Second times the charm
Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2013 9:53 pm
This is a continuation of my first sex. I hope each of you enjoys the story and will share your adventures to bring the story board back to life.The night after my first sex I dreamed of the second time. I knew it would be more intimate. I never dreamed the second time would end up the way it did. I spent the week planning for the date Friday night.
I got a sponge to replace the one I used. I hid a blanket in the trunk of my car. I felt like lying on the ground would be much better then the front seat of an F150. I prepared my outfit for Friday night. I wanted to be sexy, yet easily accessible. Finally Friday arrived. I put on a low plunge front hook bra and button up shirt. I put on a fairly sheer pair of bikini underwear, a garter belt and hose (back then garter belts and hoses were much more common than panty hose) and an elastic waist flared skirt. The elastic waist was important because I could wear the skirt to my knees to get out of the house and then roll it up however short I wanted it after I was away from the house. I left the house and rolled the skirt up to mid thigh. I thought I looked pretty sexy. I arrived in town at our regular meeting place. A few minutes later his brother and one of his sisters arrived. My boyfriend came from a
family of four. The oldest brother was 21, then my boyfriend – 19, the oldest sister -17, and the youngest sister - 15. The irony was that the oldest brother and sister were very mature and responsible. My boyfriend and his youngest sister were both party animals. The two mature ones were there to inform me that my boyfriend had went camping for the weekend with some of his friends and wouldn't make Friday night or Saturday night dates. I was furious. When your 18 and you have just given your virginity to a man you think you own him. The brother and sister invited me to ride around town with them. I accepted since I had nothing else to do. It wasn't long before the sister departed to ride around with some of her friends. My boy friends brother and I were now riding around town alone. We got into
some good conversation. Town was dead for the night and he ask if I wanted to go to his mobile home and watch television. He had moved out from home a few years earlier. I thought what the heck and agreed to go. He dropped me off at my car and I followed him to his trailer. Ironically it was less then a mile from the spot where I lost my virginity. We arrived and I sat on the couch while he sat in a recliner chair. He got us both a soda to drink. The conversation slipped into life and deep subjects. He got out a photo album to show me his senior pictures and a few other pictures he had taken. I moved over and was sitting on the arm of his chair looking at the picture with him. Soon I had slid into the chair with him. The next moment we were in a deep passionate kiss. I couldn't stand it any
longer. All week I had dreamed of sex and if hunting was more important then me, I would have it with his brother. I reached over and picked up his hand and placed it on my breast. He began massaging my breast through the shirt. Then his hand started undoing the buttons. My shirt slid on the floor. He stopped, got up, and picked me up and toted me to his bed. He ask me about protection and I told him I had a sponge in the trunk of the car. This satisfied him. The bed certainly was more comfortable then the seat of an f150. Soon he had my bra off. But instead of attacking my breast like his brother, he started kissing and caressing them. His tongue worked its way from one nipple down to the bottom of the cleavage and up to the other nipple. He kept working back and forth coming up occasionally
for a kiss. Then he got up and reached for my skirt. He slid it off from my body. He reached and unhooked my garter belt. Then he slid my underpants off. Until a week earlier no man had seen my vagina but my dad when he changed my diapers as a little baby and the Dr. when he examined me. Now within six days two men had viewed it and
they were brothers. He dropped off his clothes. I noticed he was about the same size as his brother but a little thicker. I couldn't wait. He climbed back on the bed and started playing with my breast again. He worked down to my belly button and then he started licking my vagina. I was receiving my first oral sex. He sucked in my vagina lips and worked his tongue in and out of me. Soon I had wrapped my legs around his head and was pulling him tight. Then he
spread my legs back out and entered me. It was different this time. It was slow and purposeful. After about five minutes he rolled off me and had me climb on top. This was my first ride on top of a penis. His hands played with my breast as I bounced on him. I was in ecstasy. After another five minutes he rolled me off and mounted me
doggie style. After a few more minutes I felt him tense and for the second time in my life I felt the warm flow of cum penetrate my pussy. We both collapsed. He pulled me tight against him on the bed. My naked breasts were pressed against his naked chest. I could feel his limp, wet penis against my leg. We lay like this for probably twenty minutes. Then he got up and went and got the sponge for me. He walked me to the bathroom. While I wiped out he turned
on the shower. I told him I couldn't get in because of my hair. I had a shag haircut and it would take forever to dry and fix it if I got my hair wet. He produced a shower cap and I put it on. We climbed in the shower together. He caressed my body with soap washing every single inch of my body and rinsing me off. It was almost as erotic as the sex. Then he handed me the soap and I washed him the same way. It was the first time I held a penis in my hand.
I was surprised that as I washed and cleaned it that it became erect again. I wanted it a second time but I knew I had to get home. We got out of the shower and again he dried off every inch of my body and I returned the favor. After we had re-dressed he walked me to the car. We exchanged one more passionate kissed. We agreed that this had to be our secret because he did not want any family problems. I assured him it was our secret. I would return to his mobile home and bed a few weeks later. But this time he was out of town and my boyfriend took my there so we could use the bed. I don't know if either brother ever discussed sex with me with the other, but I have
thought of the two of them often.
