14 years ago I posted a couple of stories from my first sexual experience, which…
Prelude to a summer-long threesome
One of Julie’s old schedule books had a day circled on it with an “all right John!” entry for that day. I asked Julie about it and she told me about an affair she’d had with this guy John the previous year giving lots of erotic details. I was so turned on we fucked ourselves wildly right then and there! When she said things like “I told him I wanted to suck his cock until he came” I was driven wild with excitement. I loved hearing about her going to her bare knees with her panties and hose still wrapped around one ankle, sucking John’s thick veiny cock till he came; the part about some of his semen running down her chin and dripping on her sweater was fantastic too. I’d never had a woman talk like this and thought it was fucking great!
Several times over the next month I begged for her to tell me more stories of her past lovers which she did with pleasure because I’d always eat her pussy and fuck like crazy during and after her hot talk. Her descriptions were so vivid it was like watching and I told her I thought I would like to watch her having sex with some other guy. She thought she might like that too. When I suggested during sex that I was going to call this John guy up she would buck and pant and cum like wildfire.
One day I finally DID call John, at his office, and told him Julie would like to hear from him; he asked for her number and I gave it to him. After the call I walked around with a huge erection that wouldn’t quit; I didn’t know what would happen next. Julie called from work a few minutes later with an angry and startled question, “What did you tell John?” When I told her I merely suggested she’d like to hear from him she said “okay” and hung up. A while later Julie called from work saying she’d be home late, her boss had some extra work for her. I was so horny after hearing this my pants bulged all day, I swallowed hard and panted around a lot, trying not to stroke myself too much.
Julie got home late that evening, I remember because it was during the summer all-star game: she rushed around taking a shower, getting in some tight blue jeans and sexy cowboy boots. As I followed her around ignoring the baseball game, she told me John had called her back after she called me and suggested they have lunch together so she said “lets make it dinner:” tonight was the night!
She was going out with an old flame; but I think I was at least as excited as she was. They left on his bike but had to duck into a car wash as a summer shower started up; they got off the bike in the dark stall and Julie said John right away took out his hard cock and put it in her hands. I guess they rubbed and stroked and kissed each other there until the rain quit, then headed for a more secluded spot; but the rain started again so they stopped under a freeway viaduct where John got off his bike, leaned against a wall and
Julie knew just what to do. She dropped to her knees and John’s cock was already out so she started a blow job right then. Julie told me later she loved tasting his Mexican-American cock again after so long, and feeling the thickly veined shaft with her lips and tongue. She rubbed her knees into the sandy gravel thinking “Ward will like this.”
Julie was giving me a “replay” of all that had happened after he dropped her off at home. We had hugged and kissed and jumped in bed so she was telling me this stuff in the dark and it drove me wild! I kissed her and fucked her every way I could; her mouth tasted like latex and I found out later that they had ran to the other side of the freeway where he pulled her pants off, laid her down on his leather jacket, and fucked her with a condom on, the latex I tasted was from the times she sucked his cock between the strokes he did into her wet and warm pussy.