Christine, My Great Youth Love

Foreword:

This is the second part (chapter 4) of my love and sex story with Christine, my girlfriend. She helped me out of a serious depression after my forced breakup with my first love, my cousin by marriage, thanks to her kindness and love for me. She was the one who gave me back my zest for life when I was 18.

She just turned 18 three days before the start of this second part of my story. I came to her house to spend the whole weekend with her and attend her birthday party on Sunday afternoon. She was home alone because her parents and young sister went to Lyon for the weekend.

Delighted to be alone together, we undressed and stroked each other passionately for a long time. Then she gave me a wonderful and unforgettable blowjob. Her elder sister, a medical student, recommended her to do so. It was the first time in her life she'd done that. She did it perfectly and with a lot of love, giving me an amazing pleasure.

This story really happened on the last weekend of November 1960, the 26th and 27th, and kept on afterwards. I changed some names without altering the content or the course of the story itself. I'm only relating what I clearly remember, knowing full well I forgot many details, even though I kept an excellent episodic memory despite my age. I added nothing to embellish my story, sticking only to the facts I remember with certainty.

There are only a few dialogues in my story, because I can't remember precisely what we said to each other. I reconstructed those I included from my memories; they are to be approximate while remaining fully in the original state of mind.

If you didn't read the first part, please read it first. It will help you understand our situation at that distant time. This is not just a story about sex, it's a true love story in which there is sex, of course, as in all true love.

I'd like to point out that English is not my native language (which is French) and I'm therefore not perfectly fluent in it. Without realizing it, I may unknowingly use ill-adapted words or incorrect turns of phrase, despite my long practice of this language during my professional career, my many stays in the USA and business or personal trips all around the world. I apologize to the reader about that.

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Chapter 4:

Finally, the big day arrived, I rode up on my bike at around 2:30 pm with my schoolbag full with my dance music records and Christine's birthday presents on the luggage rack, and a sports bag on my back containing toiletries and a change of underwear.

When she opened the door, she let me in with my bike, which I put away in the garage. She'd undone her braid and let her long, light brown hair fall freely down to the middle of her back. She was gorgeous. I told her how lovely I thought she looked with this hairstyle, which suited her perfectly.

After she kissed me passionately on my lips, I carried my luggage into her room and took her back into my arms. Happy to be together for the full weekend, we kissed again, long loving kisses which lasted several minutes.

Then she broke off our embrace and said, "We're gonna complete all preparations of the living and dining rooms right now, especially the decorations and lights. Then we'll go to the local stores to buy any additional things we need for our party tomorrow afternoon. My parents gave me enough money for that. Then we'll have plenty of time to take good care of each other until our first guests come tomorrow around 2pm."

"It all sounds like a very good plan. I totally approve, but first, kiss me once more before we get started."

After a big, passionate kiss, we went to work, which lasted just over an hour. She'd already done most of the job before I arrived. Afterwards, we went to do some additional shopping, but I didn't buy any condoms, despite my father's recommendations. I trusted Christine when she told me she wasn't at risk of getting pregnant. We quickly returned home, without having met anyone we knew.

On our return, we settled on the sofa in the living room. Christine had turned up the central heating so that we wouldn't be cold (I assumed it would be for when we were supposed both to be naked), a very good idea as winter was approaching and it wasn't warm.

Sitting snugly together, Christine on my left, I put my left arm over her shoulders and neck and pulled her closer to me. She put her right hand on my left leg and her head against my left shoulder. And we resumed our full-mouthed embraces and began to arouse and warm each other up.

I started by telling her I realized my relationship with her had much progressed recently. Her gentleness, her kindness, her concern for me, in a word her love, and the efforts she was making to help me recover from my depression very impressed me.

I thought, although I wasn't fully sure yet, I was on the right track and it was mostly thanks to her I was feeling better. I could tell her without too much risk of being wrong, I loved her. I now considered her my official girlfriend. I hoped we'd have a long journey together inside the future (a long geodesic line in 4-dimensional space-time, as the great scientist Albert Einstein might more accurately have said!).

