The names of this story have been changed to be as generic as possible. This is a story based on actual events that breaks the strong and often ridiculous bonds of classism that can occur in the world we live in. I hope to demonstrate that love can break all rules and that sexual relations can be more than just lust, they can help build that love.
My name is Maria and I was 18 when I finally lost my virginity to the town mayors new city attorney. Despite my typical name this was not a typical story for the town I grew up in. It was a small and very conservative town in rural Mexico. Everyone went to mass and no one ever talked about sex to me. Not at home, and certainly not at the Catholic all-girls school where I completed all my education at. So when I met Juan, the new attorney I had no idea what his intentions were when he started to take me out for walks, help me carry my groceries home to my parents, or bring me flowers he had picked himself. Our town was small enough we did not have a movie theater or much of anything to do really.
Finally came the day that I would have my first sexual experience, although I didn't know it at first. As part of a co-op farm once a year my parents would leave with the rest of the farmers into the City to take their harvest and sell what the town wouldn't use. I would stay behind to mind my sisters where were now 12 and 15. Certainly they were old enough to take care of themselves. When I mentioned this to Juan a few days earlier a smile came over his face.
"Why don't you come over for dinner on Friday night and I'll cook for you?" He asked.
Now this was very weird for me since men of our town did not cook. But when I thought about it and how Juan was single and new here he was probably used to cooking for himself. I accepted his invitation.
When Friday finally came I decided to show how much I liked Juan by wearing my prettiest bright flower dress. I looked at myself in the mirror and examined myself slowly. I had tone legs from walking to the store every day for eggs and bread. My breasts were a full c-cup and I think my ass looked amazing in my beautiful dress. Finally my stomach was nice and flat. Had I grown up in a bigger more modern city I'm sure I would have looked great in those mid cut off shirts I would discover latter on in life.
When I arrived at Juan's apartment he greeted me with a kiss I will never forget. It was so unexpected and I was so taken aback by it that it set the tone for the rest of the night. After a lovely dinner he put on some music and asked me to dance. I got up and accepted but I was not prepared for what would happen in the next few hours to follow.
Juan began to compliment me on how I looked as we began to kiss again. I began to feel something I had never felt before between my legs and I quickly became a little embarrassed. It came to a point where I stopped kissing him for a moment and told him that I think I should go.
"Not yet baby, you look so amazing tonight," he said as he pulled me close to him. My breasts were pressed up against him as he slowly pulled away and began to touch one. My first instinct was of pure pleasure, but then my senses returned. "No Juan, I can't. We... we aren't married and I can't," I muttered. But I couldn't help it and when he began to touch my other breasts with his other hand I didn't resist as he kissed me deeply.
I wanted to leave but I couldn't. My Catholic background was haunting me now as I slowly slipped into ectascy while Juan slowly unstrapped my dress. Underneath I had on a white bra with simple white panties. I was already wet through my panties and Juan surely noticed this.
"God Juan, I can't. Maybe we should go to your room I replied." I was fighting a losing battle. A huge range of emotions surged through me now. At one point I was embarrassed to be only in my bra and panties in front of a man I barely knew. On another point I couldn't help but want Juan to keep massaging my breasts. Finally with one swift motion he unstrapped my bra. I couldn't believe it as my large breasts fell lose. I was once again embarrassed but powerless against his gentle touch. As he massaged them I looked down to see an increasing bulge in his pants.
"Are you ok baby?" He asked. "You look so amazing with just your panties on."
I gasped for air. I couldn't think any longer. It got worse as he soon removed his shirt while continuing to caress my breasts. His body was nice for being 7 years older than me. The long evenings he would spend playing soccer with the rest of the farmers surely paid off. I was completely overtaken as he slowly began to rub my pussy from the outside of my panties.
