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My First Taste

They say you never forget your first time. Although it’s been nearly 20 years, I can still remember it well. It was January of 99 and I had just turned 18.  My parents went out of town to celebrate their anniversary for the weekend, and that meant one thing for me. Busting as many nuts as I could. I called my girlfriend at the time to try and make plans. Let me tell you, she was a sex pot of horniness. Shoulder length dirty blond hair, 5ft 6in, 175lbs with 44DDs. Yeah she was a little chubby, but damn she could suck my cock like crazy. However, it wasn’t meant to be. Her family sprung a last minute ski trip for the weekend. Crap, now what was I to do. I had no plans, a list of chores my parents wanted done, and nuts so full, they felt as if they could explode any minute. Well Friday evening after I got home and said goodbye to my parents, I decided to do the one thing I knew I needed to take care of first. Not more than 30 minutes passed by, I was sitting naked in my room rubbing o...

My First Taste

They say you never forget your first time. Although it’s been nearly 20 years, I can still remember it well. It was January of 99 and I had just turned 18.  My parents went out of town to celebrate their anniversary for the weekend, and that meant one thing for me. Busting as many nuts as I could. I called my girlfriend at the time to try and make plans. Let me tell you, she was a sex pot of horniness. Shoulder length dirty blond hair, 5ft 6in, 175lbs with 44DDs. Yeah she was a little chubby, but damn she could suck my cock like crazy. However, it wasn’t meant to be. Her family sprung a last minute ski trip for the weekend. Crap, now what was I to do. I had no plans, a list of chores my parents wanted done, and nuts so full, they felt as if they could explode any minute. Well Friday evening after I got home and said goodbye to my parents, I decided to do the one thing I knew I needed to take care of first. Not more than 30 minutes passed by, I was sitting naked in my room rubbing o...

Rocket Pop – An Erotic Story

 The orange, summer afternoon was too hot to do anything. The air-conditioner in Carey’s apartment couldn’t blast out the heat. It was blowing only warm air. She had her hair in a bun to keep the back of her neck cool. She had taken a cold shower, but its effects didn’t last long. She was left to laze around in only skimpy sports shorts and a thin t-shirt. A drink might have been nice. However, she had forgotten to refrigerate the case of bottled water that she had hauled up the stifling stairs early that morning. The haul had tired her out, and she ended up plunking onto the recliner. By now, the water had warmed to room temperature. And room-temperature water wouldn’t taste good. Then she remembered what was in the freezer. She had stowed away, deep in ice, a box of Rocket Pops. The popsicles were red, white, and blue. The top portion was flavored red cherry. The middle was lime, and the bottom third was blue raspberry. The popsicle was frozen in the shape of a rocket—a thick pop...

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