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She was 16 years old, and I was 15. Although we both went to the same high school we were only casual friends, sometimes walking to the bus stop together, or chatting in the yard. I would consider Linda above average in attractiveness, not a real beauty yet a head turner. She stood about five foot, 7 inches and had shoulder length brunette hair. She still had a lanky, boyish figure, with no pronounced hips or waist but her breasts were quite nicely developed. From what I could tell, under her sweaters, they appeared to be orange sized C-cups. Here is the story of my first experience with sex when I was in high school. I remember it was late morning, on Good Friday and school was not in session. All of our parents were at work. I was fiddling with something in my yard when I saw Linda in hers. I was in cutoffs and a tee shirt, and she was in cutoffs and a tight halter top. She started to walk over to me. As she did, I noticed she wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts jiggled as she walked, and two small nipples were straining at the fabric of the halter. Her cutoffs were so short and snug, not only did they make her legs appear long and sexy, but the fabric dug so tightly into her crotch, that the lips and crease of her womanhood were clearly outlined. I had never seen her like this. As she came over to my yard she started the conversation. "What are you doing, Jim?" she asked. "Oh nothing." I said. "I'm just kind of bored." "Me too." she said. "Would you like to hang out?" That was a no brainer. "OK." I said. "Where to?" I asked. "Follow me." replied Linda. She led me over to her house, into the attached two- story garage. Once there she pulled on a rope hanging from the ceiling which revealed a set of fold-down stairs. Linda led me up the stairs, up to what was one large room, partially finished. It had a desk, a table and some chairs, and an old overstuffed couch. In one corner was a record player with a stack of LP's on the floor. On the walls were Rock and Movie Star Posters. Scattered throughout the space were stuffed animals, movie star magazines, old toys and a wide assortment of stuff indicating this belonged to a teen girl. "What is this place?" I asked. "Oh, it's my play room." Linda answered. "My parents made it for me when I was little, since there's not a lot of space in the house. I use it now as a place to study, read and just chill out." "Wow, this is great." I said. "Make yourself at home." Linda said as she went over and put on some music. I took a stack of magazines, sat on the couch, and started thumbing through them. She sat next to me holding an old jewelry box, sorting through the contents and untangling the various chains. As we were doing this we talked. We talked about school, friends, our parents, TV, music and all the other things teens generally talk about. After a while of this there was a lull in the conversation. "Well there's one thing we haven't talked about yet Jim." Linda said. "What's that? I asked. "Sex!" answered Linda quickly back. "Um sex, what do you want to talk about?" I replied nervously. I had not yet started dating, had not really been with any girls, and really didn't know much about sex, just what I leaned in sex-ed class and from my friends. "Well, do you have a girlfriend?" she asked. "No, I have just started dating. I'm a little nervous around girls. I tried to make out but I didn't know what to do. I did a little kissing but didn't know what else to do to make her feel good." I said. "Oh my, we have our afternoon cut out for us then." she said. With that Linda set down the box, and turned facing me on the couch, sitting on her ankles, cross legged. The fabric in her shorts pulled even tighter across her crotch. He could feel his penis getting hard. Luckily it was constrained by his shorts and he suspected Linda would not notice. It was going to be hard concentrating on anything she had to say. "Well let's start with the basics." Linda said. "You do know about baseball don't you?" "Of course, I play it all the time." I said. "No silly, not that baseball, the bases of sex baseball." she said. "You know getting to the bases - First Base meaning making out, Second Base feeling a girl above, Third Base feeling below, and Home Plate meaning going all the way." "I guess I've only got to first base then," I said. "Well let's see how you did. Kiss me." she said. With that I leaned over, placed my lips on hers, and gave it my best shot. Pulling away, she said, "Not bad, but in order to get to other bases your kisses need to turn the girl on. They need to be passionate." "How do I do that?' I asked. "You need to do open mouth or French Kissing, where you put your tongue into her mouth and draw her into yours." Linda answered. "Here I'll show you." This time she put her arms around me, and put her mouth over mine. Then she opened wide, forcing my mouth open with it. We stayed this way for a while, grinding our mouths against each other then I felt her tongue, first lightly flicking the tip of mine, then plunging deep into my mouth and swirling around. She then withdrew her tongue, grabbed my tongue with her lips, and sucked it