This is a story adapted from real life, it is about my soul mate and our journey of sexual discovery and the war between our differing sexual appetites. Hopefully part one leaves you just as worked up as I was and wanting more. If you like part one there are many more stories to come.
Our first time.
The love of my life is amazing, she is the most innocent creature on earth. She is absolutely stunning, just a few inches shorter than me with soft brown hair and the most perfect green eyes. Her figure is something else but she's always trying to hide it because of how self-conscious she is, but there's no way in hell to hide those fucking amazing 42 "F" boobs and wide fertile hips. She got far too much attention in high school from horny teenagers grabbing and molesting her in the corridors of her strictly catholic upbringing.
I think it really must have put her off dating in her younger years. But how else do you find such a rare bird as a 26 year old virgin with all her innocence in one piece? We went on a few dates, she's the smartest woman I've ever met, which went a long way in hiding her inexperience in the dating world. As you'd expect one thing led to another and we got pretty close, but not wanting to rush things with such an amazing woman we didn't make our relationship sexual for the longest time.
There I was still blissful unaware she hadn't popped her cherry yet, tricked into thinking otherwise because she said she'd tried having a boyfriend years ago. Long after she revealed "he was too pushy and she wasn't ready for that yet" so she'd dumped him after not very long. I didn't ask more details at the time.
After us dating for so long, we knew each others plans, life goals, she wanted two kids and so did I. In hindsight her telling me she didn't like the idea of birth control because of the cancer risk was probably a heads up to buy some condoms but all the same I had some ready. I wasn't a virgin, not since I was eighteen anyway but at this point we'd gotten close and even slept in the same bed a few times but never done the deed. We'd also talked about my previous experiences and how (who doesn't) I absolutely detest condoms. So this is where the next night she stays at my house comes in. We'd been out for another amazing date at the cinema watching some period drama that she'd picked.
I decided to pull out all the stops and cooked her one of my favourite meals, chicken keiv from scratch. But it had been a long and exhausting night, so we turned in to my bedroom almost too tired to commit to the act.