[MFM] Sharing my first girlfriend

I’ve posted one story about public sex with my ex Beth, back in the still-swinging ’70s. Probably three more stories to follow about Beth, starting with this one.

At New Year’s on the year we started dating, Beth was living with her first serious boyfriend. She soon dumped him and went through a series of 3-4 guys over the next five months or so. (I heard those stories later!)

At the time we got together, she was officially in a long-distance relationship with a friend of mine, a grad student at the university where we were all students. Unfortunately for poor Steve, he was working on a summer job in a far northern location from mid-May to the end of August. The only form of communication back then was letter mail, picked up and delivered by float plane once a week. Beth relieved me of my burdensome virginity in late June, and we spent the next two months in a heated sexual frenzy, interrupted only by work and classes. Every week, she would get Steve’s flowery declarations of love and passion in the mail. These she did not share, but I gathered from the blushes on her face as she read each letter that his vivid writing did get her heated up, (not that this required much). She never responded to him, but as the weeks went by, she did get increasingly nervous. I was the guy she really wanted, but she was unable to break the news to Steve by mail.

(Dramatic music swells, cut to rapid scenes of Beth and I getting it on at various unusual locations….)

One Friday at the end of August I arrived from work at Beth’s place, a tiny suite on the second floor of an old house. It was a hot day, I’m sweaty and dusty from my summer factory job. The plant shut down a bit early that day, and here I am, ready for a cool shower in the shared bathroom down the hall before we get around to supper, wine and sex. When I knock on the door, Beth seems a bit startled as she lets me in. Before I can say anything, I see that she’s actually in a bit of a mess, wearing nothing but her skimpy little silk robe, at five-thirty in the afternoon. This robe barely covers her ample boobs, and I can see her curly dark pubic hair. All in all, a welcome sight, but something’s not right here. Her hair is wild, an empty bottle of wine and a new bouquet of flowers are on the table, clothes are on the floor. And the biggest hint, she suddenly breaks down in tears.

“I’m sorry, Steve is back, and he was here, and I told him about us. He was just so sad and he started crying and then he begged me to make love one more time, and…”

Now the tears were really falling. She was convinced I would just break up with her and walk out the door. But the truth was that I was kind of prepared for something like this. Steve was a buddy, and I had poached his girl, and I felt bad about that. Not bad enough to leave her alone, of course, but I felt I owed him one. It’s OK, I consoled Beth, he was away all summer thinking about you, I understand it would be tough to say no. I took her in my arms and she finally stopped crying.

A day or two later she confessed the wild dirty details in full technicolour.

Steve had turned up about one, wine and flowers in hand, giant hard-on in his pants. And, yes, dreading to hear why she hadn’t written back all summer. She broke the news, he broke down, but the erection was still there, apparently. The least she could do was take care of that problem, he pointed out, or words to that effect. Well, she was a horny young woman, and Steve was a pretty great lover, and she agreed that he did have a point. And after all, she had a few hours before I turned up. The next thing she knew, her t-shirt and bra were on the floor and Steve was sucking her titties and taking off his pants at the same time. In a flash, they were on the floor fucking, and after months alone in the northern bush, he came pretty quick. Good thing she was on the pill, she thought. They got up and he insisted on opening the bottle of wine. After a glass or two, his cock was stiffening again, and Beth was feeling pretty sexy… So she helped him along a bit, taking his erection into her warm mouth, sucking him to a leisurely second orgasm while he returned the oral favour with her. By now, the apartment was quite warm, they were both sweaty and sticky (it was a hot summer day, remember?) and she realized she was sporting a few bite marks. She was getting a bit worried about how to wind up this afternoon delight, but Steve wasn’t finished. A final glass of wine, and he was appealing for just one more. Now at this point, some would call Beth rather slutty. But from her perspective, the damage was done, and Steve looked ready for round three. Apparently one of his regular dirty fantasies in his tent that summer was the fond memory of cumming in Beth’s ass, which was indeed pretty spectacular. He convinced her to lie face down back on the bed and spread her legs, giving him easy access to lube her up with a handy jar of Noxzema cold cream. Before long, she’s getting a good slow butt-fucking, and she’s rubbing her clit to another climax.

Steve fills her ass with his cum, and now it seems he really is finished his mission. But he’s exhausted, and in no hurry to get out the door. Probably he still harboured hopes that Beth would change her mind. That wasn’t about to happen, but she was getting increasingly concerned about the impending schedule conflict. She finally convinced him to leave, but only after he took a quick shower and gave her a final goodbye kiss.

Alone at last, Beth tried to decide which came first – make the bed, hit the shower, clean up the apartment? She starts by making the bed, and starts picking up her clothes when she hears my knock, half an hour early. Shit. Busted.

As I said, all these details were confessed later. Right at the time, jealousy was the last thing on my mind. I just wanted to tear off her robe and get naked myself, and that’s what happened. Both of us were hot and sweaty, and the apartment was stifling in the late afternoon heat. I took her over to the bed and we got right to rolling around, frantically making out, tongue-swapping and sucking and licking and fingering. Her pussy was still dripping with her juices and Steve’s cum, and she tried to push my head away when I got between her legs. But I wasn’t going to be stopped, and she laid back and moaned out loud as I started licking her clit. It was the first (and only!) cream-pie of my life, and I loved every second of it, licking down from her cunt to her butthole and back as she writhed on the bed. I still remember the weird, intoxicating mix of smells and tastes – Steve’s cum, Noxzema, Beth’s sweat and the aroma of her bum and pussy. After she came at least a couple of times, I mounted her and came within seconds, filling her pussy for the second time that day. But like Steve, I still wanted more. We relaxed for a while, and I started fooling around again, biting her nipples and fingering her pussy. God she was a mess, totally glorious. I told her to turn around and lick my cock clean and then suck me off, with my face buried in her sloppy pussy one more time.

I didn’t last as long as Steve. I was completely wiped by seven, and we both got into the shower to wash up. At that point Beth had been screwing non-stop for about six hours, and counted around ten orgasms. She wasn’t actually proud of herself, but she wasn’t ashamed, either, and Steve and I were even. He remained a good friend for many years, until he sadly died in his fifties, victim of a heart attack. We used to get together once every two-three years, sometimes reminiscing about the good old days over a few pints of beer.

As for Beth, we got married a few months later. Eventually she divorced me, got religion and moved away. But along the way, we had a few more adventures worth sharing here. Stay tuned!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6fflxp/mfm_sharing_my_first_girlfriend

One comment on “[MFM] Sharing my first girlfriend

  1. Nice story. I always had problems have multiple orgasms as a guy. I always have to rest afterwards, at least 30 minutes or so. Beth sounds hot. She sounds like a dirty little cum dumpster and I want seconds! Ha

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