I was a late bloomer. When all my friends were busy going on dates with boys and having sex in the backseats of their cars I was more interested in my books and stories. By the time I turned 18 I still hadn’t had a steady boyfriend and I wasn’t bothered about being a virgin. That was all about to change.
It was the week after graduation. I had a long summer of doing nothing ahead of me before I started the creative writing course at college. My dream was to become a freelance writer. I spent every day writing stories in the garden, wearing only my bikinis so that I could get a tan. One day a moving truck pulled up and the neighbours moved out. We hadn’t even known their house was on the market, but that was the kind of people they were.
Later on in the day another moving truck arrived and furniture started being offloaded. Late in the afternoon I could hear my mother’s voice, chatting with a man and a woman. I assumed it was the new neighbours.
“Helen!” I heard my mother call out. “Come on over and meet our new neighbours.”
I ran over there and saw a young couple. She was petite, with dark hair and dark eyes and milky white skin. He was tall and blonde, a few inches over 6 feet, with green eyes that slowly took in the sight of me in my skimpy bikini, with a big smile on his face.
They introduced themselves as Eric and Charlotte Conner. Charlotte, it turned out, had been to school with my sister Rose, which made her 26 years old. Eric was a bit older and he was an engineer. They’d recently married and had bought the house so that they could start a family.
That evening I lay in bed and thought of Eric. I started feeling things I’d never felt before. My nipples were fully erect and there was a pleasant tingle in my pussy. When I reached down to investigate I realised that I was all wet and slippery. I slid my finger inside and moaned at how good it felt. I wondered if that was how it felt when a man put his cock inside you. All of a sudden I wanted to know. All of a sudden I felt that I couldn’t wait to find out. For the first time in my life I was feeling sexual lust and I couldn’t wait to have sex. Problem was, the man that made me feel this way was already married. How could I find someone else that made me feel like that?
For the next two weeks I went to the community pool every day. I paraded around in skimpy bikinis, knowing full well that they showed off my D-cup tits and round ass at their best, leaving little to the imagination. I was showered with offers for dates, but none of them gave me that tingle in my pussy that Eric next door did.
I went to a seedy bookshop in the “wrong” part of town and bought a couple of erotic novels. I chose ones that were about husbands having affairs with younger women. As I read them in bed late at night I let my fingers play with my tits and my pussy and I brought myself to my very first orgasm. It was a wonderful discovery, but nothing like what the books described. I knew I needed a cock for that and the only cock I wanted sat between Eric Conner’s legs.
The women in the books I was reading didn’t feel any shame about fucking a married man, so I decided that I shouldn’t feel it either. Besides, Rose had told me that Charlotte had been a real cow in high school so she had it coming. I’d noticed that Eric seemed to be working shifts because he was often at home during the day, several days in a row. When I noticed that he was in I’d put on my smallest bikini and place the sunbed in plain view of his patio. I knew that he was watching me and I ran my fingers along my curves, adjusted my bikini bra and took plenty of time every time I turned around.
After a few days of this teasing I decided that I had to do something else. The next time he was home during the day I brought out some old rackets and a foam ball. I was wearing my tiny, white bikini that got almost completely transparent when it got wet. When Eric came out on the patio I waved at him.
“Excuse me, Mr Conner,” I called out and ran over, pleased to see his eyes firmly lodged on my bouncing tits.
“Please Helen,” he smiled. “Call me Eric. Mr Conner is my dad.”
“OK, Eric. I’m tired of just lying still in the sun. I need to get up and do something, but there’s nobody at home. My parents have gone to stay with my brother and his wife for the birth of their baby and my friends are all working or away. I found these rackets and a ball. Fancy a game?”
“Sure, why not? I’ll get fat if I spend all day just sitting down.”
We started playing, using the short fence between our gardens as our net. Normally, I was neither sporty or competitive, and had I played with anyone else I would’ve let a lot of balls go. But I wanted to show off my body so I jumped for the high balls and dove for some that were obviously out of my reach. We both built up a sweat. After a while Eric stopped the game.
“I need a drink, can I get you a coke?”
“Yeah, thanks,” I smiled at him.
