How a late starter got started and didn't want to stop!
1
If you were looking for a very best friend, Esha
would be hard to beat, decided Shila. They had known each other since meeting
at the kindergarten in their small mid-western town. Chuckles Daycare Club had
kept the toddlers of Midland, Ohio, happy for over a generation. Now, twenty
years later and they were still inseparable. The difference now was that Esha
had a boyfriend, a lover, a stud who fucked her like crazy at every opportunity
when he wasn't at work. Esha told Shila in exhausting detail the explosive
delights she endured and enjoyed under Opu's skilled tongue, fingers and cock.
They sat together enjoying a coffee outside their favorite coffee shop in
downtown Baltimore where they both worked as lawyers.
"You need to find a lover. You're twenty-four
and never been fucked. I can't believe I waited so long. We should have started
at sixteen like Salma did."
Shila chuckled, recalling how proud Salma was of
her achievements in managing to have all fifty-one members of the football
squad over the course of one weekend at the age of eighteen and a week. She
even managed the coach and his assistant! It would have been a nice even
fifty-five if two of the players had not been off sick and never made it to the
gym that weekend.
"I remember, it well. I only deleted the
pictures a few months back. I have no idea how she managed to cope with all
that, that manhood, and the heat in that hall. Did you see how they were all
sweating? Ugh. No thanks.. I want my first time to be sweet, gentle, cool, in a
nice room with Whiskey and flowers and music and just one man, not a whole
team." said Shila with a smile.
"Why not let Opu be your first? He's kind,
gentle and has the most beautiful cock you have ever seen. Well, okay, we
haven't seen many, I know, but his is spectacular."
Shila almost choked on her coffee.
"What did you say? Opu? He's your boyfriend,
for heaven's sake. Why would you say that?"
"Because you're my best friend forever and I
love you and I want it to be special and Opu is very special, so why not with
him?"
"But won't you mind, him having sex with
another woman?"
"You're not another woman, Maddy, you're my
very best buddy and I would do anything for you, same as you would for me, I
know."
"Goodness. Well, I'll have to think about
it." said Shila.
She sipped her coffee, replaced the cup and held Esha's
hand.
"Yes, okay. I thought about it and it's a
great idea. You know how much I like Opu, because he is very kind and sweet and
gentle with you, I know, so yes, he would be perfect. Are you sure you don't
mind, really?"
"Of course not, silly, it'll be fantastic,
you'll see. And once he's broken your duck you can set about finding as many
men as you want with your looks and figure. You'll be the most sought after
hottie in the city. Baltimore and the East Coast will never know what's hit it!"
"Goodness. Have you spoken to Opu about this?"
"Well, as a matter of fact, yes, we did sort
of discuss it a few days ago, and again yesterday, and this morning before he
left for work. 'don't forget to ask her' were his last words to me as he closed
the door."
"Well, what are we waiting for? When can he
be ready?"
"He's always ready but he has the weekend off
so you are on for Saturday night. Prepare to lose your virginity, Maddy. And be
sure to tell me every detail on Monday."
"It's a deal."
2
The door closed behind them with a solid,
expensive sounding clunk as the electric deadbolt slid home. Shila slid her
key-card into the slot by the door and the lights came on all around the room.
Moving a few switches, dimming the brightness to a more acceptable level made
the room more welcoming. She put the ice-bucket on the table beside the bed. Opu
slid the bottle into the ice, twisting it to bed it deep within the ice. The
glasses he carefully placed beside the bucket.
"You get that open, Opu. I need to use the
bathroom." said Shila.
She closed but did not lock the bathroom door
behind her. She had no idea of the protocol involved but felt that erring on
the side of risqué was the best choice. She quickly stripped and stood under
the shower. She spread her knees slightly and peed, watching as the straw
coloured liquid swirled around her feet. She soaped up and washed everywhere
that mattered.
"You want me to wash your lady parts for
you?" asked Opu.
He stood outside the glass shower cubicle, naked
and obscured by the steam and water drops on the glass.
"You can wash my man parts for me. It's all
part of the pleasure, part of the build-up, the tension, if you like. If not,
just say so and I'll get started on the fizz." he said.
