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Gail
By Bruce Hannon

Copyright 2001.
bruce_hannon@yahoo.co.uk


DISCLAIMER AND WARNING

This story is a work of fiction.  None of the
characters are based on real people.  The story has
sexually explicit content.  If you are offended by
sexually explicit material, if you are under age or it
is illegal for you to download, read or possess such
material then please delete the file without reading
any further.






GAIL

I remember my first time very well.  Don't we all? 
She was a petite dark haired bank teller named Gail. 
She had been part of our crowd for several years. 
Then, she married some guy none of us new or ever got
to meet.  For a year or so she simply dropped out of
our lives.  

The marriage didn't last.  I bumped into her one
afternoon in a local supermarket.  She told me that
she been divorced for several months now.  Her ex had
apparently been a violent man and had been beating her
up.  We chatted for a few minutes and then she asked
me if I would like to come round to her place for
supper.  I had nothing planned for that evening, nor,
at the time, was there a special woman in my life.  I
agreed that it would be a great opportunity do some
catching up and arranged to see her that evening.  

I picked up a bottle of good red wine before leaving
the supermarket and headed home to change.

When I arrived at her apartment later that evening she
answered the door wearing a bright summer dress with a
short flared skirt, fitting bodice and shoe string
shoulder straps.  Gail had never been a great beauty
but she had a pleasant friendly face and a good
figure.  That evening she looked particularly pretty
and the dress showed off her shapely tanned legs, slim
waist, and small but shapely bust.

We sat and chatted for a while and she told me a
little about her disastrous marriage.  She admitted
that she had originally fallen in lust with the man. 
He was sexually very experienced and, while not a
virgin when they met, her experience was very limited
and very conventional.  She had done her share of
groping around in cars with various boys and had
allowed two different guys to fuck her.  Both times it
had been strictly missionary and neither time had she
derived any real pleasure from the act.

Then she met Steve.  On their third date he had taken
her to dinner at a small, intimate, seaside
restaurant.  Afterwards, he had suggested a walk on
the beach.  One thing led to another and they ended up
sitting on some rocks at a remote end of the beach
getting into some very heavy petting.  

I remembered Gail as being a little shy and prudish. 
She had changed a lot.  Her description of her beach
encounter was becoming quite graphic.  She told me how
Steve had casually slipped his hand into her panties
and started very gently and slowly running a finger up
and down her pussy lips.  "What took me completely by
surprise," she said, "was that he didn't try and work
up to it like most guys do.  There was no stroking my
thigh and letting his hand slowly sneak higher and
higher up my leg, no pretence of accidentally brushing
my pussy while squeezing my thigh, nothing like that. 
He had just given me a long French kiss and I was
lying back against him, resting my head on his
shoulder, when he reached around my waist, lifted my
skirt, slipped his hand under the waist band of my
panties and started stroking my pussy.  I was too
surprised to protest and just lay there on his
shoulder letting him work his finger between my pussy
lips and circle it around my clit."

Now you can imagine what this description was doing to
me.  I was nineteen at the time, still a virgin and
thought of little else but where and when I could get
some girl to let me get a feel or, wish upon wish,
fuck her.

"I was getting very aroused," said Gail continuing 
her story.  "Steve had slipped his left hand under my
blouse, pulled my breast out of my bra cup, and was
teasing my nipple between finger and thumb while
casually pushing  the middle finger of his right hand
in and out of my cunt.  At the same time he used his
thumb to strum my clit.  Suddenly he pulled his hand
out of my panties.  The top of the rock we were
sitting on was fairly flat.  I was gently but firmly
pushed until I was lying on my back with my legs
hanging over the edge of the rock.  Steve had jumped
down onto the sand and turned to stand facing me.  He
leaned over me, took the waist band of my panties and
started to pull them down my legs.  I was now so
aroused that I had absolutely no objection and lifted
my hips to allow them to slip over my bum.   I was
more than ready to be fucked for the third time in my
life.  He took my legs and gently parted them exposing
my sopping wet pussy to the night breezes.  Then he
again surprised me.  Instead of pulling down his
pants, as I expected him to do, he dropped to his
knees, leaned forward and licked my pussy from just
above my arsehole up and over my clit.  I was so sweet
and innocent in those days I had never even heard of
oral sex and this totally shocked me.  My mind may
have been in shock but my body had taken over complete
control and was in paradise.  He was running his
tongue up and down my slit, pushing it deep into my
vagina on the down strokes and then running it round
and round my clit on the up strokes.  When he sucked
my clit between his pursed lips and plunged a bunch of
fingers deep inside my pussy I had the first non self
induced orgasm of my life."  It was a tidal wave of an
orgasm on a scale I could never have imagined from the
gentle ripples I had previously induced frigging
myself off.

