Nikki s First
I was eighteen years old when I first laid eyes on Raymond. He was 30 and in my opinion the hottest guy I had ever seen. Every time I saw him my stomach got butterflies and my heart would beat faster. He s so damned hot! I would tell my friends on an almost daily basis. I met him through my cousin. I would baby-sit her kids sometimes and it seemed like he was always there. He was tall and muscular with dark eyes and dark hair. He also drank and smoked pot all the time which made him a total bad boy in my eyes and so much hotter. Plus my dad hated him and specifically told me I don t want you near him. All of that combined just made me crazy to sleep with him and I made it my goal to do so. I will fuck him! I told my closest friend. Every time I saw him I tried my best to act all flirty and hot…thinking back I just looked lame. There were a few times he came over when I was babysitting and it was just me and him after I put the kids to bed but nothing happened. We would just play video games all night and he would occasionally stare at me with this insane smoking hot gaze…it left me burning up inside my clothes and desperate to get laid. There was many a night after babysitting that I would be home in my bed and my fingers would travel down my stomach to finger my swollen clit while my mind concocted wild images of me and him together. I brought myself to quite a few amazing orgasms quiet ones though because my parents were in the next room.
The kids I babysat inevitably got older and my services were no longer needed. Raymond dropped out of my life as quickly as he came into it. Every now and then I would think of him and my unsuccessful attempts to sleep with him but eventually I forgot about him. That is until a chance meeting with him on the subway when I was 20. I got on the C-train and sat down. I heard someone clear their throat loudly and obnoxiously behind me but didn t pay any attention to it until I heard Nikki! . I turned Read the rest of this entry »
That Was It?!?
I was 19 years old the first time that I saw Marcus. He sort of intrigued me in a strange way. I wasn’t quite sure what had transpired that he and I ran into each other but he ended up smiling at me as I handed him his iced frappacino and he handed me his phone number. I smiled at him shyly and said that I would call not really sure if I would or not.
My co-workers immediately said that I just had to call and that he just seemed to be so dreamy. I really knew nothing about him except that he liked vanilla and strawberry shots in his drinks. The girls at work bugged me for over a week before I finally relented and gave in. It was Saturday afternoon when I picked up the phone and dialed his number. By the third ring I was all set to hang up the phone when I heard it picked up and someone yelling to wait.
I sort of looked at the phone and laughed thinking to myself well that’s one hell of a greeting. Finally I heard his voice on the other end of the phone.
“Hi Marcus its Kayla. I hope that I am not bothering you or anything but I figured maybe since it was Saturday afternoon that you would be home ” I said to him and tried to keep the shaking from being heard in it.
“Kayla I am so happy that you called. I have been thinking about you all week long. I began to worry that you would not call. What are you doing tonight please tell me nothing because I would love to take you out to dinner ” he said.
I smiled into the phone as we continued to talk and make plans. I was so nervous about meeting him that night. I thought about what to wear and began to really get nervous. About two hours before he was to come and pick me up I hopped in the shower and shaved washed my hair and made sure that every nook and cranny was washed.
I had decided on this soft floral patterned sundress with thin straps. I was large chested but still young enough that they were firm I didn’t Read the rest of this entry »
The Dawn Of Understanding
I can still see her in my minds eye. The memory of her echoes through my head even still. Her voice still sings sonnets and her face will forever be imprinted in my soul. I never knew her name I never touched her I never even talked to her. I know this woman only from a distance and only for a very short time.
Her curves and body will remain with me forever. I would be remiss if I said that she was perfect for she was simply a mortal woman. Her flesh was not without blemish and her hair did not shine. The woman s curves were not flawless and her voice was far short of angelic.
I remember laying eyes on her. I was young in the ways of the world and even younger still in the ways of sensuality. The plastic seat was hard and I was exhausted. I was a movement out of the corner of my eye as the woman sat several seats from me in the chilly airport terminal.
I still have a perfect image of that first glimpse of the woman I remember every line and shadow of her face. I remember the dark blond hair the framed her pretty face. It was a pretty face. As I said she was no goddess I have seen many women that would be considered more beautiful than she.
