1. First time


    Date: 10/23/2014, Categories: Anal, Shemales, Author: TerriSlut, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Continuing with my life stories, this recounts my very first man. I was still a teenager and still at school. Those were mere technicalities and certainly had no bearing on my libido and overwhelming desire to experience a man for the first time. I had heard through various sources and local papers that there was an increasing issue with gay men cruising in a certain park in my town. I had to find out more. One day I told my parents that I was staying late at school to catch up on some homework. This gave me the opportunity to check this park out, plan my strategy and eye the talent that may be lurking. When I arrived at the park it wasn't immediately obvious where this "action" is or would take place. I wandered back and forth looking for places that may seem likely. I had been there about 30 minutes when it dawned on me that I had seen a few men more than once. In fact one man I had walked past at least 3 times. I decided that I should keep my eye on him and see where he went. It was then I noticed a copse of trees, very dense, with a little path leading into them. Upon further investigation there was a small brick building hidden in amongst the trees. I later learned this was an old air raid shelter and was where it all happened. So I had found the place, all I needed now was an opportunity for ”Nicola” to visit. It wasn't long until that chance arrived. It was a Saturday evening, my parents were going out for the evening with my aunt and uncle, and my s****r was staying ...
    at her friends overnight. I had a bath before they went out, and did what little preparation needed doing at that age. Any time saved now would add to my window of opportunity later on. I had a dildo hidden in my bedroom, so I secreted it into the bathroom with me and prepared myself for what I hoped later would be the real thing. I loved how it felt when it broke through the resistance and slid inside me. My parents left about 6.30 and I estimated that I would have at least 6 hours of free dressing time. They were never back before midnight when they met with my aunt and uncle. Mum didn't drink but Dad and Uncle Tom never left before closing time, and always had to go back to Tom’s for coffee and a nightcap afterwards. The park was a few miles from my house and although I was now a seasoned outdoor girl, having ventured out a few times by now, I hadn't yet got the courage to catch a bus fully dressed, especially in the evening. I therefore decided that I would do as much as I could at home, and leave the finishing touches for a place nearer the park. I decided on a lovely little tartan mini kilt of my s****rs, tight fitting black roll neck skinny rib jumper, very sheer nude tights and knee length boots with a 3 inch heel. Underneath I would wear matching lace black knickers and bra. I put the underwear and tights on, popped the rest into a small bag along with my make-up, handbag and jewellery and went off to get the bus. I had an old jumper and scruffy track bottoms over the ...
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