1. The Hayride


    Date: 11/5/2016, Categories: First Time, Author: cvgreg, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    My husband found this site a year or so ago and spends time reading through the adventures of virginity. He encouraged me to send in my tale of loss as it excites him when I tell it. I was raised in a small mid sized farming/industrial community in the Midwest. We were a town of about 10,000 people; most of them middle class. This was about thirty years ago and I was a junior in high school and had dated a few times. Back then a popular Friday or Saturday date was to head to the local drive-in movie. What we referred to as ‘Make Out Drive-in Theater’. I had been on quite a few dates with boys in my school and while I was not a total prude, I was not a slut either. I had spent time cuddling and kissing. Several guys had slid their hands up my blouse and a couple had gotten their fingers into my panties. In return, I had held several male members, but that was about it. But, this incident occurred one early Fall Saturday night on a hayride. I had just turned sixteen and was beginning to think that I was grown up. I should act like it. I was a member of our high school's A cappella Choir group and our instructor had initiated the hayride as an outing for our group. On this night we had eight couples who attended and we met at a farm on the outskirts of town. I felt a bit anxious about the night as I was the youngest one of the group. The wagon was drawn by a four horse team and the night was cool but not cold. I had invited a senior classmate, Dave, who was not tall, dark and ...
    handsome but he had the most gorgeous eyes and melting smile I had ever seen. I thought this would be a great way to get to know him without being mauled at the drive-in. The hayride was wonderful and there was warm apple cider at the end of the ride, served in the farmer’s barn. The whole group sat around and talked about everything and after a while the farmer said he had to get up early and he went inside. As a group, we headed up to the hay loft and drank some more cider, talked some more, and cuddled. Dave was great at cuddling and his kisses were soft but we didn’t do much more than that, although others were getting into some heavy petting. Pretty soon, someone suggested that we have a kissing game. A girl would be blindfolded and have to kiss three guys and see if she could guess which one was her date. For some of the couples this should prove to be easy as they had dated for months, but for others it might be a challenge. The game progressed and the girls were pretty good at guessing but some of the boys had the beginning of a beard so that led to an easy give away. It was then suggested that the tables be turned and the boys had to kiss three girls and guess their date. This changed the outcome quite a bit and the boys were not nearly as good at the game. As the game progressed, one of the guys said that he could guess his date by the feel of her boobs. This began the great challenge and one by one the boys were blind folded and reached out and grabbed boobs. After ...
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