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                19 YEAR OLD-VIRGIN


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 would be out there and
said OK. Since we 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. 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. We 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 (I hate that terminology). 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
knew 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 (another story,
perhaps?) 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 less
enjoyable. 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 surrealistic light to the situation. She slid her
tongue inside my mouth and played with mine in a way that promised
greater things to come. But 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 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. Finally, 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 knew 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. 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 said 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 buy 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. I
kept sucking gently on her clit, my saliva mixing with her juices,
until she was soaked. Leaving her clit I moved down and began tonguing
her vagina. Taking a deep breath, I shoved my tongue as far into pussy
as it would go. She mashed my head against her moaning Jesus, a natural
pussy eater! Hearing that drove me wild! I began thrusting my tongue in
and out with short 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 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! 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 of my cock, 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. At last 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 more 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 Dinside 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 snubbed it out.  Leaning back against 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 too 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 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'm happily married now with a wife that
fulfills my every fantasy and desire so I have no need to look for
another woman. 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.