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A Pair of Firsts
by Jessica Princess (jessicaprincess9@hotmail.com)

***

A woman in her thirties thinks she's seducing a younger 
man for his first time. It turns into so much more when 
he lets loose his wildest exhibitionist fantasies. This 
is my third story, the others being in directory 39... 
feel free to send me feedback on any of them... JP 
(MMF, exh, reluc, 1st, oarl, anal, gb)

***

James had been shy about his first novel. He hadn't 
wanted to show it to anyone. But Abby had insisted. And 
try as he might, James found that he just couldn't say 
no to Abby when she pushed him on something.

"I really want to read it," she said. "I promise, I'll 
be gentle with my criticism."

What else could he say but "Yes."

Abby lived next door to James. That's how they'd become 
friends. Otherwise they would have never known each 
other. They came from different worlds. Abby was 36, 
from the south, an accomplished woman who'd been 
through a bad divorce. She'd been in political life 
before the divorce had depressed her enough to make her 
quit. 

Now she worked at a Barnes and Noble bookstore. But it 
was just temporary, and everyone knew. Abby was one of 
the smartest, most capable people James had ever known. 
She'd be back in the political life eventually. She 
might even become the first woman president.

James, on the other hand, had always just barely made 
it in life. He was only 22, fresh from the university. 
He'd gotten through college on scholarship, which he 
very nearly lost several times after bouts with poor 
grades. James hated school but he knew he needed a 
degree if he ever wanted to get anywhere in life. 

After college, he left as quickly as he could for the 
big city. He got himself an apartment and a job at the 
local mall. At night he would work on stories. 
Eventually he had enough to make a novel. But he 
worried that they were not good, certainly not up to 
the standards that a sophisticated reader like Abby 
would have.

He was shocked when she called him and told him she was 
coming over to talk about the novel after only having 
it in her possession for two days. He feared the worst, 
that she'd read only two pages and then decided to 
trash the whole thing.

She was over in a flash, letting herself in as usual. 
He hadn't even had time to straighten up. He'd barely 
had time to put pants on. He was still shirtless.

"James, your novel is wonderful!" she said immediately, 
hugging James and then collapsing with him onto the 
couch. "The characters were so vibrant. I stayed up 
half the night reading your book. Where'd a young guy 
like you learn to write stuff like that?"

"Um..." said James.

Truth is, he didn't know what to say. He was 
speechless. Probably because everything was happening 
so quickly, and because he hadn't been expecting Abby 
to say such nice things. Probably also because of how 
stunning Abby looked. He'd always thought she was 
beautiful, but today she looked especially sexy. 

She wore a black, form fitting shirt and a long, green, 
cotton skirt with a slit running up the left side. Her 
brown, wavy hair was up. She'd slipped her feet out of 
her black pumps when she'd folded her legs under 
herself to sit down. Her lips were full and glistening 
from the chap-stick she'd just applied. She was such a 
knock-out. He couldn't believe any man had ever wanted 
to leave her.

"James?" Abby said. "Are you still with me, honey?"

There was just the faintest hint of her old Virginia 
accent when she said the word "honey." It made James 
feel warm and tingly all over.

"Yes, sorry," said James. "I was just distracted for a 
second. But I'm listening to you. I'm really surprised 
you liked the book so much."

"I do," said Abby smiling. "I think that you'd have no 
problem publishing it. There's only one minor detail 
that I think you need to spend some time correcting."

Here it comes, thought James. Here's where she says 
that I'm all washed up.

"It's the sex scenes, James," she said. "You've got to 
do something about the sex scenes."

James was shocked again. His mouth went dry. "What do 
you mean?" he said.

Abby took his hand. Her fingers were warm against his 
cold and clammy skin.

"You haven't had much experience, have you?" she said.

James looked down, embarrassed. "Is it really that 
obvious?" he said.

"Afraid so," she said. "The main character seems like 
such a take charge kind of guy. But when he gets in the 
bedroom, everything is bland. He doesn't show the same 
fire he's got inside him the rest of the time."

"I just write so much from my experience," James said. 
"I didn't know how to write about stuff I've never 
done."

"You mean you've never had sex?" she said.

He nodded. "I've fooled around with girls, but..."

Abby threw her hands up in the air. "Well, that's just 
unacceptable!" she said.

James sank lower into his seat. He'd failed her. He 
knew it.

"If you're going to be a great author like I know you 
can be," she said, "you're going to have to learn to 
get into the minds of your characters." As she said it 
her hand slid up James's thigh until it landed on the 
bulge in his pants.

James was startled. "Oh shit!" he said.

"It's ok, hon," she said. "Just relax. Today I'm going 
to teach you a few things about taking charge in the 
bedroom and being creative."

"But..." James started to protest.

