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wow you almost died over some pussy:0corn
First time you had sex........
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wow you almost died over some pussy:0corn
- Nov 7, 2004
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I was 14 years old. Every other weekend I stayed at my dads house (parents divorced). Their next door neighbor was a priest. He had a lovely family with a wife, a son and a very curious daughter. I would always go to their house to shoot hoops with his son. His sister would always come out and watch us. One thing lead to another and before you knew it, we would find a way to "mess around" I had NO CLUE what the hell I was doing. We would basicly "dry hump " each other while French kissing like fools. I finally got the courage to put my hand down her shorts. She loved it. Long story short, we rode our bikes to a school close by. Hidden in a corner on a pile of leaves, I pulled down here shorts and the rest is history. Hurt like hell for the both of us and she bled. I found out a year later that she was 2 years younger than I. She lost her virginity at 12! :scared
kickserv, you been back to the sex hotel lately :shrug:
I still laugh my ass off about that story, it was a classic
I still laugh my ass off about that story, it was a classic
The last time I had sex was 5 mins ago
I am bi-sexual
I usually have it by myself, by noon and twice a day
I am bi-sexual
I usually have it by myself, by noon and twice a day
you know...a little female genital mutilation...some bundling.......
basically pretty much the same as everybody else`s experience...
basically pretty much the same as everybody else`s experience...
Dude, this is movie material....this story should be told like every Christmas with friends at the bar.
jr11
You guys need to stop it. The next thing you know we will have another short story contest here. :sadwave:
While I can't tell the story of how I lost my virginity because we're still friends, I can offer the story of Rose and her big brother and the several years it took to finally get it on.
Rose was beautiful. Innocence does not do her justice. She was a year younger in high school and I ran with her brother. One of the understoods between good friends with hot sisters is simply, don't bang a good buddies sister. But this guy took it to a whole new level. I mean, he held his younger sister on a pedastal that ventured into a wierd, incestial inneundo. But, I kept my distance and talked to her only when he wasn't around. So growing up, every weekend or so I'd be with her brother or he'd be with me. As the years past and Senior year came around, alcohol became a stable and with it the exit of all inhibitions that any of the girls previously had. One night while crashing with Rose's brother, I went upstairs to get a change of clothes from swimming or what not, and Rose's door was wide open, as was her bathroom door which you could see from the hall. In a rather weak voice, I remember asking "Rose?" to no one but the sound of the shower stopping and without thinking walked in to find her holding her head to the side, slowly drying her wet hair... completely nude and smiling. I remember holding her eye contact but looking with my peripherals and feeling a rush that no other girl had made me feel... She continued to dry her hair and I could hear her brother calling out in the foyer about hurrying up... but at that moment in time. I knew, Rose and I would eventually get to know eacher other on a different level. It was just a matter of time.
Well, sadly, I met someone a few months later and her brother was a good friend at the time. Her brother's friendship faded with college and we're now no more than acquaitnances. Rose went to the memory box until several years after that night in the fall of 94.
Thanksgiving 02'...
I'm out with my cousin at our local dive. Every year all the transients head home for a night out with old high school friends as I'm sure most of you did this and continue to do so.
Upon entering Baily's in B'ham, my cousin points out Rose... Eight years later and still as beautiful as ever. I immediately begin talking to her and slowly we begin a our exit towards the door. As we begin to leave, who shows up? her brother, my old friend.
"You're not stepping a foot outside of this door with Woodson. I used to run with him and he's only after one thing."
Knowing an argument or disagreement would only fuel this meathead, I agreed and stated we would be on the other side of the bar.
We headed straght to the only place I could think of... the men's room. Now Bailey's has a drink holder which is basically a 2 x 4 above the urinals. On entrance, we threw our cells phones and drinks on it and went into the handicap stall. Now my cousin was running interference and shooting pool with Rose's brother but after a while and with the absence of the two, he got a feeling he was being had... and began his search to save his younger sister from whatever was he had conjured in his head.
The whole time he's shooting pool, I've got this girl in the handicap stall, balanced on the seat of the commode as she looked back kissing me. She was a short girl so a little imagination was necessary. It was hot and heavy, and it didn't matter that it smelled of old beer and piss. This was 8 years in the making and it was finally going down...
