"...she was a woman and was turned into a cold fish for she would not exchange flesh with one that loved her.'
- Shakespeare, The Winter's Tale, Act IV-Scene IV
CHAPTER 1: FIRST LOVE
Ah, well, it was the seventies. In many ways a simpler time. My own simple life was just beginning. Away from my parents for the first time and wide eyed for the world. And the ladies.
I met Mae during my freshman year at college. At the freshman "mixer" actually. She was bright and serious. A cheerleader type with a great body and small round breasts. We got along famously and were immediately inseparable.
Mae and I dated for a very short time before we became engaged. And we became engaged before we had sex. Oh, we had the usual dry humps, fully clothed groping madly at each other, but Mae refused to go any further. A good Catholic girl, she felt intercourse was for having children. Eventually, I changed her mind in this regard but I never did get in her pants that first year of school.
I did, however, convince her to let me play with those little breasts and after great persuasion I got my tongue on her pussy. She was scared to death and shaking as I licked and sucked at her sweetly fragrant virgin box. But she gave a little whimper as she came on my tongue.
From my point of view, I considered turn about to be fair play and asked her to return the favor. She refused heartily, but did deign to touch my member when I undid my pants to relieve the pressure. She caressed the knob with her hand, exclaiming, "Oh my, it's so big."
"It's so big because your so beautiful," I said. Trying a little sweet talk.
She looked at me like I was crazy but increased the tempo of her hand.
"Does it always quiver like this?"
"You're making it quiver, darling."
Mae stroked my cock and studied it in a way that I hoped was adoringly.
"Kiss the head, Mae."
"No way," she said. "And if you ask again, I'll stop doing this."
"Okay, okay," I said. "But use two hands."
She tentatively placed her other hand below the first one. Mae had very tiny hands and even though both were jerking my dick, you could still see three or four inches of the meat at all times. It made me feel my penis was even bigger than it was. She slowly drew both hands up and down my cock.
"Faster, Mae," I pleaded.
She quickened her pace. It wasn't what I wanted--I wanted her mouth on my cockhead--but it was pretty good and I was soon coming. When the white stuff started flowing, Mae dropped my dick and I had to replace her hands with one of my own to pump myself dry. I reached for one of her breasts, but she had already covered them up and was sitting there watching me.
"That's disgusting," she said. Even though she never removed her eyes from my leaking penis.
So, what would become a pattern started that night. Our sex would always end in my orgasm. When that occurred, Mae was done for the night. The rest of the semester, our lovemaking was confined to this type of goings on.
When I went home for Christmas break that year, I saw Vera, and her husband, Marty, who were very good friends of my parents. Vera was by far the most attractive of my parents friends. She was also the woman who had taken my virginity the previous summer and I longed for a repeat performance. I will tell that story, since it's a big part of who I am, but for now I need to confine myself to this connection with Mae as it had a profound influence on how I treated her.
It was at a holiday party at Vera's house when she finally contrived to get us alone together. She was merciless in her flirting, openly questioning me about Mae. She seemed to be titillated by the idea that I had a girlfriend. We were in a small bedroom away from the party, supposedly wrapping last minute gifts. Vera kissed my lips briefly then she knelt before me, unzipped my fly and pulled my cock through the hole and into her warm mouth. Vera sucked the big head and stroked my length.
Then she took her mouth off and said, "Looks like your little girl friend has a nice big dick to play with. I sure wish we had time to fuck." She licked my cockhead.
"Does your girlfriend do this?"
I shook my head. Vera always made me speechless.
She smiled and took all of my prick into her mouth, holding the head of my cock at the back of her throat. When she came off, she licked her lips and grinned. "Okay, Danny we can't fuck but here's what I want you to do, big boy. I want you to fuck my mouth. Fuck my mouth till you come and soak my tongue. I'm your little cock sucking slut."
She dropped her hands to her sides and opened her mouth, letting her tongue stretch out to cover her lower teeth. I put the head of my dick on her tongue then dug my fingers into her hair. I savored the moment of standing over her like slave and master. I began to move her head back and forth on my member slowly. Soon, Vera raised her hands and slapped my ass, screaming what could only have been, "Fuck me!" around the meat of my cock. She began to pull me into her mouth with her hands on my ass.
I pulled her head on and off my dick and she pumped at my ass as I pulled out of her. Before long, I was coming in her mouth and yelling her name in the air. I kept fucking her mouth as I did and some semen spilled on her red holiday dress. Finally she slowed my moves and took my cock in hand to lick and kiss and blow it clean.
Vera looked up at me with desire and lust in her eyes.
"Someday soon, I'm going to get this big dick in my cunt, again. You wait and see." She moved upward a little and I noticed that one of her hands was under her dress. She smiled at me as she brought herself off.
Later, back at the party, Vera made a big show of wiping a drop of "whipped cream" off her red dress. Only I knew what the drop of liquid was that she lifted from the fabric and sucked off her finger. She gazed at me as she did it.
Back at school I was more intent than ever to improve my sex life with Mae. If intercourse was out of the question then I at least had to get her to blow me like Vera. It was a long, hard battle but, just before we separated for the summer, I had success. Once, when she masturbated me, Mae brushed the head of my cock with her lovely lips so I knew she was curious. On our last night together, I got my roommate to leave so we could have some privacy. We had never been completely naked together and I thought that would be a good start in the direction that I wanted the evening to go.
Mae was her usual hesitant self at first.
"I've never seen your body, Mae," I said. "Let's give each other this gift before the summer."
We were going to see each other over the summer but, as our parents homes were several hours away from each other, not very often. She was nervous about spending so much time apart and I pushed this.
"I just want to have a complete picture of you when I think of you this summer."
"While you masturbate, you mean," she retorted.
While I figured that was true, I protested. "Mae, I just want to be with you naked. Is that so odd for two people who are engaged?"
She looked at me, dubiously.