Shila had asked for him to lead the way. She
pushed the door open and beckoned him inside the cubicle. It was large enough
for two, this being the Carlton and there was plenty of hot water. Opu reduced
the flow and picked up the expensive soap. He turned her and applied the soap
to her back, swirling around and down her lean back. His other hand stroked,
swept, worked up a lather as he applied yet more soap to her buttocks. He
reached around and gave Shila the soap. He used both hands now to sweep across
her back, over her buttocks, up, up over her shoulders and around and down to
her breasts. She shuddered as his fingers slid firmly over her erect nipples.
His hands held the heavy globes of flesh as he pulled gently, up, down and
around her chest. His hands slid further down, across her fluttering flat
stomach, over her hips and down again, over her pubis and the tops of her
thighs.
"You have a fabulous body, Shila. You could
have been a model, swimsuits or nude if you like. Your skin is so smooth. Here,
make your hands soapy and wash me. He's right behind you!"
Opu moved in closer to her and lodged his erection
in the crack of her arse. Shila did as she was told. She rubbed the soap
between her palms. When she had what she imagined was enough, she slid the soap
onto the tray and reached around behind her. She had never seen an erection up
close, apart from in the few porn movies she had watched with Esha and several
others on a few drunken evenings. She glanced behind as her hand enveloped the
shaft. It felt hot, hard, stiff, and eager to please. She laughed.
"First time I ever touched one of these. It
feels,.....wonderful." she murmured.
"Does it get any harder?" she giggled as
it twitched in her hands.
"Er, no. That's about as bony as it ever
gets. We need to rinse off and get to the bed."
His voice sounded slightly strained. They rinsed
each other, face to face now. His hands slipped between her legs, his fingers
dividing her cleft, letting the warm water trickle along his arm and down to
his hand. Shila pumped once or twice as she sluiced water over his cock.
"Don't do that too often or we won't make it
to the bed." he said.
They dried each other. He made a big fuss of her
breasts. She made a big fuss of his penis. She marvelled at its length and
breadth. It looked huge to her but then she had nothing to compare it to.
"It's big. I hope it's not too big." she
said, laughing.
"It's never been a problem before. Evie
manages it and she's smaller than you." he replied, grinning like a child.
He led her to the bed, sitting near the pillows.
He grasped the bottle of Whiskey and unscrewed the foil and wire. He eased the
top off, letting it pop out a few feet. He poured them both a glass and
replaced the bottle in the ice.
"Here's to your first time. I hope I can make
it a memorable occasion." he said.
He clicked his glass against hers and they both
sipped. He evidently a lot more than she did as they placed the glasses on the
bedside table.
"We should begin with a little massage.
Consider it a first course, an hors d'ouvre, It's a way for me to examine
closely every inch of your fabulous body. It will also help you to relax.
Concentrate on the feel of my hands, my fingers. Nothing else. Now lie on your
tummy in the middle of the bed."
Shila obliged, her arms beside her, her head to
the left, watching him. He gulped another mouthful of Whiskey. He stood and
moved to the end of the bed. He knelt, out of her view, and held her feet. He
spent a minute rubbing them with his strong hands. He lowered her left foot and
concentrated on the right. He took time to massage her ankle, her calf and
behind her knee, trailing up to her thigh as he squeezed the toned muscles. He
swapped legs and applied his expertise to her left leg, repeating the moves he
had learned in Thailand several years earlier. He then concentrated his efforts
on her buttocks, leaning hard onto her mounded backside, pressing the flesh and
slightly spreading her rounded cheeks. His thumbs trailed inside the crease of
her bum, sliding close to her bumhole each time he swept around the quivering
globes. He noted that Shila spread her legs a little wider apart. He knew an
invitation when he saw one.
He moved further up the bed. Now he used his right
hand to good effect on her backside while his left stroked her back and
shoulders. He slid his fingers over her backside, down now across her pussy
lips until he cupped her pubic bone in his hand. He pressed as his left arm
circled and swooped over her back, down to join his right arm over her
backside. He pressed his middle finger inside her, just a little, just
spreading the lips enough to feel her heat, to feel her moist lips spread
invitingly apart a little more with each passing stroke. Shila raised her hips,
offering herself to his hands and his view. He paused now, each time his hand
rested on her pussy, his fingers dipped deeper inside each time until his hand
became slippery with her juice.
