This has been the best Spring break ever! But tomorrow is Monday, so it's back to school.

I've never written about anything that's happened in my life. But I need to write down my experience with Jenny this week.

First some background.

Jenny and I are the same age. We're both in eighth grade, and we've been friends since we were little.  Jenny's house is next to mine, but she has a bigger room and a larger yard, so we used to spend most of our time at her house.

We haven't spent as much time together as we used to. She mostly hangs out with her girlfriends, and my friends are mostly boys.

Jenny is super cute. She has dark blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, and a great smile. Jenny is popular, but a little shy. She has many friends, and they spend a lot of time at her house. Sometimes my friends and I are invited over, but mostly for parties, or to play games after school.

Things changed in the sixth grade. My friends and I began to look at girls. They also started treating us differently. But Jenny and I didn't get weird about anything. We stayed close friends.

One day after school a couple years ago something happened that led to what happened this week. Let me tell you about that first.

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It was getting close to the end of the school year. We were excited to be done with sixth grade.

It was a sunny day. Jenny and I walked home together, as we sometimes did, and still do. Usually other friends walk with us, but that day it was just the two of us.

When we got near our homes, Jenny said I should come over. She said she'd be in her room, and that I should just come in. I nodded.

I went to my house, put my backpack away, and changed into shorts, because it was a hot day. I went over to Jenny's house, went in the front door, and took off my shoes. Then I walked down the hall to Jenny's room.

Jenny was laying on the edge of her bed, face down, with a leg kicked up, reading a journal. Like she had always done on hot days, Jenny had taken off her jeans. As a result, butterfly print panties were all that covered her cute butt. In the past, when we were little, I would have thought nothing of it. But Jenny's body looked hot. I paused for a brief moment at the doorway to her room and admired the sight.

"Hey," I said, entering Jenny's room.

Jenny spun around and smiled.

"Oh, hey," Jenny said. "I didn't hear you come in."

Jenny set her journal down and rolled on her back.

As I had done many times before when we were little, I jumped onto her bed and laid on my back next to her.

We picked up our conversation where we left off on the way home from school.

Eventually the conversation turned to what Jenny had been reading. She asked me if I ever read anything about sex, or looked at pictures of naked girls.

I shook my head. It hadn't occurred to me, and my friends hadn't talked about it.

"Have you ever gotten an erection Jeremy?" Jenny asked me.

"I don't know," I said.

At that time, I knew very little about sex, and didn't know a lot of sex terms. I only knew what my friends talked about, and what I overheard my older brother Jimmy and his friends talk about.

"That's when your penis gets hard," Jenny said.

"Oh," I answered.

I was embarrassed. I had been getting erections, mostly in the morning when I woke up. But also sometimes at school when I looked too long at a pretty girl and daydreamed about her body. In fact, I had felt the beginning of an erection only a few minutes before, when I came into Jenny's room.

"That happens sometimes," I answered. "Especially in the morning."

"How about when you see a pretty girl?" Jenny asked.

"Yeah, sometimes," I said.

"Do you ever masturbate?" Jenny asked. "You know, jerk yourself off."

I shook my head.

"Have you ever kissed a girl Jeremy?" Jenny asked.

I shook my head.

"How 'bout you?" I asked.

"Have I ever kissed a girl?" Jenny replied.

"No," I said. "I mean have you ever kissed a boy?"

"Not yet," Jenny answered.

We both stared up at the ceiling for a moment.

"Do you want to kiss me?" Jenny asked.

We turned our heads and looked at each other. I swallowed hard. Even though Jenny was a bit shy at school, she was never shy when it was just the two of us.

"Um, okay," I said nervously. "What do I do?"

"Well, come over here and kiss me," Jenny instructed.

I rolled over on to my side, and then leaned over to Jenny. She leaned toward me and we kissed on the lips. It was quick.

We looked at each other. Then we kissed again.

"What do you think?" Jenny asked.

"It was good," I said.

"Do you want to French kiss?" Jenny asked.

I knew what that meant, and nodded.

I moved back in. Jenny and I tried to kiss with our mouths open, but it was an awkward position.

"Get on top of me," Jenny instructed.

I crawled on top of Jenny's body, straddling over her with my hands and knees. I leaned down as she put her hands on my sides. We each twisted our heads and started kissing with open mouths. It felt weird, but then nice. Then I felt Jenny stabbing her tongue into my mouth. I was startled at first, but then I liked it. I eventually poked my tongue into Jenny's mouth. After a minute or so, I lifted my head. Jenny was smiling.

"That was fun," she declared.

