My first time
I'm not sure why xham took this down, but here goes again:
My first time…. I was camping with some friends through my youth group. I was around 13 or 14, and I had never really fooled around with anyone, let alone a girl. We started playing spin the bottle. There were about 8 of us, 3 boys and five girls. I don’t remember where the adults were, but they pretty much left us to our own devices. I don’t remember much about the boys except that I was very shy the first time it was my turn to kiss one. I was really worried that I wasn’t a good kisser. Then someone suggested we play “7 minutes in heaven.” I had never done that, but I remember I was excited to get the practice, even though I didn’t find any of them particularly interesting. I was very surprised, though, that the boys touched me as well as kissed me. One of them even felt my boob, which was strange and somewhat exciting.
At some point, there weren’t enough boys to go around. This other girl and I had to wait for two rounds to join in again, and I remember how impatient I was. The second time I had to wait, it was with this girl Marissa. She was very pretty, with very nice skin and really beautiful brown eyes. She was bored and asked if I’d like to practice while we waited for our turn again. I figured, why not. She was an amazing kisser. Either that, or I just liked girls and didn’t realize it at the time. In any case, I loved kissing her and holding her. I was mesmerized, and when some idiot called time, I realized I didn’t want to stop. Eventually, we all went to sleep.
The next day was taken up with making breakfast, hiking, having lunch near a stream that had the best water, and then dinner. We were all looking forward to playing the game again, I think. I know I was. I remember watching Marissa hiking in front of me and wondering if she had liked kissing me, worrying she hadn’t, and wondering if it would improve my kissing with the boys. Crazy thoughts, very confused. Sure enough, later that night, all of us started messing around again, this time bypassing spin the bottle and going straight for “7 minutes in heaven.” Somehow I found myself sitting out with Marissa again. She took my hand and walked me over to a set of trees further away from the fire and asked if I wanted to kiss her. I realized I had been waiting for this the whole day, but only nodded yes. She kissed me slowly at first, then more passionately. I remember laying down underneath the trees. It wasn’t too comfortable, but I didn’t care. I remember wondering if she would touch my boob, like that boy had. She didn’t, and I was a bit disappointed.
Then all of a sudden, she was undoing my buttons and had her hand in my pants, inside my panties. I almost jumped out of my skin. I remember shouting or moaning loudly into her mouth as she passed her fingers over sex. No one had ever touched me there before. I was so excited, I didn’t know what to do. I must have had a death-grip on her shoulders because at some point she loosened one of my arms and put it firmly into her cargo pants. I was completely floored, and I remember feeling like everything was topsy-turvy as I started touching her. I had no idea of what to do; I hadn’t even touched myself really. I tried to imitate her movements on me. In retrospect, I’d say her boldness was definitely a turn-on, but she was pretty clumsy. She played with my pussy lips, would rub my clit every now and then, but her rhythm was off. Still, it was very exciting to me to be touched down there, and even more exciting to touch her. I remember realizing that she was very wet, and that I was very wet, and that the entire woods smelled like pussy. I loved her scent – it was very strong and musky. At some point, I felt her convulse. I had heard about orgasms, and assumed she’d had one.
Then it was all over. She stopped kissing me, took her hand out of my pants, buttoned herself up, and announced she was going to sleep. The next day and for the rest of the trip, she treated me as if she didn’t know me. I was shocked. I’m not sure what I expected, since I was still focused on boys. But I didn’t think she’d ignore me like that. At some point during the next week when I saw her again, I asked her if what had happened meant something to her. She just said, “It’s no big deal. I can get that any time I want. It’s not a thing.” I was crushed. I felt embarrassed and completely used and thought I had done something wrong. It put me off girls for several years. Until the end of my senior year in high-school. Which was my second time….
My first time…. I was camping with some friends through my youth group. I was around 13 or 14, and I had never really fooled around with anyone, let alone a girl. We started playing spin the bottle. There were about 8 of us, 3 boys and five girls. I don’t remember where the adults were, but they pretty much left us to our own devices. I don’t remember much about the boys except that I was very shy the first time it was my turn to kiss one. I was really worried that I wasn’t a good kisser. Then someone suggested we play “7 minutes in heaven.” I had never done that, but I remember I was excited to get the practice, even though I didn’t find any of them particularly interesting. I was very surprised, though, that the boys touched me as well as kissed me. One of them even felt my boob, which was strange and somewhat exciting.
At some point, there weren’t enough boys to go around. This other girl and I had to wait for two rounds to join in again, and I remember how impatient I was. The second time I had to wait, it was with this girl Marissa. She was very pretty, with very nice skin and really beautiful brown eyes. She was bored and asked if I’d like to practice while we waited for our turn again. I figured, why not. She was an amazing kisser. Either that, or I just liked girls and didn’t realize it at the time. In any case, I loved kissing her and holding her. I was mesmerized, and when some idiot called time, I realized I didn’t want to stop. Eventually, we all went to sleep.
The next day was taken up with making breakfast, hiking, having lunch near a stream that had the best water, and then dinner. We were all looking forward to playing the game again, I think. I know I was. I remember watching Marissa hiking in front of me and wondering if she had liked kissing me, worrying she hadn’t, and wondering if it would improve my kissing with the boys. Crazy thoughts, very confused. Sure enough, later that night, all of us started messing around again, this time bypassing spin the bottle and going straight for “7 minutes in heaven.” Somehow I found myself sitting out with Marissa again. She took my hand and walked me over to a set of trees further away from the fire and asked if I wanted to kiss her. I realized I had been waiting for this the whole day, but only nodded yes. She kissed me slowly at first, then more passionately. I remember laying down underneath the trees. It wasn’t too comfortable, but I didn’t care. I remember wondering if she would touch my boob, like that boy had. She didn’t, and I was a bit disappointed.
Then all of a sudden, she was undoing my buttons and had her hand in my pants, inside my panties. I almost jumped out of my skin. I remember shouting or moaning loudly into her mouth as she passed her fingers over sex. No one had ever touched me there before. I was so excited, I didn’t know what to do. I must have had a death-grip on her shoulders because at some point she loosened one of my arms and put it firmly into her cargo pants. I was completely floored, and I remember feeling like everything was topsy-turvy as I started touching her. I had no idea of what to do; I hadn’t even touched myself really. I tried to imitate her movements on me. In retrospect, I’d say her boldness was definitely a turn-on, but she was pretty clumsy. She played with my pussy lips, would rub my clit every now and then, but her rhythm was off. Still, it was very exciting to me to be touched down there, and even more exciting to touch her. I remember realizing that she was very wet, and that I was very wet, and that the entire woods smelled like pussy. I loved her scent – it was very strong and musky. At some point, I felt her convulse. I had heard about orgasms, and assumed she’d had one.
Then it was all over. She stopped kissing me, took her hand out of my pants, buttoned herself up, and announced she was going to sleep. The next day and for the rest of the trip, she treated me as if she didn’t know me. I was shocked. I’m not sure what I expected, since I was still focused on boys. But I didn’t think she’d ignore me like that. At some point during the next week when I saw her again, I asked her if what had happened meant something to her. She just said, “It’s no big deal. I can get that any time I want. It’s not a thing.” I was crushed. I felt embarrassed and completely used and thought I had done something wrong. It put me off girls for several years. Until the end of my senior year in high-school. Which was my second time….
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