Adolescence

Reaching 14 years is a period of life where the changes are obvious and our body suffers from modesty when hormones trigger&lt. ;/p>

In my case everything came at once, changing my nipples noticed successive changes in hardness and breast augmentation accompanied the advent of the rule.

My friends were in the same circumstances.

The age does not forgive and our wish was to meet boys in this world that attracted us so much.

At the beginning of course used to be boys they expected some girls who went out homeward.

In particular there was one who noticed me and tackled me.

He asked me if I’d go out with him and accompanied me home.

The next day I mentioned to her friends and told them I had liked.

It was older than me and I brought a value as most traditional and wisdom.

One of my friends knew of his neighborhood and his adventures.

She said that was a part and to tread carefully because it was not the first.

However as I had absorbed I ignored.

He accompanied me home and one day shook hands.

As we parted he gave me a kiss on the cheek and realized that we were dating.

14’ños and experienced boyfriend.

Hand gradually had to hugs and kisses.

Fast learner and those tongue kisses drove me crazy.

It drove me crazy praising my thighs looked through short skirt cole.

Sunday we went to the park and a Sunday evening we go for a less busy area.

We sat on a bench and we touched and kissed a good base.

His hands sobaron first my tits.

One by one undid the buttons of my shirt and slid his hands under the bra.

I had hold of him and I left to new sensations.

Of course he dares more.

My thighs amounted to the most intimate area but did not allow him.

However based on repeated attempts, I fell into his trap.

Just I wanted to see, but then wanted more.

I touched the clitoris and exploded.

He tried penetration with a finger but did not let him.

Potential impact was terrified and he did not let up.

We hid in doorways of houses and there I tried also.

The magreos were constant and when did not see, I myself excited thinking about him and I masturbated.

One day I caught him red-handed with a girl younger than me, I reproached and told me who I was, he was free to do as he pleased.

I let go a slap and we no longer saw.

Now I see from time to time .It married and you will not look happy.

I instead got married and although I miss everything he taught me and let me remind you that my husband is very good and also bold and powerful in bed.

Knowing my previous adventures sometimes urges me to remember those rubbings of time from school.

Now I see the girls with her skirt and myself wish to return to those times.

At night while making love with my husband and whispering in my ear how good I am and how good I was touched entered contradiction with myself.

Two female not male but I feel that game he loves and sometimes overflows onto me when hablamosde it.

Caresses you may have a meeting with my ex and then I tell.

Such perversions appear normal but bother me.

Although deep always have the memory of the first kiss and good times dark.