Boys And Men Ive Known

Boys And Men I've Known

My name is Marie. People say I'm pretty; I'm thin, standing five-foot-eight-inches tall, with my long brunette hair falling about four inches below my wide-for-a-girl shoulders. During puberty, I developed earlier than my friends, I was way taller and felt bigger than the boys and my girl friends. Thats probably why I have always been attracted to tall, powerful-looking men, they make me feel small in their arms. I also sprouted nice big C-cup boobs, with pink areolas, and large pink nipples. My tits sit high and pert on my chest--I only wear a bra for modesty, to keep my tits from jiggling and my nips from poking out. My hips and ass didn't fill out like some girls, so I was always thin, and felt like a tomboy.

My husband Brad is a wonderful husband; he is tall, blond, and good looking, he is a very attractive man, and is a year older than me. I had graduated from our local college and was working as a bank teller when I met Brad, he had come to my teller window. We flirted a bit, as I took care of his banking. He came in a few weeks later, we flirted a little more, and he asked me out on a date. On our first date, I learned Brad had grown up and graduated from a university in a different state, and had moved to my hometown only six months before, where he worked for an architectural firm.

On our fifth date, we wound up at Brad's place. We had done some heavy petting before, but then I had decided it was time--I needed a good fucking. We undressed each other, and as I removed his boxers, I found his cock, which was not very big, but it was rock hard, and spewing pre-cum. We were both horny as fuck, so we didn't do any oral. When he slid his cock into me, and we started fucking. He only lasted a few minutes before he drove his cock deep inside of me, and ejaculated his cum, as he very loudly cried out, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming, ugh, ugh, ugh uuuugh."

As he lay on top of me, catching his breath, he apologized for being so quick. He said it had been a long time since he had had sex, and he couldn't believe how beautiful my body was, and how sexy I was.

I would usially reach my climax very easily, and I often had multiplle orgasms,--I had almost gotten off, but it was over so fast, I hadn't gotten mine. I was still wound up; making a man cum, makes me so horny. I could feel that his cock was still hard inside of me, so I started thrusting my pussy up against his cock.

He groaned out because his cock was so sensitive, but in just a few seconds, he was again fucking me hard.

In less than a minute, I reached climax. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, ooooh fuuuuck."

Brad kept pounding his cock into me; this time, he lasted a lot longer and after six or seven minutes we reached our orgasms together, which always makes for a very satisfying finish. Brad lay on top of me, and we caught our breath. As our breathing returned to normal, Brad's cock slipped out of me, and he tried to roll off of me; but I held him on top of me--I love to feel a man's weight on me after I climax. He lay on me and we kissed and loved each other for a while, before we rolled to our sides. Our first fuck had been nice, but Brad couldn't stop telling me how good it felt, and how wonderful I was in bed. Wow, I had some things to show this guy.

We dated for almost a year, before we got married. Brad had never gotten a blowjob before, and he had never eaten pussy--he sure took to oral. I had fallen in love with this wonderful, gentle loving man. I think Brad had fallen in love with what he thought was the best sex, he had ever had in his life. I learned that Brad had only been with two other girls in his life, the first, a one-night stand; the other a reserved; almost cold girlfriend, that he had been with for two years, before they broke up, and he moved here.

One Saturday about a month after we were married, we had gone shopping for groceries. A man, who I had known before I had met Brad, came up to me and looked me up and down, and asked me if I had been getting any strange lately.

I didn't answer; but I know I turned red. I turned to Brad, I said, "Jim, this is my husband Brad, Brad this is Jim."

As they shook hands, I could see the smug look on that asshole's face, as he sized up my husband. I took Brad's hand and continued on down the aisle, finishing our shopping before heading home. When we got home, Brad acted differently than I had ever seen before, like he was in deep thought.

After we ate dinner, and I was doing dishes, Brad came up behind me, reached around me, and fondled my tits. I could feel his already hard cock pressing against my butt.

He nussled my neck. "I'm fucking horny, why don't you leave those dishes for tomorrow, and let's go fuck."

I wiped my hands off, and Brad led me to our room, undressing me and kicking off his shoes on the way. I hadn't seen him this anxious, since he had realized we were going to fuck the very first time. We got to the edge of our bed. We hurriedly got our clothes off, getting naked.

