THE FIRST TIME COUPLE: Part 5

THE FIRST TIME COUPLE: PART 5

This is a fictitious story, which I have based on true accounts from friends, along with personal experience. This is not a hard sex story, and although it does contain graphic sexual descriptions; it is the continuation of a romantic tale, depicting the first experiences and the feelings experienced by many, many people, when confronted by sexual situations and sensations for the first time. It also contains first time sex for other characters. For those of you in the US, “fanny” is a pussy in the UK, and other words may differ. I hope you enjoy.

James awoke on Saturday morning, feeling euphoric. ‘I’m a man at long last,’ he thought. ‘Ruth is just so wonderful and I love her. I wish she was here now.’ With his hand upon his usual morning erection, he smiled. ‘I won’t be touching that anymore. I don’t need to.’ Lifting the covers, he looked down at his six inch penis, retracting his foreskin to see precum glistening. The feeling in his groin told him to take it in his hand and stimulate it, but James was strong willed. ‘Nope,’ he thought, ‘my dick is waiting for Ruth!’ he then got out of bed, checked that nobody else was around, and made his way into the shower.

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Ruth lay in bed, thinking back to the evening with James. ‘He was so gentle. The feeling of his dick in me was just so magical.’ Aroused by the memory, Ruth put her hand between her legs, moving down her trimmed pubes and softly rubbing her brown floppy lips and inserting a finger into her moist tunnel. ‘It feels nice, but it isn’t the same. I want James in me.’ Removing her hand, Ruth lay back and closed her eyes. ‘We’re out with the group tonight, so making love with James won’t be easy. Maybe we can stop off somewhere.’ Feeling excited at the thought of having sex somewhere outside, Ruth jumped out of bed, threw her dressing gown on and walked towards the shower.

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James and Ruth stood passionately kissing at their usual meeting place. Ruth, much to her mother’s disapproval, had bought a shorter skirt and a clingy top, which accentuated her pert breasts. James, on seeing her, was amazed at how sexy she really was. He had always considered her to be outstandingly attractive, yet Ruth looked more stunning than he could have imagined.

Breaking away from their kiss, Ruth said, “So, are you ready for tonight? I can’t wait to see if any of them hit it off. Your mates and mine.”

James sniggered. “My lot will be happy at any attention that comes their way.”
“It’s Andy who’s the big boy, isn’t it?”
“Yes. He’s tall and athletic.”
“I’ll point him out to Mandy.”

“The one with the tits,” James grinned.
“And legs.”
James kissed Ruth, hugging her. “I’m sure he’ll notice.”
Ruth nodded. “He will.”

The couple began walking towards the town, discussing possibilities of where to make love. Ruth, now confident as regards sex, wished to try a different position, only she did not relish the idea of going home with tell-tale signs of her nocturnal activity, such as grass or mud on her.

Placing his hand upon Ruth’s bottom, James could feel that she was wearing a thong once again. He squeezed her peachy buttock. Ruth smiled at him, and feeling naughty, placed her hand upon his groin region and gently cupped it. The pair laughed and exchanged risqué comments, kissing once again.

Entering The Crown, James saw his friends in the corner of the room. Andy and Mal were sitting with five other members of the group. James waved, before walking to the bar with Ruth, both ordering non-alcoholic drinks. Sitting down with the group, James introduced Ruth to his friends, all of whom were polite, making jocular remarks about James, who retorted with comments of his own. Ruth, who had been nervous, now felt relaxed, yet wishing for her friends to hurry up and join her.

Fifteen minutes later, eight of Ruth’s friends arrived, purchasing drinks at the bar before approaching the table occupied predominantly by sixteen year old males. Ruth, relieved that her friends had finally joined her, greeted them and performed the introductions. Mandy, who as ever was wearing tight clothing, immediately took an interest in Andy, while Vicky sat looking at each, sitting like a bird of prey, sizing up her victim. Mal, who was nervous around girls, took an interest in Marie, who was a petite auburn haired girl. Dressed in a loose transparent blouse which allowed her small, lacy bra to show, and a short skirt, Marie was an attractive girl, although not striking. Aware of the interest being shown in her, Marie felt good about herself.

“Well, you lot,” Pete, a spotty yet good looking lad said, “the good news is that my folks are out tonight, and that I have some booze, so in half an hour, we’ll get out of here and make our way back. A few others will meet us there. I will need you all to chip in for the booze, though.’

“Good stuff,” said James, who noticed a familiar looking face. He thought: Oh, no; it’s the scruffy couple. Glancing at Ruth, he could see that she too had noticed. He squeezed her hand in an attempt to provide reassurance.

“Is this okay with your parents?” Ruth nervously asked.
“Of course, just as long as everyone behaves.”
“Pete’s parents are so easy going,” James said to Ruth.

The group spent the next half an hour, laughing, joking and indulging in friendly banter. Ruth, however, received hateful stares from the grubby looking girl who had previously threatened her. Andy, who was not afraid of using his fists, told James and Ruth not to worry, as he was ready for trouble, should it arise.

Getting up to leave, Ruth averted her gaze from the aggressive girl, who continued to glower. The petite auburn haired Marie, who had picked up upon Ruth’s discomfiture, walked beside her friend, whispering in her ear that she liked James and his friends.

All in high spirits, the group wended their way merrily down the street; however, their jollity suffered a setback when a voice bellowed, “I fucking well told ya not to come here again!”

They turned around to see the girl approaching with her boyfriend in tow. He said, “You don’t take the fucking hint, do ya!”

Andy, feeling nervous, stepped forward. “Leave them alone! They’ve done nothing to you!”

“Yes,” said the petite Marie. “Just go back into the pub!”
The girl snarled, “What’s it got to do with you?”

Without warning, the scruffy boy launched himself at Andy, who swerved to his side, lashing out and catching the lad on the side of his head with his fist. The girl, meanwhile, attempted to lunge at Ruth, who moved aside, falling to the ground when the girl’s fist caught her shoulder. Feeling anger building within, Marie moved forward, slapping the girl, who looked incensed. She lunged at Marie, who as fast as lightning, spun around, raised her leg and caught the girl on the side of her head, following her move up with two fast punches to her face.

Seeing the lad about to launch a counter attack upon Andy, she used a similar move upon him. Astounded, the lad snarled at Marie, and threw a punch at her. Marie, enjoying herself, grabbed his arm, pulling him forward.