Chapter 5
Ted and Sara: The First Time
"The first fuck I ever had was when I was fifteen. This divorcee moved into the apartment house my mother was managing and just three days later she just about dragged me into her apartment. I was nervous as hell, but she got me stripped down in no time. I had a good-sized pecker for a kid my age, and I guess the gal expected a lot of experience out of me. When I told her it was my first time, she laughed a little and then decided she'd show me the ropes.
"She sure as hell did. We fucked and sucked and licked and balled and screwed. I had her in every position possible and then some. She especially liked to get me on my back and sit on my cock, riding and milking the come out. Christ, she was a good fuck.
"I screwed her every chance I got until my mother found out what was going on and threw the poor old gal out. Some bitchy nosy neighbor squealed on the two of us. Jealous of the action, I guess. I mean, that's what I think.
"I missed her for about an hour and a half. There was too much pussy around to miss one for long. So I went on a spree.
"You'd be surprised how popular a good fucker is, especially one that really knows the ropes. And believe me, I sure did know sex. There were older gals, younger ones, stacked ones, skinny ones. And they all seemed interested in my cock.
"You see, along with a lot of talent in the prick department, I wasn't exactly hard to take in the looks department. I mean, if the truth be told, I was goddamned good-looking, and the gals would just about flip when I gave them the time of day. And then when they found out I had a big piece of meat and knew how to use it, they were doubly impressed. Christ, it got to the point where all I'd have to do was snap my fingers and just about any broad would fall on her back.
"To give you an indication of just how effective I was, and I hope I don't sound too goddamned conceited, but you told me to be honest, I supported myself for a whole fucking summer on nothing but the talent of my prick-and my good looks.
"I had decided to spend the summer between high school and my freshman year in college out of the United States. But since I didn't have too much money, I decided on Mexico. You can live cheaply down there and it's a great place. I got as far as I could on the money I had, which took me on a Mexican bus-if you haven't ever traveled on a Mexican bus, you haven't lived-to Mazatlan. At that time, it was just starting to catch on with the moneyed tourists, although it had been sort of a fisherman's paradise for a lot of years.
"I arrived in Mazatlan with twenty pesos in my pocket and a two days' growth of beard. In case you don't know, twenty pesos is a dollar sixty. Which ain't much, even in Mexico.
"It was early in the afternoon, so I headed for the beach and the tourist area. Even at that time there were a couple of big, fancy hotels operating. I guess by now there are a dozen more, but it was good enough then.
"I got to the beach, pulled a towel out of my suitcase, laid it out, stripped off my shoes and shirt and then got into my suit European style. European style involves stripping off your pants and getting your suit on in the shortest possible time, letting the fewest possible people see you. But you do it in the open. I hurried because I didn't know how the Mexican police would react to having somebody nude on their beach. After all, Mexico is still pretty religious. Or at least it was.
"But I got my suit on without a hassle from the cops, and as far as I could tell, only one person saw me. And she had taken a pretty good look. She was a good-looking woman, about thirty-five, who was nut brown from lying in the sun.
"I glanced around sort of sheepishly as soon as I had my trunks pulled up over my ass, and she was staring at me, with a great big friendly smile on her face. I smiled back and then felt my cock jumping around in my suit. She was pretty goddamned good-looking. And she was lying there on her towel, with her legs spread wide. Without that little suit she had on, she'd have been in perfect position for a good fuck.
"I smiled back at her and then lay back. I didn't want to appear too anxious but I had a feeling she was about to be my first meal ticket.
"After a couple of minutes, I got up and walked over to her. 'Hi,' I said, flashing her the winning smile. She smiled back, and her glance dropped down to the bulge in my pants. 'You don't happen to have an extra cigarette, do you?' I asked. And from that minute on, we were buddies. I moved my towel over and I shared her cigarettes and the wine she had in a cooler. She gave me the tired old line about her husband being an avid fisherman and going out every morning early and leaving her to herself all day. 'He'll be gone for three days this time,' she said.
"That was a hint that the lady was looking for a fuck. I knew what she was after and she knew I knew. So I got to the point.
"'Would you be interested in some company tonight?' I asked.
"'I certainly would,' she said, smooth as silk, and within ten minutes we had all our shit collected and were heading for her room.
"She didn't have the most expensive room in the the hotel but it was pretty damned nice. 'Why don't you clean up,' she said, 'and I'll mix some drinks.'
"I shaved first and then got into the shower. I had a feeling that's what she wanted and I was right. In just a few minutes after I'd turned on the water, she was in the bathroom, stark-naked, staring in at me.
"'I caught a glimpse of your equipment back at the beach,' she said, nodding toward my cock which was already standing straight up, almost touching my belly. 'You're a beautiful boy.'
