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My stories are based on my personal experiences. They are NOT fiction or fantasy. Each story is as close to accurate to what actually happened as I can remember, and I have a pretty good memory (even many years later).
Nobody in this story was underage.
**********************************************
Hi. I'm Pete. I was headed back to Southeast Asia, and as usual my travel had a stopover at Clark AFB in the Philippines. I had just put my bag in my hotel room and unsuccessfully looked for the last girl I had been with during my last stay in Angeles City. I finally gave up the search and was walking to a restaurant when I noticed Michelle. She was standing on the sidewalk looking lost with a small suitcase in her hand. I came up beside her and asked if I could help her. She looked confused, so I clarified. "You look hungry, and I am on my way to dinner. Would you like to join me? I will pay for your meal."
"And what would you want for this service?" she asked.
I raised my hands over my head and replied, "Nothing. If you want to just go back to doing whatever you were doing after dinner, then that will be just fine. I think you are beautiful, and I was hoping to get to know you better over dinner. That is all."
"OK," she replied. "Wait. You think I'm beautiful?"
I smiled, "I certainly do. May I carry your bag?"
"Yes," she said shyly.
We continued on to the restaurant, ordered dinner, and talked. Like so many girls before her, Michelle had been lured to Angeles City by the promise of a job, only to find out that the job was working as a bar girl. She had no extra money, no extra food, no place to stay, and no way to get home.
I never considered myself an expert on anything, let alone Filipinas and the situation in Angeles City, but it was obvious even to me that this was a recurring theme. Somebody must have figured out a long time ago that if they got these girls to the city, they would have little choice but to become bar girls.
Michelle had no idea what she was going to do. She was almost to the point of going to the bar at the address she had been given, and applying for a job there. As she was explaining this, I offered to let her stay with me until she figured out what she wanted to do. She was suspicious of my motives, but after asking me some questions, she realized that she didn't really have a lot of alternatives.
So, after dinner, we went to my room at the hotel. I stopped along the way for orange juice and ice, and then we went up. Once in the room, I had Michelle sit on the bed while I mixed our drinks in the bathroom.
Like other girls before her, Michelle was impressed by the size and quality of the room. I brought in the drinks, and Michelle seemed thirsty. She downed three glasses of the drink before she even slowed down. By that time, she had mellowed considerably, and she was sprawled on the bed. I leaned over and gave her a short kiss. She seemed surprised. "What was that for?" she asked.
"Nothing in particular," I replied. "I just saw a beautiful girl laying on my bed and wanted to kiss her. Is that OK?"
"I guess," she said softly. "I just wasn't expecting it."
"Is it OK if I kiss you again?" I asked.
"OK," she replied.
This time, I took my time with the kiss. I kept it soft at first, gradually building more passion as the kiss went on. When she opened her mouth to breathe, I let my tongue dance in her mouth. This startled her, but she calmed down and was soon sucking my tongue.
My hands were rubbing her all over as our tongues danced, and she was getting more and more into it. When my hand made its way up under her top to find her bra, she just sighed into my mouth. I had suspected that this was all new to her, and that was confirmed as we continued.
My hand found the hooks in the back of her bra and unfastened them. When her bra suddenly loosened, she jumped a little, but by then she was becoming so mellow that it would have taken a lot more than that to shock her.
My hands made their way to her breasts, and soon I had her top and her bra pushed up to her neck. That was restricting her movements, and she shrugged her arms out of the top and bra, letting me slide them up over her head and off. I'm not sure that she was aware that she was now naked from the waist up. I was aware, though, and took full advantage.
I ankara escort (https://dreknek.com/) started suckling her nipples, and I soon had them hard and protruding. Her nipples were large compared to her breasts, which were maybe a large A-cup or small B-cup. That was OK, though, and I had plenty to play with. I also found out that she was extremely sensitive all over her breasts, and suckling her nipples just about drove her wild.
She wasn't really saying anything the whole time I was playing with her breasts, and I took that as consent to do more. My hand found its way under her skirt to her panties, and I started to softly rub her through the crotch of her panties. This made her jump again, but again she stopped fighting it and started pushing back against my fingers.
