First time with Anne Tan

She then turned her head to the side and said: - “There’s more “goodies” in front.” “ Why don’t you rotate me round and discover for yourself?” She added.
“Your wish is my command!” I answered, turning her round on her back once more.
We were lying face to face once again, and we kissed before she pulled and helped me out of both my shorts and boxers inside. Finally, like an escaping prisoner tasting freedom, my long-aching erection sprung from its “jail” and stood proudly, nearly hitting Anne in the face in the process. After the shocking initial entry of my penis worn off and the last piece of clothing fell on the ground, we both laid naked on our sides, facing each other. 

She then whispered in my ear: - “I wan you to lay back and relax…Cause it’s time to return the favour!” She smiled sheepishly as she moved and wrapped her hands around my fully erected 5¾ ins. dick, and proceed with gently stroking its whole length, from tip to my “groomed” base and with each stroke gradually tightening and increased her speed as she got acquainted comfortably with it. Even as her hands grew tried, she never stopped stroking, only loosened her grip and slowed down, until she regained strength to continue. She kept doing this for a while, but avoided any sudden hand movements and keeping her hands stilled there, as I approached the edge of eruption. She would only continued when she felt that it had subsided and safe to go on. She apparently had some kind of experience, as she brought me close to “eruption” several times.

I questioned: - “How did you know that I was about to come?”
Her reply was simply: - “I just know!”
“You just know?” I exclaimed.
“Yap…From your face expression, and the “increasing” pulsing movement of your penis…It’s not hard not to know!” She replied cheekily.
She wanted to proceed with some oral work, but I stopped her halfway, as I explained to her that personally I’m not really a fan of “blow-jobs”. She just laughed and said: - “Why?” “You scared I bite your penis off…Is it?” 
“Nope!” “Just don’t like it…That’s all.” I replied.
“Okay!” “Save me the effort too!” She smiled.
“By the way, why your pubic hairs so short?” She asked 
“Just easy to maintain…I guess!” I replied.

So she returned to her previous penile handiwork, but not as in-depth as before, but sufficient enough to keep it erected. As she did hers, I began slipping my hands down towards her “bushlands”. It was moist, perhaps from the previous activity I thought, and glanced down to confirm my thoughts. Her pubis was rather captivating, with hair growth upwards directed and equilateral triangle-shaped. There were tell-tale signs that she, like me “mow the lawn” too. So I asked her: - “So why your are pubic hairs so short then?”
“Well…To keep them soft firstly, and secondly it makes the whole “package” below looks more appealing.” She answered.
“Don’t you like it?” She continued.
“Hmmm…!” I replied as my fingers gently work their way towards them.
“They do truthfully feel rather soft, but as for making the “package” below looked more appealing…this I don’t know!” I continued.
“Why not you take a look for yourself, and discover what I said is true!” “But please be gentle!” “I’m still a virgin!” She immediately answered.

So we continued laying face to face, playing with each other pubis and genitals for a quite, before she stopped momentary, removed her hands from my penis, and used it to motion my hands towards her innermost region, before returning to their original location. As my hands inched towards her vagina, pass her pubis, I felt warmth and moisture, gradually increasing with each depths into her “secret garden”. Soon I found my hand in-between her legs, and I knew that I had arrived at the “spot”. 

“Gosh…It’s sure warm and moist down there.” I thought quietly.
“And since I’m here…Might as well get started.” I smirked.

I placed my palm against her vagina, and started stroking her vaginal outer lips with my index and middle fingers. There was some stray pubic hairs growth, other than that, it feels puffy and moist. I began exploring more with my fingers; firstly gently feel the skin, before gently parted those tightly clasped lips slightly. As I did that, whatever that was building inside, began to seep slowly out through the small opening, rapidly dampening my fingers with her sticky, now familiar smelling secretions. As I parted those lips more, more came out. As there it was, her vaginal inner lips…Smooth hairless skin, perfectly formed and equally shaped, which protruded slightly out her outer lips. They were well saturated with the clear sticky secretions, which made slight entry for my fingers effortless, as I decided that was as far as I would allow myself to go. Suddenly without any warning, as I moving upward back towards her pubis, her hand immediately tightly gripped onto my penis, as she “clamped” her legs shut, trapping my hand in the process.

She say something which I barely made out: - “Oooo…Ahh…!” “ Don’t touch there…Very ticklish!” 
I replied: - “Ouch!” “What…Where?” But knew my hand had to remain motionless for a while, before she gradually released her hand and leg “vice”. 
As I was deeply curious about what has happened just now…So I lay her on her back, and repeated my previous questions, as she regarded her breath. She only said: - Don’t touch me there...It’s highly sensitive!”

