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Nineteen.

Was it really almost 20 yrs ago?  Doesn't seem like it.  I can remember.....

    Nineteen years old and still a virgin.  Now that's something you don't
want to get around to the rest of your shipmates.  But hey, I was a little drunk
and looking for sympathy when the subject of "last piece" came up.  I was
only temporarily assigned to the ship and wasn't really part of the group.
They let me tag along sometimes and that's why I was there when the subject
came up.  So I told them I was a virgin.  Got LOTS of sympathy.  I'm just
glad it was a small bar.  I didn't have a lot of laughter to run through getting
out of the place.

    It was about three weeks later when Bill came up to me on a Saturday
night and asked if I wanted to hit some bars.  I was bored and, of course, ever
hopeful Miss Right, Miss Wrong, or Miss Maybe would be out there and said
OK.  Since we were heading out on a cruise the following Monday, I figured I
better get some shore leave in before we shipped out.  Bill jokingly said
"Maybe we'll get you laid tonight." Yeah, right.  In a pigs eye.

    We took off and headed down the 'strip' (every Navy town has one).  I
was driving my relatively 'new' 68 Skylark; relative since it was 1973 and the
car was 'new' to me.  Not finding anything interesting going on, Bill said
"Fuck it, let's try someplace else.  Someplace where there aren't a lot of
sailors ruining the place."  Sounded good to me so I let him lead the way.  We
drove around Newport quite a while with Bill giving directions.  I had a
feeling he was looking for someplace in particular but didn't really care.
Finally he directed us into a parking lot and we went into the adjacent bar.

    "Jesus, this place looks dead" I said.  Bill told me to just wait and we
took a couple of seats at the bar and had a couple of beers while the place
started to fill.  Most of the newcomers were older women. At 19, any
'woman' is older; these looked to be over 30 with an occasional over 40 mixed
in.  Very few men which made me wonder if Bill had picked a lesbian bar.  It
was still kind of early and we were working on our third beer ( I was, Bill
was on 4 or 5) when Bill grabbed my arm, lifted it in the air, turned to the
mostly female population at the bar and said "I have a virgin here, how much
do I hear?"  All I could think of was "How could I let myself be embarrassed
like this again?"  I steeled myself to slink out amongst the expected laughter
when I noticed there wasn't any.  Looking around, all I saw was expectant
and, in some cases, hungry looks.  I grinned sheepishly at the wolves and said
nothing, just kept sipping my beer.

    Being 19 and not a professional drinker, the beer started having its
effect.  I remember talking to a lot of the women there (the beer relieved
some of my inhibitions) but was not 'attacked' by any of them.  The band
started playing and I danced with the women I was speaking with.  During one
dance, I noticed a new woman enter the bar. Beautiful!  About 34,  5'6",
brunette, and a body that would knock you socks off.  She was obviously a
regular since she said hi to almost everyone there.  I didn't pay much attention
to her since she looked so damn good.  Figured my chances, coupled with my
inexperience and age, were nil (typical of ALL my thinking about
girls/women at that time). The woman I was dancing with saw me looking and
just smiled.

    After the dance was over, my partner excused herself saying she had to
talk with some friends.  I went back to the bar and talked a while with Bill.  I
noticed that my last dance partner was talking to the brunette but I didn't
think anything of it.  Next thing I new I was being tapped on the shoulder.
Turning around I almost choked on my beer; it was the brunette asking me if I
wanted to dance. Nodding my affirmation (thank God I didn't have to open my
mouth and make a fool of myself) I followed her out to the dance floor.

    We spent the next few hours dancing and drinking until the bar closed.
Bill left with one of the women we had talked to earlier with the parting shot
"Give her hell!"  Mary (the brunette) simply smiled at him and leered at me.
I figured she was only flirting and nothing would come of it.  When it got
down to us and a few other clients, Mary asked if I would give her a ride
home.  Sure, I was hoping but figured my typical luck would hold out and
nothing would happen.

    It didn't take long before I was totally lost.  I kept following her
directions figuring "it's her house, she knows the way."  Suddenly she said
"turn right here!" I turned the car onto a dirt road and quickly had to hit the
brakes.  Before me were rows of corn stalks with no house in sight.  She
reached over, turned off the ignition, and said "I understand you're a virgin.
I'd like to do something about that."

