A Day Of Firsts 1

Mel and I had taken a holiday to Norfolk. It was not a place we had been before and this year we couldn't be bothered going abroad. But we did our homework and had our list of nudist, or should I say naturist, beaches for us to visit.

We had been there a couple of days and had found a nice bar where we could sit out in the warm evenings and people watch. This was one of Mel's favourite past times, and if she spotted any likely candidates, we might try and hook up with them if they were interested or use them in some of our fantasies.

Sitting there on our first Wednesday evening, I was sipping my beer, and Mel had a large white wine when suddenly she sat up.

"O...M....G! Sex on legs!" she growled, and I knew she was serious as her nipples immediately stiffened under her thin silky top.

"I'd love to find out what he's got inside his trousers," she whispered, in a knowing and appreciative way as she at last tore her eyes from him and looked at me.

Nonchalantly looking round, it was not difficult to work out whom Mel was talking about. Walking towards us but on the other side of the road was a very tall, well-built and very black man, one of Mel's favourite fantasies.

He was wearing a yellow polo shirt that looked as if it must have been two sizes too small, the way his broad shoulders and chest stretched the fabric. It then tapered to a very slim waist and was tucked into his tight faded jeans.

Unfortunately for Mel, before he got much closer to us, he squeezed himself into the driver's seat of a small lime green Fiat 500 and drove off.

"Damn!" groaned Mel, as he sped past where we sat, then turning back to me added cheekily, "You're gonna have sore balls tonight, Honey!"

****

The object of Mel's horniness was none other than First Lieutenant Leroy Williams of the USAF, currently on secondment at a local RAF base, liaising with the RAF on the current war in Syria.

At six feet six inches and 235 lbs, he was a very imposing sight, and as well as liaising with his armed forces colleagues he had also been liaising with several of the inhabitants of the local towns and villages.

Young and old alike had been tempted to find out if the rumours about the size of black men's cocks were true. Leroy was only too willing to give them an answer. Only tonight, it looked as if Mel was not going to be given the chance to find out how Leroy stacked up with the other black cocks she had sampled.

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At the same time only three streets away, Ellie Jackson was putting the finishing touches to her make-up before going out on the town. It was Ellie's 18th birthday, and she had recently finished a celebratory meal with her family, and now she was about to hit the town for the first time ever, albeit chaperoned by her older brother and his girlfriend.

Unlike many of her peers, Ellie hadn't been sneaking into pubs and clubs when underage, as she had spent the last six years at a convent school, following in Mummy's footsteps.

But now that her final exams were finished, and a place at university secured, Ellie could at last leave that horrible place and step out into the world. Ellie had been one of only twenty permanent boarders at the school, the other girls living close enough to travel home for the weekends, so apart from her brother, Ellie's knowledge of boys was non-existent.

She was dressed very conservatively for someone going out to a nightclub, a sensible skirt and blouse that her mother had selected for her. Extremely plain, but she wasn't going to kick up a fuss or she knew she might lose the opportunity. In the last few years, Ellie's body had undergone a remarkable development and was now very voluptuous, as her slim waist and hips and tall height meant that her generous bosom looked even more amazing.

However, hidden under her dowdy clothing many might not notice.

She pulled on a cardigan as well to complete her frumpy look, knowing that once in the club it would be lost, and her charms would be much more visible.

Ellie's brother, James, who was four years older, was not delighted with the prospect of babysitting his little sister, not when he had Rebecca in tow. They had been an item for about six months and were taking every opportunity to shag themselves silly whenever they could, but not tonight they thought.

The pair of them had to stifle a giggle when they saw how Ellie was dressed. They couldn't see anyone being interested in her and were already planning to slope of for a fuck during the evening, leaving Ellie safe in the club.

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Once in the club it all seemed to be going to plan. Ellie was getting little or no attention from the normal jocks who were out to shag anything with a pulse. So much so, that Rebecca took pity on her and dragged her up on to the floor for a couple of dances, where Ellie showed a good bit of rhythm.

