1. A Woman's Journal - First Time


    Date: 9/21/2017, Categories: First Time, Author: 1nympholes, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    very first days I was alone at the beach house, I would see this guy come out in only shorts, wave and then run down the beach. He would return about an hour later, heavy in sweat and his package much more outlined by his wet shorts. He looked like an athlete, maybe even professional. He had nice muscles but not overly so and long arms and legs. After a couple of days, I would wave and say "Hi" and he would wave back as always, then he would be gone. He must have thought I was still a child. Well, maybe I was in his eyes. He was only in his mid-twenties but to a sixteen year old girl, he looked, well, like someone's dad. It is hard to remember exactly what motivated me but I developed a plan that I thought was so exciting. As I look back, it was also probably immature but nevertheless, it was something I had to try. My sister, Amy, always told me how men go wild over boobs. She said, "When you have them like yours, you can get whatever you want from a man." My commitment to myself was to have sex before the summer was over and here was a really hot available man. I could not think of a better time than today to experiment. The plan was simple. I took off my top and bared my boobs. I knew my twins were more than adequate and my nipples are awesome. To the male jogger, they would attract him like a deer in headlights. I moved the Chaise so he could not miss me. As he ran by, I heard him say, "Holy shit!" and turned to head for his house. Disappointment was not the word for ...
    it. My goal was to get my cherry popped and it was not going well this first day. I was in tears feeling rejected and humiliated. Just as I was about to put my top back on and go into the house, I heard his voice say, "It's hot in the sun out here. Would you like some ice tea?" "Oh yes," I said a bit too enthusiastically. I followed him along the walk to the stairs with my bra over my shoulder. When we reached the deck, we passed several deck chairs and a grill before stopping at his front door. I seriously thought of pulling the rip cord on the bikini bottom and walking in his front door completely nude. I thought I was very confident but maybe not confident enough for that approach just yet. In later years, I certainly would be. He was at the kitchen sink and motioned for me to come over while staring directly at my boobs. I loved having a man, not just boys, look at me like that. He brought the ice tea around the counter to me. When he turned in my direction, I leaned forward so his arm rubbed across my bare tit. It was obvious that this was no accident. He put down his drink and with his left hand caressed my right tit and squeezed my nipple. I immediately responded to his touch. He then pushed me back against the counter and placed both his hands on each tit and started to grope each one. At the same time, he gave my fat nipples a real workout. I had gotten so wet when I played with my tits in bed but I had no idea of what a wet pussy was like until a man is playing with ...
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