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Subject: {ASSM} Second time virgin      MF  1st (?) rom(?)
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This story of erotic fiction is based on the
experiences of several  friends and acquaintances.  
Any further distribution of the descriptions and
accounts of this story without the express concent of
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harmed in writting this story.   Feedback is
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	Julie was almost happy to read that her ex husband, Sam, was
remarrying. She liked him as a friend, and hoped that his new
wife would make him happy, but was also happy that it would not
be she.  Julie married Sam out of fear of having to sleep alone
at night, but she found that she was almost as alone married as
she had been single. After fifteen years and two daughters, they
both had had enough.  The divorce was relatively painless, given
that dissolving a life with a house, other property, and children
can never be painless.  
	After the divorce, Julie finally adjusted to sharing a bed with
no one. She had had a number of short-term relationships, and
even a few one-night stands, but nothing was really satisfying,
either physically or emotionally. Her partners tended to be more
involved with themselves than with her.  She concentrated on her
work as a health care administrator, and being a single mother to
her teenage daughters.  She learned how to perform the homeowner
tasks such as mowing the lawn and removing the snow formerly
performed by her husband or some other man. 
	When she resumed dating, Julie would send her daughters to their
father's for the night, just to give her some privacy.   But when
Sam invited his girlfriend to move in with him, they felt it was
inappropriate for teenagers to spend the night with an unmarried
couple.  Therefore, Julie had the girls with her, and just
reduced her dating even more.  Even when the oldest girl started
college, Julie confined her social life to going out with her
girlfriends.  She envied her friends who initiated new romantic
attachments, but felt there was no way to begin one herself. 
	Julie was home watching an old movie on the DVD, when she
received a call from her younger daughter, Ellen. 	
	Ellen said, "Mom, Todd left me in the park.  Could you please
pick me up?"
	Julie replied, "Sure.  Give your exact location.  I'll be there
in fifteen minutes."
	When Julie found Ellen, she asked what happened.
	"Todd and I had a fight, so he just drive off.  The bastard!"
	"Care to tell me what the fight was about?"	
	"He wanted to get physical and go all the way. He even promised
he'd use a condom.   I'm just not ready for that."
	"If you're not ready, then you did the right thing."
	"What should I tell Todd?"
	"The truth, that you're not ready.  He'll either accept that or
not.  If he doesn't, then it's his loss.  What about those
lipstick parties, where different girls go down on a guy wearing
different color lipstick?"
	"Mom, that's just an urban legend, or in this case, a suburban
legend.  Some girls do go down on their boyfriends, but I never
did it with Todd."
	"That's a relief.  It is a shame to give and not receive."
	"Mom, how old were you when you first did it with a guy?"
	"About your age."
	"So, you were not a virgin when you got married?"
	"No.  Nowadays, a no man except the very religious expects a
virgin bride, Virginity is overrated, anyway."	
	"In school they told us to remain abstinent until we get
married."
	"That's a well known crock. Most women get married in their mid
to late twenties.  Are you going to avoid sexual pleasure for the
next ten years?  Of course, you still have to protect yourself
against pregnancy and disease.  When you're ready, I'll make an
appointment for you with a gynecologist so you can discuss your
options."
	"Thanks, Mom.   What is it like to have sex or lose your
virginity?"
	"With the right guy, it is wonderful.  With the wrong guy, I'd
rather do my laundry.   At least then you have clean clothes."
	"How can I tell if Todd is the right guy?"
	"You know in your gut.  It will just feel right.  The right guy
will be concerned about you and your feelings, rather just his
own needs.  He will want to make you feel good."
	"Was Dad the right guy?"
	"He was initially, or else you wouldn't be here."
	"What happened?"
	"I'd rather not say.  Let's just say we had a lot of clean
clothes."  
	"Do guys get better as they grow up?"
	"I wish I could tell you they do, but that would be lying.  Why
do you think I'm not going to re-marry the way your Dad will?" 
