Subject: Jane Ward - Losing My Virginity
Written by: Jane Ward <daddyluvsjanie@yahoo.com>
Posted by: Kelly <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
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Hi, Kelly
You have been asking about my first time, and I promised to tell you.
I was 15 and so was my good friend Cathy, who lived across the street. I was
over at her house one time when we started to talk about sex. I was not
experienced with sex, but she was. My mother had told me about the basics of
sex, but did not get to share a lot of the special things about it. And as much
as I loved and appreciated mine, daddies are just not very good for that kind of
talk with a young girl. Mother had died when I was 12. So she had been gone
for 3 years. As my girl friend and I talked, we began to compare things about
ourselves. Like our budding little breasts. She was a little ahead of me
there. We took off our shirts to compare them. Without think of why or if I
should, I reached out to touch hers and it felt good. Strange, but good. Then
she started feeling of mine. Once we started, we didn't know where to stop, so
we wound up taking off all of our clothes. We got carried away with our
exploration of each other, and soon we each had our fingers in the others pussy.
We both experienced a climax that way. Then she told me she wanted to show me
an even better way. She had me lay down and she got between my legs and began
to lick me down there. I had heard talk of course, but this was the real thing.
She put a finger in me too, while she licked me, and soon I had another climax.
Wow! So I did her the same way. As I said before she had already become
sexually active, but I hadn't.
I think the thing you were really asking me about was sex with a boy or a man.
My first fuck. When I gave up my virginity. Well that comes next. She had an
older brother. He was 17. His name is Howard. She told me that if I thought
sex with her felt good, I should try what they do. She told me that her brother
had been fucking her for at least two years. I had no idea. I couldn't say
anything for a little while, so she asked me if I would like to get him to fuck
me. I found myself saying, "Do you think he would want to?" I had a lot to
learn about boys and men, didn't I.. My mother had not gotten to tell me some
of the things a girl needs to know about those guys. So she laughed and said
that she really believed he would like to do me. In fact he had recently asked
her about me right after they had fucked. Boys!! He just finished fucking his
lovely sister and right away he asks her about another girl. Just what a girl
wants to hear at a time like that. So a few days later, I was over at their
house again and Howard was home. Their parents were gone. Well, Cathy asked me
if I was still interested in trying out Howard. Would I like for him to take my
cherry and make me a woman, she asked. I asked her if she had talked to him
about me. And was he really interested in me that way. She said, "I'll call
him and see what you think." When he came into the room, he got a real big
smile on his face. I like smiles. He said, "Hi, Jane." Then Cathy came right
to it. She asked him if he had thought about what she had told him about me.
He said it was hard to think of anything else since she told him. That sounded
so good to a young impressionable girl, coming from and older boy. He came over
and sat beside me and put an arm around me. He said that he had been watching
me grow up and had wanted for a long time to get to know me better. He put his
other hand on my bare leg. I remember I was wearing shorts and a halter top.
As we talked, his hand moved farther up my leg until he was touching me through
my tight shorts. After a little of that he said, "Why don't we get those out of
the way?" I didn't hesitate. I began pushing my shorts down and off, and my
panties with them. He took off my top and felt of my small breasts. I didn't
need even a training bra back then. He leaned over and kissed each nipple.. I
was surprised at how hard they got. While he did that his hand went to my
crotch again. This time, with my clothes gone, his fingers started rubbing my
pussy. Soon he pressed a finger in just a little. It felt exciting. Suddenly
he stopped fondling me and he stood up and took off his clothes. He stepped in
front of me with his hard cock in front of my face. My daddy was always very
careful that I never saw him naked or anything, so all I had to compare Howard
to were a few mostly clinical pictures, bulges in pants, and talk from other
girls. But I was impressed. Cathy had told me he liked her to suck his cock
some before he put it in her. So for the first time, I took a boy's cock in my
mouth. I had worried about it, but I found it felt good having it there. And I
wasn't ready to release it when he pulled it out and had me lay back on the
couch. He got between my legs and positioned himself with that nice tasting
cock at my pussy. He looked at me and asked if I was sure that I wanted this.
In my excitement I blurted out, "Fuck me." I thought later, "Where did that
come from? Did I really say that?" For the first time, I had told a boy to
fuck me. And yes he did. I really believe he cared about what we were doing,
too. He wasn't just trying to get his jollies with a new girl. No, I didn't
think he loved me or anything like that. It's just that he seemed to care about
me and how I felt. I didn't reach a climax, but he sure did. But he pulled out
of me at the last minute and his cum went all over my tummy and up on my chest
around my little tits. He knew that I was not on the pill like his sister, and
we had not used a condom. My first experience with all that mess, but at the
time I thought it was the most wonderful thing that had ever been on me. Well I
found that after that first stabbing pain, I liked the way it felt to have him
in me. I also had found that I liked his cock in my mouth and a few days later
I had a chance to try that again. And I did my first real blow job on him.
Cathy had talked to me about how much he liked that, and especially when she let
him cum in her mouth and she swallowed it, which she didn't always do. She said
I didn't have to do that if I didn't want to. I wasn't sure about how that
would go, but I wanted to impress Howard, so I did it. I learned that I liked
it and I have been hooked on men's cum ever since.
No, I didn't think I was in love with him, nor he with me. We just enjoyed
fucking and sucking. We got to do it several more times before their family
moved away. I got to watch him fuck Cathy, too. And boy could she suck cock.
I found that I enjoyed having her watch me with Howard also. In fact I can't
remember a time that we fucked without Cathy there. We never double teamed him,
though. I think it was especially nice that she was there with us the first
time. I think I was a little less afraid with her there. So, there you have my
initiation into the wonderful wide world of sex.
I never asked her and she never mentioned it, but sometimes I wandered if her
father ever fucked her. I new that kind of thing happens sometimes. And since
her brother was fucking her, who knows. I guess it was in my mind, because I
had already begun to think of daddy that way. Now that I knew more about sex, I
thought about him even more.
I have been working on something I want to share with you, but I haven't gotten
though it yet. I'll try to get it finished soon. Some of my memories during my
marriage are just not the most pleasant times of my life. And lately I have
been having some very good times, and would rather write about them. But I have
thought more about those early experiences lately. Making reference to one
woman in particular in my letters, has gotten me thinking more about them
lately. Permit me a little self therapy.
Kelly, have you started your new teaching job, yet? I know school started here
over a week ago. Would love to hear about it.
Write soon.
Love,
Janie
Jane Ward 03 - Losing My Virginity