JZL11_05-"I Didn't Mean To Do It!" - Walking Home With Annie

Usual disclaimer:  This story involves sexual subject matter.  If you
aren't old enough to read this, go home!

Copyright by Jeff Zephyr (jeffzeph@hotmail.com) 2001.  Please don't
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JZL is my life story series.  You can find out more about the entire
series at /~jeffzephyr/jzlstories.html, and more of
year 11 at /~jeffzephyr/jzleleven.html

Jeff Zephyr's Life. - by Jeff Zephyr (jeffzeph@hotmail.com) 2001.     
"Eleven, I get to actually experience this thing called sex."

This is the episode where that finally happens.  By accident.  OK, it
wasn't exactly an accident, but it sure wasn't an intentional 
seduction.


JZL11_05-"I Didn't Mean To Do It!" - Walking Home With Annie
 (mf oral 1st rom) - by Jeff Zephyr (jeffzeph@hotmail.com) 2001.



At the intersection where we'd usually turn to go to Annie's house, we
stopped walking to talk.  There was a longer way to walk home if we
were going off to play rather than just go home but, if we turned now,
she'd have to stop at home before she could play.

Annie asked "Do you like Sherry?"

"Sure, we've been friends a long time."

"I mean like kissing, girlfriend liking?"

"Uh, I guess.  She and Maureen and I get along really well."

"What about me, do you like me too?"

"Sure.  Not that I've kissed you yet."

"You could, you know.  I heard Sherry say something about you kissing
whoever you wanted.  Do you think she meant it?"

"I think so.  She wouldn't have mentioned what you weren't wearing
under your pants if she didn't think that it was OK for me to notice."
And, I thought to myself, she wouldn't have told me to have fun with
Annie if she didn't want me to notice.  Especially after Annie pulled
her pants partway down in front of us!

"What are you wearing under your pants?" Annie asked.

"Usual underwear.  I don't usually skip them when going to school."

That wasn't totally true, but in the cold weather the extra layer of
cloth helped keep me warm, so I hadn't done it for a while.

"I don't either, I just felt like doing this because . . .  I don't
know, I just felt like it."

"Sherry says that it is just springtime, birds and bees and stuff.  I
know it makes me feel 'hot', like under your pants."

Then Annie leaned up against me, and said, "Let's go up to the woods."

There is this little bit of forest left  near the railroad tracks,
secluded even though it is just off a main road and we had played
there before.  There is a nice little cardboard box fort, well inside
the woods, where no one but  we and our friends went (at least that
we knew of, anyway).  This wasn't the same place as the fort my
brother and I used. Nor had we fixed it up as nice with a floor and
all, but it was closer to Annie's house and felt more private, less
likely that anyone would come by  and find us. Going there, with her
wearing this outfit, was exciting. It seemed different than just
playing tag or hide and seek.

"Sure," I said.



It was Friday, and I didn't have to be home right away after school.
I often stopped off somewhere, at Kim's, Mark's, Doug's, or Annie's,
or any of my other friends and would eventually call my mom and tell
her about it.  Or sometimes I'd just go home and explain later,
usually there weren't any complaints about it.

I remembered going into the woods with Debbie, and started thinking
about talking to Annie about that.  So I did, telling her as we went
how Debbie and I got naked in the woods together.  All about how much
fun it was, and how I missed having a girl, that I liked, to play
naked with.

"What did you do once you were naked?"

"Looked at each other, lay in the sun, chased each other, just played
around."

"No touching, or kissing?"

"We didn't kiss without clothes on, only when we were playing mommy
and daddy, but don't tell any of the other boys about that.  We did
hug while we were naked, and lay together in the hay in our barn."

"Oh, I won't.  And don't you tell anyone about us being up here like
this either, please?"

"I won't.  Like what?"

"Well, I was thinking that it would be nice to get naked here.  I'm
almost naked now, just these little pants and this shirt to take off."

She took her shirt off, then added with a wide grin, "Just these 'hot
pants now'."

I felt myself shake with excitement.  Our talk earlier, her flash of
bare skin, but not bare pussy ... and now this lovely exposure.  My
friend Annie, a girl I liked, was going to play naked with me!


"You look very pretty, and hot in those 'hot pants'," I told her.  My
voice didn't shake, not much anyway, and I looked  directly at her
bare chest and smiling face as I reached up to unbutton my shirt
without looking down, unwilling to take my eyes off the topless girl
in front of me.  I managed to get  all of my shirt buttons  undone
without looking away from Annie.

