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kissing, a light mist began falling from the darkening sky, so I grabbed Paige’s hand again and we headed back down the pier toward the beach. By the time we reached the sand, the light mist had turned into a light rain. With our hoodies and jackets over our heads, we ducked under the pier where it met the ground. We found a dry spot where the rain couldn’t reach us and snuggled in close together.
    “Lie back,” I told Paige, as I gently pressed against her shoulder. She did as I asked and reclined back onto the sand. I moved on top of her, put my hands on her breasts and lovingly kissed my way up her neck to her tender, parting lips. “I’ll miss you so much,” I told her, kissing her as though I would never see her again.
    “I’ll miss you, too,” she replied. “I’ll always love you, Lianna.” My heart melted.
    Paige then rolled me over onto my back, much to my surprise, and straddled my right thigh so that her right thigh was wedged into my crotch, against my clit. Her long, silky hair fell around my head and surrounded it with its sweet-scented softness. Her femininity was infinitely arousing, and I was feeling more stimulated by the second.
    “Do you like that?” she asked in a low, lustful tone as she ground her thigh into my pussy.
    “I love it,” I answered, pulling her head down so her lips could again meet mine. I tongued her mouth hard as I pushed my pussy and thigh up into her. Her intense passion was flowing into me, and I was absorbing it and sending it back into her.
    Paige slowly slid a hand under my jacket, hoody and shirt to squeeze and massage my braless breasts, and the thrilling sensations titillated my already throbbing clit. Paige seemed to sense this, and she squeezed harder on my breast while grinding her thigh deeper into my pussy. I grasped her probing leg between mine and rubbed my clit up and down against her. When she thrust her long, hot tongue into my mouth, I couldn’t hold back. I came in repeated waves of orgasmic bliss, writhing and grinding into her thigh.
    Her climax followed quickly on the heels of mine, and afterward we remained there, cuddled in each other’s warm, loving embrace. We watched the rain come down and savored our final moments of innocent, youthful love. I looked into her eyes and wished our intimate embrace under the pier would last forever.
    To this day, I remember exactly how Paige looked in that moment. I can still smell her perfume, feel her pillowy lips on mine and taste the cherry Life Savers candy she sucked on before we kissed. It wasn’t a particularly adventurous or wild encounter, but it is memorable for me because of how special Paige was to me as my first true love – the one with whom I shared my innocence and youth as much as my heart. It was a beautiful experience, and after all these years, even though I never saw her again, I still love her as much as I did that day. And I always will.    
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
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    Cosplay Convention
     
    Cassandra and Emily
     
    I’ve been a fan of Wonder Woman since I was a kid, and when I heard about cosplay (costume play) as an adult, I bought a costume and started dressing up like her. I’ve come to really enjoy dressing up and going to conventions to check out other people’s attempts to look like their heroes. A lot of people might see it as a nerdy, cheesy thing to do, but it’s actually a lot of fun if you go in with a good, playful, open attitude.
    Last year’s convention in California was one I’ll never forget. I had finally perfected both my costume and my physique and was feeling more confident than ever. I was flooded with compliments, and everywhere I went, heads turned in my direction. One of those heads immediately caught my eye. It was a cute, busty blonde dressed as Supergirl. Her hard nipples strained against the tight material of her costume, and her curvy hips and breasts appeared to be trying to burst free. I felt her eyes on me as I unconsciously,