Anal First

My name is Stavroula and I moved to Germany from Greece when I was sixteen years old. From a village in Greece to a city in Germany the two countries had very different cultures.

Greece wasn't as advanced in sexual education and human rights culture as Germany was. For my parents sex was something they did inside the marriage to make offspring. Sex magazines, porn movies and free dating that you could find in Germany scared my parents.

On the other hand I, as a young woman, I wanted to rebel. What was bad for my parents was interesting for me. I wanted to see more of that great country and meet the people who my parents told me that were "different than us".

The sexual freedom movement and women rights was very popular in Germany and I took notice. I learned that women had the right to sexual pleasure just for the fun of it. Just like men.

I met my first lover in my work place. He took notice of me since I was the only pretty young woman in there. He was good-looking, tall, lean and athletic with long hair and blue eyes. The first few times he passed by me and we exchanged looks. One day he passed me a note.

That was no good though. Four years in Germany and I could speak German somewhat but I couldn't write and my reading was very poor. The note as I learned later was where to meet him. Thankfully Tomas didn't gave up after I stood him up. He waited for me on my way home and we began flirting.

He made me feel special and I like the idea of having a boyfriend. I knew that as a man at his age he was trying to sweet-talk me to his bed. We kissed when we had some privacy and he was constantly trying to get his hands under my clothes. Depending from the publicity of the place I let him find what he was looking for. I really enjoyed it as well. Having his hands rubbing my nipples or my cunt made me so wet.

I went to his place after he promised that we would only make out. We lay on the bed and started kissing. He pulled my panties under my skirt trying to take them off. I told him that I wouldn't lose my virginity so easily.

Tomas told me that there was other ways for everyone to have fun. He pulled a pack of porn magazines from under his bed and started showing me.

Tomas suggested that I should start sucking cock. He assured me that women did that and showed me images. The female porn stars in the magazines were smiling with silky strands of semen hanging from their mouths.

I didn't do it on my first visit at his place but at the second I sat on the age of bed and sucked his dick the best I could. He looked like he had lost his mind and finally had a huge orgasm blowing his load on my face and neck.

Oral was very convenient for us. We could do it in a park, on his car or his place. Tomas offered to lick me in return but I refused. I thought that this might lead to something more.

Through porn magazines I learned about Anal. The idea of Tomas sticking it in my asshole was very radical but the trusty magazines was in-front of me to give evidence that women did that.

I explored this idea on my own. At nights I would caress the surface of my pussy and finger my butt-hole. It was a powerful combination and I liked the filling of penetration.

I allowed Tomas to finger my ass while I was massaging myself. One day he plunged his tongue in my cunt. Ass fingering and pussy licking gave me orgasms every time from then on. I felt that I was getting more than he was so I decided to let him have my butt-hole.

We met at his place. I lay with my back flat on an office. I was ready for it but worried knowing that his cock was a lot thicker than a finger. He had prepare though. He placed a condom on his penis and lots of lubricant. Both helped. Tomas with great patient pushed his cock inside me and filled my asshole. He stretched me but I felt nice. I felt like we were one. He fucked my ass slowly and then came on my belly.

Having a cock inside me changed everything. Hearing my parents talking about the value of virginity in a marriage seemed ridiculous. Technically I was virgin but I had sex and loved every minute of it.

Eventually my parents moved back to Greece. I didn't expect that. They went to attend a wedding and called back that they found work and that they would stay. The truth is that the didn't like it in Germany and they were willing to trade the bigger wages for their community. They asked me to go to Greece with them but I stayed. I was working in the factory and a cleaning company and made good money. They knew that I wouldn't find anything that pay that much in Greece so they didn't gave me any trouble.

The month that my parents moved out of Germany I didn't visit Tomas. I didn't see him in the factory either. Eventually I went by his house a few times but he never opened the door eventhough I rang the bell for a long time. Worried that something might happened to him I rang at the apartment of his landlady. Rosa came out and told me that Tomas found a job in a ship and he moved out.

He hadn't said anything to me about looking for a new job or moving out. That made me realize how superficial relationship I had with Tomas. On the bright side his apartment was free and Rosa agreed to rent it to me. I wanted to downsize from my parents home and Tomas apartment was cheap and full of good memories.

After my parents left from Germany I was completely alone. Before they left I thought that being alone would give me the freedom to explore. The reality was that I felt as if I had stepped in a quick sand of loneliness and every second that passed I went deeper and deeper. My parents, Tomas, even the few clerks that I knew in my old neighbourhood stores were gone since I moved.

Loneliness was not my only problem. I was dying of boredom. At the beginning, work kept me motivated but since I wasn't doing anything with my money or free time, that lost its edge. I started to sleep a lot. Everywhere I could, in the bus, in my home but that made me more bored.

Only two months alone and I was thinking of packing my stuff and moving to Greece. Then Rosa, my landlady, invited me to her house. She wanted to get to know me better. I asked to rent the apartment before she put an advertisement out and she agreed without much thought.

I didn't knew much about Rosa either. I thought that she was a rich and uptight woman but she surprised me. She was very friendly and I opened myself to her. I told her my love life with Tomas and how much I missed it. She told me about her boyfriend and we spoke for hours. I finally connected with someone.

After a week Rosa asked me to clear my calendar for the approaching Christmas day. She wanted me to join her to a friend's house. Her boyfriend was working and she didn't want to go alone. I was so glad that I wouldn't spend Christmas alone. I didn't ask where, who or how. I bought a new set of clothes I did my hair and just couldn't wait.