Coming into the bathroom with a slam, I heard her brother grumbling and the tones of buttons being pushed on his cell phone. Not wanting me to stop she was holding my thigh from behind and I simply muffled her mouth with my hand and continued onward, the excitement factor now very much increased... until her cell phone rang in the men's room.
"What the fuck?!" Rose's brother said aloud. She looked up and back at me and we started scurrying to get our disheveled clothes corrected, all the while his phone redialing and her phone ringing not 5 feet from him.
And then he put it together and erupted into the craziest combinations of profanities and threats that I ever have heard. He would have killed me and Rose if not for my cousin who came barrelling in with another buddy.
My cousin, who had been witnessing Rose's brothers entire tirade immediately stepped in with another buddy and they held him back while Rose and I ran off laughing as we hit the front door.
We paused for a minute outside and both said it was a long time coming... and she headed her way and I ran to the car.
This story gets brought up every Thanksgiving from someone who was there...
I haven't seen Rose or spoken to her brother since.
Rose was beautiful. Innocence does not do her justice. She was a year younger in high school and I ran with her brother. One of the understoods between good friends with hot sisters is simply, don't bang a good buddies sister. But this guy took it to a whole new level. I mean, he held his younger sister on a pedastal that ventured into a wierd, incestial inneundo. But, I kept my distance and talked to her only when he wasn't around. So growing up, every weekend or so I'd be with her brother or he'd be with me. As the years past and Senior year came around, alcohol became a stable and with it the exit of all inhibitions that any of the girls previously had. One night while crashing with Rose's brother, I went upstairs to get a change of clothes from swimming or what not, and Rose's door was wide open, as was her bathroom door which you could see from the hall. In a rather weak voice, I remember asking "Rose?" to no one but the sound of the shower stopping and without thinking walked in to find her holding her head to the side, slowly drying her wet hair... completely nude and smiling. I remember holding her eye contact but looking with my peripherals and feeling a rush that no other girl had made me feel... She continued to dry her hair and I could hear her brother calling out in the foyer about hurrying up... but at that moment in time. I knew, Rose and I would eventually get to know eacher other on a different level. It was just a matter of time.
Well, sadly, I met someone a few months later and her brother was a good friend at the time. Her brother's friendship faded with college and we're now no more than acquaitnances. Rose went to the memory box until several years after that night in the fall of 94.
Thanksgiving 02'...
I'm out with my cousin at our local dive. Every year all the transients head home for a night out with old high school friends as I'm sure most of you did this and continue to do so.
Upon entering Baily's in B'ham, my cousin points out Rose... Eight years later and still as beautiful as ever. I immediately begin talking to her and slowly we begin a our exit towards the door. As we begin to leave, who shows up? her brother, my old friend.
"You're not stepping a foot outside of this door with Woodson. I used to run with him and he's only after one thing."
Knowing an argument or disagreement would only fuel this meathead, I agreed and stated we would be on the other side of the bar.
We headed straght to the only place I could think of... the men's room. Now Bailey's has a drink holder which is basically a 2 x 4 above the urinals. On entrance, we threw our cells phones and drinks on it and went into the handicap stall. Now my cousin was running interference and shooting pool with Rose's brother but after a while and with the absence of the two, he got a feeling he was being had... and began his search to save his younger sister from whatever was he had conjured in his head.
The whole time he's shooting pool, I've got this girl in the handicap stall, balanced on the seat of the commode as she looked back kissing me. She was a short girl so a little imagination was necessary. It was hot and heavy, and it didn't matter that it smelled of old beer and piss. This was 8 years in the making and it was finally going down...
Coming into the bathroom with a slam, I heard her brother grumbling and the tones of buttons being pushed on his cell phone. Not wanting me to stop she was holding my thigh from behind and I simply muffled her mouth with my hand and continued onward, the excitement factor now very much increased... until her cell phone rang in the men's room.
"What the fuck?!" Rose's brother said aloud. She looked up and back at me and we started scurrying to get our disheveled clothes corrected, all the while his phone redialing and her phone ringing not 5 feet from him.
And then he put it together and erupted into the craziest combinations of profanities and threats that I ever have heard. He would have killed me and Rose if not for my cousin who came barrelling in with another buddy.
