From Our First Sexual Encounter He Put Us Together

My husband turned 70. We've been together since 1976. I met him in class, he was a veteran and was starting college late, I was a new girl living away from home for the first time. He paid attention to me from the beginning. I lived off campus with another freshman girl and we got along like sisters. He came over to our apartment one night unannounced, we were already in pajamas. He had one thing on his mind, one thing. I could feel it, smell it. The way he looked at me I knew I was about to lose my virginity.

He told me to get my top off so he could see my tits. He told my roommate to get her top off too, he wanted to compare so he could decide which one of us to fuck. At that time in that room we took off our tops and he sized us up, weighing our breasts in his hand, having us turn around for him to look at our ass, feeling up between our legs. "Who's first?"

I lay back with my legs spread apart, my roommate stood across the room still topless, he told her she was next. He had taken his clothes off and was naked, his boner stood out like a harpoon. The time had come for me to lose my virginity, I just didn't want it to hurt. It didn't, his dick slid right in, all the way, he was completely in me, and then he grabbed me and just fucked me. I had a small orgasm, but he kept fucking me until he finished and got off, his dick wet and asked my roommate how she wanted it.

He told her he didn't want no bitch, he wanted her spread open, to offer him her pussy. I got off the bed and made an attempt to straighten out the sheet and helped her get her pajama bottoms and panties off and position herself on the bed for her moment. She felt she was dry so I massaged her pussy and fingered her to make sure she was wet and when she was ready I stood back and watched him fuck her. I had never seen a girl's face while a dick was in her, it made me want to kiss her. When he finished with her, he told me to get my face down there and shoved me into her pussy.

That was 1976, two freshman girls who met on campus, the first day I tasted pussy, the first day I looked at her just fucked tits and her glassy eyes and felt that feeling, I just wanted to fuck her too. We had two single beds and he kept us in one bed and he slept it off in the other bed, while we cuddled naked, just fucked, in a zombie like world. We made love, or rather we had girl sex, with lots of kissing and petting, and a good bit of pussy. We woke up the next morning, he was up and in the kitchen. We got up, went to the bathroom, combed our hair, and went out to meet him.

He married me a week later, at the court house to make sure I didn't run. He never separated us and kept us together, shoving us together, getting us in the family way as soon as we finished our degrees and we had five children over ten years. He met a young woman at work, and she wanted to have his children, don't ask, some women do. She had two children and he's lived with her for the last 25 years. He never separated us, he forced us together, against convention he forged us into one entity. I never got divorced, and we never broke off from him, he kept us close to his chest, where he could look after us. Times were right and he made more than enough money to support his large family.

We are going to the Ozarks, with all the children and grandchildren. It's a bunch, to celebrate his 70th. He's the Old Man, El Jefe, Papa, El Cabron, my husband, the father of my children, the father of his woman's children, the father of my life partner's children, the grandfather of all these grandchildren. It's not for nothing that his nickname is El Cabron.