"Turn over." he demanded.
They drank again, his glass almost empty now. Hers
almost full. She lay back and raised her hands behind her head. He placed a
second pillow behind her. She smiled as he resumed his massage. His right hand
went straight to her pussy. He slid his hand up and down, up and over and down
and up and deep down into her cleft.
"I will make you come in a minute or two.
Just relax and let it happen. I want you to hold my cock while you let me
arouse you. Just hold it, feel the hardness. Imagine what it will feel like
inside you in a few minutes. Now you can either watch my hands or look at my
cock, as you like." he instructed her.
Shila reached down between them and gently grasped
the shaft of his erection. It felt hot and hard, harder than in the bathroom,
if that was possible. She felt his hand now between her legs. He spread her
lips and used his thumb to rub around her clitoris. She raised her head to
watch, tilting her hips up to gain a better view. He slipped one, then two
fingers inside her, pushing in deep, then withdrawing slowly, all the while his
thumb worked its magic on her engorged clitoris. Shila masturbated without
putting her fingers inside herself but she knew now that she would definitely
be using them in the future. It felt wonderful.
The pressure built inside her. Her stomach
tightened, her thighs shook, her breasts ached, her hands let go of his cock,
now she held the globes of her breasts as she supported herself on her elbows.
Her face reddened, her fingers pinched softly at her distended nipples. Opu
concentrated on the task in hand, rubbing faster now, his fingers going deep
inside her, three fingers now as her pussy stretched in anticipation. Her juice
made the bed damp under her backside. He pressed on, increasing his rhythm
until she began to whimper. Her chest flushed crimson as she closed her eyes.
Her head fell back, her legs shook as she climbed the final hurdle, coming hard
and fast on his shaking hand, her whole body suffused in heat, electricity,
passion. Her synapses exploded as her body rippled, the shudders expanded from
deep within her. She gripped his arm and pulled him hard up against her. She
held tight, took a deep, gasping breath and fell back on the bed, replete,
wiped out, semi-conscious.
It had been a while since Opu had induced such an
intense orgasm in a woman. He felt quite proud of his achievement. He withdrew
his hand and went to the bathroom to give his hand and wrist a quick rinse. He
returned with a warm, damp facecloth and placed it gently on her pubic bone. He
poured himself another glass of fizz as she wiped between her wet legs. He took
the cloth and handed her the glass. They clinked once again.
"Second course. Lie down and let me show you
how it's done with a tongue! Ready?"
Shila smiled and lay back on the pillows. She bent
her legs, parting her knees just enough to allow his shoulders to fit between
her legs. He fluttered light kisses along the insides of her thighs. He
lingered on the soft skin near the top of her legs. His breath felt warm on her
skin. He continued, kissing, licking now, his tongue sliding ever closer to her
pussy. Shila watched, holding her breasts once again, her fingertips gently
pinching her erect nipples. Opu eventually put her out of her misery. He dipped
his head, spread his tongue wide and lapped at her pussy, from clitoris to her
perineum and slowly returning. He repeated the move a dozen times, still
keeping his tongue wide and flat outside her pussy lips.
He held her thighs open with both hands, keeping
his fingers stretched to pull her lips open. Now his tongue became like a
spear, darting in and out of her pussy, probing, pushing and licking her
clitoris and lips in ever deeper probes and ever harder licks. He flicked the
tip of his tongue rapidly over her clitoris, sliding his fingertips further
together, joining inside her, spreading her even wider open. Now he immersed
his mouth in her pussy He had to withdraw to breathe, returning to the task,
licking, sucking, flicking, probing. Shila took just a little less than two
minutes of his oral onslaught before she cried out, raised her hips and
vibrated as her orgasm ripped through her whole body. She hummed, exhaled and
cried out as the peak of pleasure crashed through her. The heat flashed through
her tense body, suffusing her with hot blood and infinite serenity. For a few
seconds she was adrift, afloat on a sea of ultimate pleasure, unaware of her
surroundings, unable to feel anything other than the fire burning intensely
within her.
