My first experience with a boy sexually was when I was about 13. At my junior high school we had two temporary gymnastics instructors come to teach. They both flirted like hell with the girls in the classes. One was quite cute, the other was fun but less attractive (in my eyes).
I kept pretending to have problems with my cartwheel and the cute one would continue to help me. Then, I'm not sure how it happened, but he eventually invited me to his apartment. I was pretty excited about the idea. I had only ever kissed a guy once or twice before and this one wanted me at his place, he was about 18 or 19 and lived with his other instructor friend.
I decided to accept, and I asked my best friend if she could come with me. I didn't want to risk anything stupid happening. We somehow organized the whole thing and went over.
Nothing happened there. It was a totally bland afternoon except for the minor understanding of who this guy was. He had a strobe light and a mirror on the ceiling.
A few weeks later, we got in touch again, and he ended up inviting himself over to my place while my mother was away.
This time he got his way. Again nothing serious. Dry humping was all he got. I wouldn't let him take off his boxers although I was down to just my undies. nothing else on. It hurt more than anything, I didn't really enjoy the experience. It just kinda chafed. I was afraid and worried more than aroused.
The next experience was with a guy I really liked. Sometime around the year after. I had gone up to his cabin with some friends of mine and we managed to grab some space to ourselves when no one noticed. We fondled, he was an amazing kisser, and this was the first time I touched cock or had someone touch me. I was really enjoying it when his sister walked in on us and immediately called us to attention and outside. I'm not sure what would have happened if we had been left on our own.
I still remember my reaction to having touched him... I smelled my hand. Nothing. No overtly strong smell. Not like touching pussy. I washed my hands and made my way outside.
Ahhh getting busted is so unfair.;)
ReplyDeleteI couldn't really get past the fact that you were 13 and getting dry-humped by an 18 year old. Call me a prude, but that's just plain not right!
ReplyDeleteGray; Totally unfair.
ReplyDeleteLeonhart: you're right. Looking back I was too young. Thinking about my experiences I don't know if I'd ever want to have children. I might become a total and complete control freak thinking about that kind of stuff.