First time........

I remember her as my first love or better yet my first fuck. I was 17 and just a shy goof of a kid, I was too busy trying to get in to a good college too notice anything in life. I was paying my own way; so good grades, football and a spare job took up all my time. Even as a teenager coffee was a good friend to me. It was a the day before Thanksgiving and school was out so I has spent the day working in the neighborhood raking leaves ,cleaning gutters and a few last mows to try to get a little spare cash in my pockets. I also I have to admit I looked a mess. More of a serial killer looks instead of college student. My hair was long and shaggy, very "Seattle grunge". Long black curls masked my face. I wore flannel shirts because they were warm and comfy,not to be cool like the grundge kids.
The Sun had started to dip below the tree line before I had decided that I needed a haircut. I went to the local barber and of course he was gone for the long weekend. My next best choice was the local Super Cuts in the strip mall. Maybe not as manly as the barber but I figured just as good. I walked in and I saw her as she was sweeping up the place. "..Be with ya in 1 minute" she yelled from the back of the store. She put her broom away and walked toward the front of the store. I could tell even with her hair pulled up and small glasses on she must have been smokin' hot back in prime. I was guessing she was all of 30 years old almost doubling my age then. She stood about 5'6" with dark hair and olive skin. Her lips still wore flawless lipstick even though it was late in the day. I would guess like me there was some Latino in her back ground. She smiled and giggled slightly as she looked at me. "Hey, I know you. You’re Ricky, Michael’s friend." She said to me while grabbing a sip of her diet coke through a straw. My shyness kicked in "Yes ma mn" I said as I starred at the floor, not knowing what else to say. "I'm Marla, his auntie. We met at your homecoming game, too bad you guys lost. And its Marla not ma mm! "
She walked up to the front door, spun the lock and flipped the sign to closed. Looking over her glasses she said to me "Ricky you’re my last cut of the day. It’s been a long long day." After washing my hair she sat me down at the back of the store and placed the drop cloth around my neck. Maybe I was just cold from working outside all day, but I could feel the warmth off of her body as she stood behind me combing my hair. I could feel her breasts against the side of my head as she clipped my sides. I could also feel a stirring in my pants. The mirror showed me her curves as Marla moved to grab her tools and combs. She was more woman than the high school girls I was used to being with in high school. She was a real woman with real hips , curves and lips. She was wearing a low cut blouse underneath her apron. Her b-cup cleavage jiggled as she brushed my hair in to position. Then she caught me looking at her in the mirror. I blushed as she smiles coyly. She took off her apron "it’s getting warm in here." Looking back at this she knew what she was doing; Looking back at this I has no clue what I was doing. Her sweater was short enough to almost be a belly shirt. Quick peeks of tan skin show from under her shirt as she walks around me adjusting her clippers. I feel my self start to get excited watching Marla work and brush my hair.
In a few minutes she finishes her cut and removes the cloth from around my neck. "Ricky give me your shirt and Ill toss it in the dryer to shake the hairs off of it. Sweep the floor and the haircuts on the house." She says while waiting for me to undress. Of course all I think about is the free hair cut. SCORE! I grab the broom as she tosses my shirt in to the dryer and quickly get to work. "Ricky, look at your muscles. Do you work out a lot?" She softly touches my stomach as she walks past me toward the windows. Marla pulls the shades and kills the outside lights. "It will be a few minutes for your shirt would you like a beer?" She says as she moves again in to the back room. I hear two bottles pop open even before I can give her an answer. Marla walks out of the back room with two beers and a smile. “Ricky, you got a girlfriend?” she asks while handing me a bottle of Miller. “Not right now. I'm just to busy trying to finish the year and save money for next year.”