With a beautiful, loving smile, she told me it thrilled her to hear me say that. She loved me with all her heart and all her strength, and she would always love me. And she was even happier she would soon belong to me entirely. Today she would give herself to me forever when I'd take her virginity as she promised to me.

We continued to caress and kiss passionately for a long time. I took her breasts, one in each hand, and gently squeezed and massaged them over her clothes. As I'd already done in the cinema, I appreciated their firmness, and felt her already hard nipples harden further.

I took her sweater off. She raised her arms to make it easier for me, and I laid it next to me on the right-hand side of the sofa. Then I undid the buttons on her blouse, took it off, and laid it in the same place.

The upper part of her body was now covered only by her pink lace bra, which was just expecting to be removed. This I did, with some awkwardness as it was the first time in my life I'd removed a girl's bra and therefore lacked practice.

I did it with some difficulties, especially in unhooking it, but the result was worthwhile the effort. Her tits were magnificent, round, firm and perky, the size of two beautiful half-grapefruits, with a skin finer than the finest and most expensive silk. Such beauty dazzled me, which I told her with admiration and sincerity. It made her smile at me lovingly.

I'd already fondled them in the darkness of the movie theater, but this was the first time I'd seen them in the light. In fact, it was the first time I'd ever seen a girl's fully formed boobs up close.

They were a lovely color, between light pink and milky white. They remained protected by her bikini top during her sunbathing sessions this summer, when she exposed her body to the sun on the beach in Cannes. I expected to see the same difference for the lower part of her body, which I was about to strip.

Her areolas were a pretty color between light brown and pink. Her hardened nipples were a deeper pink and protruded over half a centimeter from the surface of her areolas, which were the size of a 50 cts coin of the time (about the size of a 2-euro coin to-day).

I put my mouth on her left boob and roamed all over it, making little kisses. Then I took her nipple in my mouth, rubbed it with my tongue and sucked on it quite hard, making her to emit little moans of pleasure. This lasted for a few minutes, which she seemed to enjoy very much.

Then I moved on to her right boob to give it the same treatment. Here, I had a little difficulty as I couldn't take it in my mouth very well because of my position. It forced me to bend my head much more.

Seeing my difficulties, she told me we'd better move to her bed, as it would be more comfortable for the two of us. Her room was next to the living room, so we went there. It wasn't cold, as she'd plugged in a small electric auxiliary heater. As we moved, we stayed close together, and I could admire the very erotic swaying movement of her tits to the rhythm of her footsteps.

She lay down on her back on the bed. I went to her right, leaning on my left side and passing my left arm under her neck. I moved partly on top of her, resting my right thigh on her mound between her open thighs. I leaned my cock on her right thigh and put my mouth on her right boob to continue what I'd started.

I sucked for a long time on her nipple, which became very hard and protruded some more. Her moans showed she was enjoying what I was doing to her, and her repeated "I love you" told me even more about her current state of mind.

Then, with her help, I easily unzipped and removed her skirt and pantyhose. All what remained were her pink lace panties matching her bra, already removed. I saw a big wet spot on her crotch, showing me what I'd been doing to her so far had really turned her on. I put my right hand between her thighs and stroked her over her panties, which increased her arousal and her wetness.

I kissed her pussy over her panties and put my nose right on her slit, which I could feel through the wetness of her panties. What an intoxicating smell! I breathed it in at the top of my lungs. It completely blew my mind and made me feel like if I was a little drunk.

I took her panties off. She lifted her buttocks to make it easier for me and she was now completely naked. What a wonderful sight! I told her how much I admired her beauty. Her well-shaped petite body was splendid, an unforgettable sight that made me harden even more, even though I was already very hard.

The view of her beautiful female body, completely naked beside me and about to give herself to me, made me realize now I was indeed on the way back to normal life. It convinced me my depression would soon be a bad memory thanks to Christine's love.

Here too, like the upper part of her body, it was clear she exposed herself to the sun with a small swimsuit bottom. It protected her most fragile parts from the burning sun's rays.

