My hand slid down to her crotch. I played with the fine hair, twirling it, tugging at it, until she shifted, rolled more on to her back, stretched a bent knee up where her butt had been, rubbing at my hard cock, opening herself wide to my fingers. Her young, musty odor wafted up to my nostrils.
I slid my hand down, cupped the warm, moist panties, wanting to touch the place I had so recently washed.
“Take off your panties,” I whispered lifting my mouth to her ear, making sure my lips were close enough to tickle when I spoke.
She didn’t understand, so I demonstrated by tugging at her elastic strap.
“Mmm,” she said, then reached down and slid them off with the ease and grace of her supple body.
“Give me,” I said quickly, as she made to toss them on to the floor.
She swung her arm back, dropped them on me. I draped them over my face, moved the wet center over my nose, and sank a finger inside her soaking pussy.
“Mmm, you smell so sexy,” I said, letting her elixir intoxicate and excite me.
I rubbed and prodded inside her, feeling her desire growing as I tested to see if she had a maidenhead. I didn’t feel any obstruction. I pulled out my finger, added a second, and pushed inside her. How slippery she was, unlike the older women I was with so often these days, unlike her mother. I sank my fingers into her as far as I could go. Her whole body shook. She was ready, about to explode.
I pulled out my fingers, moved a leg over hers, pushed her other leg wider open, and rolled on top of her. I thought about putting her legs over my shoulders, Asian style, but then remembered something even more powerful, something I had forgotten, hadn’t even done with her mother. That was good. It made this be a real first time for her. I wondered if she would share the details with her mother.
My robe was loose, untied, and it opened as I lay down on top of her. My erection came to rest over her vaginal opening. She was shaking. It had been a long time since I made love to a virgin. Was she a virgin? She seemed scared, anxious. If she wasn’t a virgin, lovemaking was still a rare novelty for her. I let more of my weight press the length of my cock into her now-fluffy, swollen lips. I looked at her. She looked at me.
“Okay?” I asked.
“Okay,” she said, she said with a tiny nod.
I pulled back, tilted my hips up, my cock down, reached between us, guided my cock head, sliding it a couple times up and down her pussy lips to get it wet, then pushed down, along her slit, until the tip of my cock found her opening. I rocked carefully forward. She was tight. It had been a long time since I fucked a woman who had not born any children. But she was oozing gobs of lubricant, so I pushed inside. I watched her face, saw how my thick cock was uncomfortable for her.
“Okay?” I whispered, sinking deeper.
“Okay,” she said, but without the usual smile.
I was still a ways from sinking my full length inside her when I bumped into the top of her vagina. She winced.
“Okay?” I asked.
She shook her head, no. I pulled back just a bit, then stopped, inside her with a little more than half my length.