My cousin, who had been witnessing Rose's brothers entire tirade immediately stepped in with another buddy and they held him back while Rose and I ran off laughing as we hit the front door.
We paused for a minute outside and both said it was a long time coming... and she headed her way and I ran to the car.
This story gets brought up every Thanksgiving from someone who was there...
I haven't seen Rose or spoken to her brother since.
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Good story Woodson
I wonder why all the first time ones have danger involved. Guns, Brothers, uncles, etc.
Cant we get a nice first time story that went well and the magic just happened ?
maybe its meant for us to go thru hell the first time
I wonder why all the first time ones have danger involved. Guns, Brothers, uncles, etc.
Cant we get a nice first time story that went well and the magic just happened ?
maybe its meant for us to go thru hell the first time
At the age of 16, and had a song to always remember the 1st time..and many of you have seen the place where it happened.
(Under the boardwalk) out of the sun
(Under the boardwalk) we'll be havin' some fun
(Under the boardwalk) people walking above
(Under the boardwalk) we'll be faling in love
Under the board-walk (board-walk!)
From the park you hear the happy sound of a carousel
Mm-mm, you can almost taste the hot dogs and French fries they sell
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be
I worked at Rye beach Playland an Amusement park.I worked the boardwalk during the day as a soda jerk{fountain} and in the park making banana splits at night. Had a crush on a girl who worked the ice cream custard stand a few stands down.She was a senior and I was a soph.She was always flirting with me a lot more advanced.During the weekdays I didn't have to go in the park.We had to keep our stands open till 9.00pm.It was always slow at night with just lovers walking the boardwalk.She closed her stand down a few minutes early and wanted to know if I wanted to drink some beer.I closed up and we went under the boardwalk in front of our stands.She took a blanket with her and one thing led to another.We could hear all the people in the park in the backround,ferris wheel lights and could see the lites of Long Island.The beach was totally dark .She had been there before and I was a rookie.No protection or anything..pretty stupid on my part....the good thing about it was we had a great summer.She was going off to college in a few months..thought I was in love..but realized she was a little loose.
Now the funny part about where it happened was its in two movies.if you saw "Big " with Tom Hanks its the boardwalk where he see's 'Zoltar" and gets his card.If you look past Zoltar in the backround you can see my stand after all the columns.It was right in front of my stand..under the boardwalk. But you can see my stand and where I worked in "Fatal Attraction".It's after she kidnapps the kids and takes him to the amusement park. Glenn Close buys something right at my stand.Look behind Close and you can see the railings on the boardwalk.Just a little to the right and
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be
(Under the boardwalk) out of the sun
(Under the boardwalk) we'll be havin' some fun
(Under the boardwalk) people walking above
(Under the boardwalk) we'll be faling in love
Under the board-walk (board-walk!)
From the park you hear the happy sound of a carousel
Mm-mm, you can almost taste the hot dogs and French fries they sell
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be
I worked at Rye beach Playland an Amusement park.I worked the boardwalk during the day as a soda jerk{fountain} and in the park making banana splits at night. Had a crush on a girl who worked the ice cream custard stand a few stands down.She was a senior and I was a soph.She was always flirting with me a lot more advanced.During the weekdays I didn't have to go in the park.We had to keep our stands open till 9.00pm.It was always slow at night with just lovers walking the boardwalk.She closed her stand down a few minutes early and wanted to know if I wanted to drink some beer.I closed up and we went under the boardwalk in front of our stands.She took a blanket with her and one thing led to another.We could hear all the people in the park in the backround,ferris wheel lights and could see the lites of Long Island.The beach was totally dark .She had been there before and I was a rookie.No protection or anything..pretty stupid on my part....the good thing about it was we had a great summer.She was going off to college in a few months..thought I was in love..but realized she was a little loose.
Now the funny part about where it happened was its in two movies.if you saw "Big " with Tom Hanks its the boardwalk where he see's 'Zoltar" and gets his card.If you look past Zoltar in the backround you can see my stand after all the columns.It was right in front of my stand..under the boardwalk. But you can see my stand and where I worked in "Fatal Attraction".It's after she kidnapps the kids and takes him to the amusement park. Glenn Close buys something right at my stand.Look behind Close and you can see the railings on the boardwalk.Just a little to the right and
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be