"She hopped into the shower and started washing me up, first with soap and then with her tongue. And believe me, she didn't miss one spot on my body. Christ, it was wild. As soon as she rinsed the soap off me, she started in on my chest with her tongue. I had a little chest hair and she started nuzzling in on that. Then down my belly, into my navel, down to my balls. She took them in one at a time and sucked them. She'd roll them around on her tongue and then gently pull on them with her mouth. She really had me going.
"She didn't touch my cock then, but headed down my legs, lapping every square inch. She even cleaned up my feet for me. Man, what a wild chick.
"Then she turned me around. My shoulders, back, legs, all got the treatment. She even licked around my ass cheeks, but she wouldn't stick her tongue in my asshole. I even pushed back against her when she was close to my shit shaft, but she didn't take the hint. Not that I blame her one goddamned bit.
"Finally she turned me around and went to work on my cock. I hadn't touched her at all so far, but while she was putting her wet, soft mouth around my cock and swallowing it down, I reached for her tits. I ran my hands over them-she moaned like crazy, even with my cock in her mouth-and then I pinched the nipples very gently. That seemed to turn her on so I pinched them a little harder. She moaned even louder and sort of arched her back, but she didn't try to get away from me.
"So I got her nipples between my fingernails and really tore into them. She ate it up. She started to work even faster on my cock. She'd pull the full length of my fucking rod into her throat and then back off. Only her head was flying like a piston. I could feel the come building up in my balls already. I was still mauling her tits when I felt myself losing control. I was going to come if she didn't stop.
"I reached down and tried to push her head away, but she wasn't having any of that. She worked even faster, her head flying at my cock. She took it all, again and again, rubbing her tongue along the bottom as my cock slid in and out of her mouth. Then she put extra pressure on the knob of my cock, sucking, milking the juice out of me.
"Finally, I had to come. I pulled her head up against my balls and felt the first of my come spurt out of my cock and down her throat. Again and again I spurted my cream into her mouth and she swallowed it down greedily. She couldn't get enough and I kept on coming.
"I eventually drained myself, though, and tried to get her face off my cock. But she messed around with my half-limp prick for a while before she got up.
"We both finished our showers and headed for the living room. She had the drinks all made and we sat around naked and just talked and played with each other.
"'I'm so glad you showed up,' she said. 'I was just about ready to climb the wall.'
"'What about the Mexican guys?' I asked.
"There should be a lot of brown cock walking around just asking to be taken care of.'
"'Not yet,' she said. "The locals are too proud and the hustlers haven't moved in yet. Give them another year.'
"We talked about her husband and a lot of other shit for about a half hour, and then headed toward the bed. That's when I got the surprise. T want you to put it up my ass first,' she said, with no embarrassment at all. That was a first for me. I didn't even know if I'd like it, but what the hell, if it bought me a few meals....
"She got on the bed on her hands and knees, her ass sticking out in the air toward me. And let me tell you, it was a good-looking ass. No sags, no big veins or anything like that. Just lush and full.
"She took some sort of tube out of the dresser drawer, opened it and spread some of the clear gel around on her ass and into her asshole. Then she turned around slightly and put a big gob on my cock, spreading it all around. I don't think I have to tell that by this time I had one big fucking stiff on.
"'Move around in front of me so I can suck on that pole,' she said, and I did what she told me. She stayed on her hands and knees, her ass still sticking out, and gobbled on my cbck, grease and all. She seemed to really like it. I reached for her tits again, but this time she backed off and shook her head. She didn't want to be touched.
"She sucked on my dick until it was wet and sloppy and also throbbing with excitement. Then she let loose of me. She was already almost out of her mind with sex. 'Fuck my ass!' she shouted, loud enough for the desk clerk to hear. I hurried around behind her and looked down at her beautiful ass. I ran my hands over her ass cheeks and felt her whole body shiver. 'Do it, baby,' she whispered. 'Fuck my ass good.'
"Frankly, I wasn't up on the ass-fucking procedure, but I guessed it was about the same as a pussy, so I acted accordingly. Only I explored the territory a little bit first. I felt around her ass until I found her asshole and then shoved my finger up inside her. She squirmed around like crazy and shoved a couple of fingers inside herself.
"I stuck another finger inside that greased asshole. I really had her going now. 'Your cock.' she said in a real husky whisper. 'Put your cock in my ass.'
"I held my cock in one hand and with the other I spread her ass cheeks. I wanted to see my cock sliding up her shit canal. I felt the tip of my cock touch that little muscle down there and I pushed, hard. The knob of my cock slid inside. She let out a scream, I don't know if it was from pain or pleasure. I think they were about the same to her.