I unsnapped and unzipped her skirt, and while still suckling her nipples, slid her skirt and panties down her legs and off her feet. She even lifted her bottom when I told her to do so. Now, she was completely naked. I went to work on her vulva with my fingers. Her legs were soon spread apart, and my fingers were rubbing her clit, her labia and her vaginal entrance. She was moaning and squealing in enjoyment of my actions.
Michelle was squirming around on the bed by then. Amazingly, instead of squirming away from me as some virgins might, she was squirming to get closer to the sensations she was feeling. I'm not sure if she ever thought logically about what was happening, but it seemed she was more prone to riding the waves of pleasure she was feeling than thinking rationally about where this was going.
I was able to slip my clothes off as I played with her breasts and pussy, so now I was laying skin-to-skin next to this beautiful girl on my bed. I released her nipple from my lips and kissed my way down Michelle's tummy.
She wasn't shaved or even trimmed, but then she didn't need to. Her pubic hair was smooth, short and only above her labia. I kissed my way past until my tongue dipped down between her labia. Her vulva was soaking wet from the lubrication she had already produced, and I got my first taste of her sweet juices. This was one of the best tasting pussies I had come across.
I spent a lot of time lapping up the juices that were pouring from her vaginal entrance. Of course, I couldn't resist fingering the entrance as well. Her hymen was up inside of her vagina and was thicker than many I had seen. I wondered if that meant it would hurt more when torn. I guessed that I would know the answer to that before the night was over.
Surprisingly, I was able to slide my pinky finger through the hole in her hymen and then stretch it out little by little from there. I never had to tear her hymen with my finger as it eventually just stretched out of the way to give me full access with two fingers.
I was sucking her clit as I fingered her vagina, and Michelle was loving the feelings she was experiencing. I somehow don't think she completely understood what those feelings meant though. When I thought she was ready, I moved my cock up between her legs and seated the cockhead in her vaginal entrance.
I pushed in slowly, taking my time with this girl. She had been enjoying the sensations of my fingers in her pussy, and now my cock had replaced them. Her hips continued to rock against me but with less enthusiasm than before. It was as if she was waking up to the idea that I was pushing my cock into her.
When my cockhead came up against her hymen, I simply pushed through into her depths. She winced, as I expect that she finally felt the remnant of her hymen tear as my cock passed through. Once through her hymen, my cock continued up her vagina until it firmly pressed against her cervix. I pressed into her, letting her feel the full length of my cock inside her. She drew her legs up until they were behind my back and held me there.
I started with small movements at first, letting her adjust to my size in her. I needn't have worried, though. Michelle was soon pressing back at me with every thrust of my cock against her cervix. She was breathing as heavily as I was as we did the dance of love. Her vaginal muscles were milking me even before I started releasing my seed into her womb.
Soon, though, I couldn't hold back and I was flooding her womb with my seed. That tipped her over the edge, and she was climaxing right along with me. Her pussy was contracting around çankaya escort (https://dreknek.com/ankara/cankaya-escort/) my cock and I could feel her cervix convulsing as well. My seed continued to shoot into her as her cervix repeatedly opened and closed against my cockhead. What an awesome feeling. One more wonderful trip into paradise.
I kissed her tenderly as we came down from our orgasms. Michelle seemed confused when the initial realization hit her of what we had just done. However, she didn't cry or complain. She didn't angrily blame me for stealing her virginity. She just adjusted to her new reality. She hugged me and kissed me back as we lay there still connected by our genitals.
We fell asleep like that, my cock still inside of her pussy, her legs still wrapped around my back. I had no sensation of time, but when I again woke, my cock was once again becoming hard inside her. I let it slide back and forth until it was well lubricated and then thrust it in with more force. I was soon thrusting and withdrawing in a comfortable rhythm with her just laying there unmoving.
That I could have sex with a woman while she slept intrigued me, so I made no effort to wake her. When I came again, my cockhead was firmly pressed against her cervix, once more shooting all of my seed into her waiting womb. Once my seed was all deposited, I let my cock slip out of her pussy, so I could lay beside her on the bed.