After about an hour of this, James and Rebecca managed to disappear while Ellie was at the toilets. Ellie wasn't really bothered and hoped that being alone now might entice a few more of the male sex over, especially as they may be more drunk, and also because Ellie had removed her bra in the toilets and her now unfettered breasts were much more obvious through her blouse.

Several people obviously did notice.

One was Thomas Brown. He lived over the back fence from the Jackson's and was a year older than Ellie. They had gone to the same primary school, and frequently played with each other, in one or others gardens.

But it brought about Ellie's move to the Convent. Thomas hadn't seen her in these six years, but he certainly recognised her now, she had certainly grown up in his eyes, and once again he fancied the chance of giving her a full medical.

Thomas was with a group of guys from his college course, and when he pointed out his target to them he was ridiculed, but he didn't mind, he reckoned that Ellie would be a pretty safe bet once she found out who he was. He knew that she had spent the last six years at the Convent and might therefore be as desperate as him to get fucked. He was sure he would be scoring that evening.

Leaving his jeering friends, he walked round the dance floor to where she sat.

Ellie got a bit of a surprise when the shadow fell over her. Looking up she found a bespectacled grinning face that looked vaguely familiar.

"Hi Ellie" queried the still grinning face, "It's Thomas!"

It took a second or two to sink in, but suddenly she remembered the little boy she used to play with.

"Tommy!" she gasped back.

"My goodness, how did you recognise me?" she spluttered.

"It's Thomas now," corrected Thomas, "not a little kid anymore!" he added puffing himself up to his full five feet five inches. Then he played what he thought would be his trump card.

"How could anyone forget a girl as beautiful as you!" he leered, noticing for the first time that Ellie was indeed braless.

A naive Ellie blushed, no-one had ever given her any compliments, in the Convent or elsewhere, regardless of what their motive might have been.

Before Ellie could respond, Thomas had taken her by the hand and had pulled her up on to the dance floor. All of a sudden, one of Thomas's inadequacies was identified.

Ellie stood five feet eight in her stocking feet and with a small two-inch heel, she was now over four inches taller than Thomas.

For Ellie, that made conversation a little more difficult, and she really did want to know what Tommy..., sorry Thomas, had been doing, they had such a lot to catch up on.

For Thomas, life was just getting better and better. Where on earth had she got these fabulous breasts from he thought as he leered at her chest, almost drooling, it was little wonder these beauties didn't need a bra. Getting 'accidently' knocked into Ellie as well allowed him to step back and gasp as Ellie's nipples responded to their very first 'contact'.

Thomas could see his colleagues on the edge of the dance floor, and he flashed them a grin as he again took Ellie by the waist and pulled her close to him as they boogied through a little slow bit of a number.

Dropping his hand a bit lower, he cupped one of Ellie's bum cheeks giving it a little squeeze. He liked what he felt, not too fleshy, but quite firm, Ellie really had grown up into a fine young woman.

"What are you doing these days Thomas?" Ellie was at last able to ask as the music quietened slightly.

The question flummoxed Thomas briefly, was he really supposed to have to speak to her?

"Am at College now. Doing plastering and painting. Good money in that" he responded, again trying to make it sound more interesting than it really was.

"Wow! That's really good, will you start your own company or work for someone else?" Ellie continued probing, although she was also enjoying the probing that Thomas's fingers were trying to launch.

Thomas was dumbstruck. Normally, when he told girls what he did, that was the last he saw of them. They had him down as a loser, but Ellie seemed generally interested, and also wasn't shoving his octopus arms away. Maybe his luck really was in tonight.

"You still at that Convent School" Thomas enquired, desperate to try and keep some sort of conversation going, while things were still favourable.

Ellie beamed back and laughed.

"No, I'm finished with that place now! Uni next, but I've got a lot of catching up to do! I've missed out on so many things locked up in that place! And I want to start tonight!" she said triumphantly, throwing her hands up into the air.

Thomas just stared in amazement as Ellie's breast jiggled about in front of him. He desperately wanted to grab them or mash his face in them. He had an erection like never before.

Ellie then looked Thomas seriously.

"You could teach me Thomas.... Remember when we used to play Doctors and Patients? I'll be your patient again!"

Thomas nearly came in his trousers. He looked back at his friends and began to worry that maybe they had set him up, and she was going to make a fool of him here in the club.