The cold beer goes down quickly as I finish sweeping her floor. She sits on her spinning chair and watches me work. To be truthful I didn't notice much but I swear she was smiling the entire time. DING. "Shirts done. You want another beer?" Marla yells as she walks away. I watch her tush move in her black jeans. Hips sway left and right with each step I'm lost in thought. Her ass was full and round not like the girls in high school with their all too thin frames. She walks in with my shirt and a second round of beers. Marla moves close to me and softly touches my cheek. I want to pull away I want to be pulled in by her. I'm both scared and excited. Her hand slowly pulls me close to her and she kisses me on the lips. I'm shocked but I also wanted this kiss since the moment I saw her. Marla smells of roses and a touch of smoke. She places one of my hands on her backside,The other on her breasts. Her own hands hold my back and face. Her mouth moves from my lips to my neck, from my neck to my chest and from there to my stomach.
In one practiced motion she pulls her own shirt off and throws it on a chair in back. As we kiss her hands hold my cock through my jeans. Slowly rubbing it and holding it. "Let's get these off of you. Their all too tight" she says while she tugs them off of me. I kick my shoes and blue jeans off and across the floor. My erection shows clearly through my briefs. Marla slowly kneels in front of me and kisses my inner thigh. Slowly and with purpose she moves across my manhood and kisses the other thigh. My hands caress her cheek as she pulls my shorts off of me. Exposed and under fluorescent lights I really do not believe what is happening to me. Marla looks up at me and removes her black bra. Her breasts jiggle slightly with each movement she makes; dark nipples harden in the late Autumn air. Marla grabs my cock with her right hand and slowly strokes it. She looks at me and winks before kissing it on the head. Her tongue circles the glans while she welcomes me in to her mouth. Slowly sliding her hand up and down the shaft while slowly sucking it like a lollipop. Her tight grip feeling very comforting. Every movement she makes is slow and deliberate. I have had other blow jobs before but never like this. This was no rush job in her parents basement or sticky fumbling s in the back of my dads' car. She was a woman and Marla was in complete control and in no rush to finish me off. She had other plans in mind for us before this was through.
I caressed her face has she mouthed me. The warmth and wetness of her mouth was driving me insane. I wanted to fill her mouth with my cum. Every soft curl of her tongue felt wonderful. Her hands kept a tight even tempo on the length of my cock. “Oh my god” I could hear my self whisper to her in the back room. “Oh we're not done yet? Are we?” She said while still holding my cock in her hand. “Take your socks off you look silly; get on the couch.”
Without thinking or asking any questions my socks were off and I sat on the beat up red velvet couch in the back room. Marla followed me to the sofa and slowly removed her black jeans and kicked off her own high heeled shoes. She wore black see through lace panties and as far as I could tell no tan lines anywhere on her body. Her skin looked flawless as she undressed for me. “I hate these lights” she said while turning on a smaller table lamp and turning off the overhead fluorescent lights. “Tell me the truth Ricky, Are you a virgin?” She said as she smiled at me. “Be honest or all this stops.”
What do I say? The truth is I was a virgin. Yes I had been with girls but just had never gone all the way. Did she want me to say no and assume that I knew what the hell I was doing? Honesty was always my best quality so...I hung my head “Marla, I am a virgin.” Part of me was ashamed of that fact. The other parts did not care because there was a beautiful nude Latina woman in front of me.
