I had sex with sisters …

I had sex with sisters, at different times (unfortunantly). The first was perfectly ripe with nice big fluffy breasts that bounced everytime I would slide into her. She would french kiss but would just stick her tounge in like a stick. she had a cool smile that would curl up on the corners in a way that was very exciting. The other sister I met later was skinny with a mouth that was a bit wider but had the most attractive lips, I know its odd but it made for a very attractive look. She was a lot skinnier with a fairly flat chest. It was odd to see that much difference between sisters. I confess that I truly enjoyed researching genetics.

Sleepover in a field

One night me and my friends were having a sleepover in a field. We played dares and I was dared to kiss one of my friends. We kissed and it felt great, our lips moving together.

Later on we went to bed. I was in a tent on my own. After a bit the tent door opened. It was the girl I had kissed earlier. She came in and lay on top of me, and kissed me hard on the mouth. Her toungue slipped into my mouth and we kissed for a long time.

After a while she broke the kiss and moved down. she found my dick and kissed the tip of it. Then she slowy began to suck it. It felt incredible. I soon came in her mouth and she kissed me again, and I could taste my cum in her mouth.

Then I started squeezing her tits, which felt great. We stripped each other off, and lay feeling each others bodies. I sucked and licked her tits, and I could hear her moaning softly. Then I moved down and started to lick her pussy. It was wet and hot, and as I licked it she started moaning. The she said "f*** me... I need you inside me"

So I lay on top of her, and slowly went inside her. It was brilliant, and she let out a gasp. I thrust deeper, and began to go up and down, in and out. We kissed again, tongues entwining.

I pulled out before I came and once again cummed in her mouth. After that we lay together and kissed for a while, before going to sleep in each others arms naked.

Dreaming about eating a girl

Im a strict christian and would be against my religion to go about being lesbian. I cant help myself but i dream about eating a girl out and sucking her nipples. I go on sites and search up lesbians it seems so fun. Last week my lesbian friend and i were alone and she thought it would be fun if we did it so I ate her out. I enjoyed it i sucker her hershey kiss plump nipples, whispered naughty things in her ears, she licked my clitoris and made me cum and it was so much fun. Her clit was so yummy, i shoved a dildo in her, then rode her like a horse it was amazing the fun we had. We had shower sex in her pool, it was sensual. Ever since i have been to her house every other day to have lesbian sex. I guess i am lesbian. Now i am afraid to tell my friends and family and I am sinning and i go to church and praise the lord when all i am is a lie. Now that i have confessed here i feel so much better and now i feel like i am a clean lesbian and can go on fucking my friend... Love Kathy.

Drinking before Slamming

Me and my wife have been married for 6 years now. She has always been a very sweet and innocent. All and all a very shy person. When we met she would not where any clothes that showed cleavage. She did not drink, smoke, cuss, or face it, any thing for that matter. pretty ordinary.

Well after we were married a couple years I convinced her to take some nude photos. She is a very smooth woman with huge 46DD Breast. That's when it all started to change.

After that she started feeling more confident and started wearing looser clothes, and now her tits and ass just spill out of her clothes revealing all her goodies for everyone to enjoy. Still shy and reserved, she hasn't changed much, except I have introduced her to alcohol. And let me tell you she gets pretty sexual when she has a few drinks. On top of that she has been dressing skimpy lately and showing off alot around a freind of mine. Well me being the prick I am I figured I will see how dirty this little tease would get. I primed my freind by showing him the pics she posed for and he agreed that she needs a good hard fucking that she has never gotten. We decide to have a few drinks TOGETHER one night. She agreed seeing as how it had been a rough week. Only she did not knwo how far we intended for it to go.

She was dressed pretty hot that night and me and my freind were bulging because only WE knew what we were going to do. I know it is probably wrong but you only live once.

Well after a fifth of rum and a few tequila slammers, she was getting lose and being the tease that she is, kept bending over so we could get a good shot of her ass and once again, her tits were hanging out of her shirt. She was so hot. One problem. I am the only one for her. This set our plan back a little bit. Alot actually. It was time to move on to plan B.

The next slammer I made her was when I drug out the good stuff. Her being as strait as an arrow and never doing any kind of drug in the world, I decide to slip a xanax into this drink, definatley making it her stiffest drink of the night. She started getting real sluggish after about 15 minutes and before we knew it, she had that look in her eye that we had been waiting on. Totally clueless. she laid down on the bed saying that she was dizzy and had that glazed look in her eye. I figured i would do the first test. I went over and asked if she was alright and she mumbled, yea. I then asked her how she was feeling and she again replied with , yeah. That was our cue.

I immediatly took her shirt off and she did not object as it was very hot. I started playing with her tits and said to her that she is going to get it good tongiht. All she could seem to do is say yeah or uh huh. My freind watched in amazement, he has know her for years and couldn't belive what he was seeing, that it was actually happening. I pulled her shorts off and her drugged naked body was laying there, she had no idea what was going on. I pulled one of her legs up and told my freind to come get a taste of this pussy. He instantly fell to his knees and stated eating her as I fondled her tits. She actually responded and started rubbing her clit. I said ya you like that dont you you little slut. she again said uh huh. I then informed her that she was going to get it everyway she deserves. I told her if you want to flaunt it, your going to give it up.

We then rolled her over on her belly to where her big juicy ass was facing us. She tried to object but We had gotten this far, it wsnt an option by now. She didn't put up to much of a fight. My freind asked her how she likes being fucke in the mouth. She mumbled "Fuck My Mouth" and that he did. I she was taking his cock in her mouth I spanked her ass hard yelling at her, " Your a dirty little slut aren't you?. I had never gotten anl before from her. THis time, I didn't have to ask. Without any lub, I rammed my cok up her ass and she grunted. I beat her ass so hard that is was turning red as my freind continued to facefuck her. She started to respond again for a sec, i thougth she knew what was happening. She was still hazyeyed but had a hold of his balls and was sucking furiously on his dick. I was pounding her ass with my cock and beating the shit out of her and she was moaning louder than I ever had heard. My freind couldnt hold it anymore. Now for a girl that dont swallow, she sure swallowed his cum like a good little slut. When I seen this I had to get in on it myself. I took my bloody fecal covered shaft and shoved it into her once innocent mouth, and blasted my load so hard down her throat and gushed out her nose just as quick. She gagged and choked and I stopped and left her alone for a minute. She laid there and moaned, Cried a little. and went to sleep.

Hot Librarian

I am 30 years old and i like wearing short dress. i am working in a library so not many of visitors came in to read. one day, when i went into the bathroom, my panty was accidentally wet. since my dress was knee length, i desided to hung it and work around with out wearing a panty. a cute guy came in and looking for a book that is located at the top most of the shelve. i got into the ladder as high as i can i was aware that i was not wearing any panty and the guy down stairs is staring on my butt. after i get the book he handed me a note, he said his friend wants to meet a pussy. ohh i laugh my cheeks got hot and i let him inside my mini office. it was during day break so i close the library, i was shock when he agressively pull my dress up, sat me on top of the table and astride my tigh.he then licked my clit and i let go a soft moan. he put his pants down and let out his big dick. i said im scared its big i might not get it inside my pussy. he said I will take it easy. and slowly, he pushed inside. i was hurting but lately its amazing we began to sway back and forth. i came once and he said thats not enought, he wants more. i said yes and we do it for an hour. finally i said its almost 2:00pm the library will open, i stood up and he began to grab me and astride my legs and do me doggy style i was really hurting now but i came twice. he went out after that and he was back in the evening to fetch me but instead we had another sex on top of the desk with the books i was gathering. he said he was a sex lover after that i went to the bathroom to get my panty. he went inside too and give me another sex it was teriffic. in his car, after we ate, he licked my pussy because it hurts. i came twice. he gets me home and tell me to have sex again soon.

Exibitionist

When my wifes mother died a year and a half ago we were obligated to take in her youngest sister who was 12 at the time. We had only been married a short time and don't have any kids. I wasn't to happy about Amanda living with us since I knew it would put a damper on our life style. My wife is a paramedic and works different hours each week, but we did go out often and away on weekends. I also knew I would have to babysit Amanda often if my wife was on night work. After the first few weeks I started to notice what a nice little figure she had and she didn't seem to mind if I saw her in her pajamas or underware. I was also accustom to being in my underware when I got home from work. Even when my wife was home at night it didn't seem to bother any of us and my wife never brought up the subject. So I just continued to wear my underware in the evenings since I never wore PJ's and my wife I continued to sleep nude everynight. When my wife was on the day shift she always got up to wake her sister for school. When she worked nights I would wake up Amanda so she wouldn't miss the bus. Lots of times Amanda would be awake already and come in our room to wake up my wife. She never did when my wife was on the late shift. I know she saw me naked in bed occasionally and at first I would cover up when I knew she was in the room. One morning I was still half asleep with no covers over me. Thats when I realized she was just standing ther looking at my penis without waking up my wife right away. I never thought of myself as an exibitionist but did enjoy her looking at me. I squinted enough to see her looking me over, letting her think I was still asleep. It must have been at least 5 minutes before she woke up my wife, thats when I pulled the covers over me. I couldn't help but get an erection from it and know Amanda saw it. Since it is generally warm where we live I still intentionally sleep nude without covering myself. Frequently I would anticipate her coming in the room and would lay in different positions to expose myself to her. I started masturbating just thinking about it. I feel guilty doing it but am so turned on I expose myself to her every chance I get. I even leave my bedroom door open enough for her to see me naked when I know she is in the hallway. When I go in to wake her in the mornings I often look her over first even though she does have panties and a top on. I often go in her room with my bathrobe open acting like I'm still sleepy and grogy. When I know she is in the shower I knock first and tell her I have to get something and usually back in like I'm not looking at her. There is a mirror on the inside of the bathroom door and I know how to position it so I can see her. So far she hasn't objected and hopefully doesn't realize what I'm doing. I've seen her naked many times and continue to take every oppurtunity I get. Her bedroom is across the hall from mine and numerous times I have seen her peeking at me with her door cracked open. All I can see is one of her eyes but do know shes watching me. I leave my door open enough and dry myself in front of her after I shower. Otherwise, if I know she is looking in I will undress and just stand around naked for awhile. When I do this I usually say something to her like I thought she was downstairs watching tv or out with her friends. I often get erections when I'm exposing myself to her and often wonder what she is thinking. I'm sure she knows about erections and probably knows a lot more than I give her credit for. I even wonder sometimes if she has masturbated yet and know there is a few neighborhood boys she likes. As much as I like seeing her naked it arouses me even more when I now she sees me that way. I don't want her to find out that I puposely do this and hope she doesn't think I am. My wife knows Amanda sees me in my underware often but is unaware of what I do, especially when she is at work. Amanda is generally modest and doesn't wear very sexy clothes. During the evening hours however some of her PJ's and nightshirts are fairly skimpy. Many times I get a glimpes at her panties and the outline of her nipples through the PJ's or shirt and know she isn't wearing a bra. Her breast are pretty well developed and quite a number of times I was able to see she has pubic hair. My wife never tells her what to wear and is oblivious to the fact that Amanda excites me. Now that she has been living with us so long I'm glad she does. I no longer complain about her moving in but give my wife the impression that I don't pay much attention to Amanda. Which is quite the opposite. I not only expose myself and take advantage of seeing her naked as often as possibe, but also masturbate thinking of it. I have considered letting Amanda see me masturbate but haven't as yet and probably won't. It would be to obuious of what I'm doing to let her see me jerk off. If I did she might realize how she has affected me and start avoiding me. That is something I don't want to happen. 

