First Sexual Experiences

[MyVinny]

Thank you for the compliments. I've actually felt accepted and adored here on Lit but I've had a few PM's from men (and one from a woman) such as you've described. At least they're in the minority. Thank you for not being one of them!

x

I have thoroughly enjoyed this thread, until AH chimed in. I orgasmed just reading some of them, especially yours. Hope thats not "too much information".

 

[katbound]

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[undermythumb1]

undermythumb1~ Very hot!

i think so too!

 

[undermythumb1]

Thank you for the compliments. I've actually felt accepted and adored here on Lit but I've had a few PM's from men (and one from a woman) such as you've described. At least they're in the minority. Thank you for not being one of them!

x

what man would ever give YOU a hard time about posting here? the only problem i have with you is there's never enough pics.

 

[katbound]

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[undermythumb1]

Thank you. That's very kind of you to say.

Some people are just unhappily argumentative. Discussing is one thing but nasty barbs purposely thrown at me to challenge my beliefs and intellect in such a way that leaves no room for me to explain my point of view are another. I love engaging in dialogue and intelligent conversation but I appreciate others hearing me out just as I listen to them before commenting.

very well put.

this board is a positive place. and like my mom always told me "if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it at all." haha

 

[jorgan]

first experience

returning to the original spirit of the thread....

I was 18 and a senior in High School. Sandra was also 18 but was only a sophmore.
She was not the brightest of individuals which made for a fun time for me. I had broken
up with a girl I had dated for about 3 months but had done nothing more than make out
and the 2-3 times I had felt her up which was not so easy with a set of 27-A she brought
to the relationship.

Sandra called me one Saturday afternoon and we chatted for a while.
We talked for about an hour which was more than we had talked in the entire school year. She asked if I'd like to get together and do something that night but I had to go to a family function. She pretended to whine and pout and asked if there was any way I could get away. I doubted it but she kept up and finally just said "Alright, if you don't want to see me and my 44DD I will find something else to do."

I left the family at 8:00 and picked her up at the bowling alley where her parents we in a league.
We drove to a drive thru to get something to drink then to a park. It was late February and still very cold so we sat in the car and got comfey. After about 15 minutes of small talk I leaned in and kissed her. we kissed for a few minutes as I began to get hard as a rock.

She commented that I was a very good kisser and I returned the compliment. She rubbed her hand across my crotch and said that my dick was almost as hard as her nipples. I reached for one outside of her shirt and could tell they were getting very stiff. I made some silly joke about maybe she would like me to warm them up for her and she giggled and laid the passenger seat back.

I undid her buttons and unhooked her bra and unleashed the most massive set of breast I have seen in person. I immediately began to devour them moving from one to the other. SHe moaned and grabbed the back of my head and refused to let me back off. As I sucked on one breast she would pinch and pull on the other. Then She reached down and began to rub my erection harder and faster but never released it from my jeans.

SHe said "If I weren't on my period we would be having some fantastic sex right now."

since that was out she continued to rub my jeans until I shot a massive load. It was increadible.
We sat in the park and talked for a little while before I took her home. I had to drive around for a while to let the big wet spot in my lap dry out......

 

[laylayum]

Sugarlaced,
I cannot believe anal was your first. I don't think I would have ever followed through with anything had anal had to be my first experience!

My first sexual experience... I was not conscious. I drank too much at a party at age 17 and went to lay down/pass out on a floor in a room. When I woke up, a guy from my high school was on top of me/inside me. It was not a good experience, obviously, but enough time has passed by now that it doesn't bother me anymore.

 

[zukethecuke]

A very informative thread!

 

[lex8508]

I will let you guys know about my first time if it ever happens and doesnt turn out to be a total disaster. but until then I hope you will wish me luck and send some good vibes and make a good girl come my way

 

[Kazoora]

