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At The Clubhouse

Written by dee

When I was young girl growing up in a suburb of New York City back in the 70"s, it seemed like all the boys in my neighborhood loved to build clubhouse's and forts in the woods.

I was sort of a tomboy when I was in junior high school and always preferred hanging out with the guys. I spent many hours secretly with the boys in my area in our clubhouse growing up and learning about the birds and the bees. I remember the first boy I ever kissed slowly seducing me over the summer and how every day I woke up early and went to the woods near my house telling my mother I was looking for turtles or frogs and staying in the clubhouse waiting for the boys when  to show up, but specifically this one boy Mike who was a few years older than me. He would always talk about sex and I remember thinking he was so gorgeous and so nice to me. He was my first boyfriend and the first guy I ever had sex with and we did so much of it in that clubhouse .

I remember learning to French kiss and then the first time he put his hand down my pants and how nuts it made me and then some of the other kids interrupting us and how horny I was all day waiting for them to leave us alone. When I think back, I was so obvious in my pursuit of attention from the boys I  can't believe I didn't get into any trouble.

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0 #3 RE: At The Clubhouse — RatFinkFive0 2010-10-27 12:42

mmm clubhouses...what a sexy girl

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0 #2 RE: At The Clubhouse — RatFinkFive0 2010-10-27 12:42

mmm clubhouses...what a sexy girl

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+1 #1 RE: At The Clubhouse — solost8 2010-07-19 17:44

its always nice to kno we can shut our eyes an bring back all those times exploring...always looking for that new feeling to feel...

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