Swinging and Paradise
My wife and I met almost fifty years ago now. It was at a party and she was there on a blind date to meet with one of my friends. She, who I will call Amy was just 18. I was just a few weeks older. I had very recently broken away from Pat, another girl, and together we had lost our virginity. I was on a roll and not about to be trapped and settled down with just my first conquest. Indeed I was a total cad.
The era had given to us the oral contraceptive and had freed females from fear of unwanted pregnancy. For the first time in history they could at last could begin their journey on the road to self fulfilment of their own sexual wants and needs. Sexual freedom had become freely and readily available to all who wanted it. The sixties an era full of promise and sexual liberation was part of our lives.
Luckily for me Amy just couldn't stand sight nor sound of her blind date and I was entranced and swept off my feet by the wonderful Amy. Let me describe her, 5'6" and wearing a clinging red dress with a corded belt, she looked stunning. Dark hair, fabulous smile and what a figure. I later established her vital statistics to be 36-24-34 and with significantly large areoles and unbelievable breasts of EE! Proud, firm and jiggling sexily. I now can see that I was then instantly in love.
On Amy's feet she wore matching red shoes with 2" heels, a hemline at halfway point between knee and crotch setting off her wonderfully shaped legs. Stockings (tights had not yet arrived). She was (and still is) an absolutely beautiful girl. I started off with the usual small talk and chat and we instantly hit it off. Bingo. At the time I certainly had no conception that my indeed both of our whole lives would never be the same again.
That night was the night we first kissed. That night Amy experienced her first deep French kisses and was boy oh boy she was a quick learner. She was soon responding with an equal enthusiasm and we became oblivious to any else at the party. However Amy was steadfast in restricting my advances and I failed to get further than playing with those tits which she also kept covered for the night!
We had both started on this great journey of discovery. I now discovered Amy was a virgin. This then was my next challenge. She firmly told me that she intended to remain that way until she was married! Both of us had been raised in a fairly strict and Christian home and we still retain our Christian values which I will later relate just how these fit and are reconciled in our lives.
Not only did Amy look like butter would not melt in her mouth she was now making this so disappointingly obvious to me. A big blow, but one which I was ready to try to understand. I was very selfish in those days and merely thought of her as my next challenge or notch upon my belt.
Our first dates (I had my own car at 17) saw me driving her to a local and very secluded beauty spot. It was a great spot and we kissed passionately and here that I started my love affair with Amy's magnificent tits on the back seat.
Once I had her top open, her bra removed her nipples responded instantly. Hardened in the cool night air Amy quickly learned to love having her beautiful tits, massaged, kissed and suckled with her nipples reddening, swelling, heaving and demanding further pulling and ravishing until she was writhing with excitement. Try as I might, though and with her nipples swollen so profusely, protruding obscenely and with her rapid breathing demonstrating her urgent wants, needs she still held out. She just wouldn't even let me touch her virgin vagina and clitoris. Boy was I frustrated and sexually excited beyond belief.
My prick was so hard I feared it would break but Amy just would not or maybe could not me let in to her untouched female self and I was unable to get any relief as Amy had not and would not consider touching my prick. She adamantly told me this would only happen on her honeymoon. On many occasions I had to have a wank in order to stop my balls bursting,
It took me almost three months to wear down her willpower and get her panties off. Only then could I introduce her to these newly awakening sexual and surging feelings. Only now when she started on her first orgasmic journey was I able to have her handle my straining cock and I finally got to feel her hand tentatively and so gingerly open the fly on my pants so that she could inquisitively start exploring her very first cock. She quickly lost any apprehension as her inquisitiveness took hold and began to marvel at the texture, the heat and throbbing feeling.
In the meantime Amy's legs had begun to open and allow me on to expand upon her newly experienced raging desires. Responding strongly Amy was now ready to relinquish her virginity and I was only too keen to oblige. Thoughts about my previous girlfriends excessive bleeding and subsequent mess when this had happened were soon forgotten as my cock was now ruling my head. Amy juices flowed wildly as I opened the entrance to her vagina with my fingers and I moved forward so my cock head could start to tease the folds of her labia and to lubricate in Amy's now flowing juices and progress upon its journey up its second tunnel of passion. Little by little my penetration progressed, largely controlled by Amy so that any pain would be eased and replaced with pleasure.
It may sound like an amateur sex novel but what I relate was real and part of our journey to destinations unimaginable, exciting and often almost unbelievable. It turned out that Amy didn't bleed anything like Pat had and she was soon thrusting back as equally as hard as me. Her cunt felt wonderfully tight, hot almost fluid. I just about managed to hold out from shooting my load and Amy experienced her first orgasm from penetration before I pulled out and shot my load over her tits. Amy soon scooped this up and tasted her first man seed. She swirled this around in her mouth and for a moment I wondered whether she was going to spit out. What a glorious vision however as Amy looked me straight in the eye and swallowed.
Amy said right away we should get married as she loved me so deeply. As my reward for this pleasure I was also sporting several bleeding scratches on my back and a few hickeys which my mother was disgusted with! As yet too, Amy's womb was unprotected and I was most fearful of the consequences from both sets of parents if she had become pregnant.
Amy before my eyes had changed from the demur, virgin, butter wouldn't melt in your mouth girl to a sex hungry and demanding lover and I thought things couldn't get any better. A visit to the doctors was quickly booked and now had us safe from unwanted pregnancy. However I just couldn't have been more wrong about things being unable to improve though. As we became ever closer and our relationship more serious as Amy's interest in sex grew at a phenomenal rate and very shortly we became engaged.
One night only a few days into our engagement Amy returned from work with a worried and anxious expression that had me worried. Was Amy pregnant, how could this happen she was on the pill. I worried that she was already over me and about to dump me? My mind was full of theories and I too was worried.
Sitting me down Amy said that she would burst unless she told me what the problem was. Amy said that she loved me and wanted for us to soon marry but that she felt she couldn't unless she was totally honest with me and just had to tell me of her worries and concerns. Amy said that she had this crazy, unbelievable, overwhelming need to try sex with another. Although she couldn't understand this powerful desire she felt this need to experience and to know just what other cocks would feel like and could do!
Amy told me she had already lined up a date with this guy from her work and that I could either accept this and we could then carry on as though nothing had changed or break off our engagement! Either way she had arranged thus date with this guy and intended to have sex with him and I had to decide if together we had a future? She hoped I could accept her curiosity and understand her needs.
If you had asked me prior this what I would have thought, I would have said that would have been the end of any relationship certainly of our engagement and that I would have angrily been walking away searching for my next conquest. Strangely though my cock rapidly hardened and was straining against my trousers! My cock was clearly telling me to let my Amy have her own way and shag this guy. Perhaps, possibly then we would may then continue as though nothing had happened. She would I thought quickly loose her inquisitiveness. I naively thought that a cock was a cock no matter who it belonged to. Little did I realise just how wrong I was. Amy was about to open a Pandora's box, a wonderful Pandora's box and to an unknown destiny. .