With me her on her back legs bent at the knees, slightly placed apart, and me sitting upright between them, I proceed down her “secret garden” with caution, to see what had actually occurred. I looked and felt my way towards her vaginal region, returning to the spots I previously felt. For the first time, I saw her outer and inner vaginal lips; it was actually as what I pictured in my mind as I felt them. As I parted her dark pinkish inner vagina lips, I discovered a pinhead-like object, projecting far out from the top of those lips (Which later I know was her clitoris!). I approach the alien-looking object carefully, and gently inched towards it with my fingers.

“It sure looks out of place!” I thought to myself.
And as I brushed against and barely touching it, her leg suddenly “clamped” shut, inter-locked and straightened, and like before, my hand was stuck between them.
She looked at me rather pissed and screamed: - “I told you not to touch it…Why don’t you listen?”
“Sorry!” I replied.
“Serve you right!” She answered teasingly.

Like before, it took a while before my hands were released. But this time I make sure that I stay clear of that “forbidden” area, as I continued with vaginal duties. After some time of “probing”, I leaned forward, wanting to taste more of the secretion that constantly seeped for her vagina. But before I could do that, her legs closed gently and said: - “I too don’t like the idea of “lip-service” down there!”
“Guess we are quits then!” I replied. 

Laughter filled the tent for a while, as we allowed the ironic moment to sink in. now at least we both knew we had somethings in common. Like “mowing our lawn” and our dislike for “lip-service”. So with her still on her back, and me now lying by her side, we continued playing with each other genitals. My penis was getting hard again from her “handiwork” and pulsing, eager to released its load, and her vagina getting accentuating moisten and its heat elevating. We both knew it’s now or never. There’s no turning back now. We both knew deep inside that we want it badly. So I asked: - “Are you ready?”
“It could hurt for a while, especially doing this for the very first time.” I continued, knowing the fact that she was still a virgin. 

She never replied, but I knew from her firm head’s up-down motion, that she had signaled her physical readiness and mental preparations to be penetrated. So I got on top of her as she parted her legs, just wide enough to allow my lower torso to be perfectly positioned in the middle of her vagina. With my hands supporting my weight, I slowly lowered myself down towards, till I rested comfortably on her naked body. I proceed with one hand lifting my upper torso slightly, and the other reaching down, and positioning my penis and the locating the correct orifice for penetration. I located the spot after some time of fiddling, and was about to thrust forward in, when she quietly signaled that it was her anus that I found, not her genuine vaginal track as thought. So she removed one of her hands, which was tightly clasped together as I was able to enter her then, and positioned my penis towards her proper “opening” and held it just outside there. I knew it would be the “one” as I felt the pulsating heat and moisture on my penile head, as it escaped from her vagina. With her hand guidance, I slowly probed downwards, gradually feeling my way around, till I was met with more warmth and moisture. Her hand left my penis the moment it found and entered slightly into the “opening”, and returned to clasp the other hand, placed round my neck. With confidence building, I proceed on lowering my lower torso more towards her, allowing my penis to penetrate her more deeply. She tightened her grip as I slowly worked my penis deeper into her vagina. Only to loosen each time I withdraw slightly. As I worked my penis halfway into her vagina, I met with some considerable resistance, and I knew that from her facial expression that it was undoubtedly causing hurt. I immediately withdrew slightly, and asked: - “Is it very painful?”
“Yap…But I think I can handle it for the time being.” “Just continued inching your way in” She replied.

Before I proceed with her request, I reminded her that if it was still painful, that we stop instantly. She agreed and proceed biting her lower lip, while I slowly inched my way back into her vagina. Soon I’m returned to the resistant position, and was reluctant to penetrate further, as discomfort was clearly on her face. But she motioned with her head, that I should go ahead, and overcome the “barrier” once and for all. She parted her leg slightly more to each side, in preparations for the sexual “obstacles” ahead. With her hands tightly gripping behind my neck, it was her obvious sign for me to go ahead and thrust forwards. With both my hands, cradling the spot beneath her shoulder blades, and just beside her breasts, I lifted my lower torso off her slightly, and pierced my penis deeply into her vagina, with all the force I could muster. She screamed delicately, as her nails clawed into my shoulders, moment my penis went spearing deep into her crevasses. There was a gentle “Pop” sound, and before I fully fathomed what had transpired, I was deeply rooted in her. As I laid, with my penis fully penetrated into her vagina, I stopped thrusting, just to see how she was coping, and to ensure she was all right. I saw a tear, fleeing from the corner of her eyes, as I glanced upon her face.

