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Inside of Marie

I was 19 when I started dating Marie.  She was my first “real” girlfriend, and was responsible for many of my first sexual experiences.

Within the one month, we were naked and I was rubbing my cock along the outside of her naked pussy, being careful to not to even penetrate the outer lips, but more often than not, one or both of us kept our underwear on in order to prevent accidental penetration.  It was a regular occurrence that she had to take off her panties before leaving, and put them, covered with my semen, in her purse so she could put them in the washer herself, lest her mother find them.

Marie went on the pill about four months into our relationship.  We discussed it, and both wanted it.  So, we went to Planned Parenthood.  She went through the indignity of an exam and we walked out of there with birth control pills, a huge bag of condoms, and our own 35 day timer, counting down the days until she could start taking and go through one cycle of pills.  Once that timer expired, we’d take the plunge into an adult relationship.

The first time, in  a budget hotel room where we only stayed for three hours, was awkward.  It was her first time, and only my second.  I was so nervous that I couldn’t stay hard, and she was so nervous that she couldn’t get wet.  We finally, after two hours of attempts managed to get the parts to work together long enough that I was finally able to ejaculate and we could say we did it.

Even though she was on the pill, we used a condom that time, and that probably contributed to the problem.  We continued to use condoms without fail for the next several months.  We were concerned about pregnancy to the point of paranoia.  But, we quickly reached a point where getting hard and/or wet was no longer a problem for us, and we fucked whenever and wherever we could.

During the third month, we were fooling around and were nearly naked when I asked her, “would you mind, if you know, we didn’t use a condom this time?”

“Um, I’ve kinda been wanting to try it,” she replied.

I pulled off her panties leaving my boxers as the only clothing either of us was wearing.

I put one finger, then two in her pussy.  It was pretty, with thin, pale lips and was covered with dark, fine well-trimmed pubic hair.  She was wet by this time of course, and I felt inside of her, imaging what it was going to be like to finally, after over a year, to feel the inside of her with my bare cock.

As I fingered her, she reached down and grabbed it, rubbing the precum all over its head.

“You’re really hard,” she said.

She always said that.  We were so new at this that we didn’t know how hard and wet were supposed to be.

“Yeah,” I said and she laid back on the bed and pulled me on top of her, my penis now two inches from the entrance to her vagina.

We kissed, and I asked her, “are you ready?”

She nodded and took my cock in her hand.  She guided it past her outer lips and into her.

I moaned.  I’d never felt anything so warm and wet and soft.

I started to pump in and out of her, slowly at first.

“It feels different, doesn’t it?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I said, then paused.  “It feels reallllly good.”

We both laughed a nervous laugh.  She said, “yeah, it does…so much better.”

I started to speed up, no longer caring about making conversation.  I knew there wasn’t much chance that’d be able to last very long, so I gave up trying.

“Marie, I’m going to cum.”

I barely got the words out of my mouth when I felt the first, intense spasm of my orgasm hit.  I closed my eyes and thrust into her as hard as I could.


I relaxed for a fraction of a second, and felt the next portion of semen leaving my penis.  I thrust hard into her pussy again.  It felt like I was going to break her.


It was the most powerful orgasm I’d ever had.  Here was this beautiful young woman, allowing me to coat the walls of her vagina with my cum, and I found that thought to be intoxicating.

As the orgasm subsided, we laid there and kissed, my cock still in wrapped up in the delicate folds of her pussy, now wetter than I’d ever felt it as our juices mixed together.  After several minutes, I rolled off of her, she put her head on my chest, and we fell asleep.