My First Real Sex
This blog comes from the San Francisco Bay Area where I think I'm losing my mind with lust. I'm holed up with my girlfriend Beth at a Motel 6 in the suburb of Sunnyvale, which is maybe 40 miles south of San Francisco. We're on a one week holiday.
We arrived late Thursday night (June 30, 2016) after a long day of travel. I took a flight from Fayetteville, Arkansas, with a stopover in Dallas, while Beth took a flight from Indianapolis, Indiana, with a stopover in Chicago.
That was my first time flying alone and those big airports can be very stressful. And with the 4th of July holiday traffic and ramped up security, I felt like I was about to go crazy. But after making the connection at Dallas I did start to calm down a little when I opened up my Bible on the flight to receive the peace of Jesus.
Just my luck, though, that the man sitting next to me on the plane was a Jehovah's Witness. At first he started chatting me up by asking about what certain verses in The Bible meant to me. Then he kind of started debating me about my responses. But he was good intentioned (although I must say he made me a little uneasy because he was kind of leering at me in a strange way).
Anyway, somewhere around Utah I needed a break to relax so I went back to the airplane bathroom to masturbate. I must have been in the toilet a good 10 minutes doing my finger-fuck thing and several other passengers tried to use the toilet too but I was selfish with my needs. I finally had a huge orgasm and I squirted all over the sink. Then I pulled up my tights and a wet spot developed where my pussy is from some of the squirt that didn't make it to the sink. I was horrified that the Jehovah's Witness man would smell my sex stuff when I returned to my seat but I don't think that he did.
Upon arriving at the San Francisco airport I proceeded to the baggage area and there was Beth waiting for me. We really made quite a scene with our hugging and crying and screaming and all other manner of carrying on. Finally, we calmed down and found a nice little restaurant at the terminal to converse and figure out which end was up.
I opened up my laptop and we started to look through booking.com for San Francisco hotels to stay at. But everything was extremely expensive so that's why we ended up 40 miles down the road at the Motel 6 – and by way of public transportation and taxis it took us a couple hours to get there.
When Beth and I finally got to the Motel 6 it was 8:00 p.m. (10:00 p.m Arkansas/Indiana time) and we were exhausted. There was never any question that this vacation was mostly all about us making love with each other (first sexual experience for the both of us), but we had decided back at the airport that it would be best to wait until the next day when we would be better rested. So, to complete the night we showered (we didn't shower together since the Motel 6 shower stall is smaller than an M.R.I. machine) and we said our prayers and climbed into the same bed and went to sl*eep.
Just before dawn I thought that maybe something was happening to my pussy. Still kind of in a dream state I was kind of thinking it was a wet dream or something. But then I remembered where I was and who I was with. I slowly opened my eyes and looked down and it was beautiful Beth licking my clitoris and pussy lips and working her tongue inside my vagina. Oh, fuck, that was heaven! I scooted a little more towards her, bent my legs a little and softly started running my fingers through her long brown hair as I moaned and moaned. And not too long after that I lost control and I was humping Beth's mouth and squirting all over her beautiful face and some of my liquid dribbled down to her amazing C-cup titties.
My turn to lick was next and I got Beth to move up and put her pussy directly over my face because that's how I wanted to do her. One thing was really strange though...when Beth was right above me all of a sudden pictures of my Dad and Mom and my Pastor started flashing in my head and this chant of “This is a Sin” was going through my head. But I managed to tune all of that out and did my very best to give Beth's virgin pussy pleasure and pretty soon she was grinding all over my face and hair and making a wonderful mess of me while she kept telling me, “I love you, I love you, I loooove you.”
Right about then my phone starts going off and I can tell from the ring-tone – an evil laugh - that it's Mr. Perv (see my Mr. Perv blog for more about him). I thought about not answering but I did anyway. Mr Perv wanted to perv but I tell him that I can't because I'm in San Francisco and my virgin girlfriend and me are making love. That was like pouring fuel on a fire and Mr. Perv tells me to put Beth on the line. I think about that a second and I say okay but I tell Mr. Perv to be respectful. Then I put the phone in speaker mode and give it to Beth.
I should have known better than to trust Mr. Perv. The first words out of his mouth to Beth were, “You need a big hard cock fucking your...”. And those were the only words out of Mr. Perv's mouth because Beth disconnected him swiftly at that point. I apologized to Beth and she was a little unhinged by it but we carried on with 69ing, titty sucking and kissing for a few more hours until we decided it was time to actually go outside our motel room since we had flown half way across the country to get here.
Actually we never did plan to do much during our second day except get the lay of the land and rest up further from our travels. But we took a walk down to one of the main drags called El Camino Real road because that's where all the stores are. I was especially anxious to go to the Trader Joe's grocery store in Sunnyvale as I've heard so many good things about that grocery chain and wished it would come to Arkansas.
