I was a very good girl growing up. I was the youngest of two daughters. I never gave my parents any trouble while my sister was a bit more of a challenge for them to raise. My sister is 5 years older than me we have always been different in many ways, but we also have always been very close. Beth was a bit of a free spirit when she was younger and didn’t like a lot of the restrictions my parents, mostly my dad, set for us. She always pushed the limits of curfews and hung around people my parents didn’t really approve of. Beth started liking boys at an early age; this also didn’t set well with our dad. My parents wouldn’t let either of us start dating until our junior year and I remember Beth sneaking out of the house late some nights to meet her boyfriends. Starting at about age 15 Beth and my parents continually clashed, and Beth did things on purpose to piss them off. I’ll never forget the time my dad was most angry with her. Beth was 16 and wanted to date a guy. My dad, as usual, asked Beth to bring him over so he could meet him. Beth’s date was a black guy!!! I think Beth did this just to make dad angry, and it worked.
Like I mentioned, I was always a good girl. I never disobeyed my parents or got into bad situations at school. I admired Beth for her charisma, but I really didn’t mind living by our parent’s rules. But what happened on a bus trip one night during my sophomore year left a great impression on me.
I was 15 and made the varsity cheerleading squad my sophomore year. It was September and I remember it was hot. We had just won an away football game and we were on the bus coming home. The cheerleaders always rode on the same bus as the players, but we had to sit up front and were not allowed to sit with, or talk to any of players during bus rides. On the way home the school bus broke down. The driver radioed in and by the time another bus got there to take us home it was past midnight. The only good thing was that there were no other school buses available, so the school had to rent a bus from the bus company. It was a very nice bus, it was much larger than the school bus with huge, spacious leather seats that reclined. By the time all the equipment was loaded and the school bus towed away it was 1:30am and everyone was tired, and we still had two more hours of traveling.
After the bus got going and the initial excitement of what a nice bus it was settled down, the bus got very quite and people started falling asleep. I tried to sleep but could not, maybe because I had to pee very badly. I looked over at our cheerleading coach, she was asleep, so were all the football coaches, so I headed to the back of the bus to the restroom. It seemed like everyone was asleep, or at least they had their eyes closed. I finished my business and exited the bathroom. As I closed the door and started walking back to my seat I heard a voice in a whisper, “Milly….Milly.” It was the teams quarterback and one of the most popular guys in school. “C’mre for a second.” He was in the very back row sitting alone and I wondered what he wanted. “sit down for a second.” I was impressed and surprised that he even knew my name or who I was.
Mitch was a senior and the school stud. He was very handsome, black, and all girls wanted to date him, and he dated only the best looking white girls in the school. Mitch sat with his letterman’s jacket over his waist, using it like a cover. I sat down beside him, wondering what he wanted. “I just wanted to ask you something.” He paused for a second and looked around, everyone was still asleep. “Have you ever seen a real cock before, a real big cock?” I was caught completely off guard by the question, I was so shocked I didn’t answer, then he pulled back his letterman’s jacket that had been laying across his lap. Now I really was shocked. He had his cock pulled out of his zipper, it was so long and thick and it stretched across the seat. I just gawked at his huge pole, if he had wanted to shock me, he had succeeded. “Milly, will you touch it for me? Please, just one touch, nobody will ever know.”
I was a virgin, in fact I’d never seen a mans penis in real life before. But just by instinct I knew that what I was seeing was considered to be a very large one. In those couple of seconds I also felt a jolt of electricity running through my body, I was sexually excited for the first time in my life. I’d never been bad before and I’d also never before felt this type of excitement running through my veins. I noticed that my pussy was getting damp and I did want to touch him, but I sat there frozen. He then took my hand and slowly led it towards his lap, then he placed it on his cock, I did not try to pull my hand back or put up any resistance. My fingertips were resting on his meat and I could feel him starting to get hard from my touch. As his cock continued its growth it lifted up from the seat.
