Whenever my wife of 25 years leaves for a few hours, I turn to your site. My wife doesn't object--she says she'd rather do it than read about it. My favorite is the first experiences. They're so innocent that I can't help fondling myself while I read most of them.
I'm no longer a fiery kid, but I remember my first experience with a girl as if it were yesterday. I grew up on a farm in Oregon. It was an irrigated farm which meant that there were ditches and the willows that can't resist ditches. The farm houses were clustered around quarter sections, which meant every family usually had three other neighbors.
One of our neighbors had a daughter, not very pretty, in fact, homely, but well endowed at thirteen. I was ten. All the neighborhood kids congregated at their house whenever there was time to play games and just be kids. But one day she took me into her house and she said, "Your show me yours, I'll show you mine. But she didn't wait for me. She showed me a hairy pussy and kept it in view till I showed her my tiny stump. And that was more or less the end of it for a couple of months.
Then one day, I, being an explorer type, was exploring the lower reaches of the field and found her there. She was lying on a ditch bank in the willows, her panties down around her ankles, her dress pulled up to her chin, masturbating.
I was fascinated. I'd never imagined such dedication. She was vicious. And then she saw me, wiggled her finger at me, and I went to her. She commanded me to lie down on my back. I did. She took my pants off. She grabbed what I thought was for peeing and put it in her mouth. I thought I would shit! The feeling was something I'd never had before.
She sucked on it and sucked on it till it got about as big as my middle finger, then commanded me to lie still. I did. She took it in her fingers and aimed it at that hairy spot and lowered herself onto it. But at first, it wouldn't enter. She tried a couple of times and finally whispered, "Now!" and I feelt something give way and she said, "Ow!", stopped for a second or so, then went on bouncing up and down, slow at first, then faster and faster. In just a little while she stiffened, shuddered and let an exclamation escape her lips, "OOOOOH, GOOOOD!"
At that time, I had no idea what had happened. I knew only that something great happened with her.
We managed to meet often during the next two or three years. (Probably because she was not a very good-looking girl and both her folks and mine never suspected anything.) She insisted on being on top all the time and I, having been told by my mother to "do what you're told" did exactly what she demanded. During one of our love-making sessions, she achieved the max. It was so great for her that she fainted. Hell, I thought I'd killed her!
Mostly, all I got out of this sexual marathon was a sore dick, but I knew from the way she reacted that there was something in it for me too.
A year and a half later I found out what it was. My little cock had grown a bit bigger than it was at the beginning, and hair had begun to grow in my pubic region. She took my little thing in her mouth and began to suck on it. That was only the second time she'd done that. I cannot begin to describe the feeling I had, but it centered on what she was doing. And what I had, grew and grew and just as it was feeling really good she put it in her little patch of hair, I nearly exploded. With two to three strokes she showed me the joy of sex. I thought her pussy was sucking my guts out.
She moved away two months later. I was devastated! However, my experience taught me what to do, and it wasn't long before I found I could do it myself.