I believe that pretty is the best word to describe this woman. She was pretty in a plain way that spoke volumes of her life. I remember that our eyes locked for no more than a second before we each looked away. She had pretty eyes the kind that intoxicates the kind that could steal your heart if you weren t careful the kind that could steel your heart if you weren t careful.
Her eyes were green with a touch of hazel running through them. There was a mystery there a form of sadness if you will. I knew at that moment that she was far from where she was supposed to be. A sadness that I could relate to I was preparing to leave everything and embrace a strange new world. I was to fly away and discover life with people I hardly knew. I was to trust Read the rest of this entry »
Solitary Passion
How clearly I remember my first lover. Who knew of him with his blazing blue eyes and crooked smile but me? None of them knew I kept him well hidden. For who would have understood our solitary passion? How might he be explained to the girls who chattered incessantly about who was seen holding hands with whom? What might they have thought? My love would be lost on them. I told nobody.
Oh but the times we had. At night when all was quiet I would gaze out my bedroom window into the deep blue sky following the airplane lights with my eyes as he climbed into bed next to me. I stared at the moon as he whispered into my ear reminding me that I was a woman now desirable and lovely. I would feel the cool air from the window blowing his touch on my face stroking my cheek tracing my lips until my tongue reached out to lick them.
His hands would roam over my nightgown tracing the outline of my full breasts.
They re beautiful. His fingers probed around the outline of my breasts beneath my nightgown as he breathed these words into my ear. The essence of woman.
I sighed as I began to feel my nipples growing erect against the fabric. His voice now a husky whisper revealed his desire. Can you lift up the gown sweet one? Can I touch them?
Yes I could and did and before long I removed it entirely. For long minutes he stroked my breasts and cupped them as I lay staring at the moon. The words he whispered sent fire through me awakening places that barely knew life yet. He took my hand and asked me to let him move it to pretend it belonged to him. With my assent he ran my fingers across my breasts and traced the outline of my nipples. I glanced down in the darkness trying to see them come to life. How they would spring out as my fingers danced over them squeezing them and rubbing them from side to side. Circling them lightly around and around until they seemed to reach for the ceiling Read the rest of this entry »
Virgin Summer Ch. 1
I was skateboarding around my house when my brother s friend came over. Now this wouldn t have been such a big deal but on this day he brought his sister Nicole with him.
She wasn t the Prom Queen of her class but she had goldish brown hair brown eyes and a cute little ass. Today she was wearing a white tank top w/ no bra and sky blue jeans. We had kissed a few times behind my house before and we were sort of dating. I say sort of because there was one problem. Her parents didn t like the fact that I (A severe lazy-ass) would want to date there daughter (The loveable eldest daughter). This lead to us sneaking out of our houses at odd hours of the night. And this had only been going on for about two weeks and we didn t do anything sexual per se. We would walk around the neighborhood drunk on each other. The kind of love that you could only find in women s romance novels. But we both silently knew that one day soon we would express that love sexually. A first for both of us.
After I was finished almost killing myself a number of times on my board I went inside my house and into my room. I kicked my shoes off and thought about how to get some privacy with Nicole. But before I could come up with a decent plan my Mother hollered up to me
Nick…Dan (my brother) Jack (my brother s friend) Nicole and I are going to the mall you wanna come with us?
Sure! I said
This was perfect me and Nicole could walk around the mall for hours granted it wasn t the privacy I had in mind but at least I could get away from my mother.
My brother hopped into the passenger seat forcing me to sit in-between my Jack and Nicole. It was a cool summers day so I brought a light jacket just in case it got extremely cold. I set the jacket in my lap and Nicole took the hint. Her right hand slowly crept over my leg and she began to massage my groin. Soon I was squirming in my seat trying to get comfortable Read the rest of this entry »
Keeping a Promise
As Russ stepped off the plane he smiled to himself. Pulling his long brown coat tighter around him and yanking his hat down on his hairless head he entered the terminal. He was there to keep a promise — one made to Kathleen an Internet friend. He said if he was ever in her state he’d meet her and they would hold a proper make-out session. No actual sex but masturbation would be played by ear.
