Like they say there is a first time for everything. And most first times are really memorable experiences for someone, even if you can't remember yourself. There is the first time you crawl, the first step you take, the first tooth you get, the first tooth you lose, the first words to ever come out of your mouth, these are ones that are held more dear to a p...
She could remember every step they took together. The first kiss, the first touches, the first time he slipped his hand under her shirt. His tentative fingers, moving haltingly at first. Then, after feeling the heat of her skin, he was emboldened. He went right for the front clasp of her bra, deftly flicking it aside. If she tried, she could still remember t...
Hooking up with Lisa opened up an entirely new area of excitement for me. Fucking in and of itself is usually exciting enough all on its own but when you can add a new area of excitement, well that can take it to an even higher level of pleasure. Every time I get laid especially when I fuck someone for the first time, I like to look back on the situation t...
Monday, July 3rd: Afternoon It was just after noon, and everyone was lounging around the pool. Laura and Wilson were engaged in shop talk, to the disgust of Adele, who insisted that Quentin share her chaise lounge, and her hand was under his skirt the minute he laid down. Evelyn was listening intently to Laura and Wilson, leaving Scott alone with his though...
I'll never forget my first kiss. We were both 18-years-old, almost 19-years-old. A little late for my first kiss, but it wasn't her first kiss. There's nothing like the first kiss. I even remember her name, Kathy. For the life of me, I don't remember her last name, though. I remember that once I kissed her, I was in love, puppy love. I never felt anything l...
Quietly reflecting as you have asked me to, yet, though asked, the reflections never stop for me. Once again, we are looking forward to, yet another, first time, aren't we, Baby? Where did "we" come from? It doesn't matter, does it? Not really. The reality is that we are and once again, we will slip from the realities of our worlds and come together for a br...
(Thanks to all who read, voted for, and sent me enjoyable feedback messages re: my first two stories recently— you are what keeps Lit authors tapping those keyboards!). You know, NOT ALL first in-person meetings of web IM chat partners, within minutes of saying "Hi, nice to finally meet you" the first time face-to-face, end up becoming wild under-skirt gro...
This is a continuation of a fictional first time story between two young (over 18) friends. Although this chapter could be read alone, it would likely be helpful to read the first two chapters. I know the writing style will not please all. I try to offer a more realistic approach, with out 9" members and DD tits, so if you prefer these items this may not be...
The Interview Project Part Three: Meg's Story "My passions control me. I don't really control my passions."- Meg The third choice was obvious but I made it tougher. I have a friend named Meg who has followed and occasionally inspired my writing career. Sometimes, she confided her secrets in me so I knew that she was sexually active. I also knew that I woul...
When I posted my first story, about my most recent experience, I promised to follow up with other stories, including my first time sex as a crossdresser. So here it is. This is the story of my very first time. As I said in my first story, MY stories are totally real, they really happened and happened just as I describe. Nothing at all is made up. I am very l...