"Now I was spreading her ass cheeks as far apart as I could. I pushed hard again and a couple of inches disappeared into her asshole. Man, it was a great feeling. So goddamned tight and warm.
"With one final shove I was in all the way. I started to pull out, anxious as all hell to fuck that asshole, but she reached back and pulled my hips toward her, holding me still. 'Keep it in there for a few seconds,' she said. 'Let me get used to it. Christ, you're so goddamned big!'
"Again, I did what she wanted. After all, I didn't want to hurt her any more than she wanted to be hurt. I let my cock rest up in her asshole, not moving at all. But she moved. She seemed to be adjusting her asshole to my cock. She'd move a little forward and then back up, taking it all the way in again. After a short while she was ready. 'All right, baby, fuck my ass,' she said, and she wriggled her butt like a fucking monkey.
"I pulled my cock out of her asshole until just the knob was still lodged inside her, and then slammed it back into her the full length. She let out a scream this time that left no doubt in my mind that she was really digging the scene.
"Christ, fucking her ass felt good. It was an entirely new sensation. I kept lunging my cock into her, all the way, my balls bouncing and slapping against her ass. Her asshole felt like the warmest, tightest cunt in the world.
"After I'd been working on her ass for about ten minutes, fucking like crazy, she turned her head around. 'Don't come in my ass,' she said. 'Just fuck it until you're about ready to shoot and then pull out.'
"'I'm ready now,' I said, and that was the truth. I could have shot at any time now. I was riding the crest.
"As soon as I'd said that, she pulled herself off my cock. As fast as lightning she turned her body around. She grabbed hold of my cock with her mouth and took the whole thing in. That turned me off and on at the same time. She licked and sucked on my cock that had just been riding up inside her asshole. Man, that was wild. But it was also pretty goddamned dirty. But who was I to complain! She was the one who was eating the shit. I was just going to make damned sure she didn't kiss me.
"She licked and sucked on my cock until she had it all cleaned up. Then she got down on her back. 'Put it in my cunt,' she whispered.
"I obliged. I got between her legs and shoved my cock into her hole. Somehow I expected her cunt to be loose and sloppy-you know, from use-but it wasn't. It was firm and soft and pretty goddamned tight. I felt great.
"I was still close, so I had to watch myself. I fucked her hard but slowly. Long strokes in and out of her hot hole. She was eating it up. I'll bet she had five orgasms while I shoved dick up into her. Her body seemed to be racked by a come just about every third time I fucked into her.
"Every time she came, her pussy would grab even harder onto my cock and milk it. It was hard as hell not to come, but I knew she wanted me to keep on fucking her, so I controlled myself.
"Finally, though, she was the one who told me to come. Only she didn't want it up her pussy. 'Shoot it in my face!' she screamed, so I worked on her pussy even harder until I was just about ready to shoot my load. Then I whipped my prick out and moved up to her head. I positioned my body over her and reached down and just touched my cock. It started to shoot immediately.
"Big globs of come shot out and landed all over her fucking face. She had her eyes closed and when that first glob hit her, she screamed again and her whole body arched with one last giant come.
"That was the wildest time I'd ever had. We'd both enjoyed it. On her part, she didn't want to lose me. She told me so in so many words. That's how I managed to spend the summer in Mazatlan in style. She put me up in the Los Olas Atlas Hotel, a decent enough place down the road from her hotel, and when her old man wasn't in town we fucked and sucked every minute of the day and night.
"And the best part was, she was paying for everything and not getting too much in return. Because we averaged only about one night a week in bed. The rest of the time I didn't even see her. It was a great setup. She even gave me money to get home on.
"And meanwhile I had a lot of free time to look for and find pussy. I didn't find much Mexican cunt to fuck, because they're a little less free with their bodies than American women, but there were enough gashes around to satisfy anybody.
"In fact, it got so goddamned easy to find something to fuck that toward the end I was starting to get bored.
"I guess that was really the only thing wrong with the whole setup. Sex came too goddamned easy for me. It seemed like every chick I met wanted sex. All I'd have to do was rub my cock through my pants, and they'd either be on their backs or on their knees ready to suck me off.
"That sort of thing even followed me to college. Broads all over the place and all wanting to get their pussies stuffed. Frankly, the whole fucking bit was turning me off.
"And then I met Sara. She was a year younger than I was, a freshman, and I was like the experi enced male to her. A big sophomore, you know. Well, I really liked her right from the beginning. She was cute as hell; really beautiful, I guess, with a shy sort of smile and a great sense of humor.
