This is a wonderful website. Very enjoyable to read. And yes, I believe most of the stories are real. I’m a middle school teacher and kids do write the way do on this site. And yes, kids that age do have sex. I can’t judge them, though because I did too at their age. I do get angry, though, at the teachers that take advantage of their students. This I can never condone. Anyway, back to my first time…
I guess I remember it so well because I get to repeat the experience every night with my husband, because he was the one when we were both s old in June of 1978. Sure, we were probably too young to be doing it, but it was so perfect when it happened and its been great ever since. We were laying together on the beach on a big blanket. We were there with several of our friends and their older brothers and sisters. Ted and I were close and had kissed before, but had never done anything sexual since we began going together a few months earlier. It was the first time Ted and I had seen each other in our swim suits. I had on a nice two piece that can hardly be called skimpy but did show off my breasts nicely. He looked very nice in his swim trunks, which were cut a lot shorter than the kids wear today. I liked looking at his bare chest and legs, that were nicely tanned that summer. Ted had long blond hair cut in the shag cut that was popular in the 70’s and I thought he was totally cute. Of course, I had the Farrah Fawcett cut, and Ted liked the way it looked on me. Our play started out innocently enough, when I stared playing footsie with him on the blanket. Soon I was rubbing my foot up and down his legs. Then I turned on my side and reached over and touched his arms and shoulders. He seemed to like this attention. By now, he was also rubbing his foot on my legs. I really liked having physical contact with a boy, especially a cute one that I liked. Ted was laying on his back so I moved my hand to his chest. When I touched his nipple he took a deep breath and I could tell he liked the feeling. So I gently massaged both his nipples while he just purred in pleasure. Although I still wasn’t thinking about sex, I was getting aroused touching my boyfriend’s bare skin. By now, Ted’s hand was also wandering on my body. Although he was only touching the exposed skin on my body, I was shivering with pleasure. My nipples were as hard as his, even though he wasn’t touching them. Ted shifted onto his side so he could kiss me. I put my arm around him and we were oblivious to the world as we kissed and embraced, our hands stroking each other’s backs. Still innocent teenage love, but not for long. We were both very aroused, and it was Ted who made the first suggestion. “Boy, this feels good.” he said. I agreed. “If we could find a place to be alone, would you like to have sex?” Even though this was a major decision, I didn’t even have to think about it. “Oh, yes.” I replied. We both knew it wasn’t going to be that day, so we just continued holding and caressing each other’s bodies and made plans for the big day.
It came the following Saturday when Ted found out that his parents were going to be away all afternoon and evening. I arranged for my sister to drop me off at his house after they had gone. We had been talking about it all week on the phone and he was just as anxious as I was. So much so that he greeted me at the door wearing only those little swim trunks. Seeing his almost bare body right there and knowing that the afternoon and evening was all ours, I was ready right away. First, we wrapped our arms around each other as our mouths and tongues entwined. Ted’s body was so close to mine that I could feel the hardness under his thin shorts pressed against my leg. I knew what that was and I was dying to see it. “Ted, I want to get my clothes off too.” I said and he said “Let’s go to my room.”
The bed was made with a stack of pillows and he had completely cleaned up his room. He had the Meatloaf album “Bat Out Of Hell” playing which was our favorite. “Paradise By The Dashboard Light”, a song about teenage sex, was on and that was so appropriate. Ted sat down on his bed as I removed my clothes. I put my jewelry on his night stand and saw he had a box of condoms out, which was good. When I was down to my bra and panties, I asked him if he wanted to do the rest. He stood up and eagerly undid my bra. When my breasts were exposed to him for the first time, he said “oh yeah, nice!” I can imagine what a thrill that can be for a old boy, but now I was ready to get the fantasy of a old girl. “My turn” I said, and I reached for his shorts. I tugged them down and as his virgin penis sprang forward, I said, “nice too!” It wasn’t one of those exaggerated long dicks, but more than adequate for what I wanted. He had a patch of blond pubic hair surrounding it and as his shorts fell to his ankles, I took his penis in my hand and began to stroke it. In turn, Ted cupped both my bare breasts in his hands and gently caressed them, paying particular attention to my nipples. I had always been shy, but I was completely at ease standing naked with my boyfriend as we touched each other’s private parts.
As ready as I was, Ted was even more so. “Jan, I want to do it right now.” he said. Well, I sure didn’t want to keep him waiting. His penis was rock solid and dripping with pre-cum, and his nipple massage had gotten me extremely hot. Just how hot I discovered when I went to remove my panties and found they were soaked with my own fluids. “Oh, Ted, I love you.” I said and he said “I love you too.” No one can tell me that olds cannot experience love because Ted and I had it right there. We didn’t just fall into bed when we first met, these feelings were built up over a few months. I got on his bed and watched as he unwrapped a condom and rolled it onto his stiff penis. I had my finger in my own vagina to further stimulate myself for what was about to happen. Not that seeing my cute, nude boyfriend getting ready to fuck me wasn’t enough stimulation enough. When he climbed on the bed with me I was as ready as he was. With my legs spread apart, he knelt between them and guided his penis with his hand to my slit. When it touched me, even covered with the condom, I shook with pleasure and anticipation. Ted moved it slowly into my tight virgin opening and I grimaced as he broke my hymen. Having heard all the horror stories, I was prepared for this but it still hurt. Our first few minutes were awkward as Ted kept slipping out of me. We shifted positions until I raised my knees up with my feet on the bed and this worked much better. It also didn’t hurt as much. In this position, Ted’s eyes were focussed on my breasts and I was looking at his chest and could see his penis sliding in and out of me…very sexy! I kept running my hands all over the smooth, tight skin of his back and chest as his thrusts were beginning to drive me crazy. Soon I was forgetting the pain as wave after wave of pleasure rolled over me. I was having my first orgasm! My moaning was having an effect on Ted because he began thrusting harder and faster. He screamed in a high pitched voice “yes, yes!” I had never seen a boy cum before, but seeing the pleasure that I had brought to Ted, I knew he was feeling as good as I was. When we were finished, we were both soaked with sweat, and the bed between our legs was covered with my blood and cum, but we both just collapsed next to each other, satisfied and happy. Throughout that day and evening, we discovered many different positions, and when we ran out of condoms, we satisfied each other orally.
Well, thats ago and Ted and I still enjoy a very satisfying love life. Now it’s my old daughter who is faced with the same decision I was. I have to be honest with her, otherwise I would be a hypocrite. I have told her to follow her heart, but whatever she does, make sure she does it safely. Besides, I’m very fond of her boyfriend (another cute and sexy old), and would hope that his experience would be as enjoyable as Ted’s. If he can bring pleasure to my daughter, and she to him, who am I to stop them?
1899 Views |
Like
Ted & Jan
Processing your request, Please wait....