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In bed with my stepdaughter

I've been with my girlfriend for five years. Her daughter lives with us every summer. She and I have always gotten along very nicely and I love her very much. Her mother and I have not been getting along. She works nights and ignores both of us. Kelly's 18th birthday was in july and I arranged her friends and family to surprise her and she was. Her mom left for work right after the surprise and I pretty much left her alone with her friends for the night. After the party she came to me and hugged me and thanked me profusely. I had one more surprise left. My friend gave me three bottles of champagne (high end) and I told her I wanted to share a toast with her. I poured two glasses and told her how much I loved her and what a wonderful woman she had become. We clinked glasses and drank. We sat on my bed and talked and finished two bottles. I normally don't drink and laid on the bed. She laid down beside me and we both fell asleep. I woke up to a beautiful young girl kissing me. I was not really clear but suddenly I realized I was in bed with my stepdaughter. She caressed my tongue with hers and I didn't care. We pulled off each others clothes and began to make love. I love hardcore sex but this was as romantic as anything I have experienced before. She ground her pussy on my hard dick and I shot my strong stream of sperm into her tight vagina. She wasn't done and straddled my face with her sweet cunt. I licked and sucked and felt her pussy convulse with her big orgasm and tasted all her juices. She changed positions and kissed me with her taste on my lips. I told her Happy Birthday and she said I love you, daddy! 

Obsessed with his mother

I'm a male, 28 years old, and I'm obsessed with my mother. She just turned 50, and yeah, her hair's turning grey, and she's got a few wrinkles, but her body's still smoking hot, and she's got the most gorgeous eyes! All day long, all I can think about is getting her into bed and making hot, sweet love to her! About a year ago, I was visiting her place, when I noticed a pair of her panties in the hamper, and I just couldn't resist the urge to "borrow" them, so I slipped them into my pocket, said my good-byes, and promptly sped home as quickly as possible. When I arrived, I wasted no time getting naked, then stretched out on my bed and began masturbating furiously as I alternately sniffed & licked the crotch area of Mom's panties! When I knew I just couldn't hold back any longer, I wrapped her panties around my stiffy, squeezed my eyes shut tight, and imagined myself invading her tight, vintage pussy, as I began to unload what felt like a gallon of hot, sticky sperm into my sexy Mom's lacy underthings! Since that time, I just can't get enough of her! Every waking moment I think of her gorgeous titties & tight little ass! Every chance I get, I snap my eyes shut, think of Mom, and begin beating off like a teenager! Though I would never dream of doing so, I often find myself fantasizing about going over to Mom's place and forcibly having my way with her! God, she gets me so HOT!!!

Truth or Dare with my foster sisters

When I was around 10 or 12 and my brother was around 9 or 11, We live at our moms friends house since my mom couldn't afford to live on her own. The moms friend is a foster mom, she has two foster daughters, who were around 11 and 13. One day the 4 of us played truth or dare, they 13 year old brought the game up, but this wasn't a thruth or dare game I played before. It was 2 people would give the other 2 people a thruth or dare question... We never did truth... my brother and the youngest girl, dared me and the oldest girl to touch each other, and we did. I felt her vagina it was warm and a little fuzzy cuz of the pubs. I didn't have any pubs but I still got erect from when she touched my penis, I never had anyone else touch my penis before it felt so good... As the game went on they dared us to suck and lick each other... We did, when she put her mouth on my dick I pre-cummed I felt it, she started sucking and sucking I cummed but not in her mouth on her face. Then she said it was my turn to start eating her, She never had a sexual experiance before, but she'd heard about it in class as did I, I started to lick her clit and she twitched a little and said to keep going, I totaly forgot about my brother and the youngest girl, I think she forgot to... I lick from the bottom up, she was enjoying it so much she had an orgasm after about me going at it for about 6 minutes. Later after the game was finished we snuck into the bathroom and did it again, The bathroom was upstairs and everyone stayed downstairs cuz thats where the only tv was. She sucked my cock again it felt so good I cummed so fast, but for her I had to lick it for awhile but it was an amazing experiance for me, We never acualy had sex, just oral, she's 18 now and i'm 15. My mom is now doing good with money and we moved away, I never seen her again but still love that game.

Alone and Fuckable

I was home alone as my parents were at work and school was still out. My b/f is a trainee mechanic and I was missing him, so rang his work. He said it was quiet and asked his boss, who said he could have a long lunch break. So he came round. Kevin is eighteen and really hot, tall with long flowing hair, and muscles everywhere. Although he is experienced at sex, we have not done more than kissing and a bit of fondling (only been going out for three weeks). When he arrived I met him at the door. He had his dungarees on, with no shirt under, so his arms and chest were bare. I took his hand and led him to my room. Then I turned and kissed him. I was really randy, very wet already, and when he began deep tonguing me I felt weak with desire. I said to undo my dress, and when he did it fell off. Imagine his surprise when he saw I had nothing on underneath! He kicked off his shoes while I unfastened his shoulder straps and pushed the front bib down. His chest is so sexy, prominent pecs and abs, with large stiff nipples. He has quite a bit of chest hair, and a thick line going down his tummy. “I want you Kev. How long can you stay.” “Long enough” he said, “go and lie down while I get undressed.” He was trying to get out of his clothes really quickly while I went over to the bed. I fell on it, landing on my knees with my bum in the air and my head on the cover between my arms. I was so ready. Suddenly I felt him touch my lower back, and begin to caress me. His hands went up and down my flanks and legs, over my bottom and up inside my thighs. When he touched my pussy, I came with a scream and cried that I wanted him in me. Then I felt his cock pushing at my pussy lips. He teased me, just letting the head push in and out, and I tried leaning back to get more, but he moved back too. The bastard! Just as I was getting desperate he pushed forward and slid all the way into me. It did not hurt. It was just lovely. Once he was in he could let his hands roam all over, kissing my back while fondling my tits. Then he began to move in and out. Long slow strokes (he has a huge cock, about nine inches and thick), filling me. It did not take long for me to come again, and then he sped up, and I was pushing back with him. We had a great time, and soon we both came together, making a great deal of noise. After, we rested for a sort while, cuddling and kissing and feeling really good. While he kissed and tweaked my nipples, I was fondling his dick. Soon it was grew again, and became really hard. “Have you got time to do this again?” He did not say anything, just pushed me onto my back, got on top and slid back into me. Wonderful! It lasted over half an hour that time, but then he had to go. We have been having great sex ever since, and I hope we will be together for a very long time.

Bob on his friends house

I had got drunk with a mate (George) and was in no state to drive home so he said I could sleep on his settee. His Mum brought me a duvet and when she left the room I took off my jeans and made myself comfortable... A few hours later I awoke, needing a pee. I managed to find my way to the bathroom and did my stuff. When I'd finished, I opened the door to find George's Mum standing there completely naked! "Oops she said, I thought it was my husband in here (he apparently worked shifts and she thought he'd come home early...) but she made absolutely no attempt to cover up... She is not exactly my type she is, er, very large, and was 44 at the time; I was 19!! But my willy didn't seem to mind and to my horror I got an immediate full erection which made my boxers tent right out. She went red, smiled and said something like "Well you're a responsive young man!" Next thing i knew, she was in the bathroom with me, french kissing me! It was REALLY weird but I did feel VERY horny. I could feel her breasts against my chest and she'd put her hands down the back of my boxers and was rubbing my bum. she was a bit mad... she almost tore my boxers off and i was standing there completely naked with my penis sticking up!!! She said "You've got a cock like a big banana" (mine has a pronouunced upward curve when its hard...) I really wanted to touch her pussy but somehow felt I shouldn't. She stopped all thoughts along those lines when she took my hand and put it between her legs. It was so wet there I thought maybe she'd peed herself!! But feeling that wetness made me almost cum on the spot. I felt a kind of urgency to fuck her and I somehow think she wanted the same thing! She faced the wall and stuck her bum right out and said "Come on Bob, put it inside me" Well i fumbled around and eventually got a little way inside her. She was very wet and the feeling of that was just too much for me and I came before I'd even started to thrust. Oh Dear! I felt highly embarrassed by that and my willy lost some of its erection... I pulled out and she started rubbin her own cunt!! A bit surreal really but horny nonetheless. She was really rubbing fast and I think she eventually reached orgasm. My cock had stood right up again by that time and I went to put it inside her but this time she was having none of it and insisted we should stop. So I went back to the settee and remained awake for the rest of the night. Honestly, I think I had a non stop erection for many hours afterwards... Anyway, I've never repeated the experience with her but I always get an immediate hard-on every time i see her. All very weird!!

