“I’ll just climb over”, he says, turning slightly to Betty Jean as he lifts his foot up onto the railing. As he makes that moves, it pulls the towel apart where he had tucked it in and the towel starts to fall. Betty Jean reaches out to grab the towel. In her mind she’ll always claim she was reaching for the towel, But as it falls, her hand wraps around his erect cock. The towel hangs on her lower arm for a moment and then drops onto the balcony. He’s standing there completely naked and she’s grasping his cock. He puts his arms around her and moves closer to kiss her. As he does, on purpose or by accident nobody will ever know, his hands push open the tuck of her towel and it falls, also catching on her lower arm for a moment before falling onto the balcony.
He’s naked and she’s holding his cock. She’s naked and he’s kissing her. She never lets go of his cock but starts backing into her bedroom. She’ll later claim it was to get out of the sight of anyone that might happen to look their way. But she continues to slowly back up, pulling him by his cock while he continues to kiss her. She’s trying to kiss back. It’s only a few feet and her legs back up against her bed. She lifts a leg and kneels on the bed and slides back onto it slightly, pulling him after her by his erect cock. She starts leaning back and he leans forward. She ends up on her back, her legs spread and him over her in between her legs. She pulls his cock towards her vagina. He’s still kissing her. Holding a real, erect cock is the sexiest thing that’s ever happened to her. She can feel herself getting wetter down there and would like to finger herself but instead just keeps holding the cock as she pulls him onto her.
She brings the head of his cock to her labia and holds it there. “Please” she says, interrupting his kiss. He pushes his hips forward and she feels the head of his cock pushing open her labia and moving a fraction into her. She finally releases his cock and moves that hand around and onto his butt. With both hands now on him she pulls him into her more. She can feel every movement. He’s slowly into her more and more.
Dale never felt anything like this before. She is so tight it hurts to force his way into her. It feels as if his foreskin is getting pulled back so hard it will rip off.
“You’re so tight,” he says, “is this hurting you?”
In fact it is hurting a little. But she wants it so much. “Just do it,” she says.
He pushes further into her and runs into a blockage. “Is this o.k?” he asks, “I don’t want to hurt you.”
She pushes with her hips as she says, “Go ahead, do it.”
She has an enormous pain, It’s like her insides just got ripped open. In fact, to a small extent, they did. She makes a small animal noise, partly a groan and partly a minor scream, and then she feels him filling her up. There’s no other way to describe it. There’s just a lot of something there that has never been there before and it doesn’t feel bad at all. Less than two minutes ago she was close to a self-induced orgasm. In those brief minutes she’s seen her first true, live erect penis and has also held it and now it’s in her. She’s being aroused in all kinds of ways she’s never been before and the pain of this big thing forcing its way into her actually adds to the arousal. instead of driving it away. For some moments she just lays there, her senses being filled while Dale hesitates, enjoying the warm tightness gripping his cock. Then he pulls back a little.
As she feels movement within her, Betty Jean starts rising towards orgasm. Almost involuntarily she pushes her hips up to keep him inside her. Then he pushes back in and she feels every movement and explodes. Her first real sex and she’s in full orgasm within seconds. Her vagina contracts and grabs the penis even tighter. Dale pulls back again and then shoves forward. The contractions are something he’s never felt before and he realizes he isn’t going to last long. So he pushes in as hard as he can and holds it as he feels the sperm shooting up from his insides into her.
The first fuck of Betty Jean’s life lasts a half minute at best.
Dale looks at her and kisses her. “I’m sorry,” he says, “I’ve never felt like this before. I should have lasted a lot longer.”
Betty Jean is ecstatic. This was better than she’d ever imagined. She could still feel him inside her. She could also feel fluid leaking out and onto her leg. She smiles back. “I loved it. I came right away, too. Maybe next time we’ll last longer.”
Even as she spoke, she realized she wanted more. She wanted this to happen much more. She wanted everything to happen that she’d seen in the video years before. She put her legs up around him and over his back, trying to pull him even further into her and lifted her head slightly to kiss him. They held the kiss and when they finally break, he kissed her forehead and cheek and slowly started pulling his now much softer penis out. As he left her she could feel a gush of fluid leaving her. He lifted off her and moved to the side. She bent her legs back and rolled away slightly.
“I’m really leaking, making a mess. I don’t want to stop but I think I better clean up some right now.”
As she started to sit up she looked back at a messy smear on her bedspread. She must have rolled in it some. She knew she had to wash herself off. Dale then looked and saw the same smeary mess.
“”That’s blood in with the rest,” he said. “Are you all right?”
Betty smiled and leaned over to kiss him again, holding her body up and off the liquid. “I’m fine. I loved this. It was just my first. I won’t be as messy next time.”
