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The first girl you ever properly fancied.


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Miss Hampton our Religious Knowledge teacher, she was also the sister of Paul Hampton who played for Leeds United in a certain sport at the time. She was youngish for a teacher and fucking gorgeous with boss tits. She'd sit on her desk whilst teaching and now and again we'd get to see her fluff as she never wore knickers the cock teaser she was. My mate Fred and I made sure we had to sit at the front of class by doing bad things. Unfortunately I was only 14 at the time and couldn't make a move, I did however wank myself silly whilst having her image in my head, that'll teach her I thought. 

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Miss Hampton our Religious Knowledge teacher, she was also the sister of Paul Hampton who played for Leeds United in a certain sport at the time. She was youngish for a teacher and fucking gorgeous with boss tits. She'd sit on her desk whilst teaching and now and again we'd get to see her fluff as she never wore knickers the cock teaser she was. My mate Fred and I made sure we had to sit at the front of class by doing bad things. Unfortunately I was only 14 at the time and couldn't make a move, I did however wank myself silly whilst having her image in my head, that'll teach her I thought.

Haha reminds me of our first maths teacher in secondary school, Miss Barr. We used to sit in tables of four and would call her over in turns to 'help' with tricky exercises knowing she'd bend over and give the lad sitting opposite a flash of her pendulous boobs in low cut dresses.

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Lindsey Purcell in primary school. I walked past her the other day in town and she was pushing a pram looking horrible. Loved her as a kid. 

 

Famous? Anneka Rice and Jet from gladiators immediately spring to mind but I will admit to seriously being in love with the girl from Jurassic Park. LexJelloTerror.png

Seriously thought I was gonna marry her. 

 

her now 

 

 

 

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Escaped that one too. 

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Lindsey Purcell in primary school. I walked past her the other day in town and she was pushing a pram looking horrible. Loved her as a kid. 

 

Famous? Anneka Rice and Jet from gladiators immediately spring to mind but I will admit to seriously being in love with the girl from Jurassic Park. LexJelloTerror.png

Seriously thought I was gonna marry her. 

Forgot to mention you were in your forties when she first caught your eye?

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I used to have this babysitter who'd help me with my maths homework I remember fancying a bit. We'd watch the Simpsons and Buffy together but I was about 8 and didn't know what walking was.

 

I had 'girlfriends' all the way through primary school but it wasn't until year 8 French when I met probably the only girl I used to fantasise over. She was objectively gorgeous and I sat next to her for two whole years. Basically I'd missed our second day back one year and so plonked myself as close to my mate as possible. Turns out that was her table but our teacher made us sit together. Everyone else was sat alone. For a while to was awkward cos she was one of the popular kids and I was one of those that was too nerdy for the cool kids, but too cool for the nerds types. Eventually we started cracking on though and even though I was useless with women until I was 17, I knew she liked me and she even invited me out a few times but everytime there'd be some joker there who was threatened by me and would make my socialising with the 'cool kids' unbearable.

 

when we reached 14 her ass was amazing and I used to try and sit behind her any chance I could to get a peek at her knickers and sometimes even a bit of bum crack. One time when we were on our work experience she came into see me on her lunch break and said we should get the bus home together. I was buzzing but she text me about half an hour before saying her ma was picking her up.

 

I don't remember much of her after that. When it came to picking our subjects for our last year or two I went with things like art and music, she went with PE and the like. I don't think I've seen her once since school. I didn't get on social media til late and by then she'd moved down to London. I did find her a while ago. Turns out she was friends with some lass I pulled. She's still extremely pretty and looks to be leading an exciting life down there. I'm happy for her. I always knew she had a bit more about her and would get away from the losers in school. I'd very surprised if she remembered too much about me like, but I'd still very much like to stick my nose in her bottom.

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I used to have this babysitter who'd help me with my maths homework I remember fancying a bit. We'd watch the Simpsons and Buffy together but I was about 8 and didn't know what playing hide the sausage up my bum was.

 

 

 

 

I hate to break it to you but.....

 

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Girl from primary who when we got to secondary school her folks split and she moved away. Cue a few years later and she's working down the road from my work in JJB, got talking to her and she was working there part time before going off to Uni. Met her a few times for lunch but nothing come of it and she disappeared off to Uni.

 

Bumped into her again a few years later in our local nightclub, she's was still looking fine, think Mary from Something about Mary (it was around the time of that film too), gets talking and finally asked her out and she said yes. Had a couple of dates and after the third date finally done the deed and remember almost skipping home afterwards. Had another one of two dates after that and then she went back Uni and that was that, never saw her again.

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Some girl who lived at the bottom of my road called Sophie. I was 14 and she was 17. I had absolutely no chance with her as she was a posh girl who went Merchant Taylors. I think she was also seeing some lad who was about 20 but I never saw him round at her house. She was gorgeous, had blonde hair, big tits and always dressed well. I used to go bright red when I saw her and turn into a gibbering wreck whenever I said hello to her. Her mates used to think it was hilarious that I fancied her and treated me like a joke.