Breaking up

I had kissed and fondled in high school, but I never had anything resembling sex until my sophomore year of college. D and I lived on the same floor of our coed college dorm and almost instantly started hanging out together, leading to kissing and petting. With her roommate a few feet away at night and us both under D's covers, I eventually got up the nerve to move my mouth to her large breasts. I could feel her push her waist up to me, and I moved a hand down under the elastic of her panties, snaking a finger to her slit. She moaned and pushed my head down. I'd never done oral perform -- or had it done to me -- but I soon found my mouth before her pussy. As my fingers opened her lips, I took my tongue and dived inside, occasionally pausing to soak up her juices or run my tongue down one of her thighs. I could feel her wince. "More," she said. I did as I was told, moving my tongue inside her, spelling out the letters of the alphabet for what had to be 30 minutes or more until she came.
That led to my longtime love of oral sex. I love to give it.
For many nights, we kept the same routine, but I got to know another girl, too, (another story) and I broke up with D. The night that I told her, she took me back to her room and gave me my first blowjob. I ended up going limp before I could cum, but her warm mouth around my cock -- for the first time -- felt amazing. I never understood why she waited until I broke up with her, but I was always grateful.

 

[katbound]

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[Wolfking05]

Dang Kat! you were(and still are, hehe) a very hot, sexy and oh so very naughty girl

 

[katbound]

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[theweescotsman]

I won't go into age details but suffice it to say I was younger than the guy I was dating by almost a couple of decades (I've always been attracted to older men.) and it was with him that I had my first encounter with soixante neuf or 69. He was a much more experienced lover than I'd ever had and it was with him that I learned many of the carnal pleasures I've come to love later on.

I was lying in bed early this morning, having awakened horny, and I thought back to this first time I had 69. I brought myself to a couple of quaking orgasms thinking of this.

It was Valentine's Day and my lover brought me a special gift and took me to dinner before taking me back to his apartment. For you age enthusiasts, I was just 17 and he was, I think 35. Lovers of details, I hope to satisfy you as I also love details and the specifics of this meaningful erotic encounter are emblazoned in my memory.

I was dressed for the date in a very attractive black silk bouclé dress that had long sleeves yet exposed my shoulders with a halter-style neck that wrapped like a choker around my throat. I felt very sexy and provocative and I examined my body from every angle in a full-length mirror prior to my date's arrival, admiring the way the material clung to my emerging womanly curves. My breasts were full 34 C cups at that time, my tummy was taut and my ass was shapely.

I had on black thigh high stockings with garter belt, matching bra and panties, and I wore some type of black high heel. My hair was as long, if not a bit longer, than it is now, and I wore it down and tousled as I am not now and have never been a high maintenance kind of girl.

When my date saw me, he groaned in approval and whisked me off quickly lest we waste any time although my curfew was greatly improved upon after turning 16. Also, I was raised in a very Bohemian way so that half the time, my parents weren't even around to see me come home or if they were, they were up late and partying themselves.

In the car, he kissed me and touched me, slipping his hand up my thigh and feeling my silky panties. He stroked my hard nipples at stop lights and when he could manage to grope whilst speeding along the Interstate. At the restuarant, he placed my hand on his full erection and kissed me deeply before engaging me in some conversation to cool us both down before we went to our dinner.

I still remember the dinner; it was at a Mandarin restaurant, but the time following it was the most memorable. When we arrived at his apartment, we kissed inside the doorway and moved toward his bedroom, discarding clothing along the way. He arrived in the bedroom in boxers and I in my lingerie sans shoes. I crawled onto the bed and he sat beside me, stroking my body with his hands. They ran up my ribcage and to my full breasts, squeezing them and pinching my nipples through the material of my bra. I moaned in pleasure and he insinuated one finger into my panties, dipping it into my pussy and gathering my honey. He kissed his finger and licked his lips before placing his finger at my lips, prying them open and ordering me to lick and suck. I did so and enjoyed my taste as did he.

His cock was poking out of his boxers and he placed my hand on it, moaning as I squeezed him and stroked my own breasts. I was so horny! He told me to scoot over and he laid down next to me on his back. "Come here," he said, gesturing with his hands. "Straddle me," he said, reaching for my waist. He wrapped his hands around my waist and when I proceeded to straddle him, facing him, he rapped my ass and told me to turn around. He said, "You've never done 69?" or something like that. I was embarrassed even though I'd sucked my neighbor's cock and that same neighbor ate my snatch. This was a new guy I'd dated for only a month or so and we'd not progressed to anything other than petting with our clothes off and me giving him a blowjob. He had been very patient with me, so patient, I thought, that I was getting tired and wanted him to try something more. Well, this was it, I thought.

