(MF, 1st, prost)
Written by AB-2010
A story related to me by Jon B. (Northern California)
I'm a little over 50 as I relate this story. I have a good looking sweet wife and three lovely young girls that I love more than I can say. I've only made love to two women in my like, my wife and before her a German prostitute, who actually broke me in, and made me a man.
Back in the late 70's before the Berlin wall came tumbling down I was stationed in a large Bavarian city called Nuremberg. I was young and full of hormones and a complete virgin. And I was more than willing to give my virginity to any young lass willing to take it.
But I had a problem, I was super shy around girls, always had been. I think it was because my folks divorced when I was two years old and I was raised by my mom and grandma, and I just about never saw my dad. I think I was treated like this virginal son, so I guess I just got used to acting that way.
Needless to say, that growing-up experience didn't really prepare me for whoring around Europe with a bunch of horny guys and the make.
Shipping overseas to Germany was a real exciting experience for me. I'd never been out of my Northern California environment before and the freedom I felt was breath taking. So after about a year in Germany when a group of us guys had a long weekend off during the Oktoberfest, so it was no surprise that we spent the time testing our new expanded boundaries.
We stayed in a complots called Thalkirken in Munich, where people from all over the world came when traveling on a budget. As soon as we got there, all my buddies headed right for the sex districts of the city but I was scared and stayed behind, making some kind of lame excuse.
I think all my buddies knew I was a virgin, but at 20 I just couldn't admit it and they didn't harass me about it. Even though I'd come along with my friends I couldn't actually imagine myself propositioning a female for sex, or even talking to one on a one on one basis. I just knew that if I did, I'd make a fool of myself.
But as it turned out I was the one who had the best time. Keep in mind that I was 20 and had just come through basic training in the Army the year before, with daily platoon workouts to keep me fit.
I've always had what is called "an all American" look about me, that has caused me embarrassment many times in my life when more aggressive women tried to hit on me. So, even though I was shy, I was very fit and as I look back on it I probably looked pretty inviting to any older woman in the right mood.
Anyway, I was about to douse the fire and call it a night when this woman walked into the campsite. I guess I was surprised and jumped up from my camp chair. She looked at me as if appraising me and after a bit she seemed to make up her mind about something.
The next thing I knew she was sitting in my chair all bare legs and breasts pushing out against tight garments and telling me how much it would cost me to have sex with her. In her accented English she went on to say that she didn't do it with just anyone, but liked the way I looked and she thought I might be lonely.
I stood there looking at her, not knowing what to say. She was definitely German, although she spoke English fluently, her name was Heidi, (Or at least that's the name she gave) and I put her age at thirty-something. She seemed interested in me, but what really stopped me in my tracks was her body, I mean she was built. I don't mean big breasted like a playgirl, although she had good looking ones. What she was, was "athletic", built like a Greek athlete with female curves.
She was wearing a tight fitting summer dress of some thin print material that showed every contour of her body almost like a second skin. Every time she moved or made a gesture I could see her smooth muscles ripple. The woman's strong healthy body fascinated me; there was a smell of sweat and something else -- she seemed so... "earthy" to me; an uptight American virgin boy with no experience.
She kept saying things like, "Let's go in your tent and fuck, what do you say, yes?" or "Looks like you've got a big one in there, want me to touch it?" She kept looking into my eyes and smiling, almost willing me to do as she said.
Despite my nervous fears (and I was about to faint from fright) I was becoming aroused and it looked like if I wanted to I could have this German Amazon, sexually. That thought made me painfully hard.
Then Heidi stood up in front of me and took my crotch in her hands and began to massage it, saying, "Well, G.I. what do you think? Do you want some loving or not?"
That's all it took -- I was hers to do anything she wanted with. (But only after I paid her 40 marks. The experience was worth 50-times the money, as I look back on it.)
She said, "40-marks G.I and I'll fuck your brains out."
Even though I was shaking in my shoes I had the money out and in her hands so fast that she smiled at my unsophisticated teenage foolishness. But I was so aroused at that point all I could think about was what lay between her legs. I no longer cared if I was making a fool of myself I just knew that here was a woman willing to let me fuck her and that she wouldn't care if I was clumsy.
Heidi took my hand to let me to the tent, she stopped me just outside the door flap and we kissed passionately as she rubbed body against mine. I wanted to climb down her throat then, my hands were all over her and I thrust my hips, pushing my crotch against her. (I can still remember the wild passion of that moment, I was on a panicle that I'd never experienced before, or since for that matter. To know that I was going to get laid was intoxicating after having dreamt about this moment for so long.)
When Heidi pulled away from me I felt disappointed, almost betrayed, but that feeling didn't last long. As I stood there she knelt down in front of me and unzipped my fly, reaching in to fondle my dick.
There I was standing out in the open, with this hot German chick playing with my dick for anyone who passed by to see. I was in heaven, like no heaven I'd ever imagined before. The feeling of being out in the open like that and her fingers pumping my dick was indescribable.
Then I felt Heidi's fingers tighten around my shaft and she was pulling me down unto my knees and then leading me into the tent like some kind of pet. We crawled into the tent and over to my sleeping bag. We talked quietly for a few minutes while I sat cross-legged with my fly still open and my stiff dick still sticking out into the evening air.
I was taking in every nuance of her beautiful body; it was just so perfect, so powerful. More powerful than mine, which gave me a twinge, but only for a moment because I was horny enough to not care about anything except the "prize" if you know what I mean. I was so enthralled that I didn't even realized that I was still exposed and dripping.
When she'd pulled the last piece of clothing off her wonderful body she leaned back and said, "Okay G.I. now let me see you undress." Well, she didn't have to wait nearly as long as I had, I was stripped in less than 20-seconds. Then she lay back on my sleeping bag and held her arms out to me.
I was on her in a flash, so fast in fact that I clumsily kneed her, making her gasp in surprise and then giggle at me. I can still remember vividly her soft skin and her softer moans, "Come baby, fuck me now..."
I thought I'd faint with lust.
Breathing like a race horse, I positioned myself over her body and she guided me in and it was like magic, something so natural yet so strange. I can still remember the feeling of sinking into her warm wet cunt like it was yesterday. The feeling of her adjusting her hard body underneath me, her squeezing on my dick with her tight cunt muscles. It was just too much for me and I came in her, in huge gushes, shuddering in pure delight as I filled her with my virgin cum.
Looking back I still don't know why we didn't use a rubber, I had some, but hadn't even given it a thought. We fucked again twice more that night to the tune of 80 more marks, and she ended up staying with me until morning.
You can't imagine what kind of surprise my buddies had in the morning when we emerged from my sleeping bag. All the other guys had gotten back in the early hours of the morning drunk and tired and hadn't noticed us.
Heidi played like she was my girlfriend and we eat breakfast with all the guys standing around and staring at her sparsely clad body. She was great, she even deep kissed me and squeezed my crotch when she said goodbye after breakfast.
After that I had a new reputation Heidi and a new found confidence that she'd planted into my subconscious. I never saw her again but I will always be grateful to her for bringing me painlessly across the threshold of manhood in such a wonderful way.
Even though I never did go whoring with my buddies, they never hassled me about being a virgin again and treated me with respect. And because of my German prostitute I didn't come to my new wife with no experience.
Thank you Heidi.
Author's note: If this story sounds familiar it is because I wrote it in 2001 under a different author handle. I have revisited the story, fleshed it out and republished it here. AB
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