A Virgin’s tale (Fiction)

A fictional tale……………. 😀 honest!!

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Artist: Victoria Verbaan

One November afternoon inside the top floor bedroom of Helen’s London flat, the curtains drawn in the middle of the day, the quiet hum of traffic outside, a smell of burning incense, candles lighting our room and me with only one thought upon my mind!

Oh and not forgetting the spilling of red wine on the lady’s crisp white bed-sheets, I could tell Helen was a little annoyed yet sweet enough not to care seeing as I was so nervous and excited, a heady mixture for any human being to cope with let alone me!

Why am I here standing beside this sexy siren I (hopefully) hear you ask? Well I’ll tell you this much, I’m here with possibly the most beautiful captivating lady I’ve had the privilege to meet, have my reputation ruined, finally experience pleasures of a lady’s wet treasure, omg just imagine lying on your deathbed not knowing the near spiritual feeling of ejaculating deep within a woman.

Not to fret worldly wise Helen, my first sexual experience was a passionate lady in the truest sense of the word, and best of all a beautiful kind human-being who held my hand in hers, led me to her boudoir and took such care of me! And I was fortunate, jeeze I’ve realised I was so incredibly lucky because my first time was a wonderful near hallucinogenic experience, yet I understand for many men and women, their first time was a disappointing regrettable disaster.

Hallucinogenic? Then again half the fun could have been that shared bottle of wine!

Little did I suspect Helen would be an affectionate pretty woman with a beautiful soul and I had the sense she being my first turned her on, like an animal she was, deflowering a virgin was the thrill, to her any sexual excitement and pleasure came from being my first and more than made up for sleeping with a guy of average looks! Beautiful wicked Helen commanded a highly charged sexual encounters turning her on BIG time, her hands were all over my body, kissing me wildly she took the initiative all afternoon, from helping me undress even the moment I tried to take my tee shirt off before removing my glasses Helen was there………. anyways I made her smile and I’m convinced she enjoyed having me wrapped around her little finger.

A deliciously naughty lady!

Both standing beside her bed, Helen turned presenting her back so I could unzip her cheap grey dress to her ass, at the same time lifting her long brown hair revealing an exquisite neckline. She instructed me to pull down her pink silk panties knowing full well hers would be the first pussy I’d gaze at and taste, and oh how I’d sucked and played with her pert round breasts.

All the filthy things I’d dreamt of doing to a woman, Helen had foreseen and hoped I’d do. Aside the bed I asked if I could slide my hand between her legs, cup my open palm beneath her moist intimacy, feeling folds of wet skin all warm between my fingers, I asked and she answered yes sensory experiences I’ll remember till the day I die………. I’m not lying when I admit I dream of our afternoon together often.

I dutifully asked if she could take me in her mouth and she said yes, minutes later dropping to her knees and lovingly taking my sliding hardness across her tongue, warm wet saliva lubricating my erection as her mouth glided back and forth, I remember now gazing into the open door of an open clothes wardrobe as she rhythmically sucked, me lovingly stroking her long chestnut brown hair, my mind was never so alive as on that bitingly cold November afternoon.

We moved to the bed where I soon lay between her wide parted thighs, my hardness separating her soaked vagina as gorgeous exotic Helen took me to sensory heaven, all life’s worries and tensions disappeared as I ‘came’ deep within the core of her body, and afterward, when I’d recovered we shared life stories, we tried to make love a second time however after all the excitement and consuming copious glasses of red wine I couldn’t get a second hardness, hmm probably little more than our wonderful afternoon’s fun was all tooo much excitement for me!

© A. Shepherdson 2019.

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