"You serious!" squeaked Thomas, his excitement beginning to get the better of him.

Ellie just nodded.

For the second time that night Thomas took Ellie's hand, and this time dragged her towards the exit of the Disco.

Bursting out into the fresh air they found themselves on the promenade of the little seaside town.

Thomas knew where he wanted to go and hoped Ellie would follow. Grinning up at her as she smiled back, her face flushed with excitement, he pointed over towards a set of steps that would take them down on to the beach. Again, Ellie just nodded.

They skipped across the road and down the thirty steps to reach the sandy beach. As soon as they hit the sand Thomas turned and headed off to the right. It was the shortest way to the end of the promenade where the streetlights would disappear and they would have only the moonlight to play by.

It took them about three minutes to cover the distance, but for Thomas it felt like twenty. He was so desperate to see how far he could get with Ellie; he could only hope that she wouldn't laugh at him like the others did.

Panting and gasping they reached the darkness and Thomas stopped dead in his tracks.

This abruptness caused Ellie to swing round in front of him and end up standing just a few feet away, equally breathless with her breasts heaving under her thin blouse as she tried to get her breath back.

Thomas just remained standing, staring in awe at the possibilities before him. He blinked once or twice to again check that Ellie wasn't an apparition and he was going to find her gone when he reopened his eyes. But she was still there.

Ellie's heart was beating really fast, and it wasn't just from the run, she couldn't believe how lucky she had been to find Thomas, someone she knew, who was going to make a woman of her.

Instinctively, she took a step closer so that they were both within much easier touching distance, but she was expecting Thomas to take control and make the first moves.

But all Thomas could do was stand and stare at Ellie's crown jewels.

Ellie could see that Thomas appeared transfixed and decided to help him out. Raising her hands to her chest, she slowly began to unbutton her blouse revealing more of her milky white flesh.

One, two, three, and then four buttons she unfastened, smiling as Thomas's breathing became higher pitched.

Then taking hold of the two pieces of fabric she slowly peeled them apart to reveal her generous globes.

"Fucking Hell!" gasped Thomas, "They're beauts!"

Ellie grinned broadly, lowering her arms as she hoped now that Thomas would seize the situation, literally.

Again, Thomas shook his head, as if trying to waken himself from a dream. There, right in front of him, were two perfect white fleshy globes with large dark areola and topped with very erect nipples.

Grinning devilishly, Thomas came to his senses and reached up with both hands to touch heaven. Closing his hands round as much of the flesh as he could he gently squeezed.

"Oh my god! They're bloody amazing!" he blurted.

Emily gasped at the touch. It was the first time a male had seen her breasts and now they were touching them. Her body began to tingle, all over, and what surprised her was that nowhere was tingling more than between her legs.

Dropping her eyes, she watched as Thomas began to massage her breasts, catching her engorged nipples between her fingers and gently squeezing and twisting them, then returning to take handfuls of her flesh. It was really beginning to turn her on and she was enjoying it and began to coo in appreciation.

Having made the first move, Ellie, with shaking hands decided to take the second and reached out to touch the front of Thomas's jeans.

At the touch Thomas jumped as if electrocuted. He grunted as he felt Ellie's hand press on his painful bulge. For at least the last half hour he had been in a permanent state of erection and was so close to coming that he feared that he might come in his boxers.

Almost pleadingly he looked at Ellie, hoping she would stop, but instead she took the sign as an indication that Thomas was desperate for her to continue.

Slowly, Ellie began to sink to her knees before Thomas. Reluctantly, he relinquished his hold of Ellie's mammaries and watched in trepidation as Ellie reached up to undo his jeans.

Thomas had rarely got this far in his previous sexual escapades. In the past, fumbling and fondling with members of the female sex had been sufficient to have his member filling his boxers with his come even before his cock had seen the light of day. This time he hoped it would be different.

Ellie too was in uncharted waters, but she was prepared. For almost an hour that afternoon she had practiced quickly and efficiently unfastening a pair of trousers, but still her hands trembled as she popped the button and drew down the zip.

Thomas looked skywards gasping.

