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 ï>¿Growing Up Fast by Isabella

   Part 1

   I first met Dawn in primary one, we were both five years old...we'd
never seen each other before, even though we were next door neighbours and
were both born in our own homes within days of each other.  My parents were
arable farmers and Dawn's parents owned the dairy farm at the side of ours
but our houses were actually half a mile apart.

   Our village's primary school was very small, just twenty kids over the
five years that the school was designed to educate.  We became best friends
over those first few years, sharing a double desk, walking to school with
either my mother or hers and walking home with the other mother.

   When we were eleven years old, we had to catch the bus to big school,
not just twenty students this time, one thousand two hundred kids.  On the
way home from school one day when we were thirteen years old, I posed the
question, "Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have a boyfriend
Dawn?"

   She shook her head which disappointed me a little because I'd been
thinking about girls ever since the move from primarily school up to the
secondary school.

   "Have you ever wondered what it would be like to kiss a boy...you
know...a proper adult kiss with a boy that you aren't related to?"

   Dawn shook her head again and I said, "Oh!" we walked a few more paces
and I added, "I see."

   We had just reached the bridge over the stream that gave birth to our
little village and as we crossed the bridge Dawn said, "You seemed a little
disappointed at my answer!"

   This time it was my turn to shake my head, but instead of saying that I
wasn't disappointed, I actually said, "Well...I guess I am a little!"

   I let my eyes flick over to her face, she was smiling at me, "Shall we
take a shortcut home at the side of the stream?"

   I was about to say 'No bloody chance...Mr Bolter will empty his shotgun
at us if he sees us trespassing on his land!"

   Dawn had already started to climb the fence around Mr Bolter's field,
there was something about her face, a twinkle in her eye or a sparkle on
her cheek, it was either excitement or devilment but she was already over
and dropping down onto the grass of his meadow, flashing the back of her
knickers at me in the process...I thought, 'Fuck it!' and followed her over
into the meadow.

   "You do know that this isn't a shortcut...it's fifty percent further
following the meandering stream than walking along the road...don't you?"

   "It might be further but it's a whole lot more interesting!" Dawn
punctuated her comment by raising her eyebrows twice in quick succession.

   I was quite confused at that moment especially when Dawn left the path
of the stream, she caught a hold of my right elbow with her left hand and
pulled me away from the stream and diagonally across the meadow towards a
small stand of willow trees.  Dawn stopped at one spot and looked around,
she looked towards the village and shook her head, answering an unasked
question in her own head.  I was pulled into a new position and again Dawn
looked around, this time we could clearly see Mr Bolter's house from our
new position, Dawn shook her head again and I was pulled to a third place.

   Dawn was happy with her third choice, all that I could see was a clear
path across three fields towards Dawn's farm and a meadow full of black and
white cows.  She backed up against a tree, grinned at me and held her right
hand out towards me.  I stepped in closer, she reached up and she hooked
her right hand behind my neck, pulling my face into hers...she tilted her
head to the left slightly and pressed her lips against mine.

   I just stood with my hands at my sides, Dawn was running the fingers of
her right hand through the short hairs on the back of my neck and her left
hand was resting on my side, inside my blazer, just above the waistband of
my trousers.  The kiss lasted for at least five minutes, she repositioned
her head several times to the left and right, relaxing the pressure of her
lips against mine with each alteration but never breaking contact.

   After five minutes of kissing, I felt her lips part slightly against
mine and she licked the tip of her tongue along my lips, I jumped away from
her, "What...!"

   Dawn grabbed the back of my neck to stop me jumping too far away from
her, she grinned, "You were the one who wanted a proper 'Adult'
kiss...adults kiss with their tongues in each other's mouths!"

   I was pulled back into place and the kiss started all over again, this
time at about the two minute mark, she parted her lips again and pressed
the tip of her tongue against my lips...this time, I was prepared and
parted my lips for her to slip her tongue into my mouth.  It felt odd but
very pleasant but nowhere near as pleasant as her taking my right hand in
her left and placing it on her left breast through her blouse and bra cup.

   I didn't actually move my hand, I just stood there, her tongue in my
mouth and her left nipple growing under the stationary palm of my right
hand.

   Her tongue backed out of my mouth and with her lips still touching mine,
she mumbled into my mouth, "Your turn to put your tongue into my mouth
now!"

   I still didn't move my hand, I just poked my tongue into her mouth and
then Dawn totally shocked me, her right hand slipped off of the back of my
neck, she stroked down over my chest, pausing to pinch my left nipple
playfully in passing.  Her right hand stroked down over my ribcage, over my
stomach and when her hand reached my trousers, she placed the flat of her
hand over my rock hard cock...her hand as stationary as mine on her left
breast, then she closed her hand around my cock through my trousers and
underpants.

   She started to swordfight with her tongue against mine in her mouth, the
kiss suddenly got a whole lot more passionate and she let go of my cock
through my clothes, stroked up to my waist and she started to unfasten the
belt holding my trousers up.  I held my breath as she pushed her hand down
the front of my trousers, easing the tips of her fingers under the
waistband of my underpants as she slipped her hand inside.  She gripped my
cock, still inside my pants, and started to rub as we kissed, she pushed my
tongue out of her mouth and followed through, her tongue in my mouth again.

