Yes, puberty is a big time, and no, I don’t think just for a girl. It hits both genders pretty hard. Boys lose their wonderful treble singing voices, their voices coarsen, beards grow, pubes, spontaneous erections and wet dreams.
For me, the emergence of boobs (and all they ever did was emerge) and the acquisition of a trainer bra, yes, that was a big deal. It felt ‘grown up’ needing (hahaha) a bra, and yes, I found the feeling of soft cotton on my little titties sexy. In fact when I played with myself I would sometimes leave my bra on maybe with a strap over one shoulder, purely because it felt horny to do so.I still do this although the accompanying fantasies are much more adult….depending on my mood and time of the month, it can be anything from me being 13 again and having sex for the first time with a boy, to being forced, yet loving it.
Fantasies? The usual I guess….sometimes I didn’t need a fantasy. I just touched myself because it felt good, but yes, sometimes I’d try to imagine a boy touching me or…shock-horror - fucking me. Of course I had no idea what it would feel like to have anything inside me, and all girls know of the pain to come of the hymen. Another of God’s little jokes.
Do I wish I’d done more earlier? No, absolutely not. I knew….absolutely 100% knew when I was ready for ‘more’, whatever that meant. No, I didn’t buy into the Good Sisters’ remonstrations on ‘sin and sex’ for one nanosecond. Those who don’t play the game, don’t get to make the rules, and who would listen to some dried up nun whose jealousy leaked through her very pores every time she looked at us and talked about sex. She knew damn well that we were doing exactly what she did at 13/14 but we would go on to have way more fun!
So, no….I lost my virginity to myself and I don’t regret that either. I wanted to be in control of it, so that when the big moment came I could simply enjoy it without fear.
Yes, it does feel strange, at first, to realise you’re attracted to your own sex, and my first tentative wandering in the locker room were some of the most intense of my life. I’d seen girls naked of course, and liked what I saw, but….ah yes…but….
But I had to explore more…… at first I just wondered….wondered about those bodies and what they did to themselves….wondered if they got as wet as i did…wondered if their panties got into the same hot mess as mine and then…..a lightbulb moment…I could find out. One brilliantly forged letter from mum and a brief wait to see if anyone else was off PE and games that day before producing it (I later learned not to date them) and there I was…alone….free to wander, so I went on a panty hunt. That first time I resolved just to find and look, but that resolve ended when I found a particularly wet pair and I simply had to inhale….I remember how my head swam and I nearly fainted with eroticism. My own hand was in my panties and in seconds, or so it seemed, I’d cum smelling another girl’s sex for the first time. Sucking, wearing, putting my wetness on hers came later.
Was I scared, the first time a guy came in me with no condom? Yes…I was on the pill, but that tiny tablet simply doesn’t seem enough, does it. So when my monthly visitor arrived as usual, on the day/hour and almost minute, yes I was relieved, but back up. I hadn’t realised, because no-one told me, that semen comes out as well as goes in. I remember looking in horror at the mess in my panties, and washing them out in my bathroom sink….yet at the same time, feeling very grown up. I discovered the taste of semen before this though.
It had happened almost by accident. A boy had pleaded, very clumsily with me to ‘kiss it’. I’d obliged and taken it into my mouth. I loved the feeling and taste of it and he, poor guy, couldn’t hold off. Probably for the first time in his life he had a real girl sucking his cock and he came really quickly. Yes, it made me gag because the first shot hit the back of my throat. I quickly learned to move my head slightly back and turn so it hit my cheek. That was better. I swallowed instinctively, and found I loved the taste of it. I still do. One thing The Lovely Chris does at my request (after fucking me) is for me to kneel at his feet and have him wank off into my open mouth. I love the submissiveness of it and I get some on my face and most in my waiting mouth.
Yes, I really do like anal. Yes it hurt first couple of times, and yes, it still stings, but you see…I like the pain of it which, mixed with the ‘naughtiness’ of it makes for a fabulous experience. No, I’ve not been DP’s yet…at least not by two guys. We’ve simulated it, using sex toys, but no….it’s definitely on my to do list.
Speaking of which….I’d love a gang bang. To have numerous men have me at the same time, sometimes taking turns, sometimes one in each hole…oohh yes please. Then again, I’d love to lie on a bed and have a lot of men, maybe up to ten, all standing around me wanking on me too.
Girl fantasies? Oh yes, I have them too. Because I’m married to a girl with a big sex drive, I’ve done a lot, as you can imagine, but I’d like a g/g/g threesome very much. I’d also love to be another girl’s ‘first’. To show her the delights of lesbian sex from the ground up, from that first, lingering g/g kiss to touching, fingering to oral…and more.
Then again, I’d love to be a boy’s first too….as above. From first kiss to “Go on….it’s ok…push it in.” There’s a possibility of this happening, actually. That’s for another time though.
Yes, there are things I’ve tried and liked, but I won’t write about here….they are somewhat, hmm…shall we say ‘unusual’ and leave it at that…certainly not to everyone’s liking, I suspect.
Finally, yes, there are things I want to do. I’d love to fuck a police officer in return for being let off speeding, or something similar, but most wear body cams these days which they can’t switch off…although…hmmmm, maybe I’d enjoy being watched by a sergeant!
Plans for the future? Among many, many others, I want to expand and refine my outdoor activities. One little game I want to play is have Emily drive me, blindfolded about three or four miles from home, and drop me off stark naked. I have to find my way home without being seen. (There’s lots of countryside around here, but it’s not all wide open fields). The rules of the game being that if I’m spotted, I have to do something sexual in front of, or with the person who sees me. (Yes, I know, high risk….but there it is). I definitely want to rub one (or several) out in the woods by the boarding schools. Hopefully some sixth form boy, or girl, might take an interest and watch. I also am going to be way more opportunistic in 2023. A touch of ‘seize the day’. Oh, and thongs. Emily and Dani wear them, and although I’ve tried them and don’t really care for them Emily does, and if only for her, I’ll give them another go….anyway, I’m sure I can use my dirty little mind to ‘adapt’ them in some way.
And Dani….the lovely emergent Dani. Getting The Lovely Chris’s cock up her is my target for this year….and also, since Emily has no objections, I plan to lead her more deeply into the world of lesbian sex, and also set her still somewhat restrained imagination free. I showed her the delights of pee sex, and I know she practices it herself now…that’s WITH herself now. She’s still shy when it comes to talking about things that really turn her on, so I plan to unlock that particular safety deposit box too.
Well, my lovelies, that answers all the questions, I think.
I’m off to see Dani now.
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