On the way to Trader Joe's Beth and I passed this “adult” store that sells sex toys and porno. Now I do plan on doing a some sex toy shopping while I'm out here. But the store looked really shady. It was really small and there were no windows and when this mean looking guy with tatoos covering 95% of his body walked out the door I decided that place wasn't for me. So we proceeded onto Trader Joe's.
Inside Trader Joe's we sampled the free samples, bought a few items to fix for dinner and marveled at all the hipsters because, after all, we are in the heart of Silicon Valley. And, of course, I stopped at the cucumber stand. What I really had in mind was something that I could use with Beth as a double-headed dildo. I located some really thin and long Armenian cucumbers that were shaped quite nicely for that and I also bought some thick and shorter ones.
Then we went outside and Beth sees this beads store that she wants to go into because she's into crafts. I'm not all that interested in beads so we agree to meet up in 30 minutes. That's when I go into the Trader Joe's unisex bathroom with my cucumbers so I can fuck myself with one of them. It didn't take long to orgasm with the thickest cucumber because I'm really horny and when I exited I left that cucumber on top of the toilet.
After that, Beth and I meet up again and we start walking back to the motel. It's still kind of early in the day and it's wonderfully cool (compared to Arkansas) so we drop behind a thick bunch of bushes and get really daring. We stand up and take our bottoms off and we kiss and trib each other to orgasm. Now I'm mostly bare down there but Beth has a full brown bush above her clitoris and the sensation of her pubes rubbing against my clit and pussy lips was awesome. We're fucking each other like that and all of a sudden this dog starts barking from the sidewalk and I think he sensed we were in the bushes. But his owner tells the dog to be quiet. Still, that got us a little scared to be in public like that so we broke it up and went back to the motel.
Back at the Motel 6 we went for a little swim. Then I logged onto xHamster for awhile and Beth made us a great salad. It also turned out that Mr. Perv left many vulgar messages on my phone for Beth but I deleted them all. Then we started web-surfing for things to do in the week that we are here.
Now, I know of a few strip clubs in San Francisco. One is straight and one is gay and I plan on going to both of them. There is also a nude beach down around Santa Cruz that I want to go to. I'm pretty positive that Beth doesn't want to go to those places but I'm hoping to see my first penis in the flesh. And, of course, we'll want to see the Golden Gate Bridge and go to some museums and do the shopping thing too.
We arrived late Thursday night (June 30, 2016) after a long day of travel. I took a flight from Fayetteville, Arkansas, with a stopover in Dallas, while Beth took a flight from Indianapolis, Indiana, with a stopover in Chicago.
That was my first time flying alone and those big airports can be very stressful. And with the 4th of July holiday traffic and ramped up security, I felt like I was about to go crazy. But after making the connection at Dallas I did start to calm down a little when I opened up my Bible on the flight to receive the peace of Jesus.
Just my luck, though, that the man sitting next to me on the plane was a Jehovah's Witness. At first he started chatting me up by asking about what certain verses in The Bible meant to me. Then he kind of started debating me about my responses. But he was good intentioned (although I must say he made me a little uneasy because he was kind of leering at me in a strange way).
Anyway, somewhere around Utah I needed a break to relax so I went back to the airplane bathroom to masturbate. I must have been in the toilet a good 10 minutes doing my finger-fuck thing and several other passengers tried to use the toilet too but I was selfish with my needs. I finally had a huge orgasm and I squirted all over the sink. Then I pulled up my tights and a wet spot developed where my pussy is from some of the squirt that didn't make it to the sink. I was horrified that the Jehovah's Witness man would smell my sex stuff when I returned to my seat but I don't think that he did.
Upon arriving at the San Francisco airport I proceeded to the baggage area and there was Beth waiting for me. We really made quite a scene with our hugging and crying and screaming and all other manner of carrying on. Finally, we calmed down and found a nice little restaurant at the terminal to converse and figure out which end was up.
I opened up my laptop and we started to look through booking.com for San Francisco hotels to stay at. But everything was extremely expensive so that's why we ended up 40 miles down the road at the Motel 6 – and by way of public transportation and taxis it took us a couple hours to get there.
When Beth and I finally got to the Motel 6 it was 8:00 p.m. (10:00 p.m Arkansas/Indiana time) and we were exhausted. There was never any question that this vacation was mostly all about us making love with each other (first sexual experience for the both of us), but we had decided back at the airport that it would be best to wait until the next day when we would be better rested. So, to complete the night we showered (we didn't shower together since the Motel 6 shower stall is smaller than an M.R.I. machine) and we said our prayers and climbed into the same bed and went to sl*eep.
