From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My First Time (mf, first)
Date: 14 Feb 1996 23:20:30 GMT

			    My First Time

	I've seen and read a lot of stories on this BBS about "first
times" and about young love. I've thought for a long time about
writing about myself and my first time but have hesitated in the past
because of the ages involved.

	After reading what I've read recently though, it looks like it
really isn't all that taboo a subject so I'll give in to the urge to
do so. If you are offended by young teen love then read no further.

				* * *

	I guess I'm not that unusual, at least from what I've read on
the BBSs, in that, at age nineteen, in 1973, I became very friendly
with a younger girl. Terri and I were both in the same youth
organization and we traveled very frequently during the summer. The
summer of `73 became incredibly good because of her.

	I hadn't really even noticed Terri until about May of the
year. We had a weekend rehearsal (we were in a band type activity)
that started Friday evening and ended Sunday afternoon.

	Anyway, I had just gotten back to the main building on
Saturday evening after having slipped away with a few friends to drink
some beers when I saw this cute little kid sitting by the door just
watching what was going on. Just sitting there I couldn't really tell
her age although I knew she was young, very young.

	I walked up to her and we talked for a few minutes before my
friends came back and things started getting really noisy. I could
tell she was uncomfortable sitting there so I suggested that we go
take a walk around. To this day, I am amazed that my friends made no
comment as we walked into the darkness of the practice field.

	(I need to add that there were over a hundred of us there,
65-70 guys and 30-35 girls. It wasn't that rare, considering the ages
involved, 12-20, that a guy and girl would be walking off in the
evening.)

	We walked off into the cool night air and talked. I found out
that Terri had just joined us about three weeks ago and that her older
brother was also there. She said she really didn't like any of the
girls there, that the young ones acted so young and that the older
ones didn't want her hanging around.

	As we walked I let my arm brush up against her and took her
hand into mine. She didn't seem to mind at all so we walked along
further, hand in hand.

	As we walked and talked, I let her do most of the talking,
simply asking questions as we walked. Terri was only twelve, I was to
find out, and had never had anything resembling a boyfriend. I recall
that she was so natural and easy to talk to that it was almost amazing
that she was as young as she was.

	We ended up walking clear to the other side of the camp we
were rehearsing at, I guess it was probably a good half-mile or so, to
a hill that overlooked the entire area. There was only a dim moon that
night and I remember seeing just a dim view of her sweet face as we
sat down together on that hill. It's a sight I don't think I'll ever
forget.

	We talked some more and I moved closer to her, putting my arm
around her shoulder, saying something about keeping her warm. Again,
she made no effort to pull away. Instead I remember that she simply
sat there looking off at the buildings in the distance.

	After ten minutes or so of just small talk I pulled her closer
to me and faced towards her, kissing her lightly on the lips. I
remember being almost shocked as she pulled me towards her, lying back
on her back so that we could get even closer.

	We kissed for a few minutes, my tongue probing her mouth as we
did. I recall the first time that I let my hand slide up her side,
coming to rest on her barely developing chest, the sweet semi-softness
of the rise there. Nothing like any of the older girls I had made out
with. I also recall being kind of amused that she felt the need for a
bra, she really had only started to develop.

	With no hesitation or resistance from her from my hand resting
on her chest, I undid the buttons to her shirt and let it fall away to
the sides of her body. Her skin was smoother than any I had ever felt
before and so cool to the touch.

	I've never felt anything like it since. Still not meeting any
resistance from her, (in fact, she was almost aggressive in seeking
out my mouth with her tongue), I pulled her slightly to the side and
reached my hand behind her, undoing the hooks that kept her bra
connected. She made a sound as the hooks snapped open but again
offered no resistance.

	As I wrote earlier, the moon was only a dim light that evening
and I recall sliding my head down her neck and resting it lightly on
her shoulder as I sought out the nipples on her small mounds. Being of
a light complexion, hers were barely noticeable against her already
pale skin.

	As I touched one however, it hardened almost immediately and
she grabbed my shoulder, pulling me closer to her. I rolled the tip of
the tight skin between my fingers for a moment before moving my head
to the nub and taking it into my mouth. (Taking it between my lips is
more the truth since there wasn't enough there to consider sucking
on.)

	I felt Terri's young body respond as I licked and softly bit
at her breast, urging me on. Taking the hint, I let my right hand
slide down her stomach and come to rest at her crotch, my middle
finger dropping between her legs. In her first instance of resistance,
I felt her legs tightly close against my hand. Even so, she made no
effort to push me away. I let my finger press in against her as we lay
there kissing and, little by little, I felt her relax against me.

	I guess it was at about this point that I realized that we
were lying on this hill within direct view of the buildings and that
it probably wasn't a good idea. On my suggestion, we got up and moved
to the other side of the hill, out of sight. I now knew what I wanted
and I really didn't want any company out here.