I rolled off Jenny's body, and laid on my back again next to her. I realized that my cock was hard and tenting my shorts. I hoped that Jenny didn't notice, and thought about how I could adjust to hide the situation. But I was too late.

"Did you get an erection Jeremy?" Jenny asked.

I looked over at Jenny. She was looking down at the tent in my shorts. I didn't respond. I didn't know what to say.

"You don't have to be embarrassed," Jenny reassured. "I like that you got an erection after kissing me."

I nodded, but was still very embarrassed, and not sure what to say.

"You remember when we were little?" Jenny asked. "When we played doctor?"

I did. Jenny and I used to show each other our private parts. Jenny examined and touched my penis and balls, and I did the same with her pussy.

I nodded again.

"You wanna do that again?" Jenny asked. "I really wanna see your erection, and maybe touch it."

"Okay," I said. "But I get to go first."

When we were little, the person suggesting we play doctor had to be examined first.

"Okay," Jenny said. "But you have to take off your shorts when I take off my panties."

I nodded.

I unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts. In one motion I stretched my shorts and briefs over my hard cock and down my legs. I noticed that Jenny had pulled her panties off at the same time. We were both naked from the waist down.

Jenny looked down at my hard cock and smiled. It was laying hard and flat against my lower belly, the head pointing toward my face. It was a lot bigger than when Jenny had seen it last, but not nearly as big as it is now.

I rolled over and scooted down the bed.

Jenny spread her legs, exposing her crotch. I crawled down between her legs and looked at her pussy. It had changed a lot. It looked beautiful.

"Wow," I said quietly.

Jenny laughed.

"Let me show you," Jenny said, as she put her hands on the insides of her spread hips.

"These are outer lips," she said, pointing to the puffy areas on the sides of her pussy.

"These are inner lips," Jenny continued, putting her index fingers on thin pink strips of flesh on the inside of the outer lips.

Jenny used her fingers to spread her inner lips apart.

"My vagina is down here," she said, pointing near the bottom of the slot between her inner lips.

I had never heard that term, so I didn't know what she meant, but I was too fascinated with the show-and-tell to interrupt for an explanation.

"This is my pee hole," she said, pointing to a tiny hole further up her pussy slot.

I remembered seeing Jenny's pee hole before, when we played doctor, but I didn't remember it looking like what I was seeing.

"This is my clitoris," Jenny said, pointing to the spot where her inner lips joined at the top.

"I don't know what that means," I said.

"My clitoris is a spot that feels really good when it's touched or rubbed the right way," Jenny explained.

I nodded.

"And the thing at the bottom," I asked. "What was that?"

"My vagina," she said. "My pussy. It's where a penis goes when you have sex."

Jenny was always matter-of-fact.

There was a pause while I looked at everything Jenny had pointed out. I also noticed some light blonde peach fuzz on the mound above her pussy, and her small puckered little asshole below her pussy.

"You can touch if you want," Jenny said. "Just be gentle."

But I wasn't sure what to touch. I wondered what she meant. Did she want me to touch her pussy? Her clitoris? With my fingers? With my mouth? So I guessed.

"Do you want me to kiss your pussy lips?" I asked clumsily.

"Um, I guess you could do that," Jenny said, a bit of surprise in her voice.

I scooted forward, put my hands on her spread inner hips, and put my mouth against her pussy lips and kissed them briefly. They felt soft and warm.

Jenny giggled.

"Should I French kiss your pussy?" I asked.

Jenny nodded.

I moved my head back in and planted my open mouth against Jenny's pussy. I used the tip of my tongue to lightly rub against it. Then I moved my tongue gently up and down her pussy slot, before pulling away again.

Jenny didn't giggle that time.

"That felt good Jeremy," Jenny said. "Can you do that some more?"

I moved back in and resumed licking up and down. I liked the smell, the taste, and the warmth, so I stayed there pleasuring Jenny for the next few minutes.

After a while, Jenny began to breathe harder and slightly gyrate her hips.

"Lick my clitoris Jeremy," she directed.

I remembered her show-and-tell, and moved my mouth up to the top of her pussy. I could feel a small round object at the top of her pussy slot with the tip of my tongue. I started flicking it. Jenny gasped. I continued.

"That feels good," Jenny said in a quiet tone.

Jenny was gyrating her hips even more as I continued to lash at her clitoris with the tip of my tongue.

"Oh," Jenny called out softly.

Her hips started twitching inward as her pussy spasmed against my mouth.