Brad didn't waste any time, he moved between my legs, and without any guidance! his cock found my pussy. He drove his cock balls-deep into my cunt. His thrusting, was so driven. I felt his cock get harder and bigger--I knew he was there, he stopped fucking me, he raised himself up on his arms, andlooked me in the eyes.

"Did he fuck you."

"Yes."

Brad drove his cock into me, and cried out "Oh fuuuck, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh!!!"

Brad held his cock deep inside of me, until his cock was through ejaculating his sperm in me, then he collapsed on top of me. He was breathing so hard, it almost alarmed me. We had been fucking for over a year, but this had been the most intense orgasm I had ever seen Brad have; in fact, more intense than I had ever witnessed any man ever experience!!

When he got his breath back, he moved down my body, and then dove his face into my wet, leaking pussy--he wasn't tender, it seemed he was trying to lick and eat every last drop of his cum out of me, but it didn't last long as I exploded into my own very intense climax. I had to squeeze his head between my thighs, to stop him from eating my pussy, and licking my very sensitive clitoris.

Brad slid his body up mine, put his arms around me, laid his head on my breast and sighed "Wow!!"

Brad immediately, fell asleep, I lay there thinking about what had just happened with my husband, and wondering what it would mean to our marriage.

When we woke up in the morning, we both went to the bathroom, and then got back into bed. I laid my head on Brad's chest, reaching down, I idly played with his limp dick.

I decided that I would start the conversation, "That was quite the orgasm you had last night, any reason it was so good."

"I guess it started, when we were shopping yesterday; somehow, I realized as soon as that man, Jim, walked up to you-- that he had fucked you. I don't understand it, but when you introduced us, and we shook hands--I was so humiliated, and somehow... so aroused. that I was shaking the hand of a man who had fucked my wife. Then all afternoon, and evening, I kept thinking about his cock buried inside of you and filling you with his cum--I was so turne on, I just had to fuck you."

As soon as Brad had started, talking, his cock had gotten very hard, and pre-cum had started to flow from his slit. I rubbed his pre-cum all around his cock and started stroking it up and down.

"After you fucked me, why did you immediately go down on me, and lick and suck your cum out of me, it was like you were obsessed."

Brad's mind must have been racing, I could feel his cock getting bigger and harder, and his hips were starting to thrust--he was getting close.

"The only way I can explain it, is that while I was fucking you, I couldn't stop picturing that it was Jim fucking you. I got even more wound up, and and as I was cumming, I pictured it was Jim cumming inside you. Then when I was finished, I imagined you were full of his cum, and I had to get his sperm out of you."

"I liked it, when you were eating your cum out of me."

"Marie?"

"Yes."

"I knew you weren't a virgin, when we met, but how many men have you fucked?"

There was no point in lying. So, I blurted out! "Counting you, thirty-five."

Brad cried out, "Oh Fuck!" As his hips lifted off of the bed, and his cum exploded out of his cock, spurting into the air, the first rope landing across my cheek, and lips, the next three on his stomach, and the last barely dribbling out and down my fist. As I let him regain his breath, I let go of his cock, and as it deflated, I licked his cum off of my hand; then with one finger wiped the cum off my cheek and into my mouth; then I licked the cum off of his stomach. (By the way, I love the taste of cum.)

I finally got to his cock, which I gently cleaned, before taking him into my mouth, and sucking him, hard again. When he was fully hard, I got on my hands and knees, then threw my leg over him and guided his cock into my horny pussy. As I slowly moved my body up and down on Brad's cock, I decided I needed some answers to some worrisome questions I had.

"Are you going to divorce me?"

"No, Marie."

"Are you mad at me?

"No."

"What do you want?"

"I want you to tell me every detail, of every fucking you've ever gotten--not now, but when I ask. But for now, just fuck me"

With that, I reached my first climax that morning, and five minutes later my second, which was a mutual climax with my loving husband.

After that weekend, nothing changed between us except we were both super horny, we made love every night, for the next three weeks, and these always turned into a wild fuck session. I had decided I was going to tell Brad about every man, I had ever fucked, in chronological order.

About a month later, on a Friday night after dinner, we were sitting on the couch. Brad kissed me, and said,"You know, I never had a chance to have a virgin. When we go to bed, will you tell me about your first time?"

