I was into skeet shooting at various clubs around the area. There were many young and not so young professional people that enjoyed the shooting sports in my area. There were many"rod and gun" clubs that were more competitive shooting clubs that had evolved from the old hunting and drinking clubs of the 30's and 40's. It seems that most people enjoyed firearms but were not happy to actually kill a game animal. I was hooked into the Sporting Clay Shooting and Skeet shooting early in my life as game animals were not that common in Urban areas of Up State New York.
At one local club, skeet and trap were shot every week. Usually shot with 5 "man" squads every Wednesday night and Sunday morning. The club sat on the side of a mountain that had scenic views the Berkshire mountains that were nothing less than outstanding. Especially when snow covered.As the squad gathered this one Sunday morning, I could not help but notice a "young girl" walking toward the skeet field, with an oldWe made eye contact, and lost for words I silently shook my head to tell her that she didn’t need to apologize. But her moan had instantly sent a thousand images into my head. The sexual feelings that I had been trying so hard to avoid, were now taking over.Despite my best efforts to shift my mind elsewhere, in my head, I saw my sister. She was on my lap, exactly as she was at this very moment. Her skin was bare, not a thread of clothing on her. Her body bounced, slowly. Her firm, perky breasts swayed with her, ever so slightly, as if in slow motion. Her thumb and index fingers came together to gently pinch each of her round, aroused nipples, slowly twisting back and forth. And as the sensations become too strong for her to contain, she opens her mouth, and moans “Mathias.”It was just my imagination, but it was the most erotic image I had ever created. And then I felt it. All at once, every last drop of blood in my body rushed to the same place, as if in a race to get ther
The next several hours were spent by the four of us hiking up the stairs to Cara’s dorm room, gathering as many of her belongings into our arms as we could, and hauling it down to the car. Cara worked at an amazing pace, never stopping to catch her breath or take a break. She was in just as good of shape as I was, which was incredible considering I had been working out every day to stay in shape for the upcoming football season.Before long, it turned into a competition between Cara and I who could carry down more items in one trip. I shamelessly watched her tight round ass bounce up the stairs after each trip. It was technically her fault, after all, that I didn’t have a chance to get a jerk off session this morning, and why I was so enticed by her nicely sculpted figure.I had never really thought of my sister in a sexual way, but I would have to be blind to not notice how stunning she was. Playing soccer and running track throughout high school had kept her body in great
It was a warm, sticky, summer morning. The sun was peeking in through my blinds, as if to remind me that I had slept in much too late. It was the first Saturday of summer vacation after finishing my junior year of high school. A glorious day that should have been rewarded by sleeping in late, relaxing in the comfort of my bed, and maybe even stroking my rock-hard teenage morning wood that was pitching a tent in my sheets.Unfortunately, there was no time for that. My big sister, Cara, had just finished up her freshman year of college. Of course, the burden of moving all of her belongings out of her dorm room, and back into our house for the summer had fallen on my parents and I, which was the reasoning for the rude awakening distributed by my mother.I threw off my sheets and stood out of bed. After a nice, long, morning stretch, I looked down at my still erect cock, as if to say, I’ll take care of you later. Wasting no time, I quickly put on an outfit made up of gym shorts
They got back the next Sunday afternoon and Kay came over as soon as she unpacked and had supper. We greeted each other with hugs and I was becoming very aware of her body against mine. Maybe it was because of all the lesbian books and stories I'd been reading but for the first time I found myself really enjoying it without feeling strange or guilty. It was around this time I started thinking that maybe I was a lesbian, at that time the words gay and bisexual didn’t have any real meaning to me. I found myself wondering how Kay felt. I mean really wondering, I was almost obsessing over it - she was my best friend and this was the first time I actually had a secret from her. We talked and pretended to watch TV until my parents went to bed, and we stayed with the TV on until I was sure they were asleep. They had work in the morning but we were on vacation and could stay up all night. Which I was planning on doing! We spent a half hour whispering to each other about all
I woke up in the dark, my arm still over my lovely Kay. So soft and warm, my best friend was now my lover, too. That would take some getting used to but I was not complaining! I looked at the clock and it was just before 4. I knew we had a few hours before my parents woke up. I watched her sleep for a while then leaned over and kissed her cheek then her neck and slowly worked my way down to her chest, wondering when she would awake. I kissed the upper swell of her breast - laying on her back she didn't really have an upper swell or even a breast but that's where it would have been - before I kissed and then lightly licked her beautiful little nipple. I heard her sigh and knew she was awake. I lightly sucked her stiffening nip before lifting my head to give her another kiss on the lips. "I love being woken up like that," she said. Even in the dark I could tell she was smiling. "I love waking you up like that" I answered before kissing her again, long and slowly. I reached over and fl
This is my very first secret that i'll tell you diary. it's my first fuck with a wiman and i feel you show hear about it.It's mostly not true but it is based on a few real experiences about losing innocence in a bible belt small town before there were forums and when online had no meaning.Of course everyone in it is of legal age!Her name was Kayla and we'd been friends since the first day we met. Her family moved here for her father's job and they rented a house a block away from mine so we met on the school bus. It was mid term so her being new was very obvious. When she got on the bus she just looked like a scared but nice person so I smiled at her and pointed to the empty seat next to me. Within days it was like we'd known each other for years, within weeks we were best friends. By the time school ended we were practically living at each other's homes. Sleepovers were common and we'd stay up so late talking and giggling and much of it was about boys. We'd cuddled