It's a theme with me.
Really, I didn't plan on showing my nifkin in public as much as I have over the years- it's just kinda worked out that way.

I mean, for starters, there was this story wherein I lost my virginity on a beach.

The next experience- such as it was- turned out to be with Kathy. We worked together in an amusement park, and within two days of meeting we had our first date.

Being the romantic little shit that I was, I put together what in retrospect was actually a pretty decent little picnic experience- I had food, a bottle of wine, brought along a guitar, and took her by boat to an island on the lake my parents lived on. Being 18 and full of boiling hormones, we were both pretty well worked up in fairly short order. I laid on the charm as thick as I could- played guitar as she ate, filled her glass, did all the right things, and it was paying off nicely. So after a bit I put the guitar away and we started making out.

As there wasn't a dock on that island we had our bathing suits on so we could leave the boat offshore and wade in. She wore a one piece that showed off her ample boobs quite nicely, cut low so as she lay on her side I had an enticing view of cleavage spilling out. After some kissing I slipped my hand under the shoulder strap and slid the suit off of her shoulder, revealing a nicely rounded breast with the nipple already hard and begging for the touch of my lips. She gasped as my tongue traced a circle around it, followed by a small moan as my lips clamped it-

"Hey, do you know what time it is?"

I turned over and Kathy hammocked herself in with a quickness Bruce Lee would have envied, and saw an older guy- in retrospect, probably around 30- checking out Kathy pretty closely. "Sorry, I don't have a watch on me."

"Okay, thanks." And he sidled off, still staring at Kathy. He wasn't in a big hurry to leave.

Unfortunately she was.

Dammit.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 23 Apr 2009, 15:10, Reply)