Then I took my shirt off, my shoes (to get my pants off), then my
pants and underwear.   I put my tennis shoes back on again, then stood
there just looking at her.  She had little tits, not even as big as
Eileen's, though they were more than my  sister Cher had, maybe even a
little more than Debbie had last year. Her nipples, though, were hard
pink points and I thought they looked very nice, more mature than just
a little girl would have.  Annie was a thin, skinny girl, not as tall
as I , with only her face and nipples  appearing very girlish.  I
thought she looked wonderful even before she took her top off ... and
topless was even better.


She looked at me as well, staring at my sex organs.  My dick was hard,
my balls tight against my body with excitement.  It was easy for me to
get hard then;  I think that a warm breeze literally could do it.
Annie, standing topless in front of me wearing just tight pink hot
pants which I knew she'd soon take off, excited me beyond belief.  I'd
wanted to do this with my other friends from school but finally Annie
was really doing it!

She said, "Oh, that is very nice too.  It looks so big."

I hadn't ever worried about "big," but I was very hard, and it was
standing out strong.  I gave her a very nice look, letting her stare
at me. I had little hair at that time, just fuzz, much as she did, but
my organ was nicely developed, hardening well.  I had no idea how big
it was, and never thought to measure it then.  I just knew how nice it
felt when it looked like this. We didn't move, just stood there
looking at each other.  I was pretty much naked, shoes not counting,
and her tiny pants concealed her most secret place, but my imagination
was good.  Or so I thought.

I then watched her pull her pink hot pants off.  Her pussy had just a
little bit of light hair above it, and reminded me of Debbie's.  Both
girls had similar hair color, a light brown patch.  Annie's might have
been less fuzzy than Debbie's, I wasn't sure without seeing them side
by side. My mind's eye image was good, but the real thing was far more
exciting.  Not really that different in appearance, but actually
seeing her, noticing the red flush around her labia, the inner lips
pushing out for me to see, was very arousing.  My feelings with Debbie
were warm but the feeling of seeing Annie naked was blazing hot, a
burning passion, a fever hitting my entire body.

We stood there, looking at each other, just staring, for quite a
while. I didn't feel like saying anything, I was just enjoying the
view.  Annie seemed to feel something like  I did because, despite the
cold, she didn't shiver.  She moved up by me, standing on the tree
root in order to be eye to eye with me, no longer looking at my naked
body.

Then, Annie leaned close to me and kissed me on the lips.  Just her
mouth touching mine at first then, with her tongue poking into my
mouth,  forcing it open.  I hadn't kissed like that before but had
heard and read about "french kissing," and let my tongue push back
into her mouth, our tongues rubbing together.  Doing it for the first
time while naked was a shock, running from my mouth straight to the
tip of my dick as it poked hard against her body.  We held hands
lightly, lips locked,  my dick  rubbing against her pussy.  That
doubled the effect of the kiss and we pulled each other closer,
hugging, kissing, and letting our groins make full contact.


We stood there, with her holding onto me, while we kissed.  Our
tongues touched inside our mouths and my dick rubbed against her
pussy.  She was just enough higher than me that the tip of my dick was
rubbing against her clitoris.  We wiggled our hips against each other,
trying to let my sensitive tip and her sweet spot touch, stimulating
us more.  This wasn't sex, not as I thought of it, but it was nothing
like just getting naked together; or even just kissing.  Nothing
mattered but our contact and the delicious sensations we were giving
each other.

As we moved against each other, my dick slipped against the opening of
her vagina, sliding in slightly, the tip penetrating her.  This felt
amazing to me.  I could feel her warm wetness enclosing the tip, and
pulled Annie close to me, hugging her hard as we kissed. Annie sighed
"Ooooh," as a little more of me went inside her, a sound which made me
feel very nice, as though we  were sharing something magical.

I had no words for what I felt then.  The head of my dick was enclosed
with her wet warmth and we were still wiggling our hips, sending waves
of shocking sensations through me.  Our kiss didn't end either.  I
wanted to feel more.  I pulled Annie closer to me, pressing our hips
tightly together.  There wasn't any thought behind this, not even
something like "we're fucking!"  This was just too surprising,
unexpected, unintended, and wonderful for words.  We both hummed,
"yummmm," but didn't speak.  We kissed like this for a few seconds, my
hardness in her, probing her wetness , our tongues rubbing together,
thrilling me beyond anything I could imagine.

But then she moved back away from me, letting the head of my dick slip
out of her, and stood against the tree trunk.  Breathing slowly, but
panting hard.  Neither of us spoke.  I felt my dick chilling in the
breeze, wetness coating it.  I was curious about what it looked like
being wet from a girl, but I didn't want to look away from Annie,
standing before me, naked , and staring  deep into my eyes. We stood
there a minute or two, both of us waiting silently.

"Do you know what girls like to feel on their pussy?" Annie asked very
quietly, breaking the silence.

