The ILTFBM Club (first time, true)
Posted: Sat May 03, 2008 4:40 pm
There's nothing hotter to me than a true first time hotwife story.
A good one is like gold and I've read a few on this forum. Now
it occurs to me that I should return the favor by sharing a true
story that I know very well. Fair warning: it builds slowly...
The ILTFBM Club - Part 1
Kerry was my first real girlfriend. When we met in college I had
fooled around with a couple of other girls and technically I wasn't
a virgin, but I had much to learn, and Kerry was a willing and
able teacher. It didn't hurt that she was hot as hell, with a
cute face, a tight little body, milky white 34bs, and a voice that
often made people suggest she become a phone sex operator. She
was the first woman I ever saw have an orgams - she would ask me
to fuck her doggy style while she rubbed her clit. Watching her
cum, with her face smashed into the pillow in ecstacy, eyes closed,
drool coming out of her mouth...while I held on to her tight ass
sliding my cock in and out of her...it was a dream come true -
the high point of my young life.
Kerry was too embarassed to tell me exactly how many lovers she'd
had before me, but she admitted it was more than 20, including
one guy who was twice her age. For some reason her stories
about other guys didn't seem to bother me, in fact they just
turned me on, and we incorporated them into our sex life early
on while we were dating. I would ask her all kinds of questions
about her hottest experiences, biggest cocks, etc. I was actually
a bit surprised that she had fond memories of larger cocks than
mine, just because her pussy was so tight. I would hurt her going
in unless I really took my time to warm her up with a finger first.
Still, whenever I would joke to her that she said "size doesn't
matter", she would get a sly grin on her face and replay "I NEVER
SAID that!"
Kerry was also the first woman to tell me she loved me, and I
didn't know how to respond so I basically didn't. Of course
she was hurt and disappointed and a couple of weeks later when
I called her one evening she said she couldn't talk because
she had a guest coming over and "they're almost here." I was
confused at her choice of pronouns and deduced that her guest
was a man, and that she was avoiding telling me that. When I
finally got a hold of her the next day, she told me she wanted
to break up. Shocked that a woman who loved me would dump me,
I pressed her for the reason. She confirmed my fears - her
guest had indeed been a man. A man who had taken her out that
night on a first date, and then "seduced" her. Angry, and
sensing she was laying the blame on him instead of accepting
responsibility, I pressed the issue - "you mean he FUCKED you?".
"Yes", she admitted, "but he seduced me...I didn't cum." I
wouldn't let her off the hook - "but you LET him fuck you,
didn't you?" Again she got quiet and admitted I was right.
I guess a lot of guys would have let the relationship go right
there, but I pushed to patch things up. I told her I did love
her after all and wanted her back. In the next weeks she was
impressed that I almost never brought up the subject of her
betrayal, the exception being when we were in bed. I was
surprised by it, but for some reason the thought of her being so
purely sexual in fucking a man behind my back on a first date
was a huge turn on to me. When I had my fingers in her panties
I asked her to tell me again about the night she fucked him -
how they did it, etc. She emphasized once again that she hadn't
cum, as if that made it less of a betrayal. Stroking her clit
I got her to admit that she enjoyed the sex with him anyway,
and she WISHED she had cum with him. She also admitted that
it was difficult for her to cut things off with him after she
agreed to come back to me. He had been calling her and she was
feeling attracted to him.
As far as I know she never saw him again after that one time,
but the groundwork was laid for a new dynamic in our sex life,
one that would slowly grow over time.
Continued in part 2...
A good one is like gold and I've read a few on this forum. Now
it occurs to me that I should return the favor by sharing a true
story that I know very well. Fair warning: it builds slowly...
The ILTFBM Club - Part 1
Kerry was my first real girlfriend. When we met in college I had
fooled around with a couple of other girls and technically I wasn't
a virgin, but I had much to learn, and Kerry was a willing and
able teacher. It didn't hurt that she was hot as hell, with a
cute face, a tight little body, milky white 34bs, and a voice that
often made people suggest she become a phone sex operator. She
was the first woman I ever saw have an orgams - she would ask me
to fuck her doggy style while she rubbed her clit. Watching her
cum, with her face smashed into the pillow in ecstacy, eyes closed,
drool coming out of her mouth...while I held on to her tight ass
sliding my cock in and out of her...it was a dream come true -
the high point of my young life.
Kerry was too embarassed to tell me exactly how many lovers she'd
had before me, but she admitted it was more than 20, including
one guy who was twice her age. For some reason her stories
about other guys didn't seem to bother me, in fact they just
turned me on, and we incorporated them into our sex life early
on while we were dating. I would ask her all kinds of questions
about her hottest experiences, biggest cocks, etc. I was actually
a bit surprised that she had fond memories of larger cocks than
mine, just because her pussy was so tight. I would hurt her going
in unless I really took my time to warm her up with a finger first.
Still, whenever I would joke to her that she said "size doesn't
matter", she would get a sly grin on her face and replay "I NEVER
SAID that!"
Kerry was also the first woman to tell me she loved me, and I
didn't know how to respond so I basically didn't. Of course
she was hurt and disappointed and a couple of weeks later when
I called her one evening she said she couldn't talk because
she had a guest coming over and "they're almost here." I was
confused at her choice of pronouns and deduced that her guest
was a man, and that she was avoiding telling me that. When I
finally got a hold of her the next day, she told me she wanted
to break up. Shocked that a woman who loved me would dump me,
I pressed her for the reason. She confirmed my fears - her
guest had indeed been a man. A man who had taken her out that
night on a first date, and then "seduced" her. Angry, and
sensing she was laying the blame on him instead of accepting
responsibility, I pressed the issue - "you mean he FUCKED you?".
"Yes", she admitted, "but he seduced me...I didn't cum." I
wouldn't let her off the hook - "but you LET him fuck you,
didn't you?" Again she got quiet and admitted I was right.
I guess a lot of guys would have let the relationship go right
there, but I pushed to patch things up. I told her I did love
her after all and wanted her back. In the next weeks she was
impressed that I almost never brought up the subject of her
betrayal, the exception being when we were in bed. I was
surprised by it, but for some reason the thought of her being so
purely sexual in fucking a man behind my back on a first date
was a huge turn on to me. When I had my fingers in her panties
I asked her to tell me again about the night she fucked him -
how they did it, etc. She emphasized once again that she hadn't
cum, as if that made it less of a betrayal. Stroking her clit
I got her to admit that she enjoyed the sex with him anyway,
and she WISHED she had cum with him. She also admitted that
it was difficult for her to cut things off with him after she
agreed to come back to me. He had been calling her and she was
feeling attracted to him.
As far as I know she never saw him again after that one time,
but the groundwork was laid for a new dynamic in our sex life,
one that would slowly grow over time.
Continued in part 2...