My First Time, When I Was Young

In my years growing up my family had a cabin on the lake. Those cabins were all alike, no power, outhouses, big room with a propane stove and bunks on the wall, maybe an old metal frame bed with springs and a thin mattress. The cabin my family owned had a small dock and we had a canoe. We went there for weekends, my mother refused to spend the night so she would come up on Sunday and bring friend chicken from Colonel Sanders. It was that kind of place.

I was up there with my Dad, he was fixing the place and I went down to sit on the dock. A boy showed up in a canoe and talked to me. I guess I was sitting unladylike because he told me he could see my panties. I was embarrassed and pulled my dress down. He told me it was okay because he liked seeing my panties and he opened his pants and pulled them down and told me to look. I leaned over the dock into his canoe and he had his penis out and asked me if I wanted to play with it.

I told him my father was up at the cabin and he was going to come down and beat him up. He didn't flinch and told me to walk over to the cabin next door, it was unlocked and I could play with his penis and he would take my panties off. He shoved off and rowed to the cabin next door, pulled his canoe onto the shore and walked up waving for me to come over. After a few moments, I looked back and I couldn't see my father who was working inside and I walked over to the cabin next door quickly taking care not to make any noise.

In the cabin the boy grabbed me and kissed me and put his hand between my legs and told me to get my panties off. I stood there doing nothing so he reached under my dress and he pulled my panties down and looked at my naked snatch. In those days no one shaved and I'm sure I had a very dark black hairy monster there. He got his pants off and stood naked except for his shirt and told me to hurry up and we got on the old wooden floor and he pulled my panties right off and opened my legs with both hands and stared at my snatch.

He got on me, no foreplay, but I was pretty wet by then and he got his penis in me and rocked back and forth until it felt good and then with a shudder he came, he pulled out but not until after he had mostly come inside of me. He looked at my open snatch and told me to get a Coca Cola and fizz it up and wash myself out with it. He asked for tits, just to see and I lowered my dress off my shoulders and pushed my bra up over my tits and he sucked hard on one of my nipples. We got up and got dressed and he said he had to go. He left first, I saw him get his canoe into the water and row away. I watched our cabin for signs of my father and then skirted on back as fast as I could.

Since that day I have sucked my fair share of boys and men. I've had my fair share of boys and men empty their sperm in me. I've even had one man try me out butt first, which is a one and done, never to be done again. But my first, that boy in the canoe is the one I have a soft spot for. I never got his name.