   I started to breath heavily, my knees went weak and every muscle in my
body tightened...this wasn't my first ever orgasm, I'd rubbed my own cock a
few times in the past but had never felt anything quite like what Dawn was
doing to me before, for a start off, Dawn didn't stop when the pleasure
washed over my body...in fact, as I started my orgasm, she gripped my cock
tighter and rubbed harder and faster.  I had a mini explosion and my upper
body crashed against hers, my right hand left her breast for the first time
as I tried to use it to hold myself up.

   Dawn carefully removed her hand, she was holding her hand in a lightly
clenched fist and once out in the open, she opened her hand and there was a
small amount of thick liquid in the palm of her hand.  She actually
presented the slime to me and giggled at the confused look on my face.  I
said, "What's that?"

   Her laughter got louder, "That's your spunk...is this your first ever
climax?"

   I shook my head, "No, I've done it to myself lots of times...I think you
rubbed me for too long and too hard...I think you might have broken me!"

   She stopped laughing and gave me a serious look, "When you
masturbate...you're supposed to keep going until you shoot your spunk!"

   I suddenly lifted up and moved away from Dawn involuntarily, a pain in
my right shoulder and a gruff voice in my right ear, "What's going on here
then..." my trousers dropped down to my ankles because my belt was still
unfastened, "...what do you think your parents will say when I tell them
what I've just caught you two doing?"

   Mr Bolter had caught us in his fields, the Bolter family were famous for
over reacting when they catch trespassers on their land.

   I saw that twinkle return to Dawn's eyes as I was crapping myself and
struggling to get my shoulder free of his hand...I had a desperate need to
pull my trousers back up.

   Dawn's right hand was still in a loose fist, my cum still in the palm of
her hand...she seemed to be fighting to keep the smile from forming on her
lips as she said, "Please Mr Bolter...don't tell our parents what we were
doing!"

   "What's in it for me...I mean, you two little buggers are trespassing on
my land and you were both up to no good...why shouldn't I tell your
parents?"

   Dawn stepped away from the tree, "I'm sure that we can come to some form
of payment Mr Bolter..."

   The pain in my shoulder eased as he let go of me, Dawn was stroking her
left hand over the front of his trousers, highlighting the size of his
massive cock through his brown corduroy trousers before she stepped back
into the trunk of the tree and held her arms open, inviting him to follow
her to the trunk of the willow tree.

   I finally managed to wriggle my trousers into place and started to
fasten my belt closed as tightly as I could, I looked up and saw Dawn and
Mr Bolter kissing, she was struggling to open his trousers with just her
left hand, her right hand still wet with my semen...not just his belt this
time, she popped the top button and pulled the zip down too.  His trousers
were far too tight to fall down like mine did.  Dawn then pulled the front
of his underpants down and hooked the elasticated waistband under his
balls...I gasped as Dawn hauled his cock out into the open, he had to be
nine or ten inches long and his cock was fatter than my wrist, Dawn looked
down at his cock as her left hand gripped under the head of his cock and
started to rub up and down, from the head to his balls.

   I managed to look up from his cock, I was feeling a little worried that
I might look a little gay, staring at another man's cock the way that I
was. He had pulled the knot in her school tie open and was unbuttoning the
front of her blouse.  When he reached the bottom button, he pulled the
bottom hem of her blouse out of the hem of her skirt.  He kissed her again
as he pulled her blouse wide open and pushed both edges behind her back
under her blazer but his hands went further behind her back and suddenly
Dawn's bra seemed to slacken away from her chest and lowered slightly.

   Dawn gave me a smile and a wink of her left eye as Mr Bolter's hands
reappeared from behind her back, he placed his palms on Dawn's ribs just
under her bra, he pressed his hands in hard and rubbed them upwards,
slipping under her bra's cups and then lifting the front of her bra all the
way up and over her head.

   He went back to kissing Dawn and had one breast in each of his hands, he
wasn't just standing with his hands resting on her breasts like my right
hand was a few minutes earlier, his hands were really mauling at her tits,
leaving deep finger marks in her soft white skin.

   Dawn's eyes opened even though she was still engaging in her passionate
kiss with Mr Bolter, she was looking sideways at my face...I felt a little
guilty and looked down, she stopped rubbing her left hand up and down his
cock for a moment, her hand right down by his balls, then she moved her
right hand, opening her loosely balled fist to show me my little dab of
spunk in her palm, so thick that it stood firm, even though her hand was
now pointing at the floor.  She moved her hand over to his cockhead and
started to rotate her right palm around on top of his cock before starting
to pull her left hand up and down again.

   He pulled his hips away from Dawn, I looked up from his cock again, the
kissing had stopped and now his mouth was on her tits, kissing them in turn
and then biting them, I saw his teeth clamp down on her left nipple and he
pulled his head away, stretching her nipple away from her body almost an
inch before it snapped back against her breast again.  Dawn shivered and
his breathing started to increase and I saw his knees bend, he was
struggling to keep standing, he started to thrust his hips into her body
but she just sidestepped to her left and pushed his cock to the right,
there was a sudden explosion and a jet of his semen fired over to the trunk
of the willow tree, quickly followed by a second jet, a third just fell to
the ground a few feet away from his feet.

