Losing My Virginity: My First Sexual Experience
I was 19 and so was she. Here is the true story of how I lost my Male Virginity!
It was Sheila's 19th birthday and I had missed her birthday party. The party was over by the time I reached her flat and Sheila was a bit cross with me. I gave her the watch that I had brought as a present for her. She liked it, smiled and gave me a 'thank you - forgive you' peck on the cheeks.
Sheila had an extremely beautiful face, dazzling eyes, and an amazing figure. She was dressed in a fantastic long dress that showed about an inch of young pert cleavage and the hint of fabulous breasts hidden underneath. All the other friends had left but her flat was a bit of a mess with glasses, bottles, wrappers and plates scattered about so I offered to help her clean up. She insisted I have a few drinks and the cake first. We then got down to the task of cleaning up.
Sheila suddenly said that she did not want to get her dress messed up. She asked me to unzip her dress, which I did. I thought that she would go into the bedroom to change but Sheila just stood there and stepped out of her dress and tossed it on the sofa. I suddenly saw a flash of the most amazing round firm tip pointed breasts and never ending bare skin from neck to heel as she turned her back on me. I then realized that she had not been wearing anything underneath the dress.
The room temperature shot up about ten degrees, my collar suddenly felt tight and my heartbeat went wild as I saw her turn slowly to face me. She was looking down shyly and asked, "Do you like what you see?" I was stuck dumb. It was an amazing figure. She had flawless creamy skin, tall at 5 feet 8, an hourglass figure, with a narrow waist that looked like a perfect 36-23-36. Her round B+ breasts just jutted out of her chest without a hint of sag, and her mid-sized rosy pink nipples were softly erect, sitting on creamy butter-puffy pouty areolas.
I tried to complement her and speak but all I was able to emit was a sort of croak... and a WOW!! I realized that I had been holding my breath too long and that my face was going red... not because of breath holding but because my blood was boiling. I also realized that my trouser front had shot forward as I had now grown a tent pole that was pushing it out. My legs were trembling and my hands were shaking. I had never been so close to a nude girl and that too such a stunning beauty as Sheila. The thought came to me that I had better breathe or else I would faint! Sheila noticed the tent-peg standing in my trousers and gave me a nervous knowing smile.
I took a couple of steps forward and she faltered as her legs trembled badly. She just sort of folded in my arms and now I held her in my arms. We were hugging; she totally nude, and I fully dressed to the nines with tie and all! Time stood still. I can't remember who started it but we were kissing wildly and she was taking off my tie and shirt while we were locked in a never ending lingering kiss. We were still in the open mouthed kiss when I felt my trousers drop and I had not even felt her unbutton them. I took stock and became aware that I was holding her superb round left breast in the cup of my right hand. Her nipple was nestled in the curve of my thumb and forefinger. She had opened her thighs and closed them on my raging hard-on that was now snuggled just below the moist fire between her strong thighs. I was hearing an incessant wild African drumbeat that was actually my own pulse pounding in my head and ears.
She gasped away from my kissing mouth, held my face in her hands and we looked each other in the eye for the first time since she had asked me to unzip her dress. Her eyes were blazing, shining and sparkling and I am sure mine were equally incandescent.