("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2008. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- My First Steady Girlfriend by Stefanwolf (address withheld) *** I was 12 and Cheryl was almost a year younger. I was in our garage when she appeared in the doorway. That day we had our first sexual experience. (bg, youths, mast, 1st) *** Her name was Cheryl. She was almost a year younger than I. I had grown almosst 4 full inches taller in as many months and at 12 I felt for the first time older than I really was. She was one of three friends in my 6th grade class, girls who for some strange reason, singled me out from all the other boys. They insisted on me playing tag in the school yard or other games with them and I did to the ribbing of my friends who thought it beneath them to play games with the girls at school. Now outside the school that was different, it seemed like that was all they talked about, and would follow the girls around like puppies. Cheryl's family and ours had been close for years. So we had slept at each others houses when the parents would get together, and would spend time at each others house when a mother would take time out from her kids. I was supposed to play with her brother but he was difficult being 4 years younger. It seemed to me I was watching Cheryl more and moreas she, my sister and I played together. (And I found out later she knew that) I would see her soft light brown hair brush to one side as she would bend down to move a game piece or turn a page. Her light cotton blouse would fall just so I could see the swell of her budding breasts. When she handed me the dice or a card I would feel the electricity jump between us. Once in a while when my sister was looking away I would shift so Cheryl could see the rise in my jeans. Her smile was intoxicating. For someone who had little to drink at that time, i knew this is how tipsy must feel, woosy, light headed, giddy as I tried to concetrate. One day in early summer, I had gone out to our garage to fix the chain on my bike. The earth floor was cool and the breeze always seemed to be cooler there. It was quiet and peaceful when she came to the door, the sunlight shimmered thru the light cotton she like to wear and her golden brown hair seemed to capture the sunbeams. She smiled her smile and I knew I was in "love". She knelt beside me on the cool earth floor and asked me if she could watch. She smelled sooo good - like clean, flowers, and woodsy all in one. I had nicked my finger earlier and it had bled a little. She cooed as she saw it, took it to her mouth and I felt her cool lips kiss the cut. Her hand was like silk as she held mine and gently laid them in my lap. I felt the warmth of her hand against the fabric of my jeans as she moved hers still holding mine to rest against my pubescent hard on. It was if we had no choice but to move closer and closer in to each other. I felt her little breasts against my side as I slid my other arm around her and leaned into her. We kissed for the first time. A sweet gentle lips to lips kiss lingering as we tasted each other. I raised her hand from my lap and kissed it as she kissed mine. Then I moved my hand to those breasts I had watched grow from nothing to these sweet gentle mounds. I rested it on one breast and felt her hand fall away to my pants again, this time her fingers lay along my cock (or peter as I would have called it then) with her fingertips touching the bulge of my balls. She pushed her breast against my hand as I pushed my cock to hers. She cooed again almost a sigh, almost a hum, as I noticed my breath seemed to come from some where deeper and her soft breath rustled in my ear. I turned into her and kissed her. As she turned I felt the tips of my fingers slide ever so slightly between the pleat of her blouse, touching the fabric of her bra and the naked skin between her breasts. Her free hand rested on mine and slid my fingers father beneath the fabric as her little breast seemed to strain against the light fabric of her beginner bra. She arched back and I felt her soft hair touch my arm holding her close and my mouth drifted to that soft skin just below the cheek and just above the muscles of her neck, My lips pressed in and I drank in her sweet smell. As she turned into me, my hand slipped under her bra, with my fingertips resting on the areola, soft velvety skin. She turned more and moved her nipple into my fingers. She shuddered, and stiffened as she moaned again. I pressed the little nub between my fingers and pulled it as another finger brushed the top. I guess that was the right thing to do, because she clung to me even harder and I felt her hand move against my now straining cock. She whispered, "That feels so good, and your peter is so hard! I've never felt this way before. Is this making out?" I whispered back, "We've already made it to second base." Another boy wanted to touch me," she said in her sweet little whisper. "But I told him no. I wanted you to be the first." I leaned into her and kissed her with my tongue parting her soft lips as I felt hers meet it. She paused to say "Mmmm, it tingles all over," then took my tongue back into her mouth and hers slipped past my lips as we clung together not all that sure what was happening to our young bodies. As we pulled closer together we shifted and she slid onto my lap facing me. I felt her smooth legs grip my sides as she pulled herself so close I could feel her little titties against my chest and and the puufy mound of her pussy against my jean-encased peter. As our mouths mashed together, I pulled her closer, my hands sliding up her smooth skin under the back of her blouse. Our bodies were matching the movement of our mouths and we found ourselves grinding our sexes into each other. The tip of my peter was straining over the waist of my roebucks and I could feel it touching the bareskin of her belly! I felt my whole body becoming numb as I forced ou,t "Cheryl, I think I'm gonna come!" She was amazing! This little woman-girl reached down between our mashed bodies with a hand and felt the throbbing tip of my cock. I pulled her up so that the now wet crotch of her cotton shorts were against her hand and she reached it out and around me as she and I seemed to melt together! I could feel her little pussy pulsing against me as I heard that sweet moan again as she stiffened and moved against me all at the same time. I lost it and felt myself spurt against her shorts and my belly. She raised up and I felt the spurting tip slide into the hot moist folds of her shorts as she seemed to sit down on it. She grabbed so tight as I felt her body match mine and she hissed out, "Meee tooo!" It felt like we would never stop as we held and moved against each other. I looked at her sweet little face and her sky blue eyes were bleary with tears as she just continued to hold me. I was worried until she smiled under those tears. She sobbed, "It - that - sooo good. I never felt umm..." I whisper-sighed "Me too, never!" "We're sooo messy! But it feels so good against me and you - like we are glued together. I don't want to let go." It's okay," I said. "We can clean up, but I don't want to let go either." I kissed those tender lips again and felt her kiss me back, as we continued to just hold each other tightly. I reached up and gently pulled her head to my neck and felt her warm breath and moist cheek against my t-shirt. With the other hand I slid a rag between us. She raised her face and said, "Is that what it feels like with someone else? I've never done that, come I mean... with my clothes on, just at night or in the tub." I said, "I know that we both came and it felt like it was just us and no clothes. I guess that is what it's like, but I think there is more." "Yes," she said, "I know, I want to feel it in me." "Me too," I replied as I started to try and wipe up the mess. I told her to stay and I went outside the garage and got a beach towel from the line. "Here," I said. "You can kind of wrap this around you and just say you got all sweaty then change upstairs." She laughed, "And I won't be lying, Hehe. 'Cause I am sweaty, you made me that way..." We moved back into the cool shadows of the garage and kissed once more before she left and ran back in. I just dumped some water over me and grabbed another towel and dried off as best I could then tried to act like I was still fixing the bike. But all I could think about was her! END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 56