I was by now totally fascinated by the new Gail.  A
couple of years ago she turned bright beetroot red if
one of the guys had accidentally allowed a four letter
word to escape his lips.  Now, here she was, 
describing oral sex being performed on her in intimate
and graphic detail.  Not only was I fascinated, I was
as horny as hell and had a cock so engorged that it
was amazing I still had any blood pressure.

"The last tremor of that massive orgasm had not yet
faded when Steve pulled me to my feet.  I stood facing
him on the sand," Gail went on,  "while he fumbled at
his belt, dropped his pants and undershorts.  He
turned me around and holding one hand around my waist
he pushed my shoulders forward until I was bent over
supporting myself with my hands on the rock in front
of me with my backside in the air facing him.  Then I
felt his cock thrust into me from behind and he
started to fuck me like I had never been fucked
before.  I came twice more before he came too."

Gail told me how after that night sex became an all
important part of her life.  They would frequently
have sex several times a day, often in the most
unlikely places.  "He once even fucked me in a toilet
cubicle in his office building after teasing my pussy
for half an hour under the table while we ate lunch in
the company cafeteria."

Steve married her two short months later.  It was only
after they were married that she discovered his foul
temper and violent nature.  She said little more about
her marriage except that she was very very lucky to be
out of it.

"So," she said, "I think it is time for Hors de
Oeuvres."

She got up from the chair she had curled up in and
came and sat next to me on the leather upholstered two
seater I had chosen to sit on.  Then, casually, she
reached over, undid my belt and slid my zipper down, 
Her hand reached into my shorts, pushing them down and
pulling my cock out.  In one smooth movement she bent
forward and took me in her mouth.  I almost came on
the spot.

Steve must have spent a lot of time coaching her in
the art of the blow job.  Her technique was brilliant.
 To this day I have never met a woman who could bring
me as much sheer pleasure with her hands and mouth. 
She could sense exactly the point after which I would
be unable to stop myself cumming.  As I got almost
there she would stop sucking and clamp her fingers
tightly around the base of my cock as if trying to
shut off the flow.  While holding me tightly in this
grip she would lick on my balls until the urge to cum
had subsided and then go back to sucking and licking
my cock while her hand stroked it up and down at the
same time.  She must have brought me to the point of
orgasm at least five or six times before finally
taking me deep into the back of her throat as I
crested the wave.  I remember thinking, "God, she's
going to take my cum in her mouth," as my cock started
pulsing and spurting.  I will never forget the look on
her face after she had sucked the last drops out of my
still quivering manhood.  She sat back, licking her
lips, and smiling at me with the sort of expression
you would expect from someone who had just popped a
delectable piece of Swiss chocolate into her mouth.

"You can put that away for now," Gail said, reaching
over and giving my still erect cock a loving caress. 
"As long as you don't mind taking it out again for me
later."  Then, she got up and walked through to the
kitchen to start serving the meal she had obviously
prepared earlier.

She sat next to me at the small dining table.  I was
very conscious of the fact that throughout the meal
she kept touching my arm or resting a hand on my thigh
as she talked.  In spite of the mind blowing orgasm
she had just given me I remained in a constant state
of arousal.  I guess that that is not so difficult at
nineteen.