First time

Wel, we'ed been going aout for about a month before we started thinking/talking about sex. we'd often have phone sex, webcam sex, let him finger me and wank him off. so, we went to his, (i was stopping at his for the night. both out parents knew) and we watched movies, joked around for an hour or so. all of a sudden we started to make out, went over to his bed, lay down. all of a sudden he pulled me ontop of him. we had been planning to have sex for about 4 weeks or so. he took my top off and striped me down to a thong, he was touching me, and started to lick me, i was so wet im supprised i didnt dround him. we got naked, and he put it in me. if hurt like hell, he kept re-assureing me it was ok, and that he loved me and asking me 'are you ok?' i said yes, and let him carry on. i hurt so bad for about 3 days because his dick was so big, i sucked it until he came in my mouth and fucked several times over the night i dont regret it one bit.

My life lesson from one relationship

The spring of 2005 i met a boy everyone called E.A [initials] we spent everyday and night together, we got along perfectly my family loved him, his family loved me in the beginning everything was perfect. I thought he was amazing, I've always been a sucker for the old fashion type guys, where they open your car door and pull out your chair and all that kinda stuff and i haven't met a lot of guys like that but he was one of few. for the first...I'd say 6-8 months things were great, at least i thought then on our one year anniversary he was no where to be found. I was so upset I didn't even try to call him. The next day he showed up at my house around nine in the morning with roses and a ring, he handed them to me and i just glared at him. By this time the excitement of a "new relationship" was gone so his true person had came out, no more nice guy just a all out jerk. So when he handed them to me and he didn't get a hug or a thank you just a glare he decided to smack me, I fell into the door and he just walked past me went in my house and made himself comfortable. I got up and walked in crying, it was the first time he had ever done anything like that. That wasn't the first sign to leave him but it was the biggest reason to leave. But i was dumb, I was like many of the girls i knew, i catered to everything he wanted treated him like gold. And i still dont know why. Everybody knew about us and we both put on a act for everybody and wouldn't show people how things really were. I never asked where he was on our anniversary I knew it would be a lie anyways. Then a few weeks later i started noticing how him and my best friend acted towards each other I had always suspected something but I just didn't want to believe it. I found out a few weeks later on our one year he spent the day with my best friend and he had been cheating on me with her for queit awhile. I stupidly took him back. We ended up being together for 2 years and 10 months. Within that time he had cheated on me with every single one of my "so called" friends, beat me, controlled everything about me. But i let him do it i never told anybody just faked a smile and let things go. And i was to scared of him to say anything. Finally 4 days before we broke up he told me to come over when i got off work, I got off early and went over there, I walked in to find him and some girl i had never seen naked in bed with each other. I started screaming at him saying everything i had ever thought, best and worst thing i have ever done. The girl left in the mix of everything and he started pushing me and yelling then he hit me i woke up a day later in critical care. The only one that was by my side was my mom, my brothers and sisters had been there but my mom sent them home, the doctors didn't think i was gonna make it and my younger sister couldn't handle it so my mom sent everybody home to watch after her.I woke up with 27 stiches in my head 4 stiches along my eye brow and 3 broken ribs and a concusion. My mom was so upset and thats my biggest regret , not telling her before it was almost to late. When i finally got released I went home and explained everything we decided not to let peolple know i was home because he would try to come back . cops came and asked if i wanted to press charges, i said no because i was to scared. My brothers went over and told him not to show up again and not to even look at me . He didn't listen he came over when no one was home and told me if i tell anyone or decide to quit talking to him he'd kill me. I told my oldest brother about this and he went over there he still has never told me what was said but whatever it was, worked. I still see him every now and then and i will never understand why i put up with him. I haven't seen him in about 3 months at all. I hear hes in and out of lock up heavy on drugs and i guess he goes to donate blood 2 times a week for money. Its crazy how a person can not only control what you do but also how you think. For some odd reason I thought i was in love. How you confuse love and hell is beyond me but I did it. I sit and wonder how my life would be if i would have stuck with him, but all honesty i most likely wouldnt have lived to tell. It's amazing how the person of your dreams, so perfect in everyway can turn into everything you hate and at the same time make you feel like your in love. This relationship taught me a lot but the biggest thing it taught me was never ignore things because the longer they go unoticed the worse they will get. And to never settle for less. 

Every now and then i fall apart

It started off with a boy...he was my sisters friend, and she used to go on and on about the immature and stupid things hes said. I never really knew him until one day, in the summer time. We started talking a lot and got to know each other he had a girlfriend but always told me he liked me and asked me to hangout with him, i knew what i was doing wasn't that great. The two of them broke up and we started going out in October 10, 2008. Oh yeah, i forget to tell you. I'm 13 hes 16, not a big deal to me. To my sister? HUGE...you have to know her, shes an over-dramatic drama queen sister. When shes mad, you don't want to be there. We chose to keep it a secret but this is where you're about to get confused. He dumped me after four days then actually begged me to go back out with him and when i did he cheated on me. He was the boy who had my heart, and didn't have any potential to care. Hes the one who gave me my first heartache and ruined my grade eight year.............I gave up a lot for him and still managed to give him more and more chances, how many? i gave him 5 after that. Yes, 5 breakups and makeups. He was just in the middle of trying to get me back again, and i was just in the middle of giving in again except- i found out he cheated on me again this time it was worse much worse...l won't even explain what he said but i was furious i told him never ever to talk to me and blocked and deleted him hoping i would never EVER have to see him again. I went out with his cousin...just after that, i was lonely and hurt i didn't really  know what i was doing i just wanted to feel like someone actually cared. and his cousin, did. He managed to ruin our relation ship and tell my sister now my sister thinks I'm huge whore and constantly yells at me shes embarrassed of me. Do you know how bad that feels? To not be able to go to your own sister or mom. It sucks. 100% sucks. This doesn't seem like much but I've lost so much trying to be with him and now hes trying to get me back again, I'm not sure whether to give in or let go. If i gave in I'd be happy but still have the constant worry hes going to cheat or lie-bottom line, i wouldn't trust him. But if i let go, i'll lose him for good? right. and im not sure if im ready for that just yet. I just need help to find my way and im scared. If you guys have any idea...please just tell me, oh and my sister did find out about us eventually. and she hates me and him for it. she read out conversation history and made a huge deal. went on my msn blocked and deleted him and off my facebook. anyways just leave a comment on how i can solve this cause i dont know anymore...

