When was the first time?

SeaCat

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When was the first time you slept with someone in a sexual manner?

For me it was when I was 18 on a camping trip.

I was the outsider in school. I worked hard on the fishing boats and made some money. I had a bike and a beat up car. I didn't care about what most of the rest of the kids in school cared about, I made good grades but didn't give a shit about family status. (I graduated with a 3.95 GPA.) I honestly didn't care about how close I was to the Kennedies or shit like that. I also didn't play football and I wasn't the largest hunk in school. (I stood five foot six inches tall and weighed in at 140 pounds.)

My so called Girlfriend at the time was a young lady named Lisa. She stood all of five feet tall and might have weighed in at 90 pounds. She too was another outcaste. She was mixed race, her father was white and her mother was Vietnamese. Talk about a knockout. The Jocks didn't like her because she didn't put out and the Jocketes didn't like her because she turned heads. We had dated a couple of times but nothing serious. We certainly hadn't had sex.

We had decided on going camping to a place I knew in the White Mountains. This spot was miles away from anything and was on the shore of a small lake. We had planned it out and loaded our packs. We drove north early in the morning. When we arrived there the sky was gray and the wind was blowing but we ignored this. We parked the car, shouldered our packs and headed in.

When we arrived at the campsite we started setting things up. I helped her put up her tent then went to set up mine. Hers was a cheap tent while mine was a nice two person Dome. I dug a fire pit and we made dinner. We sat around talking for a bit as the winds grew stronger and the snow started falling. Finally we went to our respective tents.

A short while later I heard a scream followed by curses. I was startled by this as Tina didn't curse. I crawled out of my sleeping bag and then my tent only to find her fighting with her tent. It had collapsed. We tried to put it back up only to find several of the poles had snapped. There was no way this tent was going to be put back up. I told her to move her gear into my tent as I anchored her tent to keep it from blowing away. By the time I was done I was shivering violently, I was only wearing a pair of boxers.

When I crawled into my tent it was to find a mess. She had piled her gear next to mine and then tried to lay out her sleeping bag without success. The tent was too small. She was huddled there in her P.J.'s and shivering as she looked at the inside of the tent.

I looked things over and told her there was only one way to solve this problem. I unzipped and opened my sleeping bag before grabbing hers and spreading it over mine. I told her we would have to share the sleeping bag as well as body heat. She was hesitant but she agreed. We crawled into the sleeping bag and I made sure to roll onto my side facing away from her. She did the same, facing away from me. Oh the heat from her back was nice.

A short while later I woke up with an arm snaking across my side and chest. I could feel her pressing against my back. I fell back asleep.

I woke up a bit later after having rolled over. She too had rolled over. I could feel her ass pressed into my hips and my hand was resting on her shoulder. Even as I noticed this she reached up and pulled my hand down so it was resting on her breast. It took me about one nanosecond to respond to this and nature led the way.

We spent three days up in the mountains until the storm broke. Three glorious days of trying to melt the snow around us by pure friction. (We melted a lot of snow and I'm sure we scared a lot of wildlife.)

When we finally came out of the mountains I was in love. (Or at least in lust.) We couln't keep our hands off each other for the drive south. Then I dropped her off at her house and went home. I figured that was it. WHy would a lovely young thing like her want to be seen with someone like me?

When we went back to school she startled me. She came up to me in the hall and gave me a hug. Oh hell she didn't just give me a hug. She gave me a hug and then a kiss that didn't seem to end. As she kissed me she leaned into me and moved my hands onto her truly tight ass as she tried crawling up my body. She scandalized more than half of the school body by doing this but she didn't care.

We dated and screwed ourselves nearly blind for the rest of the school year. Oh people hated us but we didn't care.

When we graduated she went her way and I went mine. (I still wonder what happened to her.)

And people wonder why I'm attracted to little women?

Cat
 
Well she changed her name from Lisa to Tina on the drive up into the mountains, I wonder what her name is now?

:eek:

;)
 
Honey, if I talked about my first time (or the next time, or the time after that, or that, or that) I'd be breaking one of Lit's cardinal rules, so I'll say nothing except that I led the way ;)
 
Honey, if I talked about my first time (or the next time, or the time after that, or that, or that) I'd be breaking one of Lit's cardinal rules, so I'll say nothing except that I led the way ;)
Bet that is a more common problem than not. :rolleyes:
 
It was November, 2007. I was 32 years old. While I was in Vegas for a poker tournament that a lot of my poker buddies had all gone out for, one of the women in our party seemed like she was eying me up. I let her know that I was going back to my hotel room in hopes that she would join me, but she just kept to herself and her slot machine.

When we returned home, on Tuesday night, November 6, 2007, I got knocked out of our second poker game early, as did a few of the women there. We were all sitting at the bar flirting with each other, the three of them getting drunk, myself not, when the one that was eying me in Vegas flashed her bra at me. Now I would have preferred to be with one of the other two, but I will take what I can get.

We start talking at a table next to the bar. She starts holding my hand, and we start kissing. she is three sheets to the wind, and I am wondering if I am taking advantage of her, or the other way around. Either way, she was too drunk to drive so I give her a ride home. More making out in the car. she invite me in, we get undressed, crawl into bed, and she passes out as we are making out and fondling each other. No problems here, I'm pretty tired as well. So I drift off too.

We each wake up a couple of times and fool around some more, until about 5:00 or 6:00 in the morning when we finally got down to having actual sex, my first time in twelve years. It was the worst sex I ever had, but it was still great.

Anyway, that was the first time I actually stayed in a woman's bed like that and actually had sex with her.
 
I was 6, she was blond and hot and 5. Some kids learn to read at 3, and some play the piano at 4.
 
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