We woke when my alarm went off early the next morning. At first, she was scared because she didn't know where she was. Then, she calmed down as her memory returned to her. We talked for a while before either of us tried to move.
She said, "I have lost my virginity, so no man will want me as his wife. Now that I am no longer a virgin, I guess there is nothing stopping me from working in the bars here in Angeles City. In a way, it makes my choices easier. What would you like me to do?"
I replied, "If you want to work at a bar, that is OK, but I hope that you will stay with me here this week before you apply for a job. I suspect that you will get a job as soon as you apply, so I would prefer that you wait.
"OK," she replied. "I can do that."
I explained to her how I had duties on the base for the first part of each day, but that I would return in the early afternoon to be with her each day. That seemed OK to her, and I explained that I would give her a room key and some money for breakfast and lunch each day. She hugged me when I told her that. She was still worried about where she would stay and what she would eat, so I had eliminated her worries.
I asked her if she would like to shower with me, and she looked down at our nude bodies on the bed. "I guess since we have already made love, there is nothing left to hide. Yes, I will shower with you."
We showered together and after we were clean, I placed her hands on the shower wall and positioned myself behind her. When my cock started entering her pussy from behind, she started at first, but was then pushing back against me every time I thrust. It wasn't long before I was once again filling her womb with my seed.
We washed back up, got dried and dressed, I gave her a key and money for meals, I kissed her and was out the door. After my normal base routine, I returned to my room. Michelle was laying on the bed completely naked waiting for me. "I thought we might as well save you the trouble of undressing me," she said.
"That was very thoughtful," I replied. I quickly undressed and positioned myself between her legs. Instead of just pressing my cock into her pussy immediately, I bent down to eat her instead. Her pussy was just as tasty as I remembered. There is something about fresh, unused pussies that is far better than well-used pussies.
It took about five minutes and she was orgasming on my face. When she started to shake, I moved up and slid my cock into her pussy. It was much quicker to slide into her core today than yesterday. Once my full length was buried, I started thrusting and withdrawing in good rhythm.
Michelle's hips were rocking to meet my thrusts and increase their depth and power. Over and over again, my cock was pressing into her cervix until I finally pressed it firmly into her, holding it in place as I emptied all of my sperm into her womb. She was shuddering as I pumped her full of my seed.
We took an afternoon nap together, showered and went kızılay escort (https://dreknek.com/ankara/kizilay-escort/) to dinner. We talked more during dinner, which was interesting. She asked if I might want to marry her, to which I told her honestly that it wouldn't be wise of me to marry anybody. After I explained some things about my job (what little I could), she understood why I wasn't likely to marry her.
She said it wasn't likely that any other man would marry her either, since she wasn't a virgin. I disputed that. There were plenty of men on the base who would love to marry her, virgin or not. All she had to do was meet them, and it seemed like she already had a plan to do that.
After dinner, we walked back to the room. We lay on the bed talking some more, but eventually she decided that she would rather have me teach her how to be a good lover than to talk. I told her I wasn't sure that I was qualified to do that, but she disagreed.
We kissed some more, and then I taught her how to give a hand job and a blow job. I taught her what I liked in both acts, but I told her that most men would rather just fuck than have either of those acts. I asked her if she knew what anal sex was, and she didn't. After I explained it, she said she wasn't sure that she could do that.
"That's OK," I said. "Anal isn't my favorite thing anyway. If you want to be a bar girl, you may want to learn it at some point, but it isn't important right now."
Michelle leaned over and kissed me, "Thank you for your patience."
I chuckled to myself. I had just taken this girl's virginity, and she was thanking me for my patience. I started opening Michelle's buttons. Fact is, I enjoy unwrapping presents, and Michelle was a wonderful present for me. When I got the last button undone, I pushed her blouse away and exposed her nipples. They were standing proud, and it wasn't long before my lips closed around them.
Michelle loved to have her nipples suckled. I'm sure that she would really enjoy motherhood because of that. Before I was done with her breasts, every square inch of skin had been sucked and kissed. I pulled her skirt and panties down her legs and off before moving my lips to her pussy. It was ready when I got there, with lubrication pouring out of her vaginal entrance.
