First Time

First Time

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica


Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica


From Muscles, Money, and Sex. Suzanne decides the time has come for her and her boyfriend to fuck.


From Muscles, Money, and Sex. Suzanne decides the time has come for her and her boyfriend to fuck.


Submitted: December 30, 2016

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Submitted: December 30, 2016



Suzanne sat at the kitchen table sipping coffee before getting dressed for work. She thought about tomorrow night. Greg was taking her to the Rainbow Room for dinner and dancing.

She knew the time had come.

They had hit it off on their first date; she remembered the passionate kiss at the door of her apartment that night. They had been dating for a short period but the chemistry between them was strong They enjoyed each other’s company and knew their relationship would be long term.

Funny thing. She never thought she’d date a bodybuilder. She had always thought they were too narcissistic for her taste.

When she and Diane double dated back in college, Diane was usually with a hardcore muscleguy from the gym they both belonged to or from one of the bodybuilding contests she was always attending. Suzanne occasionally dated someone from the gym who worked out to keep fit but wasn’t hardcore but it was usually someone outside the gym.

What changed her mind was meeting Dave. He may have been one of the top bodybuilders in the world but he was one of the least narcissistic persons she had ever encountered. Perhaps she had been too scornful of bodybuilders. Dating one might be worthwhile. She decided to find out.

Now she was with Greg. He had everything a woman could want: Kirk Douglas looks, successful investment banking career, charm, personality, brains, and she had to admit a magnificent body.  Thankfully, he didn’t look like the steroid monsters she found so repulsive.

For a moment, she thought about Todd and what if. Certainly, he was a terrific guy but she knew it would never have worked out.

Suzanne’s mind turned to practical matters. After dinner, she’d select her wardrobe for tomorrow night. Tomorrow morning, she’d have her hair done and get a manicure and pedicure.

She finished her coffee and after putting the coffee cup in the sink, she went back to her bedroom to dress for work.


Saturday night. Greg was picking up Suzanne at 8:00 pm. She gave herself a last minute check in the mirror. Suzanne had selected her wardrobe carefully. She wore an above the knee one shoulder black cocktail dress with red stilettos and four inch diamond earrings. Her hair was in a French twist. She had used ruby red lipstick and, of course, her best perfume.

8:00 pm. There was a knock on the door. That must be Greg, she thought. She opened the door and a tall broad shouldered tuxedo clad figure stood before her. They shared a quick kiss.

“Hello, Greg,” she said.

“Hello, Suzanne,” Greg said.” My, aren’t you lovely tonight.”

“Thank you, Greg. You’re very handsome tonight. That tuxedo does you justice.”

“Thank you. Are you ready to go?” he asked.

“Oh, yes,” Suzanne replied and grabbed her handbag.


The Rainbow Room.  The couple chatted as they looked at their menus and waited for the waiter to return with the bottle of wine Greg had ordered.

“Is this your first time here?” Suzanne asked Greg.

“Oh, yes. A co-worker told me this was a great night spot. I checked it on the ‘net and confirmed that it was so I thought we should go here tonight.

“I take it you’ve been here before?” Greg asked.

“Yes, I’ve been here a number of times,” Suzanne replied as she thought of her date with Todd.

The waiter returned with the bottle and poured two glasses of wine. He asked if Greg and Suzanne were ready to order. They replied they needed more time. He left the bottle on the table and departed.

“I need to go easy on the wine. I don’t want to be slapped with a DUI charge,” Greg said.

“Good idea,” Suzanne agreed.

“What does we toast to?” Greg asked.

“To our future,” Suzanne replied.

They toasted and sipped their wine. “This wine is excellent,” Greg declared.

“Yes, it is,” Suzanne agreed. “It must have been a very good year.” She paused. “When I was younger, I drank sweet wines but a boyfriend turned me on to dry wines. That’s all  I pretty much drink now.”

“I never cared for sweet wines, so dry wines were it for me,” Greg said.

The waiter returned; Greg and Suzanne give him their orders. Their meals soon arrived. “How’s your filet mignon?” Suzanne asked.

“Excellent. Just the way I like it,” Greg answered. “And your prime rib?”

“Very delicious,” Suzanne informed him.

They finished their dinners and the waiter cleared the table. After a few minutes of small talk, Suzanne asked, “Why don’t we get out on the floor and dance?”

“I’d love to,” Greg said.

As they left their table, Greg and said, “I enjoy dancing. I’ve been dancing since junior high school.

“Do you enjoy dancing?” he asked.

“Oh, yes. I’ve enjoyed it ever since my parents got me dance lessons for my Bat Mitzvah party.”

“Did you have a good time?”

Suzanne smiled. “I had a great time.”

On the dance floor, Suzanne wrapped her arms around Greg and held him close. Her head rested on his shoulder and she could feel his hard body under his clothes.

As Greg danced with Suzanne, he felt a hand run up and down his back. My, he thought, she is really coming on to me. Suddenly, he heard the dark haired beauty whisper in his ear, “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” he replied.

They danced the night away holding each other close, Suzanne resting her head on Greg‘s shoulder.

