My First Time

As I am here sitting in front of my mirror, getting dressed to go out to dinner with an old friend, I couldn't help but reminisce on the good old days and everything that had happened back then. My husband recently reconnected with his old buddy, Michael and the three of us began hanging out once again, like we used to back in the day. We hadn't seen Mike in a good 12 or 13 years so it was nice to reconnect. Upon reconnecting and getting together a few times, Mike reached out and asked me if I wanted to grab lunch one day. I told him it sounded great and we made plans to go out a few days later. Now, as I am here getting dressed to go out for lunch with Mike, I couldn't help but think about where it all started. You see, I husband and I have been together for 17 years, and he's basically been my first for a lot of things, except for one. He thinks that he was the one to fuck me first, but that's not the case. I've never had the courage to tell him that he wasn't my first, because it would break his heart, if he knew who my first was. It's a secret that I felt were 17 years, and intend on holding for the rest of my life and of course, as you may have guessed, it involved Mike.

You see, Mike and my husband José, were best friends back in the day. They went to school together, graduated together and even got jobs at the same mechanical shop. They were pretty much inseparable back then. The only difference was that José, was rather shy, while Mike was quite the ladies man. When I started dating José, I was only his second girlfriend in his life while Michael was on his 20th by then. He never really settled long and just have fun with the girls and then moved on. Our little secret began back when José and me first started dating.

It was probably a good two or three months into our relationship, and I was headed home from class. As I was walking along, I heard a car pull up alongside me and looked over to see Mike. I smiled and walked over to the passenger window to see what he was up to. He told me he had taken the day off and was driving around when he saw me. He asked if I wanted a ride, and wanted to hang out until José got out of work. I said sure and jumped in his car because we had done that before. Normally, we would all hang out over at Mike's house because he lived in his parents basement and they were really cool people. They didn't care what he did as long as none of us got in trouble. We would usually hang out and have a few drinks on Friday nights as well as going the weekends.

Once I was in his car, we began to drive around on the main avenue, while blasting the music, since that was the cool thing to do at the time. Eventually, we headed back to his house to hang out and watch TV until José got out of work. As we were sitting on the bed, Mike handed me a Smirnoff, which was our drink of choice at the time. We sat and enjoyed it while chitchatting with one another. As we were chatting, Mike began to ask about my relationship with José and how things were going. I told him all was well and we were progressing along slowly. He chuckled at what I said, and asked if it was too slow for me. I smiled back at him and told him that it kind of was. The most José and I had done was kissing each other, and feeling each other up a bit but never went farther than that. Like I said, José was rather shy and tended to take things very slowly. Me on the other hand, I was young and my hormones were flaring at that time. I wanted to experience things, but figured I would have to wait until he was ready.

Mike and I continued talking about it and he asked how many other guys I had ever hooked up with. I told him that José was actually my first one, because I had always been so busy hitting the books that I never really paid attention to the guys. We talked about it a bit, before he asked me if I ever wondered what it would be like to kiss someone else. I thought about it for a second, and maybe it was a Smirnoff that was talking, but I looked at him and said that I did get curious sometimes. He asked if I would ever consider hooking up with someone else if the opportunity ever presented itself, and I nodded, telling him that I would probably try it out just to experience it. Without warning, Mike leaned in and planted his lips on mine. I was caught off guard, but didn't pull back. Instead, I found myself kissing him back and the two of us did that for a few seconds before breaking the kiss.

After breaking the kiss, we stared into each other's eyes and he asked how it was. I told him it was very nice and that I had enjoyed it. With that, he leaned in again and we locked lips. We kissed each other pretty passionately for a while but didn't really go much further than that that afternoon. Eventually, my boyfriend showed up from work and the three of us hung out until it was time to go home. That night, instead of feeling regret for what I had done, I felt kind of excited. I laid in bed, thinking about what had occurred that afternoon, and hoped I would get the opportunity to do it again. I guess my hormones were driving me nuts. After that day, Mike and I would hook up whenever we had the opportunity, and that's pretty much what we did for the next couple of weeks until one afternoon.

