Hanabi Explodes

by Koibito

The story is an real account of a first love. It happened over 45 years ago. The names have been changed to protect the naughty. If the depiction of adult/preteen sexual activity offend you, Stop reading now.

My name is Hanabi. Hanabi means "sky flower" or "fireworks" in Japanese. My dad said I was as beautiful as fireworks when I was born and just as explosive. My mother just thought it was a cute name. This is the story of my first love and first sexual experience.

I was a nine year old girl with long black shining hair that touched my bottom. I was 4' 10", a skinny little thing with no fat at all. I, like nearly all 9 year old had a flat chest, except for two quarter sized puffy nipples that stuck out nearly an inch. My skin was a light golden color that was smooth and very soft to the touch.

My little perfectly shaped butt commanded the attention of adult men, women, boys, and girls each wanting a taste, a touch, and much, much more. But everyone who ever saw me said my best feature was my face.

Though far from being and angel, people said I had the face of angel.

It was epitome of innocence and beauty. My baby blue eyes were mesmerizing. If you're not careful I'll capture your soul. Just kidding. But I really do have a great smile. My friends and family all said that no one could be sad after seeing my smile. I had nose so cute you would want Eskimo kisses all day long. Put all together, I had a face so beautiful, it could stop traffic.

My mother always told everyone who would listen to her tale of woe, that I was the horniest girl alive. Her "woe" would turn into what she claimed was her greatest pleasure, but that comes much later. She would say, "That girl even played with herself before she was even born." "I could feel her spread her legs and something move in a quick back and forth motion." "Then, her whole body would suddenly stiffen and shake." Mom continued, "It happened five to six times at day sometimes more and all at the worst possible times."

I had never really looked at a girl sexually before or anyone else for that matter, but when I saw Miss Hart for the first time, it took my breath away. It was love at first sight. She was wearing a white high neck blouse with long sleeves that accentuated her delicate hands. Her slender fingers were tipped with a baby pink and white French manicure. She had an unusual gold necklace with a large curved piece that attached to a thick flat gold chain at each end. The curved piece held an ivory piece that was carved into four white roses outlined in red. Her short light beige shirt had shiny gold button on the right front side The skirt stopped short about five or six inches above the knees and very was extremely form fitting. Her slender and shapely legs were clad in white nylons and her on small feet were high heels that matched her skirt in color. Very little skin was showing, only her hands and face, but her body could clearly be seen by anyone who was looking, and I was definitely looking. I had felt something that I never felt before. I can't describe it. It was not a pain exactly; it was more of a hunger. I could feel it from the pit of my stomach to the back of my throat. I wanted to hug her all the time. I wanted every part of my body to touch every part of her body. My panties would get a little wet everyday just by standing near Miss Hart (the dozens of stained panties in the hamper was now added to my mom's horniest girl ever story).

Miss Hart is just so beautiful. She was young, maybe twenty three or twenty four. Her blonde hair fell to the middle of her back in beautiful French braid. She was at least 5' 9" which was tall to me.

Her arms and legs were thin with delicate lines. Her chest ... her boobies (that's what my big brother calls them) are big, round, and perfect. Her stomach is flat. Her hips and bottom just made to be touched, fondled, and kissed. Her long neck is one my favorite things about her. When she hugs you, it's like your face fit perfectly in that space. When you're lucky enough to find yourself in that space, you can smell what heaven must smell like. Each time she looked at me with those brilliant blues eyes, the world would just fade away and I was lost in her eyes. Her radiant white smile made me grin from ear to ear and make my heart pound so fast and hard I thought it would burst.

My mother Jacqueline who still is prone to exaggeration about my sexual proclivities and the frequency of those said activities. On this occasion, she was right, I was the horniest girl in the world.

At the moment, Miss Hart, the prettiest third grade teacher at Plymouth Elementary School, was helping my best friend Sarah with a math problem. Her beautiful bottom was just three inches from my face.

I started to feel a serious itch between my legs so I rubbed my legs together to stop the itch, but the more I rubbed the worst my condition got. Before long I started to feel wet and squishy in my panties. So before peed myself I asked Miss Hart if could use the lavatory. I hurried to door of the classroom, but as soon as I closed the door, I ran to the nearest girl's room. I pushed through the heavy door and quickly shut myself in the stall at the very en. I quickly grabbed the hem of my pink and burgundy plaid uniform jumper and pulled it over my head and hung it on the coat hook on the door. I slid my panties down my legs and off at the speed of light. I sat on the toilet wearing only my white uniform shirt, my white with pink and red lace socks, and my Mary Jane's. I needed my hands free, so without thinking I put my panties in my mouth. I lifted my shirt up and held it there under my chin. I slid both my hands down my slim smooth tan body and down to my gleaming wet sex. I had never touched myself with hands or fingers before today. Today it demanded my direct attention.

