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The First We Made LLove (revised - Rated R

Larsen M. Callirhoe

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Larsen M. Callirhoe

this is my revised version. the old version is at the


bottom. i was told this first version that i as holding


back so i added some stuff in it. enjoy.




The First Time We Made Love



The setting could not have been any better

than a warm overcast day.

The temp was around 80 degrees Fahrenheit.


I picked her up at her parents house.

She was wearing a tan high cut shorts

and a blouse that covered her mid drift.

I was wearing a white t-shirt

with a design on the front

and blue jean shorts.


We were both freshly bathed.

I was wearing cologne.

She smelled like Apple shampoo.

She had told me

she does not like wearing perfume

though I desired for her to do so.


We stopped off at a convenience store

and bought non alcoholic beverages

since she had a ID

that said she was only eighteen years old

on the way to where I lived at the time.

I was twenty-five years old at the time.

I did know she was around twenty-one

years old.

For God did put a spell on us,


The reason I had dated

and then married her despite

the age difference was the last girl I dated

was only sixteen years old

and also the first chick

I had sex with but we never made love.

Chrissy Luann taught me how to have intercourse.

My angels told me to marery Joyce

even though it was Nalene that I had

made magnificient love to,

I promise I will make it up to you.

Nalene you are the wind beneath my feet.

You are part of my heart.

Withoput you I do not want to exist.

I didn't mean to throw out you ring

of promise. My angels told me you thought

I didn't love you anymore.I thought Joyce

gave it to me. i feel like dirt.





We went back to the place I was staying at.

I cooked her dinner of steamed chicken, rice,

green beans, and apple sauce for dessert.


Before we ate I turned on my stereo

and played PacoBell classical music.

I also lit candles and incense.


We ate dinner.

After we ate I washed the dishes.


While I was washing dishes

she went back to my bedroom

and undressed and hopped

into my king-sized bed.


I went looking for her

after I was done

putting the dried off dishes away.


I found her in my bedroom

naked and aroused.

This made me so horny.

Her skin was so soft and white.

Her juices flowed like a river.

Her flood gates were open for passion.

I saw the juices

flowing out of her wet vagina.

instantly I got erect.


I wasn’t planning on having sex with her

let alone making love to her that evening.

She was real nervous.


My thoughts were wow

she is so beautiful naked.

I took my clothes off slowly

staring at her the whole time.


I climbed on top of her.

In my night stand next to the bed

I crabbed a lubricated condom

out of the top drawer.

Lucky for me

I had happened to have the condom on me

because I had just become sexually active

at age twenty-five.



I entered her and we made love

for one hour and forty-five minutes.

Before I entered her I put the condom on.


This evening was magical from six to almost eight

in the evening we were both in bliss.

I don’t think we ever captured that magic

of that moment though I tried many times

many nights afterwards with Joyce

but the first time was still the best sex

we ever shared with Nalene and I.


She dressed after the sex

and said I need to get home.


I can not get this evening

out of my head.

After I had dropped her off

she told her mother

I and her were now sexually active.

I was actually not planning on having sex

with her till we were at least engaged

if the relationship lasted that long.


I definitely became pussy-whipped

after this experience.


I will never forget how wet

her vagina had become.

She was really attracted to me.

Larsen M. Callirhoe

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Hi Victor,


Distance of time and contact intensifies the longing and the memory of passion. Your poem captures this well.


Thank you.




Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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lol for me this is still holding back being ore a memoir piece(I read it but didn't feel it, didn't feel the race of emotion and endorphins what the physical experience was like as well as emotional experience)


some basic typo's to work on but otherwise it's acceptable asa memoir piece. Good Job ^_^


"Unbearable, isn't it? The suffering of strangers, the agony of friends.

There is a secret song at the center of the world, Joey, and its sound is like razors through flesh."


"I don't believe you."


"Oh come, you can hear its faint echo right now. I'm here to turn up the volume.

To press the stinking face of humanity into the dark blood of its own secret heart."

"There's a starving beast inside my chest
playing with me until he's bored
Then, slowly burying his tusks in my flesh
crawling his way out he rips open old wounds

When I reach for the knife placed on the bedside table
its blade reflects my determined face
to plant it in my chest
and carve a hole so deep it snaps my veins

Hollow me out, I want to feel empty"
-- "Being Able To Feel Nothing" by Oathbreaker


"Sky turns to a deeper grey

the sun fades by the moon

hell's come from the distant hills

tortures dreams of the doomed

and they pray, yet they prey

and they pray, still they prey"
-- "Still They Prey" by Cough


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