I shook my head that I'd never had 69 and straddled my boyfriend as he told me to do. He grabbed my hips and placed my pussy right over his face. I was scared and nervous and he assured me I smelled and tasted delicious and that this was going to be amazing. He told me to work on his cock just like I did when I blew him and I settled my tummy down and let my pussy sink down onto his face but tensed up when I felt him attempting to remove my panties. He patted my bottom and told me that it was okay, that we could leave my panties on for the time being. I relaxed again and got into giving him head. I did everything I knew to do to pleasure him and he responded with a very hard erection and copious amounts of precum that actually coated my lips and cheeks and strands of my hair; it was so plentiful and kept oozing out of his swollen cock head. I remember gazing down at the tumescent purple head and thinking how it looked like shot silk; it was so delicious and better than any lollipop I'd ever had.

He instructed me to touch and kiss his balls and he began kissing and sucking my pussy through my panties. I couldn't tell if my pussy honey was soaking my panties or my boyfriend's spit, but I was drenched and it felt so beautiful. I was mewing and moaning and this seemed to turn him on even more as he held my ass down tightly and worked on my cunt. His hips were rocking and my hips were rocking and I felt as if we were one machine or one animal moving together.

I felt my orgasm building through my young body and I felt it racing through my lover's cock so I stopped and he groaned impatiently. I felt his fingers prying my panties to the side and was so enthralled in the moment, I no longer felt shy. I felt his mouth lock onto my bare cunt and his tongue slip into my wet hole. His lips caressed my swollen clit and his tongue slipped out of my cunt and massaged my button. One of his fingers, maybe his thumb, stroked my asshole but I bucked and murmured a no so he relinquished that activity.

I remember he called me pussycat, in no way related to my nick on here, and he kept saying, "Come on, pussycat. Cum for me." I moved my hips on his face and slobbered all over his already soaking wet cock. I think I've mentioned that when I'm really turned on, I can deep throat a cock effortlessly. It just slides right down my throat and I move my mouth on it until my lover's orgasm is achieved, and this is what I did. My lover spanked my bottom and sucked and licked my cunt to an orgasm while I deep-throated him. We coordinated our orgasms, perhaps unconsciously as it just happened that we exploded simultaneously.

69 has always held a place in my heart, not only because it feels so damn good but because of my first beautiful experience with it. I always call it soixante neuf, which is what my boyfriend used (He was fluent in a couple of languages.) It just sounds more delicious than just saying 69. Hope you enjoyed my trip down memory lane.

going to bed now..........nice dreams tonight then

xxx

 

[lex8508]

I had kissed and fondled in high school, but I never had anything resembling sex until my sophomore year of college. D and I lived on the same floor of our coed college dorm and almost instantly started hanging out together, leading to kissing and petting. With her roommate a few feet away at night and us both under D's covers, I eventually got up the nerve to move my mouth to her large breasts. I could feel her push her waist up to me, and I moved a hand down under the elastic of her panties, snaking a finger to her slit. She moaned and pushed my head down. I'd never done oral perform -- or had it done to me -- but I soon found my mouth before her pussy. As my fingers opened her lips, I took my tongue and dived inside, occasionally pausing to soak up her juices or run my tongue down one of her thighs. I could feel her wince. "More," she said. I did as I was told, moving my tongue inside her, spelling out the letters of the alphabet for what had to be 30 minutes or more until she came.
That led to my longtime love of oral sex. I love to give it.
For many nights, we kept the same routine, but I got to know another girl, too, (another story) and I broke up with D. The night that I told her, she took me back to her room and gave me my first blowjob. I ended up going limp before I could cum, but her warm mouth around my cock -- for the first time -- felt amazing. I never understood why she waited until I broke up with her, but I was always grateful.

sounds like she was trying to win you back with giving you something special to me... but then, what do I know, Ive had one gf that lasted 6 weeks, saw her only 6 times, and I had to BEG her to do anything for me at all, even just touch me so... my only education comes from reading and listening to women bitch about their asshole bf's...

 

[lex8508]

I won't go into age details but suffice it to say I was younger than the guy I was dating by almost a couple of decades (I've always been attracted to older men.) and it was with him that I had my first encounter with soixante neuf or 69. He was a much more experienced lover than I'd ever had and it was with him that I learned many of the carnal pleasures I've come to love later on.

