First girl I ever made out with and had oral with was actually my cousin Eileen. Not like a first cousin, she was like my third cousin, or second twice removed, or something like that. We'd only met once or twice before it happened. I was just about to turn 11, and it was a very boring family reuinion. She was 13, almost 14, and thought it would be an amusing pastime to teach me how to make out. I had no objection to this: she was cute, had boobs and everything. We found a dark basement, and I guess I was a good enough make out student that she decided to go on a bit, and pretty soon we were naked, and I got an excellent practical lesson in pleasing a woman with my mouth, and she gave me two amazing blowjobs. Actually, really more like she took my dick in her mouth, I came instantly, and then after I went down on her again and I recovered, she gave me an amazing blowjob.
The first girl I ever had vaginal intercourse with was a very neurotic, but very horny junior varsity cheerleader named Dawn. She wanted a rep as being a very good girl, and so decided to have sex with me, since I was a loner, a major "freak," and could be both trusted not to tell and was unlikely to be believed if I had told. In retrospect, I should've said no, because it was completely unhealthy. But I was just 13, and my dick did most of the talking for me, regardless, so I agreed. I was her secret vice for about eight months or so, which were no good for my self-esteem, but were extremely good for my experience and libido.
The first girl I ever had anal sex with (and a whole mess of kinks besides) was a Scottish girl who was on exchange for a year, name of Morgan. She was the first girl I ever picked up by walking up, striking up a conversation, and ending up with a date and her phone number. I was 16, she was 17. Awesome green-eyed redhead, petite, but with a bod like someone shrunk down a Vargas girl.... She was a wildcat. She dug anal: she asked me to do it, not the other way around. We once had anal sex in the balcony (back when there was one) at Grauman's Chinese Theater in Hollywood. We were an item until she had to go back to Scotland. International romances suck.
My cousin Eileen I haven't seen in years. Last I heard she was a soccer mom, selling a little real estate on the side. Dawn I haven't seen or heard from or heard anything about since then, and frankly, I don't care much. Morgan and I still exchange e-mails from time to time. She's a barrister, or solicitor (I forget which) in Scotland. Doing quite well, I understand. Married to some dude who, if the Scots were to reinstate the monarchy, might end up being like 12th or 14th in line for the throne, or so I hear....
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Dull sublunary lovers love,
Whose soul is sense, cannot admit
Absence, because it doth remove
That thing which elemented it.
(From "A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning" by John Donne)
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