Just before dawn I thought that maybe something was happening to my pussy. Still kind of in a dream state I was kind of thinking it was a wet dream or something. But then I remembered where I was and who I was with. I slowly opened my eyes and looked down and it was beautiful Beth licking my clitoris and pussy lips and working her tongue inside my vagina. Oh, fuck, that was heaven! I scooted a little more towards her, bent my legs a little and softly started running my fingers through her long brown hair as I moaned and moaned. And not too long after that I lost control and I was humping Beth's mouth and squirting all over her beautiful face and some of my liquid dribbled down to her amazing C-cup titties.
My turn to lick was next and I got Beth to move up and put her pussy directly over my face because that's how I wanted to do her. One thing was really strange though...when Beth was right above me all of a sudden pictures of my Dad and Mom and my Pastor started flashing in my head and this chant of “This is a Sin” was going through my head. But I managed to tune all of that out and did my very best to give Beth's virgin pussy pleasure and pretty soon she was grinding all over my face and hair and making a wonderful mess of me while she kept telling me, “I love you, I love you, I loooove you.”
Right about then my phone starts going off and I can tell from the ring-tone – an evil laugh - that it's Mr. Perv (see my Mr. Perv blog for more about him). I thought about not answering but I did anyway. Mr Perv wanted to perv but I tell him that I can't because I'm in San Francisco and my virgin girlfriend and me are making love. That was like pouring fuel on a fire and Mr. Perv tells me to put Beth on the line. I think about that a second and I say okay but I tell Mr. Perv to be respectful. Then I put the phone in speaker mode and give it to Beth.
I should have known better than to trust Mr. Perv. The first words out of his mouth to Beth were, “You need a big hard cock fucking your...”. And those were the only words out of Mr. Perv's mouth because Beth disconnected him swiftly at that point. I apologized to Beth and she was a little unhinged by it but we carried on with 69ing, titty sucking and kissing for a few more hours until we decided it was time to actually go outside our motel room since we had flown half way across the country to get here.
Actually we never did plan to do much during our second day except get the lay of the land and rest up further from our travels. But we took a walk down to one of the main drags called El Camino Real road because that's where all the stores are. I was especially anxious to go to the Trader Joe's grocery store in Sunnyvale as I've heard so many good things about that grocery chain and wished it would come to Arkansas.
On the way to Trader Joe's Beth and I passed this “adult” store that sells sex toys and porno. Now I do plan on doing a some sex toy shopping while I'm out here. But the store looked really shady. It was really small and there were no windows and when this mean looking guy with tatoos covering 95% of his body walked out the door I decided that place wasn't for me. So we proceeded onto Trader Joe's.
Inside Trader Joe's we sampled the free samples, bought a few items to fix for dinner and marveled at all the hipsters because, after all, we are in the heart of Silicon Valley. And, of course, I stopped at the cucumber stand. What I really had in mind was something that I could use with Beth as a double-headed dildo. I located some really thin and long Armenian cucumbers that were shaped quite nicely for that and I also bought some thick and shorter ones.
Then we went outside and Beth sees this beads store that she wants to go into because she's into crafts. I'm not all that interested in beads so we agree to meet up in 30 minutes. That's when I go into the Trader Joe's unisex bathroom with my cucumbers so I can fuck myself with one of them. It didn't take long to orgasm with the thickest cucumber because I'm really horny and when I exited I left that cucumber on top of the toilet.
After that, Beth and I meet up again and we start walking back to the motel. It's still kind of early in the day and it's wonderfully cool (compared to Arkansas) so we drop behind a thick bunch of bushes and get really daring. We stand up and take our bottoms off and we kiss and trib each other to orgasm. Now I'm mostly bare down there but Beth has a full brown bush above her clitoris and the sensation of her pubes rubbing against my clit and pussy lips was awesome. We're fucking each other like that and all of a sudden this dog starts barking from the sidewalk and I think he sensed we were in the bushes. But his owner tells the dog to be quiet. Still, that got us a little scared to be in public like that so we broke it up and went back to the motel.
Back at the Motel 6 we went for a little swim. Then I logged onto xHamster for awhile and Beth made us a great salad. It also turned out that Mr. Perv left many vulgar messages on my phone for Beth but I deleted them all. Then we started web-surfing for things to do in the week that we are here.
Now, I know of a few strip clubs in San Francisco. One is straight and one is gay and I plan on going to both of them. There is also a nude beach down around Santa Cruz that I want to go to. I'm pretty positive that Beth doesn't want to go to those places but I'm hoping to see my first penis in the flesh. And, of course, we'll want to see the Golden Gate Bridge and go to some museums and do the shopping thing too.
8 years ago
PS: I hope you're not disappointed with your first penis in the flesh after that cucumber! Ha!