 

I somehow managed to pluck up the courage to ask her out despite the fact that she never fancied me, I had no money and I was in school and all I seemed to do with my spare time was play footy on the field by her house with my younger brothers. Her mate said a few weeks later "Sophie has a car, goes the pub every weekend and has loads of older men fancying her, why would she be interested in you?"

 

She obviously knocked me back but in the most polite way possible. I think it was more awkward for her than me. She still used to be nice to me then she suddenly disappeared off the face of the earth. Well, she went to university in London. I think she studied to be a biochemist. She was way out of my league but still a lovely girl.

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Girl called Kathryn. She ended up being a girl mate for years. When she was 20 her new fella was shocked see a picture of us together in her room.

I also slept at her flat at uni, fuck all happened and she told him about it. He wasn't happy.

I bumped into him when I was pissed up and he asked me how many times I'd been to her uni flat being dead friendly so I told him about 20, which was true but I'd only slept once. He then stirred shit saying I'd said I'd slept there 20 times I'd told him.

We had a row she believed him and we ain't spoke for 15 years.

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I hate to break it to you but.....

 

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Buffy was boss!

 

Well it was when I was in school anyway. Sexy ladies and monsters. Giddy up. I tried watching it a few years ago and it wasn't the same.

 

I still keep in touch with a lad who has a Buffy poster on his wall. He also wears a Pokemon hat to work. 30 in May. I'd love to be able to laugh at him but I'm a sad cunt too

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The first girl I ever went out with properly was called Deidre Gascoigne and her older brother was called Paul. We were both 14 at the time. I spent ages plucking up the courage to ask her out as I thought she'd knock me back. I was pleasantly surprised when she said yes and kissed me, it was like walking on air and all that stuff. Didn't last long though, I tried to get my hand down her pants to finger her, she slapped my face and then binned me. Her older brother who was about 20 also tried to kick me in the nuts the next time our paths crossed, good job I could run fast. Never listen to your older brothers was what I learnt from that lesson, their advice on what women wanted was pretty fucking shit, although they did stop Paul from rearranging my nuts. I met Deidre a few years later whilst on leave from the Army, she said she still fancied me, even more since we had both grown up, but she could never forgive me for what I did. Her older brother Paul died due to a drugs overdose which more or less ruined their whole family, weird what life has in store for us all. 

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Some girl who lived at the bottom of my road called Sophie. I was 14 and she was 17. I had absolutely no chance with her as she was a posh girl who went Merchant Taylors. I think she was also seeing some lad who was about 20 but I never saw him round at her house. She was gorgeous, had blonde hair, big tits and always dressed well. I used to go bright red when I saw her and turn into a gibbering wreck whenever I said hello to her. Her mates used to think it was hilarious that I fancied her and treated me like a joke.

 

I somehow managed to pluck up the courage to ask her out despite the fact that she never fancied me, I had no money and I was in school and all I seemed to do with my spare time was play footy on the field by her house with my younger brothers. Her mate said a few weeks later "Sophie has a car, goes the pub every weekend and has loads of older men fancying her, why would she be interested in you?"

 

She obviously knocked me back but in the most polite way possible. I think it was more awkward for her than me. She still used to be nice to me then she suddenly disappeared off the face of the earth. Well, she went to university in London. I think she studied to be a biochemist. She was way out of my league but still a lovely girl.

Now you're a Dr she'd be all over you!

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The first girl I ever went out with properly was called Deidre Gascoigne and her older brother was called Paul. We were both 14 at the time. I spent ages plucking up the courage to ask her out as I thought she'd knock me back. I was pleasantly surprised when she said yes and kissed me, it was like walking on air and all that stuff. Didn't last long though, I tried to get my hand down her pants to finger her, she slapped my face and then binned me. Her older brother who was about 20 also tried to kick me in the nuts the next time our paths crossed, good job I could run fast. Never listen to your older brothers was what I learnt from that lesson, their advice on what women wanted was pretty fucking shit, although they did stop Paul from rearranging my nuts. I met Deidre a few years later whilst on leave from the Army, she said she still fancied me, even more since we had both grown up, but she could never forgive me for what I did. Her older brother Paul died due to a drugs overdose which more or less ruined their whole family, weird what life has in store for us all.

Poor bloke never got over the attempted fingering of his sister.

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Poor bloke never got over the attempted fingering of his sister.

 

Trying to make me feel guilty won't work, I didn't even get my finger wet. 

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This thread inspired me to look up all the lasses that were considered fit in school. Fuck me. Some of them look 48, never mind 28. I thought it'd be a laugh but it's just made me sad.

Though tbh not many of them were much to shout about back then. I see some of the schoolies now and I go all American Beauty. Stupid sexy schoolies. 

 

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