	Ellen broke up with Todd, and remained a virgin until college. 
	A few weeks later Julie received an e-mail message from Marian
Warren, the only remaining friend from the neighborhood where she
grew up.  It announced the fiftieth anniversary party for Camp
Mugamug, the summer camp that they attended as children, and
later where they worked as a junior and senior counselors.  
Julie clicked on the link and found that the anniversary would be
at a hotel in the city.  Julie felt nostalgic for her fun times,
the friends she made, and especially for meeting her first
boyfriend.
	Julie loved going to the party.  She remade old friends and
acquaintances.  They told jokes and sang songs about the
campfires. And then she saw him.  
	She rushed up to him.  She said, "Bob Simon, you haven't changed
a bit."
	"Julie Wise, you haven't either."
	"It's Julie Norris, now, but thanks."
	"Is there a Mr. Norris?"
	"There used to be.  Actually, he's still Mr. Norris, but I'm not
married to him any more.  What about you?  Are you married?"
	"I was married twice.  It's a long story."
	"I'd love to hear it, but not now.  I want to see some other
friends."
	"Give me your phone number.  Maybe we could have dinner some
time."
	"I'd love that too."	
	Bob was her first boyfriend.  She fondly remembered lying with
him on his beach blanket in the meadow behind the ball field,
kissing him and letting him kiss her everywhere.  Today, Bob
still had his cute smile, in spite of grayer hair and a thicker
middle. 
	They lived in opposite ends of the city, it made sense for them
each to drive to a restaurant down town.  They spent the evening
catching up on each other's lives.  Julie explained how she met
and divorced Sam, and what her daughters were up to.  Bob
explained his first marriage was a brief and obvious mistake, but
his second was more tumultuous.  His second wife complained that
as a high school teacher, he did not make enough money to meet
her needs, but he refused to find another job. 
	He went on, "I like teaching social studies.  We are raising the
future citizens of this country.  Many of my kids have gone on to
become doctors, lawyers, and Indian chiefs.  But Anne just cared
about living in a nice house and going to the country club. 
Eventually, she married a lawyer, who also soaked me in the
divorce.  Even my son prefers being with her because she gives
him more stuff.  I just live in a small apartment not too far
from the school." 
	Julie commented, "That's too bad.  I agree that teachers are the
key to the future."
	After dinner, he walked her to her car.  They kissed
affectionately, but each drove home alone.  They met again for
several weeks over the summer.  It was apparent that the teenage
infatuation was still there after more than thirty years.  Julie
was almost embarrassed that her feelings about Bob were the same
as how Ellen used to feel about Todd.  Each time they kissed
longer and with more affection, but each time they drove home
alone. 
	Julie decided it was time to take the relationship to the next
level.  She telephoned Bob at home.
	She said, "My younger daughter is leaving for college next week,
so I'll have an empty nest.  How about you coming over here for
dinner the following Saturday, where we can have a relaxing
evening?"
	"That sounds great.  Give me a time and your address."
	Julie set up her formal dinning room and best silver, which she
had not used for years.  She even placed several scented candles
in the room.  She wore a low cut blouse, which carried a hint of
cleavage. 
	Bob arrived at her house carrying two bottles of wine.   He
said, "I have a New Zealand Sauvignon blanc if you want white
wine and an Oregon Pinot Noir if you want a red."
	"Two excellent choices.  We're having fish, so how about
chilling down the Sauvignon Blanc?"
	"That sounds terrific, Julie.   You look terrific, too."
	"Thank you.  Flattery will get you anywhere, " she said, in a
flirting tone.
	She served a broiled sea bass, with rice and carrots.  They
toasted each other, happy that they had found each other after so
many years.  After dinner, Julie served a chocolate cake, with
homemade cappuccino. He helped clear the table and load the
dishwasher.  
	He was about to sit in the family room, when Julie suddenly
grabbed hold of him. She kissed him passionately. 