I was lying in bed early this morning, having awakened horny, and I thought back to this first time I had 69. I brought myself to a couple of quaking orgasms thinking of this.

It was Valentine's Day and my lover brought me a special gift and took me to dinner before taking me back to his apartment. For you age enthusiasts, I was just 17 and he was, I think 35. Lovers of details, I hope to satisfy you as I also love details and the specifics of this meaningful erotic encounter are emblazoned in my memory.

I was dressed for the date in a very attractive black silk bouclé dress that had long sleeves yet exposed my shoulders with a halter-style neck that wrapped like a choker around my throat. I felt very sexy and provocative and I examined my body from every angle in a full-length mirror prior to my date's arrival, admiring the way the material clung to my emerging womanly curves. My breasts were full 34 C cups at that time, my tummy was taut and my ass was shapely.

I had on black thigh high stockings with garter belt, matching bra and panties, and I wore some type of black high heel. My hair was as long, if not a bit longer, than it is now, and I wore it down and tousled as I am not now and have never been a high maintenance kind of girl.

When my date saw me, he groaned in approval and whisked me off quickly lest we waste any time although my curfew was greatly improved upon after turning 16. Also, I was raised in a very Bohemian way so that half the time, my parents weren't even around to see me come home or if they were, they were up late and partying themselves.

In the car, he kissed me and touched me, slipping his hand up my thigh and feeling my silky panties. He stroked my hard nipples at stop lights and when he could manage to grope whilst speeding along the Interstate. At the restuarant, he placed my hand on his full erection and kissed me deeply before engaging me in some conversation to cool us both down before we went to our dinner.

I still remember the dinner; it was at a Mandarin restaurant, but the time following it was the most memorable. When we arrived at his apartment, we kissed inside the doorway and moved toward his bedroom, discarding clothing along the way. He arrived in the bedroom in boxers and I in my lingerie sans shoes. I crawled onto the bed and he sat beside me, stroking my body with his hands. They ran up my ribcage and to my full breasts, squeezing them and pinching my nipples through the material of my bra. I moaned in pleasure and he insinuated one finger into my panties, dipping it into my pussy and gathering my honey. He kissed his finger and licked his lips before placing his finger at my lips, prying them open and ordering me to lick and suck. I did so and enjoyed my taste as did he.

His cock was poking out of his boxers and he placed my hand on it, moaning as I squeezed him and stroked my own breasts. I was so horny! He told me to scoot over and he laid down next to me on his back. "Come here," he said, gesturing with his hands. "Straddle me," he said, reaching for my waist. He wrapped his hands around my waist and when I proceeded to straddle him, facing him, he rapped my ass and told me to turn around. He said, "You've never done 69?" or something like that. I was embarrassed even though I'd sucked my neighbor's cock and that same neighbor ate my snatch. This was a new guy I'd dated for only a month or so and we'd not progressed to anything other than petting with our clothes off and me giving him a blowjob. He had been very patient with me, so patient, I thought, that I was getting tired and wanted him to try something more. Well, this was it, I thought.

I shook my head that I'd never had 69 and straddled my boyfriend as he told me to do. He grabbed my hips and placed my pussy right over his face. I was scared and nervous and he assured me I smelled and tasted delicious and that this was going to be amazing. He told me to work on his cock just like I did when I blew him and I settled my tummy down and let my pussy sink down onto his face but tensed up when I felt him attempting to remove my panties. He patted my bottom and told me that it was okay, that we could leave my panties on for the time being. I relaxed again and got into giving him head. I did everything I knew to do to pleasure him and he responded with a very hard erection and copious amounts of precum that actually coated my lips and cheeks and strands of my hair; it was so plentiful and kept oozing out of his swollen cock head. I remember gazing down at the tumescent purple head and thinking how it looked like shot silk; it was so delicious and better than any lollipop I'd ever had.

He instructed me to touch and kiss his balls and he began kissing and sucking my pussy through my panties. I couldn't tell if my pussy honey was soaking my panties or my boyfriend's spit, but I was drenched and it felt so beautiful. I was mewing and moaning and this seemed to turn him on even more as he held my ass down tightly and worked on my cunt. His hips were rocking and my hips were rocking and I felt as if we were one machine or one animal moving together.

