Your First Sexual Experience

‘Masturbation’ roared Father Murphy the preying priest ‘is the eighth deadly sin. Sexual satisfaction through self-stimulation is abhorrent to the Lord.’  
    The girls in our class blushed to their roots, we boys looked down at our shuffling feet wanting the ground to open and swallow us before our guilty faces gave us away for the wanton wankers we were.    
   ‘Yes, all of you, for I know you girls do it too’ he stared at Molly Molloy sitting next to me. She stared boldly back ‘when you girls play with that little button between your legs, you’re ringing the devil’s doorbell and he will surely let you in.’    
Murphy glowered, I thought, directly at me I had just pulled myself off in the boys’ toilets before this very lesson. Well, Molly Molloy had such beautiful blouse bustin' boobs and her arse moved like a melody. She was so damn cute I mean what’s a fourteen-year-old lad to do?    
    'You boys with your lustful lecherous longings pulling your penises over pictures of Marilyn Monroe and other such strumpets, you’ll burn in hell for your wicked desires.' he paused for effect 'Know this: God can see you. He knows the contents of your soul.’    
   Molly nudged my elbow ‘Look at his trousers’ she whispered ‘he’s got a hard-on.’  
   I looked. There was a bit of a bulge at the front but I couldn't tell for certain. Anyway, what would Molly know about  hard-on’s she was almost a year younger than me. ‘How can you be sure?’ I asked doubtfully.  
   ‘Cos my big brother's trousers look like that before he takes his girlfriend up to his room to play records' she said ‘I can hear them from my room.’  
   ‘Oh,’ I said embarrassed by this revelation. I was stuck for words.  
    Then she leaned into my ear and whispered ‘That’s when I ring the devil’s doorbell’ she giggled enjoying my discomfiture. ‘What makes you do it?’ she asked cheekily.  
    ‘I don’t do it’ I lied 'it’s impure and I’d have to tell Father at confession.’  
    ‘Liar’ she chided 'you lent my cousin George a picture of a naked lady, I saw it in his room.’  
  ‘You two!’ Murphy bawled pointing a bony forefinger at us ‘out here.’  
    We went before the priest, I was trembling with fear, my stomach churning.  
    ‘What were you talking about that’s more important than saving your immortal souls?’  
     ‘Masturbation, Father’ said Molly brazenly ‘and how best to do it.’  
     I thought the spluttering Murphy would die of apoplexy on the spot.  
    ‘Get out’ he screamed pointing at the classroom door ‘you two are beyond redemption. Get out the pair of you.’  
    Molly turned at the door ‘I hope you enjoy that hard-on Father’ she shouted ‘my mum says you’re the biggest wanker this parish has ever had’ with that we turned and fled.  
    We took the long cut home through the woods and Molly made me own up to galloping my maggot. ‘Look' she said 'why don’t you do it for me and I’ll do it to you?’  
    I couldn't believe my ears ‘are you serious?’ I asked.  
    She smiled and took her knickers off before stroking my growing bulge. I was lost. She guided my trembling, virgin hand to the devil’s doorbell and I rang it for her good. She fumbled inexpertly with my young hardness and I showed her how to please it and stroke my balls at the same time.  
    That was my first sexual experience with a girl. I could have had many more with Molly in later life as she went on to great things. In 1965, at the ripe old age of twenty-three, she opened the first brothel in the history of our town bless her. She named it "The Devil's Doorbell."  
    Post Script:  
   Father Murphy was later 'moved on' by the church after what was described as an 'unfortunate incident' with a boy in the class below us.

With each new encounter with my special girl  
We made a step nearer to having a real twirl.  
First it was just kissing, wet tongues intermingle;  
Then with hands exploring; organs begin to tingle.  
 
Manual stimulation can be satisfying at first  
But for something more it builds up a thirst,  
Eventually in bed it could not be avoided  
Our organs united,our virginity now voided.

(My First Experience)

I was once a normal school boy...

I was focused on my studies...

Until one day I met Patience...

She was also a normal school girl (and apparently a sex freak)...

So one day we were sitting at a train station...

"Just chilling"
At 11 Pm
And there were no trains at all (obviously!)...

Patience started kissing me and touching my ****

And inside I was like, "Oh, boy it's finally gonna happen"

And my George was standing strong (inside my pants)

But the problem now was that;
I am 15 years old, it's way pass curfew time, we are in the train station for crying out loud, and although we are at a secret spot, I'm scared to hell the security guards will bust us out.

The real problem though was that:
I am a virgin, I don't know what to do and at this point
I AM AFRAID TO ASK!

But see, Patience quickly realized this and took control...

OH God, was it great!

And so I have broken my virginity and had the best night of my entire life (or so then I though)

I was a man now

We cuddled till morning

Finally, we decided to go home and rest

My life was now perfect. Hakuna Matata

I was now a cool normal school boy...