Norma Egan: Naughty Lady

She got nervous again, though, when Glen slid his hands down from her breasts, over her flat silky belly, and onto her white lace bikini panties. This was going to be the hardest part of all, letting a man see her pussy for the very first time.

"You re really uptight, aren't you?" Glen said. "Why? Haven't you made it with try many guys?"

"No, not many," Linda said, blushing deeply.

She felt ashamed to tell him that she was a virgin. It would probably strike a sophisticated New York editor as hilarious that a girl could reach twenty-two without having sex. But in the small mid-West ton Linda had came from, it was perfectly normal. She trembled with fright as Glen started to lower her panties.

"Hey, hey, calm down," he said with a soft laugh. "This is supposed to be fun, not scary."

Linda tried to control her trembling as Glen slipped her panties down over the adorable little rounds of her ass, but she couldn't stop blushing when he pulled her panties away from her glossy brown muff. The dainty triangle of curls drew his hungry gaze.

"You're beautiful all over," he said. "Christ, I can hardly wait to get you to bed."

He quickly pulled her panties down to her feet and helped her to step out of them. Linda stood naked before a man for the first time. It made her feel very uncomfortable to have his hot eyes running up and down her body, taking in her large creamy tits and her dainty little brown bush.

"Linda," he said in a horny, husky voice, "please go lie down on the bed and let me look at you while I undress."

Reluctantly Linda obeyed, stretching out on her back, being careful to keep her legs closed. At least he wouldn't be able to stare at her naked pussy. Glen kept his eyes focused on her fantastic young body as he took off his tie and jacket and shirt.

Linda's nervousness lessened a little as she watched Glen undress. Curiosity overcame her instead. She'd never seen a naked man before, and secretly she was dying to know how Glen would look without his clothes. She found his tan hair-matted chest exciting, the bronze curls gleaming in the soft bedroom light.

Glen lowered his trousers, and Linda saw that the crotch of his jockey shorts was huge and bulging. Her heart hammered. She knew all the facts of sex, even if she was a virgin. She knew that bulge meant that his cock was erect and ready to do its work.

But she'd never seen a cock before, so her blue eyes widened in wonder as Glen lowered his shorts. She saw a thick pale pole of flesh springing from a little nest of bronze curls. To Linda's inexperienced eyes, his prick looked enormous, the rosy head big as a doorknob.

His swollen cock hugged his belly tightly, little blue veins standing out against the pale flesh. Below hung his balls, rosy and taut and lightly thatched with golden hairs. Linda stared and stared, unable to tear her eyes away. She couldn't decide if his stiffly erect prick was ugly or handsome. All she knew was that it seemed huge.

Glen stepped out of his shorts and walked over to the bed. His swollen dick wagged lewdly as he moved, and his fat red balls jiggled slightly. Somehow the sight gave Linda a rush of wicked excitement. But she was far from feeling eagerly about losing her virginity to this man. She'd wanted so much to save it for her husband.

"You're still shaking all over," Glen said as he lay down beside her. "My God, you're innocent. You act like it was the first time for you."

Linda colored and said, "Well, Glen, after all, I only met you today."

He laughed and said, "You sound like something out of the Victorian Era, baby. This is New York. If we see something we want, we don't fool around. We take it."

"Like me?" Linda said bitterly.

"Like you," Glen said. "Especially like you."

He slid an arm under her shoulders and used his free hand to play with her big heaving tits, tickling and caressing all over the silky hot flesh and pretty erect nipples. Linda felt a little wave of excitement. It really did feel nice to have a man touching her tits. But that didn't mean she wanted to fuck Glen Parsons.

"Easy," he whispered, "easy. I know you're nervous. I'll get you warmed up."

He trailed his hand down her lovely sleek body and into her crotch. Linda gasped and flinched, but Glen held her tightly and forced her silky thighs a little apart. He laid his hot palm against her naked pussy and felt the dry soft flesh.

"Just as I thought," he said. "You're not even wet, Well, we'll take care of that."

Linda was horribly embarrassed to have a man touching her down there, yet she had to admit that it felt rather pleasant when Glen began softly caressing her pussy. He ran his fingers from the soft little lump of her clit to the plump pink lips of her cunt. His finger rimmed her tiny virgin cunt mouth and trailed down to tickle the tightly-clenched mouth of her brownie.

Linda shivered and gave a soft moan. No man had ever played with her pussy before, and she was surprised to discover how nice it felt. She began to relax a little, and her silky hot thighs fell wider apart. Glen zeroed in on the soft little button of her clit, rubbing his fingertip back and forth over the supersensitive nub.

"Ummmmm," Linda murmured.

"You like that?" Glen said eagerly. "I'll keep doing it."

Linda blushed with shame. She hadn't meant to make a sound or to let him know that she liked the wicked things he was doing to her. Yet it had felt so nice, she couldn't stifle her little moan of pleasure. Now Glen worked his fingertip even faster on her hot little joy button, and Linda felt a mounting excitement. She knew it was wrong to get aroused, but, damn it, it felt so nice to have her clit tickled.

Linda began to experience a brand-new sensation, a kind of hot melting and glowing in her pussy, an urge to wriggle her hips in time to Glen's stroking finger. It took her a moment to realize that she was actually getting horny. She knew the word, but she'd never felt the sensation.

"You like this," Glen said softly, "I can tell. And I'll make it even better for you."

He took her soft little clit between his thumb and forefinger and began to knead the little scarlet button. Linda experienced an instant blast of pleasure that almost made her rise off the bed. She gasped helplessly and let her thighs fall even wider apart.

"Yes, yes, dig it, honey," Glen said excitedly. "I want you good and wet for me when we ball."

His wicked words shocked her, but Linda couldn't deny the fantastic pleasure she felt as he expertly kneaded her horny little clit. The glowing and melting sensation grew in her pussy, and she felt her whole slit swelling up and growing moist with arousal. She began to pant and give helpless little sighs of pleasure.

"Ummmmm," Linda murmured, "ummmmm!"

"Yes, baby, yes," Glen whispered, "get hot for me."

Linda was terribly ashamed that she couldn't conceal her growing horniness. She tried to keep her wriggling hips still, tried to stifle her sighs of delight, but it was no use. Glen really knew what he was doing. His expert fingers frigged her hot little clit faster and faster, and her whole body seemed to melt with pleasure.

"Oh, God," Linda whimpered.

She'd been so busy in college trying to make the best grades that she'd shut sex out of her life. She'd had no idea until now why everyone seemed so obsessed with sex. She'd had no idea how great it felt to lie in a man's arms and feel him playing with her pussy. It was the most mind-blowing pleasure of her young life.

"Now we're getting somewhere," Glen said eagerly.

Linda blushed beet red. Her aroused virgin cunt had gushed a big load of hot juice all over Glen's hand. He couldn't fail to know how horny she was, how much she was enjoying his frigging fingers. She wanted so much to control herself, but twenty-two years without sex had made her all too ready for this moment.