The man that we would pass Christmas with was Carl. He worked in the border police with Axel who was Rosa's boyfriend. He had a house near forest and we drove for two hours to get there.

When I met him he impressed me with his polite and respectful behaviour. Border police had a reputations of people with very strict and aggressive approach. He was funny and accessible. That wasn't the only thing I liked about him. He was in his late thirties like Rosa, tall and well build. I felt that he was a man, strong and mature in his thinking just like my father. That was a combination I loved.

He was joking with me as we cooked together with Rosa. I felt welcomed with them as if they tried to make me happy.

After lunch Rosa sat in the living room and watched TV and Carl offered to saw me around the house. It was a lot bigger than I thought. It had a huge wine cellar that he built himself.

"I have a few wines from Greece, but not as much I would like. I know there some great flavours there," he said and paused.

I felt that he either expected me to know about wines or somehow we were talking about me and not wines.

His hand slipped inside my palm and squeezed gently. He drew me closer and although he didn't hugged me my chest touched his.

"Rosa told me that you are lonely. I am divorced and If you didn't come here I would spent the holidays alone," he said and lowered his head until his lips met mine.

"Loneliness sucks!" I told him and we kissed.

His free hand came behind me and rested on my butt fondling me. A romantic kiss and a nasty grabbing was a combination I couldn't resist. I responded to his kiss and our tongues explored each others mouth.

"Stavroula! Carl! where are you?"

We broke our kiss and without saying anything we checked each other to see that we were presentable before heading upstairs to meet Rosa.

"I called Axel at work and he will be at home tonight after all," she said and continued, "I will go back to meet him."

"Stavroula are you coming or staying? Since you don't have a way back you might as well."

"I will stay...," I told her blushing.

When I saw her nodding her head in agreement it was obvious to me that she had set it up for me and Carl to hook up. As I found out later she had even prepare a bag for me so I could spend more than a day away from home.

We helped Rosa pack some food to take back to Axel and waved goodbye at her from in front of the house.

When she left we got in the house and I excused myself to the bathroom.

I got out and found him in the kitchen cleaning leftovers from the plates. When he heard me coming in the room he washed his hands and turned and look at me. Rosa had cut us in the middle of making out and now that we were alone I knew that we both wanted to continue from were we left off.

"Pull up your skirt! I want to see that brunette pussy of yours," he told me resting on the sing with his hands on his side and a visible erection pushing on his trousers.

He moaned in approval as I lifted my skirt and he saw my pink panties.

"Now pull them down!" he told me full of excitement.

I was embarrased to strip in front of a man I met a few hours before. At the same time I felt like a heroine in the stories in Tomas porn magazines. Women that discovered sex in the hand of older experienced men. I always enjoyed those stories.

I pulled my panties down to my knees and took a few steps back. The kitchen table was between us and since I am short I was afraid that he wasn't going to see my pussy."

"I have never fucked a Greek pussy before!" he said rubbing his bulging cock under his trousers.

Hearing him talking about my pussy and fucking it made me so wet but my mind also went back to my parents warnings not to disgrace myself.

"I never had a penis inside me, I whispered."

"What?" he asked me.

"I am a virgin," I almost screamed this time.

"So?" he asked.

"Nothing, I mean do you mind if we do it from the other hole."

"The other hole? You mean anal?" he asked me leaving his mouth and eyes wide open at the end of his questions.

"Yes, if you are slow and careful I don't mind," I told him. I turned my back, spread my butt chicks and showed him my asshole.

"Its..., so tiny", Carl said as he run his finger on my hole.

"Don't worry, we'll use oil," I said and asked to mix some olive oil with water.

Carl was very excited with the idea, much more than Tomas was the first time we did it.

I lube the exterior and interior of my little hole and Carl lube his cock. I then rested on the table as he pushed his cock inside me.

I was very relaxed because Carl was very meticulous and easygoing with the process but I soon realized why his erection was so visible under his pants.

My asshole and anus were stretched as his cock impaled me millimetre by millimetre.

With my pussy pulsating with excitement I reached back. The thickness of the pole that filled me surprised me. I looked at him and I saw him jawed, looking at my ass as if his was seeing a miracle and breathing heavy.

As he was paying attention on my ass, with one hand I played with my pussy and with the other I opened his shirt and caressed his hairy chest and pulled on his thick golden chain.

I liked to read the ecstasy on his facial expressions. I could read it on his face that he was going to cum. Milliseconds later his hands squeezed me and his body tightened as he released his sperm deep inside me and he screamed as if celebrating a goal.

His cock softened and fell of my ass with some of his sperm following it outside. I turned to face him. I was blushing again not knowing what he thought of me. I was a virgin that was doing sex that was against nature and god. Something that porn-stars or prostitutes did.

"Did you liked it?" He asked me.

"You are bigger..., much bigger from what I am used, but I liked it. How about you, did you... liked it?" I asked him.

Carl was staring me with his big brown eyes and then pulled close to him so hard that he lift me from the ground and kissed me passionately. His hands were on my ass spreading and squeezing my cheeks. He was so excited about what happened that I was scared. I couldn't take more ass fucking especially with his horse sized cock.

I told him about it and he understood. He admitted that he never had sex like that before. Not just anal, in general. Up to that time he only had sex with his wife and he said that she was cold.

After meeting Carl I lost my virginity by him a few months later. Next year I was the wife he deserved.