On leaving school, supposedly grown up, I spent most of my spare time as we boys tend to do ogling girls my own age and older until one in particular caught my eye. She was a real sort after girl of the late fifties with prominent rounded breasts atop an hourglass figure and just over five feet which was probably a little short but the overall bundle was definitely very desirable from my perspective. My father had always been a keen motor biker, lending me the cash for my first one and on passing my test did so again so that I became the proud owner of a 5000cc twin BSA. Now this, do not forget, was the beginning of the “rockers” so teenage bikers were still few but we wore the customary surplus store fur collared American Air Force flying jacket, a little later to be superseded by the black leather white fur collared, chrome buckled and studded one, Lee Cooper jeans, flying boots and the almost permanent cigarette drooping from the corner of the mouth (non tipped of course!!!) We did congregate in groups so inevitably mothers of teenage girls did not put us on their favourites list so as we became more friendly I had to leave the bike a couple of streets away so that I could walk her near to home when we became a couple.
Months flew by and I started to become more persistent in my attempts to grope her breasts through her clothing as often as circumstances allowed but she resisted and pointedly told me she was not type of girl. A hot summer helped my cause and evening rides into the local countryside, finding out of the way spots in Sherwood Forest, made for a more relaxed atmosphere and after heated kissing I was at last allowed to unbutton her blouse and bare her breasts, fondling, kissing and sucking on her hard nipples until she gasped and wriggled her bottom in excited pleasure. I thought that was to be the start of further sexual progress but she would have non of it when the next time we were in the woods quickly stopped me from trying to get my hand into her panties, saying we should not take sex too far until we had known each other for a lot longer. I was constantly frustrated as she only let me bare her breasts and feast on them once a week or so but at least she was now enjoying showing them off to me so I satisfied myself with masturbating regularly while trying to visualise her naked and taking it. She suddenly disappeared from the local scene and although I risked riding past her house a few times but she was nowhere to be seen so I just hung around the places where we usually met up. It was her cousin that told me her mother had seen Betty and I together a couple of times and had told her sister, thus she had been grounded and was threatened with more of the same if she were to mix with youths of my type again. It was a further two weeks before she was back in circulation again and we were very careful this time who saw us together locally.
Keeping out of the way meant trips to the woods became my priority, not for the first time during our relationship, making sure I found new places every visit so as not to attract attention and happily she let me bare her upper half to suck her nipples and play with her tits. I was still frustrated most of the time, wanting to advance the sex but was thwarted by a very unadventurous girlfriend who I loved dearly but she definitely wanted to wait before going any further. Out of the blue my luck changed when I suggested we get engaged on her nineteenth birthday and as I had at last been accepted by her mother and there was no objection we chose a ring, my own parents were not so happy though as they had always thought she seemed too young for me (only by one year in reality) but they just accepted it.
To say it was like having a new woman would be an understatement and “EURICA!!!” I was now allowed inside her panties at every opportunity and she soon loved having orgasms when I fingered her and excited her swollen clitoris. Her new cravings for orgasms meant our trips to the woods were as regular as the weather allowed and our favourite place was a grassy hollow surrounded by bushes and brambles with only a couple of paths in and out of it so it was easy to hide ourselves and the bike. I still carefully orchestrated the next few visits until at long last and on one particularly warm evening when she was really aroused she did not stop me undressing her although she did blush crimson as I surveyed her total nakedness for the first time. She was trembling, as much with trepidation as excitement I thought as I took a long look at all her revealed charms and loved the way her pimply haloes spread out from the hard pert nipples under my stare. I did not give her time to cover up and noticed that as I sucked on her nipples she parted her legs so that it was easy for me to get two fingers deep into her vagina, causing her to moan softly as I worked them up and down for a couple of minutes and was rewarded with a little squeal when I brought her to a climax with my thumb teasing her clitoris. It was on one of these occasions that I ruptured her hymen and she bled quite a lot and had a few days of discomfort but thankfully it did not last too long and did not put her off.
Much to my dismay Betty cut down the number of visits to the forest and even the next spring she was adamant that sex should not dominate our courtship but never objected strongly when I made the most of my opportunities to get my hands on her body. Sometimes she wanted two fingers exploring and wriggling inside her vagina to work on her walls, other times she blushingly asked for three so that I stretched her silky, juicy hole to the full and now all her orgasms were always noisy and intense which was an encouraging sign. I had taken every opportunity from the very beginning to make sure that I got close to her so that she could feel my erections pressing against her through my jeans and she often giggled and said down boy and I knew I would have to bide my time until she was ready to take it further.
