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Sexual Exploration

Posted by: bport1250 Age: 18 then Posted on: 11 Aug 2015 5 comments
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My first experience with female orgasm.
Funny how sex has a part in so many of my lasting memories. Am I weird or does sex play such a prominent roll in everyone's lives? Anyway, here's a recollection that I frequently enjoy: My girlfriend at the time of senior year high school was a very petite and pretty girl one year younger than I. Casey was her name then and I imagine it remains so today. I've always been a breast man and her tiny little titties fascinated me beyond description. We weren't very far along the road of sexual exploration, if you get my drift, and she was very sensitive about how small her breasts were. All the other girls were sprouting nice teenage tits and Casey was going to have to adjust to a lifetime of small breasts. That was fine with me, I loved small boobs on a small girl, but she was worried that she wasn't sexy. She was so wrong! We'd been dating for most of the year and got along very well. We were both very curious about sex (find me a teenager who isn't) but Casey was very cautious and we were moving pretty slowly as a result. Way too slowly for me but she was setting the pace and I guess that's how it's supposed to be (recall here that I'm talking about 1967). We made out all the time, and she'd let me touch her boobs now and then but she'd never shown them to me. I was so hot to see them, too. I'd get these raging teenage boners in my jeans and tease her with what 'she'd done to me' and what torture it was to become erect in those tight quarters. She would touch me through my pants and always ask "Where did that come from?" She was curious about my cock, too, and I was bargaining for the old you-show-me-yours and I'll-show-you-mine exchange and we were getting close to closing that deal. Those were such exciting times, no wonder I remember them so fondly! Casey was clearly 'in the mood' on this particular evening, she'd worn a very thin blouse which highlighted her sexy little boobs. And she made only sounds of pleasure when I began to touch them. I'd never seen or felt any sign of her nipples at all but on this occasion I could feel little telltale bumps through her clothing. I asked and she admitted that they were getting firm and that she'd worn a combination of lighter fabrics because it was so warm out. Was it that, or did she just want to tease me? I decided that it was the latter. It was working too, better than she'd imagined I bet! I asked her again if I could please see her breasts. I think that was her plan all along because her hesitation was more playful than genuine before agreeing where she'd always declined before. But she made me earn the experience too by insisting that I unhook her bra. That was painfully clumsy but in my eagerness I got it done despite my lack of skill. And there, for my breathless pleasure, were her beautiful little boobs!! Pert, firm, tiny, with their similarly tiny little nipples. Oh, my heart was practically out of my chest with excitement. We enjoyed the experience of each other's building arousal for a while and as we kissed I let my hand fall on Casey's tummy. She had enjoyed this in the past and tonight was no different. Just a little touching and light pressure in the general vicinity of her pleasure center was where we'd left things in the past but she'd always stopped me if my explorations had gotten too close to home, so to speak. Tonight, though I was too overwhelmed by her naked chest to notice, she was especially receptive to my efforts at stimulation 'down there'. She let me know she was liking my attention by dropping her hand onto my lap and feeling around to see what she'd 'done to me'. The usual, "Where did that come from?", followed when she found what she'd done throbbing in my pant leg. Casey was nervous with her boobs exposed but excited too. This night was clearly different from our earlier private times. She just sighed quietly as I explored her bare breasts. The feel of them was magical, soft but firm, supple but taught and her little nipples were quite erect, too. I thought I could actually feel them respond to my touch and the sensation when I kissed them and felt them on my tongue was indescribable. Casey seemed to like it too and was more relaxed than I'd expected her to be in her newly exposed condition. I asked if she liked the way it felt when I touched her breasts and she said she did but not as much as the "other". To be continued