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    A Slip for the First Time

    I won’t bore you with the origins of my Journey of Bliss i.e. my first ejaculation but, like everyone, male or female, after the first time I had to experience that again. And soon.
     
    Before too long, probably around the age of 13 years, I was rubbing my early adolescent hard cock with or against anything (soft) in the pursuit of orgasmic thrills, for I had recently discovered you could actually grip your shaft in your hand and gently rub to bring on the pleasure. I found if my cock and either hand were in the same room I just couldn’t leave it alone!
     
    Sexual evolution was to play its part as I stood naked in the bathroom one day, preparing for a shower, when I became mesmerized by the enticing sheen of the fabric on an older well laundered cream coloured nylon full slip belonging to my mother, hanging on a towel rail. I was transfixed by the material and found my young cock starting to grow. There was something about the garment that had me spellbound and reaching out, I touched and began to caress a nylon slip for the first time. By now my hard cock was twitching as I gently lifted the fabric, my erection demanding attention. I cradled the fabric in my right hand and gently brought it to my shaft, wrapping loose folds around the head of my cock. I remember the electric kiss for the first time as I stroked the nylon slip back and forth. I knew it wouldn’t take too long and I would explode, emptying my balls into this exquisite garment.
     
    But no, caution took hold, I dare not leave incriminating evidence. I’d already learned that sticky semen can be difficult to clean up properly, when you don’t have a lot of time to cover your tracks, even more difficult when it dries. But never mind, I returned the slip to how I’d found it, ensuring the same folds in the fabric, then entering the shower cubicle I left the curtain slightly ajar. From there I could stroke my soapy hard cock and empty the contents against the shower wall, totally fixated by the shimmering fabric a short distance away. I had fallen madly in love with this heavenly garment.
     
      Posted on : Mar 1, 2024
     

     
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