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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- My First Time (MF-teens, 1st time) By Michael (phoenlxarlzona@aol.com) * It was Halloween night and I was 16 years old. Too old to go trick-or-treating. But young enough not to wish I could. Anyway, I was bored just hanging around the house watching my folks handing out candy to the kids that came by all night long. We lived in Northern California and the weather at that time of year offered up crisp clear evenings with just a hint of a chill in the air. I still remember that the moon was intensely bright that night and everything felt so alive and mysterious. After hanging around for as long as I could I grabbed my jacket and headed outside. We lived on a quiet street that was sort of a loop off a main street. You know, the kind of street that no one goes down unless they live there. I had it in my mind to walk over to the busier street to see if any of my friends might be hanging out there. I don't know why I did it but the jacket I grabbed was my 8th grade suit jacket. That is significant to what happened later; something I could never have imagined. So I was dressed in my black wool suit jacket, a white t-shirt and levis and walking down the street. And as I rounded the corner onto the next street I almost jumped out of my skin when, from out of the dark I heard a voice. "Hi Michael!" The voice wasn't all that loud, it was just that I hadn't expected anyone to be there in the dark. As it turned out I was walking by the Best's house. I went to school with Tony Best, who was from the Philippines, although he was a small guy, he was a good athlete. His dad was born somewhere back east and had met his mom in Manila and they'd had both Tony and his sister Betty before being reassigned to the Moffit Field navel base out by the bay. I stopped and looked into the dark, then saw that it was Tony's sister. I didn't really know Betty Best all that well. She was one of the more popular girls in school, and as a member of the cheerleading squad she was way out of my league. We had talked a little when I came over to their house to see Tony, so I wasn't surprised that she had said hi. But when Betty came over to me and asked where I was going. I remember being surprised when she grabbed my arm and held it while she looked up into my eyes. It was such a turn on to have this pretty girl so close and hanging on to me like she liked me. I told her that I was just walking, that I was bored and just needed to get out of the house. She asked if she could walk with me and of course I said that would be fine. I was flattered. As we walked down the dark street with little ghouls and goblins and their parents flitting here and there I felt like a million dollars. Here I was with a pretty girl hanging on my arm and asking me questions about myself. She kept squeezing my arm and commenting how nice I looked in my jacket. Then about 20-minutes later Betty blew my mind. She said, (And I remember this vividly) "Michael, have you ever made love to a girl before?" Well let me tell you, I was speechless, and the palms of my hands became wet, and I could feel sweat trickling down my back. It was a moment that seemed to stretch out for ever. Then Betty asked again, "Well, have you?" I fumbled and fidgeted and then mumbled, "Yeah, sure." Knowing that she knew I was lying. And to prove the fact that she knew I was lying Betty said, "Will you make love to me?" I knew that she was teasing me, trying to make me nervous, but I didn't know how to react, all I could do was start to walk again and ignore the question. But Betty was having none of that. She kept giggling and "asking" me to make love to her, "Let's do it over there, it's dark and no one will see us." Or we'd pass some bushes and she'd suggest that we could go behind them and do it. Even to this day I'm not sure what she was trying to do, but what was happening was that she was making me crazy. I was a virgin, I mean I'd only had two girlfriends and never done more than kiss them close mouthed. And here she was teasing me about fucking her. My heart was pounding and I was sweating up a storm, I think all I really wanted to do at that moment was get away from her. My Presbyterian white-bread background hadn't prepared me for anything like this. And I wasn't a great physical specimen, or very popular in the broad since of things, so I knew she was just teasing me. At least that's what I thought. Finally I got mad. How dare she do this to me? Why couldn't she just be nice and leave me alone. I decided to call her bluff. I had no intention of really making love to her or do anyone else for that matter, but I was determined to turn this around on her and make her shut up. So when she said, "Look Michael, there's a great place in that group of trees. It even looks like there's a