I glanced up as I continued to lick her clitoris. Jenny's head was tilted back and her mouth open, but she was perfectly silent as her pussy continued to pulse on my mouth. After a few moments, Jenny jerked her hips away from my head, breaking my contact with her pussy.

Jenny was breathing hard.

I wasn't sure what had just happened, but I knew it gave Jenny a lot of pleasure.

I switched between looking up at Jenny, and looking back down at her pussy. It was wet and pinker than before. Just beautiful.

Jenny scooted up, sitting up on her bed and cutting off my view of her pussy.

Jenny took a deep breath and looked at me.

"Your turn now," she announced.

"Lay down Jeremy," Jenny instructed as she patted her left hand on the bed next to her, where I was laying before.

I moved over, and laid back down. My cock was still hard as a rock and pointing toward my head.

Jenny scooted down to my feet and nudged my legs apart. She moved up between my legs, put her left hand on my right thigh, and reached out with her right hand and wrapped it around the shaft of my cock. Jenny pulled my cock forward until it was pointing straight up toward the ceiling.

"It's really hard," Jenny declared.

Jenny moved her left hand from my hip, leaned forward, and rubbed the palm of her hand and her fingers gently on my crotch around the shaft of my cock.

"Your skin is so soft and smooth around your penis," Jenny declared.

Unlike Jenny, at that time I didn't even have any peach fuzz.

Still holding my hard cock with her right hand, Jenny moved her left hand down to my balls and cupped them.

"These are soft too," Jenny said, gently squeezing and massaging my scrotum. "They are a lot bigger than when you were little."

The feeling of Jenny's soft and gentle hands on my cock and balls was beginning to feel really good, and helping to make me less nervous.

"Can I kiss your penis Jeremy?" Jenny asked.

I nodded.

Jenny leaned forward even further and started licking the shaft of my cock from just above her hand to the tip. A bolt of pleasure surged through my body. Jenny did it again. More pleasure. She put the tip of her tongue in the slot at the end of my cock, then resumed licking the shaft.

Jenny took a momentary break and looked up at me.

"Does that feel good?" she asked.

I nodded. Jenny could tell I had just experienced intense pleasure. She smiled.

Jenny looked back down at my cock, still pointed straight up into the air by her right hand. She did something I didn't expect. Jenny put the head of my cock into her mouth. Her lips were stretched around the shaft. Then she started working her mouth up and down the shaft. I felt more surges of pleasure, as well as the warmth and wetness of her mouth on my sensitive cock.

Jenny kept at this for a couple minutes until I felt like I was going to explode.

"Jenny," I called out, jerking my hips.

Something intense was happening, and it felt really good.

"Jenny," I called out again.

Jenny pulled her mouth off my cock and started licking the top of the shaft again. The surges of pleasure continued.

I felt like my cock was exploding. The muscles in my crotch stared to pulse and twitch in a rapid rhythm. I had never felt such pleasure. It continued for a few moments. Then my cock got very sensitive.

Somehow Jenny could tell she needed to stop. She pulled her head away, still holding the base of my cock with her right hand.

I was breathing hard.

I looked at Jenny.

"What happened?" I asked.

"You had an orgasm," Jenny explained.

I wasn't sure what that meant, but I didn't care. It felt good. Really good.

"But nothing came out," Jenny said.

"What was supposed to come out?" I asked.

My cock was starting to shrink in Jenny's hand.

"Sperm," Jenny answered. "It's supposed to shoot out of your penis when you have an orgasm."

"Oh," I said, not sure if something was wrong.

"Did it feel good?" she asked.

I nodded.

Jenny and I remained good friends. We didn't do any more sexual things, but that didn't stop me from thinking about it. I began to masturbate often, especially at night, and sometimes in the morning. I would think about Jenny's pussy, how it tasted, and how she looked when she had an orgasm. Sometimes I would think about what she did to my cock with her mouth and hands, and I would pretend it was her jacking me off. Other times I would imagine her butt in tight jeans, panties, or other sexy things.

A few months later I discovered what Jenny meant by shooting sperm. One night as I masturbated myself to an orgasm, a small amount of sticky semen pulsed out of my cock. My orgasm was more intense than before. But it left a mess to clean up.

Throughout seventh grade I continued to masturbate, and the amount of semen increased a lot. It also got thicker and shot out of my cock with more force. This made even more of a mess. But the orgasms got better too. Sometimes I would think of Jenny. Other times I would imagine other girls I knew from school. I started to especially admire cute butts in tight jeans and jean shorts. They are everywhere. Sometimes it's hard to not get an erection at school.

Copyright 2018 by kid charlemagne.

 

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