It was too late though. Abby had slid down onto her 
knees. She unzipped his pants, pulled out his warm, 
firm cock and began to suck on it, letting her saliva 
run down over his balls as she took the full length 
into her mouth. Instantly he went from being slightly 
turned on to being hard as a rock.

"You like that?" she said between mouthfuls of dick.

James nodded.

"Then tell me what you want to do," she said.

"I don't know... I..."

"Don't do that," she said, taking her mouth away and 
staring up at him. "Don't be the nice guy. Be the guy 
from your book. Be the hero. You don't have to be mean. 
Just direct. If he were you, what would he say?"

James paused for a second, thinking about it. He looked 
down at his throbbing cock, aching to be touched some 
more. Then he looked at Abby, cuter then ever as she 
sat there on her knees. He wanted to fuck her so bad he 
could barely think straight.

"I want to take you doggie-style, right now, with your 
skirt still on," James said. He could hardly believe it 
when the words left his mouth. He flinched a bit, half 
expecting her to yell at him and tell him how offended 
she was.

Instead a huge grin came across her face. "Now you're 
getting the picture," she said. "But don't just say it. 
Act on it."

She stood up and held her arms out, waiting for James 
to make the next move. He was reluctant still, but 
starting to relax. He liked this new role that Abby was 
inviting him to take on. He stood, turned her around, 
guided her so that she was bent over the couch, and 
hiked up her skirt to reveal her gorgeous, pantiless 
ass.

James wasn't exactly sure what to do at first, having 
never had sex before. He'd seen plenty of porn, but the 
mechanics of the real thing seemed a bit harder then he 
expected. It took him a minute to figure out how to get 
positioned just right. But once he had his cock inside 
of her tight, wet pussy, it was heaven. He began to 
thrust in and out, smacking her ass occasionally as he 
went.

Abby moaned loudly as James fucked her from behind. Her 
moans made him fuck her harder, faster. You could've 
heard the sound of his hips crashing into her if you'd 
been in the next room.

"Come on, James," she said. "This isn't it. This isn't 
your fantasy."

"You're right," he said, almost out of breath but still 
pumping away inside of her. "It's not."

"Let it out, James," she said. "Do what you really want 
to do."

James was emboldened now. Half an hour ago he never 
would have dreamed of doing this in real life, this 
thing he'd been fantasizing about ever since he first 
met Abby six months ago. It would ruin her. It would be 
the silver bullet on her career in politics. But now 
that this was happening, now that she was practically 
begging him to do something wild, he couldn't help but 
want to oblige, no matter the costs.

"Are you sure?" James said, giving her one last chance 
to back out.

"Yes," Abby said. "Do what you really want to do, what 
you've always thought about doing."

That was all the motivation James needed. He pulled out 
of her, helped her to her feet, then guided her out the 
front door with him, his cock still dangling out of his 
pants.

Abby got a confused look on her face. "I wasn't 
expecting a field trip," she said. "Where are we 
going?"

"You'll see," James said smirking.

They took the elevator down to the first floor, then 
headed out into the well lit courtyard in the middle of 
the apartment buildings.

"Strip," said James.

Abby was now the one who looked reluctant. "James, I'm 
not so sure that's such a good idea..."

"Strip!" he said louder. It was not a threatening 
gesture. She could still say no. But it was clear that 
this was what he wanted, and that to say no now would 
be for her to step away from James for good. She didn't 
want that. She'd been waiting too long to be with him 
for this.

"Alright," she said. "What the hell."

She pulled her clothes off and stood before him naked, 
the light shining down upon her exquisite body. Abby 
could have been 19 from the way her body looked. If you 
didn't look very closely at her face to see the small 
lines under her eyes you'd never know she was a woman 
almost twice that old.

"Now what?" she said, half figuring he'd be satisfied 
just with this and they'd both go back upstairs.

James pulled down his pants so that he was as naked as 
she was. He lay down on his back and demanded that Abby 
get on top of him and ride him. Her nervousness was 
rising, but so was her sense of excitement. With 
abandon she straddled him, her legs folded down on the 
sides of him, his cock once again filling her. 

She rode him hard, so that she was panting. But she bit 
her lip, trying to muffle any noises she might make. It 
was late. If she didn't make a sound perhaps no one 
would be looking out their windows and no one would see 
what was happening in the courtyard.

But James wouldn't let her get away so easily. "Moan 
for me, baby," he kept saying. "Moan nice and loud like 
you did inside. Don't be afraid. Let everyone know what 
a good girl you are. Moan for me."

She tried to hold back, but it felt so good, having him 
inside of her, bouncing on top of him, and the way he 
was talking to her, telling her what to do, clearing 
her mind of her own thoughts and filling her head with 
nothing but animalistic desire instead. She moaned, 
just a little at first. Then louder. Then at a roaring 
pitch that was sure to wake up the neighborhood.