Her tuft of pubic hair, the same color as her hair but more bushy, looked a little wild. It was a discovery for me. I'd touched it before at the cinema, but this was the first time I'd seen it close. And I noticed it hid her slit and everything inside, which was a little disappointing (and probably could explain today's hairless fashion).

It was the first grown up female body I'd seen naked up close. In fact, the only completely nude adult female body I'd seen until then was "La Maja Desnuda," a painting by the Spanish painter Francisco de Goya, which I saw on a large page of my father's "Larousse Encyclopédique" when I was much younger.

I saw this splendid painting later at the Prado Museum in Madrid, during a visit with my wife in 2012. This entirely naked body was certainly exquisite, but Christine's seemed to me even more beautiful, and above all, more real and very much alive. And it was close to me and would soon belong to me.

I stroked her between her thighs for a few minutes, then parted her labia to stroke the inside of her slit between the two. She let out little moans of pleasure while I did it. I then put my middle finger on her clit and fondled it gently, without pressing it. Immediately, she jerked and moaned louder, showing me she was very sensitive and horny.

Then she gently pushed my hand away and said, "This isn't fair. I've been naked in front of you for a while now. You're playing with my body, you're fondling me, which gives me a lot of pleasure, and you're still dressed. I'd like to see you nude too and to discover you because I've never seen a boy naked. I want to play with your body too, as you do with mine, to stroke you and give you pleasure."

"As you like. You can undress me whenever you want."

"Lie down on the bed on your back. I'll remove your clothes and give you pleasure until you lose your mind."

"Okay, do whatever you want with me. I'm fully at your disposal."

She kissed me lovingly, then took my sweater, shirt, and undershirt off. I was now shirtless under her soft hands, which stroked me carefully for several minutes. She massaged my pectoral muscles and gently rubbed and pinched my breast tips, which were quite sensitive. I really liked what she was doing to me. I already had a good hard-on, and her touching made it even harder.

She undid my trouser belt, unzipped my fly, and pulled down my pants. I lifted my butt off the bed to make it easier for her. I was now on my briefs and socks. My hard, swollen dick was sticking out several centimeters from the elastic of my briefs. She took it in her hand and stroked it, then let go to remove my socks. All I had left were my briefs, which she promptly removed.

Mockingly, she told me, "At last, you're completely naked now. I love to see you like this. I'd even rather see you always like this than dressed. You're handsome, like a Greek statue of Apollo. And now, as you no longer have any clothes to hide you from me, I can take care of you as you deserve."

"With pleasure, and I'm very flattered by your comparison with Apollo."

"I mean it sincerely, and maybe it's because I love you."

"I love you too."

"And now, as you're the first boy I've ever seen naked, I want to look at you closely, everywhere, and in every detail. I want to observe your dick closely. It's the first male sex I've ever seen in my life. I want to touch it and fondle it, to kiss it, to lick it and take it in my mouth, and give you as much pleasure as I can. And soon, I want to have your dick sink deeply inside me when you'll take my virginity."

"At your disposal, it's only for you, for your exclusive and unlimited use."

Christine climbed on top of me on my right side and kissed me passionately on the mouth while grinding herself against me with her entire body for a moment. Then she moved further down my body, kissing me all over, first on my neck and my shoulders.

And she went on my pecs and nipples, sucking each tip, and then on my navel and abs, where she stayed for a while. She put her hand in my pubic hair, which she even pulled a little for fun, of course, without hurting me.

She took my very hard dick in her hand and stroked it up and down. She pulled gently my foreskin up on my glans as high as she could, then pulled it the other way, the farthest down on my rod. And did that again several times, increasing strongly my arousal. She told me it was very hard, very thick and simultaneously very soft. She loved stroking it. It was a pleasant and very arousing feeling for her.

She was a little scared by the size of my dick, which was not exceptional yet, to the best of my knowledge. She wondered whether it could fit all inside her easily. She was looking forward to me introducing it into her as deep as possible, to take her virginity and make her a woman, my woman.