“Are you feeling all right?” “Sorry for causing so much suffering!” I said
“Ouch…Your thrust almost torn me apart.” She replied painfully.
“It’s okay now…Gotten less painful now!” “Let’s continue!” She added.
“Are you sure?” I asked

A firm “Yes” was her answer. With that, I slowly moved my lower torso upwards to withdraw my penis slightly, and just to ensure that she was truly able to proceed on. As I withdrew my penis, I noticed specs of blood spattered over its length, and some blood was about to seep out her vagina, thus confirming her hymen must had be broken when I deeply thrusted into her. After ensuring she was good to continue, I proceed slithering my penis, back into her “black box”, and began moving my hips in an up-and-down motion. 
“Hey…The pain has subsided already!” “It’s sure feels weird with your penis now moving in and out of me.” She declared.
“Could you speed up the movements slightly?” She requested.

As I sped up my thrusting motion, she slightly hunched her back, causing her hips to elevate marginally off the ground, and lifted her legs into the air, and spread them far apart possible to the side, as to facilitate deeper and faster thrusting. She changed her leg positions, as I continuing thrust my penis into her. Sometimes placing them over my shoulders, at times bent at the knees, feet apart slightly and sometimes tightly closed together. With each thrust, it became less painful and more enjoyable for both of us.

After 10 minutes of me thrusting and withdrawing my penis, I felt rather exhausted and wanted a short break. She motioned for me to rotate her round, so she would be on top of me, after absorbing my weight, and my relentless vaginal assault. With my penis still firmly “locked” in her, I began turning over, so she would be on top for once. Once she was on top faced towards me, she began her method of vaginal attack, by lifting her bottom slightly off, before plunging back down again in a rocking motion, as I was caressing her breast at the same time. After some time in that position, she suddenly turned around with her back towards me, and began doing the same action. She then grabbed my hands, and placed them against her firm butt to assist movements. She remained back and forth for a while, before deciding we should changed positions.

I placed her face down, with a small pillow under her stomach; to lift her hips off the ground, as I gently entered from behind. But we never stayed in that position for long, caused it felt too animalistic for our liking.

After trying some other positions, we decided that we should end the session soon, as we should get some sleeps, for we need to break camp early tomorrow morning, and returned home. I laid her down, back on the ground once more, positioned myself between her legs, located the warm entrance, and slowly ploughed my way in. As I sped up and deepened my thrusting, I feel Anne’s vaginal pulsed rapidly, with it becoming incredibly wetter with our in sync thrusting motion. I knew she would climax soon, from her facial expressions, irregular breathing patterns and soft moaning. I concentrated all my senses towards my penis, as it moved rapidly in-and-out of her vagina. Before long, I felt some pressure built-up from the penile base, and was rapidly ascending towards the penile head, I knew I would ejaculate soon. But as the “eruption” was compounding, I decided that I better not impregnate Anne, and wanted to withdraw just before I come. But she had other ideas on her mind. As she felt my penis was beginning to pulse more rapidly via her vaginal walls, she knew I was about to blow and her, about to orgasm soon. She placed and interlocked her legs over my waist, and drew me closer as she tightened them. 

“I’m going to ejaculate soon, and really don’t wanna make you pregnant.” “Let go before it’s too late!” I said under our hastened breath.
“Don’t worry!” “It’s okay!” “Make your deposit!” “Just fill me up…” She replied, as she drew her legs closer towards her body, with me firmly clasped.

As our pubis touched, those were the last words I registered in my mind, as I finally “erupted”, ejaculating forcefully, with each pulse depositing generous amount semen deep in her vagina. While she screamed a long “Ahhh…” her orgasmic fluids gushed out her pulsating vagina with each contraction, and rapidly absorbing spermatic fluids deep into her uterus, where an egg had long been awaiting fertilization. We just rested in that posture for a while, before withdrew my spent penis out of her, cleaned ourselves up, wiping our genitals clean of “evidence”, before falling asleep in each other’s arms, naked body, clothing and all. 

As we laid asleep soundly, both dead tired from all the activities, excess semen mixed with drops of blood leaked slowly out of Anne’s resting vagina. An unforgettable sight next morning, reminding both Anne and I, of our virginal, passionate rendezvous that cold November night of 1997.