Foreword:
This is the fifth part (chapters 8 and 9) of my love and sex story with Christine, my girlfriend. She helped me out of a serious depression after my forced breakup with my first youth love, thanks to her kindness and love for me. She was the one who gave me back my zest for life when I was 18.
She’d just turned 18 three days before the start of this fifth part of my true story. We were both alone together in her house for the entire weekend, while her parents went to Lyon. It was the day before her eighteenth birthday party. She gave herself to me that afternoon, when we made love for the first time, and I took her virginity.
We kept on making love, giving each other pleasure throughout the evening, night, and morning, which followed. It was an absolutely unforgettable experience, and the beginning of a an exceptionally happy time for the two of us.
This story really happened on the last weekend of November 1960, days 26 and 27th, and kept on afterwards. This fifth part is the follow-on to the previous parts. I changed some names without altering the content or the course of the story itself. I’m only relating what I clearly remember, knowing full well I forgot many details, even though I kept an excellent episodic memory despite my age. I added nothing to embellish my story, sticking only to the facts I remember with certainty.
There’s little dialogue in my story because I can’t remember precisely what we said to each other. I reconstructed the dialogues I included from my memories; they are to be approximate while remaining fully in the original state of mind.
If you haven’t read some of the four previous parts, please read them first. It will help you understand our situation at that distant time. This is not just a sex story; it’s a true love story in which there is sex, of course, as in all true love.
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Chapter 8:
In the middle of the night, a sweet feeling of pressure on my cock gently awakened me. Christine still squeezed it in her crack between her thighs. The tip of my rather softened dick had remained close to the opening of her vagina during our sleeping hours, spooned together.
It was difficult to tell if she was awake at that moment or if she was instinctively applying this pressure in her sleep. It triggered the beginning of an erection in me because she tightly clamped my cock. Her pressure slowly and gradually increased, which aroused me more and more.
Shortly after, I felt Christine moving back and forth, rubbing my cock head. At that point, there was no doubt about it: she was awake and seemed to want to go for another round. I let her do it without moving until I was fully erect, then I joined her moves. This showed her I was now awake and ready to fulfill her expectations, which seemed quite obvious to me.
She kept on moving, squeezing my cock in the same way for at least three minutes. Then she released it and turned to face me, telling me, “I love you”, and pushed me onto my back. She climbed on top of me and lay flat on her stomach. She rubbed my now rock-hard cock against her pubes, grinding her whole body against mine.
She softly told me, “Honey, whom I love so much, show me you love me just as much as I love you. I want to make love to you again. I want to feel your dick sink deep inside me. I want you to fill me up with your semen of love again and give me another orgasm.”
Of course, I couldn’t refuse such a sweetly phrased request. I accepted immediately, holding her in my arms, kissing her passionately on her lips and rubbing my cock against her belly.
She spread her thighs wide apart, slid her hand between our bellies, and took my cock in her hand. She placed its head precisely in contact with the opening to her vagina, telling me she wanted to push me deep inside her. She thrust gently, gradually making me bury into her. Since her vagina was still full of our mixed juices from our previous orgasms, I entered her easily, despite her tightness. She pushed until our pubes touched and the tip of my cock was deeply in her, in contact with her cervix.
After a short moment, during which she remained motionless on top of me to get used again to my presence inside her, she moved her hips up and down, sliding my cock inside her vagina. She moaned with pleasure. I moved with her to increase the range of motion of my cock in her belly, but she did most of the work and effort.
We sped up our thrusts gradually for several minutes. As a result, the volume and frequency of her moans increased, accompanied by little cries and sighs of pleasure from both of us. Our cries became louder the more aroused we got.
About a quarter of an hour later, I felt my orgasm approaching, which I told her. She said she felt the same way and wished us to come together. We continued to move faster and harder. She pounded her pubis against mine with more energy, making me sink deeper into her while she cried louder.
Suddenly, her body tensed up; she screamed, “I’m cumming,” and her orgasm erupted. The strong, jerky contractions of her vaginal muscles on my cock triggered my orgasm. We both came together, long and intensely. I don’t know if I produced much semen as I’d previously ejaculated a lot before and probably hadn’t fully recovered yet.
However, the total amount of fluid produced by both of us, mixed with what remained in her vagina, filled her up completely. Some of it even overflowed and dripped onto my balls. Totally exhausted after all that effort and that fantastic night orgasm, we fell asleep again almost immediately on top of each other. She was on top of me with my cock still buried inside her (it must have come out shortly after, but I didn’t feel it, as I was already sleeping).