   Dawn fished into her left blazer pocket and she pulled out a packet of
travel tissues, she wiped over his cockhead with one tissue and then she
handed it to him to wipe the rest of his cock for himself, she took a
second tissue out of her packet to wipe her right hand.

   He put his equipment away and as he was fastening his belt, he looked
over at me, "Count yourself lucky that it wasn't my brother Barry that
caught you, he likes little boys more than girls, you wouldn't be able to
sit down for a week if he'd caught you!"

   I had really expected Dawn to have covered her chest faster than he
closed his trousers but she just stood there, leaning back against the tree
with her bra cups still behind her head.

   Mr Bolter was about to walk away when Dawn said, "Will you be at my
Grandma's for her birthday party on Sunday Paul?"

   He stopped and turned to look at her, he smiled, "I'll be there but with
my wife...unfortunately!"

   "I'll see you there then!"

   He nodded his head and walked away from us.

   Dawn looked at her wristwatch, "Shit, that took far too long...you'd
better help me get my bra back into place, no more time to play today."

   Getting her bra cups back into place was easy but fastening the
burglar-proof lock not so...I had to push her blazer and blouse right up to
her head to get at the clasp and see what I needed to do to fasten it...for
those few minutes, Dawn was almost totally topless while I struggled.

   "Why is Mr Bolter going to your grandmother's birthday party?"

   "He's one of my cousins!"

   "He's one of your cousins and he made you do that to him!"

   She laughed, "It was all just a game...I've wanked him off a few times
before, it's all just a bit of fun...he wasn't joking about his brother
though, he likes to fuck young boys up their bums!"

   Dawn took a hold my left elbow with her right hand again, the way she
did on our walk across the meadow to the willow trees but now we were
walking towards the fence between the Bolter farm and her parent's farm, we
would have to climb the five bar gate between the two fields and then walk
across four more fields to get to the back of her house.

   "Did it hurt...you know...when he was biting and pinching your...you
know!" I was childishly nodding my head towards her chest, unable to name
her secondary sexual organs.

   She laughed at my discomfort, "You can call them tits, jugs, melons,
hooters, breasts or even fun-bags...  they are nothing to be ashamed of!"

   "Well...did it hurt?"

   "Sometimes it's painful but I prefer it when they are played with a
little roughly...like Paul was doing back there!"

   Dawn was far more adult than I was, she was very comfortable talking
about sex...so much so that I was surprised that it hadn't come up before
in the eight years that we'd spent as close friends at school.

   We clambered over the first gate into the uninspiring named 'Meadow
number six' with its family of cows busily eating grass and producing milk
for the afternoon's milking session, we didn't have to climb the gate
between meadow number six and meadow number five, the gates were just
closed, not locked.  It took almost thirty minutes to walk to the back of
Dawn's house, her mother was actually on the front door step looking down
the track to the highway.  When Dawn and I walked out from behind the house
her mother spun on her heals and scowled at us, "Where the hell have you
been my girl?"

   Dawn smiled at her mother, "We took a short cut across Bolter's meadow!"

   Her mother gave me a suspicious look, "And who caught you trespassing?"

   Dawn and her mother both looked at me, the fact that I was standing
upright and in no sign of distress or pain of any kind, her mother said,
"Obviously Paul looking at Robin's face and the smile on yours!"

   Dawn nodded her head.

   "Right my girl, inside right now, change out of your uniform and get
started on your homework right away."

   Dawn let go of my elbow, she started to run into her house but stopped,
she kissed me on my cheek and said, "Make sure that you do the maths
homework tonight, Book two, questions seventy to eighty-five, we need them
for first period in the morning!"

   I couldn't believe my luck, I walked on air for the first five hundred
yards and ended up skipping for the second five hundred to my house.

   I had thought that Dawn had managed my orgasm professionally but when I
changed into my casual clothes, my underpants were stained and crusty and
the inside of my trousers had a white chalky stain on them, on the
inside...that would be difficult to explain to my mother so I used a damp
sponge and a little dab of hand washing liquid detergent to scrub the
inside of my school trousers.  I folded them carefully and then hung them
on the back of my wardrobe door before buckling down to my homework.

   I pulled my geography book out, I quite liked geography, one of the few
subjects that I found easy but then Dawn's final words echoed through my
head, I remembered her words and also the kiss on my cheek in front of her
mother that preceded it and I grew a stiff cock as I swapped my geography
homework for my maths...my mind wasn't really in my work, my hard cock kept
reminding me that I'd had my first real kiss from an actual girl, I'd been
guided to first base on her...upstairs/outside...and then she went through
first and third base on me before making my day and reaching fourth base on
me, that's if girls count their bases the same way that boys...shit, I'm a
doofus, she was just standing there with her tits hanging out after Paul
Bolter walked away from her and I just stood there looking at her for about
five minutes before she said that we'd better get going...she was probably
waiting for me to reach out for second base...shit, I should have taken the
lead, she had put my hand on third base, I guess that I couldn't expect her
to take the lead all the time!