I felt my orgasm building through my young body and I felt it racing through my lover's cock so I stopped and he groaned impatiently. I felt his fingers prying my panties to the side and was so enthralled in the moment, I no longer felt shy. I felt his mouth lock onto my bare cunt and his tongue slip into my wet hole. His lips caressed my swollen clit and his tongue slipped out of my cunt and massaged my button. One of his fingers, maybe his thumb, stroked my asshole but I bucked and murmured a no so he relinquished that activity.

I remember he called me pussycat, in no way related to my nick on here, and he kept saying, "Come on, pussycat. Cum for me." I moved my hips on his face and slobbered all over his already soaking wet cock. I think I've mentioned that when I'm really turned on, I can deep throat a cock effortlessly. It just slides right down my throat and I move my mouth on it until my lover's orgasm is achieved, and this is what I did. My lover spanked my bottom and sucked and licked my cunt to an orgasm while I deep-throated him. We coordinated our orgasms, perhaps unconsciously as it just happened that we exploded simultaneously.

69 has always held a place in my heart, not only because it feels so damn good but because of my first beautiful experience with it. I always call it soixante neuf, which is what my boyfriend used (He was fluent in a couple of languages.) It just sounds more delicious than just saying 69. Hope you enjoyed my trip down memory lane.

damn Miss Kat, see I need to find a woman like the guys that were so accomadating to your needs for patience and will teach me like your guys taught you. That was incredibly seexy, I cant wait to try it someday, but honestly, Im not sure if Id be able to. It sounds to me like you would have to have alot of trust for someone to do that, and alot of self confidence too... Two things that dont come easy in my life. But anyways, thank you for sharing another sexy, invigorating memory with us. I hope you came really well while typing it out for us.

 

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[cadman7777]

I won't go into age details but suffice it to say I was younger than the guy I was dating by almost a couple of decades (I've always been attracted to older men.) and it was with him that I had my first encounter with soixante neuf or 69. He was a much more experienced lover than I'd ever had and it was with him that I learned many of the carnal pleasures I've come to love later on.

I was lying in bed early this morning, having awakened horny, and I thought back to this first time I had 69. I brought myself to a couple of quaking orgasms thinking of this.

It was Valentine's Day and my lover brought me a special gift and took me to dinner before taking me back to his apartment. For you age enthusiasts, I was just 17 and he was, I think 35. Lovers of details, I hope to satisfy you as I also love details and the specifics of this meaningful erotic encounter are emblazoned in my memory.

I was dressed for the date in a very attractive black silk bouclé dress that had long sleeves yet exposed my shoulders with a halter-style neck that wrapped like a choker around my throat. I felt very sexy and provocative and I examined my body from every angle in a full-length mirror prior to my date's arrival, admiring the way the material clung to my emerging womanly curves. My breasts were full 34 C cups at that time, my tummy was taut and my ass was shapely.

I had on black thigh high stockings with garter belt, matching bra and panties, and I wore some type of black high heel. My hair was as long, if not a bit longer, than it is now, and I wore it down and tousled as I am not now and have never been a high maintenance kind of girl.

When my date saw me, he groaned in approval and whisked me off quickly lest we waste any time although my curfew was greatly improved upon after turning 16. Also, I was raised in a very Bohemian way so that half the time, my parents weren't even around to see me come home or if they were, they were up late and partying themselves.

In the car, he kissed me and touched me, slipping his hand up my thigh and feeling my silky panties. He stroked my hard nipples at stop lights and when he could manage to grope whilst speeding along the Interstate. At the restuarant, he placed my hand on his full erection and kissed me deeply before engaging me in some conversation to cool us both down before we went to our dinner.

I still remember the dinner; it was at a Mandarin restaurant, but the time following it was the most memorable. When we arrived at his apartment, we kissed inside the doorway and moved toward his bedroom, discarding clothing along the way. He arrived in the bedroom in boxers and I in my lingerie sans shoes. I crawled onto the bed and he sat beside me, stroking my body with his hands. They ran up my ribcage and to my full breasts, squeezing them and pinching my nipples through the material of my bra. I moaned in pleasure and he insinuated one finger into my panties, dipping it into my pussy and gathering my honey. He kissed his finger and licked his lips before placing his finger at my lips, prying them open and ordering me to lick and suck. I did so and enjoyed my taste as did he.

