My First Time

She shook her head and glanced down at my wedding ring. "You're married I see."

"Yes...but," I replied.
"But?" she smiled.
"I've.......I've never done it with a girl" I blurted out.
"Want to come back to my place for a drink?" She asked.
I wanted to leap at the invitation but I couldn't go. Dave would be expecting me and although I could ring him and make an excuse I didn't want to arouse suspicion. I explained the situation to her. "You can get out alone to go the Christmas sales can you?" she asked.

I nodded. "Yes day after boxing day," I replied gleefully.
Jen wrote down her address and telephone number and gave me directions. We chatted for a few more minutes during which I found out that she lived alone and was a nineteen year old law student and had a girlfriend. I went home that evening walking on air!

I stepped out of the car that afternoon knowing that I had no alternative but to go ahead with it. If I turned back now that would be it and I would probably spend the rest of my life regretting it. I did not want to get to fifty and start looking back on opportunities I had missed and things unfulfilled. Jen greeted me at the door with a smile and a kiss and we sat down with a glass of wine. I sat nervously on the settee looking around the room not knowing what to say or where to start but Jen took control of the situation and when the conversation dried up she reached forward and took me by the hand to her bedroom.

Nervously I stood by the edge of the bed as she took the glass out of my hand put it down on the bedside cabinet. Then she kissed me on the lips. It was strange being kissed passionately by a woman. Soft lips against mine and a tongue pushing forward. I found myself resting my hands on her hips, responding to her, as she tasted me. Then her hands brushed over my breasts as she reached for the edge of my camisole top. I felt her fingers gripping the bottom and I automatically raised my arms as she began to lift it upwards. My mind went momentarily back to my first boyfriend and the moment when he first undressed me. I remember standing there and letting his experienced hands undress me. Taking off garment by garment until I was completely naked. It felt the same with Jen.

As she knelt down after removing my bra and tossing it onto the chair she looked up into my eyes as she reached for the belt of my skirt. I felt embarrassed. As my skirt hit the floor she reached for the waistband of my red thong and looked me in the eyes again. I could see the lust and the hunger in her eyes. I had often seen that look in a man's eyes but it was strange and yet compelling seeing it in a woman. She tugged them down slowly almost as if she was savouring each moment of revealed flesh and as she fully exposed my pussy I heard a gasp escape from her lips. She pulled them down to my ankles keeping her eyes focused on my mound and even as I lifted each foot in turn to have them removed, she still kept staring lustfully.

Lifting her gaze to my eyes she edged forward and, resting her hands on my thighs, she kissed my mound. One soft kiss on my naked lips followed another then another. I rested my hands on her shoulders as she showered me with kisses before running her tongue down my slit. I felt my knees wobble and I let out a load groan as she entered me. I had had many a male tongue inside me but this was something else. I came almost instantly and I found myself moaning loudly as she forced her tongue deeper and deeper inside me. When she pulled away I looked down and saw her cheeks covered with my juices. "You're gagging for it aren't you?" she said as she started to guide me back on the bed.

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