"Uhmm . . . "  And I stood there a bit, thinking.  I was afraid to say
"dick," even though that had felt very nice to me. Intercourse 
-- fucking --  was a leap that I wasn't expecting to make yet.  I'd feel
stupid if I suggested that we do that, deliberately put our organs
together, if Annie didn't want to do that.

OK, I did know what my cousin told me about kissing girls down there
but trying it seemed a bit much to do, just to please a girl.  I had
read that it was good to do to girls too.   I had kissed my sister
there, and I didn't want Annie to think that I was dumb about girls.
It had felt nice to lick my sister there, even though she didn't want
to do that anymore.  After discovering that, I'd wished that Debbie
and I could have stayed together, because I'd have happily licked her
pussy to make her happy.

So, I kissed Annie, right on her pussy lips, a bit lower than her
clitoris at the start, but she still liked it.  I bent down at first,
then knelt to reach her more easily.  She was still standing with her
back to the tree trunk, leaning against it, legs spread.  It was easy
for me to reach her pussy with my tongue that way, and she squirmed a
little, then sighed softly.    "That feels nice.  Lick me up and
down!"

"OK."  And I tried that.  Now, it didn't taste bad, and in some ways,
not much different from licking my siblings.  But Annie's reaction was
stronger.  More like mine, when I got Cher to lick and suck on me that
time when I came in her mouth.  I tasted something on her, a salty
flavor, and something about that  excited me too.


So I continued, with her standing with her back against a tree trunk
as I knelt down in front of her.  My dick brushed against the ground
and her foot, while I licked up and down her pussy.  I licked up to
her belly button, and down past the end of her slit.  Her reaction
really got me excited.  This wasn't at all like  Cher reacted.  She
mostly sat there, and hummed a bit, and would say "that feels nice,"
though I knew that she'd liked it.  Annie was softly saying "Oh, oh,
do that, please, I love it!", trying to keep her voice down but almost
purring with pleasure.

I tried to remember what I had read about 'eating out' girls.  But I
just couldn't remember if there was anything more that I could do.  I
did remember which part was most sensitive, though, and I sucked on
that.  I kept on, when she moaned with pleasure.  Annie made sounds
like "Oooh! Aiy!", no longer trying to keep quiet, for about a minute,
and then she said, "Stop!"

I did, though I kept licking for a few seconds as she was still wet,
dripping on my face. Annie then said, "I want to do something.  Lay
down on the ground, please."

The ground here was dirt and twigs, and didn't look too comfortable.
I put my jeans and shirt down, and lay on them.  Annie then knelt over
me, her pussy against my leg, and put her mouth over my dick.  Just
sucked it straight in, not quite all the way but enough to be a very
intense sensation for me.  She moved her head and up down, which
really felt great.  A real blow job, even better than the playing with
my siblings.  Maybe it was because I was so aroused by the situation,
or just more mature.  Mostly, I think it was because Annie was trying
to make me feel good, just as I'd done to her.  I told her, "Lick me
up and down, to my balls and back to the tip, please?"

She did what I asked. Her tongue was wet and tantalizing me with its
warm touches, contrasting with the cold air around us.  Her lips
squeezed my hard dick tight, then released, as she "kissed" me, almost
french kissing my dick. She did this for a few minutes, enough to
excite me terribly but not quite enough to make me come.

Then, she got up again. I wasn't sure how to react to this situation.
We'd barely talked since we got naked, other than sounds of pleasure
and Annie's polite requests.  Articulate speech seemed beyond me for a
while.

She stood there, legs straddling me, pussy spread open for me to see.
Just looking at me, staring at my hard, wet dick.  I had enough time
to think of Sherry and Maureen, which was a bit distracting.  I hadn't
made any solid plans yet but I felt that my first "real sex" was going
to be with Sherry.  I didn't say that I was in love with her now, and
hadn't done so this year, though I did say from time to time "Love
you, bye," especially on the phone.  Was I cheating if I did this with
Annie? I liked Annie too, for sure.

While I lay there thinking, Annie moved over my waist, standing above
my hardness.  Then, without warning, she was squatting down, her hot
vagina over my hard dick.  She then asked me, "Is it OK if we fuck?"

I didn't expect her to say that.  Teasing about sex was all we did in
class, and we rarely used that word at school.  Only one girl, Jan,
even mentioned it often enough to notice.  I thought to myself, I
should tell her no, that I'm not ready.  That we need to be in love.
And that I really wanted to do it with Sherry, not her , even though
she  was really nice, and this afternoon was amazing.

However, her pussy was touching my dick, and sliding downward.  Just
touching, but it was like an electric jolt, her hot pussy falling
around my hard wet dick.

