A Special Memory By Milik the RedLife has its ups and downs and I have of late been in a period of change and reflection. Among those changes have been thoughts and emotions that have kept me away from writing for some time, but as with all passions my desire to write has rekindled within my heart and I find myself looking to my own past for the spark of inspiration.I find myself looking back some thirty years to the days of my youth. Days filled with the nervous insecurities that a boy in his late teens feels as he becomes a man and the searing carnal desires that force that change upon him. Or at the very least did for me.It was my senior year of high school and at that time my thoughts were fixated on a girl who has since become my own personal favorite memory. A girl in my mind but a young woman as well, at least in so much as I was a man rather than a boy.Amanda was a pretty girl, slim of build with wonderfully thick brown hair that she kept cut rather short. I remember feeling excited by this as I enjoyed kissing her neck and feeling her shudder with youthful delight at my attentions. Amanda was always very responsive to my touch as if she too felt the burning of desire rise in her blood at the prospect of physical intimacy. şişli escort We were both new to those feelings and I am sure she felt the yearning for them as strongly as I did.We had been close for a couple of years and it had been she who had given me my first kiss. It had been but a quick peck on my lips but I could swear that the tingling moisture she left on them stayed with me for hours that day.On an off we played, slowly daring each other further and further, but always backing off before it went too far. It was the summer before our senior year and I was seventeen when I first touched her bare breasts.We had been in my house alone and as I slid my hand up under her top, she moved her body slightly to the side, providing me room to explore her warm skin underneath. As my hand cupped her boob, and my fingers played over her already hard nipple, she kissed me deeply, letting her tongue find mine. As we kissed, our hands played over each other, touching and caressing each other until we were both almost breathless. Still we were not ready to dare more, and she finally went home, leaving me quivering with excitement.We met again whenever we could be alone, learning about each other’s bodies and what power a touch or a kiss held. It mecidiyeköy escort was almost fall before she first took my cock into her hand and slowly stroked and kissed me to distraction. I slipped my fingers over her labia and found a spot that made her tremble until she shivered and moaned. She finally forced my hand away and at my urging, took me into her mouth.Amanda seemed to enjoy the feeling of my cock as she sucked on me and let her tongue slide deliciously under my shaft as she moved over me. She worked it slowly until I was fully aroused and my hips began pumping up to meet her lips as they moved lower.The feeling of her lips on my excited cock was incredible and I felt orgasm begin to swell in my balls but all too soon she tasted the tangy flavor of precum and pulled away. She thought I had cum in her mouth and was furious at me for not warning her. I was at my wits end when she stopped and was only able to convince her that I had not by stroking my own cock in front of her. She seemed fascinated by the thick ropes of cum that sprayed onto my stomach as I came. She was even willing to rub it into my skin and told me she loved how hot it felt.So it was that just before Christmas she told me that she would be babysitting for a neighbor who would be gone for the night. The child she was to watch was barely able to walk and we both knew that a special moment had arrived for us.It was dark before I made my way there. I remember carefully looking around to be certain that no one saw me approach the house.Amanda had been waiting for me and quietly opened the door as I came up the walk. Moments later we were in a bedroom and I kissed her as deeply as I ever had. She put a finger over my lips and whispered for me to be quiet. She was afraid of waking the baby.We then lay on the bed and everything seemed to slow down. I remember Amanda lying on her back as I lay on my side next to her. When my lips touched hers she answered my touch hotly, flicking her tongue against mine until she guided my hand to her breast.Understanding her need and feeling the blood rush in my veins, I slowly unbuttoned her top, exposing the lace bra she had worn. I opened her shirt and let my hand float up and down her belly for several long moments. I can remember the incredible look in her eyes as I finally unbuttoned her jeans.Amanda seemed uncomfortable with me still being clothed, and before I could lower her zipper she began pulling my shirt up. As I sat up to remove my shirt, she sat up with me and allowed me to unclasp her bra. She then did something that I had not expected. She bent forward and nibbled at my nipple.