As long as could remember, I rubbed myself on things. I rubbed myself on my bottle, rattle, crib, stuffed animals, toys, books, chairs, tables, mommy, daddy, and even our cat,"Fluffy." Fluffy really didn't appreciate it at all, but he didn't scratch me or anything. It all felt really good, but it always seems to be lacking something important. It was like a good story that didn't have an ending.

Today, I was hoping, no I needed something more. My hand was trembling as I slowly slid my index finger into my wet folds. Just as I was about to experience my very first orgasm, two girls came into bathroom laughing and giggling. I let slip a load moan and gasp. I recognized the voices to belong to two prettiest fifth graders in our school, Macy and Jenna. The worst of all things that could happen happened next. They had heard me and now they were looking for whoever made the sounds of sex. I jumped up and threw my jumper over my head and hit the door running. Macy and Jenna were checking the stalls looking for the suspicious sounds they had heard. I almost made it out unseen, but Jenna just caught sight of me as exited the girl's room.

I heard her call out.

"HANABI!!!"

Just as I opened the door to my classroom, realized I still had my panties in my mouth. I think I was able put them in my pocket before any one saw them, but I then saw Miss Hart smiling brightly at me as went back to my desk. Did she see? If she saw I would just die of embarrassment. It was the one and only I ever wanted Miss Hart to not notice me. As I sat down, I thought to myself, "Once again so close."

I nearly screamed out loud when I realized I was not wearing any panties.

As I picked up pencil to put it in my mouth, I finally noticed strange taste in my mouth. "Then it hit me, it was the taste of my panties, or more accurately it was the taste of me. Was it pee I tasted, I didn't really know, but it was very exciting and naughty. And do you know what? I love how I taste!

Miss Hart is everybody's favorite. I can only wish that I was her favorite. Even Sarah likes Miss Hart, like I do. So, before school, at recess, lunch, and after school every day, Sarah and I always offered to help Miss Hart in the classroom. She always lets us help her with stuff like grading papers or putting up stuff on the bulletin boards. She always thanks us with some candy and a hug. Lately, the hugs with me seemed longer, closer, and with a kiss on the cheek. It was like I had died and gone to heaven. Not only was I treated to her heavenly scent. I was treated to a heavenly view down Miss Hart's blouse. I could see all the way down to top of her skirt. The first time I saw her huge boobies, my legs went all wobbly and I almost fainted.

Today when she hugged me, it was different. Usually, Miss Hart would bend over to hug me but today for the first time she didn't bend down to hold me. She just guided my face gently between her large soft, beautiful boobies. As she hugged me tighter a couple the buttons of her shirt popped opened and my face was in direct contact with her bare boobies. That squirmy, squishy feeling was back, but this time it felt so much bigger than before. It felt like something was going to explode. I got scared that I was going to pee. My whole body just seemed to freeze up, then I heard what sounded like a thunderclap, but it seemed to come from below me. Later, I found out that I squirted so hard it made a loud noise when my juices hit the floor.

The next thing I can remember was Miss Hart's gentle smiling face looking down on me. My head was cradled in Miss Hart's lap. I looked down to my feet and found I was naked from the waist down. My bald pee pee was exposed for Miss Hart to see. I so embarrassed and so excited at the same time. I didn't want her to see but I kinda wanted her to see.

I began to panic, when Miss Hart gently held me close and said, "Everything is alright sweetly." "You just had a really big orgasm, your first by the looks of things." She said with cute little laugh.

"Wh..Where am I?" I stammered.

"You're in my apartment, in my bed."" I live very close to the school"

Miss Hart said sweetly.

"Where is Sarah?"

"Sarah went home after she helped me bring you here." "I explained what happened to you, so she understood that you were fine and that I would take care of you." Miss Hart said smiled lovingly.

"I bet Sarah was more than a bit jealous." I whispered to myself.

"What happened and where are my clothes." I said began to panic again.

"It's Ok, sweetie, I'll explain everything." "You're clothes are in the washer, they were quite wet."

"Ohh, no!" I began to cry. "I'm so embarrassed!" "I peed in front of you and Sarah!"

"No, no you didn't pee." Miss Hart said as she hugged me tighter.

"You are one of the lucky ones, who can squirt your lube when you have an orgasm."

"Oh, so that's what happened." I said with a puzzled look. "What's an o..oggasm?" I asked hesistantly.

"An OR..GASM happens when someone become very, very sexually excited."

Miss Hart said and then kissed my forehead.

"I'm so embarrassed" I sobbed "Please don't be embarrassed, I was hoping you felt that way about me."Miss Hart blushed.

