I had firm feelings from the beginning but it took years

I was kissed when I was 12 by an older man. On the lips, a long kiss and he rubbed his tongue against my lips. I opened my mouth and touched his tongue with mine. I remember it explicitly, it was both exciting and warm, I fell into him and he held me while he kissed me.

Several years later I was taking piano lessons at the teacher's home and he looked at me in a way that caused me to kiss him on the lips. He asked me why I did that and I honestly answered that I didn't know. He told me I had to be careful with that, people might misunderstand. After that he was very affectionate with me and he kissed my lips from time to time. I wanted him to hold me and kiss me for real. I also once touched his ** in his pants one day while we were side by side on the piano bench and he moved my hand away but didn't say anything to me.

In college I had a friend, we met in class and hung out together. We skipped class together and went to his dorm room. I was laying on his bed and he sat down beside me and put both hands on my ** and leaned forward and kissed me. He kept his hands on my ** for a long, long time. Squeezing with his hands from time to time. I lay still on my back and didn't move. It felt really good. When he stopped, he took his hands away and leaned down and kissed my ** through my pants.

When he was in my dorm room he went through all my clothes and wanted to try on a pair of my underpants. He put them on and left me his and took mine home with him. We went to the bathroom one afternoon, we were the only ones in there and we went into a stall to pee together. We touched our penises and he bent down and gave my ** a kiss. He held his ** and invited me to do the same. I kissed his **, but a little too much, I put it in my mouth.

We went back to my room and laid on my bed and held our penises and kissed, made out, before bending down to kiss and ** each other. We both managed to ** and we tasted it. We got nervous after that and he went back to his dorm. He avoided me after that and we never had a chance to repeat what we had done.

I would have to wait another year before I met a boy with whom I was able to trade ** and make each other **. That led to a very heated kissing session and a surrender on my part when he got on my back and began to hump until he got his ** in me. I had **, finally, after all those years, I had **. It was wonderful, I told him so and he asked again and again if I liked it and I told him I did. I finally had a boyfriend and for the rest of our college days we tried everything we could think of.

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