"And she had a great body, what little I got to see of it. You see, Sara was an old-fashioned girl. She was interested in sex, and sensual as hell, but nobody, and I mean nobody, was going to get her cherry before marriage. Man, I tried everything I could. She had me begging, but the answer was still no. I guess maybe that's why I liked her so goddamned much. Loved her, really. She had principles and she stuck to them. And she had a lot of respect for her body, for love, and for the guy who one day would be her husband. But that didn't keep me from trying."
A recent poll taken at twenty-five major American college campuses indicated that a lot of young males think exactly as Ted says he does. They respect, the poll indicates, girls who say "no."
This may seem a contradiction in this age of sexual freedom and promiscuity. But the facts overwhelm. Two out of three young males want their wives to remain chaste until their marriage. The disagreement arises when these same gentlemen are asked their definition of chaste.
Some indicate that "chaste" for them means sticking to one man at a time. Others are more rigid. They indicate that "chaste" to them means that a girl holds herself in tact until she meets some man with whom she has an understanding.
The understanding, presumably, involves future marriage.
It's interesting to note that the classic sense of chastity no longer holds. Only seven percent of the men interviewed expressed the wish that their future wives be virgins. What most of them wanted was complete discretion on the part of the girl until she met the man being interviewed. In other words, these men want all girls to be chaste except with them. The double standard has not been eliminated.
Ted's case was a bit extreme. He was a very attractive youngster, with a good body and more than exceptional sexual endowments. As he stated, with all truth, he never had any trouble finding sex or sexual partners.
A parallel might be of a young man owning a candy store. Soon, the pleasure of sugar and chocolate is lost. It becomes a commonplace thing. And that was what sex became for Ted until he met Sara.
Sara, too, was exceptional. She was honest in her attitudes toward sex. She was not a prude. She never condemned girls who were more free with their bodies. Sara stated that, for her, sex was a sacred thing; marriage was the only way to have her.
This attitude so appealed to Ted that he was inescapably caught. No matter how much he pleaded and begged, no matter what arguments or excuses he used, he could get nowhere with Sara sexually beyond what might be termed innocent petting. He even described his earlier life to Sara, explaining that he was accustomed to and needed frequent sex. Sara's answer was that if he needed it so desperately, she was sure there were a lot of girls who would gladly agree to whatever he wanted. She didn't even threaten to end their relationship with him if he took her up on her suggestion.
Ted became the victim of the age-old obsession of wanting most what you can't have. He fell truly and wholeheartedly in love with Sara, and remained faithful to her. This was a new experience for him, this faithfulness, and despite the intensity of his frustration, he stuck to it.
Fr. John Davis, in his afore mentioned Morality and the Changing Times, brings up an interesting point. "With the new laxity of sexual rules and regulations, it is often a treat for the young man and woman, accustomed as they are, in our 'swinging society,' to as much sex as they want, to be exposed to a period of sexual celibacy."
Programs of what are called segregated retreats-attendance is all male or all female-are being set up by Fr. Davis's organization. He states that one of the most often heard comments from the participants, being of all religious affiliations, is that for the first time they've been able to get away by themselves and think about their lives.
Sex, they say, has become a commodity. A week with no possibility of sexual gratification is a welcome respite, some of the participants relate, from what has become a commonplace pursuance of sexual pleasure.
Also, in this same vein, the recent college poll mentioned in the beginning of this documentation indicates that the male members of the campus communities involved are finding the easy availability of females a cause for concern.
"To me," one college junior stated, "the female who makes her body available to anybody who's even remotely interested, loses all appeal."
A college senior maintains, "There is something refreshing and inspiring in a girl who practices well-intentioned chastity. By that I mean that there's no prick-teasing involved."
A third college student polled said, "Love has become a word that justifies sexual gratification."
And a fourth bemoans the fact that people his age are finding it hard to know and understand what the word "love" means. " 'Love is used so promiscuously," he says, "that it has lost all meaning."
Again referring back to Fr. Davis:
The new freedom of thought and expression, whether taking physical, emotional or mental form, has created a curious phenomenon in modern marriage. Experts relate that three marriages out of ten end in divorce. That would seem to indicate that all this new "freedom" does little but substitute non-communication for distaste.
In a realistic sense, Ted's story is not a run-of-the-mill experience. First of all, few males are endowed with Ted's physical attributes, to the point where conquest and gratification are synonymous with boredom. Perhaps Ted's attitude toward Sara's "well-intentioned" chastity would have been different if he had not been formerly so sexually successful.
But it is interesting to note, as evidenced by the college poll, just how many of Ted's contemporaries share his view.
Surely, not all these young college students are satiated with sex. Surely, not all these young men get willing cooperation from every female they meet and are attracted to. Yet some of their opinions on the subject of female chastity are extremely "establishment." Perhaps this is the result of the impossibility of completely eliminating moral standards, which even in these young peoples' lives were taught and stressed. But more likely, their opinions are simply reactions to the growing aura of promiscuity.