	Once on the other side, Terri moved to lie down again but I
stopped her. Pulling her close to me, we kissed in a standing
position as I let my fingers explore her hardened nipples. I couldn't
then and I still can't believe the way this twelve year old body felt.
I'm not gay and I've never had any urge to try that scene but I can
imagine that, standing there holding that boyish young body, the way
two guys must feel together.

	As we stood there close to each other, I let my hand slip down
and undo her belt and the opening to her jeans.

	While she still offered no resistance, I could sense that she
was getting uncomfortable with the whole situation. I remember trying
to comfort her as much as I could with soft whispers that it would be
OK but really, at this point, I was probably a little to far gone. My
cock was straining at my own pants, I know she felt it, and honestly I
don't really blame her for being a little scared.

	Once her belt and jeans were released it was an easy task to
pull both them and her girlish cotton panties down over her slim hips
and legs. She stepped out of them easily and stood in front of me,
nude from the waist down and her shirt open in the front.

	I nearly came right then and there as I viewed that young
body. She was beautiful, at least in my mind at that moment. She had
just the slightest hint of developing breasts and such a smooth flat
stomach. My eyes lowered to her hips and her midsection. Just the
slightest down-like hair had begun to sprout around her virgin slit. I
guess I stared a moment too long because she pulled me close to her
again and kissed me.

	I lowered her to the ground as I removed my own shirt and
undid my belt. I remember watching Terri's eyes as I undid my own
belt and jeans and let them and my shorts drop to the ground. Her eyes
gazed at my enlarged cock and, for the first time that evening, I saw
real fear in her face. I lay down next to her quickly for fear that
she might change her mind at this late time.

	Laying down next to her, I reached into my jean pocket and
retrieved a condom. She stared at my cock as I slid the latex down
over it. Thinking back, I remember almost shaking as I did so. I was
not a virgin myself but this was the first time I would have one. I
had made love to two girls previously, on a large number of occasions,
but this one would be different. The other two were well along the
line of development and were, well, to be honest, sluts. They both had
a reputation of giving it to any guy who wanted it.

	Having completed getting the condom over my cock, I rolled
next to her and again began to kiss her deeply. I again let my hand
slide down between her legs and let my middle finger probe between the
folds of skin there. This time she didn't press her legs together, in
fact, she opened them wider.

	I remember her beginning to make kind of low sounds
occasionally and I knew I was practically home free. Letting my finger
continue to roam I realized that some moisture had become apparent
there. At the time I honestly wasn't sure if a virgin would have any
natural lubrication down there, especially with her closed opening.
There wasn't a lot, but there was some.

	I let my finger feel out her unviolated opening, trying to
spread her lips apart a bit to let my finger enter her. I remember
even now thinking that if she was this tight on my finger, how the
hell can I get my cock into her. But, it was time to find out.

	I rolled onto her thin body and let my cock replace my finger
at her opening. Pressing forward I felt her body begin to envelope my
cock. With the condom on it was difficult to gauge just how far I was
getting but, with slow and steady back and forth motions I began to
enter her. Each movement forward was greeting with a small grunt from
Terri, not from her mouth but seemingly deep inside of her.

	Finally, feeling myself on the verge of losing control, I
jammed myself the rest of the way into her body. With the sound that
came from her I was afraid I had seriously hurt her but quickly she
relieved that fear by grabbing hold of me and biting into my shoulder.

	We lay still for a moment as I allowed her body to become
accustomed to my entrance. I was stuck in what seemed like a vise, my
cock grasped as if her pussy was a fist. Each time I moved she grunted
and, although I'm not proud of this, it took only four or five pumps
for me to feel myself coming.

	As I began to I picked up the motions and began screwing as if
she were experienced.

	Finally, pushing myself deep into her, I came.

	The two of us lay together there for some time, I'm not sure
quite how long. I became aware that Terri's body was drenched in sweat
and that her skin had become cold and clammy in the night air. Still
though, her body held my cock as if it were in a vise.

	Withdrawing from her slim body, I went to my knees. Looking
down at her now spread opening, I could barely see through the dim
light that she had indeed been a virgin. Glancing at my latex covered
cock, I could see the slight stain of blood that was on it. Slipping
the condom off, I tossed it down the hill and lay down towards the
young girl that still lay silent on her back. Kissing her softly on
the lips, I helped her to her feet.

	In complete silence we got dressed and walked back over the
hill. As we approached the top of it, she took my hand in hers.

				* * *

	The summer of 1973 was a tremendous one for me. Terri and I
became a regular couple, me and my pre-teen lover.

	While I sat here to write just the story of our initial love,
I have become so homesick for that beautiful child that I feel that I
must continue to write about our times together. I will continue again
later.