I groaned, "Yes! Yes!"  And she slipped down over me, my whole shaft
going up into her.  The sensations from her blow job were nothing
compared to this, and those had been better than  masturbating had
ever been.   Then I forgot all of my misgivings,  just laid back and
lost myself in  this wonderful new feeling.  Annie was doing most of
the work, moving slowly up and down on top of me.  We were actually
fucking!  Later on, I'd call this "having sex by accident."  We meant
to do it, or at least Annie did, but there was no planning involved at
all.

Now, the missionary position is what we had discussed among my school
friends, when this topic came up.  I knew a lot of other possibilities
but figured that I would try out the old-fashioned way first.  But
Annie seemed to know what she was doing, and we both lay together like
that, moving quietly for a while, ooh'ing and groaning.  Annie lay
down on top of me, and we kissed again.  It was a little  stretch for
her because I was taller than she was , but she somehow managed to
keep the tip of my dick in her while we kissed.  I felt wonderful.

We moved slowly.  I wasn't sure how to respond in this situation, how
to move to make her feel good.  Laying together, our bodies joined,
kissing with lips and tongues,  and it was good.  Our lower halves
were in contact, feeling good, wonderful, but also somehow
frustrating.  Not in a way that made me want to stop, because it was
magnificently marvelous, intense, and pleasurable.  So I tried to move
my body against hers, to increase our contact there, pushing up at
her, as she rocked on top of me.

We did that for a while,  but it started feeling less wonderful.
There were a few distracting problems. The rocks and twigs under me
hurt.  Annie was twisted around to avoid hitting some branches on the
tree.  My leg was up over a tree root.  And despite the initial
marvelous sensation, I wasn't getting off and it didn't seem like
Annie was either.  Our fucking, the direct contact between my dick and
her vagina, was getting rougher, and it actually hurt to be doing
this.  My head banged against the ground, and  that really hurt!

So I said, "Stop.  Let me lick you again."

That seemed like a safe way to change what we were doing without
saying that she or I didn't know what to do.  I don't think that I had
any amazing instincts which let me know how to move to have a good
fuck, and it didn't seem like Annie did either.  I didn't want to
disappoint her.  The books didn't say exactly how you did the moves,
just what parts went in where.  I guess we were supposed to figure out
the rest with practice.

We moved around, this time with Annie laying down with both jackets
and my clothes under us,  her shirt under her head.  She rolled over
onto her side a bit and I went back between her legs,  licking her
pussy again.  It tasted a little different this time.  I didn't know
what it was but it made me feel good to taste and smell her.
Especially to taste her, feeling her move beneath my lips.  She did
try to stay still but pushed up against me as if she wanted to put her
pussy inside my mouth, or at least the middle part which stuck up
there.  I didn't doubt that I was doing something right in how I was
licking her and tasting her and I hoped it was as good as how she had
made me feel.

While I was doing this and enjoying it, a realization hit me.  Virgin
girls have a hymen and, when they first fuck, the dick hits that,
breaks it, and they bleed.  But I  hadn't noticed any blood.  My dick
had gone straight into her, no resistance at all.  And I didn't know
any boy at school who had been close enough to Annie to have an
opportunity such as I was now having.  Somehow, that shocked me, that
Annie might have done this before.  Why, I don't know, but I slowed my
licking, lost in  thought as who might have touched her like this
before.

Annie noticed that I wasn't paying much attention to her, and had
actually stopped licking for a few seconds.  She said, "What's up!
Please lick me up!" Almost desperately, a tone of longing in her
voice.  I recognized it, as I had some of the same feelings myself
since I had not come yet.  But the question of her virginity still
bothered me.

I could have resisted doing this, maybe not given in to my impulse of
curiosity.  But it was hard to avoid the question in my mind, and
still deal with Annie.  So I said, "I know that girls have a hymen 
you know, the thing that stops a dick from getting inside them.  When
you lose that, you aren't a virgin.  Girls bleed when they lose it."

Her answer was, "Don't ask me about that now.  Just lick me.  Please!"

"I need to know.  Tell me, or I won't do it!" I demanded.  I wasn't
really going to stop, I just wanted to know the truth.  I didn't think
that she could have done it before.   I really was a virgin, and I
thought she had to be as well.

She got to her knees, and started getting up.  She said, "It's none of
your business.  Please don't tell anyone!  Let's get dressed and go
home.  Promise that you won't say anything to anyone?"

I didn't really want to stop but it was obviously bothering her, this
subject of virginity.  I didn't exactly know that girls could lose
their hymens without having sex, though I had read about it.  It just
didn't come to mind, for whatever reason.  If she had said that she
was just born like that or had done it herself, I would have accepted
it.  But she didn't.