We mostly talked about old times and the fun we had
had as a group before she met Steve.  I laughed when
she reminded me of a hiking trip we had made.  There
were three guys, herself and another girl called Sue. 
It was a very hot day and we had just completed a long
climb when we reached a stream.  The stream dropped
over a ridge of rock and had formed a deep clear pool
at its base.  This was an irresistible opportunity to
cool off and in no time the guys had stripped down to
underpants  and were splashing around in the pool
trying to persuade the girls to join us.  Gail had sat
watching us, too shy and inhibited to even consider
stripping down to her underwear.  Sue on the other
hand was a bit of an exhibitionist and it took very
little persuasion to get her stripped down to bra and
panties.

She was about to jump into the pool when she called
out, "Guys, it is going to be very uncomfortable
hiking in wet underwear.  I'll go skinny dipping if
will too.

Sue was a very attractive blonde with a superb figure
and an offer like that was not going to be turned down
by three horny young guys.  We had our underpants off 
in a flash and flung them onto a rocky ledge next to
the stream to dry.  Then we watched in awe as Sue
reached behind her back, unsnapped her bra and dropped
it allowing her two gorgeous 36C's to bounce free. 
Then she slipped her thumbs into the waist of her
cotton panties and pushed them down her long shapely
legs.  She stepped out of them and turned her back to
us and bent down to pick them up and place them next
to her discarded bra.  For a tantalising couple of
seconds I got a clear view of her plump pussy lips
framed by her slim thighs.  The other two must have
seen the same sight because when Sue turned back
towards us she found herself staring at three very
erect cocks.

She immediately burst out laughing and called out,
"Wow, guys, I'm flattered., as she daintily stepped
down into the pool, breasts shimmying with every step.

"God," Gail chuckled, "I actually got quite turned on
by the sight of you three guys with your hard pricks
aiming straight at Sue like guided missiles on the
launch pad."

We had spend the next half an hour horsing around in
the pool taking every opportunity to "accidentally"
brush a hand across Sue's breasts or grab her buns,
which she thoroughly enjoyed.  Gail sat on her rock
the whole time looking totally miserable.

"I really wanted to join in," Gail told me, "but Sue
had such a gorgeous body, I felt far too awkward and
unattractive to even contemplate being nude in front
of all of you."

"You have nothing to be shy about," I responded.  You
have a terrific figure and would have attracted just
as many guided missiles."

"You guys were unbelievable," she chuckled.  "I can
still clearly picture the three of you leaping about
trying to grab Sue's tits at every opportunity with
your cocks sticking straight up swaying in front of
you like antennae.  Even when you got out and lay back
to dry off in the sun your cocks stayed hard, sticking
up like little flagpoles."

"You can't blame us, Gail.  Sue sat on that boulder
right in front of us.  She had her legs hanging over
the edge with her thighs quite far apart.  We were all
looking straight up at her pussy.  She was obviously a
bit turned on because her pussy lips were swollen and
very pink.  I could clearly see her inner lips peeping
out between them and they were shiny and wet with her
juices.  It was such a turn on I had to battle to keep
from grabbing my cock and wanking off right in front
of you all."

"With all those impressive erect cocks bouncing around
I was battling not to shove my hand into may pants and
frig myself off too," Gail laughed.  " And it sounds
like Sue was in a pretty steamy state as well.  I
wonder if she would have fucked you all if I hadn't
been there watching?"

"I don't think so.  None of us ever got very far with
Sue.  She loved teasing and showing off her bod off
but it was all look, a touch or two but so far and no
further."

"What do you mean?  You guys did actually did get to
touch the ice princess?" chuckled Gail.

"There were times," I reminisced.  "Hell, I remember
one occasion at her parents home while they were away
for the weekend.  I had dropped by for a swim.  Sue
being Sue suggested skinny dipping.  I think it was a
favourite sport of hers..  After the swim she lay face
down on a towel and asked me to put sun cream on her
back.  After covering her back I had started on her
legs.  I worked my way up from her feet, had just
finished her thighs and was enjoying massaging cream
into the cheeks of her bum when she parted her legs
and murmured, "Make sure you get the cream everywhere.
 I don't want an uneven tan."

