Our First Orgasms Together

When my husband and I began dating, it had been quite some time since I was with another man.  Owen is sweet, charming, and funny, and we had an instant connection after meeting online.  We had been dating for a month, kissed, and have only touched each other over our clothes to this point.

We got back to my house after an evening date and were sitting on the living room couch.  Owen placed his hand on my thigh and initiated a kiss.  It turned into passionate kissing that led to him groping my boobs.  My hand made its way to his inner thigh to where I could feel his erection pressing against his shorts, begging to be freed I wasn't really expecting anything to extend beyond touching over clothes, and we had previously said in our online messages that neither of us were interested in full sex for a while.  I was fine with things progressing, and my increasing state of arousal was also very much in agreement.

Owen removed my shirt and continued to grasp both of my boobs.  I was longing for this firm but gentle touch that he did so well.  I took off his polo and undershirt in a single go.  Owen had some sparse, thin chest hair in the middle, but was otherwise smooth.  His 6-foot, slender body felt strong, but not overly muscular.  I grazed my nails along his chest as we continued to kiss.  He unhooked my bra and let the straps fall down the length of my arms and off my wrists.  He looked desperate to feel my fully exposed 32B boobs.  My areolas are on the smaller side of sizes, and my nipples will protrude to a stiff point when aroused.  Owen looked at them before exploring them with his hands.  It didn't take him long before he leaned in and started to suck and nibble at each breast.  His hands were now running along the inside of my thighs.  I closed my eyes, rubbed his short hair, and moaned with approval.  My hand was now fixed on his crotch, feeling his unique manhood responding to my body.

We both transitioned from the couch to the carpeted floor.  I was on my back, a pillow under my head, with Owen above me.  He pushed both of my boobs together and then kissed them again.  Owen kissed my tummy and undid the belt around my shorts, and then slid them off along with my socks.  Only my pink bikini-cut undies were left, so I then sat up and set things even.  I undid the belt around his shorts while he was in a kneeling position.  He maneuvered to let me pull them off.  Now, Owen was down to his underwear, which were lime green and trunk-style.  I could see his penis bulging against the fabric, outlined perfectly by the clinginess of the material.  My fingers grazed from his abs down over his cock.

I took the lead and pulled Owen's waistband down.  His cock sprung up with new excited freedom.  I examined everything with eyes and hands.  His penis was long and uncircumcised, a narrow shaft with a wider tip, pointed slightly upwards.  Gripping his cock, which he later told me was right at 7 inches, I could feel his heartbeat pulsing quickly.  What surprised me most was Owen's pubic hair, or lack thereof.  He was completely hairless from the small amount of chest hair all the way down to his mid-thigh, which was light and sparse.  There was no hair above his cock or on his balls, which were tightly coupled beneath his cock.  He looked amazing with his entire manhood was on display for me.  I ran my hands everywhere around his cock, retracting his foreskin, and gently cupping his testicles.

Owen now led me to lay on my back again.  He kissed my lips, my neck, my breasts, my tummy, and then right above the waistband to my undies.  He grabbed either side of them, and slide them down off my hips and past my ankles.  We were both now fully naked with each other.  I was self-conscious at first, because I had a full bush of pubic hair.  My legs were freshly shaven, but I hadn't touched anything above or around my pussy for at least a good month.  I started to apologize, especially after seeing him completely shaved, but he quickly hushed me and said that he every part of me is perfect and to relax.  His fingers ran through my complete coverage of hair.  Owen located my clit and pussy and started to rub it in slow circles while moving up to kiss me.  My wetness now being transferred to my pubic hair and his fingers.

I then let him have a turn on his back, while I straddled over him.  I let me body down on his, kissing him, while I felt his cock touching my pussy for the first time.  I reached down and positioned his penis flat up against his body, and then I placed my pussy down on it.  My labia were running along either side of his cock.  I ran my pussy lips along the entire length of his cock and then back again.  My speed increased slightly with each pass, and I applied more pressure between his penis and my clitoris.  Gliding effortlessly with the amount of my wetness over his cock, I felt my orgasm come on strongly.  I gripped the sides of his body, screamed, and lied down on his chest to recover.  We shared some kisses before he desperately needed to release as well.

Changing positions, Owen now kneeled between my legs with me on my back.  He took his cock and ran it through my pubic hair.  I remember him saying how much he loved the feeling of my hair tickling against the shaven area above his penis.  His cock teased all around my pussy, still getting wet from my arousal.  I reached up and stroked his cock and moved it around in the hair above my pussy.  He told me he was getting close.  I asked him what would feel best, and he instructed me to place my hand just above my pubic area.  Owen then positioned his penis above my pussy and began thrusting through my pubic hair, with my hand to keep his penis in place.  There was a nice gliding sensation with his uncircumcised cock.  Not long, his breathing quickened and became more shallow, and his motions increased.  Owen paused for moment and yelled as cum spurted with every orgasmic spasm he had.  His cum could be felt all through my pubic area, and it began to drip down, around, and over my pussy.  I was soaked.  Owen collapsed on me, and we lightly kissed and caressed.

My pubic hair was completely sopping with Owen's cum and my own wetness.  I soon went got up to shower, while Owen volunteered to clean up our mess on the carpet.  We got better with each future session by putting down a towel!  I never told him this, but when I went upstairs to shower, I did something something before hopping in.  I ran my fingers through my wet pubic hair and tasted our mixture again and again, until I got it all.

Clover

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