But she feared it could be difficult and asked me to be very careful when I'm gonna thrust into her. I replied I'll be as gentle as possible as I didn't want to hurt her. I wanted to give her pleasure, not pain.

Afterwards, Christine moved up my body until she came to rest her mouth on mine, while continuing to hold my cock in her hand. She lay down on top of me, maximizing the surface of contact with me.

Then she said, "I talked to Danièle (her elder sister) on the phone about our relationship and told her I wanted to make love to you and give you my virginity today. She congratulated me for my intent and gave me some advice on how to go about it. She already had experience of it as a person, and knowledge as a medical student."

"And what did she advise you to do?"

"As I told her what you'd shared with me about your ancient romance with your cousin, she said that you must be craving for love and sex, and therefore not to rush you. In particular, if I turn you on too much too fast, you might cum before you've even torn my hymen when you penetrate me, which will be very frustrating for you and for me."

"That's a good point, which I hadn't thought of. What else did she say?"

"She advised me to start by giving you a blowjob and she instructed me in details on human male anatomy and how to go about it. She told me all boys and men like it, and women and girls too, and sure I'd like it, especially if I swallowed your sperm as it spurted into my mouth. This will bring down your arousal and tension, and you'll be able to last longer without cumming too fast when you're inside me after you've taken my cherry, and then on until I orgasm."

"That sounds like a good approach."

"She told me you should lick my pussy carefully afterwards, especially my clit. Doing this, you give me at least two or three orgasms before thrusting into me for the first time. So I'll be well prepared to receive you deep in my belly."

"All this sounds wise. Let's make it happen right away."

"She also told me I might hurt and bleed as you sink into me and tear my hymen. It would be safe for us to put a large bath towel on the sheet so I wouldn't stain it with my blood. I'll look for one in my closet."

She got out of bed to get a large towel, and I stood up to make room for her to spread it out. She did it, folding it in half to increase the protection. Then I got back on the bed, where she joined me. She gave me a pillow to put under my head in order to have me see clearly what she was gonna do to me. And she wanted to watch my face and see my reactions as she went along.

I was lying on my back, my rock hard cock pointing upwards. She went between my legs, kissing my body many times on her way. She took my balls in her hand, stroked them, and rolled them gently between her fingers through the skin of my scrotum. Then she squeezed them a little harder, giving me a very erotic and pleasant massage for at least five minutes.

After that Christine took my cock in one hand, stroking it up and down for a good while, fiddling my balls with the other hand. Then she brought her head close to my crotch and kissed my balls repeatedly, licking them at length.

She took one entirely into her mouth, continuing to lick it and squeeze it between her lips, which gave me very strong sensations, like I'd never felt before. She then took the other same way to give it the same treatment, increasing my arousal. I was like in a trance, as if it concentrated all my energy and being between my thighs, at her mercy as if I were about to explode.

And she continued to arouse me by sucking alternately on one ball and then the other in her mouth. This little game lasted several minutes, during which I tried to hold back so as not to cum too fast.

She certainly did other very pleasurable things to me, which I don't really remember, as she was very active on my genitals during a good while, giving me a big lot of pleasure.

She released my balls, placed her hands on my stomach, and slowly brought her mouth closer to my glans, a change which allowed me to relax a little. She planted a few small kisses on it, then tenderly ran her tongue over its fleshy tip. Afterwards, she took my entire glans all the way into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it while sucking vigorously, sending waves of intense pleasure through me.

She licked it thoroughly for several minutes, then lowered her mouth to take my cock deeper, clamping it between her lips. She moved her mouth and tongue up and down over it, alternately lowering and raising her head while sucking harder, which turned me on a lot.

She continued to move my cock back and forth in her mouth, taking it deeper each time, until she was on the verge of choking.

That's when I realized she still had a way to go before she could deep-throat me, since she couldn't take over two-thirds of its length into her mouth before choking. I didn't push her head down to make her take it deeper, not wanting to risk scaring her, and having her stop sucking me off, because what she was doing to me felt great.