Lights started to come on in apartment buildings. 
People were looking out the window or coming out onto 
their decks. Men in robes started to filter out onto 
the walkway beside the courtyards, staring at the sex 
going on just a few feet from them.

Abby found herself surprisingly and overwhelmingly 
turned on by all the attention. "Yes!" she screamed. 
"Yes, fuck me!"

But James wasn't finished yet. This wasn't his full 
fantasy.

"If any of you guys want to join in," he shouted to the 
collection of men on the sidewalk, "Feel free."

The words washed slowly over Abby, who was so into the 
sex now that very little was phasing her. She didn't 
entirely comprehend what James had done, until she 
looked up and saw one of the men in front of her naked, 
his cock close to her face.

"Suck on it, baby," said James. "You know that you want 
to."

Abby wanted to say no. She knew this had gotten too 
far. Things had gotten out of control, out of her 
hands. But it was too late to change that now. And she 
was too wildly turned on to say no to even the 
slightest of requests from James. She opened her mouth 
obediently and allowed the man to slide his cock in.

It didn't take long for other men to come forward, men 
of various ages, fathers and brothers and husbands, 
single men and married, working class men and trades 
men. 

She was startled when the first cock entered her ass, 
her pussy still tightly gripping James's cock as she 
continued to ride him. It wasn't her first time having 
anal sex, but it was certainly her first time being 
penetrated in both holes at once. It made her cum 
quickly, much to her surprise.

As one man would cum inside her ass, another would be 
right behind him to take his place. After a while her 
ass was so full of cum that the men started to pull out 
and cum across her back. Around the other end, men were 
coming forward with equal regularity and allowing her 
to suck them off. 

Occasionally she'd take more than one cock into her 
mouth at once. They came in her mouth, on her face, in 
her hair, across her chest, even sometimes in her hand. 
The whole time James remained underneath her, his cock 
hard as ever inside of her as she grinded her hips into 
him in rhythm with whoever was in her ass at the time.

The surroundings were becoming a blur. Some wives had 
come down and berated their husbands. Others stood with 
their husbands, watching from the sidewalk. The events 
had been going on for maybe 45 minutes when two police 
officers finally showed up.

"Break it up!" said the younger cop. "Nothing more to 
see here."

The older cop stood behind him, one hand on his gun 
holster, staring unashamedly at what was going on.

When no one seemed to be complying with the young cop's 
request he came forward. "Didn't you hear me, folks? I 
said cease and desist!"

"Actually you said 'break it up,'" said James. "But you 
don't want us to do that either."

"Oh no?" said the cop. "Tell me then, tough guy, what 
do I want?"

"You want to take off your pants and start fucking this 
girl in the ass, just like your partner is doing."

"Huh?" said the bewildered young cop. Then he looked to 
his right, where his older partner was just beginning 
to penetrate Abby's cum soaked, swollen asshole.

"Shit, what are you doing?" the young officer cried.

"Protecting and serving," said the older man as he 
began to make long, slow thrusts. "Protecting and 
serving."

The young officer turned away for a second, disgusted 
and frightened. He was a by-the-book kind of guy, but 
he also relied on his older partner for guidance. Now 
he wasn't sure what he should do.

"Why don't you come over here, officer," Abby said in a 
voice that was hoarse from moaning, "So I can suck your 
dick."

The officer looked around for a minute. He opened his 
mouth as if to object. Then he just turned and walked 
off, past the squad car in the parking lot and down the 
side of the highway. James, Abby, and the older officer 
had a good laugh. After the older officer came, he 
pulled out, tipped his hat to Abby, and left in the 
squad car.

The passionate fucking continued until finally James 
said "Alright, guys, last call. Get your last minute 
fun in before I finish her off."

It was another fifteen minutes before the last of the 
guys had cum. Abby was dizzy and her knees were locked. 
She couldn't even begin to count how many guys had 
fucked her, though James said later he'd lost count at 
about forty. They both figured it was somewhere in the 
neighborhood of 65 or 70, most lasting less then a 
minute but some lasting upwards of ten.

When Abby finally got up off of the ground and off of 
James, she could barely stand. James however seemed fit 
as a fiddle, despite having had her full weight on him 
for almost three hours. He picked her up off of her 
shaky knees, then carried her cum drenched body up the 
stairs, into the elevator, and then back into his 
apartment where he placed her, face down flat on the 
bed.

James spread her legs tenderly, then moved himself on 
top of her, tight against her body. He pushed his cock 
back into her pussy and moved in and out slowly. Abby 
was too tired to moan, but she let out a soft coo, 
especially when James grabbed her ass cheeks and pushed 
them together as he thrust. 

When he finally came, it was a long release. She shot 
for over 30 seconds. He was the only man that night to 
cum inside her pussy. When he finished, he collapsed 
next to her on the bed.

"Hell of a first time," he said.

"Yeah," said Abby, too tired and stunned to move. "For 
you and me both."

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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
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