It was a lovely Sunday afternoon and a couple of days after Betty had finished her period and she must have been in a very sexy mood as it was she who suggested we ride out to the forest. I did not waste time in getting her naked and it took me only a couple of minutes to get her dripping wet with a near to bursting clitoris and she heralded her orgasm with a loud sigh of satisfaction. She was still squirming and gurgling so for the first time I used my tongue on her and was very surprised when she lifted her bottom to push at it and let out a long moan as a second climax overtook her. This was too good an opportunity to miss and as she languished in the grass I shed my jeans and underpants and knelt beside her, giving her her first look at my rampant prick. Her first reaction was to push the foreskin right back while she looked at the swollen purple bell-end and dark blue veins that crisscrossed my flesh, letting out a long OOH as she instinctively masturbated her first cock. She smiled as it throbbed and twitched in her hand, gasping as she said it was bigger, thicker and more frightening than she had thought it would be, giggling though as I gasped and moaned with the pleasure of approaching ejaculation. I just managed to remind her that she was now taking three of my fingers regularly so she would enjoy taking any size of cock that was pleasuring her. It was too late to discuss this further and she just stared at my weapon as with a few more strokes she brought me to my peak and spurts of thick sticky semen spurted onto her tits and belly.
The weather was not so good the next evening so we went to the pub for a couple of drinks and then walked in the local park, eventually sitting in one of the arbours that were dotted about. Obviously the conversation was all about the previous day, Betty reddening as she told me she had loved having two orgasms so near together and she had enjoyed the one I gave her with my tongue the best and blushing deeper admitted that it had felt like she could have had another one straight after. I in turn enthused about her wanking me for the first time, and crimson now she admitted she wished she had done it ages ago. I thought it was my birthday as she suddenly leaned forwards, after a careful look round, undid my flies and released my already half swollen prick and soon had it rampant and twitching as she slowly masturbated it. I was soon at my peak and she laughed wickedly as she watched the spunk shoot onto the ground still playing with the flesh until it went flaccid and then she giggled as she kissed it before tucking it back into my jeans. After another quick look round she stood in front of me and lifted her dress up and pulled her panties off, giving me a look at her velvety beaver surrounded vulva and as she parted her legs her already swollen sex button peeped out. It was another first as she pushed her hips forward and actually asked me to tongue her and I was happy to oblige, taking less than three minutes to get her to a quivering orgasm.
Mother Nature put her foot down and sent some bad weather so we still did not get to the forest for over a week and I was raring to go on the mid Sunday afternoon in our private spot with my newly liberated fiancé. No time was wasted and for the first time we were both stark naked from the beginning, Betty’s vagina instantly juicy and receptive to three fingers and she was soon writhing and panting with her first orgasm. Without thinking I held my erection and rubbed my bell-end up and down her slit, feeling her tense immediately so pulled away and went to her clitoris with my tongue but only worked it very slowly until she quivered and shouted faster, faster. Her second climax was very noisy and intense and she thrashed about as she enjoyed the sensations causing my cock to swell and throb to near bursting point.
I moved up and covered her body with mine, mainly in the hope of quietening her down somewhat, kissing her breasts and gently nibbling the nipples. I did not give her long before whispering in her ear that I was going to fuck her and even though she tensed and said No, No I knew it was too late to back down now and slowly slid my prick into her hole, not stopping until my balls squashed against her vulva lips. It was a lovely feeling to be deep inside a very aroused woman’s juicy vagina for my first time and even though she begged me to take it out I carried on with full strokes, knowing that this first time was not going to last long. Not only did I know I had reached my peak but Betty also felt my prick throbbing inside her and with panic in her voice shouted for me to pull out, pull out please, please don’t shoot up me!!!! Both of us watched my spears of spunk splash onto her tits and belly and at last she calmed down when she realised she was safe.
It took days for her to forgive me for what I had done and secretly I thought that it was only because she was missing having orgasms that she relented so we hid on the park regularly and I fingered her to climaxes and she masturbated me. I was always pleading her to let my get my cock up her again, promising faithfully to come out of her well in time so that she was safe and at last she agreed. It was not the best times we had as we had to improvise on the park when we could but she started to take her panties off so that I could bend her over a seat and take her doggy style or she would lean against an arbour wall and have me facing her. She always remarked that she was never near to an orgasm at last was persuaded to go to our forest hideaway again so that we could relax and fuck properly to see if that changed things but she was always tense and so I made sure she always had a couple of orgasms with my tongue.