In conclusion, let's present just one question that was part of the college poll, and then give some of the answers obtained from one hundred selected male students.
The question was: Jane D. is an attractive, well-built woman of twenty-one years of age. She has had sexual relations with ten different males, none of whom offered any agreement to future marriage. Your reaction to this female would be I) approach as a conquest, 2) ignore as too easy a conquest, or 3) approach and see what develops.
A second part to the question asked if the males would consider this female as a partner in marriage.
The answers were interesting. Only nine of the males interviewed stated that they would approach the girl as a conquest. Seventy-one said they would ignore her as too easy a conquest. The remaining twenty said they would be willing to approach her to see what happened. And, finally, thirty-seven volunteered that they would be willing to consider this female as a partner in marriage.
Ted, also, if he had been interviewed, would have been in that latter group. The final portion of his case history is the very satisfactory ending of a very frustrating relationship.
"I didn't have a pot to piss in. I mean, I was that poor. The only way I could meet housing expenses was to have three roommates in an apartment that was just barely big enough for one person. And Sara lived in her sorority house. She just sneaked by on a small allowance from her parents.
"I was in premed, so that took up a lot of time. I couldn't really afford to take a job.
"But hell, I wanted to marry Sara. More than anything in the world. She was the most beautiful, wonderful girl I had ever met and all I had to do was look at her and my cock would pop up like crazy.
"I was going nuts. After years of having sex anytime and anyplace I wanted, I had gotten myself into a position where I had none. I had promised her and myself that I'd stick with her. No outside sex. I mean, that's how much I loved her.
"One thing about her; she'd let me talk over my problems with her. She knew I was going out of my skull, but she couldn't bring herself to help me out. I used my fist for the first time since I'd been fifteen, that's how desperate I was. But I was damned determined not to go back on my word to Sara, regardless of the pressures.
"After this monastic existence had been going on for about five months, I just had to find something to fuck. Man, I was desperate. I had gotten to the point where I couldn't study, couldn't even think. All I could visualize was my prick plunging into some pussy. Any pussy. Anywhere.
"I'd sit in the apartment, the few times when everybody else was out, and yank my cock out of my pants. It was always hard, always wanting to stick itself somewhere. I'd wrap my hand around it and start pulling. It felt great, sure it did, and in a few minutes I'd be spurting come all over the place. But, goddamn it, just minutes after I'd finish, my thoughts would be right back where they were before I started: on pussy.
"When I first started jacking off, I'd fantasize about Sara. But then, when my need got so bad, I'd think of all the fucking whores I'd had, and about all the weird, way-out times I'd had, like with the broad in Mazatlan and how I fucked her in the ass and then she sucked me off.
"It was really a low period in my life. But all in all, I knew that Sara was worth the misery.
"Then one Saturday afternoon, a day I usually spent over at the Medical College in the lab, I walked into the apartment. Ed, one of the roommates, had this girl there. I recognized her. She was a real fucking whore. Go with anybody. Ed had her stripped down to the buff and had her ass propped up on the couch. He was down on his knees sucking out her pussy. She was enjoying-it like crazy, so much so that they didn't even stop when I walked in.
"I stood there and watched the two of them. I knew I was a creep for doing it, but I just couldn't bring myself to leave. Ed finished up on the whore's cunt and then mounted her. He stuffed his prick deep into her hole. The whole length. Shivers went up and down my spine. I knew the great sensations he was getting and I was so fucking jealous I could have killed him.
"I'd been standing there a long time, just staring, when finally the girl looks over. 'Getting your kicks, honey?' she asked. That made me realize just how much of a creep I was and I started to leave. 'Don't get sore, honey,' the girl called after me. 'Why don't you join us?'
"Ed was still pumping his cock in and out of her, but after she extended the invitation he laughed and explained to her that I was 'in love' and wouldn't do anything except with Sara.
"'Oh, honey,' the girl said. 'I don't want to marry you, I just want to have some fun. If you don't want to fuck, how about a suck. I'll take your come in my mouth while Eddie's working on my pussy.'
"I really, honest-to-God, couldn't help myself. I walked like a zombie over to the couch. I stared at the two of them writhing around. I wanted to come off more than anything else in the world.
"'Pull your pants down, honey, and give me a chance at your pecker,' the girl said. Christ, she was such a whore, but I was so fucking hot. I felt my hand reach for my belt. It was as though it wasn't my hand, but somebody else's.
"I opened my pants and pulled my cock out of my underpants. I only started wearing the god damned things since I had met Sara.