See Kathleen was 25 and had never dated except for what she called a desperation fling. The farthest that relationship had gone was holding
hands. But Russ understood some of her shyness — teasing when she was younger as well as bad things in her past she’d never really specified.
From the pictures she’d sent he recognized her across the terminal. Waving he trotted toward her carrying his baggage.
The two had met on one of the online diary sites and their friendship had blossomed into regular instant messages e-mails and the occasional
phone call. They had both admitted an attraction for the other and danced along the line between friendship and something more.
He had been pleased to discover her sensual imagination. She didn’t talk about it a lot but he knew many of her turnons and she knew some of
his.
Hey sweetie! Kathleen said with a smile pulling him into a tight hug. You re taller than I thought.
And you re lovelier than I thought he said with a grin.
She blushed.
You re just saying that. But it s aweful nice of you she said. Can I help you with your bags?”
She slung one over her shoulder pulling her curly blonde hair from under the strap.
My car’s this way she said.
They walked side by side peeking at each other out of the corner of their eyes both thinking about the promise and the boundaries set but
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not mentioning it.
It takes a little bit to integrate the person you know online with them in real life doesn’t it? Russ said.
A little Kathleen said. But I like it.
She chattered about the town as they drove to the movie store. He led the way into the movie store and she watched him appreciating his
strong shoulders and sparkling eyes. It wasn t so hard fitting the creative and philosophical mind with the body.
After spending half an hour in the store debating the merits of different movies they nabbed an old Godzilla movie. They both had a good idea they wouldn t see much of it.
After supper which Kathleen cooked they decided to watch the movie.
The TV was upstairs in her bedroom so they headed up.
It s not so girly is it? Kathleen said with a smile as Russ chuckled at the Marvel posters she had framed on her wall.
I like it he said. It fits you.
Jumping onto the bed Russ nabbed a couple of pillows for him and stacked up a few for Kathleen. Pushing play on the tape she climbed
onto the bed looking shyly at Russ and lay down so they were spooning.
He put one arm around her waist resting it on her belly.
Is that OK? he asked.
Fine she said. She felt the heat rise on her face glad he wasn t looking at her right then. It was foreign to her to feel another s warmth against her back. But it felt — nice she decided. Safe. After a little bit she snuggled tighter against him.
They lay like that for awhile enjoying each other s laughter at the dubbing and the stilted movement of the monsters.
I love your laugh she said looking up at Russ with a smile. It s warm. And rumbly against my back.
Russ looked down at Kathleen appreciating the curves of her body the sparkle in her green eyes and her full lips. She wasn t what most
people would call beautiful but there was a determination and fire under her reserved exterior that drew him to her. Her writings online
revealed a creative mind and passionate heart.
He caressed her arm running his hand from shoulder to arm. He didn t react outwardly as she shivered under his touch. It wasn t from fear he
knew because she didn t pull away. Rubbing her back with one hand he smiled to himself as she pushed back against him seeking more contact.
He reached up and gently smoothed her hair away from her face and planted a kiss on the cheek.
Gonna miss the movie if you keep doing that Kathleen whispered huskily.
Is that so bad? he whispered back.
Guess not she said.
He kissed down her neck down her chest. One hand stole under her shirt rubbing her soft belly.
Feeling like it was of her own volition she rolled onto her back and pulled him against her. He obliged her kissing the left side of her kneck gently nipping her earlobe.
Fuck Russ she said. Why didn t anybody tell me what I was missing?
She moaned softly feeling like ice and fire were exploding throughout her body. She idly wondered if it was possible to drown in sensation. Ignorant of what she should do but following the want the need she reached under his shirt caressing his chest pulling her fingers across
his back. Kathleen looked shyly up meeting Russ’s dark eyes.
Russ breathed harder too exerting iron control to keep from ravishing her. She looked so beautiful so wanton beneath him as he awoke
sensations she d always heard of but never experienced. Her eyes were big. She was softness and light to his firmness and strength.
Don t fight it he whispered softly. You re safe.
He leaned down and planted a kiss on her lips.
