Pwned!
Sounds like me, except my first time having oral was…well let’s just say I was younger than you were. I much more clearly remember my first time with someone where something resembling romance was involved.
13, in my basement. Despite the fact that she wanted to do it, she got weirded out by it afterward and it didn’t happen again. I guess I wasn’t a good “feel-copper” at that age 
First kiss was Kim, age 6. First open mouth kiss was Carolyn, me age 13 and her age 14. She was also first boob touching, and first genital touching (mutually). First oral (me receiving) was Kathleen, me age 14. First oral (me giving) was Pam, me age 18.
I don’t know from bases. I sucked at sports.
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Definitely remember. I’m amazed that some can’t!
Oh, yes, I remember it well. A sunny summer day, a flimsy white dress, no bra!
I was a late bloomer, so this was when I was nineteen. I made up for lost time, though–second base involved two pairs of breasts aside from my own. Kind of hard to forget.
Dude, you rock!
Yes, yes it was. A game of truth or dare really got out of hand. Its all been downhill since then.
Two pairs? Would that have been a lesbian threesome or were they distributed some other way?
If it makes you feel better, those boobs are probably pretty far downhill by now too.
Enjoy,
Steven
Very vividly. It remains a very pleasurable memory for me.
Mid-summer 1983. About a month or so before my 13th birthday.
We were sitting in the back of a pick up that was parked on my neighbor’s property. I was spending the night at this neighbor’s house. They owned like 6 or 7 acres and we were at the very end of it near a wooded area, away from the main house. He lived 5 or 6 houses up the street and we’d been playing kickball earlier in the day with the rest of the gang of kids on our street. It had just gotten dark and everyone else had gone in. Kissing led to his hand under my shirt, which led to some sucking and pure white heat in my panties (he didn’t get to touch those that night.)
We ended up having sex (giving our virginity to each other) a year later, and had our first son three years after that.
I remember my first tongue kiss too. I was 10 and it was behind my other neighbor’s chicken coop. He had crooked teeth and slobbered a little and all I could smell was chicken shit.
Does punching a girl in the boob count?
They were distributed in the normal way! It was me and two other girls. I was friends with a lesbian couple who apparently got a crush on me. I ended up getting too weirded out by it to do more than grope.