freshly cut lawn that we could lie on. C'mon Michael, take me there." I said, "Okay," and grabbed her hand and tugged her into the darkness of the trees. Without saying anything I pushed Betty up against a tree and planted my mouth over hers. It was a deep kiss that I held just like I'd seen in the movies. My eyes bulged when I felt Betty's fingers feeling my dick through my pants. I held my kiss and even pushed my tongue between her lips to french her, which I'd never done before but since it didn't take rocket science to do it I figured I'd be able to. And I wanted to prove to Betty that she couldn't tease me and get away with it. But instead of frightening her my kissing and shoving up against her it only made her small brown hands work faster on my crotch. I was beginning to tremble with anxiety, and a strange kind of lust. Betty had made me hard with her hand massage through my pants and I was more excited than I'd ever been in my life before. When she fumbled with my jeans-fly I thought I was going to die of a heart attack. When she pushed her hand into my pants and I felt the skin of her hand against the skin of my dick I came in gushes all over her hand. I just groaned and shivered and pumped my come out all over my underwear and her hand. As I was still pumping my come out I looked into Betty's upturned face and saw the triumph in her eyes. She had this shit eating grin in her face like 'I knew you'd come for me. I knew you couldn't fuck me you wimp.' I don't know if she was really thinking that but it looked like that kind of expression to me. I was furious at her. Besides the uncomfortable feeling of the sticky come in my shorts, I'd just had the most intense orgasm of my life and she was sneering at me. Obviously with the advantage of time I realize that what I did next was foolhardy to say the least, but I wasn't going to let this little bitch make a fool of me. I shoved her sticky hand away and pulled her down to the grass with me. I struggled with her to open her legs and pulled her panties to one side as I shoved her skirt up. All the while we said nothing, she never asked my to stop, and I never thought about the consequences of what I was doing. I don't remember Betty saying anything as I found her pussy slit with the head of my dick. And when I shoved into her I still remember the wonderful feeling of her cunt as it wrapped around me with warm wet flesh. Looking back she must have been just as aroused as I was and ready for me, but I had no clue back then. All I knew was that she felt good and I started pumping and she started moaning. I couldn't believe how this had happened but I wasn't thinking about how, or why, all I was doing was becoming more and more excited as I realized that I was fucking a girl. I was really and truly fucking a girl and a hot looking one to boot. When Betty started to moan and wrapped her legs around my humping hips I lost it. I shivered through another long and just as satisfying orgasm as I emptied myself into her. We stayed like that for a while afterwards. I didn't want to pull out, I didn't want this moment to end. But soon enough the cold night air made it uncomfortable and he pulled apart. As my dick slipped out of Betty's pussy and by the light of the moon I say some of my come sliding out with my dick I realized what I'd done. What if I'd made her pregnant? What if she accused me of raping her? OH MY GOD! What had I done? But Betty didn't seem to mind what I'd just done to her. In fact she reached over and pulled me to her and gave me one more long passionate kiss. Then she stood and straightened her clothing and said, "Thanks Michael, I needed that," and walked away toward her house. * The next day I went over to the Best's house to see Betty, but she'd already gone out so I hung out with her brother Tony. I wanted to tell him about my conquest but how could I? After all it had been his sister. So although things were pretty awkward I stayed there until Betty came home. To my surprise she pretended to hardly know me, and even later when I got her alone she told me that it hadn't been that big of a thing and she wanted me to stop bugging her. She told me that she'd only gone with me because I looked cool in my suit jacket and levis and she was feeling horny. We never did it again, in fact Betty never again acknowledged what had happened between us. My life went on pretty much as before except I had that strange and erotic memory to think back on for the rest of my life. I didn't get to have sex with another female until I was out of high school. I did have sex with another guy once, er, well, maybe two different guys. But when I finally had access to a woman I never looked back. There is nothing quite like a wet willing cunt, and the lovely creature attached to it. This was a true story, honest! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 16