	She exclaimed, "Bob, take me.  Do it to me the way you did that
first summer in camp. I want it badly." 
	She began to unbutton her blouse.  He replied, "Julie, you are
as pretty now as you were then.  Do you have a bedroom?" 
	He had surreptitiously taken a Cialis tablet just in case,
because he did not want to disappoint her. 
	She led him up the stairs, removing her blouse on the way.  He
tossed off his polo shirt.  He undid her bra, leaving them both
topless.  She turned down the lights.  They eased themselves onto
the bed, where they covered each other in kisses.  He nibbled at
her nipples until they tingled.  
	He said, "Let me take your slacks, so I can make you feel
good."
	She gladly let him do that, and let him slip off her panties,
too.  He kissed his stomach, and went down to kiss her pussy. He
petted her bush, sending chills over her body. 
	She whispered, "Bob, that feels so good.  Don't stop."
	He resumed kissing and licking her pussy and clitoris.  She
moaned as he placed his fingers in her slit.  Her pussy grew
moist and hot.  She spontaneously grabbed his head to pull him
tighter between her legs.  
	She panted, "Oh Bob! What you're doing to me."
	Suddenly, she pushed him off, saying, "I don't want your face. 
I want your body.   I don't think we need a condom."
	She scooted down the bed, to undo his slacks.
	She said, "I want to see if your rod is as big as I remember."
	When she had him naked, she gently kissed his member, marveling
as it gradually expanded.
	She remarked, "It is as big as I remember.  Maybe even bigger."
	She sucked him eagerly, wanting to get him as excited as
possible.  He also moaned, as the fire in his loins ignited. 
	Then she pulled off him again.  She said, "Don't cum in my
mouth.  I want that rod all the way inside me.  Fill me up with
pleasure."
	He replied, "Julie, I want you more than anything."  
	He eased his prick into her slit, and jammed it all the way
home.  She inhaled sharply as he filled her with man meat.  
	She sighed, "That's just what I need.  Now do me, hard."
	She placed her legs on his back and her arms around him to give
her better leverage.  He pulsed back and forth, varying his pace.
 Her grunts and panting displayed the increasing tension and
pleasure.  
	"Oh yes! Yes! Yes!"  she exclaimed, as her body rocked beneath
him.   He let her rest briefly, and then resumed his assault. He
squeezed her tits, and then kissed her hard on the mouth.   
	"Oh my God, you're making me cum again!"  she shouted.  	
	Again, he rested briefly. He then increased his pace.  He
concentrated on the pressure pulling at his prick.   He wanted to
cum, and bring her with him. 
	He grunted, "Hang on Julie, I'm almost there."
	"Wait, me too!"		
	After a few seconds, she announced, "Yes!  Fill me up with your
delicious cum."	
	He released a torrent of cum, letting wave after wave of love
juice fill her eager pussy.  Even after he was empty, he let his
rapidly deflating organ remain in place.  He needed a minute or
two before he tried to extract his prick from her love hole.
	They lay next to each other, satisfied, but exhausted. 
	Finally, she said, "That was terrific.    Just the way I
remembered."
	"Have you been pining to have sex with me all these years?"
	"Yes.  You are the best lover I ever had.  Tonight, you made me
feel like I was a virgin, like it was our first time, like in
that Madonna song, when we had sex behind the ball field in camp.
  You opened up my body to torrents of sudden pleasure."
	"Wow.  You are very good yourself."
	They lay together, and briefly fell asleep.   
	Julie fell into a reverie of her first time with Bob, when she
joyfully surrendered her virginity.  It was at Camp Mugamug, when
she was a junior counselor and he a senior counselor.  They had
become a couple, spending more time together.  She allowed him to
take increasing liberties with her body, because she was thrilled
by how great it made her feel.  He would fondle her breasts
beneath a loosened bra and put his hands inside her shorts and
panties. 
	One pot infused evening, they went to his beach blanket behind
the ball field.  She marveled at how the fire flies merged with
the glowing embers of the campfire and the hovering stars.  She
was finally naked on top, and let his hands roam between her
legs. 
