The Girlfriends ........
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Album:Precise Modern Lovers Order (1994)
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I have written about my encounters with the fairer sex on numerous occasions. Some but not all of the stories are interesting. What can I say I have always had a healthy libido. Before I was married I was always on the make and looking for the next chance to hop in the sack which is kind of ironic because I didn't really start to have sex (actual sex, not the fantasy kind or the fairy tale kind that you tell your buddies).We'll see how far I get before getting to tired to write.
Mina K. was my first real bona fide girlfriend. Admittedly I was drawn to her larger than life breasts. In the 8th grade Mina was already top heavy. Our short relationship started the day she pushed me into the bushes outside of school and planted the first real kiss on my lips. I never went beyond second base. Probably because I had no idea what to do after that. We had to date for 4 months, tops. Then she moved on.
Naomi E. was a prize. In ninth grade I set my sights on her and literally did everything I could to be close to her. I even tried out for the play 'Taming of the Shrew' because she had the part of Kate and the part of Petruchio was still up for grabs. I studied Shakespeare like nobodies business. It paid off and I got the part so Naomi and I would get together to rehearse our lines (sometimes). We grew close and I got to take her to the Freshman Ball. We broke up because of irreconcilable differences in our choices of friends. Still I developed a liking for 'the Bard' that continues to this day.
Sue and I hooked up after taking a late night dare of 'Truth or Dare'. Some might call it the 'Seven Minutes of Heaven'. She had a liking for me and when we were dared to go in a closet and make out that's exactly what she did. I had no intentions on following through but when confronted with willing lips who was I to say no? Our time was up and our friends opened the door to let us out and we closed it again to continue the lip locking. That relationship did last long for some reason or another.
Dolly M. had a thing for me, as did the first of 3 Melissa's and a Dacia. Dacia and I were friends from the horse stable I worked at when I was 17. She was from Clearwater FL so the distance between us killed the fire we had for each other. I think Dacia was the first girl I had seen naked. She was older by 2 years and had more experience then me. I just couldn't get over the fear I had being with her because she was so aggressive. She was the first to really bring me to orgasm (That is with someone's help. I've done well by myself up until that point.) without having full blown sex. The details of that moment will be left to your imagination.
The second Melissa was a hippychick. She drove her parents Saab and smoked pot. We did the high school party thing and were considered a couple.
The third Melissa was my first. Her family was filthy rich and mine was disgustingly poor. Money aside Melissa and I went at it like we were last couple on Earth trying to repopulate the human race. My initiation into the wild world of sex was mind blowing. Her mom allowed her to be on the pill. still we were careful (sort of). After some time Melissa and I grew apart because of Kristin. She worked her way into my heart to the point there was bitter words and a messy break up. It wasn't that I was cheating but it got to the point that that Melissa gave me a choice and I had made it in favor of Kristin. It is a time I have tried to forget about.
That's it for now. Hopefully I'll get back to these stories because there are a few I glossed over. Night kiddies.
Comments (16)
The only thing that comes to mind is The Nails, 88 Lines about 44 Women:
Again, kudos to you for the courage to let it all out there. Cheers!
I enjoy the fact that you enjoy boobies so much Chris.
I am what I am and that will usually mean being a breast man. Some guys like legs, I like boobs.
Funny stuff Mimi.
Honesty has usually lead to my downfall.
I could make a similar post about past relationships, but not only would it be pretty sad, it would be about a quarter of the length of this. :-(
You made my day Chuck. Part 2 should put you into a deeper funk.
I have yet to talk about Anne, Leslie, Allison, J.J., Heather, a girl whos name I forgot and whos face I couldn't forget, and Olga (yeah her name was Olga). That all off the top of my head. All of them were better than friends at some point.
Well, I'm glad my pain made your day, you sadistic minx! Now, I could do a post on all those girls I secretly pined for, but alwys became "the friend". But that's even sadder.
I laugh at the idea that we weren't supposed to have lives before we got married. These relationships made me who I am today. I can't escape it. As much as our parents have influenced us in the interactions of our public lives the events we have independent of thier observance have shaped our private lives.
I say that without trying to be cavilier about marriage. What we do in our 'Private Idaho' carries significant weight.
You'll get the sympathy vote.
I'm an opportunist when I saw my chance I took it. You most likely had the chance but didn't act on it.
No harm, no foul, no shame. That's you.
"Honesty has usually lead to my downfall."
Same here.
"I'm an opportunist"
Makes me smile and reminds me of this tune:
(Sorry if the magic dot doesn't work.)
sooo, what your really after is my first full length novel?? Just kiddin' man...my first was an equestrian lass, she was an adopted daughter of a french prostitute (so she claimed) ...we horsed around a lot. "88 Lines..." came to my mind as well. Time for a cold shower...
Sexy Time with I AM..You are the Viagra of the site my friend.
Hahahaha.
It's a good thing we don't end our lives like we begin them, or will this happen all over again in the senoirs' home?
Arabian nights, by Chris!
Now this is one post I'd never do. I will tell you though that with the exception of two, all my boyfriends were younger than me ;)
Boinkingly sweet memoir, I AM, I mean, Don Juan.
No room at MOG if I was to attempt this. (heh) But very frank of you, man. And I too immediately thought of the Nails' song. Small minds run along the same gutters?
I was caught up in the wave of honesty.
Let's face it better than half of us had these same experiences.
What is funnier than an awkward first time? Not much.
Seldom is the 'first time' something that you really brag about.
Of course sex, in general, is something people don't really discuss.
Nasty and brutish? If your lucky and the time is right.
Sweet and everlasting? If your lucky and the time is right.
Hey, why didn't anyone tell me my grammar is awful? And the spelling?
You guys suck at being editors.