    Now, a note of clarification on my virginity.  I had dated a girl during
my senior year in high school and we got pretty serious.  Without going into
detail on how it happened we experimented our way into heavy petting, and
graduated to some mild oral sex (no orgasm this way, at least for me) and
mutual masturbation.  Both being Catholic and in HS, the guilt, paranoia, and
down right fear of pregnancy kept us from going any further.  The same guilt
and paranoia always infected our trysts and made them both less enjoyable and
quite infrequent.  Also, our skill level wasn't that great, at least in
hindsight. So while I had some 'experience' going down on a girl, it left much
to be desired and I always felt I wasn't quite doing it right.  I digress but
it is important to the story....

    I was terrified!  I wanted her so bad but my fear of failure, self, etc.
was almost overpowering.  She slid over to my side (thank God I didn't have
bucket seats!), put her arms around my neck, and we started kissing.  The new
moon, hanging low in the eastern sky, provided a pale back-light to the
situation.  She slid her tongue inside my mouth and played with mine in a way
that promised greater things to come.  Still, I was petrified.  I knew this was
it; it was finally going to happen. Technically I knew what to do (I'd seen
pornos, read books,  practiced by myself) but I was so nervous I couldn't
think what to do first.  She broke the kiss and said "This really IS your first
time, huh?" All I could do was nod.  Couldn't even mention the little I had
done in high school. "Well, we'll just have to find something to do to calm you
down", she said.  Right, got any phenobarbitol?  I'm 19, finally gonna get
laid, and she thinks she can calm me down?  Good luck.

    She again started kissing me, that wonderful tongue playing intricate
games in my mouth.  Her hands unbuttoned my shirt and started caressing my
chest and occasionally venturing down to my stomach and the start of my
pants.  My cock was straining and almost screaming at me to get started.
Tentatively I reached out and cupped her breasts.  She moaned, reached both
arms behind me and crushed herself against me.  I almost passed out!  This
was too good to be true!  No begging or pleading, just someone who wanted it
as much as I.  Somehow I got her shirt unbuttoned and began caressing her
breasts.  MAGNIFICENT!  She broke our embrace, reached behind and
unsnapped her bra.  She smiled at me as her breasts tumbled free, grabbed my
head from behind, and pulled me down to those globes.  I was lost in between
them!  I kissed,licked, and sucked her tits, going from one to the other,
slathering them with my tongue without touching her nipples. She lay back
moaning, crushing my head to her breasts.  I began running my tongue around
her nipples first in large circles which gradually became smaller until my
tongue was flicking across her nipple.  Slowly, I drew the nipple into my
mouth and began to suck on it.  The pressure of her hands on my head
increased and I tried to suck as much of her breast into my mouth as I could. I
went back and forth between those melons driving both of us into a frenzy.

    By this time my dick was in extreme pain.  I new I had to do something
to relieve the pressure but felt I needed to do more to please her.  I
remembered one of my shipmates telling how he preferred cunnilingus before
entry to help excite the woman and reduce the amount of stroking required
for her to reach orgasm.  It sounded like a DAMN good idea and believe me, I
was determined that she would also reach orgasm.  I began running my tongue
down her chest to her stomach and back to her breasts.  I was curious if she
wanted me or even would let me go down on her.  Taking her louder moans
as an un-official endorsement, I began to undue her pants.  She lifted her ass
and helped me pull her pants down and off.  I began to go lower toward her
cunt when she pulled my head away, looked into my eyes, and asked "Do you
know what you're doing?"  Not wanting to spoil the situation by saying
something stupid I simply nodded.  "I thought you were a virgin?" she asked.
I mumbled something about reading a lot and she chuckled in a very sexy
manner and told me to go ahead.