I got myself a huge boner massaging sun cream onto her
inner thighs, her pussy and even her arsehole.  She
really enjoyed it too.  She was squirming and panting
and humping her hips around and eventually I actually
made her cum.  Then I tried to climb between her legs
and put my cock into that lovely wet pink pussy I had
so lovingly been massaging for the last half an hour. 
She screamed at me to stop and rolled over clamping
her legs together and pulling her knees up to fend me
off."

"What then?  You must have been pretty frustrated."

"I begged her to let me fuck her but she was adamant
that there was no way she was fucking anyone.  Then
she told me she wouldn't leave me all wound up and if
I lay back she would repay me for the lovely orgasm I
had given her.  She oiled her hands with sun cream and
stroked my cock until I came, which didn't take very
long.  It was very much second prize, or third prize. 
I liked your technique earlier this evening much
better," I said with what I hoped was an engaging
leer.

Sounds like I really didn't know Sue at all," said
Gail.  "I thought all you guys fucked her frequently. 
I was horribly jealous because I had a bit of a thing
for you.  You never seemed to take too much notice of
me."

"I didn't know you felt anything special for any of
us, Gail.  But, why don't we make up for lost time," I
grinned.

"Down, boy!" she exclaimed, getting up from the table
and carrying our now empty supper plates through to
the kitchen.  "Won't you open another bottle of wine?"
she added, pointing to the open liquor cabinet where
an unopened bottle stood.

I picked up the bottle and followed her through to the
kitchen looking for a corkscrew.  She was bending over
the open dishwasher loading the dinner plates into it.
 Her short skirt had pulled high up her thighs and I
could clearly see the swell of her bottom.  "The
corkscrew is in that drawer", she said, pointing to a
low draw next to the dishwasher.

I pulled the drawer open and squatted down in front of
it to search for the corkscrew.  I glanced towards
her.  From my new vantage point could clearly see her
backside under the short flared skirt.  It was bare! 
My cock, still semi-erect, immediately hardened to a
painfully fully erect state.

I turned back to my task as she stood up, found the
corkscrew and rose.  There was no way I could hide the
bulge in my pants but she seemed to pay it no
attention.  We moved back into the lounge and I opened
the bottle.  Gail had now sat down in one of the
leather armchairs and quite casually draped one leg
over the arm, her foot swinging slightly.  Her other
foot was on the floor which meant her thighs were
quite widely parted.  Her short skirt had slid back
down the thigh of the leg hanging over the arm of the
chair.  Looking down at her lap as I stood in front of
her, pouring wind into her glass, the skirt barely
covered her crotch.

After filling her glass I glanced around.  The other
armchair and settee were positioned so that wherever I
sat I would be facing her parted thighs.  I chose the
settee and settled myself on the end nearest her.  I
put my glass down on the small side table next to me
and looked up at Gail.

Between her chair and the settee was a small coffee
table on which stood a table lamp.  Its position was
such that its light spilled between her parted thighs.
 There was no mistaking what was on display.  The dark
hair on her pubic mound was a narrow, neatly trimmed
triangle pointing straight to her well illuminated
pussy which was shaved bare.  The outer lips were
slightly darker in colour than the pale skin of her
inner thighs.  Between them I could clearly see the
contrasting pink petals of her inner lips, which
protruded slightly from the slit formed between her
plump round outer lips.

I could not drag my eyes away from Gail's brazenly
displayed genitals.  A broad grin spread slowly across
her face.  "Does it suit you?" she asked.

"Er, what?" I mumbled stupidly.

"Do you like my cunt?" she asked.  "Do you thing its a
pretty cunt?  Does it excite you?"

"I, er.  Gail, you have a fabulous pussy.  It is sooo
sexy.  I ..."

"Come here," she said pointing to the floor between
her spread legs.

I didn't need a second invitation.  I got up, crossed
to her chair and sat on the floor between her legs.

"Give me your hand," she said.

I lifted my hand and she took it in hers, guiding it
between her legs and onto her pussy.  She took my
index finger and made me run its tip up and down her
outer pussy lips in an oval path.  The soft shaven
skin was silky to touch.  She guided my finger
downward, between her lips and pressed the tip into
the pink entrance to her vagina.  She was very wet
already.  Then she slowly pulled on my hand, dragging
my finger tip up between her now parting lips to her
clitoris in its tiny hooded home.  She showed me how
to circle the little bud and just how much pressure to
apply.  Her head was now thrown back against the chair
and her eyes closed.  She was breathing deeply but
regularly.