My pussy was now getting wet and I slowly started running my fingers all over his big black cock while watching it grow. I’d never before held a guys dick in my hand, but I must have been doing a good job because he got completely hard very fast. I could tell he liked the way I used my fingers as his cock reacted to my touches as I explored this newfound plaything. I could not believe a man’s cock could be so large. It looked like a tree branch protruding from his body. I wrapped my hand around it and tightened my grip and started stroking gently up and down the shaft. He was pleased with my effort and I noticed my panties were soaked. I loved seeing the tightness of the skin around his cock and I loved the way it felt in my small hand. When it was clear that I was going to make him cum I felt a sense of control and power over this situation. I was being a bad girl, and I loved it.
Everyone was still asleep and the only noises was the roar of the busses engine, know one knew what we were doing. Then he reached his hand under my short cheerleaders skirt and started rubbing me through my drenched panties. Oh God it felt good, he knew the exact location to touch me. Mitch noticed my reaction to his touch and snaked his fingers under my panties and quickly found my clit. I tightened my grip on his tool and he started fucking my hand in time with his finger circling my clit. My hand was getting tired, but there was now way I’d quit now. I could feel my first ever orgasm starting to build as he pinched my clit, I placed my hand under the head of his cock and stroked the full length of his shaft up and down. Then, without any warning, he came.
He shot a powerful load against the back of the leather seat in front of us. I can still see his seed hitting the seat with a lot of force and a relatively loud “splat.” His initial burst was followed by a few more bursts, each a little less powerful and I kept milking him until he was dry, then all of the sudden I came. My orgasm caught me by surprise as I was paying more attention to his ejaculation than to my immanent orgasm. My body tensed up and then the waves of pleasure ran through my whole body. The jolt of pleasure made me feel warm all over and it was all I could do to keep from screaming out, I was grinding my clit against his finger until my orgasm had completely finished. His dick was softening and I finally released my grip, my body felt warm and tingly. My very first orgasm was an extremely powerful one and it was something that made a great impression on me.
I looked at him, wondering, “what next?” He whispered. “Thanks Milly, your damn good. You better go back to your seat now.”
As I walked back to my seat my pussy and the inside of my thighs were soaked and the air contact caused me to be cold. I was glad that Judy (she was sitting beside me) was asleep. I sat down and I could smell my sex. I took my sweater off and covered my legs and crotch area. I looked at my watch…..it had only taken 10 minutes. In ten minutes I had seen my first real cock, given my first hand job, and experienced my first orgasm…..and it had happened with a black guy!!! What would my dad think of that?!?
I was still a virgin, but I now knew some of the pleasures that sex could provide me and I wondered how long I would remain a virgin. I had gone from being a girl that never did anything wrong, to having a new world open up to me. I could not sleep earlier, but as I was thinking these thoughts I fell into a deep sleep for the remainder of the ride home. I never told anyone of what happened this night.
I still remained a good girl after that night, but one thing did change. I started masturbating……. alot. I
loved
having orgasms and often fantasized about Mitch’s big cock fucking me. I soon started experimenting with objects to insert in myself. I soon found something that I liked best…….cucumbers; I learned to suck them deep in my throat without gagging and I also fucked them good and hard. I was still technically a virgin, but I could sure fuck a mean cucumber.
My parents started letting me date my junior year and I lost my virginity one night while my boyfriend’s parents were away. He was terrible in bed. He got me very horny and I was ready and ready to give myself to him. We went into his room and got in the bed naked. The size of his cock disappointed me, I had foolishly been expecting something closer to the size cock that Mitch possessed. Then he started cumming before he entered me, he had put on a rubber and came as soon as he came into contact with me. He stuck it in me as he was ejaculating for a few short pumps. I was glad it was over quickly so I could go home to give myself a real orgasm.
I dated another guy my whole senior year and we had pretty successful sex. He could make me cum with his tongue but once again, he was smallish. We did really like each other and dated the whole year, but we both new that we would go our own separate ways after high school. I still often masturbated while thinking of Mitch, it was a memory that I kept fresh in my mind and brought me too many powerful orgasms through the years.
In my third year of college I met a man and we fell in love. He was very handsome, witty, and good in bed. He satisfied me in bed orally and his cock was ok too. I guess he had about a 6” cock, which was the biggest “real thing” I’d ever had inside me, and he was able to bring me some pleasure with it. He was also good with his tongue and we got along well in all areas of our life.
