My First Time By Kim It was years ago, a couple of weeks after Jon and I graduated from High School. We were both and had been dating most of our senior year. I liked him a lot and we were really good friends. His parents were away that Friday night so we had rented a movie and went to his house. I said had heard that the first time was extremely painful and besides I was not on any kind of birth control. He explained that the pain was the result of stretching and tearing the tissue and if we did it very slowly and gently it would not hurt at all. He offered to tell me what to do and to show me how to do it.

. The First Time Susans eyes remained transfixed on her brothers activities. Her own hand slipped to her crotch, where her fingers sought out the nub. She used two fingers to rub herself, moistening them with the juice that freely flowed from her cunt-hole. The pleasure sensations began to engulf her even before Todds cock began to "Youre my sister." "And I want my first time to be with someone I really love. I love you, Todd." "But you are so small. What if I hurt you" Todd stalled. "I dont care. I want you to fuck me." "Okay, but dont forget that you asked for it when it hurts." Todd reached for the crate.

She the "babysitter" - more of a neighbor who kept an eye on me came over at lunch time and at other routine times. I also would have to go to her house to to check in. I then got bolder and begin to do the same thing every time I was at her house. Looking back I am sure she knew what was going on. She told me, this I do remember because I had got over being scared and was intently focused on her, "The first thing you have to do is make a woman feel good. Do you know how to do that?" I told her I did not. I had no idea at first what she meant but just started kissing her pussy lips. She went on to give me a female anatomy lesson and gave me detailed instruction

Hed be injected with a shot when he first got up and just before bed. After a couple of months, Toms body changed in ways he couldnt image before. Toms mother was pleased enough to let Tom just to wear pants. Tom didnt like cheerleading at first, but it really started to grow on him. "Give me a D!" Tom shouted. "Give me an R!" another girl shouted. "Give me and A!" yelled Toms new best friend, Karen. She started to feel like she was wasting her time trying. When she put her stuff in her locker, she turned around wildly, franticly for Tom and Steve. They were nowhere in the hall. Then a horrible noise distracted her. The principal voice came over the loud

Like they say there is a first time for everything. And most first times are really memorable experiences for someone, even if you cant remember yourself. There is the first time you crawl, the first step you take, the first tooth you get, the first tooth you lose, the first words to ever come out of your mouth, these are ones that are held more dear to a parents heart as most people can never remember them. Then there are the first time things that both you and your parents share that are unforgettable; the first day of school I remember mine because they couldnt wake me up when nap time

Luckily she was home and I had come at a good time, she had just gotten out of the shower. She had on a robe and her hair was still wet. She looked great with wet hair. At first she stood by the refrigerator while she talked but after awhile she finally sat down. I looked over the application while she talked. Linda was having trouble hanging onto the phone and her robe at the same time. And I was not helping by rubbing her arms and pushing the robe further down her body. I slowly untied the belt and allowed the robe to part, giving me the first glimpse of Lindas nude body. Linda closed her legs but with a gentle push they parted. Her breasts looked great for her

Each time I would go to her house, she would jerk me off saying she wanted to make my penis even larger each time. She taught me how to lick her clit and to put my penis between her legs, entering her with a forceful pumping action. She became like a drill sargent, making me work as hard as I could, but she would bask in her The next time I came to her house, I noticed several cars in her driveway, so feeling she had quests, I knocked on the back door. Mrs. Smythe came to the door and led me into her living room where there was a group of ladies playing cards. She introduced me as her new sex toy. I could hear the ladies say that I was too young for them and just a kid.

The first blow landed on the crotch of her upper thighs, where her fine silken legs met the round ass splayed out before him. She winced slightly, not daring to utter a sound. The next blow came before she had time to calculate its arrival, landing above the burning of his first blow. This one nipped the lips of her swollen pussy lips, causing a shudder in her deep in her soul. She closed her eyes and pushed back tears, but she knew that was useless. She would cry before this was over, she knew.

In the mean time you are kissing my neck and lips and nipples and caressing my breasts watching him lick my shaved clit. I finally just cant take anymore, I want to feel the both of you inside of me! He lays down on his back and I climb onto his rock hard cock, my pussy is so wet and so ready is completely envelopes him immediately, I start to ride Having these wonderful men cum inside of me at the same time is just too much and I cum again. We all fall exhausted, I am laying on Peter and you are behind me on your side. Once we all catch our breath we retreat to the hot tub. We drink more wine and have some finger sandwiches and just talk and we do a little kissing

You smile as I enter your house, its been a while and each time carries the same sense of expectation. You are standing there, purple silk harem pants and a diaphanous blouse, smile beaming at me, and a wicked glint in your eye. The door closes behind me, your rustle a small plastic packet before me, the deep rich Time simply ceases to be, it could have been an hour, a day, a week; all that is present is our selves, our thoughts, our bodies, and our bliss. We slump eventually, the pipe places to one side breathing slowly, deeply as if asleep, half opened eyes once more drawn to each other across the inches that are between us.