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Rounding the Sexual Bases with Linda
by Netman169 (netman169@yahoo.com)

***

A fifteen year old boy learns about sex from a 16 year 
old neighbor girl. It is based on a true incident. 
(mf-teens, youths, 1st)

***

My name is Jim. Linda was my next door neighbor. She 
was 16 years old, and I was 15. Although we both went 
to the same high school we were only casual friends, 
sometimes walking to the bus stop together, or 
chatting in the yard. 

I would consider Linda above average in 
attractiveness, not a real beauty yet a head turner. 
She stood about five foot, 7 inches and had shoulder 
length brunette hair. She still had a lanky, boyish 
figure, with no pronounced hips or waist but her 
breasts were quite nicely developed. From what I could 
tell, under her sweaters, they appeared to be orange 
sized C-cups. 

Here is the story of my first experience with sex when 
I was in high school.

I remember it was late morning, on Good Friday and 
school was not in session. All of our parents were at 
work. I was fiddling with something in my yard when I 
saw Linda in hers. I was in cutoffs and a tee shirt, 
and she was in cutoffs and a tight halter top. 

She started to walk over to me. As she did, I noticed 
she wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts jiggled as she 
walked, and two small nipples were straining at the 
fabric of the halter. Her cutoffs were so short and 
snug, not only did they make her legs appear long and 
sexy, but the fabric dug so tightly into her crotch, 
that the lips and crease of her womanhood were clearly 
outlined. I had never seen her like this.  

As she came over to my yard she started the 
conversation. "What are you doing, Jim?" she asked.

"Oh nothing." I said. "I'm just kind of bored." 

"Me too." she said. "Would you like to hang out?"

That was a no brainer. "OK." I said. "Where to?" I 
asked.

"Follow me." replied Linda.

She led me over to her house, into the attached two-
story garage. Once there she pulled on a rope hanging 
from the ceiling which revealed a set of fold-down 
stairs. Linda led me up the stairs, up to what was one 
large room, partially finished. It had a desk, a table 
and some chairs, and an old overstuffed couch. In one 
corner was a record player with a stack of LP's on the 
floor. On the walls were Rock and Movie Star Posters. 
Scattered throughout the space were stuffed animals, 
movie star magazines, old toys and a wide assortment 
of stuff indicating this belonged to a teen girl.

"What is this place?" I asked.

"Oh, it's my play room." Linda answered. "My parents 
made it for me when I was little, since there's not a 
lot of space in the house. I use it now as a place to 
study, read and just chill out."

"Wow, this is great." I said.

"Make yourself at home." Linda said as she went over 
and put on some music.

I took a stack of magazines, sat on the couch, and 
started thumbing through them. She sat next to me 
holding an old jewelry box, sorting through the 
contents and untangling the various chains. As we were 
doing this we talked. We talked about school, friends, 
our parents, TV, music and all the other things teens 
generally talk about. After a while of this there was 
a lull in the conversation.

"Well there's one thing we haven't talked about yet 
Jim." Linda said.

"What's that? I asked.

"Sex!" answered Linda quickly back.

"Um sex, what do you want to talk about?" I replied 
nervously. I had not yet started dating, had not 
really been with any girls, and really didn't know 
much about sex, just what I leaned in sex-ed class and 
from my friends.

"Well, do you have a girlfriend?" she asked.

"No, I have just started dating. I'm a little nervous 
around girls. I tried to make out but I didn't know 
what to do. I did a little kissing but didn't know 
what else to do to make her feel good." I said.

"Oh my, we have our afternoon cut out for us then." 
she said.

With that Linda set down the box, and turned facing me 
on the couch, sitting on her ankles, cross legged. The 
fabric in her shorts pulled even tighter across her 
crotch. He could feel his penis getting hard. Luckily 
it was constrained by his shorts and he suspected 
Linda would not notice. It was going to be hard 
concentrating on anything she had to say. 

"Well let's start with the basics." Linda said. "You 
do know about baseball don't you?"

"Of course, I play it all the time." I said.

"No silly, not that baseball, the bases of sex 
baseball." she said.

"You know getting to the bases - First Base meaning 
making out, Second Base feeling a girl above, Third 
Base feeling below, and Home Plate meaning going all 
the way."

"I guess I've only got to first base then," I said.

"Well let's see how you did. Kiss me." she said.

With that I leaned over, placed my lips on hers, and 
gave it my best shot.

Pulling away, she said, "Not bad, but in order to get 
to other bases your kisses need to turn the girl on. 
They need to be passionate."

"How do I do that?' I asked.

"You need to do open mouth or French Kissing, where 
you put your tongue into her mouth and draw her into 
yours." Linda answered. "Here I'll show you."

