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guys what was your reaction the first time you actually saw and touched your girl's cunt? was the scene amazing wierd? was the touch, odor and feeling interesting? what was the first word you said

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Old 12-01-2008   #1 (permalink)
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first time saw and touched pussy

guys what was your reaction the first time you actually saw and touched your girl's cunt? was the scene amazing wierd? was the touch, odor and feeling interesting? what was the first word you said to her?
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Old 12-01-2008   #2 (permalink)
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I was playin with virgin puss on the bus in grade school what can I and can not say
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Old 12-01-2008   #3 (permalink)
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17... first girlfriend, first love.
It felt, smelled, looked and tasted like heaven.
I went down on her and gave her 5 or 6 orgasms over about 40 minutes.

Her first orgasms, and my first time giving them to a woman.
( I had studied up by reading all about cunnilingus in Playboy...)

I have to say that of all the women I have been with, only one smelled 'fishy'...
For years I just never understood that reference... every girl I was with in the first 6 years smelled and tasted delightful.
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Old 12-01-2008   #4 (permalink)
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How does this fit here?This is a male issue not a females.
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Old 12-01-2008   #5 (permalink)
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My dripping cock was deep in my underwear straining hard against my jockeys which, in turn, were imprisoned in the too tight jeans of the late 70s. It was late and we were on my parents' king sized bed with my ghetto blaster playing Nick Gilder's Hot Child in the City. Her 13 year old skin was smoother than velvet, alive and fluttering beneath my fingers. My heart pounded as I kissed and fondled her delicate round tits, and then I felt her fingers find my right hand. Slowly, with deliberation, with desire, she pushed it down her belly and under the string of her sweatpants. My breath became faster and I felt wave after wave of fever pass from my head down my body with anticipation. The gates were open.

I briefly paused at the waistband, unraveling the string, and then placing my hand on her belly, I slowly circled my hand around not wanting to appear too eager. I was breathing hard now and felt sweat form under my newly-furred armpits. My hand reached down again and came to her delicate panties. Moving underneath them I felt her first few hairs, so soft and downy. I swirled my fingers around them, gently tugging, gently stroking, and then reached further down to where they were moist with her juices. I was amazed that she would be this wet, that she was truly feeling hot for my touch, and with just a slight movement of my middle finger, I touched her swollen outer lips. The feeling was electric and I could do nothing but imagine my finger was my cock, tracing the outline of her pussy with its head.

Suddenly her pelvis arched under my hand causing my fingers to slide even further down to the source of her fountain and I could feel my hand become moist as my three middle fingers parted her lips, feeling her pink wet folds. The warmth! Was there anything ever so warm as this girl's pussy?? It was softer than my hand, wetter than the caress of the running bath tap, smoother than my palm greased with Vaseline, and so distinctly small and delicate. In that moment her arms reached down and pushed away her remaining garments to the knee revealing her flat porcelain belly, narrow and firm but framed in the beautiful curve of her hips. In the moonlight streaming into the bedroom windows, I could just see that alone in the center was her light brown patch, short and narrow over her mound. I was mesmerized entirely by its lithe grace and delicacy. My arm reached to just under breasts and slowly my finger traced a line down her belly, into her pussy fur, and then just grazing the very edges of her swollen labia. As my hand stroked up again, I twisted my palm around and gently place my entire hand at her entrance, stroking each lip with two fingers and then bending my middle finger inward where she was even warmer and wetter. It seemed to me that the entire slit of her vagina led to only one place and where that was, I wasn't certain. Probing gently, breathing even harder, I found the one slight dimple in her folds and gently pressed my finger forward. Her breath inhaled sharply and slowly my finger entered, tightly gripped by her miraculous warm folds. I had imagined pussy before at least a million times but I was not prepared for steamy velvet and satin pillows gripping my finger like iron. As I pressed deeper she moaned and arched her back again and I felt my finger enter her vault fully.

Beyond the tense grip of her entrance was a cavern of sensation without touching so yielding yet ever present that I marveled at how her body could do this. I could probe deep without ever feeling resistance in any direction but up and when my finger did graze the height of that delicious cave of warmth, she gasped and moaned, eyes closed, arms stretched out behind her.