"You have great lubrication," I mentioned. "You will never have a problem with dry sex."
I sucked her clit and used two fingers to bring up even more lubrication. She was especially sensitive just inside of her vagina, and I teased that area with a 'come here' motion for several minutes before Michelle pulled me up to line my cock up with her entrance.
A small thrust was all it took to firmly seat me in her vagina. Michelle's legs wrapped around my back and pulled me into her even deeper. My cockhead was repeatedly pressing into her cervix and she was gasping in pleasure. This girl was built for sex. She was enthusiastic as she pressed against me with every thrust, and the tempo built rapidly. Soon, we were slapping together over and over again as our bodies met.
I felt my seed rising and asked if she was about to cum. "I think so," she replied. A few more thrusts were all it took to drag us both over the edge, crashing into climax. My balls were pumping my seed up through my cock and into her womb, and her body was pulling me in deeper to receive my seed. My mind and body were somewhere between chaos and paradise, but it certainly felt good.
As the last of my sperm was pumped into her womb, both of us collapsed to our sides, her legs still wrapped around me and my cock still deep inside of her. We kissed and fell asleep like that. We woke a few times during the night to continue the action, and each time was a delight.
In the morning, we were both startled by the alarm, but we still got up and got showered. Of course, there was a fair bit of play in the shower before we got out. Michelle lay on the bed and watched me as I dressed and got ready to go. I gave her some money for food, kissed her, and was out the door.
The next four days were pretty much the same, with Michelle becoming more sexual with each coupling. I was enjoying this time with a girl where no commitment was expected. Commitments hadn't really worked out well for me in the past anyway.
When I got my travel orders for Thailand, Michelle was sad to see me go, but she had known all along that this was coming, so there were no surprises. We had one last afternoon and night of fun, and I was off to the base terminal. Michelle was off to a new life as a bar girl. I wished her luck, but never saw her again, so I'm not sure how things worked out for her.
My stories are based on my personal experiences. They are NOT fiction or fantasy. Each story is as close to accurate to what actually happened as I can remember, and I have a pretty good memory (even many years later).
Nobody in this story was underage.
**********************************************
Hi. I'm Pete. I was headed back to Southeast Asia, and as usual my travel had a stopover at Clark AFB in the Philippines. I had just put my bag in my hotel room and unsuccessfully looked for the last girl I had been with during my last stay in Angeles City. I finally gave up the search and was walking to a restaurant when I noticed Michelle. She was standing on the sidewalk looking lost with a small suitcase in her hand. I came up beside her and asked if I could help her. She looked confused, so I clarified. "You look hungry, and I am on my way to dinner. Would you like to join me? I will pay for your meal."
"And what would you want for this service?" she asked.
I raised my hands over my head and replied, "Nothing. If you want to just go back to doing whatever you were doing after dinner, then that will be just fine. I think you are beautiful, and I was hoping to get to know you better over dinner. That is all."
"OK," she replied. "Wait. You think I'm beautiful?"
I smiled, "I certainly do. May I carry your bag?"
"Yes," she said shyly.
We continued on to the restaurant, ordered dinner, and talked. Like so many girls before her, Michelle had been lured to Angeles City by the promise of a job, only to find out that the job was working as a bar girl. She had no extra money, no extra food, no place to stay, and no way to get home.
I never considered myself an expert on anything, let alone Filipinas and the situation in Angeles City, but it was obvious even to me that this was a recurring theme. Somebody must have figured out a long time ago that if they got these girls to the city, they would have little choice but to become bar girls.
Michelle had no idea what she was going to do. She was almost to the point of going to the bar at the address she had been given, and applying for a job there. As she was explaining this, I offered to let her stay with me until she figured out what she wanted to do. She was suspicious of my motives, but after asking me some questions, she realized that she didn't really have a lot of alternatives.
So, after dinner, we went to my room at the hotel. I stopped along the way for orange juice and ice, and then we went up. Once in the room, I had Michelle sit on the bed while I mixed our drinks in the bathroom.