When the couple returned to their table. Greg said, “It’s been a great night,”

“Yes, it has and it’s not over yet,” Suzanne said as she put a foot on her boyfriend’s crotch.

“I’m certainly not surprised by this,” Greg commented.

“I didn’t think you would be, “Suzanne replied as she pressed her foot down. She grinned wickedly as she felt a hard-on under her foot. “Ah, I got a rise out of you.”

Greg grinned back. “There’s only one question left.”

“Your place,” Suzanne replied immediately.


Greg and Suzanne walked down the corridor to his apartment. Their arms were around each other’s waist. At the door, as Greg reached for his key, Suzanne wrapped her arms around his waist and nuzzled him. “Ouch,” Greg cried out in mock pain as Suzanne sank her teeth in his ear. “You are really frisky tonight,” he said.

“You ain’t seen nothing yet, sweetheart,” Suzanne replied in a sultry tone.

The door open, Greg carried Suzanne over the threshold. He put her down and closed the door. He carried her into the bedroom  and she placed her handbag on the bureau. They embraced and shared a long open mouthed kiss. Greg nuzzled Suzanne’s shoulder and neck. “How does that feel?” he asked.

“Delightful,” was the reply.

After the embrace, Greg removed his bow tie and jacket while Suzanne removed her stilettos. Greg next removed his shirt, socks, and shoes. His pants undone, they dropped to his ankles and he stepped out of them.  Suzanne grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt. “Bend over, sweetheart,” she said.  Greg complied and Suzanne slipped it off. When he straightened up, she looked at his pecs and abs hungrily and her tongue slowly ran across her lips.

She turned around and said, “Unzip me.” Greg unzipped her dress; she wiggled out of it and kicked it aside. Clad in her one shoulder bra, panties and stocking, Suzanne turned around and faced her boyfriend. Greg ogled her legs as she slowly slipped off her stockings.

Greg looked on as Suzanne moved her right foot sideways and lifted her heel. “What do you think?” she asked as he gazed at the flexed calf.

“I am impressed,” he replied. “That’s quite a calf you have there.”

“Feel it,” she commanded.

Greg bent over and ran his fingertips over the muscle and gripped it tightly. He felt its hardness under his hand. Suzanne relaxed her calf and Greg stood up. “I didn’t know you wanted me to worship your muscles. Not that I’m complaining, mind you.”

“I just wanted you to see the results of all of the work I’ve done,” Suzanne said.

‘It certainly gives me a greater appreciation of your beautiful body,” he told her. Suzanne smiled at the compliment.

Greg reached around and unhooked Suzanne’s bra. He removed it and gazed at Suzanne’s breasts. “What beautiful boobs you have, my love,” he said as he fondled them.

Greg let go and Suzanne offered him a breast. “Kiss it; suck it,” she urged. Greg showered it with kisses and his mouth closed over the nipple. "Suck, sweetheart, suck,” he heard her urge him on as he sucked furiously. He dropped the breast from his mouth and kissed the other one repeatedly. He took in his mouth  and he heard Suzanne’s voice. “Suck away, sweetheart, suck away.” as he again sucked furiously. Sated, he dropped the breast. Suzanne wrapped her hands behind Greg’s neck and he took her in his arms. As they shared another long kiss, Suzanne thrust her tongue into Greg’s mouth.

Their mouths parted and the dark-haired woman kissed Greg’s pecs over and over. He felt Suzanne grip them tightly and her mouth suck his nipples. She stopped sucking and let go of the muscles. As her fingers ran over his chiseled abs, her nipples stiffened and her heart pounded rapidly.

Greg looked at her swollen nipples. “Do your nipples always get like that?” he asked.

“Only with a special guy,” Suzanne replied.

“Compliment accepted,” Greg said.

“Front double biceps,” she commanded. Greg brought up his arms and his biceps bulged up. Suzanne ran her hands over the peaks and murmured, “Delightful.” After showering them kisses, she hanged from a biceps. Dropping to the floor, Suzanne knelt down and hugged Greg’s thigh tightly. She kissed it repeatedly and caressed the inside and front of it. Greg felt his hormones surge and an erection coming on .She stood up and faced Greg. He lifted her overhead down and down. As he lowered down, she wrapped her legs around his and they shared another long kiss. Suzanne dropped to the floor and said, “Turn around, sweetheart. She wrapped her arms around Greg’s waist and nuzzled his shoulder and neck. As she sank her teeth into his earlobe, Suzanne put her hand on his crotch and purred, “You have a hard-on.” She slid her hands into Greg’s briefs and fondled his erection. “You’re getting big and hard, sweetheart,” she again purred. “I like it like that.”

Suzanne climbed up on Greg’s shoulders. She played with his blond hair as he did a double biceps and a lat spread. She slid off his shoulders and faced him. “I’m on the pill. If you want a condom, I have one in my handbag.”

Greg thought, This is a girl who certainly plans ahead. “No, thank you. I’ll pass since you’re on the pill.”