This time she put her arms around me, and put her 
mouth over mine. Then she opened wide, forcing my 
mouth open with it. We stayed this way for a while, 
grinding our mouths against each other then I felt her 
tongue, first lightly flicking the tip of mine, then 
plunging deep into my mouth and swirling around. She 
then withdrew her tongue, grabbed my tongue with her 
lips, and sucked it far into her mouth, repeating the 
swirling motion. As we held our mouths together, our 
breathing became deeper and heavier. I don't know if 
she was getting turned on, but I sure was.

"Now, do you think you can do that, take the lead and 
be aggressive when you are kissing a girl?" she asked.

"Yea, I think a got it," I said, "now how about second 
base?"

"Well that's starting to get a little more intimate." 
she said, "I can show you, as long as you take it as 
instructional, not personal. It's just me showing you 
as a new friend." 

"Of course." I said.

"Well as I said before," she said, "getting to Second 
Base means feeling a girl above, on her breasts. While 
making out, you start by feeling her breasts over her 
clothing. If she does not push away, you then go under 
her blouse but on top of her bra, if she is wearing 
one. If that is successful, you then cup the breasts 
under her bra by either pushing your hands under the 
cups or removing the bra completely, using the clasp 
on either the front or back." 

She continued, "Once you are at the bare breast, 
concentrate on the nipples. You need to stimulate them 
between your thumb and index finger. Do this by 
rubbing and squeezing them gently, not too hard. If 
she doesn't object, you may also use your mouth to 
suck the nipples to attention. If you do it right, the 
nipples will expand outward and become erect. This 
means she is turned on and maybe even ready for Third 
Base. OK lets practice." 

With that, they threw their arms around each other and 
began to make out. Taking the lead, I opened my mouth, 
forcing her mouth open with mine, just as she taught 
me. After plunging my tongue into her mouth, I sucked 
her tongue then into mine. Her slight moans and the 
relaxation I felt in her body, reassured me I was 
doing it right. 

I was now ready to try for Second Base. As we were 
making out, I reached out over her halter top, and 
placed a hand on each breast. I began lightly rubbing 
and squeezing. I couldn't believe how soft and firm 
her breasts were. The feeling was better than I could 
have ever imagined. As I was doing this, my fingers 
wandered over her nipples. As I rubbed gently, I could 
feel them start to expand. I then moved my hands under 
the halter, lifted upward and released those 
magnificent breasts from their confines. I momentarily 
moved my hands, pulled back my head, and took in the 
sight of the first pair of real breasts I had ever 
seen. They were better than I had ever imagined!

"Do you like what you see?" she asked.

"Oh yes, very much." I replied.

My erection was growing, and was getting painful, 
straining against the denim shorts.

Finally I went back to fondling. After squeezing my 
hands around each breast, I remembered what Linda said 
and went for the nipples again. Taking each between my 
thumb and index finger, I rolled them gently until I 
noticed them start to expand. They expanded enough so 
that I could get my mouth onto them easily and sucked 
each nipple to even greater lengths.

"Wow, you're a fast learner." Linda sighed, as she 
moved away and pulled her halter top back down over 
her breasts.

"I have a good teacher," I said.

"Well they also say, there's nothing as good as self-
learning." she said. "Let's see if you can figure out 
getting to Third Base, on your own."

"Are you sure?" I said. "Does anything go?"

"Almost anything!" she answered. "Almost anything!"

"Let's start where we left off?" I said.

With that, I again took her in my arms, and we 
continued our wet, deep kisses. My hand again went 
over to her halter but this time I lifted it 
completely off her body. She surprised me by lifting 
my tee shirt off and pressing those breasts against my 
chest. I loved the feeling of this.

Debating what to do next, I reached down to the crotch 
of her cutoffs, and started to rub. As I did this, she 
began spreading her legs and moving her pelvis upward. 
This area was beginning to feel hot and damp. As I 
rubbed faster, she rocked back to forth matching my 
rhythm. 

I then reached up, unsnapped her cutoffs, and slid 
down the zipper. As I did this she raised her butt off 
the couch which allowed me to pull them completely 
off. When she did this I knew I was on the right 
track. I peeked down and saw that she was wearing a 
pair of tiny, white cotton, bikini panties. The crotch 
area was so wet, it was almost completely transparent, 
revealing a set of plush pussy lips outlining a wet 
slit and dark matted public hairs. 

I placed my finger onto her slit and rubbed it up and 
down. I noticed a hard nub at the top of her folds 
which I knew from sex-ed class was her clitoris. I 
rubbed this in a circular motion thru the wet cotton. 
She continued rocking her pelvis and her breathing 
really began to get heavy. I then pushed the crotch of 
her panties off to one side, allowing me an 
unobstructed view of my first pussy. As I said 
earlier, her lips were extremely plush. 

There was a nice coating of moisture inside her slit 
and a full layer of dark, soft pubic hair which was 
matted down due to the wetness. Without her panty 
covering up, her clitoris was more clearly visible - 
hard, pink and sticking out nicely. There was also a 
strong, sweet, aroma, emulating from her pussy, making 
me light headed. I couldn't help but reach back down 
and rub up and down the slit and all around the 
clitoris. I even reached inside her folds with my 
thumb so I could feel the smoothness of her insides.

