroked my cock faster, blowing more fuses as the 
erotic voltage mounted. 

I moved my head downward and began to stimulate Jan's 
breast with my lips and tongue. Then I continued south, 
kissing down to Jan's naval. Without waiting for any 
reaction from Jan, I moved lower and was soon well into 
Jan's pubic forest. For the first time I could actually 
see the pleasure center that I as her lover would make 
sing with the music of love. 

I glanced up at Jan. I could tell she wasn't 
comfortable with me licking toward her pussy, but her 
intense arousal was overcoming any inhibitions she 
might have had. She was past caring and focused on her 
feelings at the moment.

I soon found her love button and began to concentrate 
my attention on the nerve endings there. I discovered 
that eating pussy was different from anything else. It 
wasn't better or worse. Just different. It was the 
reaction from Jan that made it worthwhile. She began to 
breathe hard. Her face and breasts flushed. Her 
nostrils flared as she breathed. 

Jan arched her back and pushed her hips against my 
face. I quickened the pace of my tongue against her 
clit as I fingered her tits. Jan pushed her clit even 
harder against my mouth to increase the stimulation.

She began to moan loudly. I caught her clit between my 
lips and sucked hard. Jan's whole body began to shake 
violently. I didn't stop.

"Uhhhh!!!...AhhhHHHHHH," she groaned as waves of 
pleasure crashed through her nervous system like an 
enormous erotic tidal wave. I kept my mouth on her clit 
like a cowboy riding a bucking bronco. She shook a 
second time and pushed my head away from her groin, 
indicating that the stimulation was all she could take.

I wiped my face on my pajama bottoms and quickly 
crawled up to hold her as she shook slightly from the 
aftermath of another tremor.

"Oh...that...was...something else!" Jan said slowly as 
she caught her breath.

"I wanted it to be fantastic. I'll always want it to be 
great for you," I said. "I'll want to be the best lover 
a husband can be, Jan."

"I'm sure you will be," Jan said as she gave me a big 
hug. "I've never... felt anything like this. I've never 
been...this wonderfully exhausted... in my life."

We lay there for several minutes as Jan caught her 
breath. 

"Give me a few minutes," Jan added moments later. "And 
then I'm going to send you into orbit. I'm going to 
make you cum like you wouldn't believe."

I almost did right then, just from her promise. 
Instead, I excused myself, feeling a bit self-conscious 
about my facial aroma. I went to the bathroom, washed 
my face, and quickly returned. I wanted to be kissable, 
for sure.

Jan snuggled up against me and she slept for about half 
an hour. I was eager for an orgasm of my own, but 
wanted to show patience and thoughtfulness. 

Jan seemed to appreciate my unselfishness when she woke 
up. I kissed her softly, and she returned my kiss as 
her hand crept down my stomach.

"I'm not selfish," she said, grasping my quickly 
swelling organ. "I want to make our times together good 
for you, too, Jim."

"You don't have to be so gentle," I coached her as she 
stroked me. "I enjoy pressure."

Jan squeezed harder, and it felt great.

"No part of me was off limit to your mouth," Jan noted. 
"I suppose that means you're not off limits to me."

She moved her head further down and looked at cock, 
which was hard and red and bulging.

"I've never done this before," she said.

I was dying to feel her lips on my cock. It would be 
yet another dream come true.

Jan slowly lowered her head and took the tip into her 
mouth. I felt her lips tightened around me and slide up 
and down a couple of times. As she sucked the tip my 
whole erotic fuse box went up in smoke. Surges of pure 
pleasure flowed from my cock throughout my entire body. 

"Ohhhh! That's it!...Suck it!" I moaned, far beyond 
control.

Jan tried to take me deep, though I went in only a few 
inches. I barely resisted the temptation to push up 
into her mouth. Her tongue, lips and teeth triggered 
explosive sensations that pummeled every neuron in my 
brain.

"Don't come inside my mouth, OK?" she said, pausing for 
a moment.

I nodded, having lost the power of speech. I could only 
feel her mouth on my cock and the sensations that 
radiated throughout my body from her oral stimulation. 

Jan continued to suck me lightly and I soon felt an 
orgasm approaching. When I was just on the edge I 
withdrew myself from her and squeezed the end of my 
penis hard, trying to stop the process. I didn't 
succeed, and sperm oozed out and slid over my fingers. 
It was a mild orgasm at best. I wiped my hand on my 
pajamas and pulled Jan over to me. I was not quite as 
horny as before, though I wanted Jan to suck me more or 
stroke my cock with her clit.

It was not to be.

