I finally lose my virginity SeXStoRY

In September of 1968, I return to Washington University for my sophomore year. Although I dated a few ladies my freshman year, my virginity was still intact. Freshman year included a season of competitive swimming, where I first met Linda. She was going out with a diver and liked to hang around the swim team. Well, who wouldn't? Young men in the prime of life wearing at most 6 ounces of nylon and college life in 1968... yep, it was interesting. Following year her boyfriend was gone and Linda and I started hanging out together... mostly bridge and coffee. One time I shared my woes with her about the girl that I was dating at the time with whom I couldn't get past first base. I remember her saying I had to stop hanging about with younger girls--Linda was older than I by two or three years. Nothing now but a bigger deak then, Anyway, one day over bridge she invited me over to her place for dinner and, of course, I accepted. So there's fumbly young me in the apartment with a modestly attractive older girl having had a decent dinner and not having a clue as to what to do next. "Want to play strip gin", she asked? With absolutely no trace of 'cool' I stammered something. After a couple of hands and fewer clothing, she says... "Are you a virgin?" And I nod for I couldn't speak. She smiled and started taking off all her clothes and told me to do the same. I am not well endowed now and certainly wasn't any different then. But then my little dick wasn't masked by an extra 80 pounds. At 5'10'', I wore a size 44 jacket and had a 30 inch waist. So whatever little equipment I had stood out... and it sure did then. Linda started jacking me and I felt I had reached heaven. After a little bit, she said that she wasn't on the pill and that tonight wasn't a good time for us to fuck. She said I probably didn't want to be a father after the first time. I'm sure I mumbled something but haven't a clue what it might have been. What I do know is just a little bit later she said, "Oh hell, will you promise to pull out?" Mumbles from me, down on the floor she went and guided me in. I felt as if I could have lifted her with my dick it was so stiff. After about 2 or 3 minutes, she said "Aren't you going to come?" and I, even in my youth, said "I was waiting for you." Don't ask me what I was expecting her to do but since I'd been jacking for some years now without ever being with a naked woman, I was just playing it by ear. She laughed and said she had finished some time back. Whereupon I pumped a couple of more times, pulled out and shot my first load with a partner. I don't have a clue where it landed--probably ten paces over her head and five feet up the wall. :) And that was my first. My second, third and fourth were also with Linda the next time she invited me over... and then she assured me there was no risk of her getting pregnant. Ah, dear Linda, thank you for your patience and for not laughing at me. Then came Rhonda, the first time I both had good sex and fell in love. But that's a different story. By the way, if you know a 63 year old woman by name of Linda M. (I remember her name but still like discretion) who attended Washington University in St. Louis in 1968, say hi and pass along my thanks.