I got a sponge to replace the one I used. I hid a blanket in the trunk of my car. I felt like lying on the ground would be much better then the front seat of an F150. I prepared my outfit for Friday night. I wanted to be sexy, yet easily accessible. Finally Friday arrived. I put on a low plunge front hook bra and button up shirt. I put on a fairly sheer pair of bikini underwear, a garter belt and hose (back then garter belts and hoses were much more common than panty hose) and an elastic waist flared skirt. The elastic waist was important because I could wear the skirt to my knees to get out of the house and then roll it up however short I wanted it after I was away from the house. I left the house and rolled the skirt up to mid thigh. I thought I looked pretty sexy. I arrived in town at our regular meeting place. A few minutes later his brother and one of his sisters arrived. My boyfriend came from a
family of four. The oldest brother was 21, then my boyfriend – 19, the oldest sister -17, and the youngest sister - 15. The irony was that the oldest brother and sister were very mature and responsible. My boyfriend and his youngest sister were both party animals. The two mature ones were there to inform me that my boyfriend had went camping for the weekend with some of his friends and wouldn't make Friday night or Saturday night dates. I was furious. When your 18 and you have just given your virginity to a man you think you own him. The brother and sister invited me to ride around town with them. I accepted since I had nothing else to do. It wasn't long before the sister departed to ride around with some of her friends. My boy friends brother and I were now riding around town alone. We got into
some good conversation. Town was dead for the night and he ask if I wanted to go to his mobile home and watch television. He had moved out from home a few years earlier. I thought what the heck and agreed to go. He dropped me off at my car and I followed him to his trailer. Ironically it was less then a mile from the spot where I lost my virginity. We arrived and I sat on the couch while he sat in a recliner chair. He got us both a soda to drink. The conversation slipped into life and deep subjects. He got out a photo album to show me his senior pictures and a few other pictures he had taken. I moved over and was sitting on the arm of his chair looking at the picture with him. Soon I had slid into the chair with him. The next moment we were in a deep passionate kiss. I couldn't stand it any
longer. All week I had dreamed of sex and if hunting was more important then me, I would have it with his brother. I reached over and picked up his hand and placed it on my breast. He began massaging my breast through the shirt. Then his hand started undoing the buttons. My shirt slid on the floor. He stopped, got up, and picked me up and toted me to his bed. He ask me about protection and I told him I had a sponge in the trunk of the car. This satisfied him. The bed certainly was more comfortable then the seat of an f150. Soon he had my bra off. But instead of attacking my breast like his brother, he started kissing and caressing them. His tongue worked its way from one nipple down to the bottom of the cleavage and up to the other nipple. He kept working back and forth coming up occasionally
for a kiss. Then he got up and reached for my skirt. He slid it off from my body. He reached and unhooked my garter belt. Then he slid my underpants off. Until a week earlier no man had seen my vagina but my dad when he changed my diapers as a little baby and the Dr. when he examined me. Now within six days two men had viewed it and
they were brothers. He dropped off his clothes. I noticed he was about the same size as his brother but a little thicker. I couldn't wait. He climbed back on the bed and started playing with my breast again. He worked down to my belly button and then he started licking my vagina. I was receiving my first oral sex. He sucked in my vagina lips and worked his tongue in and out of me. Soon I had wrapped my legs around his head and was pulling him tight. Then he
spread my legs back out and entered me. It was different this time. It was slow and purposeful. After about five minutes he rolled off me and had me climb on top. This was my first ride on top of a penis. His hands played with my breast as I bounced on him. I was in ecstasy. After another five minutes he rolled me off and mounted me
doggie style. After a few more minutes I felt him tense and for the second time in my life I felt the warm flow of cum penetrate my pussy. We both collapsed. He pulled me tight against him on the bed. My naked breasts were pressed against his naked chest. I could feel his limp, wet penis against my leg. We lay like this for probably twenty minutes. Then he got up and went and got the sponge for me. He walked me to the bathroom. While I wiped out he turned
on the shower. I told him I couldn't get in because of my hair. I had a shag haircut and it would take forever to dry and fix it if I got my hair wet. He produced a shower cap and I put it on. We climbed in the shower together. He caressed my body with soap washing every single inch of my body and rinsing me off. It was almost as erotic as the sex. Then he handed me the soap and I washed him the same way. It was the first time I held a penis in my hand.
I was surprised that as I washed and cleaned it that it became erect again. I wanted it a second time but I knew I had to get home. We got out of the shower and again he dried off every inch of my body and I returned the favor. After we had re-dressed he walked me to the car. We exchanged one more passionate kissed. We agreed that this had to be our secret because he did not want any family problems. I assured him it was our secret. I would return to his mobile home and bed a few weeks later. But this time he was out of town and my boyfriend took my there so we could use the bed. I don't know if either brother ever discussed sex with me with the other, but I have
thought of the two of them often.