Few Relationships

Let's start with me in the 7th grade... well... yeah, I was ALWAYS on the short side... Not to short, but enough that my Friends could look down at me and giggle a tiny bit on the inside. all of my boyfreinds have been taller than me. One of my early boyfreinds was named Tim (no last names or anything). He had been in my classes over and over again, but we never really bothered to talk... even on the bus ride. So one day he sat across from me and the bus ride was loud. Kids yellin' and laughing everywhere. I was turned in my seat and talked to my friend behind of my seat. Out of the corner of my eye i began to relize that Tim was STARING at me... it kinds creeped me out a bit.... then finally he got enough guts to say something and he began talking to me. I noticed not only his cute looks, but also his good personality. I instantly gave in to that 8] . After a good while he began sitting with me and we talked ALOT. Soon enough we went to a two night Camp for a school feild trip. I was pretty pumped, understandable rigtht? So we got at the camp. Only took two busses to get our whole grade there (small huh?) and Tim happened to not be on my bus... so we all unloaded and Tim instantly located me from afar and i was pretty nervouse by then. So we all got into our seperate girl cabins that was inside some weird 'stockade' like structure... the boys had only two cabins outside of the Girl stockade  haha. so we all settles down and everyone gathered outside of the cabins and into the middle of the large campfire spot (right in the middle of the Stockade.) the man told us our groups for all the activities and we all got our small teams and 'chaperones' together. Tim, by pure luck and chance, was in my group. but so was a few other girls that HAD to be pretty XP... eh... so  wasnt that confident but i had my best friend 8] so i was okay. Well we went through a few dumb activities and then went outside for some funner ones. first was the 'Spider Web'.... each string hole that was webbed between teh two trees was to be only passed through twice at most... so everyone that couldn't be lifted went through the ones on the bottom... me,  unfortunately having a fast matabalism and being skinny as a stick, well.... was chosen to be lifted... haha so  i kinda stood off the the side as people dove through teh holes and tried to be all cool about it. it was pretty funny to watch... all of a sudden i felt someone scoop me up and carry me towards the 'web'. 'what the-' i stammered. looking up i saw Tim smiling and easily carrrieing me over 'PUT ME DOWN!' i yelled and struggled (no match for him)  he just laughed at the poor attempt and passed me through the web... dang him...               So afterwards we moved onto the next activity… the ‘lava pit’… woooow. It was kinda fun actually though… so we all stood behind a line that was made into the ground. A good (but not that long at all) distance rested between us and a small wooden platform across a small open pit. A rope hung in the middle (not touching the ground) between us (behind the line) and the small platform. The objective: get everyone one the small platform. Startover if anyone touches the ground… Tch, figures… so we attempted a few times and every girl kept on falling. Me? I was awesome at it 8] I swung across and landed perfectly, smack dab, centered, on the wood platform. Most of the guys could do it but Tim was the best and strongest.We ended up starting over AGAIN because my friend fell. Haha. So we all agreed to have tim wait on the other side to catch everybody because of his abnormally strength haha. So he went. Then people, agreeing I was the best swinger, had me go next. So I held the rope and I was about to go when my friend pushed me. I swore. A tad to loud, but nothing bad. I swung off course and everyone gave my friend a small glare and laughed a bit. There was a tiny stump that didn’t even have a foot perimeter around it next to the small box tim waited on. Tim saw my direction and reached out to my rope. I was about to start to go backwards when tim threw a hand around my waist and I I landed on my tip-toes on the small stump. Perfectly. Everyone cheered and people flew over to join our small group. Nice huh?After a few more small touching moments, people were begging us to go out. So we did 8].  Three months passed.. he broke-up with me after he asked out another girl (my best friend) and she turned him down and told me. He treid desperately to get back with me using the word phrase ‘I love you’ to vonvince me…. Bu thtats happened to me before… so I said NO.   8th grade came and Tim left our school. No problem for me… ha, so one of my really good friend Justin (I was really good friends with almost all of the guys in our small school… not caring for the popular ones much) and I was really excited… his party was from 12 PM to 9pm… all his parties were fun. Justin’s parties are the fun ones that don’t include beer, alcholhol, or drugs. But consisted more of tons of pizza, hot dogs, hamburgers, candy, man-hunt, tag, red-rover, football, and all those fun outdoor things. We were planning on having an awesome time, even if it ment acting like little kids haha. So  I was a bit late and came to the party around 2 PM (even though I still had about 7 hours left haha) and I pulled up the driveway. I had my long dark brown hair  past my shoulders and side bangs. I was always considered ‘adorable’ and ‘cute-faced’ with my small structure but I can run like beast 8] . as always though I stood out with my clothing choice… my skinny jeans, black tee-shirt with an odd silver design on it, and a stud belt slung to my hips. I wore worn out Etnies that kinda went along with the outfit. I never wear make-up and I don’t care. So… yea all my friends never cared for my clothing choice and treat me the same. I step out of the car, saying bye to my dad and watch him pull out. “JUSTIN!” I yell and death hug the kid who’s about a foot taller than me (and everyone else at the party ha) he hugs me back and tells me my best friend is inside. I thank him and see about six kids sitting on the lawn. There was two guys I knew from my school (not good friends with) one random boy. Another boy who looked positively HOT with long brown straight hair and a skinny body, and a girl with black hair and heavy make-up giving me an awkward non-happy look… ‘oookay….” I mumbled as I saw the really cute guy watch me all the way from the spacey lawn into the house. “ MICAELA!” I squeal diving at her. we giggle and talk for  a bit. There was a total of 5 more guys in the room all cheering on Sam (my best guy friend) and Kevin (another guy I snowboard with.) as they play guitar hero. I sit next to Trevor and micaela and we all laugh and talk. All of a sudden Trevor gets up to try guitar hero and Justin walks in. a few more people form the outside lawn trail in behind him and it gets louder in the small crowded living room. I see the really cute guy watch me as I pretend not to see him (even though he was a yard stick away) … Me, micaela, and that other girl giving me looks were the only girls at the party… (…yay?) so then the guys start yelling and fighting over the guitar hero controller… “ugh” I sigh  “ everybody just SHUT IT!” I yell… and to my surprise everybody does and they laugh. All of a sudden a hand appears in my face I look up to see the hot guy (who looked around the age of 16 )  smiling down at me “high-five!” he said. I laughed and high fived the gorgeous child and he laughed to and jumped onto the couch… ON TOP OF ME. So I scoot over a tad bit, giving us both room… even though he was still half on top of me… so then he reaches out and loops his fingers around my bony ankle. “holy CRAP! Your are effin’ skinny!” he laughed and I awkwardly laugh…. A bit oddddd
d…. So I jump up as an excuse and scream “TRAMPOLENE!!!” and me and Micalea book it out the door as everyone laughs. Soon enough me and micaela and my guy friend (Sam) are jumpin away and other guys are passing the soccerball. Sam jusmps off to join them and me and micaela continue, laughing and being ridiculous. Then Jack hangs around it and stars talking a TON to us. We laughed and it was fun. I saw some weird object in the grass in the backyard (where the trampoline was) and I jumped off and grabbed it. I pretended to be all ninja, swinging the whip like object around and hitting the house ( random… hmm…) so then I see Justin climb onto the trampoline and lay there… yea hes a tad lazy… Nathan and sam with micalea all just sit there and start to talk. Then I hear someone behind me. So I jump around and see the REALLY hot guy (namez Jack) standing there with a METAL POLE. ‘fight me.” He smiled and I was like “HELL NO” and he swung at my feet (which I skillfully evaded with a jump haha 8] ) “are you Crazy?!” I huffed at him. Which made him smile more. And he jabbed at me, I jumped to the side. Then he walked up to me and held the bar horizontally with both hands, almost separating us. I tried to back up but he kept on walking and he was too close for me to use my ‘weapon of choice’ so I had to drop it and grab his, the same way he was holding it. We both pushed and he breathed right in my face, close to laughing. I wasn’t so happy about that so I pushed harder. But hten he shifted the bar’s poition and his weight forward to I slipped back and lost my balance. In a flash he dropped the bar and scooped me up, throwing me over his shoulders. “CHEATER!!!” I yelled and tried to squirm away… no use. He laughed and put me on the trampoline and I stood on justins back, balancing my self. “here” jack said offering his hand when I kept falling off. So I slowly held his hands and balanced for a bit. Everyone laughed as Justin made… awkward would be the right word choice… noises haha. But then Jack began to slowly pull on my hands… I knew what he was trieing to do.. he shifted his body weight backwards and PRETENDED to FALL BACK!  Bringing me along with him! It was so OBVIOUSE he pretended but not seemed to notice how fake it was! I fell on top of him and he laughed and held me there for a while… I was like “EHHH” in my mind haha.   After it turned 9 PM and by hten he had made soooo many sexy moves that we had already made-out... never saw him again… hahahahaha that was PRETTY BAD if you ask me… woow..

Did he really ever love me

Hi i am Zoe. i met a guy when i was 19 years old but i thought all the time to myself do you really love me it turned out that the answer to that was NO i was heart broken to find out that he had been sleeping with this other girl that he worked with i moved as far away from him as i could but he followed me every were and kept asking me to take him back but the broke my heart and one day when i was in a shop i saw him he came up to me and asked me to marry him i did not know what to say so i told him that i would think about it he kept ringing me looking for the answer but i just kept telling him that i was still thinking it was nearly 7 months before i got back to him but when i got to his house his mum answered the door it looked as if she had been crying her eyes out she told me that he died of Cancer two weeks earlier i was heart broken and every night i cry myself to sleep i still wish that i could have talked to him.

Painful One-Sided Love

Before I tell you my love story, first I have to tell you a fact about my religion. It is said that if you married someone with the same last name as yours, no matter if your related or not, as long as your last names are the same it would be considered as taboo. I knew that and yet I wasn't able to control my feelings when I fell in love with him. It was really hard because I believed that we'll never be able to be together or he will never accept me since we had the same last names. One of his his best friend confesses his love towards me and I refused just because I have already fallen in love with his closes friend. It was a coincidence when he and I both signed up for a field trip and ended up sitting side by side. To me it was a dream come true, we talked and little did I know I was fallen in love deeper with him. Somehow all of a sudden he confesses to me that he too have fallen for me, this just seemed all to have been a dream too real to be true. But it was reality and as time passes our relationship grew stronger. I was aware that our relationship wasn't going to last long so I tried my best to do everything I could before it was too late. On end of the day of a friend's farewell party he told me that it wasn't right for us to continue anymore. At first no tears came but as he walked away from me, my eyes was streaming with many tears that he wasn't able to see any of it at all. Until now I learned that he probably never loved me yet I didn't regret dating him because I didn't want all those memories that we both shared to be painful memories being kept. Still I'm not ready to have him around me acting as if we don't know each other, so I have decided to run away as far as I can to see if those feelings will disappear. Maybe they won't but at least, I gave it a try, it won't be a pain to try without not trying at all. I'll cry beneath the moon the stars but never will you see my tears at all. A part of me is gone now my only option is to search for my other half again.

Waiting for God's Provision

My name is Camille I am 21 I can say I have the patience to wait for someone I really love. It started when I was 13 year old I met a guy named Lynus and he is my classmate in vocational class "Bible Study" when I first saw him I laid my eyes on him. Their is something in him that I really wanted to know. His kind of mysterious thingee guy his skinny tall guy a simple one but the aura was kind a great most of the girls in our church has a crush on him. Well he is good looking as well like a heartthrob ehehehee.. 

We spent the whole summer together as a classmate and after the summer we went back to school for a new high school life. We got busy and my whole life change when I enter my high school days.. I never went back to the church for almost four years because I got traumatic experience with my personality "My DAD rejected me!" well I'm a unwanted baby that's why when I'm in high school I tried to seek for my fathers identity.. and that's what's happen.. Anyways... back to the story. ehehehee.. 

When I left the church Lynus had his on life  and I didn't know that he began to fall in love to Fides one of the new gal in the church I met her before I left to church.. Then they began their love story when the elders try to tease them and thought that they're meant for each other and Lynus began to falling in love with Fides.. 

After four years I went back to the church that was year of 2005 month of May. Lynus is the one who welcomed me back and greeted me. I was so shock at first cause he don't remember me. ahahahahha... Then we began to known each other I became active to church again and participate to a lot of activities we have. Then everything goes well. Lynus and I became a good friends and texting each other we have this understanding and feelings for each other. Like mutual understanding it's like were having a relationship but there's no commitment on it and anytime it will end so most of the time I enjoy every single moments we have.I felt

like I was in a fairy tale hoping it would never end. 

