Christine's Story

Chapter One-2

Christine arrives, at the plaza, a few minutes late. She had not figured on the crowd slowing her down. She sees Richard and sneaks up behind him. She saw him looking around for her. Richard had gotten to the plaza early. He is seated on the steps with a small blanket to sit on. The blanket is open enough for her to sit also. He was hoping Christine would show up. She taps him on the shoulder from behind. “Looking for someone?”

Richard stands up and hugs her. “Matter of fact, I was looking for someone…someone special.” He takes her hand and helps her down to sitting on the blanket. Once seated, he gives her a small kiss. They hold hands listening to the music for an hour.

After the concert, they roam around the fairgrounds looking at exhibits. They dined on nachos and ice cream. Richard holds her hand most of the time. Christine’s pulse rate has been about ten points higher than normal. She knows they are not going to be just holding hands. He keeps her waiting in suspense. Finally, he suggests they sit on a park bench a little off to the side of things. It is almost ten at night; the fairgrounds crowd is thinning out. On the park bench, they are alone. Christine is thinking, this is it; he’s going to make a move.

Richard puts his arm around her. The night air has cooled. He puts his hand to her face, turning it a little toward him, and kisses her. Christine forces herself to breathe deeply. She is nervous but very much wants Richard to pleasure her. With his next kiss, he moves his hand from her face to her breast. He gently caresses her. Christine’s soft titties are easily felt through the thin blouse and no bra. After the kiss, he removes his hand.

Christine takes his hand and returns it to her breast. They kiss several times with Richard feeling both of her titties. They quickly stop when a few people happen to pass by. Christine tries to act as if they are resting on the bench. She wishes they had a more private place.

“Christine,” Richard is looking down a little. “I hope you don’t think this is too forward. I have my truck in the parking lot. It has a big back seat.” He looks up. “We would be more comfortable.”

Christine knows if she accepts Richard’s invitation, she most likely will be intimate with him. She cannot wait. “I think more comfortable would be perfect.” She trusts Richard.

They walk from the park bench, holding hands, out of the fairgrounds and into the parking lot. Many people have gone home; the parking lot has thinned down. Richard’s truck is off to the side in a non-conspicuous place. Richard had planned ahead well. They climb into the back seat. Christine notices the front seats had been slid forward. There is nothing in the back seat but them and a small pillow. Richard locks the doors.

Christine has never been in a back seat with a boy before; she has not been anywhere with a boy before. She sits next to him as they did on the park bench, turns her head toward him, and they kiss. His hand is on her titties with the first kiss. He is making Christine feel all tingly. She wants more, but she has no idea how to make it happen. Fortunately, Richard does; his fingers move to under the bottom of her blouse. As he kisses her, she can feel his hand move up to her bare titties. The feeling is wonderful; it is so intimate.

They kiss a few more times. Richard asks, “Would it be Ok if I took off your top? I think it would be better.”

Christine thinks it would be better too. “Ok!” Together they remove her thin blouse. Her titties are out in the open. There is enough light from the parking lot lights, for Richard to see them. Christine likes the feeling of her titties free for him to feel. Now it is her turn to make a move. With the next kiss, Christine lets her hand move to the front of his pants. She is surprised to feel a large, hard bulge. Richard whimpers a little at her touch.

Richard moves his hand to the crotch of her jeans. They kiss while touching each other. After a few more kisses, Richard grasps Christine hand and removes it from his pants. Christine first thinks he does not want her to touch him, but them he puts her hand on the buckle of his belt. She gets it; he wants her to take off his pants.

This is Christine’s first time at this…she is catching on fast. She unbuckles his belt, undoes the top button, and lowers the zipper. Richard lifts his butt a little, and they slide his pants down together. There is enough light for Christine to see the bulge in Richards underwear. She touches it. It is a bit cramped. Richard straightens it for her. Christine feels his c**k and balls through his underwear. It seems big to her and very hard. Richard pulls his underwear down for her to see and feel him.

Christine thinks it is huge. It is big, and it is hard. She runs her hand over his c**k and touches his balls. His balls are a lot smaller than the testicles on the bull. They are soft, squishy, and fun to feel. Christine is excited; she wants Richard.

Things start moving faster. They still kiss now and then. Clothing is coming off. Richard kicks off his pants and underwear; Christine takes off his shirt…he is naked. She loves his body. His hard c**k sticks straight out. She touches it often.

Richard undoes the button on her jeans, lowers the zipper, and takes them off. He can see her special panties in the dim light. He knows she must have put them on for him. He rubs her p***y through her panties. Christine is moaning and squirming in the seat. Christine has touched her p***y before, but this is different. Richard is making her feel grown up. Christine wants to go all the way with him. She takes off her own panties. They are both naked.