“Suit yourself,” Suzanne replied. A lascivious look crossed her face. “Pull down my panties, sweetheart.” Greg knelt and showered her navel and abdomen with kisses, then slid Suzanne’s panties down to her ankles. She stepped out of them and also knelt saying, “Let’s see how much you stick out,” she slid off his briefs and exposed his huge erection. She grazed at it in awe. “Sweetheart,” she said in a hushed tone, “if that was a tree branch, I’d love to straddle it.”

Suzanne stood up and Greg stepped out of his briefs. “Carry me to the bed,” she told him. Greg scooped up his girlfriend in his muscular arms and gently placed her on the bed. Suzanne told Greg to sit down and she knelt behind him. Her hands closed around his upper arms. Greg felt a something rubbing his back. “What are you doing back there?” he asked. “It’s my boob rub,” she explained. “How do you like it?”

“Delightful,” was the immediate reply

Suzanne stopped rubbing Greg’s back; she reached down and fondled his erection. “I want to make sure you’re big and hard,” she purred. “There we are, big and hard, just the way we like it, don’t we?”

“Lie down,” she said. She gazed at her boyfriend’s nude, muscular body, its magnificence sent an immense surge of passion through her and her rigid nipples became almost unbearably painful. Suzanne lay on the bed and Greg slid on top of her. Suzanne moaned in pleasure as Greg penetrated her and she wrapped her arms around him tightly as he rose and fell. Suddenly, she moaned loudly and a moment later, Greg cried, “I’m coming.”

Greg rolled off Suzanne and lay still for a moment. He glanced at her; she lay still with a look of bliss on her face. He sat on the edge of bed and took a couple of deep breaths. He felt Suzanne sitting next to him. “Sweetheart, that was marvelous,” she said as she placed her arm around his waist. “You really know how to hump a woman.”

Greg put his arm around her shoulder and gave her a quick kiss. “It helps to have a very beautiful and very charming woman as a partner.”

“Flattery will get you everywhere,” Suzanne replied with a twinkle in her eye. She then gave him a long kiss.

“Time to call it a night, my love,” Greg said and yawned. “I’ve got to get you home tomorrow morning.”

“Right,” Suzanne agreed. As they slid under the sheets, Suzanne said, “It was a great evening, dinner, dancing, and fucking. It doesn’t get any better than that.”


Morning. Suzanne awoke and looked at the sleeping man beside her. Just as she was about to awaken him, Greg’s eyes opened.

“Good morning. How did you sleep?” she asked.


“Like a log” was the reply. “And you?’

“Like a baby,” Suzanne replied. She got out of bed and stretched. “Is there a robe here?” she asked.

“In the closet,” Greg answered.

Suzanne put on the robe and went to the bathroom. Greg pulled on his t-shirt and briefs, then pulled out a shirt and blue jeans out of the closet. He finished dressing when the toilet flushed and Suzanne came out. Greg went to the bathroom and a few minutes later rejoined Suzanne.

“I’m making breakfast. Do you want anything?” he asked.

“I’ll have coffee, orange juice, and a ham and cheese omelete.” Suzanne answered.

“Coming right up,” Greg said as he headed for the kitchen.

Suzanne sat down at the dining table. Soon the smell of coffee brewing filled the air. Greg placed a pitcher of orange juice and two glasses on the table. A moment later, he brought two coffee cups and a pot of coffee. “I’ll bring our omelets soon,” he said. As she waited, Suzanne poured a cup of coffee and sipped it.

Shortly, Greg placed two plates on the table. He sat down and poured himself a cup of coffee and both ate their breakfast.

“How’s the omelet?” Greg asked.

“Delicious. Where did you learn to cook like this?” Suzanne asked.

“When I attended the Wharton School of Business, I lived in an off campus apartment and cooked my own meals. I got more and more interested in cooking and I learned the fine art of gourmet cooking,” Greg told her.

“Wow!” Suzanne exclaimed. “A gourmet cook? I would never have believed it.”

“I can show you some recipes if you wish,” Greg offered.

“Oh! Yes, please do. It would be a lot of fun.”


Breakfast over, the couple cleared the table and placed everything in the dishwasher. Suzanne took off the robe and put on her bra and panties. She slid her stockings on and stepped into her stilettos.

“I’m going to the Mid-City Gym this afternoon for a workout, if you want you can join me,” Greg said.

“I’d love to but I can’t. My parents and I are going to White Plains to visit my cousin and his family,” Suzanne replied.

Greg had put on socks, a pair of running socks, and a short jacket.

Suzanne had put on her dress and Greg said, “I’ll zip it up for you.”

“Thank you,” Suzanne replied.

After Greg zipped up her dress, he wrapped his arms around Suzanne’s waist and nuzzled her. She broke free and as she slapped at him playfully, she laughingly said, “Greg! You are incorrigible.”

Greg grinned. “Yes, I am incorrigible.” Suzanne grabbed her handbag and the couple left.


The elevator opened and hand in hand Greg and Suzanne walked to her apartment door. Suzanne wrapped her hands behind Greg’s neck and he took her in his arms. After a long kiss, she said, “Goodbye, Greg. I’ll call you when I get back from White Plains.”

“I’ll be waiting for it. So, goodbye for now, my love.”

Suzanne closed the door and sat down on the sofa. It’s time for Greg to meet my parents, she thought.




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