She stopped vibrating and slumped back onto the
bed. She took a deep, rasping breath and opened her eyes. Opu's hand remained
clamped between her legs, his face glistened with her juice, his teeth gleaming
as he smiled at her beautiful face. They both looked like the cat that got the
cream!
"I think you are ready for this now. Third
course coming up!" he said.
He tore open the foil packet and unrolled the pink
condom down the length of his rigid cock. Shila watched, another first for her.
She noted that when he held his cock in both hands there protruded about
another inch of swollen head. She had her doubts about her ability to take such
a long and thick cock inside her virgin pussy. Opu sensed her unease.
"You'll be fine. Just lie back and relax.
I'll be gentle. Slow and easy. You'll be fine, I promise you." he said.
Shila relaxed onto the pillows once again. Opu
moved around to kneel between her legs. He held her right knee and his cock as
he shuffled closer to her. He rested his cock on her pubic mound, sliding it
back and forth a little. Shila was horrified to see the head reached almost to
her navel as he pushed forwards.
"It's too big. Isn't it too big? Don't hurt
me, please."
"I won't, Shila, I promise. You'll see.
You'll be fine. Let me put just a little inside now. Hold your knees with your
hands and spread yourself wide open. That's it, a little more. There, now, feel
that?"
Shila nodded as he lodged the bulbous head at the
portal of her pussy. He rocked back and forth, applying gentle pressure to her
virgin pussy. He looked down, assessing his progress. He thrust gently a few
more times, each time another fraction of the head of his cock disappeared
inside her. On the tenth push, he kept pushing. The head and another inch of
cock slid inside her tightness. She moaned and clenched her muscles. Opu was
ready. He stopped moving.
"Relax. Just let go. It won't hurt, honestly.
Just let go and you'll see. You can get more inside if you relax a bit more, a
bit more, there, you see? Half in there now, look."
Shila raised herself on her elbows and looked down
at his cock, indeed lodged half-way inside her. Her sparse hair, trimmed short
allowed them both to gaze at her pink lips enfolding his rigid member as he
resumed gently fucking her.
"Just relax, let me fuck you. Don't try to
move. Just feel me inside you. How is that? Good eh?"
"Fuck, it feels wonderful. Put some more in,
a bit more, more, that's it. Fuck, it's almost all in there. I never would have
believed it possible. Fuck, that is so hard. I can feel you up here now,
hitting inside me. That feels so great. Not painful at all. I think I love
this" she laughed.
Opu concentrated on his moves, his cock slid
easily in and out, a piston to her tight cylinder. He kept up a steady rhythm,
concentrating on her pleasure. She had told him to be good and that was what he
determined he would be; the very best that he had ever been. His right hand
massaged her left breast. His left hand he held flat on her pubis, his thumb
rolling over her distended, exposed clitoris. Shila looked on intently,
absorbing every movement, every sensation, every stab of pleasure as she rode
her orgasm once again. She felt it begin between her legs, spread up through
her body, urging its way up and out to her nipples, her breasts reddened, her
breathing quickened, her heart raced, her body trembled and again she burst, as
if a volcano of liquid fire had erupted deep inside her, spewing its red-hot
lava through every vein in her body. She screamed and shook, her legs shot out
straight, pushing Opu outside as she clamped them shut, trapping the intense,
burning feeling inside her.
Opu laughed out loud at the intense reaction he
had observed. Not often in his experience had a woman had such an intense
orgasm, even those with plenty of practice. That this was Shila's first time
amazed him even more. He knew he was doing something right and felt determined
to continue until she had learned all he had to teach her. He sipped again at
his glass, waiting for Shila to react to his offer of more Whiskey. She was
still quivering slightly, trembling as her pleasure subsided. After a minute
she sat up and took the proffered glass.
"What's on the menu for the fourth
course?" asked Shila, laughing as she spoke.
"Your turn to do some work. My turn to relax.