"'Oh, yumm,' the girl said when she saw my cock. It was standing up hard and ready. Throbbing to get some attention.
"'You ought to be horsewhipped for keeping that gorgeous hunk of meat out of circulation,' she said, and then reached up and put her mouth on my cock. She sucked like the greatest cocksucker in the world; or maybe I was just that horny. But I don't remember any suck job I'd had feeling so good, or so welcome.
"I just grabbed hold of her head, holding it still, and fucked her with all my might. I just plowed and plunged my cock again and again into her mouth.
"I shot off in less than a minute. I was dressed and out of the apartment in no time at all, feeling more than disgusted with myself. Ed and that fucking whore were still going to it on the couch.
"I went immediately to Sara's sorority house. I had to talk to her. We had to come to some agreement. She had to help me out, or, so help me God, I was going to go nuts. Or else start fooling around again with girls like that fucking whore I'd just left.
"Luckily, Sara was home. We walked over to the park that's right next to the campus. She could tell something was really bothering me, but she didn't push.
"We sat on a park bench for an hour while I poured out all my frustrations to her. I told her about what had happened that afternoon. I even retold her some of the experiences I'd had before I met her. I pleaded with her to help me out.
"She sat for a long time thinking. 'All right,' she said finally, 'I'll help you out.'
"We didn't talk about sex any more that afternoon. She had promised she'd do something and I knew she would. I wasn't about to push her on it.
"We were invited to a party that night. A big, fancy bash out at one of Sara's sorority sisters' houses. I picked Sara up about eight-thirty. God, she looked so goddamned gorgeous, I wanted to eat her up. It was getting to the point now that I had a hard on all the while I was with her. That caused some real embarrassing situations.
"We couldn't have picked a worst party to go to, at least not in the frame of mind I was in, because it turned out to be a real fuck affair. We got to the place about nine-fifteen, right on time, and got drinks and settled down with some friends, shooting the breeze.
"When everybody was there, the hostess of the little party came into the middle of the room. 'I have an announcement,' she said. 'We're going to have some very special entertainment.'
"When her date started to set up a movie screen, everybody in the room groaned. They thought sure they were going to be subject to somebody's trip to Disneyland or something on that order. And nothing, but nothing, is more boring than other people's home movies.
"These were home movies, all right, but there was nothing boring about them. I don't know where in the hell the gal who gave the party found the guys to show them, but she did.
"The films started off showing this couple on the beach. They were young and good-looking.
They were both dressed in swimsuits and looked natural enough. Nobody in the room had any idea what was going to happen next.
"The boy and the girl in the film were standing by the water talking. It was sort of obvious that they had just met. After a few seconds of soundless dialogue, the guy took the girl's hand and they started walking up the beach. About ten guys were stretched out in the sun. From a distance you could see the couple approaching. A couple of the guys in the foreground got up on their elbows and watched. Then everybody in the group of guys seemed to get a little excited.
"The couple showed up right in the middle of the group. The guy introduced the girl around like you'd do at a family gathering. And then, Christ, somebody walks up in back of the girl and with two hard pulls strips her suit off. The poor broad is standing there naked. She was a pretty good actress because she really looked scared as hell.
"Somebody spread a towel down behind her and four guys literally lifted her up and put her down on her back. Then the guy she had originally come with stripped off his trunks and got down on the towel, between her legs. He had the biggest fucking prick I'd ever seen. Christ, it was a monster. They even took a close-up of the girl's face when she first saw it. She registered pure terror.
"The same four guys who had lifted her up and on to the towel now held the girl down. Two lifted and spread her legs. The other two kept her arms still. She couldn't move an inch in any direction.
"The guy between her legs spit in his hand and then spread the juice on his dick. Then, without any preliminaries, he moved closer and shoved that giant piece of meat into the girl's cunt.
"Another close-up, first of his cock plunging into her cunt, and then one of her face. She was really in pain and still scared shitless.
"While that one guy continued to shove his cock into her pussy, another guy went up to the girl's face. He had a big prick, too, but it wasn't anything compared with the monster that was being shoved into her cunt.
"This second guy was stripped down and he waved his cock right in her face. She kept turning her head away from him, trying to get away, but he grabbed her face and held it still. Then one of his buddies forced her mouth open. In a second, her mouth was filled with cock and the guy was face-fucking her rougher than I'd ever seen anybody take it.
"Christ, this was really a way-out film.
"They kept alternating the camera from the guy's cock pounding into her pussy to her face. When they had a close-up of her, you could see the cock being stuffed into her mouth again and again, but you could also see a gradual change in her expression. It went from pain and fear to just sort of apprehension to an acceptance and finally to outright lust. Suddenly that babe was wanting all the cock she could get. She bucked her ass up to the guy fucking her cunt and she started to give real head to the guy on top of her. She licked and sucked on his cock until you thought she'd pull the damned thing off his body. Then she reached up and grabbed hold of the cocks of two of the guys who were holding her. I guess they realized they didn't have to hold her anymore, because they let go of her and just enjoyed the jerk-off she was giving them.
