This is an account of my earliest, and most vivid, sexual experience.This is an account of my earliest, and most vivid, sexual experience. Although intercourse never occurred, it was, for a just-13 year old boy, very sexually exciting. I can remember it as if it happened yesterday, because of how it affected me. As I mentioned before, this happened twenty years ago when I was thirteen. I was an only child and I had been to a few `make-out' parties, but the only sexual contact I had had with girls was the usual kissing and maybe a feel of little budding breasts through a t-shirt. Of course, I'd learned to masturbate and did so all the time. It's hard to remember exactly what I fantasized over, but I vaguely remember thoughts about a certain eighth grade teacher of mine. Anyway, just after my thirteenth birthday, my father won a sales contest at his company, so my parents were going away for a long weekend and my mom had made arrangements for me to stay with our nextdoor neighbor, Mrs. Ann Miller. Mrs. Miller and her husband had lived next door to us all my life and were good friends of my parents, but, unfortunately, Mr. Miller had been killed in a car accident about 16 months before that weekend. They had no kids and Ann lived home alone. I thought Ann looked pretty good for her age. Thinking back, she must have been all of thirty-five. She was short, about 5'2", and 105 lbs. I remember that she had enormous breasts. My parents left right after work on Thursday, saying they would be home sometime Sunday evening. After school on Thursday, Ann fixed us dinner and we ate in front of the TV. We were watching the tube and Ann was reclining in an easy chair. I was on the couch across the room. At one point, I looked over at Ann and noticed that her skirt was riding high on her thigh and, combined with the tight white blouse she was wearing, it was giving my little penis convulsions. |