Jan and I held each other for a short while, and then 
she got up to face the day. I did as well. It was odd 
that when our passions were not excited, we were still 
a bit modest around each other. We showered separately 
and dressed alone.

The remainder of the day found us out shopping for 
rings. Jan knew my funds were limited, and seemed to be 
delighted with a miniature stone in a setting from a 
discount house. We were both old enough that the 
unrealistic wedding expectations of teenage years were 
no temptation to us. We also visited some aunts and 
uncles and broke the news to other family members who 
lived close. They were all supportive and encouraging.

That night we found ourselves back at the apartment 
thinking about bedtime. 

"No couch for you tonight, Jim," Jan insisted. "I 
haven't got your pajamas washed and I won't have you 
out here in this cold room."

"What do you suggest?" I asked with a smile.

"You go crawl in bed," she said. "You won't need any 
clothes. I'll be there in a minute."

I did as instructed.

Moments later, Jan entered. She was wearing a small 
black two-piece outfit. The top showed more of her 
breasts than it covered and was held together in the 
middle with a tiny bow. I could see the outline of her 
erect nipples. Her bottoms consisted of a ruffled pair 
of briefs that came high on her hips. It was obvious 
that there was nothing underneath. I caught a glimpse 
of stray pubic hairs peeking out from underneath.

Jan lit two candles, turned out the overhead light, and 
joined me in bed. I was fully aroused long before I 
felt her legs slide in next to mine and smelled the 
fresh perfume on her neck.

Our lips met, and soon our hands began to explore one 
another. I pushed her top up and fondled her tits. My 
hungry mouth replaced my hand as I sucked and licked 
her nipples till they were wet with my saliva and hard 
with anticipation.

I stroked her hot box through her flimsy panties with 
my hand. I curled my fingers around the narrow strip of 
material that disappeared between her legs. I slid my 
hand up and down along the slit, my knuckles stroking 
her between her lips. 

"OOhhhhh!" she moaned. "Where did you learn that?"

I had just thought it up on the spot. Instead of 
answering, I continued to stroke her pussy, feeling the 
slippery wetness grow by the second.

"Time for you to get naked," I said as I pulled on her 
briefs. She arched her back and I slid them off her 
butt and down her legs. Jan shucked her top and laid 
back.

I moved over and knelt between her legs, my cock 
standing at proud attention. Jan reached out and 
stroked my swollen dick. Her touch was not soft this 
time, but aggressive, urgent, almost desperate.

"I need you," Jan said, pulling my cock toward her. I 
leaned forward, my erection pressing against her pubic 
mound. I rocked back and forth feeling her clit against 
the underside of my shaft. We were both breathing hard.

"That's not all I want. I want you inside me, Jim," she 
urged.

I hesitated. This was in a time before AIDS, but 
pregnancy scared me. And I was still thinking of saving 
myself for marriage--an ideal that I had voluntarily 
embraced most of my adult life.

"I've been on the pill a month," Jan said, suspecting 
one of the reasons for my reluctance. "If you don't 
believe me, look on the night stand."

I turned my head and saw a plastic dispenser with some 
pills in it and numbers that I presumed were days of 
the month marked by the tablets.

"When we fell in love I knew we'd become lovers for 
real," Jan continued. "Anyway, this way my body will be 
adjusted for our honeymoon in two months."

"Adjusted?" I asked.

"Birth control pills do have some side effects. Most 
women need to let their bodies adjust to the hormones. 
I've been doing quite well. But, of course, I haven't 
been able to test and see if the pills work."

Jan pressed her pelvis up against mine.

"So if you want to put this where it belongs, I won't 
object," she added.

I still wasn't sure. I didn't want to ruin the 
excitement of our honeymoon. But then again I was as 
horny as a man can get and still be sane. And we were 
engaged. 

I continued to slide my erection against her soaked 
mound. I could feel the friction of her pussy on either 
side. Jan arched her back and pressed up against me, 
maximizing the stimulation for both of us. It was as 
close to intercourse as I could get without doing the 
real thing. 

"Please slide inside me," Jan begged. "I need you!"

I had planned to be satisfied with 'outer-course,' but 
as most of you know, setting limits while being naked 
and fondling each other's crotch is almost impossible. 
You always want to take it one step farther.

I slid back and forth, hoping the friction would 
satisfy us both. Jan had other plans. Till now, she had 
moved her hips up and then back in response to me. I 
had slid my cock down and was starting to move upward 
when Jan pressed her pussy against my abdomen and 
quickly pulled me up toward her. My cock had nowhere to 
go but inside. Jan was so lubricated that I penetrated 
her to half my length before I knew what happened.

"Inside is better," Jan said with a smile. I felt her 
hand on my buttocks, preventing me from backing out. 
"You feel so good inside! Now make love to me."