"Kiss my cunt," she instructed.

I leaned forward and pressed my lips inexpertly to
soft swollen lips of her glistening cunt.  Her musky
aroma flooded my nostrils inflaming my lust for her.

"Like this," she murmured, "taking my head between her
hands and guiding me.  "Use your tongue.  Press it in
there as deep as you can.  Now press against me.  Run
your tongue up my slit.  Make your tong stiff and
pointed and rub it around and over my clitoris.  Oh,
yes, like that.  Suck it between your lips.  Now rub
it hard with your tongue.  Harder.  Faster.  Oh yes,
yes, oh!" she guided and taught me how to pleasure
her.

Her breathing was now becoming ragged.

"Keep licking just like that.  Now, push two fingers
deep into my cunt.  No, don't stop licking.  Press the
tips of your fingers upward against the top of my cunt
walls and rub in and out.  Right there! Oh! Oh!

Suddenly her thighs were clamping my head and her hips
were rocking, thrusting her sopping crotch to my face.
 A string of almost unintelligible words and groans
flowed from her open mouth.  And then, just as
suddenly she flopped back, slowly lifting my head from
between her thighs.

After a short while of lying back in the chair
allowing her breathing to return to normal she leaned
forward and kissed me deeply.  Her juices still coated
my lower face and I could feel their slipperiness as
we moved out hungry mouths together.

"Come," she said rising and led me through a door into
her bedroom.  She stood up against me and unbuttoned
my shirt, slipping it from my shoulders onto the
floor.  She mad me sit on the bed while she untied my
shoes and slipped them from my feet.  She fumbled at
my belt and pulled my pants and undershorts off.  When
I was naked, she told me to lie back on the bed.  For
a minute or two she very gently stroked my achingly
hard cock, every now and then bending to delicately
kiss its tip.  Once she seemed to press the tip of her
tongue into the slit at its tip and tease it softly. 
The sensation was mind blowing.

Then she stood up, reached for the hem of her skirt
and in one smooth flowing motion lifted it up and over
her head.  She was left wearing nothing but a pair of
high heeled sandals.  She stood in front of me cupping
the underside her smallish breasts, lifting them
slightly. The contrast of the white untanned flesh
against the surrounding deep golden tan of her chest
and stomach almost made it look as if she had a white
bikini top on.  Only her dark nipples and aureole
broke the illusion.  Her nipples were large, very dark
brown and very erect.  The surrounding aureole were
small and a slightly lighter brown which stood out
against the snowy white swell of her breasts.

"A bit on the small side," she said.

Lying with my erect cock rearing up from between my
legs.  I stared up at her body.  She was a petite five
foot three and could not have weighed much more than
100lbs but at that moment she was the sexiest nude
woman I had ever seen.  Her breasts though smallish,
probably 34B's, were firm and very nicely shaped.  The
large erect nipples were so sexy that my groin ached
as I stared at them.  Her waist was tiny emphasising
the swell of her hips and the tight firm thighs
framing the dark, almost black, triangle of pubic hair
on her mound.  Her tummy was almost, but not quite,
flat. It had a just perceptible roundness which added
yet another curve to the lovely vision before me.  Her
mound was quite prominent and her pubic hair short,
soft and glossy.  As she stood before me I could just
make out the slight groove at the base of her mound,
where it curved back between her shapely thighs.

She stepped forward and knelt on the bed, her legs
straddling my hips.  She bent forward and kissed me. 
I reached up and cupped her breasts and was surprised
and delighted by their firmness.  Her erect nipples
pushed hard into my palms.  She reached down between
her thighs to take my aching cock in her hand and
guide it to her pussy.  Then, very slowly, she lowered
her hips, sinking onto my hard cock.

