Luanne Ch. 06

Literotic asexstories – Luanne Ch. 06 by maadmaax,maadmaax
It was a bit after ten when Luanne walked in. After she poured a cup of coffee she came over, put her arms around my neck, and we shared a morning kiss. I had noticed when she walked in that she was wearing one of her shifts and, as we kissed, I ran my hand up and down her back discovering that she was wearing nothing under it. When she pulled back I asked, “You ready to go on with your firsts?”

She just asked, “Are you going to want to have sex every time we talk about this stuff?”

I pulled her back in close, ran my hand down over her ass and between her legs, then said, “Probably. Is that a deal breaker?”

She kissed me quickly and then broke free to go into the dining room and sit down. “No, absolutely not. It’s a nice way to break up all the talking. To get started let me say that on the way up here I was thinking about how to approach this next subject and I think I have it. How about starting with the first time a man gave me a climax?”

She sipped her coffee and then said, “It was at the beach.” She was quiet for a couple seconds and then smiled and said, “In fact, there were three firsts at the beach just a couple weeks apart.”

I turned on my recorder and said, “Okay, give. Let me hear about both of them.”

“No, I just remembered, there were four firsts. Or was it five?” She looked confused and then said, “We’ll just have to count them. It was Christmas, 1981, just a couple weeks after I jerked off Chuck and just a couple weeks before my eighteenth birthday. It was a really warm day and, for some reason, we decided to go to the beach. The water was too cold to swim, but it was fun lying in the sun. I don’t remember what beach it was, but most of it was rock and we put down a couple thick blankets to lie on.”

“Wait, we who?”

“Oh, Dilford.”

“Dilford?”

She chuckled and said, “Yeah, I know, sounds funny, but that was his name. So, we’re at the beach enjoying the sunshine and we start kissing. Like always, kissing leads to stroking and I let him work my bra down and play with my boobs.”

“First date and he’s already inside your bra?”

“No, silly, we had dated for a month before that.”

I held up my hand and said, “Hold on, you just jerked off Chuck a couple weeks before. Does that mean you did him while you were dating Dilford?”

She paused a long time before saying, “Yeah, yes it was, so I guess that made it the first time I ever cheated on someone.”

Because she said it was the first time she had ever cheated I made a note to explore cheating as a topic later on. As I was doing that she continued. “So, he was playing with my boobs and started sucking on my nipples while his one hand went down across my stomach and between my legs. He took his time, stroking me through my suit, and then gently working it aside so he could get his fingers directly on me. Oh, Al, it felt soooo good to have him rubbing my clit and, when he pushed his finger inside me I thought I’d die.”

“Wait, you’re a virgin and he slid his finger right inside you?”

“Uh, let me cover that later.”

I nodded and she continued, “So, we’re lying on the beach, he’s kissing my boobs, running his finger in and out of me, and then he kisses his way down across my stomach and between my legs. Oh, Al, I’d never had a man do that and it was heavenly. He pulled aside my bikini and started kissing my lips, flicking his tongue across my clit, and then he was pushing a second finger inside me. For the next five minutes or so he was finger-fucking me, sucking on my clit, flicking his tongue across it, and driving me crazy. It was only about five minutes of that and I had my first climax with a man.”

She paused a long time and then said, “I don’t know, I might have gone farther that day except a family came down the path just then and was just a couple hundred feet away. I pulled up my bra and we lay there carefully not doing anything sexual for the next hour or so and that was the end of it.”

“Okay,” I said, “finger, oral, climax, public sex — so we’re at four firsts so far.”

She chuckled, drained her coffee, and walked into the kitchen to pour another cup. As she was doing that she continued her story. “Two weeks later it was hotter than hell for a January and we were down in Mexico on a long weekend and, the last morning, we were at the beach again.”

“Hold it,” I said, “You’ve spent the weekend together and didn’t do anything?”