There was no mistaking it. For the first time in my life, I was pleasuring a girl and I felt like a man. Lying beside her, her arm came over her head and fell at my chest, working down to the button of my jeans and undoing it in one move. It was impossible but my cock strained even harder and I felt two pearls of precum form just at the base of my glans and then ooze forth in two successive drops. I leaned to the side for a moment and pulled down my jeans over my slender boy hips, my cock left dripping and bouncing against abdomen. Red, nearly purple with anticipation, I watched my boyhood beat up and down, pulsing with my heartbeat, wondering if it would scare her, please her, please me, and just how it would ever fit into that tiny chamber of sweltering rose petals. Her hand reached out and grasped me, holding me. I'd never felt anyone grab my cock like that before, a strange hand, one that was soft and warm. A purr of happiness escaped her throat as delicately traced her finger over my head and she whispered, "Is that your sperm?" I told her that it wasn't, just other stuff that comes out before. She smiled and put her finger to her lips and licking them, darted her tongue out to her finger now glistening with my precum. "It's not salty at all. I thought it would be salty." I told her that no it wasn't, only cum was salty. She smiled again, "I like this. I didn't know guys made this stuff." Scooting down on the bed she pulled herself up onto my belly to examine my cock. It looked huge to me. It looked like it could never fit into her and worried that she was too young to, "do it." All this faded rather quickly though as her hands explored my groin. She tenderly felt up and down my shaft, around the head, grasping it, stroking it, milking more precum from my slit. Pulling herself to her knees, her ass turned to face me and at once I beheld all of her dewy pussy at once. It seemed impossibly narrow, impossibly tight. I reached out to stroke her again and she giggled as she pulled my cock down only to release it and watch it slap against my abdomen. There were layers there between her legs. Why was that? Why all the folds, why the long slit shen there's really just a tiny entrance? "Will it hurt if I touch your balls?," she asked me. I replied that it usually doesn't and so she petted my sac gently, hefting them in her hand, and then marveling that they would move around inside without me trying to move them. She was as fascinated with me as i was with her. That made me feel good, feel manly.

With a sudden yelp, we both stiffened and stopped. Osa was doing the Osa dance. We had just a few minutes to get the hell out of there. My parents' bedroom faced the entrance to the quarter-mile long driveway and dear Osa, our German Shepard, kept vigil for us. She would see the car coming before we did, and as soon as the headlights turned in, we knew it was over. I yanked-up my pants, she grabbed her tape, I ripped ghetto blaster cord out of the socket and we both straightened the bed. And with that she flew downstairs and I went right into my room, simultaneously frustrated, excited, and very, very, aware that a milestone in my life had just happened. I was another step closer to being a man.

It's odd. I didn't brag about it, didn't even mention it to my best friends. I knew that none of the other guys in my class had even dreamed of going that far with a girl much less done so. Yet I didn't even tell my two best friends. Somewhere in me there was a simple sense that this was my treasure, my jewel, not to be shared; as if it was an event in the life of my super hero secret identity. Other guys were bragging about the porno they stole from their dads or their older brothers, and the toughest kid in the class openly admitted, "my sperms aren't ready to come out yet." I thought that so odd because it immediately revealed to me the chasm between me and them. What I had done, had happened to me, was something they could not yet understand even if I did tell them about it. For a while yet, they would continue to be boys with their own experiences ahead of them. I would be patient and wait for them to catch up.

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Old 12-01-2008   #6 (permalink)
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Old 12-01-2008   #7 (permalink)
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Quote:
Originally Posted by jason_els View Post
My dripping cock was deep in my underwear straining hard against my jockeys which, in turn, were imprisoned in the too tight jeans of the late 70s.up.
Very good.
Could not explain it better myself,
Now,
Chapter 2!!
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Old 12-01-2008   #8 (permalink)
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Quote:
Originally Posted by hluul View Post
guys what was your reaction the first time you actually saw and touched your girl's cunt? was the scene amazing wierd? was the touch, odor and feeling interesting? what was the first word you said to her?
Do I drink too much?
What was it like?
What was the 1st time you got bust for smoking dope like? smells, sights, sounds, pussy(did you have a hard-on)? was it a pussy, or was it a dick? ? what is the difference? uniforms, burns on hands etc?
Was it cheap , or good dope?
please elucidate!
Also please teach how to spell.
PS waiting
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Old 12-01-2008   #9 (permalink)
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Originally Posted by Ed69 View Post
How does this fit here?This is a male issue not a females.

I think women might appreciate hearing this from other people's point of views. Also, since this is a big cock site, there aren't too many places for this to go without burying it in the Etc. Forum.
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Old 12-01-2008   #10 (permalink)
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Quote:
Originally Posted by jason_els View Post
My dripping cock was deep in my underwear straining hard against my jockeys which, in turn, were imprisoned in the too tight jeans of the late 70s. It was late and we were on my parents' king sized bed with my ghetto blaster playing Nick Gilder's Hot Child in the City. Her 13 year old skin was smoother than velvet, alive and fluttering beneath my fingers. My heart pounded as I kissed and fondled her delicate round tits, and then I felt her fingers find my right hand. Slowly, with deliberation, with desire, she pushed it down her belly and under the string of her sweatpants. My breath became faster and I felt wave after wave of fever pass from my head down my body with anticipation. The gates were open.

