Straight Female / 35
I Met My Husband In Maui
I was 17 and we were staying at a resort on Maui. My father played golf, my mother spent her days at the Spa and I went to the pool. That day, I say 'that' day because it was the day I lost my virginity, that day I was getting some sun and this man sat next to me and started to ask me questions. He bought me a beer, which he said was for him, but gave it to me. He showed me the room that he was in, the balcony from the pool, and told me he could look down and see everyone. And he could see me from up there. Did I want to go see?
It was that easy. I went up, in my bikini, to the room of a strange man. We looked down at the pool and he untied my top and put his hands under my breasts and pulled me to him and started to hump my ass. I was a virgin but not dumb and I knew what was happening. He was strong, real strong and he had me by my breasts and his humping felt good in all the wrong ways. His hardness straight up the crack of my ass. He told me to push my bottoms down and he pushed his swim trunks down and his naked hardness was now finding my vagina.
I stared at the pool, the waterfall, while he entered and deposited his sperm. And just like that I wasn't a virgin anymore. He took me back into the room, without my bikini on, and held me down on the bed and asked me a whole bunch of questions about my sexual experience, all the time touching my legs, my waist, my pussy with his penis. He asked me if I liked being a woman, because I was a woman now. When he was charged up again he had me open my legs and he laid down on me and we had missionary sex with complete ejaculation. I don't know if I fell in love while he was ejaculating but I feel that was the exact moment.
He was there on a sales convention with their Japanese counterparts and he had to spend his days with them, meeting and playing golf. But he gave me a key and I could go up to his room and he came up and we had sex for ten minutes and he went back down to his convention. I started to go with my mother to the Spa. I asked for the wax treatment, which my mother wanted to know why. I just wanted to see what it's like, I told her. She suspected something and grilled me over and over until I broke under the pressure.
I had to introduce him to my parents, a 35 year old man, as the man that was taking their 17 year old daughter to his room. There was a lot of talk about biology, days mattered. With her pocket calendar on the table, she marked off the days since my last period and counted forward. Exactly which days did you have sex? Did he finish inside of you? How many times? In front of him and my father. My mother's conclusion is that I had a pretty good chance of being pregnant and she asked him point blank if he had a vasectomy (no). This wasn't a social dinner. It was a biology lecture.
Names and addresses and phone numbers were exchanged. I had to give him back his key in front of my parents. They said we were cutting our vacation on Maui short and going to Honolulu. And when we got up to leave the table my mother shook hands with him, and I gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Back in the States I told my mother I had to go see him. Are you pregnant? No. I don't think so. Do you feel pregnant? No. Your pregnant she said. I can see it in your eyes. We flew to San Diego and met him at our hotel. He was all dressed up, a businessman. You're getting married, my mother told him. But she's staying with me until she old enough to take care of herself. We got married, in Florida. Everyone was surprised I married a man 18 years older, and so fast, before I graduated from high school. Well, everyone figured it out. If not I told them. And showed them my diamond ring.
It was that easy. I went up, in my bikini, to the room of a strange man. We looked down at the pool and he untied my top and put his hands under my breasts and pulled me to him and started to hump my ass. I was a virgin but not dumb and I knew what was happening. He was strong, real strong and he had me by my breasts and his humping felt good in all the wrong ways. His hardness straight up the crack of my ass. He told me to push my bottoms down and he pushed his swim trunks down and his naked hardness was now finding my vagina.
I stared at the pool, the waterfall, while he entered and deposited his sperm. And just like that I wasn't a virgin anymore. He took me back into the room, without my bikini on, and held me down on the bed and asked me a whole bunch of questions about my sexual experience, all the time touching my legs, my waist, my pussy with his penis. He asked me if I liked being a woman, because I was a woman now. When he was charged up again he had me open my legs and he laid down on me and we had missionary sex with complete ejaculation. I don't know if I fell in love while he was ejaculating but I feel that was the exact moment.
He was there on a sales convention with their Japanese counterparts and he had to spend his days with them, meeting and playing golf. But he gave me a key and I could go up to his room and he came up and we had sex for ten minutes and he went back down to his convention. I started to go with my mother to the Spa. I asked for the wax treatment, which my mother wanted to know why. I just wanted to see what it's like, I told her. She suspected something and grilled me over and over until I broke under the pressure.
I had to introduce him to my parents, a 35 year old man, as the man that was taking their 17 year old daughter to his room. There was a lot of talk about biology, days mattered. With her pocket calendar on the table, she marked off the days since my last period and counted forward. Exactly which days did you have sex? Did he finish inside of you? How many times? In front of him and my father. My mother's conclusion is that I had a pretty good chance of being pregnant and she asked him point blank if he had a vasectomy (no). This wasn't a social dinner. It was a biology lecture.
Names and addresses and phone numbers were exchanged. I had to give him back his key in front of my parents. They said we were cutting our vacation on Maui short and going to Honolulu. And when we got up to leave the table my mother shook hands with him, and I gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Back in the States I told my mother I had to go see him. Are you pregnant? No. I don't think so. Do you feel pregnant? No. Your pregnant she said. I can see it in your eyes. We flew to San Diego and met him at our hotel. He was all dressed up, a businessman. You're getting married, my mother told him. But she's staying with me until she old enough to take care of herself. We got married, in Florida. Everyone was surprised I married a man 18 years older, and so fast, before I graduated from high school. Well, everyone figured it out. If not I told them. And showed them my diamond ring.