Then one night he confess to me that he still pursuing his love for Fides and I was so hurt by that confession. Were just playing a game a game that Lynus is waiting for Fides and I waiting for him. It's really hurt whenever he confess what he really feels about Fides and he told me that Fides have a boyfriend and still he loves him so I got hurt, badly hurt so I turn back a little I step back in his life and I try my best to be brave on what happened we lost communication for a month. He became the president of the Youth and got busy. 

Year ending of Lynus presidency we got in touch again and talk about us.. He confess that Fides choose his boyfriend and let go of him I told him it's okay I know he's hurt and I comforted him. After a month he became tough person I know.. He changed a bit specially to other youth most of the time he don't mingle with us and now he does.

Most of the people who knows our story says that we will end up together as a couple. As of now I can feel he want's me back the way we were before.. But we entrust everything to the Lord for the future. 

Right now he is graduating and waiting for the right time to settle and as for me now busy in work and vice-president of youth I do teaching in St. Francis Square as voice coach and at the same time National youth treasurer.

Both of us waiting for the Provision of God... 

Thanks for Reading.. Hope to Inspire you..

Wasting My Time

I've never had the best luck with love. I thought I fell in love when I was 13, he was funny and sweet and, just my luck, the most wanted guy in school. I braved my shyness and told him how I felt. After that everything changed. We went from being friends to avoiding each other, his friends would whisper and laugh whenever I walked by and I truly felt crushed. It took me a year to get over him.

But he's not who this story is about, that's just an example of the kind of crap I have to put up with when it comes to feelings. There have been more than just him, but he was the worst, and now I am scared it will happen again...

The year started and we have the new people, same old same old, but as we're sitting waiting for the role to be called I see him walk in. At first it was just "Wow he is cute", then I got to know him a little bit more. While he's not the exact definition of Prince Charming, with the flaws that everyone is entitled to, he was close enough to what I had always thought of as my dream guy. The playful eyes, that gorgeous smile and contagious laugh. I found out that I couldn't be sad when I was around him.

Another strange thing I found out, was that I could talk to him, which is a huge thing for me. I have never been able to talk to boys, never had that many guy friends, but that first time I talked to to him I didn't even stutter. I still have my ditzy moments when he catches me off guard and I have no clue how to respond, it's very rare that the guy is the one who starts the conversation to me, but he would always just laugh and then keep the conversation going.

I watch him with all the other girls, and I realised we're not as great friends as I had first thought. He hugs them and punches them in the arm, and once again I realised that I'm just that weird girl he doesn't mind to have a conversation with but isn't even bothered with being great friends with.

I couldn't stop liking him though, as much as I tried. I used to feel confident and happy around him, but then I became self conscious, wondering what I was doing wrong to be treated differently from those other girls.

It got worse. I hadn't told anyone, not even my best friends, but as we were walking home from school I thought maybe I would tell one of them. She beat me to it though... She told me how cute he was and how funny and how much she liked him, almost in the same words I was about to use. I was worried, I won't lie, she is everything I'm not. She has the curves and the beautiful smile, the long blonde hair and the cute giggle. She had the looks every guy wants, and on top of that she had the personality as well. She's confident but modest, competitive but playful, and she could keep a conversation going.

I chose to tell her anyway that I knew exactly how she felt. We realised we were in a bit of a dilemma, both of us liking the same guy, but we agreed that if he ever happened to like the other we wouldn't stop it from happening. Even though she told me she was worried herself that I would have a better chance of him liking me than her, I still knew the chances of him liking me out of anyone was slim.

Another thing we had in common with this unlucky crush was that he didn't treat her like the other girls either. The only difference was that I was sure he wasn't treating her like them because he was shy and liked her, I was still just the other girl he didn't know as well as others.

Me and my friend still have bet currently going. She says that he would choose me, I say that he would choose her. Though just recently it was discovered that almost half the population of our female class has the same crush on him. Just like the last one I liked.

Something made me feel better though was that he has begun to treat me like the other girls. He jokes with me, he punched me in the arm. I even get hugs from him now, even though he's not the one who asks for them (like he does with other girls), he still doesn't complain and smiles when he gives them to me. Sometimes I thought I would catch him looking at me and my heart would soar, thinking maybe it was possible he could think of me the way I think of him.

I still see him with my friend though, and he still treats her differently, but differently from the different he treated me. When he hugs her, he squeezes her, when she talks to him he stares at her, when we're at the beach he races her in the waves and then waits for her to catch up.

I know I should be happy for my friend that she's lucky enough that he likes her, which I'm almost sure he does, but I can't help but have that little bit of me that hates her for it. Even though we agreed that we wouldn't get in the way if he likes the other, I know that if she does end up with him it's going to torture me the entire time.

I've tried for a while to let him go and accept I don't have a chance and that all we can and will ever be is friends, but there's still that little dreamer part of me who sees him choosing me some day. When I'm with him now I am still happy, but as soon as we part I feel like crying. No, not because I'm sappy and don't want him to leave, but because I know how that's how it will always end with us. He will walk away with the occasional hug, not knowing how he makes me feel, and me knowing that if he ever knew history would repeat itself and I wouldn't only lose him to my friend, but also lose him as a dear friend.

I still like him and fear that I'm even falling for him. I'm scared because I know that if I fall I will be down for a long time, and while I've fallen I will be trampled all over and it will hurt more than anyone else.

The guy i can never have

It was 2002 and i was in year 4. My mother worked in my school in a class with children who needed help. There were a few teachers in the class to help the children.The boss was called....Katie. Her eldest son was in year 6. My mother joined the school and they became close friends. we would go down their house and things on weekends and holidays.  I didn't understand what it was i was feeling then because i was only 8 I'd get butterflies when ever i was around him and I'd never be able to look at him without grinning like an idiot even if i was mad at him. Which i hardly ever was, because he's got to be the most descant and kind guy I have ever met. I also used to love dogs. He had two spaniels. He used to take them for walks and ask if i wanted to go with him. We'd walk around the block a few times talking abut nothing in particular and all the time we'd both be smiling. This one time when we went, i think it was the Easter holidays. We were walking around the block and he held my hand. It sent chills down my back and i probably went as red as a cherry but still. I was happy, he asked me to be his girlfriend and i said yeah. We'd see each other in passing in school and he'd always hug me and say hello. He even got a row for trying to sit by me in assembly. But then he went off to comprehensive. I didn't see him for months on end and we drifted apart. He had girlfriends and i had boyfriends. None of them making me feel the way he made me feel.When ever i did see him it was always the same awkward tension. There was still chemistry even though we both tried to ignore it. He moved but we still went up to their house on holidays. Every time I'd see him we'd both smile and I'd still get that butterfly feeling. It's 2009 now and I still like him. I've accepted the fact we may never be together but i can't get rid of my feelings. Last year we went to a show with his family. He's 18 now and talks to my brother. I still have moments when we make eye contact were i think to myself maybe he does feel the same way. We were at the show and i was talking to his brothers and some of their friends. They're only about a year or two younger than me. We were asking each other questions and he asked me whether I'd ever liked ...Dean. They'd answered honestly  i had to. I told them yes and they all chatted about that for a bit. Someone asked one of the brothers whether they'd liked a girl that was their and he said yes but if I told Dean, he'd tell him that I've liked him. Some how during the night, Dean found out about his brother liking some girl so Ben told his brother that he knew something about me and Dean. He didn't tell him but his brother was curious. I was looking out the window outside the room and he walked out and stood beside me (The older brother) he was silent for a while before he asked what it was Ben was talking about. He had a smile on his face so im sure he already knew. I told him he wouldn't remember because it was years ago. He kept looking at me and smiling telling me he probably would remember. I don't think i ended up telling him but i knew he knew what i was talking about. Even know there's definitely something between us. I try not to make eye contact with him as much as possible , i guess im scared of my feelings towards him. When ever he touches me, just walks past me it's like an electric shock. But i can never be with him. I watch as he hugs his girl friends and i act like it's OK. But it's not. Sometimes he seems to act nervous around me and I notice he glances quickly up at me when he thinks I'm not looking. I used to think it didn't matter, we'd be together in the end because he was my sole mate. I'll get on with my life, go out with people but he's always going to be the one. My first true love. 

Nice Guys Finish Last

I was married for 2.5 years, to someone I was with for 3 years before that. I was a caring husband and she was a a good wife, until she cheated on me. Unfortunately I was never able to get past the cheating. I thought I did at the time, but she became critical of me for no reason, started blaming me for stuff, and basically framing me as a bad guy in order to justify her shitty behavior. All this made me bring up her cheating, and as a result she said she was working to be a better wife but she was continuing her ways. By the fifth time she cheated on me I kicked her out, it's been a very slow process of healing for me. The only thing I can say from my experience is that no matter what a couple might say or do after a cheating incident, the relationship is never the same.

I think about that age-old question, "if you were able to cheat on your spouse and they would never know about it, would you do it?"...Truth is to me this question is a no-brainer. Some people think that because the other person wouldn't know about it means it would be ok. But in reality, YOU know about it, and as much as you might not think it, if ever you cheat on your spouse, you've permanently changed the relationship whether it's out in the open or not. You might think you can hide something from your significant other, but you can't hide stuff from yourself. And ultimately that knowledge will make you act differently, which will make your spouse act differently, which will eventually lead to a breakdown in communication and loss of trust. Whatever you had will be gone the second you betray your love, even if they never find out. 