"Oh Fuck!" he hissed.

Taking hold of the tops of Thomas's jeans, Ellie slowly drew them down his legs, unaware, but fortunately, taking his boxers as well. When they reached his knees, Ellie stopped. Being short of stature Thomas's t-shirt was long enough that it hung down covering his meat and two veg, but there was a definite protuberance as it hung there.

Ellie unconsciously licked her lips. Her heart was beating faster than a hummingbird's wings. She was about to see her first real life penis, and it was going to make her a woman.

Looking up at Thomas, Ellie was puzzled as he was still looking skywards muttering to himself and shaking with excitement. But again, she took it as a sign that she was doing OK and should continue.

With her left hand she reached up and gently lifted Thomas's t-shirt up over his erection, preparing to wrestle the beast with her right.

However, as Thomas's cock came into view it was Ellie's turn to gasp.

What Ellie saw was not what she had been expecting. In all the pictures and videos her school chums had shown her, the objects of desire had been a good handful.

But pointing straight out from Thomas's crotch was something not an awful lot bigger than her middle finger. At three inches long and as thick as two pencils, Thomas was not the most endowed member of the male sex. Ellie was somewhat perplexed.

Thomas stood there, still desperately trying not to come, but also waiting for the peals of laughter that he was sure would follow. But when they didn't, a bemused Thomas decided to look down to see what was happening.

Having very briefly studied Thomas's appendage, Ellie had decided that it was the best offer she was going to get that night and that "beggars can't be choosers".

So, just as Thomas looked down, Ellie reached to gently take hold of Thomas's cock.

Her soft, cool touch on his engorged sensitive flesh was electrifying.

"Eeeeaarghhh!" screamed Thomas, as his cock exploded. It may have been small in stature, but it was well armed and fully functional.

As a startled Ellie looked up at Thomas the first blast of spunk which would have struck her between the eyes, instead plastered her chin. In her fright and inexperience, Ellie pulled her hand away from Thomas's twitching cock only to have the next two blasts of spunk hit her squarely on her breasts.

This time it was Ellie's turn to cry out as the slimy liquid began to slide down her chest.

Although Ellie's cry would hardly have been heard a couple of hundred yards away, Thomas took fright. Struggling to pull up his jeans he turned and took off like a frightened rabbit back towards the promenade leaving Ellie still on her knees dripping with spunk.

Ellie was too stunned to respond as she watched Thomas disappear towards the brighter lights of civilisation. Slowly, her breathing began to come back to normal and she began to reflect on what had just happened, but unable to know if she had done anything wrong she decided to chalk it down to experience.

The one thing that she did know was that her body was still tingling all over and that she needed to try this again, and soon.

As she stood to make her own way back to the promenade, a dollop of spunk dropped from her chin down on to her breast and looking down she saw her exposed state and Thomas's emissions.

Intrigued by the gelatinous liquid she touched it with her finger, to find it slimy but yet sticky. The musky, salty smell also began to invade her nostrils, and she found herself becoming excited again.

Then suddenly, memories of what her school friends had said about swallowing this liquid when they had sucked off their boyfriends sent a shiver down Ellie's spine, and she lifted her fingers to her mouth.

Sticking out her tongue, she carefully licked some of the juices. To her surprise it was not unpleasant, and she licked her others before again running her fingers over her breasts and through the congealing fluid before licking them clean again.

Ellie had begun walking back to the promenade, and getting closer, she decided she had better regain her composure and appearance and began to refasten her blouse. As she pulled the fabric over her breasts again it stuck to the slimy coating of her breasts turning the fabric slightly translucent. But at least she was decent.

As she began to approach the beginning of the promenade the street lighting now made everything more visible. But for Ellie it also meant that she could zone out as she again began to replay the events of only a few minutes earlier.

She had had her breasts fondled, she had pulled down a man's (maybe a boy's) trousers and seen her first penis, she had touch it and it had covered her in sperm, and she had tasted it! Not bad for a night's work, but when she thought about it, far less than she had really hoped for.

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As Ellie wandered back along the beach, approaching the promenade, she was so lost in her thoughts that she was oblivious to the fact that she was being watched.