Plucked from the Crowd

We were both virgins but I insisted we read up and watch instructional videos and I told him I didn't want a "hide under the covers lights out quickie" thank you very much. He was hopeless and came out in his pyjamas looking to slip under those darn covers. I wasn't wearing anything so I was blowed if he was going to either. So I made him strip off and lay on his back. Then I took his penis, that was a lot more interested than he appeared to be, fondled it and brought my lips down over it sliding my lips all the way down to the base and sucking as I brought my lips all the way to the tip. I did that and he was rock hard.

'Now me please darling." I whispered as sexily as I could in his ear . He grinned at me and went down to my pussy. I felt him blow on it then he was fiddling around down there and finally, when I had just about given up hope, he started licking. Ooh that was nice and I lay back with my legs going a bit wider for him. I was wet as can be and I wanted his cock in my pussy, right damn now!

'Fuck me babe," I urged him and he slid up over me to go missionary.

"No babe! Fuck me, push my legs back , yeah," he had my legs high and wide and brought his cock to my pussy, I took hold of his shaft high up and put the tip exactly at the opening to my vagina.

"Now babe, fuck me hard babe, now." I urged and he thrust forward as my wet cunt opened for him. I felt a pang as the membrane broke and hugged him extra tight for a few seconds. He settled into a rhythm while I wrapped my legs round his butt and we were doing it Missionary style. I got him to do me doggy next and soon after he came deep inside me.

Well we got better at it and it was nice both learning as we went along. We never had to learn to be patient with each other we just were and life couldn't be better really.

That was a few years ago now, I visited my hometown a month or so ago and went to that Saturday afternoon Talent Quest. They all knew me of course so there was autograph signing and old friends to say hi to but I stopped them and told the crowd I'd speak to them after but this was the contestants' show and we needed to give them the attention. They were all good and then fifth on the bill Troy went onstage; the skinny waist now a had a little pot belly, the hair was retreating at a rate of knots at the temples and what was in the middle looked like it was on borrowed time too. His voice was gone, he couldn't find the note, his range was very limited and there was no power in his voice.

He still tried the old moves but time had moved on and now he just looked pathetic. His wife was standing at the back with two grizzling kids, her hair showing streaks of grey , her face lined and her once superb figure now looking more than a little matronly.

He saw me and was embarrassed.

"Hey Troy, long time no see," I said loudly as he tried to avoid me. It stopped him in his tracks and he turned back, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

'Oh high April, yeah, hear you've done well," he added.

"Yes, reasonably, how are things going for you Troy, still with your beautiful lady wife I see, Gina , wasn't it?."

He looked down and a sour expression came over his face.

"Yeah."

"Still trying with the talent shows I see, had any luck?"

"Oh, no the standard's really high but you know never know, one day maybe..." and he looked at me hopefully.

'Yeah, one day maybe Troy, one day," and with that I turned my back on him and walked away and I know it sounds mean but God I enjoyed it.