I briefly paused at the waistband, unraveling the string, and then placing my hand on her belly, I slowly circled my hand around not wanting to appear too eager. I was breathing hard now and felt sweat form under my newly-furred armpits. My hand reached down again and came to her delicate panties. Moving underneath them I felt her first few hairs, so soft and downy. I swirled my fingers around them, gently tugging, gently stroking, and then reached further down to where they were moist with her juices. I was amazed that she would be this wet, that she was truly feeling hot for my touch, and with just a slight movement of my middle finger, I touched her swollen outer lips. The feeling was electric and I could do nothing but imagine my finger was my cock, tracing the outline of her pussy with its head.

Suddenly her pelvis arched under my hand causing my fingers to slide even further down to the source of her fountain and I could feel my hand become moist as my three middle fingers parted her lips, feeling her pink wet folds. The warmth! Was there anything ever so warm as this girl's pussy?? It was softer than my hand, wetter than the caress of the running bath tap, smoother than my palm greased with Vaseline, and so distinctly small and delicate. In that moment her arms reached down and pushed away her remaining garments to the knee revealing her flat porcelain belly, narrow and firm but framed in the beautiful curve of her hips. In the moonlight streaming into the bedroom windows, I could just see that alone in the center was her light brown patch, short and narrow over her mound. I was mesmerized entirely by its lithe grace and delicacy. My arm reached to just under breasts and slowly my finger traced a line down her belly, into her pussy fur, and then just grazing the very edges of her swollen labia. As my hand stroked up again, I twisted my palm around and gently place my entire hand at her entrance, stroking each lip with two fingers and then bending my middle finger inward where she was even warmer and wetter. It seemed to me that the entire slit of her vagina led to only one place and where that was, I wasn't certain. Probing gently, breathing even harder, I found the one slight dimple in her folds and gently pressed my finger forward. Her breath inhaled sharply and slowly my finger entered, tightly gripped by her miraculous warm folds. I had imagined pussy before at least a million times but I was not prepared for steamy velvet and satin pillows gripping my finger like iron. As I pressed deeper she moaned and arched her back again and I felt my finger enter her vault fully.

Beyond the tense grip of her entrance was a cavern of sensation without touching so yielding yet ever present that I marveled at how her body could do this. I could probe deep without ever feeling resistance in any direction but up and when my finger did graze the height of that delicious cave of warmth, she gasped and moaned, eyes closed, arms stretched out behind her.

There was no mistaking it. For the first time in my life, I was pleasuring a girl and I felt like a man. Lying beside her, her arm came over her head and fell at my chest, working down to the button of my jeans and undoing it in one move. It was impossible but my cock strained even harder and I felt two pearls of precum form just at the base of my glans and then ooze forth in two successive drops. I leaned to the side for a moment and pulled down my jeans over my slender boy hips, my cock left dripping and bouncing against abdomen. Red, nearly purple with anticipation, I watched my boyhood beat up and down, pulsing with my heartbeat, wondering if it would scare her, please her, please me, and just how it would ever fit into that tiny chamber of sweltering rose petals. Her hand reached out and grasped me, holding me. I'd never felt anyone grab my cock like that before, a strange hand, one that was soft and warm. A purr of happiness escaped her throat as delicately traced her finger over my head and she whispered, "Is that your sperm?" I told her that it wasn't, just other stuff that comes out before. She smiled and put her finger to her lips and licking them, darted her tongue out to her finger now glistening with my precum. "It's not salty at all. I thought it would be salty." I told her that no it wasn't, only cum was salty. She smiled again, "I like this. I didn't know guys made this stuff." Scooting down on the bed she pulled herself up onto my belly to examine my cock. It looked huge to me. It looked like it could never fit into her and worried that she was too young to, "do it." All this faded rather quickly though as her hands explored my groin. She tenderly felt up and down my shaft, around the head, grasping it, stroking it, milking more precum from my slit. Pulling herself to her knees, her ass turned to face me and at once I beheld all of her dewy pussy at once. It seemed impossibly narrow, impossibly tight. I reached out to stroke her again and she giggled as she pulled my cock down only to release it and watch it slap against my abdomen. There were layers there between her legs. Why was that? Why all the folds, why the long slit shen there's really just a tiny entrance? "Will it hurt if I touch your balls?," she asked me. I replied that it usually doesn't and so she petted my sac gently, hefting them in her hand, and then marveling that they would move around inside without me trying to move them. She was as fascinated with me as i was with her. That made me feel good, feel manly.

With a sudden yelp, we both stiffened and stopped. Osa was doing the Osa dance. We had just a few minutes to get the hell out of there. My parents' bedroom faced the entrance to the quarter-mile long driveway and dear Osa, our German Shepard, kept vigil for us. She would see the car coming before we did, and as soon as the headlights turned in, we knew it was over. I yanked-up my pants, she grabbed her tape, I ripped ghetto blaster cord out of the socket and we both straightened the bed. And with that she flew downstairs and I went right into my room, simultaneously frustrated, excited, and very, very, aware that a milestone in my life had just happened. I was another step closer to being a man.