    I again lowered my head to her stomach and continued running my
tongue around the area, occasionally dipping below into her panties and
dramatically increasing her moans.  I grabbed her panties and slowly drew
them off.  She twisted in the seat so that her head rested on the passenger side
arm rest with her legs spread on the seat (thanks mom for not letting me but
that sports car!).  Starting at her knees, I ran my tongue down her legs to
where her cunt hairs just started tickling my nose.  Knowing that I should start
at her clitoris (thanks to "Everything You Wanted To Know About Sex But
Were Afraid To Ask"), and the general location, I used my tongue to explore
until I found it.  I started flicking her clit with my tongue and sucking it
into my mouth.  She arched her hips, grabbed my head, and crushed it against her
cunt.  Whatever I lacked in experience I tried to make up for in effort.
Leaving her clit I moved down and began tonguing her vagina.  The taste was
undescribable!  Somewhat salty but not; a very enjoyable delight! Taking a
deep breath, I started working my tongue deeper and as far into her pussy as it
would go.  She mashed my head against her moaning "Jesus, a natural pussy
eater!"  Hearing that drove me wild!  I wasn't sure who was enjoying this
more; her or me.  I began thrusting my tongue in and out with short but
frequent trips back up to her clit.  I just couldn't get enough of it with her
moaning how good it felt and kept fucking her cunt with my tongue.

    Finally, I'd had enough.  Not that I couldn't continue doing that, I
could have kept at it for hours, I just couldn't take the pressure on my cock.
Breaking her iron-like grasp on my head, I pulled back and began taking off
my pants.  She smiled at me and said "Now it's my turn."  "NO!" I almost
screamed, "I couldn't take it!"  She smiled knowingly at me and laid back
down on the seat again spreading her legs.  This was it.  The moment of truth!
I knelt between her legs and she reached down and grabbed my cock.  I almost
died!  It had been years (since high school) and just having someone else
besides me touch my cock was fantastic.  She stroked it back and forth a few
times muttering "it feels sooo nice!"   Grabbing my cock, she pulled me
towards her and down to her pussy.  Without letting go, she slowly worked it
into her pussy grabbing my ass with her other hand.  I couldn't believe the
sensation!  Rosie Palm and her five sisters NEVER felt like this!  When she
had all of me in her, she let go of my cock, grabbed my ass with both hands,
and moved her hips up and down against me.  Finally, I was fucking a woman!
I started getting carried away and thrust with all my strength against her, her
hands on my ass pulling me deeper into her pussy.

    I knew I couldn't take much of this.  Feeling an orgasm start, I shouted
"STOP!"  Too late, I started coming inside her but held myself very still
hoping I could control how much I came.  She looked up at me and asked "Did
you come?" "A little", I replied.  Smiling, she stroked my cheek and asked
"Do you want to stop?"  I shook my head no and started stroking my still hard
cock inside her.  Now I understood one of the benefits of being 19, healthy,
and incredibly horny:  Once just wasn't going to be enough!  I also noticed
that the first 'little' orgasm seemed to deaden the sensations in my cock.
Realizing I could now fuck her without worrying about coming too fast, I
went at it with a renewed gusto.  She looked at me and moaned "I don't
believe it!"  My ego soared!  I was Tarzan dominating Jane!  I was the
fulfillment of the male image!  Marlboro Man look out!  I'm riding this mare
to the sunset!  I kept up the pace, going in and out (with an ocassional side-
to-side thrown in), as deep as I could, her writhing and moaning driving me to
an animal passion that almost scared me.  Her hips thrusting back at me met
my every stroke with equal, passionate force.  Suddenly, she grabbed me
around the hips with her legs, and sinking her teeth into my neck, began to
come.  Her vagina clamped down on my cock and I could feel it pulsate in
rhythm to her body convulsions as she became lost in the throes of her
orgasm.  I couldn't believe that I had actually done that to a woman.

    She held on to me long after the orgasm subsided, my cock still hard
inside her.  Finally she relaxed her legs and let me pull out of her.  I didn't
want to leave that warm, marvelous cavern but my arms were shaking from
holding myself up.  I sat back on the seat with a silly grin on my face. She sat
up, saw the grin, and chuckled "Well, how was it?"  Still grinning I replied
"WOW, it's a lot better than I thought!"  She laughed and snuggled up to me,
her breasts pressing against my arm.  I lit a cigarette for both of us and we
sat there in silence smoking.  She finished half of hers and stubbed it out.
Leaning back against me me, she started stroking my thigh and said "Well, we
can't go with you only having a little orgasm.  How about a big one?"  I was
shocked!  My high school escapades previously mentioned always ended with
one orgasm no matter how good it was.  Now here was a woman asking if I
wanted more.  I don't think I can relate the male ego boost that occurs even
today upon hearing that!  I looked at her, nodded and said "I don't know if I
can come again."  She looked me in the eye and said "Let me worry about
that."