   It took me all evening to get an answer to the fifteen questions in my
maths homework, partly because of the difficult nature of the maths
questions but I think more to do with my erection and memories of Dawn
wanking me and then putting on the show of wanking her cousin Paul...Dawn
certainly wasn't shy, not in the least, not in front of me and seemingly,
not in front of her mother either.

   After dinner I went to bed and masturbated with two alternating images
in my head, the image of Dawn's dark blue knickers when she dropped into
Bolter's meadow and the image of her tits being mauled and bitten by her
cousin.  I reached my orgasm and was about to stop when I remembered Dawn
saying that I needed to keep going until I actually spewed spunk out of my
cock's little eye.

   When I finally let fly, it felt like I was about to pass out, when I
came back to my senses, there was a line of wetness all the way from my
cock to my chin...I'd thought to pull my pyjama bottoms all the way down
but had given no thought at all to my pyjama jacket so now I had a line of
spunk all the way up the front of my jacket.

   My bedroom door suddenly opened and my mother walked in, "Are you okay
dar...oh my God...I'm sorry darling, I thought that you were having an
asthma attack..."

   I said, "Mum...a little privacy please!" as I struggled to pull my
pyjama bottoms back up.  Mum had turned her back on me but was still
standing in my bedroom doorway.

   "...you've messed your pyjama top darling, you'd better change and put
it in the laundry basket so that I can wash it overnight before it stains!"

   Mum left me alone to get my breath back, so now I'd been embarrassed by
my mother walking in on me as I finished masturbating myself and I had to
face the double embarrassment of changing and taking my dirty pyjamas down
to the kitchen so that my mother could wash my spunk out of it.

   Mum was waiting for me in the kitchen, standing by the washing machine,
she was sorting through the coloured clothes in the laundry basket when I
handed her my pyjamas, she pulled out a pair of her knickers and a
bra...the knickers weren't the ones that I usually saw on the washing line,
they were usually white and large...nothing at all sexy about her
underwear, this was the first time I'd seen bright scarlet knickers, very
small, with black lace trim and matching bra with what looked like just
half of the cups that her usual bras had.

   'Damned it...I'd only just beaten my cock down and it was hard all over
again!'

   Dad walked into the kitchen and said, "Are we going to another party
already darling?"

   I saw my mother blush slightly, "No darling, I'm just getting around to
washing them after last week's party."

   I was finding great difficulty in hiding my erection from both my mother
and father...my pyjama bottoms being quite thin material and having no
button or zipper to keep the fly hole closed but my mind was now sparking
in my head, 'Party...last week's party...I don't remember my mum and dad
going to a party and there sure as hell wasn't a party here at our house, I
was here all the time...well, from four-thirty in the afternoon to seven
o'clock in the morning, at any rate!'

   I was forced to kiss my mother goodnight for the second time that
evening...that did my bloody erection no good at all, especially as my
pyjama clad cock pressed against her hip during that kiss.  There was no
kiss for my father, kissing him goodnight stopped seven years ago, now,
after kissing my mother, he would just ruffle my hair and wish me a
goodnight.

   I closed the living room door behind me and leaned my back against it
instead of heading straight for the stairs up to my bedroom.

   I heard my father say, "Did Robin seem to be acting strangely to you
darling?"

   "Not strangely...I think he discovered sex today, he was more than an
hour late getting home from school...Vicky phoned me to see if Dawn was
over here when she was late getting home from school and when I checked his
underpants in the laundry basket, there were definitely semen stains all
over the front of them and when I opened his bedroom door after finding
them, he had just finished wanking himself and there were strings of semen
all over his pyjama top."

   "I was surprised to see that you were putting your party lingerie into
the washing machine in front of Robin!"

   "I'm really fed up with hiding my sexiest lingerie from him, having to
wash it by hand when he's out of the house or in bed and only pegging them
out on the line while he's at school, so now that I think he knows all
about sex, I'm not going to hide my sexy lingerie from him anymore!"

   My father said, "Does this mean that we don't have to keep our little
parties hidden from Robin as well?"

   I heard my mother chuckle, "That might just be a step too far, we don't
want too many people to find out our little secrets...do we?"

   "I guess not!"

   'Shit, I'm hard all over again!'

   I ran back to my bedroom, I needed a wank all over again but it was
already an hour past my bedtime but it was no good, I'd never fall asleep
with my bone standing to attention in my pyjama bottoms so I'd have to wank
myself all over again...but this time, I'd open my pyjama top as well as
pulling my bottoms down.

   I woke up at six thirty and when I tried to get up in a hurry, in need
of a pee, I fell flat on my face, I'd fallen asleep while still rubbing my
cock and had slept all night with my pyjama top open and my bottoms wrapped
around my ankles.

   It took me an age to sort myself out, batting the birds that were flying
around my head away as I pulled my trousers up and hopped to the toilet.  I
didn't get dressed for school right away, I went down to the kitchen to eat
my breakfast still wearing my pyjamas.  I'd no longer sat at the kitchen
table in front of my bowl of Coco Pops when there was a knock at the back
door and Dawn stepped into the kitchen.

   Mum greeted Dawn with, "Hi Dawn, you're very early for school today
darling!"