Best Friends

It all started last April, when my friend introduced me to this guy that liked her very much. My friend didn't feel the same way, and I didn't understand why. He was good-looking, funny, nice. He was everything. I would see him everyday after school with my friend. We started to talk, little by little, and by the end of May, we would be on the phone everyday for about 2 hours or more. We became great friends, and I did start to feel something, but I immediately pushed the feelings away, because he was a year older and he liked my friend. I knew nothing would ever come out of it. 

In mid-July, he went to Florida for vacation, and he would be back two days before my birthday. But he never came back. His dad lives in Florida, and he said that he just wanted to stay there for a little bit. He missed my birthday, didn't even call me on that day. He would call me at least once a week from Florida, but it would be weird. He kept explaining that he would be back in December, but he never came.

One day in January, he called me and said he was back. I called his friend to ask if it was true...and it was. He came to my school one day after school, and I was so excited to see him. I haven't seen him for 6 months, and I didn't even deny the fact that my feelings for him were strong, but I kept quiet. We started talking again everyday for hours, and he would jokingly tell me he liked me. I pretended to laugh but inside I wish he meant it. But one day, he did mean it. It took me a while to take him seriously, but finally I did.

He was the sweetest thing, the best thing that has ever happened. I was something I haven't been in a long time...I was happy. My dad died last year, and ever since there's been a hole in my heart, but with him, my heart felt full again. He said we were forever, that he's never felt this way about anyone. He even talked about marrying me. He said he never, ever, ever wanted to lose me. I tried not to fall too hard for him, because I always heard stories about guys who talked like that, but ended badly. But I thought we were different, I thought we were strong. I believed we would be forever. 

Long story short...I was just another stupid girl who fell for the forever line.

Scooter

My first time jacking with my mate!! (Only wanking ourselves and not each other!) I was 15 and he was 14 and both of us were horny youngsters. He used to come over often and I would let him see my porn collection. It was all softcore at the time and was mainly girls with their tits and asses out. I had a big walk in cupboard and used to 'hide' them in there! He would 'find' them and have a wank with the door just open so I could peek in and watch him stroke his cock. Once he had finished we would swap places and I would go in the cupboard and wank - making sure he got a good view! One afternoon my parents were out and I had an old video of Porky's. (More horny teenagers trying to get laid!) We watched the scene with Kim Cattral getting screwed in the men's locker room and had a really good laugh together and compared our 'pocket rockets' as we both had hard-ons under our trousers! When it got to the shower scene with the famous, "I've never seen so much wool - you could knit a sweater!" I asked him if I should pause the video. He said yes and I managed to stop it right at the bit where a girl was washing her hair and she was standing naked with her legs slightly apart. The quality was rubbish but at this point the video became insignificant! We both started rubbing our own cocks under our trousers. I asked him what his technique was and as quick as a flash he whipped out his cock right in front of me! His was smallish but it looked amazing to me and I couldn't keep mine in! I pulled out mine which is a little larger and asked if he wanted to jack mine the same way as he was jacking his. Sadly he wasn't into that but said it was cool for us both to toss our own and watch each other. He kept rubbing his for a couple of minutes and then came a little with a big smile across his face! He put his away and went and sat on the edge of the bed and watched me wank. I kneeled down in front of him and took my time wanking my knob letting him watch every stroke. When I came there was loads and it shot miles across the floor and we both laughed at the mess I had made! It was such an awesome and intense feeling shooting my bolt with my mate watching all the time!!!! We are still close mates and I am now married and he is still single. We have wanked together since but have never touched each other and the buzz isn't there the same as when we were kids. Porn is so easy to get these days and there is no fear of getting caught so the thrill isn't as good. I still like to compare size every now and again and make a mess with him watching though!!! ;)  

Silke at a party

So, I went to a really really small high school. And everyone knew who everyone was who'd had sex. For the guys it was a badge of honor. For the girls it was either nothing (if they were in a relationship) or could be a badge of shame if the girl wasn't in a relationship or if the relationship didn't work out and the boyfriend decided to denounce her as freak, slut, whore, or prude. But basically, once you had sex--as a girl--you were on shaky ground. I'd learned enough from witnessing firsthand not to mention afterschool specials where girls who slept with a lot of guys for fun (a) were deemed to have "self esteem issues" and might result in the creepy school counselor crawling up your ass inquiring after your home life, or (b) could end up branded a slut and would carry that with you for the rest of their HS days. I actually still remember the names of girls who were rumored to give blowjobs to seniors or have group sex with the lacrosse team (whether or not it's true). The knowledge that you'd had sex, and what you were like in bed, was a sort of social capital. I saw a girl in school who held her most popular crown from 7th to 12th grade take a massive hit when a guy she'd slept with scrawled: "Jen Pratt Just LIES THERE!!!" on a study carrel in the library--which EVERYBODY saw. And another time a popular girl who was actually nice showed up on the wall behind the school where people smoked: "Lisa Benjamin LOVES SEX!!!" Even pimply misfits could now laugh at the snobbish Jen Pratt and the hitherto almost angelic Lisa Benjamin (fake names). Which of course is horrendously unfair---both Jen and Lisa had their social careers compromised because were punished by the masses for not getting into sex enough or apparently too much. I once was called a CT (that too was carved into a study carrel). But cocktease is so much less damaging than the others. CT is reversible; it's something that can be cured. It establishes you ARE sexual (so not a "prude" which is also a scornable offense) but also not a slut (like when the girl Louise Doomey -- pronounced "Do me" another fake name but along these lines -- came back to a party after having "taken a walk" with a borderline nerd, and grass stains were all over her white pants and back). So, I did not want the social liability of being called a slut. I didn't have a steady boyfriend after sophomore year, and that was the only socially way to safely have sex. Sex was very intriguing to me, but I knew once I went to college it would be a whole nother deal and I could have as much sex as I wanted because everyone in college was cool and mature...So i would fool around with guys but never have sex. But I also knew that virgins in college were deemed to be undesirable. That there was something wrong with being a virgin in college. So I had to lose my virginity before college....but not so as to attract attention in high school. My friend Sam didn't have a girlfriend and he wanted to have sex. We would fool around sometimes and it was pretty fun and freaky. The summer before college I had just turned 18 and I thought something had to be done about this virginity thing. And now I was out of high school and din't give a shit what anyone would carve into study carrels. So, Sam and I decided we would lose our virginity to each other. We also both had wanted to try a particular recreational drug so decided we'd do both the same night. We went to a party at a friend of his house, and they were wealthy so we had basically an entire wing to ourselves to do our deeds. We took the drugs, hung out, fooled around, and then around 4am we were like: ok, let's do this. We fucked, I bled a little, I decided while it was going on I liked fooling around better than this, and it felt different than I imagined, but it was pretty cool. I liked how into it Sam was---that was really really cool. To see how completely lost he was. That was new and I knew I just discovered something really important about sex. Both as we were screwing, and then when he came, and afterward. I was fine, like "that was pretty cool" but he was in total surrender mode. I liked that and felt very tender toward him. I remembered from movies you take a shower after sex so we got up and took a shower together, and he was very grateful fir what had just happened, and I was like WOW, I just took that drug AND I fucked someone! and that's what I wrote in my journal that night. I was so vastly relieved at having gotten the roadblock to my adulthood out of the way. And I knew everyone said it gets better. And it did -- lawdy laws did it ever. And I was pretty much Sexy Silke in college. What I didn't realize until years later was that even tho people didn't carve anyone's name into study carrels or spray paint shit on smoking walls...it wasn't much different. But thankfully I wasn't aware of that them, and had me a WONDERFUL time. Because, basically, when you're an 18-year-old girl, you can sleep with **anyone** you want. It's like being a rock star. You can look around the party, and say: him! I've never slept with someone who looks like that before--wonder what he's like in bed? I think I'll talk to him and see if he's also smart, funny, and someone I actually like -- and if so, I'll sleep with him! And then someone else, as the fancy struck. I LOVED the variety and autonomy and basically going shopping for guys at night and deciding who I wanted to sleep with. And I have never ever regretted it. Each one of those guys I liked and I remember and I value what we had together.

Steven met on the hospital

About a week ago I was at the hospital for a check up. Kind of just an plain day until I meet the hottest girl in the whole damn place! She had a short skirt and a tight top on. She sat right next to me and said hi. I was in shock this hot girl was talking to ME! we talked for about half an hour then she went to see the doctor. I sat there still in shock and waited for her to come back. When she did I got up the nerve to ask her out, She said yeah and that she would meet me at the local cafe since that's where she works. On the day I was so nervous I didn't sleep for three days before, Anyway she got my hand and walked with me until we got to a warehouse she said she liked it here because it was so quiet and peaceful, She squeezed through the fence and told me to follow her. Being so hot and nice I did what she said. She took me round to the back of the warehouse where there was a lot of trees and a tree swing. She pulled out a bottle of vodka from her bag and asked if I would like some I said yes and we sat down in a field which was just behind the trees we got talking for a while until she put her hand on my leg. I stopped talking because it was kind of a shock, She looked into my eyes and I looked into hers. She said that she would love for me to fuck her and unbuttoned her top slowly, She then took of her skirt leaving just her bra and thong. I was just looking up at her with the hardest cock I have ever had. She started taking my top off and ran her fingers down to my trousers and slowly unzipped them then stuck her hand down my pants. She got hold of my cock and rubbed it so good, She sat down and took of her bra and thong and stuck her fingers in her wet pussy, I took of my pants and wanked next to her. She put her hand on my balls and I put my hands on her pussy, It was warm and wet, She moaned when I twisted my fingers inside her. She stood up and opened up her pussy with her fingers and sat straight onto my hard cock. It felt so good, And after a while we both started moaning like crazy. She turned around and told me to fuck her ass it was so tight it was so good. She then took of the condom and sucked my cock so good while I stuck my fingers in her pussy, I cummed into her mouth and she swallowed it, I was still fingering her and she was almost screaming she stopped talking and just rode on my fingers I started licking her and rubbing my cock on her pussy, She soon spurted all over me it was so good I got hard again. so she sucked me again until I cummed into her face. I still think about it all of the time and I still get a hardon just thinking about what we did.