Shortly before dawn, I felt Christine stir, which woke me up. We were still in the same position as when we fell asleep; her being on top of me with my cock pressed in her crack. I had a huge morning wood squeezed between her thighs, which probably woke her up too.
I slid my right hand between us and introduced one finger into her pussy. I noticed she was soaked because of her girl-juice mixed with my sperm she kept all night in her belly. I gently fondled her slit, and especially her clit. She moaned with pleasure, showing me she was enjoying what I was doing to her.
I continued for a moment, whispering “I love you” and other love words in her ear. I had one hand in her slit and the other moved from one buttock to the other alternately. Her arousal and moans increased noticeably. She rocked her pelvis up and down with my very hard and swelling cock clenched between her thighs, a very pleasurable caress. She leaned backward a little to push my dick into her vagina, but only part of it entered her as her position against me didn’t allow me to push it all in.
When I understood what she wanted, I moved to make her turn onto her back and me to be above her between her thighs. I adjusted my position to penetrate her completely. I quickly got the full length of my cock inside her, and I accompanied her oscillations to amplify them. Her moans of pleasure intensified into screams which showed me she was really enjoying what we were doing.
This went on for over a quarter of an hour, during which we gradually increased the pace of our movements. I stepped up with the vigor with which I pounded against her as our arousal grew. I felt I was about to cum when she yelled, “I’m gonna cum!” to which I replied, “Me too, let’s cum together.”
Her body stiffened, blocking her movement and her breath. Her vagina contracted with a series of jerks, sucking my cock into her and triggering my orgasm. She emitted a generous amount of girl-juice and I shot several big spurts of spunk, filling her again completely.
After all that effort and arousal, we calmed down gently, exchanging many “I love you” and “Me too”. I took one tit in each hand and stroked her nipples, keeping my cock deep inside her. Then, as it was early and daylight was just breaking, we had time to fall back asleep. Christine remained under me. I held her close in my arms with my dick still buried inside her. As it softened, it came out a few minutes later, but Christine was already sleeping when it happened.
We woke up around 8.30am. Christine told me, “We had an extraordinary and unforgettable afternoon and night of love and sex together. It was by far the best time of my brief life. I had great pleasure every time we made love, but as the morning isn’t over, we’ll have more time to continue before noon.”
Then she added, “Honey, I love you very much. I’m thrilled to be yours and to be with you, and if you keep on wanting me, I want to spend my whole life with you. Now let’s get dressed and have breakfast, then we’ll come back to bed and make love again. At the end of the morning, we’ll both shower together, have lunch, and finish setting up the house to receive our guests this afternoon.”
This seemed an excellent idea, so I got dressed and followed her to the kitchen, after stopping off at the toilet. We had a hearty breakfast, as our efforts during our night of love and sex made us hungry.
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Chapter 9:
After our breakfast, we went back to Christine’s room and undressed each other lovingly. Then we lay down again on her bed to enjoy at least two more hours of love and sex.
We resumed our caresses to turn each other on again. My dick quickly recovered its vigor, hard as a steel rod and ready to sink again deep into Christine’s belly. Our mixed juices still filled her vulva and vagina and lubricated her greatly, making her ready to receive me inside her.
I feared a bit that her deflowering and all we did afterwards made her pussy somewhat sore. I asked her about it, and she told me she did indeed have a little irritation down there, but not enough to stop us from continuing with our lovemaking. She really craved it.
As we each lived with our parents, she didn’t know if we would often have other opportunities to make love again soon after this wonderful weekend of love and sex together. Therefore, she wanted to make the utmost of the splendid chance we had at this time to give each other a lot of love and pleasure.
At that point, she told me, “I talked to Brigitte a few days ago to tell her we were gonna spend the night together and you would take my virginity. She replied to me she was happy to hear that. She thought it was an excellent thing. She was sure we were both meant to get along, and therefore we could certainly love each other for a very long time, hopefully even for all our lifetime.”
“I agree with her. I’m sure we can love each other forever, and I wish it strongly.”
“She advised me to try the doggy-style position for making love. She uses it very often with her boyfriend, and told me they both get a lot of pleasure from it. She thought we should enjoy it too. And she explained to me how it should be done. I’d like to try it now, and as I’m ready to receive you inside me, I’ll explain to you how to do it.”
“Okay.”
