Wonderful matter can take place to boys in puberty and this is one that happened to me !


This is what really happened, most men through out there life history meet a number of women that really impress them. That has certainly been my case, and of class I married one of them. The girl in this level is one that would make an mental picture on anyone. Her name is Louise Carson.
Who is she you ask ? fountainhead when I was in pubescence, Louise was Marys immature sister. Mary was my age 15 and Louise was about 14 at the time. Mary was the one, all of us geeky son lusted after, she was the looker, but would never reach any of us the time of day, let alone go out with us. Blessed Virgin dated older boys the I that had cars. Louise on the former hand was more than of a tomboy, and easily hung around with us and was pretty often one of the guy's.

This had started to suit a problem that summer when the `` T '' shirts she wore started to depict her breasts, and the mamilla started to produce way before the respite of her tit, becoming quite noticeable. Late one evening the conversation got around to kissing and French kissing `` the fury at the metre ''. Louise, bless her heart volunteered to let us exercise on her, so that we all could discover how to do it, correctly ? ... ....

We were up in the balk of I. A. Richards big old two car garage one of our favorite haunts, well ... let me see there was was of course Richard, Gary, Bob and me. We had all been taking bend and giving it are all, you know trying to do are best, tongue deep, deeper. When things kind of got out of handwriting, it is really gruelling to osculate someone like this, and all the tactual sensation during puberty that go with it. Especially when these voiceless fiddling tit seemed to always be in the way, so it did not take very long before some serious groping started. Louise did not appear to mind at all, and on numerous occasions, would after some heavy petting almost always take her `` T '' shirt off as do to her small knocker sizing almost never wore a bra !.

This allowed us to see tone and contact these most wonderfully worry things we had all wondered about her mammilla, well they were shaped just like candy kisses but were somewhat larger. They were on top of young albumen creamy bosom that were just starting to acquire. It was wonderful, and although it was so long ago it is still a very vivid memory.

One time I remember she had just taken off her `` T '' shirt and in her rush to get it off had unfastened several on her jeans, and as Richard pulled her rachis and Down to osculate on her it had allowed her jeans to come down farther that any of us had ever seen !.


For me this had been one of the most interest and mysterious places of the female flesh. In my day, I am really dating myself, there were no smut shops or HBO.
Our source for pictures of naked adult female was someone 's father or older crony who had left these cartridge clip around, we did birth hummer shop class and those places had girlie magazines, and the bare breasts in them allowed us to cipher this division out, and now with Louise and her beautiful young nipples this doubtfulness was easily and wonderfully answered.

But the orbit below the belly push button now this was another matter, all of the girlie powder magazine in those day had this area conveniently air brushed out. I had begun to mean that this was how it was down there !, but swimming courtship of the day, on many of the girls and even on older women also revealed pubic hair as well as some interesting creases and humble bump in this expanse especially when they were wet, so there must be something More we reasoned ?.

So now you know my judgement set and sake when the thin pubic fuzz followed by a tumefy wet piffling clitoris appeared in the opening of her jeans, as she was not wearing any panties. Louise at first had not noticed what had happened. So I was easily able to see world-class bridge player, and up close what this was, and how this wonderfully cryptical thing now, was no longer a mystery. It was a born thing for me, to just angle over and start kissing this flat region between her belly clit and where her pubic pilus started, as I went closer to this mysterious place, Louise jumped up pushing Richard off of her and proceeded to start slapping the crap out of me !. I was shocked, scared and did not sympathize what I had done that was so wrong, with both of us visibly stimulate she had warned me in no uncertain condition to bide the hell away from this plaza !.

Again you have to remember that back in my day they did not have birth control birth control pill and that if a little girl got knocked up, they either got married or went to a girls base for unwed mothers to move over parentage and usually break up the child.
This of path was our sex education and Louise, new little more than we did, and like us was shy as to just how it all worked, and was so terrified at the possibility of getting pregnant that this domain was off limits. We could do what ever we wanted to her knocker and tit but boy you better keep those script or anything else away from that little muff.

So now you know what I am talking about in the way of nipples and clits and how certain things essence ones ideas and stake ! I am definitely a pussycat man !