She looked up at him in surprise.
He kissed her again pressing his lips urgently against hers. Her lips parted and he slipped just the tip of his tongue in.
Another shiver raced through her body as she felt herself slipping into a world made up only of feelings and sensation. Cautiously curiously
she pushed her tongue into his mouth. Their tongues danced playfully and it was his turn to moan.
Thinking back to stories she d read Kathleen gently sucked on his bottom lip.
Mmmm he said appreciatively. That s nice.
He returned the favor and her eyes met his after. He saw in them fear and self-hate crumbling and passion mixed with gratitude glowing
instead.
Gaining more confidence as she learned from her patient teacher they grew more playful.
She sat up and pushed him to his back.
What feels good for you? she asked with an impish smile as she straddled him. Let s test.
I don t know if that does Russ said. Stay there too long and I ll violate the terms of our promise.
Oh she said with a blush. Sorry.
She moved slightly off him centering herself just over a leg rather than hips. Pulling up his shirt Kathleen kissed his belly button then
slowly licked her way up the center of his chest. She nipped gently along the collarbone then kissed solidly along his jawline.
Amusing herself yanking off his shirt she explored his body what made him breathe harder and what made him moan.
Russ thought he would soon explode. Determined to send her over the edge without violating terms he asked her if he could take her shirt off. He
rolled her gently onto her back.
He could see the questions and old fears pop into her mind but staring into his eyes she nodded.
Russ reached under her shirt sliding it off over her head spreading her hair behind her on the pillow. He smiled appreciatively at the simple black satin bra she wore.
He kissed down her neck again and ran his hands down her sides quickly discovering that she was ticklish there. With a grin he ran his fingertips up her side from waist to shoulder and laughed when she jumped.
Sorry sorry he said. I had to.
Punk she said giving him a playful punch in the arm.
Acknowledging her with a grin he kissed her lips and kept kissing southward. As buried his face between her breasts he reached up and caressed them through the smooth satin. They weren’t large or small — they fit his hands nicely. He noted with inward satisfaction the hard nipples and
ran his thumb over them.
Oh God she moaned. He took a quick glance up at her closed eyes and felt her arch against him.
He continued caressing her breasts gently squeezing and occasionally flipping a thumbnail across the nipples. He kissed up her left arm.
Fuck she moaned again. Lost in lust she slipped a hand beneath her waistband to touch herself.
He felt himself grow harder as he saw that. He nibbled her shoulder where the neck and collarbone join then kissed her again passionately.
Her left hand pulled him to her and their tongues battled for dominance.
He recognized the moment when she was about to come and promise be damned he slipped down and gently bit one nipple and pinched the other.
Godzilla and Mothra flamed with lightning and Kathleen exploded in energy with them.
Ohgod she moaned as her orgasm crested more intense than she d ever known. She trembled beneath him. Fuck. Ohgod.
His breath caught as he watched her face damp with sweat eyes shut giving herself totally to the feeling. It was gorgeous. She fell back
limp breath fast.
He reached over her grabbing the baby oil he d noticed on her nightstand. Rubbing some on his belly to warm it up he grasped himself and began stroking. Already hard it didn t take long for him to come as well.
Reaching behind him he used his shirt to clean himself off and tucked himself in.
Looking up he noticed Kathleen watching him face still rosy.
That was hot she said frankly. Never knew watching someone else masturbate was such a turn-on.
He smiled.
Let s make another promise he said. Let s not wait so long to do this again.
Deal she said snuggling back against him.
He put his arm around her again just in time to watch the credits roll.
My Virgins: Helen Ch. 1
It was the end of a long night. My friend Mark and I had been hitting the clubs on a boy’s night out. Going through university together we had developed a kind of formula for a Friday night. In the old days the object was getting laid but now Mark was in a serious relationship and he had to be home at a reasonable hour if he didn’t want big trouble with Sally.
We had been talking and drinking and partying with whatever girls we could find in each club we hit but now it was 3am and he had to hit the road. It had been a great night but for me nothing had changed. I wanted to get laid. There are a lot of good things about being in a steady relationship and Mark knew he would have someone to wake up with. I didn’t.
