The first time it happened, I didn't understand at first what was going on.
Sheer naivete', I guess.
I was stroking him through his pants while he kissed my neck. He had my blouse half unbuttoned, my bra was pushed up, exposing my nipples, and he was pawing at my boobs. God I wanted him to kiss them... Suddenly he was gasping and shaking, and my hand felt his cock sort of pulse, and then it felt very warm... and ... uh...damp...
I remember how helpless he seemed just after, all curled up, like he was afraid, or ashamed... I remember the smell, very strong, I romanticized, as 14 year old girls will do, that it smelled like some kind of exotic flower of some kind...
I realized after a minute that I hadn't hurt him, and then a moment later I understood what I had done, and what he had done...

So I kissed him.

WW

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"I wondered, am I a lesbian, am I straight, or bisexual? Then I realized that I am just a slut.
So where's MY parade?"

---Margaret Cho