First Time Experiences

Jean and Betty were there and their male friends plus a couple of other couples she did not know. Mary felt somewhat undressed without any underwear and her legs felt the coolness of the basement. The space between her legs also felt strange without panties.

Marty directed her to the table and offered her a drink, "drink up," he said.

She followed suit suspecting there was something else in it since he only swallowed a sip or two. The music began a sort of dance melody and Marty took her in his arms to dance. The others soon followed suit. They went on this way for close to an hour when Marty raised her arms up around his neck and began kissing her around her ears which made her tingle a bit. As he kissed her she was lost in the feeling of his caresses and the attention he was giving her.

Something began to feel strange. Marty stood back from the dancing and raised her arms over her head, then the pullover was rising up, and soon her breasts were uncovered. The motion kept going with the garment rising until it was stripped off over her hands. She had been concentrating on the removal of the pullover she did not feel the skirt being unbuttoned sliding down off her hips, past her thighs and finally to her feet. Someone raised her shoes up one at a time removing her shoes, socks, and skirt. Unwillingly she knew she had been stripped, was naked, and standing with her back exposed to everyone in the room. Marty turned her slowly so she faced the room allowing everyone to see entire naked body from head to toe. With closed eyes she was shocked to think those in the room could see every part of her. Her vagina was shaved, it had no hair covering it making slot completely open to view. She really felt naked, more so than at any other time except for at the card party. It was only during this time dating Marty felt so wanton.

She felt several hands other than Marty's roving over her body, easing into her sensitive places, stimulating her sensitive places and it scared her a bit. She was not used to having some stranger feeling her up and she turned looking for Marty. She was now stranding alone with the others circling her. Then one by one, all the women, including, even Jean and Betty, passed their hands all over her. She was not sure if she liked all this kind of attention. She would feel better if she had some clothes but retrieving any clothing now was impractical.

Once everyone was naked they all mingled together exploring each other's bodies. It surprised her when Jean and Betty in turn came up and kissed using their tongues in her mouth while feeling between her legs. She had not expected to be so responsive to such an encounter but in seconds each one had found her button and sent her up the curve towards a climax. Before Betty finished she pushed her into a chair, got down between her legs and placed the tongue inside to agitate her button. Immediately she forgot her concern it was a woman doing it too her and she went over the top with a force not usually achieved with male. This was a new experience and would probably be tired again if Betty or Jean were willing.

The evening went on this way until one o'clock in the morning. By then everyone was spent from all the sex. Languidly they dressed and headed back home. When Marty let her off she realized she had serious doubts about his sincerity for her. He was really only interested using her for sex. It was a disappointment but it had been exciting, entertaining and enlightening. It was too bad it was going to end this way between them but he said when he let her off at home he would return north and not return. She would be alone again. It was unsettling to have another romance end this way. She hoped it would be the last.

(First time Experiences)

Mary was restless. She was going out with Martine Petracca but he was late. He was a master's degree candidate at the local university and time did not always matter to him. They were scheduled for an early dinner, maybe a movie and return here to her mother's home late in the evening. It was too bad Marty always seemed to be late. I guess I should not be too choosey since I am six years older than Marty she thought. At twenty nine she was by common custom and "old maid", but she still had hopes and besides she still liked sex. That had been one of the problems working in the Washington D.C. area; too many men there were looking for a sweet innocent virgin. Mary had a couple of worthless romances and when she was forced to change offices in her Government job she decided to return home to North Carolina. He father died the year before her return and her mother complained that she needed someone to live with her. So, she had come home. That had been two years ago and here it was 1960. Presently cars had only a radio, heater, power steering and a bench seat. You could still cuddle up with each other in the front, no shifter or console to restrict movement as would come to be the vogue in a few years. You could also go to a drive-in theater, watch a movie or cuddle up and maybe have sex.

Since that time she did not have a real companion until she met Marty. She was feeling very lonely at the time since she had hoped to meet someone upon returning home. She realized she had a couple of physiological problems with men in that she was a bit demanding, discriminating, and opinionated but she felt someone would look beyond that. Also that she was five-foot six, a bit tall for a woman, did not help.

Then she met Marty in the insurance office where she worked. He was coming back for a semester as a graduate student and wanted some health coverage while in school. The city suburbs where she lived was the home of the state university. Many students wanted short term coverage while at school. When they returned home their parents insurance covered them.

Marty arrived twenty minutes late, but that was not unusual, he generally arrived late. Her mother was tolerant of him but showed she thought Mary could do better. However, she mostly kept her opinion to herself.

They spent an enjoyable evening together and on the way home, he had an older six year old 1954 car his parents had let him use while in school, he first suggested they park somewhere.

"I really do not think that is a good idea. Anyplace we choose would be too public or the police know of and come to disturb us." She knew what he was thinking, it had happened before. After an evening of dinner and a movie it was time for loving, or sex.

"Why do not we come back to my place? By time we get there mother will be in bed on the second floor and we can use the couch in the living room which would be more comfortable than making love in the car."

