The First Time

You are a young, hungry and frightened female wearing animal skins and traveling over a dry rocky landscape 0n foot alone. It has been weeks since your people were scattered after an attack from another large group of aggressive humans. You speak no known language. You have only basic survival skills, foraging, scavenging and thieving. It is an early fall morning, but getting warmer as you search for water, food and some kind of shelter before the weather or an enemy tribe catches you alone and defenseless. You are worried, but unafraid as you move quietly and warily down to a stream, a few valleys away from the land you are familiar with. You eat some berries and the occasional lizard while make your way along the walls of the canyon, keeping your eye out for dangerous beasts or humans. You peek over the rocks, and sneak through the foliage as you finally make it to the waters edge. You cup your hands and drink for a long while…

It is getting closer to the time of shivering, you decide to go downstream, treading water and fail at fishing with your bare hands, as you make your way from pool to pool. As the cliff walls close in you approach a tall waterfall, and from a rock precipice, you see below, a group of men at it’s base. You freeze, as you are already too close. Sure enough, another set of human eyes have spotted you. He too is a young male on the other bank of the river and he holds a long straight stick, with a sharp stone point tied onto the tip. You have seen this “weapon” before when it was used against your family. It scares you but the boy does not raise the spear in a threatening manner, he instead holds a finger to his mouth and points upstream with the stick. He wears what appears to be an animal skin bag with what must be nuts and seeds inside it. That is your first hope; your second wish is that he is friendly as well.

You can’t easily go down the waterfall, nor climb up the cliff, so in your first display of submission, you go upstream, with the boy in tandem, keeping his eye on you and the spear used only as a walking stick. You reach a pool and there he crosses over to your side of the water. He lays the spear down, and then holds out a handful of edible seeds with a welcoming gesture. You decide you are in no danger from him, and accept the offering of food. You eat it slowly, while the boy too, eats a portion of his food. You are thinking what is next, and the boy is a few thoughts ahead of you on that score. He belongs to a gathering of nomads, and there are older, stronger men who may or may not accept this new visitor the way he would like her to be. His first instincts are to get to know this new girl before he decides what to do. It is mid day now and very hot. The boy undresses and jumps in the refreshing water and turns and gestures for her to join him. She does the same and jumps in the water, they soon are giggling and teasing each other with splashes of water. For the first time she feels something she has never felt within her now lost family. She feels drawn to him in a different way than a child is to her father. She wants to be near this male, touch him and experience contact with him. There is nothing telling her not to do this. He is as attracted to her, as she is to him. The virgins meet in the center of the pool and explore each other’s bodies with their hands, fingers and then their lips.

The excitement of touching each other in this way escalates to what can only be called wild expression. She is overwhelmed with wanting to be fulfilled, and he too, only feels like releasing his desire for her, by driving his now very erect member into her. Soon their bodies are entwined, and slippery folds repeatedly surround firm flesh, again and again. Passion encourages them both as the water’s waves only slow them down a little. He carries her to the sandy shoreline and lays her down on her back, and they never lose a beat. A short lifetime of desire is compressed into one pulsating moment, and soon she feels a very satisfying explosion within her center, for him, an exciting rush of fluid shoots from his erection into her depths. Their hearts pumping furiously, until he is spent, eventually they rest, and reason replaces the carnal flood overflowing from their souls. They lie for only a short while, before they separate and then gather their belongings. She follows the boy upstream, and they traverse an adjoining ridge and descend into the next canyon. The couple is now on their own.

The First Time

Mark Ramstead

Temecula, United States

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