“I’ll get down on all fours, butts in the air, like a female dog, and you kneel between my legs, right behind me. You put your dick in contact with my hole and then push it all the way inside me. You hold my butt with your hands and move back and forth, in and out of me. You can also fondle my back, or take a boob in your hands, or insert a finger or two into my asshole, or anything else which might please me. And you keep going until we both have an orgasm, hopefully simultaneously. You see, it’s easy.”
“Alright, my love, I’m up for this experience. Let’s try it out now.”
She got down on all fours, and I knelt behind her. I aligned my cock precisely with the opening of her vagina, put my hands on her buttocks and pushed myself gently into her.
When I got all the way deep into her, with my cockhead in contact with her cervix, she told me, “Honey, I feel you deep inside me. You’re filling me up completely, and I’m really enjoying it. Slide in and out of me now and make me cum as hard as you can. I love you very much.”
I took her by the top of her buttocks and moved in and out of her. The entire length of my cock slid into her vagina, where her internal muscles were squeezing me hard. She remained motionless at first, then joined in with my movements to increase their amplitude. She came to slap her buttocks against my lower abdomen and made me sink deeper each time. And I could glimpse her tits swaying beneath her, which was a very erotic and arousing show.
She let out moans of pleasure at first, then louder and louder shrieks as her arousal increased. This went on for a good twenty minutes, during which the pace of our movements steadily increased. I could feel her orgasm approaching and mine not far off. I put my right middle finger in my mouth to wet it, so I could push it deep into her asshole when she came.
Christine sped up her back-and-forth movements, moving my cock in and out of her faster and faster. Suddenly, her body jerked erratically, and she let out several loud cries. She was about to cum, so I pushed my wet finger all the way into her asshole.
She had a very intense orgasm. Her ass-hole contracted on my finger. Her vagina gripped strongly on my cock with jerks and pulled it inwards, triggering my orgasm. I came at the same time as her, shot several spurts of sperm into her belly, filling her vagina. She emitted squirts of girl-juice, which ran down the length of my cock buried deep inside her.
Then she let herself fall flat on the bed, pulling me down with her, but my cock shot out of her vagina. I pushed my still hard cock into her cunt again and let loose with all my weight on her. We then remained in this position without moving for a while to recover from our efforts. My now softened cock came out of her, but remained in her crack.
After we’d recovered, I got on my back next to her. She came to curl up against me, and I took her gently in my arms. She told me, “It was wonderful. You gave me a lot of pleasure. I came very hard, and I loved it. The position we were in aroused me a lot because your dick stimulated efficiently the most sensitive area inside me. Brigitte’s advice was good.”
“I liked it too. In particular, I could see my cock going in and out of you, and this view heightened my arousal. I felt your internal contractions very well when you came, which triggered my orgasm and allowed us to cum together.”
“Yes, it was very good to cum simultaneously. It enhances our pleasure a lot for the two of us.”
“Now we’re gonna make love together again. I still want it, and I hope you do, too.”
“I want you too, to feel you deep inside me again, and to cum thanks to you. I suggest we do it again like we did last evening: you stay on your back, I stroke you to turn you on and make you hard again, then I straddle you and impale myself on your dick. I really liked when we did it yesterday evening, and I’d like to do it again, if you don’t mind.”
“I’d love to. I enjoyed it too, especially watching your beautiful tits jiggling to the rhythm of your up and down movements and my cock going all the way inside you and disappearing completely in your tummy, then alternately coming out again.”
“And I want you to stroke my clit at the same time. It increases my arousal and pleasure.”
“Okay, you can have anything you want. Just let me know if there’s anything else you want I haven’t thought of.”
“I’ll do. Now I’m gonna fondle you again to restore your vigor so you can penetrate me deep properly.”
She took my cock back into her mouth; the mixture of her girl juice and my sperm still covered it. She sucked, licked, and pushed it deep into her throat until it was very hard again. It only took a few minutes for my cock to regain its rock-hard state.
When she felt I was once again ready to penetrate her, she came to straddle me. She placed the tip of my cock at the entrance to her vagina and gradually lowered herself down. She impaled herself on it until she touched my pubes with hers, mixing her hair with mine.
Like yesterday afternoon, I admired the very erotic show of my cock sinking into her and disappearing in her belly. My cock was now in close contact with the bottom of her vagina and her cervix. It was great. I reached my right hand towards her crotch to take her clit between my fingers and stroke it to turn her on even more.
She rode up and down on my cock, making it go in and out of her almost all the way, gradually speeding up her coming and going. And I fully enjoyed the erotic sight of her splendid tits bobbing up and down at the same time.