A little while later, we were both naked, and climbing into bed. We lay down and started kissing, Brad was already as hard as a rock, he was so aroused in anticipation. I got on top of him, put his rigid cock inside of me, and just held still. I was nervous and kind of embarrassed, but I knew my husband wanted this. I looked down into his eyes and started telling him about my first time.

My parents had not started me in school until I was six, which meant I had turned eighteen during my junior year in high school. It seemed my eighteenth birthday was the breaking of the dam for my sexual awakening. I had made out with six or seven boys, and most of them had played with my tits, some over my clothes, some under my shirt, several had even got my shirt and bra off. I liked them kissing me, and touching me, but none of them had really gotten me excited.

I had listened to girlfriends and read some erotic stories, so I kind-of knew what sex was about, and what men wanted. I knew I was really anxious to fuck. I had wondered what a boy's cock might feel like in my hands and then, inside my body.

Nora, who was still my friend, was a senior, and had experienced fucking, and kept telling me how wonderful it was. One Friday night, as summer began, she and I went to a party down at the river. We parked and walked up the river, to the party. It was kind of lame, so we walked back down the river. There was nobody there, it was dark out, but was still kind of warm, so we decided to go swimming. We took off our clothes, leaving them in the car, and wore just our bras and panties down to the the river's edge, where we got naked, and waded in.

As we were swimming, another car pulled up beside mine, and in the moonlight, we could see two boys get out, and lay out their sleeping bags on a grassy spot, halfway between their car and us; then, they started building a campfire. We were quiet, but we could tell they had seen us in the water. We had been getting colder, so finally, we got out of the water, with our arms crossed over our naked tits, and turned our backs to them as we put on our bras and panties. We were giggling and decided to tease them, so we walked up to them, and asked if we could get warm by their fire.

I had seen one of the boys before, and I thought he was cute, his name was Norm, and he had graduated the year before. Their fire was new and still small and was not putting out much heat. Pretty soon, Nora and I were both shivering. Norm told us to get in their sleeping bags to get warm. Nora and I each climbed into a sleeping bag. The two boys were whispering to each other, and then they walked over and stripped down to their underwear, saying that laying next to them would warm us up. Luckily, I had picked Norm's bag. He climbed in beside me, his warm body next to mine, felt really nice.

We talked for a few minutes, then he kissed me, and I kissed him back. It didn't take long before he had my bra off and was playing with my tits. Then he did something no boy had ever done before--he lowered his head and started sucking on my nipples. Before that moment, I had no idea that I had nerves that ran directly from my nipples to my clitoris--my clit started tingling, and I heard myself moan, and I felt my pussy get wet.

Unlike the clumsy boys I had been with before, Norm knew what

he was doing. As he continued to suck on my nipples, he gently began pulling off my panties. I lifted my hips to help him. He took my panties down my legs and off of me. He then slipped his finger into me, and then sliding his wet finger up my lips to my clit, and swiftly flicked my clitoris. I felt his hard cock pushing against my leg.

I was experiencing feelings throughout my whole body that I had never felt before. My body tensed, and then my nerves all released at once, I was having my first-ever climax of my life. It was incredible.

As I was coming down from my sexual release, Norm kissed me; I kissed him back with more passion than I had ever kissed before. I wanted to touch Norm's cock, I reached down, and touched it through his underpants. Norm then pulled his own shorts off. Then for the first time in my life, I touched a man's cock, and Norm moaned. The skin of his cock was so soft and smooth, over what felt like an iron rod.

Looking back, I think it was in that moment that my love affair with cocks began.

His cock also felt bigger than what I was expecting. ( Later, after being with other guys, I realized Norm did have a good-sized cock.) I guess instinct was guiding my hand, as I started stoking it up and down.

Norm did more than moan, he cried out "Oh fuck." Norm moved between my legs, as I spread them for him.

I put my hands on his chest stopping him; we looked each other in the eyes, and I said."I'm a virgin."

Norm kissed me. He had fucked a virgin before, he had learned, how to break a girl in. He held his cock in his hand, he put it against my pussy, and moved it up and down my lips, spreading my juices around on me and onto his cock. And then with a hard push, thrust his cock through my barrier, and my pelvic opening, and then stopped, letting my pussy get used to this first invasion.