So they agreed to return home but as he drove he placed his hand on her leg inside her thigh and close to her crotch. Periodically he gave her a little squeeze. The presence of his hand softy rubbing stimulated her. As he drove there were a couple things he said that worried her a bit. Her sex making had been limited to mostly groping and masturbation. Nothing too far out and so far in the three sessions she had with Marty they had not gone beyond removing all their clothes and fingering each other.

Now he suggested something that reached beyond their present boundaries. "When we get home I would like to lick your sex but before I do so I want to shave you down there. Your hair would get into my mouth and that will be annoying."

"If you did that there would be nothing to cover me."

"What difference would that make, No one sees you there except when you are naked, we make love, and the few times your mother would when you shower."

"It would mean being uncovered and my slit would show all the time."

"I would like that."

"I know you would. You would like me naked all the time."

"One other thing Mary, since I am offering to do you orally I would like you to return the favor by taking my penis in your mouth until I come off."

"You mean you want me to swallow your come?"

"Something like that. It would seem more like having sex where I put myself inside you, unless you would prefer doing that?"

"That is too chancy. You do not want to use protection and I do not need to become pregnant or run the risk of being so."

"You know it would be more enjoyable doing what I propose. Let's wait until we get back to your place to decide."

On the rest of the ride back to her mother's Mary thought over what Marty had suggested. Having oral sex with him intrigued her but the shaving was disturbing and the oral part with him was disgusting. She had never contemplated doing sex that way and it seemed a bit extreme. She could not imagine what his penis would feel or taste like once in her mouth. What would she so with his come, swallow it? They had not used anything before and she was sure he did not mean to use anything now. She rode in silence thinking of what it would be like. No matter what she thought about how good it would feel to have his tongue inside her teasing her clitoris, the shaving part still worried her. She had never shaved herself before, even for physical exam. The more she thought about it the more her feelings became mixed. It would be nice to have someone do oral sex to her but the nakedness of her public area disturbed her.

When they returned Mary's mother was in bed upstairs. The house was an old converted farm house now surrounded by the more contemporary homes of the housing development that had grown up around it. They entered the house through the main doorway leading to a foyer. On the right was a doorway to the kitchen and small bathroom off the kitchen. Ahead was the stairway to the second floor and on the left was the entrance to the living room, or parlor, which was a large long rectangular room with a couch at the back wall, a fireplace in the far wall and various other chairs scattered around plus a TV located in the corner of the near wall.

Mary felt the need of a toilet and directed Marty to wait for her in the parlor and she headed through the kitchen to the bathroom. She sat on the toilet, her dress up, her panties on the floor, feeling the warm fluid flow out of her and thinking as she looked down at herself how dark and scrounge her pubic area looked with all its black hair some of which extended up onto her lower stomach. Her crotch was a not too enticing place and Marty had hinted he would do her orally if she let him shave her. It really made her consider his proposal to shave. Her mind wondered what it would feel like not to have any hair. Everything would be clean, the skin smooth and her vagina lips now partially concealed would be completely exposed. Exposing herself was what concerned her. Supposing someone besides Marty was to see her, what would they think? Putting that thought aside reached down, removed her shoes, panties and socks from around her feet, stood up and pulled her skirt down. She wore no slip but there was a bra and she thought of that for moment. Placing the rest of her clothes in the hamper she stood for second then unbuttoned her blouse and reaching around back unhooked her bra and dropped it into the hamper along with the rest of her clothes. She shrugged into her blouse and without any underwear she walked to the parlor and Marty. He would be gratified to find her without her underwear. It would be a nice surprise. The only thing she had not reconciled is would she take his penis in her mouth. That seemed a bit extreme.

She crossed the kitchen passed through the flyer and entered the parlor. Walking without underwear made her feel free and at liberty, something like she felt naked and she realized she was nearly naked. Her nipples brushed against the cloth of her blouse stimulating them so they stood out and showed through the material. The feeling excited and brought some anxiety, she had never done this before, even in the previous encounters with men. It was a new experience and so far she felt excited about showing off her lightly covered body.

The room was long and narrow with two small windows in the side wall, a fireplace on that wall and a larger window in the front wall. All had shades drawn and the lighting was dim so there was little chance of anyone outside looking in and her mother, the only threat to what was going on in the living room, was asleep on the second floor. If she did wake Mary hoped she has the good sense not to interfere.

She crossed the room; Marty was relaxed on the couch against the far wall. He held out his hands as she entered and she settled in beside him. He had noticed her nipple outline against the blouse and wondered if she had anything underneath.

They snuggled up close and he began to explore first her back, then the front and decided she had very little on, especially on top. He always had been bold with her even though they had not gone too far, but this time, maybe it was different. He opened each button slowly and caressed her breasts softly at first, then a little harder. He squeezed them with the palm of his hand and she squirmed against him. She knew she was inviting him to go on.