But I really liked Annie, and I also didn't want this experience to
end.  I had not come yet.  I wasn't sure if Annie had or not. I knew
that girls didn't shoot out come like boys did and, though she had
moaned loudly when I licked her before we fucked, I didn't know if she
had climaxed.  I didn't want her to be disappointed with this
situation and I didn't want to threaten our friendship over this
sudden leap into sex.

So I put my hand over my heart, and I said, "I swear allegiance, that
I will not tell anyone about what we've done here."  I added, "I won't
tell about that other thing, when we had intercourse."  I was trying
to be serious, so I didn't want to say "fuck," even though Annie had
used the word.

I moved over by her, as she stood there thinking.  I said, "I'd like
to make you feel really nice. Please, let me make you come?"

"Come?  Does that mean orgasm?"

"Yes, that's what I mean.  I want you to feel happy.  I like you a
lot, Annie."

"You already did that when you licked my pussy.  Do you want to do it
again?"

"Sure.  I won't ask about hymens any more either."

Annie smiled, and lay back down to let me continue touching and
kissing her naked body.

I kissed her on the lips, holding her as we lay naked against each
other.  We spent a few minutes doing that.  I kissed her on her neck,
and licked all around her neck and down her chest.  I stopped at each
nipple and kissed it, and licked it, rolling it around my tongue. I
knew nipples were sensitive, but neither of my siblings could take
much contact there without laughing from the tickling sensations.
Annie seemed to like it, and the feel of her hard nipple in my mouth,
sucking on it lightly, not hard, brought a sense of tenderness and
love rushing into me.  I don't know why that happened, but she sighed
with pleasure, and I kept playing with her chest, licking her nipples.
Her breasts weren't much bigger than mine, but I still stroked them,
and lower on her abdomen, as I kissed each nipple, switching back and
forth.

 I continued my kisses down her belly, then licked her navel.  She
started laughing, saying, "Stop that!"

I asked, "Do you want me to stop licking, or just move down?", and
laughed myself.  I knew that tickled, even though I had worked on not
being ticklish myself.

I didn't wait for an answer.  I kissed her pubic mound, barely
noticing the light hairs there.  Then, I licked up and down her pussy
like I had before.

Annie put her hands against the tree trunk, arching her back as she
stretched, spreading her legs wider.  I had to drop further down to
get at her pussy, almost laying on the ground, with my dick
fortunately resting on my jacket.  I was licking up and down, from the
top of her naked pubes almost to her anus.  It didn't taste bad to me
and I didn't notice exactly where I was kissing.  Annie seemed very
excited by what I was doing, but even so, she put her hand on her
pussy, and rubbed her clit as I licked below that. I kept my eyes
open, watching her finger wiggle her soft pussy center back and forth
like a rubber band.  Her fingers did bump my nose but I didn't
complain.  My tongue was in her opening, and I pressed it inside as
deep as I could, licking it all around as if it were candy.  It wasn't
sweet, but suddenly, it tasted delicious.  Any thoughts that there was
anything bad in the flavor of pussy were gone completely.  It wasn't
the same as the flavor of a boy but it was at least as good, if not
better.

We continued doing this for quite some time, until she started to
shake, and said, "Wow! That was intense!"  Annie lay back, and I
licked her.  She then said "Softly, just go slow, please."

I did that, again for what seemed like a long time.  I could have
asked if she'd had an orgasm, but I was so sure of it I didn't feel
the need.  Boys shoot come, obviously enough that it is hard to miss.
Not so in girls, but the wetness, the moans, the taste, all were very
nice things and I was glad that Annie had enjoyed it.  Her whole body
had shook, and that was more than I noticed when I came.  I wondered
what it felt like, for a girl.

Then she said, "Stop.  It is your turn now.  Lay down please."  Annie
was always polite. I was too, and so were my friends, saying please
and thank you.  It felt a little funny, hearing her ask me so politely
to do things while we were having sex.  I almost laughed, and did
smile.

Then I said, in surprise as it finally hit me, "We're having sex!"

"Sure, of course we are," Annie replied, laughing.

"I didn't mean to do it!"

"Me neither.  Oh, I mean, I just wanted to play with you, that's all."

"Me too.  I like you, you know," I told Annie.

"Well, lay back down, I want to make you feel nice like you did for
me, OK?"

I lay back, trying to find a comfortable position for us next to the
tree.  I wasn't laying completely flat, more like laying against the
tree, with my legs apart.  My dick was very hard now and Annie licked
it up and down, much as I had done to her.  She even licked my balls
and I said, "That feels awesome.  Don't stop!"

She took that to mean that she should suck on my balls, and changed
from simply licking them, to pulling each one inside her mouth.  It
was almost painful, the sensation of her tongue and teeth against
them.  But I got even harder, and felt like I was going to burst.  It
was excruciating pleasure, her tongue swirling around my sensitive
balls, teeth pressing against them, but gently, not enough to break
the skin or hurt.  She'd licked them earlier but this time the contact
was more intense, almost too much to take.  But I didn't want to tell
her to stop.

