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My First Steady Girlfriend
by Stefanwolf (address withheld)
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I was 12 and Cheryl was almost a year younger. I was in
our garage when she appeared in the doorway. That day
we had our first sexual experience. (bg, youths, mast,
1st)
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Her name was Cheryl. She was almost a year younger than
I. I had grown almosst 4 full inches taller in as many
months and at 12 I felt for the first time older than I
really was. She was one of three friends in my 6th
grade class, girls who for some strange reason, singled
me out from all the other boys.
They insisted on me playing tag in the school yard or
other games with them and I did to the ribbing of my
friends who thought it beneath them to play games with
the girls at school. Now outside the school that was
different, it seemed like that was all they talked
about, and would follow the girls around like puppies.
Cheryl's family and ours had been close for years. So
we had slept at each others houses when the parents
would get together, and would spend time at each others
house when a mother would take time out from her kids.
I was supposed to play with her brother but he was
difficult being 4 years younger. It seemed to me I was
watching Cheryl more and moreas she, my sister and I
played together. (And I found out later she knew that)
I would see her soft light brown hair brush to one side
as she would bend down to move a game piece or turn a
page. Her light cotton blouse would fall just so I
could see the swell of her budding breasts.
When she handed me the dice or a card I would feel the
electricity jump between us. Once in a while when my
sister was looking away I would shift so Cheryl could
see the rise in my jeans. Her smile was intoxicating.
For someone who had little to drink at that time, i
knew this is how tipsy must feel, woosy, light headed,
giddy as I tried to concetrate.
One day in early summer, I had gone out to our garage
to fix the chain on my bike. The earth floor was cool
and the breeze always seemed to be cooler there. It was
quiet and peaceful when she came to the door, the
sunlight shimmered thru the light cotton she like to
wear and her golden brown hair seemed to capture the
sunbeams. She smiled her smile and I knew I was in
"love".
She knelt beside me on the cool earth floor and asked
me if she could watch. She smelled sooo good - like
clean, flowers, and woodsy all in one. I had nicked my
finger earlier and it had bled a little. She cooed as
she saw it, took it to her mouth and I felt her cool
lips kiss the cut.
Her hand was like silk as she held mine and gently
laid them in my lap. I felt the warmth of her hand
against the fabric of my jeans as she moved hers still
holding mine to rest against my pubescent hard on. It
was if we had no choice but to move closer and closer
in to each other. I felt her little breasts against my
side as I slid my other arm around her and leaned into
her.
We kissed for the first time. A sweet gentle lips to
lips kiss lingering as we tasted each other. I raised
her hand from my lap and kissed it as she kissed mine.
Then I moved my hand to those breasts I had watched
grow from nothing to these sweet gentle mounds. I
rested it on one breast and felt her hand fall away to
my pants again, this time her fingers lay along my cock
(or peter as I would have called it then) with her
fingertips touching the bulge of my balls. She pushed
her breast against my hand as I pushed my cock to hers.
She cooed again almost a sigh, almost a hum, as I
noticed my breath seemed to come from some where deeper
and her soft breath rustled in my ear.
I turned into her and kissed her. As she turned I felt
the tips of my fingers slide ever so slightly between
the pleat of her blouse, touching the fabric of her bra
and the naked skin between her breasts. Her free hand
rested on mine and slid my fingers father beneath the
fabric as her little breast seemed to strain against
the light fabric of her beginner bra.
She arched back and I felt her soft hair touch my arm
holding her close and my mouth drifted to that soft
skin just below the cheek and just above the muscles of
her neck, My lips pressed in and I drank in her sweet
smell. As she turned into me, my hand slipped under her
bra, with my fingertips resting on the areola, soft
velvety skin. She turned more and moved her nipple into
my fingers.
She shuddered, and stiffened as she moaned again. I
pressed the little nub between my fingers and pulled it
as another finger brushed the top. I guess that was the
right thing to do, because she clung to me even harder
and I felt her hand move against my now straining cock.
She whispered, "That feels so good, and your peter is
so hard! I've never felt this way before. Is this
making out?"
I whispered back, "We've already made it to second
base."
Another boy wanted to touch me," she said in her sweet
little whisper. "But I told him no. I wanted you to be
the first."
I leaned into her and kissed her with my tongue parting
her soft lips as I felt hers meet it. She paused to say
"Mmmm, it tingles all over," then took my tongue back
into her mouth and hers slipped past my lips as we
clung together not all that sure what was happening to
our young bodies.
As we pulled closer together we shifted and she slid
onto my lap facing me. I felt her smooth legs grip my
sides as she pulled herself so close I could feel her
little titties against my chest and and the puufy mound
of her pussy against my jean-encased peter. As our
mouths mashed together, I pulled her closer, my hands
sliding up her smooth skin under the back of her
blouse. Our bodies were matching the movement of our
mouths and we found ourselves grinding our sexes into
each other.
The tip of my peter was straining over the waist of my
roebucks and I could feel it touching the bareskin of
her belly! I felt my whole body becoming numb as I
forced ou,t "Cheryl, I think I'm gonna come!" She was
amazing! This little woman-girl reached down between
our mashed bodies with a hand and felt the throbbing
tip of my cock. I pulled her up so that the now wet
crotch of her cotton shorts were against her hand and
she reached it out and around me as she and I seemed to
melt together!
I could feel her little pussy pulsing against me as I
heard that sweet moan again as she stiffened and moved
against me all at the same time. I lost it and felt
myself spurt against her shorts and my belly. She
raised up and I felt the spurting tip slide into the
hot moist folds of her shorts as she seemed to sit down
on it. She grabbed so tight as I felt her body match
mine and she hissed out, "Meee tooo!" It felt like we
would never stop as we held and moved against each
other.
I looked at her sweet little face and her sky blue eyes
were bleary with tears as she just continued to hold
me. I was worried until she smiled under those tears.
She sobbed, "It - that - sooo good. I never felt
umm..."
I whisper-sighed "Me too, never!"
"We're sooo messy! But it feels so good against me and
you - like we are glued together. I don't want to let
go."
It's okay," I said. "We can clean up, but I don't want
to let go either." I kissed those tender lips again and
felt her kiss me back, as we continued to just hold
each other tightly. I reached up and gently pulled her
head to my neck and felt her warm breath and moist
cheek against my t-shirt. With the other hand I slid a
rag between us.
She raised her face and said, "Is that what it feels
like with someone else? I've never done that, come I
mean... with my clothes on, just at night or in the
tub."
I said, "I know that we both came and it felt like it
was just us and no clothes. I guess that is what it's
like, but I think there is more."
"Yes," she said, "I know, I want to feel it in me."
"Me too," I replied as I started to try and wipe up the
mess. I told her to stay and I went outside the garage
and got a beach towel from the line. "Here," I said.
"You can kind of wrap this around you and just say you
got all sweaty then change upstairs."
She laughed, "And I won't be lying, Hehe. 'Cause I am
sweaty, you made me that way..."
We moved back into the cool shadows of the garage and
kissed once more before she left and ran back in. I
just dumped some water over me and grabbed another
towel and dried off as best I could then tried to act
like I was still fixing the bike. But all I could think
about was her!
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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