As I was doing this, she again lifted her butt, and 
slipped the panties completely off.

Linda then opened her mouth but just one word would 
come out. "More," was all she could say.

With that, I placed my middle finger at the entrance 
of her pussy and pushed inward. Being so moist, it 
went in, easily, with no obstructions, to the hilt.

At this, I had to stop for a moment. "Can I ask you a 
question, Linda?" I said. "I didn't feel a hymen down 
there. Does that mean you're not a virgin?"

"Yes, I'm still a virgin." she answered. "There are 
many ways a girl can lose her hymen - tampons, toys, 
horseback riding. I'm still a virgin, and intend to 
remain that way for a while. That means no Home Plate 
today. Sorry to disappoint but hey, we haven't 
finished Third Base yet."

I decided to get back to business. As I continued to 
push my finger in and out of her pussy, Linda went 
from sitting to laying on the couch, spreading her 
legs now as wide as they could go. I shifted over her 
and continued stroking in and out with the middle 
finger of my right hand. The softness and silkiness of 
the inside of her pussy was unlike anything I had ever 
felt. 

With my left hand, I reached up to her clitoris. 
Taking it between my thumb and index finger, I rolled 
it back in forth in a circular motion. This seemed to 
really get her going. Her hips were rocking and moans 
were coming from deep within her lungs.

Suddenly, I had an idea. I let go of her clitoris with 
my fingers and replaced it with my mouth. All of a 
sudden, she stopped and sat up.

"Stop Jim." she said. I'm not ready to get into 
anything oral today. 

"Isn't that part of Third Base?" I asked.

"Well that has always been kind of a gray area," Linda 
said. "I've always thought of oral sex to be closer to 
Home Plate." Maybe we can explore this another day. 
Meanwhile there is one more thing I can teach you that 
will really drive a girl wild. It's called massaging 
her G-Spot. To do this, you turn the palm of your hand 
upward, stick out your middle and index fingers, 
insert them into the pussy and reach as far forward, 
towards the top as possible and if you can feel a 
fleshy spot, rub it fast and firmly. OK, let's try 
that."

Linda lay back down spreading her legs again. I 
inserted my fingers as instructed. After some deep 
probing, I found the fleshy spot she was talking 
about. I began a slow then faster in and out 
"fingering" of her pussy, massaging the fleshy spot on 
each inward probe. I also returned my other fingers to 
her clitoris, which was now about erect as my penis 
felt. In and out, in and out, faster, faster! The 
combination of this was all she could take. Her pelvis 
began bucking, her moans turned to screams, and her 
pussy convulsed and then clamped onto my fingers like 
a velvet vice. As her pussy relaxed, a small flood of 
liquid moistened my fingers and flowed onto the couch. 
Again I smelled her pungent/sweet aroma.

"That's how you turn on a girl." said Linda 
breathlessly. "You should have no problem with girls, 
Jim."

"That was helpful, and sure was fun too," I said, "but 
this has left me with a bit of a problem."

"What is that?" Linda said.

I just looked down to my crotch at the outline of my 
giant erection in my cut offs.

"Oh, that is a problem." Linda said. "But when we 
started, I explained that this was an to be an 
educational session, not anything else."

"Well then educate this big boy," I said, as I pulled 
down my cutoffs and underwear exposing my seven inch 
hard-on in front of her face.

"Wow." said Linda. She reached out and grabbed hold of 
my shaft with one hand and began stroking it back and 
forth with long slow strokes. She spit in her other 
hand, reached for the head of my cock, and began 
caressing and lubricating it at the same time. She was 
surprised such a young boy had such a well-endowed 
penis. 

She then put both hands round his shaft and began 
pumping with deep, yet ever quickening strokes. As the 
pace grew faster and faster, I could no longer hold 
out. Glob after glob of thick, white, hot cum shot 
from my penis onto Linda's still bare chest, coating 
her breasts and nipples.

"All right then," Linda said as she rubbed my semen 
onto her breasts and skin. "I guess that completes our 
education for today." 

"What a great way to spend a boring day," she said. 
"And I'm so glad I am getting to know you." she said, 
as she cleaned herself off with some paper towels she 
had. 

"Be confident about dating, you proved you will do 
great. Give me a report and let me know how these 
lessons work for you. Maybe you can come back sometime 
and we can explore that gray area between Third Base 
and Home Plate where we left off." she said.

With that, they put on their clothes, proceeded down 
the stairs, and raised the staircase back into the 
ceiling.

After a quick hug, they went their separate ways, only 
to meet in the future for some even "higher" 
education. But those are stories for another time...

That day was life changing. Linda found a cure for 
boredom and I never looked at baseball the same again.

THE END			

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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