I realized at that moment that technically I wasn't a 
virgin any more. I also had to admit that I would not 
have gotten to this point if I really wanted to wait 
till the wedding. I also realized that this was not an 
opportunity to run away from. "You're fucking," a voice 
from within told me. "Go for it."

"Make love to me, Jim," Jan persisted.

"Gladly!" I replied.

I pushed my massive erection into her, sliding in and 
out, deeper with each stroke. The sensations were new 
and beyond description. I'd never felt pressure from 
all directions over the whole length of my penis 
before. The stimulation from her vaginal muscles was 
light years beyond any masturbation I had experienced.

"Uhhhhh!!! That feels sooooo good," Jan said as I 
pumped her. "How's it for you? Tight enough?"

"It's incredible!" I said as I slid in and out. "You've 
got... the greatest pussy in the world!"

"All for you, Jim...Ahhh...yes...I love having you 
inside," Jan continued. "I've wanted to...feel this for 
a long time...Mmmmm..."

"Me...too," was all I could say. I was sweating hard as 
I drove deep inside her pussy. My nerve endings were on 
fire as I felt an orgasm approach. I stroked faster and 
deeper. Every sensation I had was concentrated in my 
cock and the friction of her tight love tunnel. It felt 
like drilling for pure pleasure.

"Fill...my...pussy!! I want...you...to cum," Jan said. 

"No...problem," I reassured her nearly breathless by 
now. "You?"

"I will," Jan said as her hips thrust against mine. 
"You first."

I pulled out all the stops and thrust several more 
times, then held my pulsating cock deep inside Jan's 
throbbing pussy. I felt like I was in up to her neck. 
Then my insides exploded. My whole body shook. I could 
feel streams of sperm erupt from my cock and rocket 
deep inside her. Each round of sperm triggered a lava 
flow of erotic sensation I could feel throughout my 
whole body. I'd never had an orgasm that felt quite 
like that before. 

As my pulse slowly returned to normal, I slipped my 
hand down and began to fondle Jan's clitoris as I 
kissed her.

"I love you," I whispered as I fingered her love 
button.

"I know you do," she replied.

Our talk ceased as her passions began to grow again. I 
tried to will my penis to stay firm inside her as I 
continued to fondle her most sensitive spot. Jan's 
passions mounted as my fingers sent erotic shock waves 
through her clit. She rocked her hips against me as a 
blush crept across her boobs. Her tits stood up proudly 
as the cauldron of passion boiled within her. 

"Oh, God..." she said. "your cock..."

It was coming back to life. I began to thrust her again 
as I stroked her clit--showing no mercy.

"Mmmmm...ahhhhh!" Jan groaned as I covered her mouth 
with my lips. I sucked her tongue as my fingers stroked 
her love button and my cock fucked her love tunnel. 
This triple stimulation began to drive her wild.

"Uhhhh!!!...Don't stop!" Jan said hoarsely.

"I won't," I reassured her. I didn't. 

Her breathing became more erratic as she approached 
orgasm. I pressed my pelvis against her and rubbed her 
clitoris without mercy. 

"Yesssss...yessssss...ahhhhhhh!!!" Jan came jerking and 
gasping as wonderful explosion of sensations catapulted 
through her nervous system. Her whole body shook as her 
hunger gave way to wave after wave of erotic spasms. 
She convulsed underneath me, feeling the full effect of 
multiple orgasms and aftershocks.

"Mmmmmmm..." she said at last, the final tidal wave of 
erotic energy sinking into a foam of warmth and 
satisfaction. She wrapped her legs around me and held 
me close. I was glad I had been able to push her over 
the edge like that.

She held me there for a short eternity. Not wanting to 
crush her, I eventually backed out and repositioned 
myself next to her, holding her in a warm embrace.

Ten minutes later I got up to blow out the candles, 
then returned to bed. We slept naked against each other 
all night, delighted about the future together and all 
the good times we would share.

Because of hectic work schedules and little vacation, 
Jan and I were able to visit each other only four more 
times before our wedding. The last two visits were so 
busy and filled with wedding plans that we didn't have 
much time alone together. 

We made love once more before our wedding. It was 
enjoyable, but like the incident recorded here it 
carried with it some awkwardness and sense of guilt.

We've come to enjoy married love much more. It's guilt-
free and anchored in our mutual commitment. Not only 
have we learned about good sex through practice, but we 
have grown comfortable with each other. There are times 
when we're not good lovers, but that's part of every 
marriage.

Like most people, we would do some things differently 
if we could turn back the clock. But like most, we 
won't forget the first time.

END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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