Remember The First Time

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Do you remember the first time? It was just you and her. You discussed who would be on the bottom first. You both decided that it would only be right for her to be on the bottom first. So as you took your position on top, you looked her in the eyes and you both took a firm grip.

You felt her thrust, and then you’d thrust, and then she’d thrust, and then you’d thrust, each thrust pushing you both higher towards the clouds. At first it was slow and smooth, until you felt the rhythm develop and then it got faster and faster and faster and faster.

As you sped up you couldn’t help but jerk. It was involuntary you couldn’t help yourself, in order to keep up the pace you had to jerk. Each turn you’d tighten your legs and then push with all your might but making sure to time it well and keep it smooth.

Soon yours and her legs begin to tire and you feel this sensation in the pit of your stomach. Your body feels like stopping but the longer you go the greater the sensation in your stomach. You begin to sweat and while you’re looking at her you could see the sweat beginning to stream down the side of her smooth and pretty face.

As she thrusts you could hear a faint grunt come from her and then you notice that you’re grunting too but you can’t stop. You push again and again and again each time grunting louder. That sensation in your stomach feels like it’s going to explode.

You both can see the agony and excitement on each others face. You want to stop but you won’t let yourself. You push on going faster, harder, higher. That sensation seems to be growing throughout your body.

You feel it in your legs, your stomach, you feel it in your arms, your neck, your cheeks, you seem to be getting higher with each thrust and just as you can’t take it anymore, you both stop. That great sensation just draining you of every drop of energy you have. Sweating and panting, you both just sit still.

Finally you both catch your breath and as you climb down you smile at her and she’s smiling back. You take her hand in yours as you start to walk away. You both stop walking and as you turn and look back, you kiss her on the cheek and thank her for making your first time on a see-saw so much fun.

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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 19 years ago
In the tradition of Oscar Wilde

IMHO

Great!

Evelyn

Bridget69Bridget69almost 19 years ago
The first time...

should be a special and memorable one, such is very well described here. Very nice.