It's odd. I didn't brag about it, didn't even mention it to my best friends. I knew that none of the other guys in my class had even dreamed of going that far with a girl much less done so. Yet I didn't even tell my two best friends. Somewhere in me there was a simple sense that this was my treasure, my jewel, not to be shared; as if it was an event in the life of my super hero secret identity. Other guys were bragging about the porno they stole from their dads or their older brothers, and the toughest kid in the class openly admitted, "my sperms aren't ready to come out yet." I thought that so odd because it immediately revealed to me the chasm between me and them. What I had done, had happened to me, was something they could not yet understand even if I did tell them about it. For a while yet, they would continue to be boys with their own experiences ahead of them. I would be patient and wait for them to catch up.
And then you woke up, excited proud and horrified that your thirteen year-old penis had ejaculated on to the bed sheets during a nocturnal emission. Clearly, you determined, some stealth and adolescent trickery would be necessary to transport the stained linens into the washing machine before your mother discovered them. Damn, being a teenage kid with raging hormones ain't what it's cracked-up to be.
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Old 12-01-2008   #11 (permalink)
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I was 17, she was 21. It was 1982. She was a hot blond/blue nymphomaniac. All the guys wanted her, she wanted me, I wanted a select few of the guys around her... She came on to me strong and hard and never let up. I finally couldn't say no or else they might wonder about me and think I was gay, god forbid. I couldn't possibly be gay. Finally we went to her place. She put on a Rolling Stones album and I did what was expected of me.
Man she was a BABE! A FOX! A Hot and sexy woman! That much I could recognize.
We made out we got naked and my cock did not understand what it was supposed to do. When I reached down there it was warm, smooth, and there was that slightly sensual smell.
It took me 20 sometimes 25 minutes of “foreplay”
(Inside my head, "GET UP DAMN YOU, GET HARD!" focus on hot dude muscle muscle muscle Dick dick dick, remember the week before when I was with the football player, yes YES YESSS there YO GO BRO! Now stay hard, NO DON’T you go limp on me fucker!)
I generally had to pretend her big firm voluminous “boobulas” with those pink nips were PECS! I ignored that faint smell of estrogen that all women emit from their pores and imagined that wonderful smell only a man has. Oh oh oh don’t hug her too tight she is after all a female.. ARGH!!
She had no clue, she knew I was a virgin [with the opposite sex] and she attributed my awkwardness to that. But she loved how I took my time, was in no hurry, made it last, every minute was an eternity. [I had to move slow, or else break my concentration and loose “pressure”] I was able to perform. I performed well, evidently I didn’t climax as quickly as was expected from the few she’s been with. [she was NO tramp] I made her orgasm, loudly. Kissing her wasn’t so bad. I avoided getting my fingers down there and after getting my face near her vagina once I avoided going down there at all costs. It just wasn’t right. The sweat I broke into was from pure fear of failure, not from exertion.
So after a few weeks of denial later, almost every day, the relationship, such as it was, sort of just tapered off . It took a lot out of me, but I wasn’t gay! Or was I? My cock would always twitch when I thought of a hot buffed dude… and would in turn try to crawl up my asshole if I ever again thought of trying a girl. I was never one to deny the truth in front of my face. Shortly after graduation and after I turned 18, I came out of the closet of denial and deceit.
That is another story.

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To think about what I say and speak from the head, is to tell a lie.

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Old 12-01-2008   #12 (permalink)
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And then you woke up, excited proud and horrified that your thirteen year-old penis had ejaculated on to the bed sheets during a nocturnal emission. Clearly, you determined, some stealth and adolescent trickery would be necessary to transport the stained linens into the washing machine before your mother discovered them. Damn, being a teenage kid with raging hormones ain't what it's cracked-up to be.
Nope. It's all true. And I wasn't 13, I was 12.

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Old 12-01-2008   #13 (permalink)
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I was 21. Just put my hand down her pants. I was suprised how hot it was. It was good.
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I think women might appreciate hearing this from other people's point of views. Also, since this is a big cock site, there aren't too many places for this to go without burying it in the Etc. Forum.

That's what I figured as well.

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I have been romantic with about 6 women in my lifetime and have yet to see a pussy.
Are you gay? Not that there's anything wrong with that. It's just kinda weird at your age.

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I was 11 years old.... can't remember what I was thinking... I remember what I did... but thats about it... maybe to young to think about anything, no pressure, wasn't scared at all ... it was normal to me.. at 17 I was more afraid than when I was 11..

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