As he walked into his house I got the hose out. When he walked back out I turned on the water and showered myself with it. I felt my nipples going erect and I knew exactly what he could see. My pink nipples were now showing through the transparent material and my thin line of pussy hair above my slit was showing that I was a natural redhead. I smiled at Eric, pretending not to realise what the water had done to my bikini.
“Ah, that was wonderful. Do you want some water?”
“Erm, no thanks, a cool drink is enough for me,” he was struggling to keep his eyes off my tits.
We had our drinks in silence and then we played some more. We were both getting tired when I made a last dive for a ball and my bikini top came undone (which had nothing to do with the fact that I’d secretly been loosening the knots at my back). I stood there, as though I was shocked and didn’t know what to do, giving Eric a long look at my firm tits. I knew that he couldn’t be seeing many big tits like mine since his wife was basically flat chested.
“Err… Helen,” he said and I quickly covered my chest with my hands and pretended to be embarrassed. He walked up to me and handed me the skimpy outfit.
“Can you help me?” I squealed.
He tied it around my neck and looked away (right into the window of the French doors) when I covered my tits again and then he helped me tie it at the back. I turned around and faced him, noticing for the first time that he had a bulge in his shorts.
“You’re a beautiful girl, Helen,” he said to me.
“Thank you,” I replied. “But I’m not a girl, I’m a woman. I’m 18.”
“I can see that you’re a woman, very much a woman.”
“I can see that you’re a man,” I said quietly and looked down at the tent that was now forming in his shorts.
“I’m sorry,” he sounded embarrassed. “I can’t help the reaction I’m having. It’s because you’re so beautiful and sexy. I really should go back to my place now and leave you alone.”
“But why?” I reached out and grabbed his wrist. “It’s the middle of the day. We’re both home alone. Why don’t we go inside and cool off a little?”
I pulled him with me and walked into my house. I knew that this was my one and only chance so I couldn’t be shy. I walked straight up the stairs to my bedroom with the big double bed. I picked up a towel that was on the bed and started wiping myself.
“I’m so sweaty from that game,” I said as I ran the towel between my tits. Eric’s erection was huge by now. I’d read enough to know that I could have him now, if only I didn’t chicken out. I slowly slid my bikini bottoms down my legs and then I took the bra off again. I wiped my entire body and then I walked up to him, towel in hand, and started wiping the sweat off his body. When I reached his waist I hooked my thumbs inside the waistline of his shorts and pulled them down his muscular legs. His cock bounced out, almost hitting me in the face. It was huge. I couldn’t wait to taste it.
When I was done wiping him I threw the towel on the floor and moved closer to him. My nipples hit his chest and I stood on my toes to reach to kiss him. His cock was hot and hard against my stomach. It didn’t take long for him to respond. He slid his tongue between my lips, wrapped his arms around me and kissed me with hunger. After an eternity he finally let me go.
“Oh, Helen,” he sighed with pain in his voice. “I really want to fuck you now.”
“I want to fuck you too,” I smiled and sat on my bed, legs parted, inviting him to take my pussy.”
“But I don’t have time. I’m supposed to meet Charlotte for lunch. I have to leave in 10 minutes.”
My heart dropped. That was NOT in my plans. I had to do some damage control. I got up from the bed and kneeled in front of him, taking his cock in my mouth.
“Oh yes, baby,” he moaned as I sucked him all the way into my mouth.
I didn’t know what to do, but I’d read enough about blow jobs to start bobbing my head forwards and backwards, sliding his cock across my lips and teasing it with my tongue. I must be doing something right because his moans got louder and louder. Soon his hands had my head in a strong grip and he fucked my mouth, forcing himself into my throat. I thought I was going to gag and my throat reflexes got Eric even more excited. Then he made a final push and he groaned out loud as he came in my mouth. He slowly pulled out while cumming and the last of his spunk landed on my tits.
He pulled me up and kissed me deeply, sharing the cum that was in my mouth.
“Oh baby,” he sighed. “That was wonderful. Charlotte hardly ever sucks me and she won’t let me cum in her mouth.”
I hadn’t even realised that him not cumming in my mouth was an option. Not that it mattered. I’d loved the feeling.