He pulled the blouse out of her skirt, pulled it off her shoulders and stripped it off her. Reaching behind her at her waist he opened the button at the top of her skirt and eased the zipper down all the way. His had felt in under the skirt and he felt the crevice at the top of the behind. She had no panties on. He began to wonder how far she would go. While she was in the toilet he had gone back to the car and rescued the razor and it was sitting in its case on the end table. She had said nothing about it and he now assumed she had not seen or did not pay attention to it.

When he pulled on the skirt she lifted and he drew down the garment, slowly passing it down her thighs, over her knees, then to the floor where he removed it and threw it on the floor in the middle of the room. He did not want her to have easy access to it in case she changed her mind on how things were going.

Mary had laid there feeling the softness of the cloth leaving her body and did not know how she really felt about being eventually naked. There had thoughts of anxiety, excitement and submission. She wondered if he would shave her. In the present state she just might allow it. It would be different have no hair down there. He was removing his clothes and in seconds would be naked against her.

Slowly and lightly he passed his hands followed by his head, kissing and dragging his tongue over her soft smooth skin as he went. He began with her breast then went lower to her tummy into her pubic area. As he did this she had completely opened up her legs submissively giving him full access to her. Using only his hand he squeezed and partially opened the lips of her sex and caressed her inside. He kept this up until she moved in response to his motion, and finally he found her button. At that point he started her up the slope to a climax only three quarters the way up he stopped and left her. She laid there disappointed, feeling the sensation dying within her and wishing he would go on. It was disappointment like this that made her wonder why he did not he finish what he started.

He was gone only a few seconds when he returned with something small, with a "T" like handle in his hand. Without asking he passed the device over her open upper thighs, then lightly over the lips of her sex but only on the left side. She felt the pressure of the device against her skin and without seeing it she knew he had a razor in his hand. She could feel its results as it glided swiftly over her skin. He started between her legs on the left side of her thighs, then across her lower belly to the right side of her sex and thighs. When he stopped and looked at her she knew all the hair was gone. It felt strangely different, as though a roller had moved over her skin and removed the blanket that was there. He now took her right hand and passed it over her crotch. The skin was silky smooth, something like what you would expect a baby's skin would feel. The touch was expected and unexpected all at the same time.

Then he dropped his head between her legs, moving his tongue along the now bare skin, licking softly and forecasting what was to come. Then he entered her sex with his tongue, sliding all the way up inside her and rubbing her button at the same time. He kept going, penetrating her deeper and deeper while thrashing her button, until gasping, she reached the top of her climax. When she indicated she had enough he eased up and sat next to her.

It had been the most satisfying sexual experience she had ever felt. She was relaxed, calm and restful now it was over. Laying there calming down she wondered what was next.

***** ***** *****

A few days passed before they went out again, this time like those before they had dinner at a restaurant and went to a movie only this time he took her to his apartment near the university campus. It was a rather Spartan place with little furniture, an efficiency apartment with a bed and a kitchen as part of the living space. It had two straight backed chairs, a table and the bed all in the same room. She looked around and there was a couch, a couple of upholstered chairs a small table with two additional chairs. Rather an unadorned place. He motioned her to the couch and asked her something totally unexpected, "How would you like to be spanked? I would really like to spank you and I believe you would really like it. It sensitizes your behind and pubic area simultaneously.

Mary was aghast. She had not expected this. She thought he would want sex like the last time with her doing it for him in her mouth. She was not completely sold on doing it for him in the mouth and felt like refusing if he asked. But this spanking idea was new and shocking. While she was thinking about it he sat next to her and began rubbing her back and tickling her around the ears as he opened the buttons on her blouse. Next he pulled the garment out of her skirt. He kissed her full on the lips with his tongue sliding over her teeth but not entering. She felt her clothes loosening up, the bra catch on her back opened and not thinking she let it slip off her arms. Next was her skirt, it became fully unbuttoned in back then pulled out from under her and was sliding down her legs. With her shoes and ankle socks removed she was almost naked. After he lifted her sliding the panties over her anus and down her legs she was naked.

She generally expected this part but he roughly pulled her up, turned her and pulled her arms behind her as he lifted her from the couch and directed her to one of the straight chairs she was startled. She tried to resist but he firmly positioned her at the back of one of the straight chairs and proceeded to tie her feet to its legs. At first she did not realize what he was doing and he managed to tie one leg before she reacted. Although she struggled he held her in place until he had both of her ankles tied to the chair. Bending her over the chair back face down he hit her twice, once of each cheek, fast and quick. The blows made both sides of her behind sting and left a sore spot. Mary did not feel she was going to like this. It was far worse than the shaving, which did have a pleasing effect, and the oral sex which had followed even if it did have a funky taste. There was no pain like now. This activity made her behind sting and she had not bought into that. After a couple more whacks to each of her cheeks she straightened up.

"I think I had enough."

"Take just a couple more. It will enjoy the sex better."

The feeling in her behind did not make her feel inclined to go on. Although she was reluctant she did not want to disappoint him. Being with him was entertaining and perhaps would lead to something more permanent so she let it go on.

"Alright, but do not hit me so hard. When you strike with full force it does more than sting."