Sometimes the first time is one of the best times

Christa could have an entire novel filled with our truly wonderful relationship and sex life. I’ll be the first one to say that I should have married that one and totally fucked up by not. Probably the best looking partner, certainly the most innately sexual and by some standards, kinky. Always horny and open to almost anything. The perfect combination of young, beautiful, smart, talented and a little bit crazy.

I met Christa when she was 16 or had just turned17 (I was 35 at the time) and a senior in high school. At the time, she was best friends with a girl I had known, Dawn Marie, since she was 15. Dawn was a talented pianist and had worked on a number of shows with me as the accompanist and occasional music director. Dawn was a flirt and a horrible tease. I’ll share the most of that story another time. We were working on a show and I had to get a poster created. Dawn told me her friend, Christa, was a talented artist. She brought her along to the next rehearsal.

She showed up with Dawn as scheduled and after rehearsal we sat and talked about the show and how I felt the poster should feel and appear. At the time I was married to Sharon and we had experimented some with swinging. I don’t even think we knew the word at the time. We had just fucked with a few other people involved. I was way more into that than was Sharon, I’m sure. LOL, except those times when it was guy she wanted to find out about. Ended our marriage eventually, when you get right down to it, but I digress.

Christa had gotten what she needed to begin designing the poster and she and Dawn left about 10 that evening with Christa thanking me for giving her the chance. She’d promised she’d have something for the next rehearsal in two days time. After they’d gone Sharon and I talked a little about her and she told me that she liked Christa a lot more than Dawn. We both agreed that when she was “legal” Christa might be someone we’d like to play with. Again, I was probably more excited by that thought than was Sharon.

I’ll back up a little here. My attraction was well founded. Christa was about 5’6” tall, slim, fit (a dancer among many other talents) with a perfect apple ass, relatively small chest (I’d later learn they were 34B/C), medium length red hair and a smile that said all kinds of things whenever she’d flash it. Very outgoing once you got to know her. Quiet and demure till you did. In other words a knock out that any guy would like to have had a shot with.

Over the course of the next few months she, Sharon and I became fast friends. She was always at the house and we had numerous talks with all three of us, sometimes Dawn and sometimes just she and I. In all of that, I don’t remember when exactly, it was divulged that Sharon and I had shared sex with others from time to time. We had also learned that Christa was still a virgin save for some heavy petting with a few guys her age. When we told her about our alternative lifestyle she was intrigued and after that, when it came up in conversation it was usually from Christa asking questions. Usually with her inimitable laughter and something like ‘That’s just crazy”. I loved those responses and frankly was falling in love with this girl.

Cutting out some of the more mundane details, it soon became apparent that she was attracted to both our lifestyle and me personally. In that time I had hurt my back requiring an operation. I had to have two vertebrae trimmed and fused. At the time it was pretty major surgery. I was in the hospital for a full week and in recovery for a couple of months. A lot happened in the weeks leading up to and the months following.

Sharon was working for a new computer consulting company. One of the first retailers for Apple computers. She was gone a lot in training and on sales trips. While our conversations with Christa and the building friendship continued, the connection had become more between Christa and I although she and Sharon were definitely good friends and cared a great deal for each other.

In a lot of these talks the subject turned to sex and both Sharon and I would say the same thing to her, yes we would but not till you’re 18. The response was always, “You too worry too much.” Then a hearty laugh and on to the next topic. Many times Christa and Sharon would sit on the futon and snuggle each other. I can’t say for sure but I believe there were a number of relatively innocent kisses between all of us at different times.

The sexual tension was palpable and many times Sharon and I would fuck and talk about the naughty things we’d like to share with her. That was never forced with Sharon but I don’t think she enjoyed it as much as I did. I know for sure Christa was utterly intrigued. She certainly was the kinkiest virgin I’d met to that point. There was one later and I’m not sure who I can say was the “most.” Odd in itself but more so by her surface of one of the sweetest “good girls” you’d ever meet. Our relationship moved from the theatrical realm to singing together as I always had an amateur choir that was created to sing Christmas music to folks in care facilities. This became the focus and Christa had also become involved there. Christ she was involved with all of our lives, just that dynamic a person.

She would come to rehearsals in her Dad’s land yacht and we’d have rehearsal then she and sometimes others would hang around and talk. More often than not it was just Sharon Christa and myself and those talks would inevitably become sexual. Then as now, my preferred way to communicate was writing. Sharon and I had decided that when we could we’d love to share that part of our life with this wonderful young woman. I’d expressed that in a letter to her that I gave her at the next rehearsal. She left and headed home. Her Dad used the car the next day and Christa had forgotten the letter in the console. My writing always gets me in trouble. Of course he found it and the shit hit the fan.

Christa was at the house with her Dad’s car and there was pounding on the back door. Her dad! He confronted all of us and with written proof it was hard to deny anything. To shorten this a bit it lead to an ultimatum. “You come home with me now, never speak to these people again or you are out of the house!” We were all a bit stunned, especially Christa who was in tears. She argued that while he might be mad at her choices they were still her’s to make and he couldn’t dictate who she was friends with. That settled it. Christa just watched him walk away, turned to us and said “well, now I have to find a home.” There was no hesitation on our part. First we apologized for causing the mess to which she replied “You guys haven’t caused anything. I am here because I want to be and I got dumb and left the note in the car” This sounds all cute and romantic but it was truly our response. Sharon and I just looked at each other and nodded. Sharon said, “Welcome home.”

That was the start of 6 years with this person as first our then my partner, mate, significant other, girlfriend or whatever else you want to call it. Oddly enough, not our “lover” yet. That came a few months later. As I stated in between all of this I was injured and had to have the operation. Sharon was still with me but gone a lot for work and during the hospital stay it was Christa that was there more than anyone. This happened almost immediately after Christa’s moving in. Within weeks as I recall. It wasn’t an issue as our menage a trois relationship was gloriously happy for the first few months. Sharon was perfectly happy to allow Christa to play nurse while she worked. Christa was just that sort. One of the most caring people I’d met. I remember our first truly romantic kiss was in the hospital bed. Ironic in my mind as I still couldn’t do a damned thing about it. Not for another few weeks for my body but also she was still shy of her 18th birthday. I was 36, exactly double her age.

I was released and came home and stayed flat on my back for a few days. I had been granted disability so there was an income and no worries that way. Christa graduated (with Dawn) in this time and happened to turn 18 while Sharon was on a week long work trip. We knew this would be the case and Sharon and I had discussed that we still hadn’t been intimate. I said I didn’t know if I could wait for her to come home and she gave me full permission to do as both Christa and I saw fit. On the evening of her 18th birthday, after a small party with other theater and choir friends, the moment arrived.

I had of course seen her naked a good bit but this time was a lot more intimate as it was also the first time I had removed her clothing.

While Christa had her own room we were in Sharon and my bedroom and I undressed her, kissed every inch of her body. We had both waited a long while for this to occur and rather than most erotic stories this wasn’t a “we had wanted to for so long we just tore into each other.” I do my best to be a considerate lover and carefully read responses. Christa was obviously not lying about being a virgin. Her hymen had been broken with her own fingers long before. LOL, as she told me, she thought it was maybe when she was 10 or 11.

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