Like other girls before her, Michelle was impressed by the size and quality of the room. I brought in the drinks, and Michelle seemed thirsty. She downed three glasses of the drink before she even slowed down. By that time, she had mellowed considerably, and she was sprawled on the bed. I leaned over and gave her a short kiss. She seemed surprised. "What was that for?" she asked.
"Nothing in particular," I replied. "I just saw a beautiful girl laying on my bed and wanted to kiss her. Is that OK?"
"I guess," she said softly. "I just wasn't expecting it."
"Is it OK if I kiss you again?" I asked.
"OK," she replied.
This time, I took my time with the kiss. I kept it soft at first, gradually building more passion as the kiss went on. When she opened her mouth to breathe, I let my tongue dance in her mouth. This startled her, but she calmed down and was soon sucking my tongue.
My hands were rubbing her all over as our tongues danced, and she was getting more and more into it. When my hand made its way up under her top to find her bra, she just sighed into my mouth. I had suspected that this was all new to her, and that was confirmed as we continued.
My hand found the hooks in the back of her bra and unfastened them. When her bra suddenly loosened, she jumped a little, but by then she was becoming so mellow that it would have taken a lot more than that to shock her.
My hands made their way to her breasts, and soon I had her top and her bra pushed up to her neck. That was restricting her movements, and she shrugged her arms out of the top and bra, letting me slide them up over her head and off. I'm not sure that she was aware that she was now naked from the waist up. I was aware, though, and took full advantage.
I ankara escort (https://dreknek.com/) started suckling her nipples, and I soon had them hard and protruding. Her nipples were large compared to her breasts, which were maybe a large A-cup or small B-cup. That was OK, though, and I had plenty to play with. I also found out that she was extremely sensitive all over her breasts, and suckling her nipples just about drove her wild.
She wasn't really saying anything the whole time I was playing with her breasts, and I took that as consent to do more. My hand found its way under her skirt to her panties, and I started to softly rub her through the crotch of her panties. This made her jump again, but again she stopped fighting it and started pushing back against my fingers.
I unsnapped and unzipped her skirt, and while still suckling her nipples, slid her skirt and panties down her legs and off her feet. She even lifted her bottom when I told her to do so. Now, she was completely naked. I went to work on her vulva with my fingers. Her legs were soon spread apart, and my fingers were rubbing her clit, her labia and her vaginal entrance. She was moaning and squealing in enjoyment of my actions.
Michelle was squirming around on the bed by then. Amazingly, instead of squirming away from me as some virgins might, she was squirming to get closer to the sensations she was feeling. I'm not sure if she ever thought logically about what was happening, but it seemed she was more prone to riding the waves of pleasure she was feeling than thinking rationally about where this was going.
I was able to slip my clothes off as I played with her breasts and pussy, so now I was laying skin-to-skin next to this beautiful girl on my bed. I released her nipple from my lips and kissed my way down Michelle's tummy.
She wasn't shaved or even trimmed, but then she didn't need to. Her pubic hair was smooth, short and only above her labia. I kissed my way past until my tongue dipped down between her labia. Her vulva was soaking wet from the lubrication she had already produced, and I got my first taste of her sweet juices. This was one of the best tasting pussies I had come across.
I spent a lot of time lapping up the juices that were pouring from her vaginal entrance. Of course, I couldn't resist fingering the entrance as well. Her hymen was up inside of her vagina and was thicker than many I had seen. I wondered if that meant it would hurt more when torn. I guessed that I would know the answer to that before the night was over.
Surprisingly, I was able to slide my pinky finger through the hole in her hymen and then stretch it out little by little from there. I never had to tear her hymen with my finger as it eventually just stretched out of the way to give me full access with two fingers.
I was sucking her clit as I fingered her vagina, and Michelle was loving the feelings she was experiencing. I somehow don't think she completely understood what those feelings meant though. When I thought she was ready, I moved my cock up between her legs and seated the cockhead in her vaginal entrance.