This is a first for Christine, but she knows the basics. She lies back on the seat with her head on the pillow. She spreads her legs with her p***y pointed right at him. Richard’s c**k is dripping pre-c*m, as he positions himself between her legs. She watches Richard opens a condom package. He removes it from the package and rolls it down the length of his p***s. Christine is pleased he is taking care of her. He moves toward her p***y. The end of his c**k touches her p***y lips. He rubs the end on the lips a short time. He pushes gently.

Christine’s p***y is extremely wet from the foreplay; the head of his c**k enters her. He slowly goes back and forth, getting deeper with every stroke. There was a little discomfort as it went in the first time, but that is soon forgotten from the pleasure. Christine has her eyes closed; she concentrates on the feeling of his c**k sliding in and out of her p***y. She is having intercourse and loves it. The feeling is fantastic.

It is also fantastic for Richard. He was horny and turned on to start. It is all he can do to slowly f**k Christine and not get his c**k off. He tries to pace himself, go slow, and stop stroking often to keep from coming. His ability to prevent shooting c*m is made difficult by her wet, tight p***y. He tries, but before long, he is shooting c*m.

Christine can feel him tense and feel him bury his c**k in her. She knows he is having an orgasm. She wishes he could do it longer, but it is still incredible. Afterwards, Richard apologizes for coming so quickly. “I’m sorry, but you are just so pretty and so hot, I could not take more.”

Richard sits on his side of the back seat; he has Christine lie on the seat, on her side, facing him. She is in a position to be kissed. His hand can touch her freshly f****d p***y. Her titties are against his chest, as he kisses her. He begins touching her wet p***y and massaging her clit. He is sorry he came so early. He wants to give her an orgasm from touching her. He has his hand such that the palm is a little above her p***y. His middle finger is sliding into the crack of her p***y. He can give her clit stimulation from his middle finger going back and forth.

It takes a while, but Christine begins to feel very aroused down there. She has touched herself in the past, but this is different. Her p***y is feeling terrific; she holds Richard tight, as her breathing slows. She spreads her legs a little more for him. Soon, all she can think about is her p***y, and how good it feels. The rest of the world does not exist; this is about her p***y. Christine has never had an orgasm before tonight. When she begins to go into climax, she is surprised how wonderful it is, and how her body is responding. She has a strong orgasm; she moans loudly.

Her orgasm has given Richard a hard-on again. He has her sit facing him. Her p***y continues to quiver from her orgasm. It slides down the shaft of his c**k. Christine is in control this time; she fills her p***y with his c**k…moaning all the time. Her p***y has been in climax for the entire time, as he comes a second time.

They sit together, naked, in the back seat for quite a while talking. It is very intimate and surprisingly comfortable. Richard apologizes for having to leave to another gig the next day. His group plays for fairs and dances all over the state.

“Christine, I want you to know you are special. I don’t do this kind of thing often.” He squeezes her against him. “This has been awesome.”

Christine is sorry he will be leaving. She knows he is ten years older than her and not really boyfriend material, but he has been her first lover. He made it perfect. Christine will remember this evening and Richard for the rest of her life. They are both happy about the encounter.

Christine might have lost her virginity that night, but she learned a lot about life and s*x. Some may think a wild romp in the back seat of Richard’s truck could be thought wrong, but in Christine’s mind, it was very right. She was ready to be pleasured for the first time; she is happy a nice guy like Richard could take her there.

Christine never told Kathy about her erotic time with Richard. It is something for her to remember fondly. Christine would be reminded of this night often; every time she looks at George, the stuffed giraffe, she thinks of Richard.

***

Other than her time at the County Fair, Christine did not have much experience with s*x. She was always fine with the idea of it. She knows it is a normal part of life and relationships. She never felt as if it was something wrong. It was just a part of life…a fun part she suspected.

Earlier the same summer before the County Fair, Christine had started playing with her p***y. It started in the shower when she soaped up and washed it. It felt so good she kept on washing it. At first, she never actually had an orgasm from her time in the shower. Now that she has met Richard, she knows how exciting an orgasm can be and wants to do it again.

Christine experimented with rubbing her p***y. She knows it felt the best to rub the top part of her p***y when she soaps it up. She has also found closing her eyes and pretending something naughty is going on, makes her p***y feel even better. One time she pretended Richard had his p***s in her, while she m*********d her soapy p***y. In her mind his c**k was sliding in and out of her…she liked it. She can almost feel him inside her. She rubs the top part of her p***y faster. She touches her n*****s with her other hand.

Christine can feel herself moving toward orgasm. It is the same feeling she had when Richard was f*****g her. She squeezes her n*****s and vigorously rubs her clit. Her p***y is heading toward climax. She keeps going and soon gets her p***y off with the warm shower cascading down her body. She is thinking, that was great.

Christine learned to use lotion on her p***y also. It even worked well with only the moistness from her p***y. She especially enjoyed to get her p***y off at bedtime, then snuggle with George…falling asleep with a smile on her face.