Looking for a pick-me-up or are you just horny?

I had been going to the same summer camp for 3 years. I'd always heard the rumors... the camp director's wife, this busty blonde goddess, had a reputation for sleeping with virile young campers because her husband didn't pay attention to her anymore.

Of course, it just seemed like a made-up campfire story. Everyone knew someone who knew someone who's friend had boffed her. Anyway, long story short, I learned first-hand that the rumor was true.

Well, at least half of it. I never found out if she slept with the campers, but her husband definitely didn't pay attention to her anymore. He certainly paid attention to me, though, promising all the ice cream and canoe rides I wanted, just as long as I never said anything to my parents.

SUMMER FLING
DON'T ME A THING
BUT OH OH
THOSE SUMMER NIGHTS

WELL-UH WELL-UH WELL-UH

That's hot.

End of October. 2007. Girl with issues pursues my ass. I give in... First time was... Unsatisfactory due to... Technical issues. Second time, in the morning, I was a fool and well, you know the limerick. The third time I almost was late to fraternity stuff. Since then, nine months of absolute chastity... And I'm going to Mexico in a week.

In the front seat of a mitsubishu something-or-other. I was drunk off my ass. I remember consenting, but I don't remember his name. I was 27.

I'll tell all of you for sure. Every nitty, gritty detail.

27, wow

you held on that somabitch like a family heirloom.

13; with my older sister's best friend. She was 16; I was sitting on the living room couch on a Sat. morning watching Bugs Bunny; eating a bowl of cereal. I was the only one home, she came over to hang out with my sister, sat down beside me asked if I ever had sex, asked if I wanted to, the rest is history. The horrible part of it is that it took just over 2 years before I had sex again.

All 30 seconds of it.

It was a looong time ago.
I was a senior in high school. Parents out of town. Had a casual go out with some other kids in a big group thing to a movie with a girl who was my first crush in grade school. She was really pretty. We just kind of "bonded" so to speak, later, literally bonded.

I thought she was kinda out of my league. But things took a turn for the very excellent, we ended up back at my house because my parents were gone and my sister was out all night with her boyfriend. Didn't make it out of the living room. For me it was very awkward, then later, fear of pregnancy for about a month. That didn't happen (whew!) We hooked up later that summer, tore it up till I had to go off to college.

She was the one who spent the night with me on a blanket on the 50-yard line of the HS Football field. Last I heard she was married, with three kids in Texas somewhere.

Now she's a smile on my face my wife doesn't understand.

those older women do a lot of deflowering

years old?

:spock:

you sick **** :)

Heheh... Every guy needs a couple of those.

What can I say? I was very insecure. Hence the need for lots of alcohol.

I was 16 she was 15. At a mutual friends Halloween party. in between a bunch of bales of hay. Lasted about 5 minutes, just got in and she said to stop cause it hurt...little did I know that that would be the only time in my life that I felt I had a big penis.

a woman needs not security but alas just a mere vagina to engage in sex

especially the teen years

lol

could be worse
could have gotten it stuck in a tylenol bottle

I was 16 years old, and a Chinese restaurant opened up in town. I was intrigued, but it took me a while to work up the courage to go in, since my parents were meat and potatoes people. But one day I went in, and it was a classic Chinese restaurant in retrospect, turqoise leatherette booths and wall hangings with dragons and rice paddies and little Chinese villages on them.

An older Chinese woman motioned that I could sit down, and I sat in one of the booths. The restaurant was more or less empty. Then out from the kitchen came this vision of oriental loveliness. She was probably in her mid-twenties, perfect golden skin, impish little smile, and that hairstyle that's really cute where her hair is straight and then curls in just below her jawline. Her hair was such a dark black that it almost had a bluish tint to it, and her eyes were so dark that you couldn't tell the pupil from the iris.

She brought some water out, and some of those little crunchy wonton thingies, and gave me a big, genuine smile. She was quite petite, but also had some curves - not a lot, but enough to really catch your eye. I remember to this day that outfit - tight jeans and a white lacy top that was just low enough that you could see the swell of her bosom starting, yet not low enough to show anything.

I told her I hadn't been here before, and asked her what was good, and she recommended the mongolian beef. I had no idea what it was, so I said sure. With that, she sashayed back to the kitchen, her small, round derriere drawing my gaze as it langorously swayed back and forth with each step. Ten minutes later, she came out with a plate of mongolian beef.

And that, my friends, was the first time I ever had Chinese food.

I've avoided this thread, until I saw Rain Man had posted in it. You never disappoint, my friend.

I'm still a virgin...

Rep for being a smarter man than I.

Some gal with a Motley Crue T and and a friggen OBSCENE poof on her forehead.

Like 90-91. I was in 8th grade.

Big stuff, me. Downed the trowsers on top of some parked car and ScrEEEEEEeeeeech.

* **** me ow it hurts all my ass hair gone please stop don't stop hurts so much can't let her oh hell don't make me push **** ow HURTS HAIR ALL GONE I ****ING HATE YOU WO-................ah....*

Speaking of teh Crue...

Primal Scream was fun back then.... :evil:

Did it taste like chicken?


Or fish?

10:15pm est: ewwww, what are you doing?!?!?

10:15pm est: shhhh, I'm almost done

10:16pm est: got any tissues?

Drunken mother of five took me down and had her way with me littl' penie ... I was 15 years 7 months and 2 days old .....

1987.... Oran Juice Jones In The Rain was playing in the background.. and I lasted the length of the song, with my wife Stephanie. We split up for 4 years or so before getting back together.

I took a co-worker on a date to see one of the "Nightmare on Elm Street" movies. After the movie, we ended alone up back at my place and I thought, "I should make a move", so I kissed her. She kissed back so I kept going, hands on boobs over shirt, hands on boobs under shirt, then sitting on the bed, then off with the clothes (she undid her own bra).

I tried to go "downtown" because I had read in a men's magazine that some women considered that a prerequisite to going all the way but the girl I was with freaked out a bit when my mouth passed her navel so I came back up and spent a few minutes trying to find my way in. Eventually, she reached down and guided me in and a short while later my head was in the clouds and I was wetting her belly.

Of course, her head wasn't in the clouds (she actually made a remark) so we immediately did it again (seriously up and at it again within a minute) and about 20 minutes later I was rewarded with a compliment before she left and I spent the next few hours in euphoria thinking how incredible the whole thing was.