“I’m sorry, but I have to go now,” he reached for his shorts and put them on.
“Are you working tonight?” I asked.
“Yeah, four till midnight.”
“When does Charlotte go to work in the morning?”
“She leaves around half past seven.”
“Then I’m expecting you to be knocking on my door at 7.31 tomorrow morning for you to reciprocate.”
He looked ready to protest until he saw me cupping one tit and licking my nipple. He grinned at me.
“Has anyone ever told you you’re a little slut? I’ll be right here tomorrow morning. Make sure you have plenty of condoms because I’m going to show you what happens to little slut girls who try to play with the big boys.”
He leaned forward and gave my nipple a playful bite and then he was gone. I spent an hour in bed masturbating and fantasising about the next day. Then I took the money my parents had left for emergencies and went shopping. I found a shop with blacked out windows and went inside. It was a slut’s paradise. I wished I had a credit card because there was so much to choose from. I finally settled on a crotchless teddy that served my tits on a tray and a transparent pink babydoll with matching g-strings. On my way to the checkout I saw the vibrators. I’d love one of those. I found a gel vibrator with a bunny attachment and I also picked up a large packet of condoms and a big tube of lube.
The sleazeball behind the counter told me that I could have a discount if I let him play with my tits for five minutes. Sex starved as I was, and short of cash, I pulled my t-shirt and bra off and soon his face was buried between my tits and he started sucking and tweaking my nipples. It was the first time I’d ever experienced anything like that and I felt wet between my legs. A guy walked into the shop while this was happening and he told me he’d buy me anything in the shop I wanted if he could have five minutes too.
Half an hour later I’d had five guys fondling my tits and I came out of there with not only my own heavily discounted purchases, but also a black lace bra and French knickers set, a red teddy and a black fishnet body stocking with an open crotch and bust. As a reward for trying all those outfits on in front of my adoring audience I also got an ass vibrator that Dom (the shop owner) demonstrated on me and immediately had me hooked on and some stick-on nipple jewellery. I left the shop happy and horny and I was sure the guys in there hadn’t known I was a virgin. I was getting bolder by the minute and I knew for certain that I’d been born to be a slut.
I spent the evening watching the Conner house. Charlotte did her little things and finally went to bed shortly after 10. I dressed in my body stocking and sat and teased myself with my vibrator when I heard Eric returning. He must’ve seen me in the window as he smiled and waved at me. I went to bed and set the alarm at 7.
The following morning I woke up wet and horny. I checked out my new outfits and decided on the pink babydoll. I placed the box of condoms and the lube on my nightstand and waited. 7.30 went by and Charlotte didn’t leave. 7.40 and still no sign of Charlotte. At 7.50 the phone rang.
“It’s me,” Eric whispered. “Charlotte’s sick so I can’t come over.”
“What?” I cried out. “We were going to fuck!”
“I know, babe, but she keeps throwing up. Let me see what I can do.”
I was incredibly annoyed. I was horny as hell, and dying to get rid of my virginity, and his fucking wife kept throwing a spanner in the works. I hoped she choked on her own vomit. Two hours later the phone rang again.
“Charlotte needs me to go out and buy some things for her. Can you meet me in the car park behind the high school in half an hour? I’m so horny for you and it’s killing me to know that your sexy body is so near me and I can’t touch it.”
At least he sounded as desperate to fuck me as I was to fuck him. After all my planning, was I going to lose my virginity in the back of a car after all? I told him I’d meet him in the car park. I pulled on a t-shirt and shorts, not bothering with underwear, and I was parked under a tree, in a corner of the car park, when Eric pulled up next to me. He exited his car and slid into the backseat of mine with me. He pulled me into his arms and started kissing me.
“Oh babe,” he panted. “I’ve been waiting for this since you sucked my cock yesterday.”
“Me too,” I replied. “It tasted so good, I can’t wait to feel it in my pussy.”
He chuckled. “Well, I’m a bit old for backseat fucking, but I will try my best to satisfy you a little until we’re able to fuck on your beautiful double bed.”