"Her mouth action on the guy above her paid off. She got her first load of cream. So much so that a lot of it spilled out of her mouth and down her chin. She just reached with her hand and put the white, sticky come back in her mouth and swallowed it. Christ, she was hot.
"Then, as soon as that guy had pulled his prick out of her mouth, a second cock was stuffed inside. She was ready for it. She licked and sucked on this one just as hard as she had on the first one. And all the while the guy with that gigantic cock was still fucking her cunt. He must have had great staying power because he never slackened his pace. He just slammed his cock into her again and again. He even angled his cock some, sending it into her half sideways. It's really a miracle that he didn't rip open her pussy walls.
"Finally, though, he drained his come into her hole. Man, she arched her body and took every last inch he had to offer. And all the while she didn't miss one lick on the cock she was sucking.
"The guy above her came just about at the same time. She drank cream at both ends. Her pussy milked the guy who was fucking her and her mouth milked the come out of the other one.
"Immediately, two more guys took their places. They seemed to reserve her cunt for the guys with the biggest cocks. This second one to force his way into her pussy wasn't as long as the first, but his fucking whang was as big around as a beer can. He w-edged that cock into her and started banging away with a demoniac fury.
"The film went on and on like that. She took it up the ass. She took two guys on at once. That was something I had never seen before. One of the guys got on his back on the towel and the girl laid down on him, belly down. His cock slipped right up into her cunt.
"Then on top of her, this second guy aimed his dick and plunged it right into her asshole. He did all the work, the one on top, I mean. He fucked that asshole of hers until I thought he'd rip it open. And he fucked her so hard that he had her moving so that she was fucking herself on the guy's cock below her.
"They both came at about the same time. I was talking later to somebody about the film and they mentioned that with the two-way bit, the cock of the guy who's fucking her in the ass runs right up the length of the guy whose cock is in her pussy. There's only a thin wall of membrane between them.
"The final scene was of the girl sucking off the guy who had just fucked her in the asshole. Then she went for assholes with her tongue, and they pissed all over her. Christ, it was a real weird flick. I've never seen anything like it.
"I really didn't think of Sara's reaction to this whole thing. But as soon as it was over I started wondering why in the hell she hadn't wanted to leave.
"I looked over at her when the lights came on. She was blushing flaming red. 'Well,' she said, and laughed nervously. 'Now I can say I've seen a stag film.'
"'You saw about the dirtiest film ever made,' I said.
"'That's probably a good thing,' she answered, 'because I doubt if I'll be seeing many more. Can we go home now?'
"We didn't talk about her solution to my problem until we were in the living room of her sorority house. We were all by ourselves with no lights on. We were messing around a lot, but still nothing serious. I fondled her breasts a little and leaned down and kissed them, and we French kissed a lot, but then all of a sudden she put her hand in my lap. She had brushed her hand against my cock before, but she had never touched it for this long. I looked at her sort of surprised. But she didn't say anything. She just felt up and down the length of my cock. It was hard as a piece of steel. I've told you before that just looking at her made it hard. You wouldn't believe what her feeling around it did to my nervous system. I was shaking like a leaf. I felt like a kid at his first fuck. I was miserable and completely happy all at once.
"She gently massaged my cock until I thought I'd shoot off right in my pants, but then she reached over with her other hand and felt for the zipper on my fly.
"'Are you sure you want to do this?' I asked her. She nodded.
"Her fingers got my fly open and then she groped for my cock. She had a lot of trouble getting it out; it was so goddamned stiff. Finally, though, she managed to get it out of the confines of my pants. It was dripping wet.
"She felt it with her hand in the semidarkness.
'It's so big,' she said. And that's all she said. She lowered her head and, amazed, I felt her lips go around the knob of my cock. This honestly was the most excited I'd ever been in my life.
"She took as much of my cock into her mouth as she could. I could feel her start to gag, and she pulled back a little, but then she moved farther down on the length of it.
"She had about half of my prick inside her mouth now, and she wrapped her small hand around the base. Then, very gently, she began to suck. I could feel the pressure as her head slowly rose and then lowered on my cock. I didn't move. I let her do all the moving. I didn't want to scare her or push her into anything she didn't want to do. This was her gift to me and I wanted to take it as she gave it.
"Slowly, so slowly that it was agonizing, she raised and then lowered her head again and again on my cock. I could feel the come churning in my balls, but there wasn't enough pressure to bring me to an orgasm. She was working so steadily and so slowly.