    Using both hands she gently forced me back until my head lay on the
driver's side armrest, my legs spread on the seat.  Being obviously of a
vengeful nature, she began running her tongue down my legs and around my
stomach being careful to avoid my crotch.  I moaned and writhed under her
ministrations, thrusting my hips involuntarily into the air.  Finally, after one
tongue excursion down my thigh, she began tonguing my balls.  She went back
and forth between them getting the hairs soaked with her saliva.  She suddenly
stopped, looked up at me, and took my left testicle into her mouth.  She sucked
on it softly and stroked it with her tongue.  Letting it slide sensuously out of
her mouth, she repeated with the right testicle. She went back and forth
between them, sometimes using her mouth to 'fuck' my balls, sliding them
individually in and out, in and out.  She stopped, and taking a deep breath,
took both balls into her mouth at the same time, gently stuffing them in with
her hands.  The sensation was overpowering.  My cock felt more engorged
with blood than ever before; bouncing up at the sky with every beat of my
heart.  I squirmed repeatedly underneath her which seemed to drive her into a
heightened frenzy.  She kept sucking on my balls like she couldn't get enough,
her eyes constantly open and watching my reactions.

    Suddenly, she pulled back slightly and let my balls pop out of her
mouth.  She began running her tongue up and down on the underside of my
cock.  Occasionally she would wrap her lips as much as possible around the
side of my cock and suck it or stroke her lips up and down, pausing close to
the head.  She opened her mouth and placed my cock inside on her tongue
rubbing it all around without closing her mouth.  I'd only seen this done in
porno movies and experiencing it was almost unbearable.  She grabbed my
cock with her hands and closed her mouth about the head, slowly sucking it in
until she had about half of it in her mouth.  She kept it there, sucking on it
like a popsickle, her eyes glued to mine savoring my every reaction. She closed
her eyes and started stroking her head up and down on my straining cock,
going deeper and deeper with every stroke, until finally all of my cock was
buried in her mouth.  She ground her face against my stomach, twisting her
head back and forth, then returning to fucking my cock with her mouth.  This
sure wasn't going to take long.  Nothing in my previous experience could
possibly prepare me for this!  I could feel my balls swelling, getting ready to
expel my juices.  I grabbed her head and twisted it up without removing my
cock and told her I was going to come.  I thought she would pull away and let
me come in the air like in high school but I was wrong.  I removed my hands
from her head as she mumbled a negative and increased her sucking up and
down.  Again I grabbed her head and started helping her up and down on my
cock.  The pressure kept increasing and increasing.  I tried to hold it back as
long as possible, savoring every sensation, until suddenly, I began to come!
She thrust her head down on my cock, taking it as deep as before.  I shot jet
after jet of come into her throat while she continued to bob her head up and
down on my deeply engulfed cock.  It was like I couldn't stop coming and she
couldn't get enough.  As the flow lessened, she pulled her head back and began
running my still spurting cock around her face.  The muscles in my body were
shaking from my tensing them.  Finally I stopped and she took my softening
cock back into her mouth, gently licking and sucking it.  She used her fingers
to wipe off her face and sucked off the collected come.  We both fell asleep.

    I woke up about an hour later, saw the time, woke up Mary and said
"I've got to get back on board ship."  We dressed and I took her home.  I
laughed when it turned out her home was only three blocks away from the
bar.  I asked her why we didn't go to her house and she said she didn't want
her husband catching us!  I couldn't believe it!  I asked her if we could get
together again and she smiled at me and said "Who knows?  You can find me
at the bar."  She kissed me tenderly and walked into her house.....

    I went back to the bar after we got back into port about 2 months later
but she never showed up.  I drove by her house but it was up for sale.
Nobody at the bar knew what had happened to her or when exactly she left.  I
never did find her again and as I said before, it's been 20 years.  Still, I
guess you never forget your first experience, especially one as wild as that
one was.  I hated waiting until I was 19 but in hindsight, it was well worth
it!  The message?  Don't discount older women.  Their capacity to please can be
overwhelming and their capacity to give can be bottomless.

    Thanks Mary, wherever you are.  I'll never forget you.......

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