After a lot of manoeuvring I was on my back with my legs wrapped around Eric’s neck and his tongue parted my pussy lips. I cried with delight as his tongue tickled my engorged clit. He started lapping up my juices like a thirsty dog and I massaged my tits while moaning with pleasure.
“You’re so fucking wet, baby. You taste delicious.”
He started tongue fucking me and I moaned as he ran his rough tongue around my tight pussy. Then he started licking my clit and finger fucking me, just like I’d done myself, but it felt much better with his finger. I wanted it to last forever but my body gave in far too quickly and I cried out as my pussy showered Eric’s face. We soon kissed again and I tasted my pussy on his lips.
“Babe,” he said against my lips. “I didn’t realise that you were a virgin. You’re so tight and delicious. I wish I could go home with you and fuck you right now.”
“I’m not stopping you.”
“I know, it’s me. But we’re not going to wait much longer. I’ll tell Charlotte I need to work overtime tonight. But instead I’ll leave early because Charlotte’s sick. I’ll park down the road and walk to your house. Leave the backdoor unlocked and I’ll come in that way.”
We agreed on that and he kissed me quickly and left the car. As he drove off, I looked for my shorts, but they were nowhere. He’d taken them with him. I drove home, wearing only my t-shirt and as I pulled up on our drive I could see Eric in his kitchen window, grinning as I made sure nobody else could see me. I got out of the car, and when I got to the back door, which was only overlooked by Eric’s house. I stripped off my t-shirt, shook my tits and went inside.
The lights in Eric’s house went off early that night and once again I dressed in my pink babydoll. I unlocked the door at 10 and went to my bedroom and started reading one of my erotic novels. It wasn’t long before I heard someone opening the door and closing it, then locking it. I heard the steps on the stairs and then Eric was in my doorway.
“Close your curtains, babe,” he told me and as I did, he stripped. His cock was even bigger than I remembered it. He took me in his arms and squeezed me tight while kissing me. “You look sexy as hell in that outfit, babe. Too bad I’m not going to let your wear it for long. Was that a body stocking I saw you in last night?”
I showed him my purchases and he looked very pleased, telling me that he was looking forward to seeing me in each outfit.
“Now it’s time to stop playing,” he said and looked at me. “Suck my cock, slut!”
I got on my knees and started sucking him. I felt a bit braver this time and started playing with his balls as well. He seemed to like it. He pulled out before cumming though.
“Strip and get on your back on the bed,” he commanded me. “I’m going to fuck you now.”
I did as I was told and he walked up to me, cock in hand and with a smile on his face. He sat on the side of the bed and started playing with my pussy with his hand. He slid his index finger inside and teased my clit. I thought I was going to die.
“Your cunt is so tight and wet. I hardly remember what it’s like to fuck such a tight cunt. When was your last period?”
“Three weeks ago.”
“Are you regular?”
“Yes.”
“You’re regular and I’m clean. We’re not going to let a fucking condom ruin your first time.”
With those words he mounted the bed, positioning himself between my thighs. He leaned forward and sucked my tits. He bit my nipples and kneaded my firm mounds. It felt a million times better to be felt up by Eric than by those guys in the shop the previous day. Then he placed his lips on mine and kissed me deeply. His cock was resting against my wet slit now.
“Fuck me, Eric,” I begged him.
“What did you say?”
“I said: fuck me!”
“Hmmmm… I love to hear a slut beg for my cock, especially one as tight as you.”
He placed his moistened cock head against my opening and, with a hard thrust, he penetrated me and drove his shaft deep inside my cunt. I cried with joy as he filled my hole. It didn’t hurt at all, it just felt so good as he started pumping in and out of my cunt, each time grinding against my clit.
It felt so good to have Eric’s body on top of mine, fucking me fast and furiously. I didn’t want it to end, but soon my body betrayed me and I came, my cunt gripping his cock tight. I was disappointed that he hadn’t cum, but I soon realised that it was just the beginning. He pulled out of me and made me get up on my hands and knees. He moaned out loud as he entered me from behind and I knew that he much preferred this position.
He fucked me with long, deliberate strokes and soon he held me up by my tits, kissing my neck as the night was full of the wet squishy sounds of his cock slamming in and out of my cunt.