far into her mouth, repeating the swirling motion. As we held our mouths together, our breathing became deeper and heavier. I don't know if she was getting turned on, but I sure was. "Now, do you think you can do that, take the lead and be aggressive when you are kissing a girl?" she asked. "Yea, I think a got it," I said, "now how about second base?" "Well that's starting to get a little more intimate." she said, "I can show you, as long as you take it as instructional, not personal. It's just me showing you as a new friend." "Of course." I said. "Well as I said before," she said, "getting to Second Base means feeling a girl above, on her breasts. While making out, you start by feeling her breasts over her clothing. If she does not push away, you then go under her blouse but on top of her bra, if she is wearing one. If that is successful, you then cup the breasts under her bra by either pushing your hands under the cups or removing the bra completely, using the clasp on either the front or back." She continued, "Once you are at the bare breast, concentrate on the nipples. You need to stimulate them between your thumb and index finger. Do this by rubbing and squeezing them gently, not too hard. If she doesn't object, you may also use your mouth to suck the nipples to attention. If you do it right, the nipples will expand outward and become erect. This means she is turned on and maybe even ready for Third Base. OK lets practice." With that, they threw their arms around each other and began to make out. Taking the lead, I opened my mouth, forcing her mouth open with mine, just as she taught me. After plunging my tongue into her mouth, I sucked her tongue then into mine. Her slight moans and the relaxation I felt in her body, reassured me I was doing it right. I was now ready to try for Second Base. As we were making out, I reached out over her halter top, and placed a hand on each breast. I began lightly rubbing and squeezing. I couldn't believe how soft and firm her breasts were. The feeling was better than I could have ever imagined. As I was doing this, my fingers wandered over her nipples. As I rubbed gently, I could feel them start to expand. I then moved my hands under the halter, lifted upward and released those magnificent breasts from their confines. I momentarily moved my hands, pulled back my head, and took in the sight of the first pair of real breasts I had ever seen. They were better than I had ever imagined! "Do you like what you see?" she asked. "Oh yes, very much." I replied. My erection was growing, and was getting painful, straining against the denim shorts. Finally I went back to fondling. After squeezing my hands around each breast, I remembered what Linda said and went for the nipples again. Taking each between my thumb and index finger, I rolled them gently until I noticed them start to expand. They expanded enough so that I could get my mouth onto them easily and sucked each nipple to even greater lengths. "Wow, you're a fast learner." Linda sighed, as she moved away and pulled her halter top back down over her breasts. "I have a good teacher," I said. "Well they also say, there's nothing as good as self- learning." she said. "Let's see if you can figure out getting to Third Base, on your own." "Are you sure?" I said. "Does anything go?" "Almost anything!" she answered. "Almost anything!" "Let's start where we left off?" I said. With that, I again took her in my arms, and we continued our wet, deep kisses. My hand again went over to her halter but this time I lifted it completely off her body. She surprised me by lifting my tee shirt off and pressing those breasts against my chest. I loved the feeling of this. Debating what to do next, I reached down to the crotch of her cutoffs, and started to rub. As I did this, she began spreading her legs and moving her pelvis upward. This area was beginning to feel hot and damp. As I rubbed faster, she rocked back to forth matching my rhythm. I then reached up, unsnapped her cutoffs, and slid down the zipper. As I did this she raised her butt off the couch which allowed me to pull them completely off. When she did this I knew I was on the right track. I peeked down and saw that she was wearing a pair of tiny, white cotton, bikini panties. The crotch area was so wet, it was almost completely transparent, revealing a set of plush pussy lips outlining a wet slit and dark matted public hairs. I placed my finger onto her slit and rubbed it up and down. I noticed a hard nub at the top of her folds which I knew from sex-ed class was her clitoris. I rubbed this in a circular motion thru the wet cotton. She continued rocking her pelvis and her breathing really began to get heavy. I then pushed the crotch of her panties off to one side, allowing me an unobstructed view of my first pussy. As I said earlier, her lips were extremely plush. There was a nice coating of moisture inside her slit and a full layer of dark, soft pubic hair which was matted down due to the wetness. Without her panty covering up, her clitoris was more clearly visible - hard, pink and sticking out nicely. There was also a strong, sweet, aroma, emulating from her pussy, making me light headed. I couldn't help but reach back