I lost my virginity to my friend's mom; she was 35, and divorced and still very good-looking. All the local hormonal teenage boys dreamed of what they wanted to do to her, me included - never knowing that I'd be the one to actually fulfill my fantasies.
The week before I joined the Royal Air Force, I called round for my buddy, but he wasn't in. His mother opened the door and told me he'd be back in around an hour and asked me if I wanted to wait. She was wearing a tight top and knee length skirt and looked fantastic, so what was I gonna do? Hang around for an hour outside waiting for him or sit staring at this gorgeous woman? Tough choice huh? She made us both a coffee, and we sat in the kitchen talking. After 10 minutes or so, she went to the bathroom, and I heard her calling, asking me to take her up a new lightbulb as the one in the bathroom had blown.
She had taken a small stool in there to climb on and take out the old one, and being the gentleman, I offered to put in the new one for her. As I was climbing down, the stool shook, and she grabbed my hips to steady me, my arms instinctively going around her shoulders. She looked up at me, noticing how my eyes were drawn to her cleavage, my heart racing as I felt her hands slip onto my ass. Instant hardon! She helped me down off the stool, and leaned forward, kissing me gently, as if gauging my reaction. When she realised there was no way I was going to pull away, she pressed her lips more firmly against mine, a soft moan escaping her. We stood there exploring each others lips and tongues for a few minutes before she took my hand, leading me to her bedroom.
My heart was racing - this was every young guys dream. She closed the door behind us, and made me sit on the end of the bed. I sat there mesmerised, as she took off her top, her full, firm breasts escaping from the top of her half-cut bra, her chest heaving as she slowly revealed herself to me. She unzipped her skirt, allowing it to fall to the floor; it felt like all my birthdays and Christmases rolled into one, this gorgeous woman standing there before me in just bra, panties and stockings! My mouth was dry just looking at her, and my cock felt as though it was about to burst from my jeans. She pushed me back on the bed and dropped to her knees, taking off my shoes and socks, before climbing on the bed and straddling my chest. My arms were pinned down by her knees, all I could do was gaze at the triangle of pale green material between her thighs, drawn taut by her legs being spread wide. I'd never been this close to a woman's pussy before; sure, I'd enjoyed the fumbling and illicit gropings that all teenagers practice, but this was the first time I'd been this close to a real naked pussy.
She reached behind her and unclipped her bra, sliding it off her shoulders, though covering her breasts with her hands as she pulled it off.
"Wanna see them?" she teased.
All I could do was nod as she slowly lowered her hands. Her breasts were round and proud, the nipples standing hard and erect; she was as turned on as me. I watched amazed, as she licked a finger on each hand, before circling each nipple with her wet fingers, making them glisten in the afternoon sunlight streaming through her bedroom window.
She shuffled backwards, straddling my thighs now, pushing my t-shirt up and off me. Taking my hands she placed them on her tits, the hard nipples grazing the palms of my hands. I hadn't realised how soft a woman's breasts were; my only previous touches were from slipping a hand inside a tight teenage bra; the feeling I got just caressing those bare globes of flesh was fantastic. Her head lolled backwards, a small moan escaping her lips, as I took her nipples between my finger and thumb. Looking down between her thighs I noticed a small damp patch appear on the front of her panties. I gasped as she reached down and touched the crotch of my jeans, stroking the bulge that was yearning to say hello to her. She smiled down at me as she unbuttoned and unzipped me, reaching her hand inside my shorts, her soft, cool fingers encircling me.
As quickly as I felt her hand take hold of me it was gone again - I opened my eyes, thinking I'd done something wrong, as I felt her weight ease backward off my thighs. She climbed off the bed, tugging my jeans down, reaching up to hook her fingers into the waistband of my shorts and drawing them down and off too.
My virgin cock sprang upwards as it was released.
"Well now" she said, "what's that?"
"I'm sorry Mrs. Emerson," I whispered...
"I think you'd better call me Wendy, don't you Garry? And this is your first time isn't it?"
"Yes Wendy" I replied, feeling myself blush.
She lay on the bed beside me, and lowered her mouth to mine once more, wanting to feel my young lips against her much more experienced ones. We kissed passionately, her tongue slipping into my mouth and coiling itself around mine, occasionally taking it into her mouth and sucking gently on it. I had never been kissed like this before. She lifted her leg across my thigh, the feel of her stockinged leg against my cock causing me to tremor.
"Have you ever touched a pussy Garry?" she breathed.
"Not really" I stammered, as she took hold of my hand, guiding it between her warm thighs. I marvelled at the silkiness of the material of her panties, feeling her hot moistness under my fingertips. She held my hand against her, before easing it into the top of her panties. She moaned as my eager fingers brushed her naked pussy for the first time, reaching down to push her panties down her thighs allowing me easier passage. My finger slipped inside her.
"Gently lover" she whispered, "gently..."
She lay back on the bed, pulling my head to her breasts, silently imploring me to take her hard nipple into my mouth, allowing me to explore my first naked woman. Her hips were rising against my hand as I stroked her.