“Touch yourself, babe,” he whispered in my ear. “Tease your clit while I fuck you from behind.”
I did as he told me and found my throbbing nub with my fingers. I licked my fingers and started massaging my clit. My moans got ever more intense as the pleasure took over my body. Soon I experienced my second orgasm. Eric still hadn’t cum, but that didn’t seem to faze him. He got on his back and ordered me to straddle him. He guided his cock inside me and then used his hands to show me how to ride him. It didn’t take me long to pick up the rhythm and his eyes were firmly lodged at my pussy, watching himself sliding inside me, again and again. He reached up and started massaging my tits, pulling them and tweaking them and then he licked his finger and started touching my clit.
“Ooooooooooooh,” I moaned. “I’m going to cum again if you keep that up.”
“That’s the plan, babe,” he smiled. “I’m ready to cum and I want us to cum together.”
I rode him faster and faster, crying every time his cock was buried deep inside me. We both panted hard and concentrated on giving each other pleasure. When I knew I was about to cum I looked at him and he nodded. I gave in and my cunt convulsed with pleasure around his thick shaft. He groaned as he finally released his load straight up my hungry cunt.
Our orgasms seemed to last forever, and when it was over he lifted me off his cock and told me to squeeze my cunt shut while me moved down. Once his face was under my pussy I released and he ate his cum out of my satisfied hole.
I could hardly believe it, but soon he had me on fire again. His tongue worked my clit and cunt like an expert. Just as I was on a horny peak he let go and got out of my bed. I got annoyed, because for a second I thought he was going to leave me like that. But I needn’t worry. He picked up my brand new ass vibrator and came back to bed. He dipped the vibrator in my well fucked cunt a couple of times and then he parted my butt cheeks and slowly entered my ass with the vibrator. Once it was buried deep in my ass he turned it on and lay down behind me, cupping my tits.
I was amazed by the wonderful feeling in my ass when all of a sudden I felt him entering my cunt with his hard shaft again. He started fucking me slowly, spooning me, and we both moaned with pleasure as he turned up the speed on the ass vibrator. With each thrust he shoved the vibrator deeper inside my ass. I was suffering from pleasure overload. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had two loud orgasms by the time Eric finally shot his second load of the night inside my battered cunt.
It was 1 a.m. when he finally pulled his cock and the vibrator out of me and left me to sleep. I heard the door close and shortly afterwards his car pulled into next door’s driveway. I fell asleep and slept like a log until the next morning. I woke up with a strange feeling. There was someone in my room. I opened my eyes and saw Eric nibbling at my tits and his hand was busy playing with my pussy.
“Wake up, sleepyhead,” he smiled at me. “Charlotte’s gone to work and it’s time for you and me to shower.”
That was the longest shower of my life. Eric fucked me against the tiles and I came over and over. We spent the rest of the day in the house, fucking each other’s brains out. He loved to fuck me when I wore my sexy lingerie and we spent a long while with him showing me how to please myself with the vibrator.
By the time my parents returned Eric was back working the day shift and my vibrator got plenty more exercise. It drove me nuts not to see him I was an adult and I didn’t want to sneak around with my lover. I knew that Eric was the one for me. As soon as he was back on the evening shift we started fucking again, with me sneaking into his house. I brought up the subject of him leaving Charlotte, but he was evasive. I knew that he didn’t want to hurt her, but I had to come first.
One day I heard Eric and Charlotte arguing. She was accusing him of having a mistress because they never fucked anymore. I figured it was my cue. The next day I left a message for Charlotte at work, telling her she needed to come home immediately. I left it anonymously of course. Then I went into her house and started sucking her husband’s cock. I’d already cum twice and Eric was pumping me hard and fast from behind when she walked in on us. She was furious, but we simply couldn’t stop what we were doing and we both came there in front of her.
She moved back to her parents that night and I moved in with Eric. We married as soon as his divorce came through, and contrary to everybody’s predictions he’s never cheated on me. Why would he? He’s got a slut at home so there’s no need for him to find one elsewhere. It’s now 15 years later and I’m a freelance writer and Eric and I have two beautiful children. We also have a great sex life. In fact, I better stop typing now because my husband’s cock needs sucking.
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