   "I am...Robin was doing his maths homework last night and you know what
he's like..."

   Mum giggled, "When it comes to maths, Robin has two left feet darling!"

   I finished my mouthful of chocolate flavoured rice krispies and
swallowed it down, "Hey...if you're going to talk about me behind my back,
would you mind not doing it in front of my face please!"

   Dawn gave me a sweet smile, "Did you finish all of your homework last
night Robin?"

   "I did, I managed to answer every question from seventy-two to
eighty-five!"

   "Seventy-two to eighty-five...I said, 'seventy to eighty-five!' Where's
your homework book?"

   "Erm...in my bedroom."

   Dawn walked across the kitchen to the door out to the passageway and the
stairs up to the bedrooms..."Come on, I'm going to look through your
homework to make sure that you haven't made your usual mistakes!"

   I took my bowl to the kitchen sink and followed Dawn to the stairs. 
Dawn stopped at the halfway landing and looked down at me, "Are you looking
up the back of my skirt Robin?"

   "NO!"

   Dawn giggled, "Why not?"

   She turned with a flick of her hip and started up the second flight to
the landing above...when I reached the turning point, I just managed to see
up the back of her skirt, not the same dark blue knickers as yesterday, I
saw light pink and as she parted her legs to step up onto the landing, I
realised that she wasn't wearing light pink knickers, she wasn't wearing
any knickers at all.

   "Which is your room lover boy?"

   "First on the left!"

   Dawn walked to the first door on the right and pushed it open, "Your
bedroom is even messier than I'd imagined it would be Robin!"

   Dawn pointed to the first room on the left, "Is that your bathroom?"

   I nodded my head, she pointed with her thumb to my bedroom, "That's the
first room on the right...not left!"

   I looked at my hands and Dawn patted the back of my right hand, "This
one is your right hand...good thing I know you so well!"

   I followed Dawn into my bedroom and pointed to my satchel, my homework's
in there!"

   Dawn stepped into me and she kissed me on the lips, "Get ready for
school!"

   "Are you taking my satchel down to the kitchen while I get changed?"

   She grinned at me and shrugged her shoulders, "No, I want to watch you
getting changed."

   "But my mother will..."

   Dawn's lips crushed mine again and she slipped her tongue into my mouth
and then she said, "Your mother will know that I watched you getting
naked...does it worry you letting your mother find out that you're sexually
active?"

   "I think that she's already guessed, she told my dad that I was over an
hour late back home from school and she walked in on me while I was..."

   I blushed.

   "Your mother walked in on you while you were masturbating?"

   I slapped her hands away from the buttons down the front of my pyjama
top but she was insistent and managed to fight me off long enough to strip
me out of my pyjamas...not just my top but my bottoms as well, she stroked
down to my cock and took it in her hand, I love the way that you look when
you're naked...I like older men to have hairy chests..." she rubbed her
fingertips over my pubic mound, "...this feels nice as well!"

   I managed to prise myself away from Dawn and she sat on my bed while I
got dressed in my school uniform.  When we got back down to the kitchen, my
mother raised her eyebrows at the fact that I'd got changed for school
while Dawn was in my bedroom with me, I blushed but Dawn just gave my
mother a sweet smile and pushed me down onto my seat at the kitchen table.
Dawn made me do question seventy and seventy one, she was standing over me
watching me work and then she suddenly pushed me to one side and joined me
on my dining chair, one cheek each!

   "You have to concentrate more Robin...look here, the answer to the first
part of the question was fifty-six and you wrote sixty-five!"

   Dawn picked through the rest of my answers and pointed out three
mistakes where I'd transposed numbers and when she was happy that I'd
worked out the right answers to all fifteen questions, she stood up and
asked my mother if she could use our toilet.  When she got back in the
kitchen she asked me if I was ready to go to school, mum said, "you're more
than thirty minutes early, I could get you a drink or something!"

   "That's okay...we could do with thirty minutes snogging time before the
bus comes!"

   The 'Comes!' was drawn out because I was dragging her out of the house
before my mother killed me stone dead.

   Once we got onto the track leading from the farm house to the road, Dawn
pushed her hand under my arm and slipped her arm across my lower back and
she hooked her thumb in my back pocket, her palm on my buttock through my
trousers and underpants.  I lifted my hand and placed it in her bum,
"Knickers...you weren't wearing knickers earlier were you?"

   "Darling, I was bare arsed in your house for over thirty minutes, I
can't go all the way to school that way, if you were interested in looking
at that area or feeling it...you should have done it earlier, not waited
until now!"

   I berated myself when I realised that I'd now missed two opportunities,
after she finished wanking Paul Bolter yesterday, she stood there with her
tits exposed for almost ten minutes and I did nothing but look at them, and
today, I knew that she wasn't wearing any knickers and I did nothing , I
didn't look, I didn't touch...nothing!"

   I really had to take more control over things if I wanted to have some
fun.

   The snogging at the bus stop was great, a little public though, standing
at the side of a road with two thousand cars an hour driving past us.