On a Thursday afternoon, as I was walking home from class again, Mike pulled up once again. He had taken a half-day of work and was drive around to see if he could spot me. I hopped in his car and just like we've done in the past, we drove around for a bit before heading back to his house. After breaking out the Smirnoff's, we hung on his bed and hooked up once again. This time we took things a little farther and felt each other's bodies up. I could feel his hard cock through his pants and felt excited. He noticed and began to unzip his pants. He slid them down, along with his boxers and just looked over at me.

It was the first time I had ever seen a guys cock up close, since I had never gone this far with my boyfriend. Up until then, I had only seen them on TV or online. I stared at it for a bit and was rather impressed. It must've been about 6 or 7 inches long and fairly thick. As I stared at it Mike leaned over and kissed me again. After kissing for a few seconds, he broke the kiss but left his and behind my head and slowly guided me towards his cock. It was a really sure what to do but went with my instincts and opened my mouth. I took his cock into my mouth and he began to guide my head as I bobbed up and down on it. For my first try, I wasn't doing too bad as I sucked on his cock and gave him my first-ever blowjob. I figured I was doing a pretty good job by the way that Mike was moaning. As I continued bobbing on his cock, Mike let go my head and reached down and began to squeeze my ass. I continued doing what I was doing before I felt him tense up. Within seconds, he began to cum, shooting waves of his hot seed down my throat. I continue to bob on it while doing the best I could to swallow his load. It wasn't the best thing I had ever tasted, but it wasn't so bad either.

Once he was done cumming, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and pulled his pants back up. I took a quick drink of my Smirnoff and Mike thanked me while asking me how it was. I smiled and told him that it wasn't bad and that I had enjoyed doing it. He thanked me again and the two of us hung out until José arrived. After grabbing a bite to eat, we all eventually went home to our respective homes and of course José and I did ever usual kissing before calling it a night. Little did he know that his best friends cock had been in my mouth, earlier that afternoon. From that day on, if Mike and I got a chance to hang out by ourselves, I usually ended up blowing him. All this took place for the next month or so and Mike was able to enjoy a handful of blowjobs from me, while I tried to push José to take things further because I really wanted to do this stuff with him.

About a month and a half or so after this all began, I was home from class on spring break and was puttering around the house. My boyfriend had taken the day off as well and I was hoping we could have hung out, lady had a few things to tend to and wasn't really comfortable coming over because he hadn't met my folks yet. I reassured him that it wasn't a big deal and he could come over, but he wouldn't budge. Naturally, because they were such good friends, Mike was hanging out with him that day and had overheard the conversation that José was having with me over the phone. Sure enough, about an hour later, the doorbell rang and I hoped that José had changed his mind but when I opened it, I saw Mike standing there with some flowers, as well as some food. He told me that he didn't want me to be lonely so he picked up lunch and came over to hang out. We enjoyed the food and naturally, it wasn't long before we were in my bedroom, and his cock was in my mouth. Once we were done, he grabbed a Smirnoff and gave it to me. As I enjoyed it, we chatted and he said that he wanted to do something special for me. I asked him what it was, and he said that I had been very good to him for a while and that he wanted to return the favor. I smiled and asked what he had in mind, and he told me that it was my turn to experience the joy of a tongue going down on you. I was excited and a bit nervous at the same time because I had never done anything like this, but he reassured me that it would be fine and that I would feel great. I just smiled and before I knew it, we were kissing each other again.

As we kissed, he began to undress me, and although I was a bit hesitant at first, I finally let him do it. He slowly pulled off all my clothing, leaving me completely naked in front of him. It was the first time anyone had seen me naked. Something about it felt erotic and it was definitely having an effect on he. Once I was naked, he laid me down on my bed and began to kiss all over my body. It felt amazing, to feel his lips roaming my entire body. As much as I wished that it were José doing it, I was enjoying it just as well.