I felt a slight resistance as the head of my cock
pressed against her cunt lips.  She pushed it slightly
lower and I felt the head of my cock enter her.  She
was so wet that I slipped into her without the
slightest further resistance.  She felt so hot.  Her
cunt seemed to squeeze me, moulding itself to my erect
organ.  I felt the cheeks of her arse settle onto my
thighs.  I desperately wanted to pump in and out of
her but she murmured to me to relax and enjoy what was
happening.  Slowly, very slowly, she lifted herself
allowing me to slide almost completely out of her. 
Just before I slipped from her clinging cunt lips she
reversed direction and slowly sank back down my shaft.
 It was torture but it was also paradise.

The inside of her cunt felt like it had ridges
designed to massage my shaft as it moved slowly in and
out of her hot tunnel.  Gail used her abdominal
muscles to squeeze and grip me as she lifted upwards,
relaxing them as she sank back down, engulfing me in a
hot, slippery, paradise.

If she had not given me that blow job before supper I
am sure that I would have cum after the first few
agonisingly exquisite strokes.  Even now I could feel
the pressure building up in my balls.

Gail reached behind herself and cupped my balls in her
right hand, using her left to steady herself on the
bed.  Gently she squeezed and played with my balls. 
The new sensation was almost sensory overload.  I was
still cupping and squeezing her breasts, teasing and
gently twisting her nipples.  Her movements were
becoming less gentle.  Now she pressed down hard,
taking my cock deep, deep into her cunt.  She began to
rock her hips backward and forward with me buried to
the hilt.  Her mound pressed hard into my groin and I
could feel something deep inside her stroking against
the head of my cock.  Her breathing was again taking
on a ragged uncoordinated character.

She released my balls and put both hands onto my
chest.  Now she was frantically plunging up and down
on my cock, then rocking back and forth with her
crotch pressing hard down onto mine before rising
again to pound up and down.  The same stream of almost
unintelligible words came from her gasping mouth.

"Yes, oh, oh, fuck me!" she was saying as her cunt
suddenly clamped my cock and I could distinctly feel
it throbbing as if sucking at me, trying to draw my
cum from me.

This was too much and I felt my balls tighten.  My
cock begin to pulse and jerk inside her as I came, and
came, and came.

"Urghhhaaagh," she gurgled before collapsing onto my
chest.

For a long time I lay there, my arms around her
compact body, my softening cock still buried in her
hot cunt.  I slowly stoked her back and ran my hands
over her bottom and hips.  After about ten minutes she
slowly started moving, lifting herself off me.  She
reached for my now totally soft cock and lovingly held
it in her hand for a moment before lowering her head
and slipping it into her mouth.  Gently she sucked and
licked it and unbelievably  it wasn't long before it
started to swell and stiffen.  She soon had it totally
hard again and was working it in her greedy mouth.

Then, she rolled off me onto her back next to me,
lifted her knees and spread her thighs wide.

"Fuck me!" she ordered.  "Fuck me hard."

I climbed between her thighs and she lifted her feet
over my shoulders while reaching down to take my cock
and guide it to her entrance.  I slipped into her and
began to pump in and out.

"Harder, faster!" she demanded.

I plunged in and out, fucking her as hard and as fast
as I could, my pubic bone pounding against hers on the
downstrokes.  Within minutes she was gasping out her
orgasmic mumblings.  Sweat poured from me as I worked
very hard to meet her need.  She came and came hard. 
I came moments later but it was a very mild orgasm as
I was now all but drained.

After our final fuck Gail led me to her shower.  We
washed each other and I enjoyed the feel of soaping
Gail's breasts and pussy.  Afterwards she brought me
to a semi-erect state soaping and stroking my cock and
balls.  I enjoyed the intimacy of it but was too
drained to reach full erection or desire it to go any
further.

Afterward, we listened to some of her CD collection
and drank coffee before I left for home in the small
hours of the morning.

So, that was it, my first time.  Gail's experience and
guidance probably made it a much more memorable
occasion than that of most guys and I thank her for
that to this day.

We continued to see each other for a while and fucked
hard and often whenever we had the chance.  I found
Gail's sexual appetite quite extraordinary.  There was
one occasion when she was invited to supper by friends
of hers, a young married couple, and asked me to
partner her.  But that is another story ....



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