   Today at school was the day that we spent the least time together in
class, we sat together for the first eighty minutes but after morning
break, I did eighty minutes of woodwork while Dawn and the rest of the
girls did art.  After lunch, we had sex education but for some reason, the
girls had a female teacher for sex-ed and the boys had a man and final
period, I had 'Remedial Maths' because I wasn't very good at Maths and Dawn
had independent studies, because she was basically good at every subject.

   We met up at the end of school and walked to the bus stop together, just
before the bus came, I accidentally stroked my hand over Dawn's bum and
realised that the knickers I felt through her skirt on the walk to the bus
to school weren't there now.

   "What happened to your knickers?"

   "I took them off after my independent studies period."

   "Why?"

   "I thought that you might want to play a little on our way home."

   I think I broke the world record for growing from a quarter of an inch
to four inches long inside my underpants and sat on the bus with a stupid
grin on my face all the way between school and the road leading to our
village.  When we reached the bridge over the stream I said, hopefully,
"Are we taking the shortcut across Bolter's meadow again?"

   Dawn shook her head, "Look over there, it's Barry Bolter watching over
the field today, not Paul...Barry can be a real pain in the arse for young
boys like you!"

   I was a little disappointed as we walked into the centre of the village,
Dawn spotted some wild flowers in the grass verge at the side of the road
and picked a few to form a posy, "I want to lay these flowers on my great
grandfather's grave on my way home."

   I followed Dawn into the churchyard, she dropped the posy ay the front
of her great grandfather's headstone, he was one of the many Clarkes in the
grave yard, almost half of the headstones in that graveyard were Clarkes or
Clarks, a quarter of them were from my family and the rest were just a
mixture of people that came and went from our village over the years.

   Our church wasn't very old in church terms, it was built out of red
brick because our area had no stone quarries nearby.  It was built with
large windows, windows that were so large that what was left of the brick
walls couldn't support the roof beams so between each window, there were
massive brick buttress all around the building and on each corner what were
called cross buttresses to stop the walls being pushed out at the corners.
The large triangular buttresses didn't look elegant like the more recent
flying buttresses, not elegant but they did provide a dozen private little
spaces around the church.

   Dawn pulled me across the east end of the church, behind the apse and
down the north side of the building to about the half way point, she
stopped at the side of one of the buttresses, at the bottom, the buttress
was four feet deep but it thinned out as it climbed towards the top of the
wall.

   "You stand there and keep an eye open, warn me if anyone comes!"

   Dawn backed away from me towards the wall of the church, she almost
tripped up on the ring of concrete that ran around the base of the wall,
four inches thick and two feet wide, it had been laid down before I was
born because rain water dripping down off of the roof was washing away the
soil at the base of the wall and dumping a few tons of concrete around the
base of the wall was cheaper than sending a steeplejack up on the roof to
fix the real problem and stop the water dripping down.

   Dawn stepped up onto the concrete platform and used it like a stage, "I
think that you like looking at me more than you like touching me..." as she
said that, she was pulling at the knot in her school tie.  I looked to the
left and right, the way was still clear.

   I watched as she unbuttoned the front of her blouse, she pulled the
bottom of her blouse out of the waistband of her skirt and pushed the open
ends behind her back but inside of her blazer.  She stroked her hands up
her ribcage to her bra covered breasts, she lifted both of them up, still
covered in their bra cups, "Do you like my bra?"

   I nodded my head.

   "It's better than yesterday's bra..." she lifted her right hand and
lowered her left and her bra suddenly popped open, unlike yesterdays bra,
this one opened at the front, "...do you like looking at my tits?"

   I was feeling a bit like a lemon but I just grinned and nodded my head
again before remembering my watching brief and I looked in both directions.

   Dawn pushed her bra cups behind her back, trapping them between her back
and her blouse, and then leaned her back against the wall.

   I watched as she spent five minutes mauling her own breasts, pinching
her nipples and pilling at them as her breathing increased in speed.

   "Would you like to try doing this to me?"

   I nodded my head and stepped forwards, "STOP!"

   Dawn waved me away so I returned to my post to keep a look out.  I saw
that little twinkle in her eye again, just like I saw yesterday.  She
leaned forwards slightly and reached down to the bottom hem on the front of
her skirt, she started to roll the front of her skirt up, forming a sausage
of polyester/cotton in her hand before sucking her stomach in and pushing
the roll of material into the top of her skirt.

   "Do you like my pussy?"

   Another stupid grin and a nodding head.

   "What do you think...hairy or bald like a preteen?"

   This time I gave her a confused look.

   "Some men prefer a young girl to look much younger and ask her to shave
her pussy mound for them...those men usually like the girl to call them
'Daddy!' too."

   Dawn parted her legs and bent her knees slightly, presenting me with a
slightly different view of her lower hole!  She rubbed her fingers over her
pussy lips, "These are called my labia or pussy lips, there are two of
them..."

   "I can see that!"

   "...two of them on each side, rubbing the outer lips like this gives me
a little..." she shivered and closed her eyes, "...pleasure."

   She moved her fingers slightly, parting her lips, "The inner lips are
much more sensitive, rubbing them is more pleasurable than rubbing the
outer ones...let me see your cock"

   I unzipped my trousers quickly and pulled the front of my underpants
down so that Dawn could see how excited she had made me

   Dawn gave a deep sigh and her body shook, then she moved her fingers
again, "This is called my clitoris...well, it's actually my clitoral hood,
my clitoris is trapped under the hood and if I rub it like this..." she
gave a squeal of pleasure and her breathing increased as if she had just
sprinted a hundred meters, "...Come here and feel me."