Marla took off her panties and held them in her hand. I could see that she kept her box well trimmed. I guess any hairstylist would do that for her self. “Don't worry baby, Mommas' gonna take are of that right now. “ She said to me as she jumped on the couch and lowered her self on to my hard cock. She was wet, tight and ready to go. Her hands held on to my shoulders as she slowly raised and lowered her self on to me. Her tempo increased as we got used to each other. Faster and deeper with every stroke. Without warning she covered my nose with her panties. The smell of her pussy in her panties and the way she felt was driving me crazy. Marla began to pinch my nipples hard as she rode me. My own hands held on to her hips as she bucked. “Spank my ass!” Marla yells to me in between long slow strokes. I do as obeyed, My right hand reaches past her and smacks it. SMACK SMACK. The sound of me spanking her ass echoes off the storeroom walls. SMACK. I slowly caress her cheeks between each smack. Again and again I spank her until her cheeks are a soft rose color. Marla's own hot sweat covers my chest and arms. It drips off her tan breasts with her rocking back and forth and on to my belly. As an older woman she is really fit. I can feel my self building to my own orgasm. Her own pussy juices run down my swollen cock. Faster and harder with each stroke. I look deeply in to her eyes as she grinds away and see pure lust. Dark brown eyes look in to me as a low growl builds in her throat. “I want you to cum inside me.” Marla whispers before kissing me on my lips. Her own tongue entwines my own. Faster harder and deeper the strokes continue. I rake my nails across her back as I kiss her breasts and hold her nipple in between my teeth. What starts as a small twinge deep inside of me grows in to its own electric wave. It starts low and deep and travels the length of my spine in to my skull. I don't want her to stop fucking me. I can feel her pussy and ass begin to spasm as I begin to cum deep inside of her. My hands become tight fists as I lose control and fill her with my hot jizz. Each contraction is shared by the other lover. Our tempos relax and slow with each soft movement she makes. The smell of musky sex and sweat fills the room as we slowly come to our senses.
She sits on my lap and kisses me long and deep. Hands feeling every square inch of each others body. I love the way she kisses me on the neck while playing with my nipples. I slowly take each breast in to my mouth as if it were a ripe fruit. I taste her skin and sweat and feel the heat of her body on mine. Her entire body seemed to glow in the soft table light. Marla squeezes her pussy tight keeping my cock hard deep inside of her. I feel how wet we both are as we continue our gentle touches. She was amazing to watch let alone feel her mount my cock. The looks she gave me as she came make me want to do it again.
Marla slowly slides off of me and sits next to me on the sofa. “Get on your knees” she says as she spreads her legs and shows me her sex; Wet, pink and dripping with my cum. “I want you to go down on me” She strokes my face with whispering it in my ear. My knees hit the cold tile of the back room floor and I begin to nuzzle her inner thighs. Slowly I begin to kiss closer and closer to her wet sex. I tongue her pussy in long even strokes, the taste of her sex and my own cum sends a current down my spine. Her lips blossom and swell as I kiss them. Marla moves her hand down and parts her outer lips to give me room to tongue inside her. I hold her engorged clit in between my lips and circle my tongue around it. Each small circle on her button causes Marla to arch her back ever so slightly. Her free hand runs through my hair holding my head in place and sometimes pushing my face slightly deeper. I kiss each fold and curve of her wet pussy while she writhes in pleasure. Her own deep breathing begins to become quick gasps and I increase my speed and focus on her clit. Again her groans start to fill the room as I feast on her engorged sex. I slowly insert two fingers inside my lover and slowly move them in and out while mouthing her wet box. With each passing minute she becomes wetter and wetter. Her legs move from being on my side to her feet right on my shoulders as she grasps my head with both hands. Marla motions begin to match my own movements. I continue to finger her pussy with long deep even strokes. Every stroke of my fingers matched by my mouth. Round and round, Up one side and down each set of lips. Her legs start to tighten as her breathing deepens to gasps. I feel small muscles inside of her snatch start to quiver as my fingers move inside of her. In one large whole body spasm her back buckles. Her legs tighten around my head as I hear a single word fill the room. “God”. Marlas' hands pull me in to her and just as quickly let me go as she cums. Her light brown skin blushes a shade of pink across her chest and slowly fades back to a flawless tan.
