“That is the perfect dick,” Baltic Babe said, holding my cock erect at the base of the shaft, having pulled my foreskin back. She took quite a few seconds to look at it, seemingly taking in every detail, still refusing to put her mouth anywhere near it.
It was flattering to hear, but it wasn’t new to me. All my three previous lovers have said pretty much the same thing. Perhaps it’s something that women are taught to say, by some secret club, book or magazine, so as to mess with their man’s mind?
It was Monday morning and we had finished making love a little while earlier. I had made her cum twice; once by g-spot and once by deep dicking. I had recharged and was ready to go again, but Baltic Babe wasn’t in the mood, was hungry and wanted to get to the beach. I guess two orgasms was all she needed…or could handle?
The beach was noticeably empty. It must have been changeover day for the package tourists. It felt like we had the Black Sea to ourselves. The conversation rolled easily and pleasantly, punctuated by her laugh as I found the humour in something and ripped it to pieces. Still in a frisky frame of mind, I was curious about something.
“Do you remember your first time?” I asked, knowing that everyone does.
“Yes, I was seventeen.”
“He was was my skating partner and two years older. We had been boyfriend and girlfriend for almost two years. He wanted to go all the way, but neither of knew exactly what was involved. In the Soviet schooling system we didn’t get sex education like children do in the West.”
“So what did you do?”
“Somehow I found a book, from a library I think, that had words and drawings in it.”
“Drawing? Not photos?”
“No, photos would have made it pornography and that was illegal,” she said.
“Interesting, tell me more,” I coaxed. I loved getting insights in to what it was like living under the Soviet system.
“We were at his place and in his bedroom. His parents were away for the day, so we could take our time. We lay on his bed and I propped the book against the wall next to us. I made sure that we followed the process step by step.”
“So you had sex by the book?” I burst out laughing. Baltic Babe saw the funny side too.
“Your turn. What was your first time like?”
“Mine was quite sweet and unplanned really. Not like yours, Mein Fuhrer.”
Her face drooped. Baltic Babe didn’t appreciate the Mein Fuhrer reference. Her grandmother had been in a Nazi concentration camp during the war. It was careless of me. Before she could get upset and angry, I continued.
“We weren’t boyfriend and girlfriend. It was the last year of high school and we were both turning eighteen in the next couple of months. I didn’t have a girlfriend and wasn’t looking for one either. I was going to school four days a week and the other days working in a scrap metal yard to get money. Because of my being in the adult working world early after my father’s death when I was fourteen, all the other kids seemed so immature.”
“I know what you mean. My ice-skating got me into the adult world early too,” she chimed in.
“We were in the back of the classroom, sitting close to each other, during a history lesson. I had thought her cute, but she had been seeing another boy. I knew that they had recently split up. She kept knocking my knee with hers and it was irritating me. I told her to stop it. She said “What you going to do if I don’t?” and I can’t refuse a dare. I said to her, “If you don’t stop, I’ll help you keep your knees together by fingering you”. I had never touched a grown girl between the legs. I thought I would scare her. She seemed so sweet and innocent.”
“She kept going didn’t she?”
“Uh-huh. So I slid my hand up her skirt, thinking she’d recoil. She didn’t, instead she just froze. Deciding to teach her a lesson, I put my hand between her legs, over her panties. To my great surprise, she opened her legs, daring me.”
“Couldn’t other children and the teacher see?” asked Baltic Babe with big eyes.
To be continued…