Hello all! My name is Julie, and Valerie has convinced me to tell her of my first time. Of all the stories I've read and of hearing of other girlfriends' first time, mind is of one extraordinary weekend of many first times. I've told Valerie as much as I can remember, so she can put it in "Literotica".
It all started 4th of July weekend in 1975. I had just graduated high school and was waiting to start college that fall. I hadn't done much dating in school. I was a bit shy and a plain Jane in the looks department. My clothes wear more comfortable than stylish and a usually size larger than I should have wore. My body though was good; I was 5ft 4in tall and weighted 115 lbs. and was a 34B-22-35. I was a bit of a bookworm and read almost anything I could get my hands on. I even use to get hold of my older brothers' XXX novels and read them each 3 or 4 times. I always ended up masturbating while reading them, dreaming I was the girl in the book. I found out why my brother called them one-handed novels. You know, one hand holding the book, while one hand was busy between my legs. I had a very active sexual imagination. I seemed to always have some fantasy in my head about sex. I was still a virgin but could hardly wait for the day I lost it. I was just plain horny! I masturbated once or twice a day, always dreaming of humping one or more cocks at the same time.
Well, that 4th of July weekend, an old family friend [Harry] was in town on leave from the Army. He asked me if I would like to come along with him to Flagler Beach on the 4th. We would watch fireworks over the ocean and to go to a street dance with a like band. Since I had no other plans, I said I would enjoy going with him. Before he left, he suggested that I wear an old short dress over my swimsuit. He said that the dress would be an excellent cover-up and I would look sexy dancing in a short dress. I liked the idea. He said just bring my favorite towel and he would take care of everything else.
On the morning of the 4th, Harry pulled up in his new Camero. I wore one of my old short dresses over my new red bikini. It was the smallest suit I had owned up to this time. It was about 3 in. on the sides and tied in the back and at the neck. Harry had on t-shirt and some of the tightest short cut-offs I had seen. I had never really stared at guys' crotch before but I couldn't help noticing how large the bulge was in those cut-offs. He caught me looking and asked what I was looking at. I stuttered as I said his shorts looked real tight. He smiled and said he liked them tight. Then he looked at me again and winked. He then said that the waves in the ocean wouldn't be able to pull them down like they did the last time he wore swim trunks. I thought of how he may have looked that day and now wondered how big his dick was.
We parked about a half-mile from the pier. Harry said they would shoot the fireworks off the end of the pier about 9pm. Harry spread out a large blanket on the sand and we put out towels and stuff on it. He brought a cooler of drinks and food to snack on all day. We decide to take a dip before getting on the blanket. He pulled of his t-shirt; the Army had done him good. He had one hell of a body! I pulled off my dress and tossed it on the blanket. He looked at me and said I had really grown up the past few years. The water was fine, but I noticed the swimsuit was getting heavy. The suit was made of cotton; it was drooping and getting loose. I had just retied the top when a wave knocked me over and took my bottoms to my knees. I got them back up before Harry seen anything, but I decided it was time to get out. I told Harry what happen and he laughed and said that was why he wore tight shorts. As we walked back to the blanket, I noticed that his cut-off jeans weren't as tight as before but they sure molded to his ass nice.
He said that if I would put lotion on his back for him, he would be happy to do my back. I was happy to agree. I was excited at the prospect of rubbing my hands all over his beautiful body and just the thought of his hand on my body sent tingles right to my pussy. Remember I was a good girl. I was still a virgin and had only been kissed a couple times. My mind started to fantasize.
After putting lotion on our on fronts, Harry laid on his stomach and I knelt beside him. I started at his neck and slowly worked my way down, enjoying the fill of his tight muscles. I thought I was done when he asked me to do the back of his legs. I was very nervous and excited as I rubbed the lotion up high between his spread legs. I said I was done and on impulse, I wiped my hands off on his ass. He didn't say a thing.
I remember I was tingling with excitement as I got down on my front. He started to rub my back when he asked if it would be all right to untie my top so he could do a better job. My heart skipped a beat as I told him to go ahead. I was so excited at this point, if he had asked pull my bottoms down, I probably would have let him. It felt so good having my back massaged and then he started on my legs. I had done my legs but I didn't try to stop him. I wanted him to rub my legs; I wanted his hands up between my legs. As he got closer to my crotch, I slowly spread my legs wider for him. When the back of his hand bumped my crotch the first time, I almost came. I got closer every time he bumped there. I don't know if he meant to or not, I didn't care. I swear that if he had hit it one more time I would have an orgasm right in front of him.
We soaked up the sun for a bit, while I got my breathing back under control. Harry asked me if I had a boyfriend or was just dating a lot of different guys. I reluctantly told him "No" to both questions. He stated that the boys at school must be crazy for not going out with a girl like me.
He then asked if I wanted to go out with guys. I said that of course I did. I thought about dating and kissing a lot. He gave me a funny look and asked if I had ever been kissed. I blushed and said a couple time but just little pecks.
He looked like he was I deep thought for a couple minutes. Then he said, "Look, I'm going to be going back to my base next week and then to Germany in a couple of months. I have a proposition for you. I've known you since we were kids. I like you but I don't want any commitments between us, because I won't be around to be with you. But, if you are willing, I'd be glad to show you how to kiss. I'd be happy to kiss you all afternoon if you want to.
My heart jump up into my throat, I had a hard time saying "YES", but my mind was saying "Yes, Yes, Yes, Oh God Yes!"
He asked when I wanted to start. I said that now would be OK.
He said again, " no promises, no commitment."
I said, "Right, no promises, no commitments."
I reached back and tied my top and sat up. He slid next to me, held my face and kissed me. I reached around him and kissed him back. Before I knew what was happening, I went onto my back and was pulling him down on top of me. I couldn't get enough, I remember trying to suck his tongue deep in my mouth.
We finally broke our kiss and I noticed my legs were around his and I could fill his erection against my crotch. I loved the fill of his firmness and could fill his heat though our clothes and wondered if he could fill mine. I shifted my position a bit so I could fill his hardness directly onto my pussy.