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I Didn't Mean To Do It! 
by Jeff Zephyr (jeffzeph@hotmail.com) 

***

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!" (mf-
teens, 1st, oral, rom)

***

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. 

END

Copyright by Jeff Zephyr (jeffzeph@hotmail.com) 2001. 

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