My first bareback happened on my very first proper fuck.
I advertised on a local classified personals website, looking for a first timer like myself, and I got a reply.
My wife knew all about this and was great about it, and suggested I bring the guy to our house, and she would go upstairs out of the way.
I told the guy and he was well up for it.
Within 10 mins of him arriving, we were sucking each others cocks.
We were both desperate to finally feel a cock inside our butts, and he fucked me first. From the front with my legs on his shoulders.
Within a couple of mins, he said he was close to cumming, so I told him to take a break while I fucked him, so we swapped places.
I too was getting close to cumming after a couple of mins fucking, so I told him to fuck me again, but this time to do it from behind with me on my hands and knees.
He did so and it felt like heaven.
I told him to ram it in hard, and after a few mins, I heard him grunt and felt him squirt it fully inside me which was amazing. He did tell me beforehand he was a big cummer!
We quickly changed places and I started fucking him from behind.
He too wanted it hard and fast and thats what he got.
In not time at all, I emptied my full load inside him.
For the rest of that night, I could feel his cum leaking out of me and it felt out of this world

was when I lost my virginity, long before AIDS; got penetrated in the dark corner of a bar by a BBC; sure felt good then, and bareback still feels great.

So wish i had a wife like yours. Mine would go berserk if she found out i liked guys, never mind meeting any for sex xx

With a neighbor man, a much older man. All the way back in the 1970s, pre-AIDS. We had been working up to the big moment. In hindsight he seduced me into thinking it was all my idea. Allowing him to touch me, to come see him in my Mom's panties, more touching. Teaching me oral, him on me first then the other way around. Teaching me that a man would cum, and I could expect this in my mouth and throat. How to relax and resist gagging. How to not panic when the cum spurted in my mouth. And finally the anal, how to get fucked. How this is what girls did for men. So I did. The fucking hurt like all hell, but the cum in my butt was an unexpected surprise and turned a scary experience into one that I wanted more. I went home sore, a little weepy eyed but secretly loving the cum oozing in and from my butt.

My first time bareback was with a much older man in his marital bed. I was dressed in his wife's undies, heels and a nighty. I was on my back as he pounded my hole, eventually seeding me. I loved it. We met many, many times over a few years before he sadly had to move, family reasons.

Love reading it. Nothing beats being bred

My first time was not on my first fuck, the guy was my third man, met at his, coffee, chat then I asked if I could use his bathroom, when I came out of the room he called me over, into his marital bed, he was naked, stroking a very nice 9 inch long thick cock, I was naked fast and licking and sucking his cock, he told me to stop as he wanted to cum, but not in my mouth, he lay me on my side straddled my leg as he lifted the other, lubed us both up and slowly but surely slow fucked me going deeper with each thrust, I was in heaven, leaking precum, which he kept wiping up with his fingers and feeding it to me, he started to go harder and faster, then said he was near, did I want him to pull out? At this point I was over the edge and just said don't you dare, just fuck me fully, with that he grunted and tried to drive his cock up and out of my mouth, then flooded me with cum, griping my cock as he did which made me cum all over his hand, it was awesome feeling him breed me like that, I ached and leaked for hours after, and could taste my cum as he had fed me from his hand, he is my memory of a fuck and breeding I won't forget, 1987 was my memory year,

It's an awesome feeling a guy breeding us gurls xx

It definitely is, I love it, have had two guys use me the same time, but that's another story.

I remember it well, think of it a lot and just wished I had gone back again for some more. I was married with kids, 27 years old, very baby faced looking and just about to leave the Navy after 10 years service. The wife was in hospital for a small operation for a few days and I farmed the kids off to the grand parents for the night and so I was free to do as I liked. Back then I didn't wear panties or dress up but I loved the feel of them and when I was overseas with the navy I used to buy (now my wife) panties for her and then get her to give me a viewing of them on her. It was a Saturday night way back in 1975 and I went into the city with the sole purpose of getting laid. I knew of a couple of pubs that were gay haunts and the first one I didn't really get any attention. I sat at a table on my own and I noticed a few times guys were eyeing me up but only one guy really made an attempt to chat me up. He was in his early 20s, very pushy and had an old guy running after him who never spoke when I did to him. Being inexperienced I knew it would be a big ask and I didn't like the way he was speaking. Left there and off to another pub, there was only a little over an hour to go to closing time. They had a small lounge area and some higher tables with stools. I sat on the lounge with a beer and looked around, nobody of any interest I could see. A couple of guys walked past me and warned me that there were gays about and be careful ? lol Well good I thought, that's what I am here for. Not much later a guy ( probably in his 40s) approached me and asked me to join him and his mates at one of the high tables. He bought me another beer and I must say I am not much of a drinker but I'd had a few by then and was feeling very relaxed. It was closing time and we were preparing to leave when he asked if I would like to come to his place for a coffee? Bingo, I knew what was coming. We walked to a car park to get his car and then he drove me to my car, then I followed him to his place. He showed me around his little flat then made a coffee. As I sat there drinking my coffee I suddenly noticed my fly was undone, I never felt him do it. That was it, he moved off to his bedroom and I followed a few minutes later. He was in a single bed, it was winter and fairly cold. I stripped off and climbed over him and got under the blankets laying between him and the wall. Being cold I snuggled up to him to keep warm but I am an affectionate guy anyway. We kissed , hugged and I fondled his cock and it was hard, then I went under the blankets and moved down to his cock and gave it a suck. At this time of my life I wasn't at all experienced in this sort of thing but having watched lots of porn I knew what I needed to do. He was very excited and before I knew it he had rolled me onto my back and climbed on top of me with his cock in my mouth and face fucked me till he cum. Never done this before but the beer had me very calm and I enjoyed the moment. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom and came back with a flannel to wipe my cum splattered face. We lay there and talked and hugged and some how it got to him wanting my butt and I was keen too. He said for me to turn over and face the wall, with that he moved in behind me and I could feel his ridged cock prodding my butt cheeks. Looking back now I didn't know what to do to help him and he didn't really guide me and it was a little clumsy. I was very thin back then, 5f 10 and 8 and a half stone, the guys in the navy said I was built like a farmers dog, I asked what was that. They said "all cock and ribs". We didn't have lube then, he had some vasaline. While he was rubbing against me I could hear him saying in a whisper, "so small, so small" Thinking back now I've often wondered if he was into young boys. With not making much progress to get into me I turned on my back and he moved to be between my legs and on top of me. I lifted my legs up to make it easier for him and he slowly managed to enter me, having been relaxed and being the first time I can honestly say it did not hurt. Only time I felt a slight pain was when I wrapped my legs around his back and tried to thrust against his cock. From what I remember he didn't last long and cum inside me. Later I couldn't believe it, he wanted more and I said it is my turn now and he jerked me off. I was so excited, the amount of cum that I threw out over him, even he made some comment about it. I left a little after that and my regret was I never got to see him again. Being married, little money and working overtime I never could get away. Yes, thinking back now all those years ago, he wasn't too much in satisfying me, it was all about him getting his rocks off. But still, I liked it that way, even now I like the passive role, always happy to please. Wasn't till later years that I got to be fucked again but they never have felt like that first time, just have to keep trying till I do.