"Then she seemed to sense my problem and she started moving her hand. She jacked me off but kept her mouth over the knob of my cock. It didn't take long then. My come flew up out of my balls, through the stem of my cock, into her mouth. I never expected her to take it, but she did. And she didn't gag. She just sucked gently on my cock until I was drained dry; then she lifted her head.
"She swallowed my come noisily and then leaned back down and kissed the head of my cock. Then she just sat there with her head hanging, looking very embarrassed. Very vulnerable.
"I can say without a doubt that that was the most exciting sex I'd ever had. It wasn't what she was doing to me-she obviously was a real novice when it came to cock-sucking and I'd had some real pros work on my dork at times-but who was doing it. I knew that the only reason she had her mouth on me was because she loved me. She was doing it because I needed it and for no other reason.
"Every other woman I'd ever had sex with made you feel like an unnecessary part of the whole bit. I mean, like you were one of a million guys who could be doing the same thing to her. But I knew that I was the only man in the world that Sara would do that to, and I loved her so much right at that minute that if she had asked me to jump off a cliff, I would have, without a second's hesitation.
"It took maybe an hour for us to talk the situation out. She was willing, she told me, to do that to me whenever I needed it. But, she added, I was still free to go out and find other girls if that wasn't enough.
"Christ, is there any possibility that you couldn't love a girl like that?
"I told her over and over again that I loved her. But it was only after an hour of convincing her that I didn't hate her because she had sucked my cock and drank my come that she told me the rest of her plan.
"She would get a job during the day, she explained, and go to school at night. She'd get the job right away and we'd save everything we could until the end of May. Then we'd get married. Then she added, 'If that's what you want.'
"I couldn't have been happier. By the end of May we had five hundred dollars saved up, and on the last Friday of the month I borrowed a buddy's car and we headed for Vegas. It was the longest four hours' drive I've ever made in my life.
"We got married in one of the chapels up there, by a justice of the peace, with his wife as witness. It was really kind of great. Just the two of us getting married-a real private affair like it should be-and the wife of the justice to cry just a little for us.
"We splurged on a hotel. We only had the weekend for the honeymoon. We picked The Dunes because it's about the least garish hotel up there.
"The damned desk clerk asked for proof of marriage. I think he knew the score and was being a smart punk, but it turned out well for us. Because he gave us the bridal suite. Three big fucking rooms, and all the room service we wanted for just the price of a regular room.
"Both Sara and I were nervous when we were left alone. That's the way it should be, I guess. You should be nervous when you have sex because it makes it more exciting. I can remember back when I would jump into any cunt's bed without giving it any thought at all. But with Sara I was nervous.
"She excused herself and went into the bathroom. She was in there for what seemed like an eternity. I had stripped out of my clothes, showered and shaved, brushed my teeth in the second bathroom-I told you this was the bridal suiteand was waiting for her in bed. I was naked and I started to worry about that turning her off. I wondered if I should have some clothes on to start with. Maybe throw on a robe at least.
"And then she walked into the bedroom. There was just the soft light from the side of the bed. She had a nightgown with her, but she had it over her arm. She was naked, and looking so gorgeous I felt like crying. She was all mine and we didn't have to worry about a thing. We loved each other and nobody else was important at all.
"I got out of bed, not worried at all now about being naked. I pulled her toward me and kissed her lightly, then harder. I could feel my cock getting hard between us. It pressed against her belly and I could feel the moisture on its end.
"I took her hand and led her to the bed. She lay down and looked up at me. Then, before I could get into bed with her, she leaned over and kissed the head of my cock. Very lightly. And then she lay back down again.
"I lay next to her and we kissed for God knows how long. My hands traveled all over her body. It was a glorious sensation. I kissed and licked her breasts and then down her belly. I nuzzled into the hair above her pussy. Then I gently moved her legs apart and moved my head down between her thighs. She tried to stop me, but I wanted to kiss her pussy. I wanted to kiss every inch of her. And I guess I did before the night was over.
"I let my tongue gently brush her pussy lips. She groaned. She loved it. She reached over and wrapped her hand around my cock. She seemed to want me to get inside her. I was afraid of rushing, but it was what she wanted.
"I wet her pussy inside and out with my tongue, then she leaned down and wet my cock with her mouth. We were ready now. I got between her legs and she wrapped them around my middle. I felt the head of my cock brushing against her pussy. I was so excited that I wanted to plunge all the way into her. But nothing could ever make me hurt her.
"'I'll go slow,' I whispered. 'If it hurts, tell me and I'll stop for a while.'
"'It wont hurt,' she whispered back. "And it didn't."