Annie started running her tongue up my dick, then licked around the
top like a lollipop. My balls were safe, but this new touch on this
most sensitive area brought me almost to orgasm.  I wanted to come but
Annie either didn't know that, or wanted to keep going.

She licked down the top of the shaft, kissing it, then went  up my
pubes toward my belly, and sucked hard at my navel.  I tried not to
laugh, though it tickled some and I did giggle a little.  I had some
practice resisting tickling, and used my meditation mantra to try to
keep calm.  It worked, long enough to make Annie ask, "Aren't you
going to ask me to stop?"

"This is a lot of fun.  Keep doing it, please."

So she did, for a while.  Then her kisses headed downward again.  She
sucked the whole head of my dick into her mouth, and held it there.
Her teeth hit it from time to time, but though it was a little
painful, I really wanted to hit my climax. It mostly felt good, and
when she changed to licking up and down, tip to balls, it was great.
She did this for a very long time.  It was immensely pleasurable.

But I didn't come.  I'd heard some people on the street, maybe other
kids, and it made me nervous.   Up to this point, I'd blocked out
everything but Annie and me, as if there was nothing else in the
world.  The cold, too, though it was actually warm for late winter, it
was chilly without clothes on.  I didn't want to be caught doing this.
Naked with a girl was one thing, having sex, getting a blow job, that
would be something else.  Too embarrassing for words!

I didn't think that they'd come up and find us, but it distracted me.
Not enough that I didn't stay hard, but enough that I simply couldn't
relax enough to finish.  I didn't want to disappoint Annie, since she
had come twice for me.  There was also my own desire for satisfaction.
 I needed to come.  I felt the pressure inside me to release semen,
and knew that would be painful if I ignored it.  There was something
else, too, the pure rush of lust, to feel the glorious pleasure of
orgasm, not just the lovely sensations her lips, teeth, fingers and
tongue were giving me.  And I wanted to share that with her, to have
her hold me as I came, as I'd done with her.

Once distracted, it was hard to concentrate on what was happening.  I
really wanted to pay more attention, but my mind wandered.  I realized
we had been here quite some time, and that my mom, and maybe hers,
might wonder where we were.  I thought about what I might tell Sherry
when I saw her tomorrow.  I suddenly realized that she would be sure
to ask what happened with Annie and me.  I don't remember ever lying
to Sherry or Maureen about anything serious, and this was certainly
something serious.

Annie noticed that I was just lying there, not saying anything.  She
had been happy, licking my dick, slurping it like an ice cream cone,
and enjoying herself much as I had when I was licking her.  I was
surprised by just how much I enjoyed the feeling and taste of licking
her pussy.  The books were right about the joys of oral sex.  Annie
stopped for a moment, and her lips left my body alone for a few
seconds.

I said, "I need to move around a bit.  Let's get up, and kiss again."

We stood up, and again kissed intensely, with our sex organs touching,
my wet dick and balls rubbing against her wet pussy.  This felt
extremely nice, and I was happy to keep doing this.  Annie's mouth
tasted a little bit like Jack's dick now, or my fingers when I rubbed
myself a lot.  I liked smelling or tasting them, and I loved tasting
her as we kissed.  Annie stopped kissing me, and asked, "Are you
ready?  I have to get home soon, I'm sorry."

Just kissing would have been OK, but I really did want to do more than
that.  Even though it was Friday, we still had to be home for supper
and things like that.  I'd been close to coming so all I needed was to
relax enough to get back to that point, to ignore the worries which
hit me.  Kissing had relaxed me in that way, and I was hard and ready
for Annie to help make me come.

"OK.  I have an idea.  Let me lay down, and tell you what to do."

So I lay back again, and told Annie, "Get down, and lick my balls
again."

She did that, and I grabbed my dick in my hand, and pumped it up and
down.  Her lips were like warm fire there.  She pulled one, then the
other into her mouth, gently,  brushing her lips, tongue, and teeth
against them, stimulating me intensely.  My dick was still wet,
despite the cool air around us, and it made my fingers slide easily
across my shaft.  I was familiar with this kind of touching, making it
easy to bring myself to the boiling point.  But Annie's oral activity
made it more intense than anything I'd ever done by myself.

It only took a few seconds, and I felt my climax coming.  I told
Annie, "It is going to come soon."

She surprised me by letting go of my balls and moving her lips to the
tip of my cock, as  she grasped the base of it.  She pushed my fingers
out of the way, so I dropped them down to the base, holding her hand
as I came. Annie put her mouth on the top of my dick, and tried to
swallow my come.  A lot leaked out, but I was very surprised when she
licked her lips and said, "That tastes nice."  She was smiling,
looking so happy to have done this thing for me.  I felt wonderful
too, as her lips around my dick made my orgasm seem even better than
ever.

