I am a woman in my fifties, from Finland and happily married to the same man for over thirty years. We have two lovely daughters and one son, the eldest of whom has already moved into her own apartment with her boyfriend. I have been very sexually active and always easily seduced, especially if alcohol has played a role, so it is no wonder that all our children have different fathers. Only one of them is probably fathered by my husband. But alcohol has nothing to do with this loss of my virginity. I had just turned 18 and started dating a boy a year older, who later became my loving husband.
The Finnish summer was warm and we headed to the beach, me, my boyfriend and our friends, three boys and two girls. We spread our blankets on the beach and lay there sunbathing. During our month-long relationship, my boyfriend and I had already managed to caress each other, give each other groping kisses and we did quite a bit of that while we were on the blanket. We hadn't had actual sex yet. I had already wondered for the first time what it would feel like when someone shoved his penis inside me and pierced my hymen and made me a woman. And of course whether it would just be a painful experience or maybe even a pleasurable moment? The boys wanted to go swimming and we girls stayed on the blankets to lie down and sunbathe.
As I lay there with my eyes closed I heard voices next to us. Someone else had also decided to come to the beach which was already relatively well populated. Of course I opened my eyes and because the sun was shining I could see nothing but a dark figure who was sitting on his own blanket. I turned myself onto my stomach so my eyes could get used to the bright sunshine and I could see the person who had come next to us. He was a very tanned man, black hair, a short black beard and chest hair, maybe from some Mediterranean country. Our eyes met and I saw his really dark, almost black eyes. He greeted with a nod and you greeted back with just a brief "hello".
After maybe 5 minutes of silence, the man asked in a slightly accented voice if I happened to know the temperature of the water. He said he might go swimming if the water wasn't too cold. I replied that I didn't know, but my boyfriend will probably come back from swimming soon so he can tell me. The man smiled and said that he wasn't surprised at all that such a beautiful woman had a boyfriend. I must have turned bright red in the face and silently thought in my mind that he thought I was beautiful, and a woman even though I was just a young girl with small breasts and hair that had only started growing a year earlier. Although I always shaved them off, keeping my pubic hair free. When I thought about what the man had said, I felt myself blushing even more.
Now, as an adult and much wiser, I realize of course that the man was an experienced seducer and had a very clear goal. To get his hands on the young girl's sweet spot. But back then, at 18, I couldn't think like that. Noticing my blushing, the man continued to praise the beauty of my face and even mentioned something about my small breasts. Then my boyfriend and the boys returned from swimming, made a big fuss and one even shook the water out of their hair on me.
When the man noticed it, he immediately took his towel and came next to me and started drying me. At the same time, he "accidentally" touched one of my breasts and while drying my thighs, he also touched my pubic mound. Then the situation calmed down and he returned to his own blanket and the boys also calmed down in their own places. He asked which one of them was my boyfriend and after hearing that, he asked about the temperature of the water. Since it was only the beginning of summer, the water was only 19°c, which he thought was far too cold. We talked about this and that for a while until he heard that we had only been dating for less than a month and he led the topic to sex. First he asked if we had kissed, then if we had gotten to know each other better. He asked if we had done "it" and how experienced we were. Had we perhaps made love to someone before we started dating. My boyfriend was a bit more reserved but after we had talked for a while about what we had and hadn't done, he told us that he had seen and touched my classmate's pussy. He had never told me that and I must have looked a bit incredulous, downright shocked.
The man noticed the look on my face and said it was completely natural, at a certain age boys want to get to know girls' anatomy and girls boys'. I asked my boyfriend when it had happened and how it felt. He replied that it had happened about a year earlier, and that it had happened when my boyfriend's older brother had fucked my classmate. He had secretly looked through the crack in the door and when my brother had taken off the condom after fucking her, he was caught peeping. His brother had opened the door and was about to throw the used condom into the toilet. His brother had not been angry but had laughed and asked if he wanted to try it. My classmate had let him look and touch it but that was all.
My boyfriend said that watching it had been exciting and arousing. All this talk about sex and my boyfriend's confession to voyeurism had its consequences of course. There was a dark stain on my light blue bikini because my pussy was wet, and of course the man had noticed it too. Then he asked me directly. Would I like to go with him to one of the small changing rooms on the beach? And to my boyfriend he said "you can come and listen outside".