Climb on and get some work done."
He rolled onto his back and held his cock
vertically upright for her. Shila understood what was required. She knelt up,
lifted her left leg over his hips and raised herself enough to position her
pussy directly over his erection. She held herself open as she slowly lowered
herself down the length of rigid flesh. She hesitated a moment at about
half-mast, but then gently slid on down all the way until her weight rested on
his hips. She lowered her knees to the bed, leaned forward and placed her hands
on his chest, covering his nipples. She smiled as she looked down at him. His
grin split his handsome face, ear to ear.
"When you're ready, just rock back and forth.
No need to ride up and down. Keep your clit in contact with my bone. Rub it
back and forth. You'll come in no time."
"I'm not sure I need another. I had three
already. What about you? Don't you want to come yet?"
"There is no limit to the number you can
have. I, however, even at the age of twenty-nine, can manage one and then I
need about half an hour or more to recover enough for a second. I am very happy
to wait until you are totally fucked before I come. This is your special
occasion, remember? Now, off you go, rub, don't ride."
Shila did as he instructed, keeping her weight
pressed down on his body. Her clitoris rubbed against his hairy pubic bone. Shila
felt another new sensation as she ground her now swollen clitoris against his
lean body. It didn't take long. She had not learned yet to prolong the fun. She
raced to her next crescendo, anxious to repeat the feeling of intense ecstasy
once again. She ground hard and fast, letting the orgasm hit her like an
express train, smashing into her with full force, blowing her to small pieces
of shattered flesh, scattering her around the warm room until she bounced off
the walls to reform into human shape sitting on top of the most wondrous cock
she could have imagined. She collapsed onto his chest, holding his shoulders.
"Am I allowed to kiss you. Will Evie mind, do
you think?" asked Shila.
"We don't have to tell her. Yes, please do.
Mmmmmnnnnnnnnice. More please"
Shila kissed, nibbled, licked at his lips, sucking
the lower lip inside, biting it gently and licking the firm flesh inside her
mouth. She dribbled, he sucked, they clamped lips and their tongues battled for
position, in and out, wrestling for supremacy.
"I can do that riding again. Don't move."
Shila sat up, leaning on his broad chest and
resumed, barely pausing long enough to regain her breath. She powered on to
number five, slamming her body down, hard and fast, riding him a little now,
plunging up and down with her strong legs raising her a few inches at a time.
She crooned and moaned as her fifth orgasm approached. Opu relaxed and let her
take control. She was fucking him now and in about one more minute, he would be
unable to resist the sensation of her tight, hot pussy engulfing his erection.
He decided to let it happen, he knew he was close to coming. They could always
resume later.
"Keep going, Shila. Make me come with you.
I'm close, just keep going a minute longer. I'll come with you."
Shila looked down at his face. The smile had gone,
replaced with a serious frown. He held her thighs as she bounced over him.
Sweat ran down between her breasts. Her face glistened. He raised his left hand
and squeezed her pendulous breast as it bounced under her with each thrust. He
pinched the nipple and heard her moan. He could feel his orgasm begin, deep in
the back of his spine somewhere, racing through him. He knew it could not be
stopped now, whatever happened.
"Slow, Shila, slow down, let me come then you
can finish. Slower, please, oh fuck, yes, slow, now just move a little, squeeze
him, squeeze again, yes, that's it, that's it, coming, cumming, cumming, oh
holy fucking hell."
He exploded inside her, blasting his juice into
the latex teat, filling it with his seed and his lust. Shila moved so very
slowly, milking his cock now with her muscles. She was close, she just needed a
few more seconds. She decided not to wait or ask permission. She simply set off
at a fast gallop and twenty seconds later exploded once again as her final
orgasm ripped through her shattered body. She cried out, shook and collapsed
onto his chest. She could barely register where she was or what day of the week
it might have been. They lay, entwined for several minutes. Opu's cock slowly
deflated. He rolled his hips under her to withdraw the now limp cock and the
used condom clear of her pussy. They relaxed and recovered slowly, for several
minutes. Opu thought she might have fallen asleep but when he quietly asked,
"More fizz?"
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