1. I Met Cassie At The Sex Camp


    Date: 7/8/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, First Time, Romance, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Young, Author: canadianalien, Rating: 95, Source: sexstories.com

    was soft. When it hit mine I expected to fell a shock, or a spark or something. Alas, no alchemy occurred. It felt nice, but it was difficult to decouple the whole “so this is what tongues feel like to tongues” aspect from all of it. The next step was to get naked. We decided to make out for another twenty minutes before taking that particular dive. Approximately twenty minutes, that is. We weren’t going to time ourselves. Twenty minutes was just a stand in for “until we get more comfortable”. I really concentrated on the feelings. Her hand pressed tight to the small of my back, the roughness of her slightly chapped lips, her fine hair tangled in my fingers (she’d taken it out of its ponytail, earlier). Our tongues met, and when they did it was like old friends meeting, pleasant and cordial. Sometimes, I explored her teeth. They felt clean and hard. Sometimes I felt her tongue on my teeth, and it was an odd and exciting sensation. I felt both more, and less than I would have expected. Finally we were satisfied, or perhaps horny enough that we were eager to get on with things. We broke apart, and then kissed quickly again, and then broke for good. She giggled awkwardly. I stood up, and offered her a hand. She took it. Her hand was a bit damp. “One piece at a time?” I asked her. She took a step back from me, so that we each had some room. “One piece at a time,” she agreed. I took off a sock. Hey! It counts. She took off a sock. I suppose if I was going to defect, she saw no use ...
    in cooperating. I took off my other sock. I wiggled my toes. She took off her other sock. Was the lack of eroticism just because it was socks? I though stripping was supposed to be erotic, not amusing. I took off my t-shirt. I was self conscious, and it got stuck on my glasses, taking them with it. She giggled as I looked for them (in best Velma style). When I found them, put them back on, and looked at her, her pants were off. She had plain white panties. They were soaked through in the front. She was looking down at them like they’d betrayed her. “I didn’t pee myself, honest!” I laughed. “I think the video did mention something like this could happen.” She just shook her head ruefully. “Come on you, off with your pants!” I didn’t know how to take off my pants seductively, so I settled for taking them off normally. I stepped backwards out of them. My boner was pretty clearly visible through my underwear. “I don’t think you’re the only one who has gotten a bit excited,” I said with a rueful grin. I was embarrassed, but I’d also just had my tongue in her mouth, so I figured it wasn’t unexpected. Besides, things are a bit less embarrassing once you’ve had your tongue in someone’s mouth, with that person at least. She took off her shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra, which I already knew because I hadn’t felt one when snuggling with her. I may be inexperienced, but I can make inferences based on observation like a pro. Her breasts were very small, like I’d noticed earlier. It’s not ...
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