Margo’s Own Story 2 – Carlo by Margossecret

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I glossed over Carlo’s role in my life in episode 1, so let’s step back a few weeks. The first time I went out with Carlo, he picked me up and we went to a movie. A couple years ahead of me, Carlo was already in college, a foreign student from Ecuador. After the movie he drove us to the local lovers’ lane – actually a spot behind an old decrepit barn. There were already 3 other cars parked not to close together there. It was a cool evening and their windows were already fogging up.

We started kissing and, of course, I let him fondle my breasts. I wasn’t sure how much he knew about my willingness to do other things, but he put his hand on my leg and I allowed him to reach up under my skirt and rub my thigh at the edge of my panties. That’s when I turned slightly and put my hand over the bulge in his pants. His breathing quickened as I rubbed him vigorously there. He, of course, took that as permission to play with my pussy, first on the outside of my panties and then through the leg opening.

After a few moments of moaning and heavy breathing he suggested, “Let’s get in the back,” which we did. I don’t know why but I looked at the other cars to see if anyone saw us open the doors and change seats. Carlo quickly took off my top and undid my bra. I was a 34B back then but he didn’t seem to mind my petite boobs. In fact, he started by kissing my ears and then my neck – a kiss on the neck fires everything up in me all the way down to my love organs – and then the tops of my breasts. Oh my!!!

As he started to suck on my nipples, he pushed up my skirt and pulled off my panties. He took a moment to gaze and play there for a while, it felt so good, but I decided I’d better warn him, “I, I, I’m still a virgin.”

“We can sure fix that tonight. Nobody’s a virgin anymore,” he said.

“No, No, I want it to be someone special.”

“So you’re not going to let me fuck you tonight?”

“We can do other things,” I said and proceeded to unzip his fly. His cock had stayed hard despite his disappointment, and I immediately pulled it out and started rubbing it. I guess he was suitably amazed when I bent down and kissed it.

As I took Carlo’s cock in my mouth, he managed to reach down to my pussy and press his fingers between my lips. My mouth slid over his shaft and he started pumping it in and out. My climax came first with his finger inside me as far as the awkward arrangement of the back seat would allow.

As his moans became more spasmodic, he warned me, “I’m gonna cum!” I’m sure he expected me to take my mouth away, but I didn’t. Soon, jet after jet of his juices were filling my mouth. I could barely keep up swallowing everything. Even when that all was spent he was still hard and I kept bobbing over his cock ‘til it went soft.

“Some virgin,” he exclaimed. I guess I’ll never forget that remark. “At least you can let me eat you,” he asked. What girl could refuse that, especially given my excited state.

Carlo knelt down behind the front seat and I arranged myself with one knee by each of his shoulders. He started by licking my thighs. Then his tongue probed the crack between my leg and my pussy lips while his finger tickled my clit. He took forever just licking my lips while his fingers twiddled my nipples. I was already having spasms when his tongue found its way to my clit and sent me screaming. Finally, he pushed his face deep into my sex and I felt his tongue lapping the inside of my vagina. “Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god,” as wave after wave of orgasm shook my body.

We managed to get ourselves back together. I slipped my panties back on and he helped me with my bra. We sat in the back seat kissing and cuddling – he even caressed my chest again. Then my curiosity got the best of me.

“Was your first time really special?” I expected him to say no, a girl just let him do it.

“Ha, ha! My father took me to the village prostitute. He must have paid a lot, cause she spent the whole afternoon with me.” I was a little shocked to hear this but I couldn’t help giggling.

“She taught me everything. After we kissed for a while on the sofa, she put my hands on her breasts. ‘Rub me there; girls really like that.’ Then she put my hand on her bare knee. ‘Go ahead reach up under there.’ I don’t think I realized ‘til then that girls get wet down there, but her panties were cool to the touch and when she had me reach inside I learned how wet and slippery everything gets.“

I giggled again.

“Then she said ‘Kiss me and unzip my dress.’ So I kissed her and reached around behind and managed to unzip the dress. ‘Now my bra,’ she said. Ha, ha.”

I couldn’t help but chime in, “Well you learned that lesson well, hehe. And what’s this?” Telling the story was getting him aroused again. I started gently rubbing him through his pants. “Go on, hehe.”

“Well, believe me it was a struggle. She was a big girl and her bra was holding up a lot of weight,” he chuckled. ‘Push the ends together,” she said a couple times. Finally, everything collapsed and she had me finish getting her naked. She opened her legs and let me look at her pussy.”

“ ‘Well you better get undressed, too, if you want anything to happen,’ she said and I did.”

I was still rubbing him. “Go on. Go on,” I giggled.

“She led me back to the bedroom. I remember that the sheets were already pulled down. She laid back on the bed. Her tits fell off to each side and her big tummy flattened out. Her knees were raised and her legs were apart and I stared at her pussy again. She said, ‘Climb on top of me,’ and she held my cock at just the right place. ‘Fuck me,’ she said, using English for the first time. In it went, and she started moaning. I was moaning, too, it felt so amazing, and I didn’t have to jerk off to make myself cum. That mixture of pain and pleasure as I felt my juices pump out deep inside her body.”

“But that wasn’t all. She gave me oral sex until I got hard again and let me fuck her again.”

“Was she better than me, hehe?” I asked as I unzipped him and reached inside. He didn’t answer, but continued after taking a few deep breaths.

“She said that girls like being eaten too. ‘Oh no,’ I thought. ‘But wait,’ she said, and she disappeared into the bathroom. I heard water running.”

“She came out with a towel around her and sat on the edge of the bed. ‘I needed to clean up a bit for you.’ I guess she washed out all my cum.“

“She lifted up one foot and said, ‘Kiss my toes.’ I obeyed, then, ‘Kiss my ankle. … Kiss my leg. … Kiss my thighs inside.” My face was so close to her pussy, and there was this aroma, and suddenly it didn’t bother me when she said, ‘Kiss my pussy.’ “

“While I was doing that she said, ‘Girls like to be finger fucked. Put a couple of fingers in there.’ I was amazed what that felt like, too.“

“ ‘Now lick me between. … Right there. … Yes, yes that’s right.’ She moaned, which kinda surprised me. ‘Put your tongue in.’ This was amazing and she really liked that!”

“ ‘Oh god fuck me fuck me,’ she said again.

“We did a bunch of other things that afternoon. She even let me cum in her mouth and fuck her rear! Would you like me to do that? Ha, ha,” he asked me.

Well I didn’t want to try that, but Carlo couldn’t help but moan as I took his cock in my mouth. By then he was rubbing me between my legs as I got more vigorous with his cock. Then, I pulled away. “Carlo, that story was so exciting.”

And then out of the blue, “Oh, Carlo. I want it to be you!” I was already pretty far gone from his handwork.

“What? … Oh! … Now? … Really?”

“Oh, Carlo.”

We got undressed again and he slipped on a condom. When we got in position, he pushed himself inside me a little bit and then more and more. Suddenly it hurt! A lot! Carol had told me it hardly hurt at all, but for me it was apparently different. I started crying. Carlo took pity on me and didn’t finish. “I’m so sorry,” he said, and I said the same thing too.

So we got dressed yet again, cleaned up the spot on the seat and drove off. The other cars had already left.

By the next night, I thought I was feeling better. And you know what? It was almost my period. I thought it would be ok if we took a chance. When we got to lovers’ lane, I told Carlo what I was thinking. As things progressed, it turned out I was still sore but I was enjoying his entry into my body a lot more. Soon his seed erupted inside me. As we drove off, I had a big smile on my face.

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