Now it was my boyfriend's turn to be surprised and goofy because I said yes. Without saying anything else, the man started walking towards the furthest changing room which was a little further away from the other rooms. I got up and followed the man, the others stayed on the blankets, because apart from my boyfriend no one else had participated in the conversation and they didn't know what was going on. The man went in first and after a little hesitation I did too. The room was dark, the light came only from one small window and numerous holes in the walls. Since the room was small, we stood and the man said something in a language that I didn't understand. He stroked my cheek and leaned in to kiss me. I felt shivers, my first kiss from a grown man. His hands roamed my body with determination, my small breasts got attention and I was like melted wax.
I didn't resist when he opened the straps of my bikini, exposed my breasts and took one of my nipples in his mouth, biting gently. I sighed and tried to feel the man's swimming trunks, which already had a big bulge. The man got down on his knees, kissed my stomach, stuck his tongue in my belly button and at the same time opened the straps of my bikini bottom, revealing a small hairless pussy that no other adult man or boy had ever seen before. My parents and siblings were in the sauna, of course, but those were completely different situations. Inexperienced and a first-time user, I froze in place, I couldn't do anything but sigh. Suddenly the man turned me over, pushed my upper body down and made me lean on the bench with my hands. I was standing with my butt up and he told me to spread my legs a little. I was incredibly excited and then I felt something big and warm touch my pussy.
I was really wet and he started to press inside me, my small labia spread to their limits as the big head of his cock penetrated irresistibly, opening my virgin pussy. Just as I realized that my virginity was about to be lost, the man's cock pushed inside me, tearing the thin membrane like wet tissue. I screamed, it hurt like hell. It felt like someone had stuck a knife inside me and then his cock was completely inside me, pressing against my uterus. Something dripped down my inner thighs and he slowly started to pull out then push himself back inside me, accelerating the back and forth motion all the time and the big meaty head of his cock touched some sensitive spot, making me tingle every time. I moaned as he picked up the pace, holding my hips and fucking me, a first-time girl with tears streaming down her eyes, not caring about anything but his own pleasure.
My pussy hurt and I moaned and moaned out loud as his cock swelled and stretched the remnants of my hymen and he fucked my now former virgin pussy mercilessly. Suddenly he started jerking, pushing himself really deep a few times and I felt something warm pulsing inside me. He stayed inside me and his cock pulsated inside me, slowly shrinking until he pulled out, letting the bloody semen drip down my already blood-streaked thighs. He lifted me up, turned me over and kissed the tears off my cheeks. Then he took off my bikini bottom, dried his cock on it and opened the door, taking the bikini with him. Outside the door was my boyfriend, who would become my husband, and who in turn came into the booth. He looked at me with wide eyes, unable to say anything. I couldn't say anything either, so instead I turned my back on him, bent over and leaned against the bench, offering myself to him.
The silence continued, but then I felt his touch on my ass, and next the slightly smaller but really hard young boy's cock pressed inside me. Ignoring my sore pussy, my boyfriend thrust for maybe 15-20 quick thrusts, maybe just 20 seconds, and I felt his throbbing cock release semen inside me again. My boyfriend's cock didn't shrink like a man's cock before, but remained stiff as an iron bar. I touched the stiff organ, which was slimy and a little bloody from his recent visit to my pussy. I moved his foreskin back and forth while jerking off, and suddenly his cock shot out a stream of semen, some of which flew onto my face and even into my other eye. I stopped jerking off and instinctively wiped my eye, not realizing that my hands were already covered in semen and my pussy secretions from my boyfriend's jerking off. And now there was that and semen on my face. It stung my eye and I couldn't leave the locker room naked, so I told my boyfriend to get my towel and water bottle from the blanket, which he ran to get. I tried to clean myself as best I could with just a little water and a towel. I could have gone to the lake to clean myself, but since the man had taken my bikini, I couldn't.
Wrapped in a towel, I returned to the blanket where the others were still lying and sunbathing. One of the girls sat and watched as I came closer and noticed how semen and a little blood were dripping down one of my legs. She sighed with wide eyes and was about to ask something when I put my index finger to my lips, silently asking her to be quiet, which she did with a smile. I went to "change" my clothes even though there was nothing to change because the bikini belonged to a man who had packed his things and left while I was in the changing room with my boyfriend. The rest of the time, I was dripping semen until I got home. The ride home on the bike was surprisingly painful even though there was enough lube between my thighs.