Paul on the neighbors backyard

I had returned from summer camp in upstate New York where a girl my age had taken me into an empty bunk house while all the other kids were singing around the camp fire. She got me to pull my pants down and rub my cock against her bush. It didn't go any further than that, but it sure fuled my fantasy life and when I got back home, I saw an opportunity to make that fantasy a reality. Lucy lived down the block from me in a suburb of New York City. She developed before the other girls and had a set of breasts which were the subject of many an after school gathering. There wasn't a boy I knew who didn't have some kind of brag aobut how he was going to 'feel her up'. I was pretty quite about it, but I secret that no one else knew - Lucy had a crush on me - and I had my own plan brewing. I had heard that when a woman was on her period she couldn't get pregnant. After a particularly hot make out session, I decided to present this idea to Lucy and see if she'd be willing to go along. It took some convincing. Mainly I kept telling her how good it would feel. But all the while I'm convincing, I'm also feeling bad becuase I knew I was never going to ask her to be my girlfriend, and I knew tha's what she wanted. But that part of me wasn't running the show. So we made a plan and she let me know when she started her next period. I knew a secret place in a neigbor's yard because I had used it as a hiding spot during our many games of ring-a-leev-e-oh, cowboys and Indians, WWII and hide and seek. It was perfect, it was hidden and it was all ours that day. She lay down on her back and I pulled her pants and undies down to her knees and did the same to my own. I was rock hard and ready to go. I pushed, she arched, but with those pants just half way down her legs there just wasn't enough spread and that made me push just a bit too hard and she said it hurt .... so I stopped. I said let's just wait until we can do this in a more comfortable place. The next day, when I got home from school, my mom was gone and I knew she'd be out for a few hours. I ran down to Lucy's and told her come on over. We lay on my bed, this time completely naked which in itself was a revalation. Feeling her breasts agains my chest, her soft skin, her legs wrapping around me - mmmmm - I entered her slowly. It was the softest, warmest, sweetest place I had ever been and I loved every minute of it. While we were at it I asked her if it felt good and she said not yet but then I had my orgasm and I lay there, insude, in a blissful state. I looked down and saw there was blood all over. I asked if she was alright and she said she was so we cleaned up and then she went home before my mother returned. We did a couple more times after that and she liked it - but then we stopped. I think she had doubts and anyway, I wasn't asking her to be my girl and I know if I had we could have kept right on doing it. After that, I couldn't find anyone who would have sex with me for several more years - back then there just weren't that many kids my age having sex. Finally, when I was 15 I met a 16 year old who was into it and from that day on, making love was a part of my life. But the thing was, I felt bad about Lucy for a long time. I knew I had used her and every so often I'd even have bad dreams about it. Then, one day when I was in my 30s and visiting some friends San Francisco, I went to a party and there she was, with her husband her first child. I took her aside and I apologized. We talked about that time and what it meant to each of us. She was gracious and and understanding and I felt a weight lifted. Forgiveness is a powerful thing. 

Student Teacher

It wasn't the first time for me, but it was the first time for her. She was a young student teacher, probably about 22, who was brought in to our school to teach English. I took a liking to her right from the start, and kept staring at her all the time in class, so she couldn't help but notice me. One day, after she'd been there about a month, I saw her walking after school. I had my car and stopped and asked her if she'd like a ride. She accepted. She told me where she lived, but I took a long way, getting there, and stopped out on the edge of town. One thing led to another, and we both got naked and fucked right there in the car. She said it was her first real sex. She had a beautiful body. Of course I used a condom, because I didn't want to get her pregnant. Since then, I've been to her apartment about a half dozen times, where we have fucked like a couple of rabbits in heat.She loves it. I'm not sure how long she'll be teaching at our school, but probably at least until the end of this school year.She's even learned to suck my cock, and has become somewhat of an expert at it. She's a good student teacher as far as English is concerned, but in the sex category, I'm the teacher!

ER Romp

It happened just last year. I was an intern in a Chicago hospital,in the Emergency Room. During all my years in high school, college and Med School, I had had no time for sex. Too busy studying and making good grades. I figured there would always be time for sex later on. Well, it wasn't long after I landed this internship, when this very hot young doctor started coming onto me, pretty much from my first night on the job. He was charming, good looking, and had a way about him that I just couldn't resist. Most nights we were very busy, and there was no time for fooling around, but on this particular evening, things were slow,and we found ourselves in this small room where all the medications were kept.He came on to me very strong, and whispered in my ear: " You know I've been wanting to fuck you from the time I first saw you, and don't say you don't want to, because I know you do." He was right. And so, he pinned me against one of the cabinets, took off his jacket and shirt and lowered his pants. He had the most beautiful erect cock I've ever seen. It was standing straight at attention. I stroked it for a few minutes and just held it in my hands. He then began to kiss me and began to undo my uniform, and when I was virtually naked from the bottom down, he began to massage my vaginal area with some KY Jelly which was handy, and entered me in one very strong thrust and began his slow, rythmic movement. It felt wonderful. The more he plunged into me, the more I thrust hard against him. The feeling was absolutely wonderful. We fucked there for about 15 or 20 minutes and he came inside me several times. I came a couple of times myself. It was all fairly quick because we didn't want to be missed by the rest of the staff. But it was great sex. After that first time, we'd try to steal quickee sex sessions whenever we could. Then we began to date, and we managed more time together in his apartment or mine. I'm not sure where this is going, but so far the sex is good.

I was 51 years old

All of my friends have sent in their stories from this computer so I will also. I was hurt bad in an accident when I was young and was not healthy or pretty ever. The few friends I had were freaks like me and were friends from the hospital or doctors a decade or two older. My disfigured face and bad attitude kept me a virgin late in life. The biggest change came when my attitude changed in a church meeting. That's where I met my first girl friend when I was 49. She had been single since she was 28. She was on birth control since she was 16 and was in and out of relationships and could only keep a relationship 3 to 6 months. She had two abortions and three times she got a STD. When we met for the first time she was the most angry person I ever saw. I was ugly and she was drop dead beautiful. Since I was a person so ugly I was not considered a threat to hit her up for a date. She would talk to me and no other guy could. She could shut down any guy in less than ten words. She was off the market for good and hated all men except me. She only put up with me, not like she went out of her way to ever talk to me. Well one day a old man fell as he was getting out of his car. I did my best with CPR but he still passed in the Emergency room hours later and that broke me up. He should of lived ! I yelled . This lady watched me and my grief moved her . Was he your friend she asked? He was a human being and he was worth some love. I responded. I saw her pray up front the next Sunday and she was different from then on in every way. Mostly just the anger was gone and she stood upright. She even started singing as bad as it sounded she enjoyed it. May be 6 months later I found a sick young boy in the park and I started walk then cary him to the hospital . Part way there a car pulled up by me and it was this pretty lady giving us a ride. You look for these helpless people? She asked. Now God puts them here I just see them. Some people ignore them. I was two hours in the hospital waiting with the boy then they admitted him. When I came out she was still there in her pretty convertable and two hundred dollar business suite and string of pearls. She offered me a ride home to my efficiency on the 5 floor and walked and talked and left me at the door. The next day she found me at the thrift store buying blankets as I knew it would be a cold night. Well she bought the store out. And we were in the park and under bridges and knocking on cardboard houses handing out blankets to the poor all night. That's when she fell for me. She grabbed my face and kissed me and said forgive me for not seeing you all my life and she ran away. The next Sunday church was over and she sat there long after most left. The pastor asked me to talk to her as he admitted real pretty women intimidate him ,and he thought we communicated well. I sat beside her and she looking foward not at me said. Would you ever consider ever being married to a woman like me.? I never ever dreamed of marriage to any one. Let alone a Lady like you. Would you consider it ? Please! I just got up and walked away. Doctors squirm when they first see me with my shirt off. She has no idea what she ask. Later she met me at the park and made me sit on the park bench. You have more love than any one I have ever met . Could you love me ? She asked. I allready do. I never wanted to dislike any one. I am so ugly under my shirt. You will run and maybe cry. Try me . She said and walked away. I walked to her condo and waited at the gate and chatted to the doorman till she came home. She invited me up and I saw her two story beautiful condo on the 23 floor. She took me to the window infront of the balcony unbuttoned my shirt in full light and held it open. I expected worse what are you ashamed of . And she took two steps back and said marry me! I have never asked any one and I will never ask any any more if you say no. I understand I have a high failure rate going . Yes I will. We were married and I couldn't believe I had so many friends show . That night I was scared I had only masterbated a hand full of times in the last 10 years. So I masterbated 20 times , it wasn't easy, the week before my honeymoon. Well she was wearing a red sexy short night gown. I bought satin sheets and black pajammas. We danced and I was hard as 18 year old. As we danced I got aggressive and pulled her string holding up her night gown and as it dropped I saw my first set of beautiful breast. And I felt them and kept dancing. We backed on to the bed and sat then reclinded. I awarkly frenchkissed for the first time and got better with practice. I untied the side to her bikini panties and in a jiff they were off and I held them to my nose and took a deep whiff . She was tickled and I started kissing her lips her breast her belly and her hairless bikini area. Which was permantly hairless I found out later. I saw kissed and toungued my first pussy it was so exciting . I saw two small scars where her tubes were tied. I never knew women could get so wet oh my gosh really wet and creamy. She pulled out my tool and said perfect just perfect. And kissed it and she blessed it! You read right she prayed a blessing on my man tool. Well it worked my first time though was awkword but it was great. Only 5 minutes and kapow! But I was hard in ten more and we lasted a good 20. She orgasmed . She told me her record was 8 in one day and since she had been 25 she had never wanted let alone done more than 4 rounds in one night. That's a tall order but I was excited to try even at my age. It was so much fun. We laughed and a few times I went limp half way through. So you want the numbers. OK we made love six times before 6:00 am from 9:00 pm then 5 more times before noon. And 8 more times before 9:00 pm add them up. No Viagra either. OK 4 times total I went limp and missfired. But the rest I gave a good shot. She calls me stud. And we now have sex once or twice a day but it is so good. Every where we go guys hit on her and she shuts them down hard. She says keep it in your pants big boy. I'm in love with that stud , and you can't compete. She is great and we still walk the park and help the poor. Life for us is the best it's ever been.