I kneel for a second as Marla comes back to her senses on the cold tile wondering “what next?” Marla hand me a beer from the side table and gives me a long wet kiss on my lips. “I love the taste of my pussy and cum.” she says while taking a long pull off her beer. “Mmmmm that was fun.” She says as I play with her still swollen pussy lips. Acting on my own cue I turn to face my lover and push her back against the couch. With out missing a beat Marla spreads her legs and moves them on either side of me. She pulls me in with her calves in to a missionary position and I slide my throbbing cock in to her tight pink sex. Again the warmth of her box make me want to cum on the spot. I slide deep in to her with the first stroke and slowly pull back. I move in to Marla again and again with deep deliberate movements. Slow and steady. She watches me with a smile on her face as I enjoy her body. Her hands move across my back as if to pull me deeper in to her. Her warm hand feel good in the cool back room. They feel reassuring,guiding and loving on my skin. With every stroke I feel her grip on my back tighten. Her dark eyes look in to mine as I drive her in to the red sofa. Harder and faster I ride her. Every thrust to the hilt. Marlas wet pussy welcoming me in to it. Harder and harder with each stroke. I really don't care if she cums or not, this ones all about me. She arches her back as I mover her legs on to my shoulders. Her nails press in to my skins as my cock glides in to her pink. Faster deeper. I watch as Marla one hand off my back and on to her pussy. She quickly beings to rub her clit as I keep fucking her pussy. Quicker and deeper. She starts off slowly by toying with her self and soon finds a quicker beat. Hands moving and cocks pumping Marla again starts a long slow moan. My heart is ready to pound right out of my chest. The room does not exist for me as I can only see her dark eyes. The sofa starts to slide against the cheep back room carpeting with each deep stroke. Her head falls back as her own orgasm starts. Her low moan grows to a loud cheer of “yea yea yea”. Her pussy feels even more wet than before as I continue pump deep in her. “Don't you dare cum” she tells me. “I want you to cum in my mouth, I want to taste all of you”. I can feel her legs quiver as she cums. I pull my cock out of her snatch and Marla quickly moves to put it in her mouth again. Her tongue quickly glides around the head, her hand moves in quick pumps on the slicked shaft. She knows what she is doing and how to do it. Between strokes I can her her mew-ing softly letting me know that she is enjoying this as much as I am. Her mouth tightens for a second and then she continues to pump hard. Slowly Marla takes a bit more of my cock in to her mouth with each stroke. I can feel my self against the back of her throat as she deep throats it all in. Her warm hands cup my balls as she holds me in her mouth. Again and again she licks the entire length of my manhood. The wet warmth of her mouth begs me to cum inside. My toes begin to curl as I again feel the slow build of my orgasm. Small muscles in my legs and back start to lose control. My hands clench and release in anticipation of it. I reach out and pull her head on to the length of my cock and it starts. The spurt of warm jizz catches her across the lips as she quickly moves to catch it all in her mouth. Marla slowly keeps tempo with her mouth as I cum in her. Again and again small spasms crawl down my spine and through my dick. Marla looks in to my eyes as she licks the cum off her lips and in to her mouth. “Now, thats why I like college men. Your always ready to go”. She says to me as she kisses me on the lips. I can taste both of our sex as I kiss her. “I have to lock up and go home to feed my Husband.” She says as she gathers our clothes.
We laugh and giggle as we dress in the back room and share one more beer. I went home after that and took a long shower and a quick nap before going out with the boys for beers. The holiday came and went with out much fanfare. Turkey and stuffing and the usual treats. Marla and I became much closer through the next year. I never told any one who and when I lost my virginity to, no one would believe it anyways. In the span of one short Summer she taught me how to live and love a woman. In the beginning Fall I did leave town and go to college down state. I would come in once or twice a year for a shave and a haircut. I had even snuck in between semesters just to say hello to Marla. I think she appreciated the 6 hour car ride for me to come in. During my last year of school I came in to see her only to find that Marla had moved. The other girls at her work say it happened quickly. No one had any forwarding address for her and I think thats the way she wanted it. I think that was best for me too. It gave me a chance to grow in to the man she helped me become. In my memories and dreams she will always be my beautiful dark eyed lover. So to Marla where ever you are ....Happy Thanksgiving.