I pushed in slowly, taking my time with this girl. She had been enjoying the sensations of my fingers in her pussy, and now my cock had replaced them. Her hips continued to rock against me but with less enthusiasm than before. It was as if she was waking up to the idea that I was pushing my cock into her.
When my cockhead came up against her hymen, I simply pushed through into her depths. She winced, as I expect that she finally felt the remnant of her hymen tear as my cock passed through. Once through her hymen, my cock continued up her vagina until it firmly pressed against her cervix. I pressed into her, letting her feel the full length of my cock inside her. She drew her legs up until they were behind my back and held me there.
I started with small movements at first, letting her adjust to my size in her. I needn't have worried, though. Michelle was soon pressing back at me with every thrust of my cock against her cervix. She was breathing as heavily as I was as we did the dance of love. Her vaginal muscles were milking me even before I started releasing my seed into her womb.
Soon, though, I couldn't hold back and I was flooding her womb with my seed. That tipped her over the edge, and she was climaxing right along with me. Her pussy was contracting around çankaya escort (https://dreknek.com/ankara/cankaya-escort/) my cock and I could feel her cervix convulsing as well. My seed continued to shoot into her as her cervix repeatedly opened and closed against my cockhead. What an awesome feeling. One more wonderful trip into paradise.
I kissed her tenderly as we came down from our orgasms. Michelle seemed confused when the initial realization hit her of what we had just done. However, she didn't cry or complain. She didn't angrily blame me for stealing her virginity. She just adjusted to her new reality. She hugged me and kissed me back as we lay there still connected by our genitals.
We fell asleep like that, my cock still inside of her pussy, her legs still wrapped around my back. I had no sensation of time, but when I again woke, my cock was once again becoming hard inside her. I let it slide back and forth until it was well lubricated and then thrust it in with more force. I was soon thrusting and withdrawing in a comfortable rhythm with her just laying there unmoving.
That I could have sex with a woman while she slept intrigued me, so I made no effort to wake her. When I came again, my cockhead was firmly pressed against her cervix, once more shooting all of my seed into her waiting womb. Once my seed was all deposited, I let my cock slip out of her pussy, so I could lay beside her on the bed.
We woke when my alarm went off early the next morning. At first, she was scared because she didn't know where she was. Then, she calmed down as her memory returned to her. We talked for a while before either of us tried to move.
She said, "I have lost my virginity, so no man will want me as his wife. Now that I am no longer a virgin, I guess there is nothing stopping me from working in the bars here in Angeles City. In a way, it makes my choices easier. What would you like me to do?"
I replied, "If you want to work at a bar, that is OK, but I hope that you will stay with me here this week before you apply for a job. I suspect that you will get a job as soon as you apply, so I would prefer that you wait.
"OK," she replied. "I can do that."
I explained to her how I had duties on the base for the first part of each day, but that I would return in the early afternoon to be with her each day. That seemed OK to her, and I explained that I would give her a room key and some money for breakfast and lunch each day. She hugged me when I told her that. She was still worried about where she would stay and what she would eat, so I had eliminated her worries.
I asked her if she would like to shower with me, and she looked down at our nude bodies on the bed. "I guess since we have already made love, there is nothing left to hide. Yes, I will shower with you."
We showered together and after we were clean, I placed her hands on the shower wall and positioned myself behind her. When my cock started entering her pussy from behind, she started at first, but was then pushing back against me every time I thrust. It wasn't long before I was once again filling her womb with my seed.
We washed back up, got dried and dressed, I gave her a key and money for meals, I kissed her and was out the door. After my normal base routine, I returned to my room. Michelle was laying on the bed completely naked waiting for me. "I thought we might as well save you the trouble of undressing me," she said.
"That was very thoughtful," I replied. I quickly undressed and positioned myself between her legs. Instead of just pressing my cock into her pussy immediately, I bent down to eat her instead. Her pussy was just as tasty as I remembered. There is something about fresh, unused pussies that is far better than well-used pussies.
It took about five minutes and she was orgasming on my face. When she started to shake, I moved up and slid my cock into her pussy. It was much quicker to slide into her core today than yesterday. Once my full length was buried, I started thrusting and withdrawing in good rhythm.