"Really, Miss Hart, really, realy, truly, truly!" I squealed excitedly.

"Yes, really, really, truly, truly, and its Julie." "Please call me Julie, except in class, its Miss Hart, Ok?"

"Yes, Mi... I mean Julie."

With that Julie gentle pulled me closer and gave me the softest and warmest kiss I would ever experience in my life, even to this day.

Her soft wet lips gently held and sucked each one of my mine in turn.

Her passion, no our passion was growing with each moment, her tongue slipped between my lips. It swirled and danced about playfully yet lovingly. It made my head spin with pleasure. Julie then pulled back gently. I chased after her lips, but Julie said, "Wait, my little darling."

"We need to talk a little." She said softly with a smile.

" We kiss and talk, can't we?" as I leaned in to take those beautiful full lips again.

"Hanabi!" "Aren't you the eager beaver! " Julie laughed softly. "And no we can't."

"Aww, but ok." I pouted.

"Hanabi, my sweetest, I have been in love with you from the first moment I laid eyes on you." Julie whispered. " I'm sure of it and I want you to be sure that you're in love with me too."

"Yes, Julie, I am very sure!" "I love you more than anything!" I proclaimed as solemnly as I could.

"Well, ok then we will be lovers." Do you know what it means to be lovers, Hanabi?" Julie asked.

"That means we're gonna kiss and stuff." I said confidently.

"Yes, we are." Julie continued "We are going to make love to each other." "We are going to have sex."

"But, my mom said sex is when daddies put their penis in the mommies and have babies. So, how to two girls do it.?" I asked.

"I'm going to teach you everything." Julie said as she pulled me in for a kiss. This time her hand slipped under my shirt and camisole and pressed her palm gently on my left nipple. It felt like a bolt of electricity shot through me. My nipples hardened quickly, as her hand massaged my flat chest. All I had were two puffy nipples that poked out to make to tiny tents in my camisole. Julie quickly unbuttoned my shirt and gently lifted my camisole over my head. Her eyes feasted over my entire slim little girl naked body. She started running her hand gently over my long black shining hair. Julie lifted my chin and kissed her way slowly down my neck making her way down to my left nipple. Each kiss sent chills and shudders throughout my little body, but especially to that place between my legs. Now one of Julie beautiful soft and slender finger had made it between my thighs, rubbing small soft circles around my little girl slit. She gently teased me for what seemed an eternity.

"I'm going to touch your cunny, baby, don't be scared now." Julie whispered in my ear.

"Oh o o o ohh yes!" I cried out as Julie's soft fingers split the halves of my perfect little cunny. I loved that word, cunny, the instant Julie said it. "Oh Julie it feels so good, please don't stop touching my cunny, please keep touching me, Julie!!! I could feel my cunny getting wetter. Beads of wetness,suddenly became puddles of wetness. I was so wet now it was running down my bottom. I lifted my hips and butt up to make better contact with Julie's fingers. Now Julie focused her ministrations on the tiny bump at the top of my cunny. Later Julie said that I was fucking her hand like a mad woman possessed. I blushed so hard, she said that I looked like a beautiful red rose. I then felt my body tighten, then true to my name I exploded again. Waves of my juices, lube is what Julie called it, seem to squirt out endlessly. When it finally stopped, I collapsed on to bed gasping for air. Julie just held me close and kept telling me how beautiful I was over and over as I fell into gentle sleep.

A little while later, I awoke to find that it really did actually happen. I was so happy that wasn't just a dream and I wanted to start where we left off, but sadly Julie said it was time to for me to go home before my parents would miss me. I knew right away that she was right.

"Hanabi, I love you with all my heart and I want to be with you more than anything, but we must keep our love a secret from everyone, especially your mom and dad." Julie said just before she kissed me again. "If anyone found about us, I would get into a lot of trouble and we could never see each other again." Julie continued.

"I know, Julie, I promise I won't tell anyone, ever." Then we kissed one last time before Julie drove me home. It was deep and long, but not long enough.

Julie drove me home. Fortunately, both my parents work late, and no one was home yet. Tomorrow, this time, I wanted to be the one to touch my beautiful Miss Hart's cunny.

I made my way through the dark empty house and when I got my room I drove face first into my pillows and squealed with happiness. Miss Hart, I mean Julie was mine all mine. My head was spinning with everything that happened flashing through my mind. Just as my tiny hands started to search of my sweet spots I heard a knock at the door.

I gathered myself up and ran to the door thinking maybe Julie came back. I was smiling ear to ear when I flung the door open to find Macy and Jenna standing at my door. They both had a strange but somewhat sexy smile on their faces.

To be continued.