I felt some quick pain, which was immediately replaced, by pure ecstasy. Instinct took over, as my hips began thrusting my pussy onto his wonderful cock. I couldn't believe the incredible pleasure, that this coupling of cock and pussy, was giving me. Then, the nerves throughout my whole body shuddered, and let loose into an amazingly intense climax, I was throwing my head from side to side. I literally screamed out, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oooh my gaaawd!!!"

As my climax was fading, Norm kept fucking me, and my pleasure continued. God, I had discovered something no one else must know about, or everyone would be doing it all the time. After my climax subsided, Norm made love to me, settling into a slower rhythm, using long, deep thrusts. I could feel his balls lightly bumping into my ass with each thrust. I held him closely as we kissed and loved each other. I needed him even closer, so I wrapped my legs around his back and locked my ankles, pulling him in.

As we fucked, I thought I heard a girl yelling, and then I realized it was Nora yelling out, as she reached her climax.

I was really enjoying this. All of the nerves in my body were tightening. I could feel that the muscles in Norm's back seemed to be tensing a little more with each thrust of his hips, and each thrust seemed to be more driven. Norm lifted his body off of mine and held himself up on his arms. His thrusts sped up, then he was pounding his cock into me. I was just as driven, I couldn't control my hips, which were thrusting up just as wildly to meet every thrust of his. Then I climaxed again, "Oh my God, oh God, ohhh my gaaaawd!!"

I could feel Norm drive his cock so deep into me, and hold it there, as he roared and then grunted out, "Aaaagh, ugh, ugh, uuugh!!"

I felt a warm wash of wetness flooding deep inside of me. Then Norm gave three more hard thrusts into me, before his body settled onto mine. We were both breathing hard, my pussy was contracting around his throbbing cock, emptying it of all his remaining cum. When Norm had put his cock in me and all during our fucking, I had felt a wonderful feeling of fullness, I could feel that fullness going away, as his cock was shrinking to its flaccid state; I didn't want that feeling to go away, but too soon, his cock slipped out of me, and Norm rolled off. I felt some of his cum leaking out of me, and down my ass.

I had become a women, and I was going to enjoy this newfound pleasure--this pleasure they called fucking.

All during me telling my husband about my first fucking, the hardness of his cock had increased, and the force of his thrusts became more driven--I knew he wanted to cum, at the same time as Norm did in my story. I had helped Brad not cum too soon; by leaving the weight of my body on his, so he couldn't thrust like his drive to cum was needing. As my story was getting to Norm's climax, I lifted my weight onto my knees, to allow Brad's full thrusting. My timing was good ss they both unloaded in me at the same time--Norm in my mind, and my husband in my cunt.

When Brad's orgasm was complete, and his breathing was somewhat normal, I moved my body up his, grabbed onto the headboard, and lowered my dripping pussy onto his mouth. Brad started eating me like he was starving. I was so horny, from relating my story about Norm fucking me, that in just seconds after Brad started eating me, I was having a very intense orgasm.

As my climax was subsiding, my clit was so sensitive, I yelled at Brad, "No clit; Please, no clit."

Brad kept eating me out, and in the next ten minutes, I had two more orgasms. Finally, Brad must have figured he had cleaned out all of his (Norm's) cum out of my pussy, and he gently pushed on my thighs; and I climbed off of him and lay down beside him.

We kissed and loved each other before Brad asked, "Did you and Norm only fuck that one time?"

"No, I knew that I wanted a lot more of that fucking that I had gotten, so on Monday I went to the clinic and had an IUD put in. (The doctor told me they were only 98 percent effective, but I didn't want to go on the pill.) Norm and I got together and fucked every chance we got for the next six weeks. Always at the river in the dark, always in his sleeping bag.I think I was falling in love with him, but then he and his family moved away, and I've never seen him again."

Our life went back to normal, except with lots of sex. About a month later, again on a Friday evening, Brad asked me to tell him about my second guy. When we went to bed, Brad's cock was again rock hard and raring to go, in anticipation of hearing about my next fucking. I guess we had developed a routine. I climbed on top of him and took his cock inside of me and then started my tale.