“Nope,” she said, ” we slept together, but he wore pajamas and I wore a nightgown. Yes, there was some making out, but I stopped it each time so he didn’t get too turned on. Anyway, that last morning we went to the beach for an hour or so. Checkout time was one and we went down there around nine. Once again we were the only ones on the beach and the kissing and stroking turned in to much more. At some point he had my bra down and my bikini bottom off and his shorts were off and we were kissing and playing with each other when he asked, ‘You ready to do it?’

“I didn’t even have to think before saying, ‘Not quite yet. Are you disappointed?’

“He smiled at me as he slipped a second finger inside me and said, ‘No, whenever you’re ready, I’m here for you.’ Then he kissed me again said, ‘How about a little 69 action?’ and then just looked at me.”

Luanne sat down at the table, looked over at me, and said, “You have to remember, I’ve talked to my girlfriends about all this sex stuff, but I don’t really have any idea about what I’m supposed to do. I guess he sensed that because he guided me as I straddled him with my pussy above his face and me looking down at his dick.”

She stopped and said, “At that time I had never given a blowjob and, in fact, had only had a dick between my lips once and then only for a few seconds. Now, suddenly, I was staring at this thing and had no idea what I was supposed to do with it.

“Okay, I’ve had one between my lips before, so I slipped them over the head of it and was surprised when he thrust his hips up, driving his cock halfway into my mouth. I remembered one of my friends telling me that I was supposed to suck and not blow, so I sucked on it and was rewarded with him groaning a bit as he stuck his tongue into my pussy. After that, I don’t know, maybe nature or instinct took over, because I was bobbing my head up and down, stroking the shaft with my hand, and reaching down to play with his balls as he was getting me closer and closer to a climax.”

I picked up the recorder and walked into the living room. Setting it down on the coffee table I turned to her and motioned her over. “Come on, you know what has to happen right about now.”

She laughed as she stood up and started my way. Walking up to me she pulled the shift over her head and tossed it on the back of the couch. “How do you want to do it this time?”

I had pushed my shorts down and was standing there stroking my cock and said, “I don’t care as long as I’m inside you in the next ten seconds.”

She laughed again and pointed, “Sit down. If you’re in that kind of a hurry, you better let me take care of it.”

I sat down and she leaned down and slid her lips over the head of my cock and bobbed up and down a couple of seconds and then looked up at me. “There, you were inside me. Satisfied now?”

I grabbed her hand, pulled her over and down onto the couch. I lay down with her in front of me and pulled her one leg up a bit. “No,” I said, “I’m not satisfied. I need something more.”

She said, “How about this?” and reached between her legs to grasp my cock and bring it to the entrance to paradise and I pushed gently. I guess she needed it as much as I did because, as the head of my cock popped inside her hot hole, she pushed back driving my cock halfway in. I pulled back a bit and thrust again, bottoming out in her pussy as she wiggled her ass against me, stirring my cock around inside her depths.

I kissed her neck and ear and said, “You ready to finish your story?”

“Not now,” she panted, “Fuck me first. Story later.” I didn’t have much to say about it as she started moving back and forth causing me to slide in and out of her wet little hole.

Listening to her talking about sucking a guy and being eaten out had me really horny and I didn’t last too long. Just a few minutes later I pulled back on her hips, thrust myself deep into her pussy, and started squirting my cum into her. For several very long seconds we strained against each other with me jerking my hips and finishing my climax. She turned her head so we could kiss and finally pulled back from me to say, “Thank you. I needed that, I was making myself horny all over again.”

“You and me both,” I said. “Now, you’re on the beach, doing 69, and getting close to your climax.”

“Oh, yeah, well, a couple of minutes of him eating me out and finger-fucking me and I had a really wild climax.” She paused to giggle, “I was so into it I started to grit my teeth and then remembered that his dick was in the way. I pulled back to say something, and he started cumming. I got a big shot of it on my chin and then pulled it back into my mouth and started sucking like crazy as he finished. I ended up with a mouthful of cum and, without even thinking, I swallowed it. I remember thinking that I really liked the taste and feel of it as it slipped down my throat. Maybe that’s why I like giving blowjobs so much.”

“How about the fact that you’re so good at them? Does that mean you’ve had a lot of practice?”

She kissed me again and then said, “You’ll have to wait to hear that story.”