I had picked up in nightclubs before but years of trying had taught me the sad truth that it was not as simple as it was meant to be. This was just a few years since the word AIDS had entered the language and the old days of rampant casual fucking were receding into history. As a young lawyer with a good body and nice smile I did okay but it wasn’t like it had been.
As Mark wandered off into the night I decided I would see out the night doing my best. It is always easier to score when you are with a mate because finding hot girls out at night all on their lonesome was just not that easy. Since Mark had Sally at home in bed waiting for him I was just gonna have to go on the prowl and see what kinda luck I might find waiting.
It was so late they weren’t even charging a cover so I walked in and headed for the bar. This was a kinda young club for me so the odds were against me finding anyone looking for a suit. There are plenty of hot young babes who liked guys like me but I am a realist. Statistically it was only maybe one in ten 18 year olds who had the sense to see the attraction of experience.
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Virgin Hooked On An Older Man
**This is a true story which yes is long and slow a bit in the beginning but it does get better.**
I was brought up with strick parents. Sex was taboo wasn t allowed to watch movies rated over PG-13 wasn t allowed to have a boyfriend had to be inside the house by dark. Being the only child this made it more rough on me. There wasn t anyone to talk to. I was daddy s girl and he didn t want anything bad happening to me.
At the age of 18 I met George who was 24. I couldn t believe that I still had a curfew. I had to be home by midnight. This continued on til I was 19. We met at the drug store down the street from where I lived.
When we met he was right behind me in line at the check-out counter. He got really close to the back of my neck and whispered in my ear your beautiful! This scared me I jumped away from him. I looked at him and replied thank you but I am not interested. He was gorgeous. My heart fluttered the butterflies were flying in my abdomen. I gathered my purchases and started walking home.
A few minutes into my walk he approached me again this time he was on his bike. He offered to accompany me home. No thank you I can manage on my own. This didn t stop him he continued to walk with me. We passed one particular street and he mentioned that he lived on that block. This was only 4 blocks away from where I lived. That is nice. I said. My name is George. I would glance at him from time to time I knew he could tell that I was blushing. When we approached my block he stopped and said Well your home safe . I looked at him and asked how do you know I am home? He replied I only live down the street and I have seen you many times your either on your bike walking and I have also been watching your swim meets at the pool. This freaked me out even more. Because I never knew he had been following me. Well George have a nice evening. I walked Read the rest of this entry »
A Year Of First Times Ch. 02
Over the next few weeks Torrie and I talked on the telephone nearly every day and we dated every Wednesday Friday and Sunday evening. Not only did our personal dating relationship deepen during this time but our level of physical intimacy deepened as well.
Before I go any further let me tell you more about Torrie. She was an 18 year-old beauty with long blond hair green eyes and long shapely legs that went вЂall the way up’ to a beautiful perfectly shaped ass. Her ass was a great asset to her tall beautiful body. She was slim yet not skinny. Her skin was soft and fair. She had the firmest most tempting breasts I had ever seen anywhere - even in вЂgirlie’ magazines. Her breasts were crowned with soft light brown nipples that always got and stayed hard when I touched or sucked on them. As I would find out some weeks later she had a sweet tasting pussy that was covered with soft blond curls. Torrie was simply a perfect 18 year-old.
Each date since our вЂsecond first date’ a few weeks before after we went to a movie got something to eat rode around or visited with friends we always went parking for a time. Sometimes we would only park for a few minutes. Sometimes we spent the entire evening parking. Whatever time we had left before I had to take Torrie home we would spend alone parked in a secluded area. Naturally it seemed that each time we went parking our inhibitions disappeared more and more. By the time I had graduated in June each time we spent the entire evening parking both of us would end up completely undressed except for Torrie’ panties and my briefs. For some reason I never understood she always wanted us to keep our underwear on. It wasn’t to keep us from touching each other because Torrie would allow me to rub her pussy through her panties. Many evenings she would let me slip my hand inside her panties where I could feel her wetness. Most of the time Torrie would rub my erection through my briefs. Read the rest of this entry »