Michelle's hips were rocking to meet my thrusts and increase their depth and power. Over and over again, my cock was pressing into her cervix until I finally pressed it firmly into her, holding it in place as I emptied all of my sperm into her womb. She was shuddering as I pumped her full of my seed.
We took an afternoon nap together, showered and went kızılay escort (https://dreknek.com/ankara/kizilay-escort/) to dinner. We talked more during dinner, which was interesting. She asked if I might want to marry her, to which I told her honestly that it wouldn't be wise of me to marry anybody. After I explained some things about my job (what little I could), she understood why I wasn't likely to marry her.
She said it wasn't likely that any other man would marry her either, since she wasn't a virgin. I disputed that. There were plenty of men on the base who would love to marry her, virgin or not. All she had to do was meet them, and it seemed like she already had a plan to do that.
After dinner, we walked back to the room. We lay on the bed talking some more, but eventually she decided that she would rather have me teach her how to be a good lover than to talk. I told her I wasn't sure that I was qualified to do that, but she disagreed.
We kissed some more, and then I taught her how to give a hand job and a blow job. I taught her what I liked in both acts, but I told her that most men would rather just fuck than have either of those acts. I asked her if she knew what anal sex was, and she didn't. After I explained it, she said she wasn't sure that she could do that.
"That's OK," I said. "Anal isn't my favorite thing anyway. If you want to be a bar girl, you may want to learn it at some point, but it isn't important right now."
Michelle leaned over and kissed me, "Thank you for your patience."
I chuckled to myself. I had just taken this girl's virginity, and she was thanking me for my patience. I started opening Michelle's buttons. Fact is, I enjoy unwrapping presents, and Michelle was a wonderful present for me. When I got the last button undone, I pushed her blouse away and exposed her nipples. They were standing proud, and it wasn't long before my lips closed around them.
Michelle loved to have her nipples suckled. I'm sure that she would really enjoy motherhood because of that. Before I was done with her breasts, every square inch of skin had been sucked and kissed. I pulled her skirt and panties down her legs and off before moving my lips to her pussy. It was ready when I got there, with lubrication pouring out of her vaginal entrance.
"You have great lubrication," I mentioned. "You will never have a problem with dry sex."
I sucked her clit and used two fingers to bring up even more lubrication. She was especially sensitive just inside of her vagina, and I teased that area with a 'come here' motion for several minutes before Michelle pulled me up to line my cock up with her entrance.
A small thrust was all it took to firmly seat me in her vagina. Michelle's legs wrapped around my back and pulled me into her even deeper. My cockhead was repeatedly pressing into her cervix and she was gasping in pleasure. This girl was built for sex. She was enthusiastic as she pressed against me with every thrust, and the tempo built rapidly. Soon, we were slapping together over and over again as our bodies met.
I felt my seed rising and asked if she was about to cum. "I think so," she replied. A few more thrusts were all it took to drag us both over the edge, crashing into climax. My balls were pumping my seed up through my cock and into her womb, and her body was pulling me in deeper to receive my seed. My mind and body were somewhere between chaos and paradise, but it certainly felt good.
As the last of my sperm was pumped into her womb, both of us collapsed to our sides, her legs still wrapped around me and my cock still deep inside of her. We kissed and fell asleep like that. We woke a few times during the night to continue the action, and each time was a delight.
In the morning, we were both startled by the alarm, but we still got up and got showered. Of course, there was a fair bit of play in the shower before we got out. Michelle lay on the bed and watched me as I dressed and got ready to go. I gave her some money for food, kissed her, and was out the door.
The next four days were pretty much the same, with Michelle becoming more sexual with each coupling. I was enjoying this time with a girl where no commitment was expected. Commitments hadn't really worked out well for me in the past anyway.
When I got my travel orders for Thailand, Michelle was sad to see me go, but she had known all along that this was coming, so there were no surprises. We had one last afternoon and night of fun, and I was off to the base terminal. Michelle was off to a new life as a bar girl. I wished her luck, but never saw her again, so I'm not sure how things worked out for her.