I did not push it and was at last rewarded with her consent and we picked a Sunday and went fairly early in the afternoon so that there would be no rush and it was great to be naked together once more. I took my time kissing and caressing her and used fingers to get her very juicy, thumbing her gristly swollen button to bring on an orgasm. I was already rampant, as usual, entered her and very slowly fucked so that I could make it last as long as I dared, satisfied by the noises of enjoyment she let out. Thankfully I managed to control myself for a full five minutes before my own climax was rising to its peak and not for the first time I had to hurriedly pull out and pump spunk over Betty’s lovely tits and body as she smiled with both satisfaction as well as relief.
What happened next was to be, on later reflection, a significant change to my outlook on sex and life as a slight movement drew my attention to the bushes behind Betty. I could hardly believe my eyes when two men stood up, large grins across their faces and with a nod towards her they turned and quickly walked off. I turned my attention to my future spouse but she was sill watching the thick sticky semen dripping of her tits and running down her bell, thankfully oblivious to the fact that the pair had witnessed everything we had done, knowing that if she spotted them that would definitely been our last trip to the forest. I took my time wiping her and the went to her with my tongue not hurrying as I gave her a thank you climax so that there was no chance we would come across the men when we left. I kept her in conversation as we walked to the bike so that I could pass the spot where the men had been, noticing with satisfaction the semen still clinging to the twigs and grass, wondering if they had fantasised that their pricks had been up her as they had ejaculated.
Now I was no shrink and later wondered why I was not incensed with the knowledge that the men had watched us, instead my cock hardening as I wondered and how many different ones there might have been. I felt no guilt as I realised that just as I was excited when looking at pornographic pictures the ultimate for a lot of men must be the chance of seeing a couple actually having sex. I was fully aroused by then and only took a couple of minutes to bring myself to ejaculation, settling down in bed at last knowing that I would still take Betty to the same spot in the hope that more men would watch us and felt very happy at doing it.
Without being obvious I did not hide the bike as well when we parked up and the next couple of times we fucked we were definitely on our own, Betty more relaxed now but still not getting to orgasms while taking my cock but as usual, and happily, made sure she had two intense orgasms. After three months I gave up hope of a repeat audience and almost whooped with joy as during our preliminaries one latish evening I spied the three men peeking over the bushes and recognised the original two, managing to give them a sign of approval. I knew from the start I would take my time and try to give the men a show to remember so I started off with three fingers working deep in her love tunnel, thumbing her clitoris and getting her to explode in a noisy orgasm and as she thrashed about on the grass let my tongue keep her on a high. There was not much time between orgasms this time and a squeal followed by long low moans proved she was having another high octane cum, thankfully well enjoyed as she squirmed about on the grass panting and still making noises of satisfaction. I took the opportunity to glance over to the men and realised that they had closed in and were now watching from behind the last bushes at the edge of our hollow so I had to go very close to Betty to help block her view.
I entered her and slowly gave her my full length every stroke and had added excitement as she asked me to make it last as long as possible and I knew the men could easily here her voice so as she panted and moaned that added to my own pleasure. I realised the men were not seeing much of the action and as Betty was now fully concentrating on the sensations my prick was giving her I slid out and quietly asked her to sit on me and she wasted no time in getting her vagina filled again with my meat and bounced up and down on it. She leaned forwards so that I was able to suck on her nipples and that meant the men were now getting a full view of the action, adding even more to my excitement. What happened next surprised even me as the men came from behind the bushes and stood next to us, dropping their shorts in full view of Betty. She squealed loudly and her face showed a look of confusion, disbelief and understandably fear as she saw three strangers’ rampant pricks pointing at her from no more than a couple of feet away and to add to it I was just about to warn her of my approaching climax so that she could dismount in time. She was still fully embedded on my prick when I shot my spunk into her and must have felt my cock jerking and pulsing so that made her squeal a second time as she writhed and eventually managed to uncouple from me. She stood up and that made her tits bounce and the smiling men got a good view of that and also the sticky thick semen oozing out of her and running down her legs.
The men left and a crimson faced, sobbing Betty did not know what to worry about first as I tried to calm her down and use tissues to clean her. Thankfully she had her next period but would never go back to the forest again but the good thing for me was she believed me when I told her I was as much surprised to see the men as she had been. She would not let me get my cock anywhere near her silt but luckily we had already arranged our wedding for September of that year.