1. The First Time Never Comes Twice


    Date: 6/19/2016, Categories: First Time, Author: xhardx13, Source: LushStories

    This is my story as I remember it! A few details have been left out, but this is basically what happened Ever since I had my first period, I began thinking about sex in new and different ways. To make it simple, I was curious and wondered what it was like to have sex with a guy. By the time I was seventeen, I had blossomed physically and my new hormones took me in unexpected directions too. It's just that I didn't quite know how to deal with my newly formed assets. I was unsure of myself and a little naive. Naive, that is, until I came home from one of our football games. Apparently, I wasn't expected home because my mom and one of her boyfriends were downstairs in the family room. It didn't take much imagination to know what was going on downstairs. I mean both of them were pretty vocal, so the sounds of sexual pleasure was unmistakable. It really wasn't unusual for Mom to be entertaining a guy in our house. She was sexy, pretty and had a really ample set of boobs. I think I take after her in that regard. Anyway, Mom never tried to hide the fact that she liked sex. It wasn't that she talked a lot about it, but I had the impression she was screwing lots of guys. She never tried to keep that a secret. My plan was to go downstairs and watch, staying out of sight of course, a voyeur. Okay, I'll admit it. I had seen couples fuck on porn websites, but I had never seen real people having sex. So, my curiosity got the best of me and wanted to be closer to the action. It didn't work ...
    out that way. After taking off my coat, the sounds from downstairs had stopped and I heard Mom say, "Natalie, is that you?" "Yes, Mom. I'm home a little early." A few minutes later she came upstairs with a stranger close behind. I had never seen the guy before. It wasn't surprising for Mom to be entertaining someone new. She was quite liberal about her choices, and there were many. As for me, I now had an elevated interest in sex and didn't intend to start college next year as a virgin. The problem was that I had no boyfriend and wasn't even dating. I began to take stock of my better qualities. I had a couple of things going for me. An important one was that I had developed a respectable, if not a sizeable set of boobs, but was afraid to let them show. I just needed more confidence and wear clothes that showed a little more of me. Another positive was that I finally made the cheerleading squad giving me the chance to be with the popular kids. There were some things I needed to work on, like my personality. I had been a little shy, kind of a shrinking violet type during my first years in high school. At sixteen, it was natural for a girl to lack self-confidence while acquiring a curvy physique. Now that I was older and physically mature, I needed to become more assertive and more available to guys. I was a fun girl on the inside, but it didn't show on the outside. Some things like my visibility I could control. My new hormones were going to be a little harder to keep in check. ...
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