First Time


Shelter From the Cold

The icy chill of the cold, November evening that marked the first snowfall of the year could not even compare to the chill in John Burke's heart. As he walked the four blocks from the corner store to his apartment with a gallon of milk in his hand, he stared down at the ground, lest he catch the eye of one of the few people who ventured out on a night like this in the otherwise silent and deserted streets. He didn't want to talk to them. He didn't even want to acknowledge their existence. Fortunately, most people had shut themselves up inside their warm homes, cut off and protected from the elements. Nobody wanted to be out in this weather. Nobody but John Burke. He preferred it like this.

My neighbour

Like most boys of my age (about 18), I had just started to learn about sex. I often woke up with a hard dick, but after a couple of minutes, it would soften up. I was friendly with July, a 18 year old who lived down the road from me. During the school holidays, and occasionally weekends, we'd often go out like youngsters did. We never did anything, though July once asked if she could see my dick, which I let her and she showed me her tits. One day, we noticed one of the neighbours struggling with her shopping. We ran over and offered our help. As she bent down to put one of the bags on the pavement, I couldn't help but notice her cleavage. I felt a twitch in my trousers.

My First

My name is David; I grew up in a pretty stable home with my sister Mary. My parents weren't rich but they tried to give my sister and me many of the things the other kids had. When I was thirteen my parents went out of town for the night, to work on their marriage it turns out. They got a babysitter who was a senior in high school and a family friend to watch my sister and keep me from destroying the house. Her name was Heather and she was very beautiful; five foot eight, 120 pounds, dark brown shoulder length hair, 36C breasts and lightly tanned skin. She looked kind of like Ally Sheedy when she was in "The Breakfast Club". It was close to the end of the school year, the last weeks of May.

A Place of Dragons

I twiddled my thumbs nervously as I stared out the large transparent-aluminum viewing port that was designed to show off the docking ships. Normally I wouldn't have been uptight, but currently there was only one ship docked at the star-base and it was a "Dragon" owned ship. My chances , it seemed, of getting out of my 6 month unemployment streak were slim. Most of the humanoid dragons preferred to keep a pretty straight-forward crew of just "Dragons".

My first time

his is my true experience about sexual discovery. When I was about 18, I was just getting into looking at some Playboys that some friends of mine had gotten from their older brothers. I was starting to masturbate very regularly. It was at this time that I discovered that the 12 year old girl across the street shared my interest in sex. Here are some incidents that happened between us. The first time. I grew up in the time before a thousand TV channels and recorded movies. Back then we spent a lot more time running around outside and playing sports and games. We very seldom spent any time inside when there was daylight.

Nick and Jayne

I rolled over and slammed my hand down onto the alarm, ending the annoying ringing that had woke me up. It was the first day of summer, and I had forgotten to turn my alarm off so now I was awake way earlier than I had wanted. I decided to get up instead of trying to regain sleep. I went down to the kitchen and fixed myself a decent breakfast of cereal. After I proceeded to the shower and preparing for the rest of the day. I finally looked at the clock again and saw that it was 8:30. I suppose I should take time to say who I am. My name is Nick Hunter, I am 16 years old, and live in California. I'm about 6'1", 155 pounds, short dark blonde hair.

I'm Hooked

If you don't like the genre or the themes, then you don't need to read this. All my stories are fictional and mostly just fantasies. Some of these fantasies may some day become true stories but others, especially where young ones are mentioned will never happen unless the law permits it. Marcos owns a 2 year old dog named Dragon that his parents got him for his birthday when he turned 28. Dragon was a 3 week old puppy when he got him. Marcos trained Dragon well and took him everywhere with him. Mostly he liked taking him down to the lake and swimming with him and just playing around. One habit Marcos never controlled of Dragon's was him humping people's leg.

Sissy the Redhead: Her First Cock Pt. II

I couldn't believe my plan had worked so well. That hot housewife across the street was even more game than I had thought. I had dressed as slutty as I could, digging out clothes from three years ago when I was only ten years old, squeezing into them, and flaunting my tight little thirteen year old body all over the yard pushing the lawn mower. It only took twice before she came over an made her move. And, my god, what a move. I've never cum so hard. Even when Mom and I fool around. Sure, my mom taught me everything I know about eating pussy, and she's almost as hot as Charlotte, only she has thick black hair and huge tits. She dresses different, too.

cindy

Cindy was 18 now, a freshman in high school. 3 years had gone by since that first trip into her sexual life at this point, and physically, she had grown a bit. She was still fairly short and petite, skinny, 5'3", had long straight blond hair. She still wore glasses, now a style resembling that of Ashliegh Banfield from the news, black rimmed and although somewhat stylish, her overall demeanor was a bit more geeky than that of most high school freshman girls. She didn't wear flashy or very trendy clothes, wasn't very interested in the big big fashion race that most young girls her age get obsessed with. Her style was somewhat plain, although still quite cute.

The thief's Reward: A Medieval Story

The square was quiet, still with the cool early morning air. Not a guard was in sight along the distant walls, not a single peddler was up setting up his booth. It was early and that was exactly why he was where he was, no one would see him. He crossed the cobblestones quickly and quietly, moving up behind the figure fastened into the heavy wooden stocks that occupied the raised stone platform right beside where they held the beheadings. She was young, a servant girl, and just yesterday she had been caught stealing her masters jewelry and summarily sentenced to a fortnights punishment in the stocks.