First time with Maurice

so me and my ex of six months had just broke up. me and my ex never got to the point of doin it. But anyway a month later i met this boi. his name was Maurice. I only knew him 4 like 3 weeks when i decided to come see him at the end of the night on my birthday. at first we were chillin and watchin a movie but then he used a corny line like u wanna end ur b-day with a bang? lol i sat there and thought bout it and i was like sure so it wasnt even a definite answer. but he got up and walked to his room then turned around and looked at me like come on. so i walked to his room then we sat on the bed. i looked at him and was like let me think if i wanna do this. so he said ok. so then i layed back next to him then i made him turn the lights off. after that he started to kiss me and take off my clothes. we took off everything. then he put on a condom. then he started to push in to my pussy hole. at first it didnt hurt so i put my hands back but then it did. its like all this pain rushed to one spot. he had such a hard time gettin inside of me. cus i was so tight. he said it felt like a brick wall. he was just goin back in fourth in and out. i was just takin it. then i started to think bout my ex and how i wish it was him. so i made him stop and go get my phone. he was kinda upset but not that much. after that he just kept callin me and i just stopped responding until he went away.

At last I did it!

Well, I don´t remember my first time very well. I did it with a girl I had been dating some time ago, she was very uninhibited and was not a virgin and she wanted me to lose my virginity. I was 24 but did not specially want to do it, cause I was satisfied enough with wanking her and myself and also I was afraid to get her pregnant(though at the same time I thought it was high time I lost it). We went to my parents´ country house that evening and we did it. I don´t remember that night very well, but It was rather clumsy and tasteless. I thought "And this is all there is to it?" So that occassion was not something special for me at all, it was just more sex "with a little change". I had expected much more from that but I found it quite disappointing, though at the same time I felt "fulfilled" in a way, since I had been so shy all my previous years that I sensed it was high time I did it. Thinking in retrospect now, I don´t think that the first time has to be necessarily special, it is simply that there has to be a first time,it may be good or bad and it doesn´t really matter.

The first time with him

So I used to work with this guy, we'll call him Brian, and I had always noticed him from my first day there. He was a lot taller than me, about 6'2", broad, muscular, tanned, I'd notice him look my way a few times but never thought anything more about it. It was on our work night out when I sat next to him at the table. He started to get a little frisky under the table, rubbing his hand up my leg, seeing how far he could go up my skirt. I pushed him away with a seductive grin that told him later. The night pushed on and we soon became the only two of the party left. We were in a small club, I was dancing more at him than with him when he spun me around and began to grind his hips into me, not making any effort to hide the bulge in his pants. I'd never done anything like this before, but my heart was racing and I could feel my whole body tremble when I told him we should get out of there and get a hotel. He didn't take any persuading and within half an hour we'd found a hotel with a vacancy and were quickly making our way to the rented room, sparing no time in undressing each other. When we made it into the room he practically threw me onto the bed and tore away my remaining clothes and went down on me like no man ever had. His fingers squeezed my hard nipples whilst his tongue flicked my clit before entering my tight wet pussy. I was so turned on I came almost straight away, he continued licking me until I told him it was his turn. I sat him on the bed, pulling his pants to the ground and staring at his fully erect penis for a moment. It looked to be about 8" but that didn't bother me and I quickly took the whole thing in my mouth, sucking it and running my teeth along it as I pulled up. When he told me he was about to cum I took my tits, 36D, and put his dick between them. I squeezed them together and bounced up and down, licking his head when I could. He came and I took it all in my mouth; it tasted greated and I carried on sucking him and playing with his balls until he was hard again. We both climbed onto the bed, his fingers roughly working my pussy as we decided who would be on top. I fought my way and sat on his rock hard penis, feeling waves of pleasure straight away. He started moaning as I rocked my hips back and forth and started bouncing up and down. Just as he was about to cum again I stopped riding him and told him to take control. He flipped me over and we did it doggie style until he came all in me and he carried on pumping me until I came again. We both lay there for a few second before he went down on me again, bringing me to orgasm. We carried on having sex for the rest of the night, trying every position we could think of. We still fuck now and I love everything about it!

Vickie's Dad

I had dated and fooled around all through high school, but I had never fucked a guy. One day, a few weeks ago, I was over at my friend, Vickie's house, visiting. She said she had to run a quick errand for her Dad and would be back in a little while. This left me in the house alone with her Dad. He was probably about 40, but could pass for a lot younger. He was nice looking and had always treated me very nicely. Well, I never really expected it to happen, but it did. Right there on the living room couch, he took off his pants and mine, and he fucked me. It felt wonderful. We didn't have a lot of time, because we knew Vickie was coming back soon. When she walked in the door, we had managed to get our clothes back on and were just sitting there talking.I'd like to fuck with him again, with more time,because I really did enjoy it.Maybe it will happen.

First time is the right time for james

When we started going out, she'd just told this other guy she didn't have feelings for that she didn't like him, though they were good friends. He called her a bitch and stuff and got so pissed and the look on her face was so sad.. she started crying. I went over and asked if she was ok, I didn't know her very well. I touched her shoulder and she sort of flinched away but, then sighed and just pushed herself into me and hugged me. Finally, after just sitting there, she whispered "I feel so weird, right now I'm afraid of everything but you..". I pulled her tighter, then I got an idea and I told her to shut her eyes. She shut them softly, and i took her chin with my fingers and kissed her. It was her first kiss, but it was really good, it was the best kiss I'd ever had at the time. A couple months later, it was her fourteenth birthday and I invited her over. I loved her, very much, she was sweet and kind, but not immature, and brave. She came over and I asked her what she wanted to do and she said, "Lets watch on of those old disney cartoons, you know, like Snow White.." eventually, we agreed on Pocahontas. It was winter, and cold, and we were on my bed in my room. It was dark and the window kept rattling, but she didn't mind. She was leaned against me, sort of across my chest. It was cute. She was short for her age and I was tall for mine, and a couple months older. I realized i was getting turned on, so i paused the movie and pulled her up. I sort of stared into her eyes, then kissed her. It was almost electric, and I pulled off my shirt right away. Every touch made my skin tingle, and shiver, her hands were a bit cold because it was so frozen outside. I helped her off with her shirt, then bra, and i traced the sides of her breasts. She shivered, and her hands were shaking. She unbuttoned my pants and i helped her pull them off. I knew what might happen, and maybe I was a bit of a perve, and i had condoms under my bed. I asked her if she wanted to and she nodded. I grabbed one from under my bed and looked awkward. She laughed at me and helped me get it on. I felt my hands begin to shake, and i pulled off her pants. Her hands slid down my back and I shivered. I was worried she'd be angry for this in the future and I whispered "are you really sure?" She smiled and whispered "Yeah.. i'm sure, sex doesn't really scare me, what people make it into does..". She was always insightful like that. I hitched her leg up around my waist and my skin tingled, her skin was soft and warm. I remember everything. Her breath was cold on my skin, and it, like everything else, made me shiver. Fortunately, I found a way in very quickly. The moment my penis hit her vagina, her hands clenched at my shoulders, i shoved it in, slowly as possible, and she shut her eyes really tight. I was big, I had a big penis, she was small, you get my drift. I'd heard it hurt a lot for girls in the beginning, so I gave her a minute to get used to me and then moved in and out really slowly. She looked like she was in pain, but she told me to keep going. After about 10 minutes, her expression relaxed, and she told me it didn't hurt anymore. I started to go faster, and the warmth of her insides mixed with the tingling feeling my skin got every time she touched me was amazing. Every once in a while she gasped. She was always a quiet person, quiet voice, and she moaned my name. It was loud for her, and I was a little shocked, it turned me on more. I felt myself start to go faster and I don't think she realized it but, she screamed my name. I kissed her neck, at the base, and I felt her heart beating up against my lips. She shivered at the touch and I felt my lips exploring all over her body. I don't think I left any of her skin un-touched. She was biting her lip, and I suddenly realized I'd been saying her name too. Her breaths were sharp, and if I didn't know any better it would look like she was in pain. I began kissing one of her shoulders, my favorite place to kiss her because her skin was soft and she seemed to enjoy it. Her hands slid into my hair, then back down, around, as far as her arms could reach, my back. She barely even touched my skin. I was about to have an orgasm, I could feel it, but this was different than any of the ones I'd ever had before, it was warm, and soft, and amazing and the best thing I'd ever felt. She was about to as well, and she had one first, I followed in about a second. I was sure how long it lasted, and the feeling went away. I felt calm, relaxed, and happy. I pulled out of her and ran to the bathroom to take off the condom. I came back and she was still naked on my bed. I lay down and pulled half of her onto my chest. We were warm now and we fell asleep for about an hour. She woke up and grabbed her clothes and I walked her home through the snow. We walked to her back porch and made sure her parents weren't watching (they didn't know we were dating) and I kissed her. This happened last week, and it was the most amazing experience of my life. So many people say their first times were awkward or with the wrong person, but mine was right, and I love her, and I'll never forget how soft her skin was, or how it felt every time she touched me that night.