With her eyes closed, she kept bouncing up and down on top of me for many minutes, uttering inarticulate cries and shouting “I love you,” which were not always easy to understand. The intensity of her movements fascinated me. Her boobs jiggled faster and faster and gave me a sight of mad eroticism.
My cock was moving in and out of her faster and faster. Its head hit the bottom of her vagina every time. Her love tunnel was full of her girl-juice mixed with my spunk previously emitted in her, just ensuring perfect lubrication. All I could do was try, sometimes with difficulty, to keep up with the infernal rhythm she was imposing.
After a while, with her eyes still closed, she leaned forward to rest her hands on my chest, probably getting tired after all the effort she’d put in. She continued to wiggle her pelvis vertically, moving my cock in and out of her at full speed. All at once, she let out a loud scream.
Her body froze with my cock fully embedded in her, and her powerful orgasm came. Her vaginal muscles squeezed my cock hard with many jerks, triggering my orgasm. I shot several jets of semen into her vagina, filling it more with my secretions.
She gradually slowed down, then stopped her movements. She came to press her mouth against mine, introducing her tongue into it. She still had her legs tucked beneath her. My softening cock remained buried in her belly as her vulva was stuck against my pubic bone, preventing it from coming out. I stopped moving too, and we stayed still for a long moment to recover from our efforts.
Once she recovered, she said to me, “What an amazing orgasm! I cum outstandingly. A powerful wave of pleasure overwhelmed me. I even lost consciousness for several minutes as I was so blown away. I can still feel you deep inside me, but your dick has gone soft. I think you must be as tired as I’m. My love, I’m floating in an ocean of pure happiness. I’m fulfilled thanks to you and your love.”
“I’m tired too, but it’s a good tiredness. It’s a tiredness of bliss. Now, I’m absolutely sure I love you. It’s thanks to you I came back to normal life. I’m back in condition to move forward in life with you forever. We’ll both be happy together, I’m sure of it. Thanks to you, I finally turned the page on a past that made me suffer, and now the future looks bright for the two of us.”
“I’m glad to hear you say that. I did everything I could to help you recover. I’m happy you think I succeeded. And I promise I’ll always love and support you.”
“I also love you very much, and I’ll always love you.”
“After all this wonderful time together, we’re gonna take a shower now. Like yesterday, I’ll wash you and you’ll wash me. I love running my soapy hands over your body, and I love it just as much when you run yours over mine. We can stroke each other some more, and then we’ll prepare and eat our lunch. We have to be ready when our guests arrive.”
“First, I need to give you your birthday present. It’s in my schoolbag, along with the records I brought for dancing this afternoon.”
With a big, happy smile, she said, “But you already gave me my birthday present yesterday afternoon, last night, and this morning. I’ll never forget the wonderful gift you gave me when you deflowered me. It was really the best and most precious thing you could have given me: you made me a woman. Now, I’m a woman who will love you forever, for the rest of our life.”
“But I added a little something as a more traditional gift.”
I got out of bed, grabbed my schoolbag from beside me and gave her the present I’d brought her, the latest 33 rpm record by the French singer Dalida and a hardcover book of poems by the French poet Alphonse de Lamartine. She thanked me and kissed me passionately.
Then, still naked, we went to the bathroom to take an erotic shower. It was close to 12, so we still had time, but we shouldn’t linger too long, as our guests were due around 2pm.
Like yesterday, we washed each other. Christine tenderly soaped me all over with her soft, soapy hands. She lingered more carefully in my sensitive areas: my dick, which was noticeably stiffening in her hands, and between my thighs, my butt and my asshole. In my turn, still covered with soap, I soaped Christine, who was holding my cock in her hand, all over, paying particular attention to her boobs, her pussy inside and around, her butt crack, and her anus, where I introduced my right middle finger.
Like yesterday too, Christine asked me to treat her to an appetizer just for her, throwing herself on her knees in front of me without letting go my cock of. She removed the remaining soap with her hand, and she put in her mouth. She gave me a wonderful blowjob, which I enjoyed immensely, and so did she. I didn’t know if I still had much sperm left. She opened her mouth and showed me what I shot in her, which she then swallowed. She told me she’d really enjoyed it and would ask me for more in the future.
We rinsed and dried each other off, then went back to her room to get dressed. We went to the kitchen to make and eat our lunch. Then we washed the dishes and made the last preparations to make the house ready to receive our guests.
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End of Part 5 – to be continued (maybe)
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