I had tasted mine and my brother's come but, though it wasn't horrible
to taste, I didn't think that it was nice.  But Annie licking my dick
after I came felt really great, and I was ecstatic.  She lay on top of
me and kissed me again, giving me another taste of my come as well.
This time, it didn't seem so bad to me. It tasted sweet, a bit tart
and salty too, and it felt nice to kiss with our tongues again.  I
didn't even think for a moment that there was anything odd about what
we were doing now, or what we'd done.  It felt so good, that there was
no way that it could be a bad thing to do.

She then got up, and said, "I need to go home now.  I'll see you
Monday."

I asked, "Maybe you can get together with Sherry, Maureen and me
tomorrow?"

"No, I can't.  Sorry."

"I don't know what I'll tell them about today.  You know, I really
like Sherry a lot, and it is hard for me to keep secrets from her."

"You can't tell anyone about this!  Please?"

"I promised Sherry that I would tell her.  She wouldn't tell anyone
else."

Now, I hadn't exactly promised, but I did say I would tell her about
any kissing I did.  And it felt like a promise to me. On top of that,
though I really liked Annie, it was really Sherry that I wanted to be
having sex with.  This sudden relationship with Annie was confusing
me.  I wanted time to think about this.  I felt so happy having sex
with Annie that during it I could barely think about anything, or
anyone, else.

"What about Maureen?"

"She wouldn't tell anyone either.  We've kept lots of secrets that no
one else knows.  They are my best friends, counting girls."

"How about this deal: You can tell Sherry and Maureen, but you must
get naked in front of them before you do it.  If you really trust
them, you can do that.  OK?" Now, that was a thought.  All I had to do
was tell Sherry that I had to get naked in order to tell her what
happened with Annie, because I had promised Annie to do that, and my
two promises would be safe.  In all our time playing together, we had
never played any kind of sex game, not even spin the bottle, or truth
or dare.  Hugging and kissing wasn't a game we played, it was
something we did because we liked each other and it felt nice.

"OK ... but you must ask me to promise not to tell unless I get naked
in front of them first."

"Why?"

"So I can tell them that I made a promise.  I wouldn't lie to Sherry."

"OK ... promise that you will get naked with Sherry and Maureen before
you tell them anything.  And also, make them promise not to tell
anyone else.  Oh, and promise not to tell anyone about my 'virginity'
problem, OK?"

"Sure, yes, fine ... I promise.  Thanks, this was an amazing day."

"It was a lot of fun.  I have to get going."

"I'm glad we did this, even if we didn't mean to.  What exactly did
you mean, though?"

"By what?" Annie asked me.

"By only playing with me."

"Oh, uh, I mean, I thought about things like this, but . . .   I don't
know, just kissing, taking our clothes off, touching a little.  But
our kisses were, you know, all over.  When you kissed my pussy . . . "

Annie stood quietly, then I said suddenly, interrupting whatever she
was about to say or think, "I really have to get home, or I'll get in
trouble, OK?"

Annie got dressed quickly.  It didn't take much time at all, since she
just pulled her pants up over her shoes, put her shirt on, and ran
off.   I watched her, still amazed at thoughts of her lovely nakedness
in front of me.  Our kisses and licking left us pretty dry, no stains
or wetness on her clothes. Her hot pants, even from behind, looked
great to me.

I took a little longer getting dressed, lying on the ground naked for
a while, just feeling wonderful.  I was very happy, ecstatic.

I skipped home.  I hadn't done that in a long time, the kind of
running, hopping walk that kids do when very young.  I even sang Donny
Osmond's  "Puppy Love" as I went along, for a bit.  There wasn't
anyone around to complain and kids get away with stuff that adults
couldn't do anyway. I wasn't sure I was in love but the song was about
something close to what I had just experienced.

When I got home, my mom yelled at me for being late.  I didn't care,
and told her that.  Then  she threatened to ground me.  I said that I
was with a friend, playing outside, and just didn't realize the time.
Which was true, except that I didn't dare mention how I was playing.
I didn't want to be grounded because that would mean that getting
together with Sherry and Maureen at the lake would be off.  I
apologized, and mom relented.