	She said, "Bob, you make me feel wonderful."
	He replied, "I can make you feel even better if you let me take
your panties."
	"Okay.  But you have to take off all your clothes, too. 
Otherwise it wouldn't be fair."
	She giggled.  He pulled down her panties, and then removed all
his clothes.  They continued to fondle each other.  She
tentatively reached for his penis.
	She whispered, "Your prick feels so strong and powerful."
	"Imagine how it would make you feel instead of my hand.  Julie,
I want you.  I want to possess the prettiest girl in camp.  I
promise to be careful.  I even brought a condom."
	"Oh Bob.  I want to give you everything I have."
	He used the fading light from the fire to pull the condom onto
his rigid penis.   Her moist and luscious pussy surprised him. 
Bob had had sex before, but he was not very experienced. He
climbed on top of her and eased himself into her eager slit.  She
inhaled sharply as she felt his entrance.
	She said, "Bob, I can't believe how that feels."
	He started to work himself into her.  His movements were
passionate and erratic.  She tried to keep up with him, but could
not.  Soon, he was filling the condom with a spasmodic cum.  
	He relaxed slightly.  
	She whispered, "Please stay with me. Don't let me go."
	He stayed with her, jerking his prick slightly.  He quickly
resumed his previous rigidity.  He moved inside of her,
increasing the pleasure for both.  
	She moaned, "Bob, that feels so wonderful.  Don't you dare
stop."
	His pace increased.  He felt his prick expand until it filled
the condom to capacity. She held his back, pulling him in.  She
began panting with effort and pleasure. 
	She exclaimed, "Bob, I don't believe what you're doing to me! 
You're filling me with the greatest pleasure in the world." 
	Soon she was yelling, "Oh my God," as her body convulsed with
powerful spasms.  Bob grunted as he pounded into her, letting it
all go.  His prick exploded with a mighty rush of pleasure.  He
continued to thrust into her until he was empty.  
	He pulled of her body and lay beside her.  
	She whispered, "Bob, that was fantastic.  I loved it.  You can
do that to me anytime."
	"It was good for me too."
	Bob pulled off his condom.  They were lucky it didn't leak after
he filled it twice. They held each other for several minutes
until they realized that the fire was out and they had to get
back to camp.  
	Bob and Julie had sex several more times before the end of camp
that summer. But he had to go to his sophomore year in college,
while she had to finish her senior year of high school.  They met
a few times in the fall, but finally drifted into separate lives.
They did see each other again until the camp reunion. 
	When Julie emerged from her reverie, she noticed she was alone
in the bed.  She began to wonder if Bob had been there at all. 
He then came out of the bathroom.
	"I had to use the head," he explained.
	"Look, you're welcome to spend the night here if you want.  I
can give you an extra toothbrush and lend you a bathrobe."
	"I'd like that, but I'm done with sex for the night.  I'm not as
oversexed as I used to be."
	"You're plenty oversexed for me.  No man has spent the night in
this bed for years."
	"You mean no man since your ex-husband?"
	"No.  There have been a few men since. But, still, it has been
years."
	She got up.   "Do you want some wine or something to eat?"
	"Yes, I'll take a light snack."
	She went downstairs, poured some wine from dinner, and came back
with some crackers.   Later, she gave him a toothbrush, and used
one herself.  They then held each other until they fell asleep. 
	The next morning, Bob awoke to find the bed empty.   He went
downstairs himself to find Julie, totally nude, making some
coffee.
	She asked, "Do you want bacon and eggs for breakfast?"
	"Yes.     Sunny side up if you can."
	"How do want your coffee?"
	"Just with sugar."
	When they sat down for breakfast, he looked at her
appreciatively. 
	He said, "You look incredibly sexy."
	"Come on.  I just turned fifty.  I gave birth to two girls.  I'm
in the middle of menopause and my breasts are beginning to sag."
