My First Time

In the 80s, I started dating Walt. He rode a Harley, wore leather pants, and had gorgeous long dark hair and a dark beard. At that time, I was a college student working in the library and I looked like a librarian, honey blond hair, slim build (God I miss those perky young tits!), and the glasses with a chain and cardigans. He came to the library just about every day, usually looking for Conan the Barbarian books or books about physics. I think secretly he just came in there to chat with me.

I spent a few evenings riding on the back of his bike with him around the Northern California area, just enjoying nature, the sound and feel of the bike, the smell of his hair, and the feeling of holding his body. Needless to say many nights when I got home my panties were soaked. I had never been with a man at that time, though, so I really didn't know what to do about it or with him. And he was content to enjoy my company and not go beyond kissing (such a gentleman, right?).

One night, we rode with his friends, and it was clear they were some kind of loose gang. They all had wolf tattoos on their forearms and sewn on the back of their jackets or vests. That night, there were also some other girlfriends in the mix and I'm pretty sure a couple of prostitutes. There was probably about 8 or 9 of us all together. At a gas station, Walt told me "if anyone offers you anything you don't want, just politely say no thank you and look over at me." I was confused, but nodded my head.

We rode into the woods as it was getting dark. The boys built a campfire, beers were passed around. Some weed. I practiced what Walt told me when both were passed my way. When I looked over at him, whoever was offering me anything just moved on to the next person. Even the girls practiced the same ritual, and Walt wasn't partaking (he doesn't believe in using alcohol or other substances).

So when folks started pairing off around the fire, we were clear headed. He spread a blanket out for us, and we began our personal play, kissing, holding, stroking. I saw a girl start to suck one of the boys' dicks. I knew her as Red, and she was supposedly Tommy's girl but was sucking another boy. I stiffened, getting suddenly scared. I whispered into Walt's ear "I don't want to do anything with anyone else but you." He grunted and repeated "if anyone offers you anything, just politely say no and look over at me." I nodded, and we resumed kissing.

I watched sex happen all around me, girls sucking dicks, riding dicks, taking on multiple dicks at once, and a lot of swapping save for one other couple that seemed to be content to stay with one another, Cheryl and King (the only Latino in the group, built of pure muscle). I whispered into Walt's ear again "can I try yours" while watching a girl named Angel deep throat Tommy (whose girlfriend had yet to be near his dick all night, content to try everyone else's, even offering her mouth to Walt who of course politely declined).

So I watched Angel and learned to suck Walt, mirroring her movements and choking more than a few times. The boys howled when one of them looked over and yelled, "Walt's getting his cherry popped!" My Walt, a virgin? Soon Walt was undressing me and I let it happen and we were naked on the blanket. I was a bit nervous as he was trying to eat my snatch - it was so hairy then, and all these girls had landing strips or were manicured. But he didn't seem to mind and I was getting worked up. My snatch hurt, ached. I remember that.

Soon Walt was inside of me as I lay there, and that hurt in a very different way. I cried, he tried to stop, I begged him to keep going. We changed positions and I was on top. Another boy walked over with his dick in his hand and said "baby you want to suck this, too." I politely declined and looked down at Walt, who simply jerked his head to tell him to move on. He did so, and we kept going, the whole time I kept leaning down and saying in his ear "I'm yours, only you." He stiffened, and came into me. I looked over and Cheryl and King were also having sex, laying on their side so that each thrust pushed her forward and her tits were shaking, her chin length hair bobbin rhythmically. Walt held me for a moment, then withdrew, and I felt his seed leaking out of me onto the blanket. He got up and went to pee behind a nearby tree.

One of the boys walked by, his arm around one of the girls (she was completely naked and I could see seed on her chest and stomach). He looked over at me, down at my leaking creampie, and yelled "Holy shit, Veronica got her cherry popped, too!" Everyone howled like wolves. Walt came out from behind the tree he was peeing behind, and the boys (and a few of the girls) all clapped him on the back and congratulated him (barring Cheryl and King, they were still busy).

That's how I lost my virginity and the wildest sexual encounter I ever had. I also got a matching wolf tattoo, just for the record, my only one. It's in a place only me and Walt get to see, though, because I'm forever only his.