To say I was happy would be a tremendous understatement.  I'd had real
sex, with a girl my age.  A girl that I liked, even though it wasn't
the one I liked best.  But we both enjoyed it and I really wanted to
do it again.  I hoped that I could find a way to get to do it with
Sherry.  But with Maureen always around, I didn't see how I could find
a private place to ask her.  I could have just asked Sherry with
Maureen around.  Or even offered to have sex with both of them.  I
liked Maureen a lot too.  She was pretty, maybe even prettier than
Sherry, with her red hair and freckles.  Having sex with both of them
made an interesting fantasy for me to go to sleep with.  I could
barely sleep and jacked off twice, staying up quite late, unable to
relax that night.  I went back over my time with Annie and kept
imagining doing the same sorts of things with the other two girls.
Remembering everything  like this in my life, concentrating on it like
I'd never done before.

I just didn't think that I could arrange for my fantasy to happen.  I
wasn't sure how Sherry would take it when I said that I'd have to get
naked in order to tell her what happened with Annie and me.   Telling
her that I had made that promise would raise more questions. I hoped
that I could manage to just get off with swimming in the lake and
laying in the sun.  With a lot of people around at the beach, I
figured that I could avoid explaining what had happened.

I knew about the idea of cheating, and unfaithfulness.  But Sherry and
I weren't really going out so cheating wasn't truly involved.  And
Sherry had just about told me to kiss Annie, if the opportunity came
up.  When I woke up the next morning, it was from a nightmare of
Sherry running me over with a lawnmower (I had seen a horror movie
where that happened to one of the victims).  I started to worry about
what would happen when we got together this morning.  I even thought
of telling her that I couldn't go.  But I couldn't figure out a way to
easily do so without lying.  If I had let mom ground me, I would have
been safe.

After breakfast, Sherry called me up.  She said, "My mom is taking me
shopping for some stuff, and to visit relatives, so we can't get
together.  We could do it tomorrow, if that is OK?"

Hearing her voice, I did want to see her.  And with the weather
turning nice, swimming would be a lot of fun. So I told her, "Yes,
that will be great.  I'll get there early, so we'll have all day."
Our first warm swimming day would be great, and I really didn't want
to miss out on that, just because of what happened with Annie.

If only I could avoid explaining what happened between me and Annie.
I liked Annie.  Maybe even loved her.  I was very confused, because
I'd been in love with Sherry and Maureen since 2nd grade.  Oh, I'd
thought of it as just Sherry for a long time, but this year both had
kissed me, and the only reason I didn't say that Maureen was my
girlfriend was because if you had to pick just one, Sherry had to be
it.  But Maureen was almost as close, and what Annie had done with me,
that was, well, better than just kissing.  I thought that, really.  I
had a hard time saying just how amazing it was to myself because I
didn't want to think that Annie was a better girlfriend than Sherry or
Maureen just because we'd had sex.

Having a whole day stuck at home, playing with my family, gave me more
time to think.  Was I in love with Annie?  Off by myself, away from
the house in our secret fort, I said out loud, "I love Annie!"

Ok, that felt right.  It felt good, too.  It wasn't just a sex thing,
I really did like her.  Then I tried, "I love Maureen!"

That worked too.  It felt about as good.  I hadn't had sex with her,
so this feeling wasn't just a result of sex.  What about Sherry?  I
tried out her name too. That one felt best, and I had told her that I
loved her before this, so I wasn't surprised. I was still confused,
and wished that there was someone safe to talk to about this
situation.  I couldn't break my promise to Annie, and I was worried
that if my parents found out, or hers, or our friends, that we'd be in
really big trouble.

But I wanted to see Annie again, and have sex with her again. She
wasn't home.  I'd stopped at her house, even though I knew she had
family plans this weekend. Horny wasn't the right word for how I was
feeling.  "Twitter-pated, that's what I am!", I yelled.  Just like
Bambi, in the movie.  Except that it wasn't just one girl that had my
heart racing, and the books I read didn't cover the situation of a
very non-adult boy having his first sexual experience with one  girl,
while being more in love with another.  If there was a time when I
needed someone to ask about these things, this was it.  But I was
afraid to bring this up with my parents, or  even my siblings.  My
brother wasn't ready for romance, as such, though he did think it was
OK to play with girls, and even play naked with them.

I ended up lying awake Saturday night too.  I spent more time thinking
about how I felt than jacking off, though I did manage to do that once
too.  I dreamed of Annie, Maureen, and Sherry, and other girls at
school, the girl I met on the beach last year, and felt very nice when
I woke up.  I wasn't afraid now, trusting that somehow, whatever
happened with my best friends would work out OK.

I still didn't know for sure what I was going to tell Sherry and
Maureen.  But I got my swimsuit, put it on under my clothes like
underwear as I usually did when we went swimming and, after breakfast,
headed out to Sherry's house.  It was a bright, sunny day, and still
warm, though it would be cooler at the lake. I planned on just having
fun with my friends, putting off the topic of sex with Annie until I
could see Annie again, and have a chance to talk with her about why we
did it, and ask her if she loved me too.



                                                    
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