	"You are a mature woman who knows what you want. Your breasts
are full and menopause leads to extra testosterone, which
increases responsiveness.  I want to do it with you again."
	"Okay, but after we take a shower.  I feel a bit yucky."
	They cleaned up after breakfast.  When they returned upstairs,
she ran the shower, and invited him in.  They each took turns
with the soap, washing each other's body.  She especially cleaned
his prick, while he washed her breasts and pussy.  She was
rewarded when his penis extended eight inches horizontally
perpendicular from his body.  They kissed passionately and rubbed
each other's groin. 
	He asked, "I want to do it anyway you like.  Do like it from
behind?"
	"I don't know.  You made me feel so lascivious and wanton, I
will do it any way at all." 
	She pulled out some towels to dry each other.  
	He instructed, "Lean against the dresser.  If it doesn't work
for you, we'll try something else."
	He found her pussy with his hand, and then guided his prick to
her entrance. He pushed in until he was fully engulfed in her
vulva.  
	She said, "Bob, that feels fantastic. Now, do me, hard."
	He grabbed her breasts for leverage, and to stimulate her some
more.  She moaned as he thrust in and out.  
	She remarked, "Play with my tits.  Play with all of me."
	He pinched her breasts.  Then he pulled her hair by the
ponytail. He slapped her ass, but not hard.  Soon, the sounds of
their grunts and the slap of his pelvis against her rear filled
the room. 
	She yelled, "Bob, you're making me cum!"
	He relaxed, but did not relent. He wanted her to come again. 
And he succeeded.  The pleasure started in her pussy and rose to
cover her entire body.  She yelped and almost screamed.   He
slowed down slightly to let her relax, and then resumed his
pounding.  
	She yelled, "My God!   I can't stand it.  I'm going to cum
again."
	Bob was able to pace himself for a while.  But then he felt to
inevitable urge to explode.   His prick felt like a volcano about
to erupt.   He grunted as he gushed wave after wave of white-hot
lava into her eager body. 
	Slowly, they relaxed.   He guided her to the bed, pushed her
down, and fell next to her.  They kissed each other on the face
and mouth.
	She finally said, "That was so great, I'm never going to let you
leave."
	"I'd love to stay, too, but I have to work tomorrow.   This
school year is just beginning.  But that doesn't mean we can't do
it again."
	Then she said, in a matter fact tone, "Bob, I don't know how to
say this, but up until yesterday, I thought you had ruined my
life. I'm not mad at you because you did not do it on purpose,
and it was my fault almost as much as yours, but the fact
remains."
	"What? How did I ruin anything?"
	"You are so sexy.  Ever since that night at camp, you are the
best lover I ever had.  You ruined me for every other man,
including my ex-husband.  "	"Well, I'll try to make it up to you
now.  I really care about you."
	Bob's ego was greatly enhanced that she praised his sexual
prowess.  Very few of his previous partners, including his
ex-wives, were half that effusive.  He felt he had to try to keep
this woman. The attraction was more that physical.  He was even
in danger of falling in love with her.
	They got together the following week, and the week after.  When
he was about to leave that Sunday, she said, "Bob, I'd like you
to do me a favor."
	"Of course, my dear."
	"My ex-husband is getting remarried next month.  I'd like you to
come as my date.  That way you can meet my family, especially my
daughters."
	"I'd love to be with you, but I'm not ready to remarry yet."
	"Of course, I don't mean that.  I'm not ready for that either. I
just want every one to meet my new man."
	"In that case, I'd be delighted to meet them."
	When Ellen met Bob at her father's wedding, she said, "He's very
handsome, Mom.  Do you still have enough clean clothes?"
	"Yes, but that is only because he comes over only on weekends."
`	Bob and Julie began a committed long-term relationship, but he
continued to live in his apartment near the school, and only saw
her on weekends or vacations. 


	
	
	

	
 
	
	
	
	
	
	

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