   I did a quick look in both directions and dashed in to her, my left hand
mauling at her tits and my right hand between her legs.  She directed me to
rub her outer lips, move on to her inner lips and then she moved my index
finger to her clitoris.  It was like trying to chase a greased pig around
between her legs, her clit felt like a little grain of rice under the skin
but as I tried to rub it it moved out of the way and I had to press harder
to catch it.

   Dawn had a massive orgasm and then she pushed me away from her, "Go and
look, see it everything is okay!"

   I looked casually to the left and then the right and quickly to the left
again, I gritted my teeth and whispered, "Mrs Smith is walking Toby!"

   Dawn allowed her blazer to fall closed and fastened a single button. 
She gestured for me to go to her and pulled me into a kiss, as my body
closed into her, because she was slightly higher than me, my cock just
slotted in easily between her thighs, her left hand shot down to keep my
cock out of her cunt, just as Mrs Smith came into view, Toby pulled over to
us and was sniffing between us, his tongue washing over my cock as well as
Dawn's hairy bush.

   "That was a massive turn on!" Dawn giggled and then she said, "Just make
sure that she's out of sight beyond the apse."

   I walked backwards to a point where my head was high enough to see past
the buttress but my lower body was still hidden.

   "She's just turned the corner, she'd heading for the main road."

   Dawn called me back to her but this time she stopped me getting close
enough for my cock to touch her pussy.  She had opened her blazer again,
her other clothes still trapped behind her back, she kissed me and rubbed
my cock, then she dropped into a squat, she leaned in and sniffed at my
cock, "I can smell Toby's bad breath on your lovely cock."

   Dawn's head moved a little closer, she skinned my cock back, exposing
the head from under my foreskin and she leaned in and kissed its head...her
eyes rolled up to look at my eyes as she pulled her lips off of my cock,
"You know that ninety-nine out of a hundred boys at school would have tried
to push their cocks into my mouth when I was that close to doing it but not
you, you're about the only boy that never tries to go further!"

   I really felt insulted at that, she was, to all intents and purposes,
calling me slow on the uptake.

   She was rubbing her hand up and down my cock quite fast as she was
looking at it closely, then she leaned in again and kissed it, I put my
hands on the back of her head and pulled her face in hard as I pushed my
hips forwards, her mouth popped open and she took the head of my cock into
her mouth.  Her hand sped up on my cock, she was in a hurry because no one
was keeping a lookout now, she sucked a little harder too and then she
started to lick over my cockhead as well, I was rolling through my orgasm
and suddenly exploded into her mouth, she jumped back, turned her head and
spat what I'd just pumped into her mouth, onto the ground.

   My body jerked again and I let a jet of spunk fly into her hair, a third
jet landed in her ear and a forth...not a jet this time, just a
dribble...fell onto her left breast.  In just twenty-four hours, I'd gone
from less than a teaspoonful of spunk to what looked like a half a pint as
it dripped down the side of her neck.

   She spat again and then gave me a sour look, "You're supposed to pat the
back of my head when you feel your balls boiling over to give me a chance
to spit your cock out if I don't want..." Dawn smacked her lips together
and had a confused look on her face, "...you to cum in my mouth, erm, did
you eat cinnamon recently?"

   I was straight on the defensive, "I have no idea what I'm supposed to
do, I've never done anything like this before...erm, yes, I had cinnamon
rolls for my tea last night and some cinnamon cake for my morning
snack...why?"

   "It's my first time too..."

   That was a shock to me, Dawn seemed to know exactly what she was doing.

   "...but I talk to my friends about things like this, they told me that
the boy is supposed to indicate when they are about to fill your
mouth...what do you talk to your friends about sex?"

   "We don't talk about sex, we only talk about football."

   Dawn smacked her lips together again as she reached for her pocket and
the little pack of travel tissues, she handed me one and said, "Wipe your
spunk out of my hair please and your spunk tastes disgusting but it has an
after taste of cinnamon!"

   While I wiped her hair with the tissue that she'd given to me, she was
mopping her ear out and wiping down the side of her neck and over her left
breast.

   "The next time I suck your cock tap the back of my head just before you
spurt so that I can choose to take it in my mouth or not!"

   Well, the 'Next time!' part of that statement filled my heart with
joy...at least I hadn't pissed her off totally and there was a chance that
she'd do it to me again sometime and much as I loved
masturbating...especially after Dawn taught me to cum properly, having my
dick sucked was far more pleasurable than just wanking myself or even
having Dawn wanking me.

   I heard a gravel sound from behind and to my left, I pulled away from
Dawn and looked around the buttress and breathed a sigh of relief, it was
one of the local farm dogs that were allowed to roam free around the
village.  It made a run at Dawn and started licking at the side of her
neck, her ear and her hair and finally, over her left breast, to lick up
what was left of my spunk that we'd missed during our clean up regimen. 
Having a great brute of a dog licking Dawn's breast caused her a giggling
fit that was far too loud for our hidden position.