“First?” Dale exclaimed. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to . . . uhf I mean . well, . . I loved it too.”
Betty headed into the bathroom quickly, trying to not leak more while moving although she could feel some on her leg. Dale sat up as she left and asked, “Can I do something to help?”
Out of the bathroom, Betty answered, “Pick up the towels on the balcony before they blow away, please.” She then sat on the toilet and wiped herself with tissue. She also realized that she’d never faced this problem before and that she had to do a little more. She flushed the toilet and moved to the sink where she wet a wash cloth and began wiping herself. She spread her legs, lifting one foot up onto the toilet seat as Dale came into the room. He stopped and watched as she washed her upper legs and her pubic area, trying to reach up inside herself and get as clean as possible.
“Boy, that’s sexy,” he said, grinning. Betty Jean realized that she should be very embarrassed to be in this position, naked in front of a naked man, exposing her private parts, but instead was actually very pleased with it all. She looked at him and smiled, gave a careful look at his penis and scrotum.
“You probably need to be cleaned some, too,” she said, straightening up. She rinsed the wash cloth under the hot water. “Come over here.”
Dale came to her. She got him close up to he sink so his testicles were touching on the rim. She then dropped the wash cloth and used her hands to get water onto his penis. She washed it with her fingers and palm, feeling it and stretching it a little. She then re-wet her hands and cupped his testicles and felt them. This was m ore than anything she’d ever fantasized before, this feeling and essentially playing with a man. She could feel his penis growing some as she handled it. She then took one of the towels he was holding and used it to dry herself off, lifting her leg again to get up into her genitals. She then used the same towel on Dale, drying his penis and testicles and feeling them even more in the process.
She then dropped the towel, stepped against him and leaned her face up as she put her arms around him. He responded by putting his arms around her and kissing her. They each could feel the other’s body pressing into each other. As she pulled her head back a little, shoving her hips into him more in the process, she said, “Let’s get back onto the bed.”
As they went back into the bedroom, holding hands, she grabbed the bed spread and pulled it hard, off the bed. “That’s a mess on there,” Dale said.
“It’ll wash out,” Betty answered as she climbed onto the bed, pulling the top sheet back. Dale followed her onto the bed. She leaned onto him until he was on his back and she kissed him. “I’ve never felt like this before,” she says, leaning over him. She runs her hand across his chest then slowly a little lower onto his abdomen as they continue to kiss. She moves her hand a little more to wrap her fingers around his penis. She can feel it’s noticeably larger and firmer than it was minute or so earlier. “I’ve thought about sex a lot,” she says as he moves her head down onto his chest to kiss him. “I think I’ve obsessed about penises.” She kisses a little lower onto his abdomen. “I’ve wanted to hold one and kiss it and taste it for a long time.” With that she sticks her tongue out and licks up the side of his penis which is now close to full erection.
Holding his penis she crawls around, getting further down and in between his legs. She puts her one hand under his testicles, moving them slightly as she feels them. At the same time she gets her mouth over the head of his cock and starts licking it. She puts her fingers around the base of his penis, although it’s thick enough that her fingers don’t meet. She starts almost humming as she licks and sucks on the head of his cock. Her fingers grip the base tightly and move up and down a few inches. Her other hand continues feeling his testicles. She flicks her eyes up to look up towards his face. She lifts her mouth free just long enough to say, “This is delicious, better than anything I’ve ever imagined.” and then quickly engulfed his cock with her mouth again.
Even as she held and sucked on him, Betty Jean was wondering to herself how this all happened. She loved what she was doing and was going to get the most out of it all while she could. But she realized this was something not in keeping with her life in the past at all. Her dreams were coming true. She kept her tongue busy within her mouth on this lovely cock. She gripped it with her lips as she sucked, raising her head in an attempt to suck every bit of taste out of it. Then back down and then up again and again. Her jaws actually were starting to ache. It was much larger than she’d imagined and she had hr mouth open wide to accommodate it. Then she could feel it actually growing even more, swelling and getting even stiffer. She was so interested that she barely heard Dale’s voice say, “I’m going to . . .” just as a warm, viscous mass spewed into her mouth. Out of self defense, she swallowed and then more came. She didn’t want to stop tasting this cock. Perhaps all in a split second she realized it was sperm and that she liked sucking on him so she just swallowed again. There was a taste but it wasn’t much. Slightly salty perhaps, maybe a tinge of bouillon or something. She kept feeling him, tasting him, Then it stopped spewing. What do I do now? Do I continue? Can I? She looks up at him and lifts her mouth free for a moment. “What now?” she asks.
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