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Emma's First Time
by Carl Zak Brown (c) 2002                                 

As Emma's 16th birthday approached, she wondered if her American boyfriend John (who she had "met" in an Internet chatroom) would remember this year. He had promised to e-mail a card for her previous birthday, but he had forgotten. Since then, they had only been in contact a couple of times by e-mail.

The big day arrived and after she returned from school, she checked her e-mails. She really hoped there would be something from John, but to her disappointment, there wasn't.

As 6 o'clock approached, she wondered what her mum had prepared for her birthday tea. Emma liked a cake with candles on, she didn't mind what came before. However, this year she couldn't detect baking smells from the kitchen, she wondered what had happened.

Suddenly the doorbell rang. Emma went to answer it, and on the doorstep was a man carrying a bunch of flowers and a parcel wrapped in shiny paper. She thought she vaguely recognised him. He said "hi Emma, it's me, John!" He smiled at her and she smiled back.

Just then, her mum came to the door. "John arranged it with me", she said. "He's taking you out to dinner tonight, go and get changed quickly, there's a taxi coming in half an hour".

Emma was really excited. She went and got ready as quickly as she could, but the taxi had been beeping its horn for ten minutes before she came down the stairs. "You look radiant" her mum said, and Emma could see from looking at John that he agreed.

They went and sat in the taxi. John told the driver to take them to a nearby hotel. Once they got there, he said to Emma "we can eat in the restaurant or if you prefer, we can have food sent up to my room". Emma surprised herself when she heard herself say "let's eat in your room".

They went up to his room. There was a little table near one of his bedroom windows. They looked at the menu and agreed what to order. They chatted while they waited for the food to arrive.

A waiter knocked on the door, and delivered the food. Once he had gone, John said "we can sit on the chairs, or we could move the table next to the bed, and sit next to each other while we eat". Emma agreed that sitting next to each other would be more fun.

As they finished their dessert, John asked "Do you remember the night before I returned to America? We had that conversation on Messenger" Emma said "yeah". John reminded her that he had wanted to cuddle her, and as he talked he put his arm around her. Then he said, "would you like me to kiss you?" and Emma again said "yeah".

He kissed her on the cheek first, then on the nose, which made her giggle. Then he kissed her gently on the mouth. As she opened her mouth slightly, he slipped the tip of his tongue into her mouth. She didn't resist, so he slowly extended his tongue. After a moment, her tongue met his.

They continued kissing and cuddling for several minutes. Then John started stroking her left breast gently through her clothes. He stopped kissing her for a moment and said "Do you like that?" Emma, said "yeah, but keep kissing me". John was not stupid, he did not need to be asked twice, so he resumed kissing her while he continued stroking her breast, occasionally moving his hand down the side of her body to touch her hip. After a few more minutes, Emma said "you are mussing my dress". "I know", said john, "Why don't you take it off, there's a hanger over there".

For a moment he thought he had gone too far, but then Emma got up and took off her dress, putting it on the hanger he had indicated. As she walked back to him, he saw her figure properly for the first time, noticing especially her lovely breasts, not too big and not too small. She said, "why don't you take your shirt and trousers off, we wouldn't want to crease them would we?" John immediately moved to comply, wondering if he should finish the job and remove his underpants as well, but looking at her, he did not think she was ready for that yet.

He suggested that they should lie down on the bed and Emma agreed. They resumed kissing and cuddling, but now when he moved his hands over her body, he was touching bare flesh between her bra and her panties. After a few minutes, John started stroking round Emma's navel very gently. As he had hoped, she was slightly ticklish in this area. As she convulsed with laughter, she rolled over onto her back. John quickly moved astride her, and looked down at her laughing face.

He couldn't resist kissing her again. It was such a lovely face, he didn't think he would ever tire of looking at it, especially when she smiled, as she was now.

He started stroking her breasts again, feeling the soft flesh through her bra. "Can I take this off?" he said. Emma was ready, she leant forward and reached behind her to undo the bra.

As he saw her breasts exposed for the first time, he was amazed at how beautiful they were. He couldn't resist kissing them, then he sucked her left nipple gently, until it was hard and erect. Then he turned his attention to Emma's right nipple, sucking that to firmness as well.

Emma was moaning softly from the pleasure that she was experiencing. John realised that the time had come, and swiftly pulled off his boxer shorts, then gently started easing her panties down.

Emma looked up, then realised what he was doing she lifted her hips from the bed. John pulled the panties down to her feet, and Emma kicked them off.

John looked down with wonder at her lovely pussy. He realised that she was also inspecting his penis. He laid her back down and kissed her again, then slowly started kissing down her body, first her neck, then her breasts, then her belly, until he finally reached his ultimate goal, her glorious pussy.

He stuck his tongue into her pussy entrance, and Emma gave a yelp of surprise, she obviously wasn't expecting this. However, it soon became clear that she was enjoying it, moaning softly as he licked her most private area. To start off with, he mostly avoided her clitoris, but each time his tongue touched it, Emma gave an extra loud moan.

As she became more and more excited, John concentrated more and more attention on her clitoris. He could tell that she was approaching her orgasm, and after a minute or two more of licking, her body arched and went rigid as she had her first climax of the night. As she relaxed, John held her in his arms and showered kisses on her face.

After she had calmed down, John said "are you ready?" Emma was tempted to ask "ready for what?" but she could feel his hard penis lying rigid on her belly. She said "yes, I think so".

When he was sure that she meant it, John positioned his penis at her pussy lips, and pushed it gently in. when he had pushed it in about a centimetre, he pulled it partially out again. At first he appeared to be content to maintain this level of penetration, but after a couple of minutes Emma realised that more and more of his penis was inside her as he continued to push it in and out.

Suddenly, his penis struck a barrier. It was her hymen. John felt duty bound to ask her once more if she wanted to continue. She said she did, and once more she felt the head of John's penis against her hymen.

He pushed very very gently against it. She wondered if it would have been better to just push it through hard, but although it was uncomfortable, it did not really hurt. However, as the pushing continued, she felt something tear, and then it did hurt. She suddenly held John very tightly.

He stopped pushing for a moment, then resumed his rocking motion, pushing his penis further into her. At first it continued to hurt, but as her first fuck continued, she realised that the sensation was becoming pleasurable again, in fact very very pleasurable, it was the most wonderful sensation she had ever experienced...

...and as her second climax overcame her, she felt warm jets of liquid jetting into her belly, as John had his orgasm. It was lucky that John was kissing her again, and had his tongue in her mouth, otherwise her scream of pleasure might have woken everyone in the hotel.

After they had both recovered from their orgasms, John told Emma that her parents were not expecting her home and that she could stay the night. They drifted off to sleep in each others arms. But they did not sleep all night, they both enjoyed each others bodies each time they woke up during the night, and again before they got out of bed in the morning.

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