I Was A Thirty Year Old Virgin Until I Met A Nympho On A Plane

I was a 30 year old virgin. Never got lucky. At the time I was working for manufacturing company and my job required travel to attend safety and production meetings. I am an engineer by trade. I was well aware I was a virgin, and didn't like it, but that didn't help anything. On this trip I picked up a copy of Penthouse which I was into at the time. I could fantasize. In real life I had never met someone even close to one of those models.

I was on the flight down south across the border and this woman sat beside me. She was by her own admission from the Bay Area and she owned a retail outlet for south of the border apparel. She was traveling to meet a supplier. She ordered wine right after takeoff and had another wine immediately after. She got friendly, in a drunk sort of way and kept grabbing at my hand and fingers. She put her hand on my crotch, grabbed me hard and asked me if I was one of those that liked boys or if I liked girls. She volunteered to me that she had a pussy, pulling her skirt up above her crotch and panties. It got worse when she grabbed my bag and found the Penthouse. The third wine was long gone and she was drinking a fourth wine, all she wanted to do was talk about those girls in the magazine and how if she was a man she would spend all her time eating pussy.

By the time we landed in that south of the border city she was my best friend and had decided that it was best that she stay at my hotel where she knew somebody. Forget about getting her own room, she got me to take her in and she got her own key. After dropping off our bags in the room she headed for the bathroom and came out and took the magazine and got on her stomach to flit through it. Her dress was high up and she had taken off her panties. Page after page she kissed those picture perfect pussies. Then she turned over, spread her legs and told me to eat her. And to use my tongue like a monitor and finger her.

Facing that spread out pussy, nothing like the ones in the pictures, she moved her hips to some rhythm in her head, her pussy spread open from rubbing herself while looking at the pictures. That afternoon, in that small room south of the border I faced my first live pussy and I had to work up the nerve to eat her. She grabbed my hair at the back of my head and held my face against her. After some time, could have been a minute, or half a minute, or more and she shoved me away, stripped off her dress and bra and lay there naked. Fuck me. That was all she said, two words. I was hard enough, I was clumsy, I climbed on and she grabbed my dick to stick in the right place, and I had my first orgasm in a woman. Just like that, one touch of her pussy with my dick and I came all over her.

She called me a shit head and got up all angry, walking around that small room naked. it was about then that she realized that for real she was my first woman, and she set about prancing, showing tits, and then nothing cradling her arms around her tits and covering them. She was sober, and she told me that she hadn't flown all that way to get a virgin. One of the reasons she liked flying down was to get laid, but she was going to teach me and I was going to 'fuck' her.

We ordered up room service. She didn't bother covering herself up, she stood naked while the young guy set the tray down. One of the things he had ordered was a bottle of wine, and she drank a glass like it was water. Forcing me to sip on a glass, which I didn't like or want. I was a total teetotaler. She sucked my dick slowly, played with my dick like it was some soft big worm, licked it and sucked it. It was when she stuck her finger in my ass that things got serious. She sucked me hard, grabbing my balls in her hand, and from time to time she stuck a finger up my ass. I had no idea that she was pressing down on my prostate and she sucked the cum right out of my dick when she did that.

I learned anatomy of a girl, up front and personal. I licked her from the front and the back as she sixtynined over me. I saw her big brown asshole in the fading light of the sun, and touched her. I got on and fucked her, fucked her until I couldn't fuck anymore, and came inside of her. We woke up naked the next morning, I went to my job and she went to see the supplier. That night it was more calm, and more straight up, but still total nudity and a lot of fucking.