My Sordid Life

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I met Robby our senior year of high school. He became my first love. I still think about him from time to time. He liked to take me to the drive-in movies. We could make out there with some semblance of privacy. It’s funny now looking back at how we were, both virginal, making the attempts to be grown-ups.

I’ll never forget the time we went to see the movie The Poseidon Adventure. As we were making out, he put his hand on my tit. He wasn’t going to feel much, I had on a bra and a heavy sweater. I wasn’t big enough that I needed a bra, but my nipples were always erect, like thimbles, and my mother had always insisted that I wear one to try and hide them.

We had been to the movies on several occasions, and up until now we had never done anything but kiss; it was about time he made a move. I so wanted him to touch me. I grabbed his hand and he jerked it away from me. He had a horrified look on his face. I smiled and took his hand back and slid it under my sweater, nudging it upwards. He took the hint. Robby gave me a little squeeze and I kissed him real hard. He reached his hand around my back looking for the clasp to my bra. I whispered in his ear that it was in front. He fumbled for a minute, I had to ask him if he needed help. I slid my hand up his arm, undid my bra, and moved his hand onto my boob. That was the first time someone other than me touched my nipples. I loved it and wanted more.

I got real daring that night and raised my sweater over my head, of course my bra came with it. I was topless. I had to guide Robby; he was too timid to make any moves himself. I kissed him and gently pulled his face to my chest hoping he would take my nipples in his mouth. If touching them felt so good, I wanted to know what having them sucked on them felt like. He obliged me, but got a little aggressive and bit down too hard. I had to ask him to try again, only softer. He was much better the second time.

It was obvious that I was to be the alpha dog in this relationship. That was fine with me, I actually liked it that way. I knew what I wanted, and when I wanted it. Robby had no objections. Before that night was over, Robby was becoming comfortable with my boobs and our kissing was extremely passionate. I had one more move to try, I couldn’t wait any longer. I wanted to see his penis. I slowly moved my hand onto his lap. He was hard, very hard, and squirmed when I rubbed on him. Suddenly everything came to a halt. His erection was going away and the crotch of his pants was soaking wet. The poor guy was so embarrassed. It was weeks before I heard from Robby again.

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