Mike took his time, exploring my body with his lips and tongue, making sure to work my nipples before kissing a trail down between my legs. I began to get nervous as he got closer and closer to my pussy. After a few seconds of doing this, I felt his tongue work its way onto my clit. I almost jumped out of bed at the feeling. Mike took his time and began to lick and suck my clit, driving me wild in the process. It was the first time I had ever experienced any of these feelings and they were amazing. He did this for a bit before slowly working a finger into my pussy. There was more than I could handle and I could feel a strange energy building and my body. Mike continued to lick my clit and as I became wetter, he managed to get a second finger into me. It was a heck of a feeling and one that ultimately sent me over the edge. Within a few seconds, I experienced my first-ever orgasm, cumming as hard as I possibly could. I lifted my hips, and let out a loud moan while Mike continued to lick and suck my pussy. It was an intense and amazing feeling and as I slowly came down off my high, I felt extremely weak but at the same time I felt amazing. I was as horny as I had ever been and couldn't believe how great that was.

After coming down off my high, Mike pulled his lips off my pussy but continued to finger me slowly. I laid in bed and enjoyed the feeling I noticed that his cock was hard as a rock once again. I reached over and began to stroke it for me while he looked down and smiled at me. He asked if I was enjoying, and I just nodded while smiling at him. He then picked up the pace with his fingers while I continued to stroke his cock. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his fingers and as I was doing so, he asked if I wanted to enjoy a bit more and take things further. I then respond and just looked up at him while enjoying the feel of his fingers sliding in and out of me. I knew that I should have stopped him at that point, but I just couldn't. Something inside of me wanted more. Instead of saying no, I looked up at him and bit my lip. He took that as a sign and reached over to his pants, and pulled out a condom. I didn't say anything and just watched as he put the condom on his cock and then worked his way over between my legs.

My nerves are on edge and my excitement grew as Mike leaned down and licked my pussy once again. I was already pretty wet and he was just adding to it. After licking a bit, he got back up and positioned himself, with his cock in his hand. He lowered it to my opening and began to slowly rub it around. I closed my eyes and waited in anticipation for what was about to occur. Slowly, I felt him penetrate me as I gripped the sides of the bed and let out a moan. I bit down on my lip as he slowly pushed his cock into me. It hurt at first, but Mike took his time and allowed my pussy to adjust to his cock. He let it sit in me for a bit as we locked lips once again. After a minute or so, he began to slowly thrust in and out of me as I wrapped my arms around him, sinking my nails into his back. I began to moan as I laid in my bed getting fucked for the very first time. It was such an intense feeling and one that sent me over the edge yet again. As I came, Mike picked up his pace a bit and fucked me a little harder. I continued to moan and told him tightly as he worked his cock in and out of my tight pussy. He in turn, moaned back into my ear, telling me how amazing I felt. We went at it for a short time before he finally came in his condom and pulled out of me.

Once he was done, he collapsed onto the bed by my side as the two of us tried to catch our breaths. It was such an amazing feeling and was everything that I had expected. Like I said, I wished it had been José who had done it, but I had gotten caught up in the moment and enjoyed every second of it.

After a while, Mike's cock began to stir again, and after putting on another condom, he fucked me again, before we had to clean up and call it a day. I actually had to wash my bed sheets, because of the huge wet spot that was in. Since I was off that week, Mike came over and managed to fuck me a few more times. It was an amazing feeling and one that I enjoyed thoroughly. Thankfully, about two weeks after Mike had fucked me, I managed to convince my boyfriend to take things further. I practically threw myself at him and had to pretend like he was the first one to fuck me. He had no clue and after that day, I continued to fuck the both of them. It was a great time in my life and I was enjoying it because I was horny as hell and couldn't get enough cock in me. Sadly, Mike eventually ended up meeting someone and actually settled down. They got married and he moved down the shore. We eventually lost touch with one another, until a few weeks ago.

Now, as I slid my tights on without any panties, I wondered what going out for lunch would bring. It had been a very long time since I had experienced his cock inside of me, and I wondered if he would even be interested anymore. I guess we would see what happened...