His cock was poking out of his boxers and he placed my hand on it, moaning as I squeezed him and stroked my own breasts. I was so horny! He told me to scoot over and he laid down next to me on his back. "Come here," he said, gesturing with his hands. "Straddle me," he said, reaching for my waist. He wrapped his hands around my waist and when I proceeded to straddle him, facing him, he rapped my ass and told me to turn around. He said, "You've never done 69?" or something like that. I was embarrassed even though I'd sucked my neighbor's cock and that same neighbor ate my snatch. This was a new guy I'd dated for only a month or so and we'd not progressed to anything other than petting with our clothes off and me giving him a blowjob. He had been very patient with me, so patient, I thought, that I was getting tired and wanted him to try something more. Well, this was it, I thought.

I shook my head that I'd never had 69 and straddled my boyfriend as he told me to do. He grabbed my hips and placed my pussy right over his face. I was scared and nervous and he assured me I smelled and tasted delicious and that this was going to be amazing. He told me to work on his cock just like I did when I blew him and I settled my tummy down and let my pussy sink down onto his face but tensed up when I felt him attempting to remove my panties. He patted my bottom and told me that it was okay, that we could leave my panties on for the time being. I relaxed again and got into giving him head. I did everything I knew to do to pleasure him and he responded with a very hard erection and copious amounts of precum that actually coated my lips and cheeks and strands of my hair; it was so plentiful and kept oozing out of his swollen cock head. I remember gazing down at the tumescent purple head and thinking how it looked like shot silk; it was so delicious and better than any lollipop I'd ever had.

He instructed me to touch and kiss his balls and he began kissing and sucking my pussy through my panties. I couldn't tell if my pussy honey was soaking my panties or my boyfriend's spit, but I was drenched and it felt so beautiful. I was mewing and moaning and this seemed to turn him on even more as he held my ass down tightly and worked on my cunt. His hips were rocking and my hips were rocking and I felt as if we were one machine or one animal moving together.

I felt my orgasm building through my young body and I felt it racing through my lover's cock so I stopped and he groaned impatiently. I felt his fingers prying my panties to the side and was so enthralled in the moment, I no longer felt shy. I felt his mouth lock onto my bare cunt and his tongue slip into my wet hole. His lips caressed my swollen clit and his tongue slipped out of my cunt and massaged my button. One of his fingers, maybe his thumb, stroked my asshole but I bucked and murmured a no so he relinquished that activity.

I remember he called me pussycat, in no way related to my nick on here, and he kept saying, "Come on, pussycat. Cum for me." I moved my hips on his face and slobbered all over his already soaking wet cock. I think I've mentioned that when I'm really turned on, I can deep throat a cock effortlessly. It just slides right down my throat and I move my mouth on it until my lover's orgasm is achieved, and this is what I did. My lover spanked my bottom and sucked and licked my cunt to an orgasm while I deep-throated him. We coordinated our orgasms, perhaps unconsciously as it just happened that we exploded simultaneously.

69 has always held a place in my heart, not only because it feels so damn good but because of my first beautiful experience with it. I always call it soixante neuf, which is what my boyfriend used (He was fluent in a couple of languages.) It just sounds more delicious than just saying 69. Hope you enjoyed my trip down memory lane.

Ahhh yes. I remember it well. You had the Lemon Chicken and I had the Tropical Thai Halibut.
It was an evening I will never forget Kat.....

I can dream can't I?......

 

[youngleo]

Kat, that was hott

 

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[ltnsfr007]

Haha. Yes, you can dream, dear Cadman. You gave yourself away with the Thai dishes, though, as it was a Mandarin Chinese restaurant specializing in Szechuan cooking.

Thank you, delicious man.

Love your stories, such detalis

BTW are you sure you didn't get the Red Snapper ? (LOL)

 

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[Sunndance07]

I dont know if I am alowed to tell, but my first experiences were with my way older baby-sitter.
I liked it alot.

 

[zukethecuke]

Love your stories, such detalis

BTW are you sure you didn't get the Red Snapper ? (LOL)

Fish? Weren't you paying attention? She got the MEAT!

lucky meat