down and rub up and down the slit and all around the clitoris. I even reached inside her folds with my thumb so I could feel the smoothness of her insides. As I was doing this, she again lifted her butt, and slipped the panties completely off. Linda then opened her mouth but just one word would come out. "More," was all she could say. With that, I placed my middle finger at the entrance of her pussy and pushed inward. Being so moist, it went in, easily, with no obstructions, to the hilt. At this, I had to stop for a moment. "Can I ask you a question, Linda?" I said. "I didn't feel a hymen down there. Does that mean you're not a virgin?" "Yes, I'm still a virgin." she answered. "There are many ways a girl can lose her hymen - tampons, toys, horseback riding. I'm still a virgin, and intend to remain that way for a while. That means no Home Plate today. Sorry to disappoint but hey, we haven't finished Third Base yet." I decided to get back to business. As I continued to push my finger in and out of her pussy, Linda went from sitting to laying on the couch, spreading her legs now as wide as they could go. I shifted over her and continued stroking in and out with the middle finger of my right hand. The softness and silkiness of the inside of her pussy was unlike anything I had ever felt. With my left hand, I reached up to her clitoris. Taking it between my thumb and index finger, I rolled it back in forth in a circular motion. This seemed to really get her going. Her hips were rocking and moans were coming from deep within her lungs. Suddenly, I had an idea. I let go of her clitoris with my fingers and replaced it with my mouth. All of a sudden, she stopped and sat up. "Stop Jim." she said. I'm not ready to get into anything oral today. "Isn't that part of Third Base?" I asked. "Well that has always been kind of a gray area," Linda said. "I've always thought of oral sex to be closer to Home Plate." Maybe we can explore this another day. Meanwhile there is one more thing I can teach you that will really drive a girl wild. It's called massaging her G-Spot. To do this, you turn the palm of your hand upward, stick out your middle and index fingers, insert them into the pussy and reach as far forward, towards the top as possible and if you can feel a fleshy spot, rub it fast and firmly. OK, let's try that." Linda lay back down spreading her legs again. I inserted my fingers as instructed. After some deep probing, I found the fleshy spot she was talking about. I began a slow then faster in and out "fingering" of her pussy, massaging the fleshy spot on each inward probe. I also returned my other fingers to her clitoris, which was now about erect as my penis felt. In and out, in and out, faster, faster! The combination of this was all she could take. Her pelvis began bucking, her moans turned to screams, and her pussy convulsed and then clamped onto my fingers like a velvet vice. As her pussy relaxed, a small flood of liquid moistened my fingers and flowed onto the couch. Again I smelled her pungent/sweet aroma. "That's how you turn on a girl." said Linda breathlessly. "You should have no problem with girls, Jim." "That was helpful, and sure was fun too," I said, "but this has left me with a bit of a problem." "What is that?" Linda said. I just looked down to my crotch at the outline of my giant erection in my cut offs. "Oh, that is a problem." Linda said. "But when we started, I explained that this was an to be an educational session, not anything else." "Well then educate this big boy," I said, as I pulled down my cutoffs and underwear exposing my seven inch hard-on in front of her face. "Wow." said Linda. She reached out and grabbed hold of my shaft with one hand and began stroking it back and forth with long slow strokes. She spit in her other hand, reached for the head of my cock, and began caressing and lubricating it at the same time. She was surprised such a young boy had such a well-endowed penis. She then put both hands round his shaft and began pumping with deep, yet ever quickening strokes. As the pace grew faster and faster, I could no longer hold out. Glob after glob of thick, white, hot cum shot from my penis onto Linda's still bare chest, coating her breasts and nipples. "All right then," Linda said as she rubbed my semen onto her breasts and skin. "I guess that completes our education for today." "What a great way to spend a boring day," she said. "And I'm so glad I am getting to know you." she said, as she cleaned herself off with some paper towels she had. "Be confident about dating, you proved you will do great. Give me a report and let me know how these lessons work for you. Maybe you can come back sometime and we can explore that gray area between Third Base and Home Plate where we left off." she said. With that, they put on their clothes, proceeded down the stairs, and raised the staircase back into the ceiling. After a quick hug, they went their separate ways, only to meet in the future for some even "higher" education. But those are stories for another time... That day was life changing. Linda found a cure for boredom and I never looked at baseball the same again. THE END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 73