   I looked around the edge of the buttress again and growled, "Vicar!"

   Dawn pushed the dog away from her and jumped to her feet, she pulled the
roll of skirt out of the waistband of her skirt and let it fall back into
place as the dog started to show a keen interest in that part of her body
but she pushed his head away.  Then she pulled her blazer back into place
as quickly as she could, the vicar announced his presence by saying, "Where
are you Atlas...I don't want you digging in my flower bed again or pissing
on my apple tree sapling before it has a chance to root!"

   I was once again crapping myself wondering what the vicar would say
about catching me and Dawn hiding behind his church.  I looked back at Dawn
and was surprised to see her kneeling with her back to me, she giggled and
said in an overly loud voice, "Stop it Robin, you've made me spoil my brass
rubbing now...shit...get off boy!"

   The vicar suddenly appeared at my side as the dog was trying to mount
Dawn from behind.

   "Sorry for the bad word vicar, I thought that Robin was deliberately
trying to ruin my brass rubbing until I saw Mr Procter's dog trying to be
naughty with me!"

   The vicar grabbed Atlas' collar and pulled him away from Dawn's back. 
Dawn had actually managed to do quite a good job of brass rubbing a small
plaque on the back wall of the church in such a few seconds, I was just
frozen to the spot like a rabbit caught in a car's headlights on a road at
night, Dawn had come up with a plan, prepared herself and actioned the plan
in a fraction of a second...perhaps I really was slow!

   Because the vicar was there, we had to walk with him out of our hiding
place as he fought to keep Atlas away from her.

   Dawn waited until we were too far away from the vicar for him to hear us
and she said, "Having my blouse and bra tucked behind my back, trapped
under my blazer, is bloody uncomfortable!"

   As we walked along, she was struggling to pull things back into place
under her blazer.  By the time we reached the track leading to our farm
houses, she'd managed to fasten her bra and button her blouse up but she
hadn't bothered tucking it into her skirt again or fastening her school tie
up.

   I walked into the kitchen, mum was exactly where I expected her to be,
at the sink cooking or baking, I greeted her and she smiled at me, "Your
father needs to have a word with you darling!"

   I turned and looked out of the back door and across the lower fifty acre
field where my father had planted wheat and towards the mid twenty acre
field where the potatoes were planted, he would usually be in one of the
other as the top field was lying fallow this year.

   "He's not out there, he's in the living room waiting for you!"

   I walked in to the living room and was told to sit opposite him.  My dad
was struggling to speak, I didn't envy him though, he started out with, "I
know that Dawn is the same age as you but she is far more...sexually aware
than you..."

   At some point in his lecture, a large box of condoms were pushed across
the coffee table between us and the lecture ended with, "...your mother and
I feel that you're a little young to start having sex but now that Dawn is
old enough to get pregnant if you do, we have to insist that you wear one
of these every time you two do it!"

   I picked up my box of ten condoms, my eyes blinking uncontrollably as I
walked for the stairs to go to my bedroom to get changed.  I was working on
autopilot as I stripped my clothes off, I didn't stop at my underpants like
I usually did and just as I was stepping out of my underpants, mum walked
in on me, I pulled my underpants in front of my cock to hide the erection
that just sprang to attention when my mother walked in on me.

   "Dawn should really wear smudge proof lipstick...perhaps I could pick
some up for her next time I'm in town, and you could give it to her as a
gift!"

   I gasped and looked down, expecting to see a ring of lipstick around my
cock, mum chuckled as she lifted the front of her pinny, spat on a corner
of it and rubbed it against my cheek, wiping Dawn's lipstick off, "Passion
pink...I'll try to remember that!"

   Mum seemed totally comfortable being in my bedroom while I was totally
naked, she was picking through the detritus on my floor and then she sat on
the edge of my single bed, "You really should tidy this mess up if you're
going to entertain girls in here darling...I had a word with Vicky Clarke
earlier, they are having...well, we are having a party at the dairy on
Friday evening and she thought that Dawn might like to have a sleepover
here with you so that we can go a little wilder at the party and if Dawn is
out of the house, Vicky and John don't have to put the upstairs out of
bounds!"

   Mum had an armful of my dirty washing, including my school shirt with
smudges of passion pink lipstick around its collar, "Are you putting those
underpants in the wash as well darling?"

   I meekly handed my underpants over and just stood there with my cock
ram-rod hard in front of me.  Mum left my bedroom and walked across the
hall to the bathroom and dumped the washing in the hamper, then, just as I
was closing my bedroom door again, she returned carrying the laundry basked
in one hand and handed me the towel that I'd used that morning for my wash,
"Here, you can use this when you take care..." she nodded her head down
towards my cock, "...of that, bring it down to the kitchen when you've
finished...dinner will be about thirty minutes and I've baked another batch
of cinnamon rolls for after!"

   Mum had been very casual, nothing seemed out of the ordinary but she had
basically just told me to have a wank in the next thirty minutes and mop up
my spunk on my towel before taking it to her in the kitchen and in the same
breath that she's baked my favourite sweet rolls for my pudding.
   I really was growing up fast!