My first sexual experience happened during the summer between my starter and sophomore class in high up school. A couple of booster and I were camping in the Mrs. Henry Wood behind our neighborhood. It was previous July and even at midnight, it was almost 80 degrees and muggy. The mosquitoes were terrible, and we had just about had enough and decided to go back to my sidekick's house for a swim.

The pee felt majuscule and was a much-needed break from the muggy air of the woodwind. It really made a dispute being out where there was a gentle wind. We had been in the weewee for about fifteen minute of arc when we heard the gate overt. We turned around to see our neighbour Kay and her cousin Rebecca walking towards us. Kay lived adjacent threshold and was going to be a freshman in the upcoming year and Rebecca was the same age but went to another school. They were also"camping out"which means Kay's dad had set up a tent for them in the hind yard.

They walked over to the edge of the pool and sat down with their substructure in the water supply. Kay was curt and stocky with long blond hair. She had nice boobs for her age that we all noticed immediately as she was wearing her bikini top with her shorts. Rebecca was taller, melt off but not skinny with long powerful legs she had developed from several years of gymnastics and dancing. She had small knocker that were barely noticeable in her baggy t-shirt that came down just above the top of her shorts.



We swam over to the edge of the pool where the girls were sitting. They were complaining about how hot it had been in the collapsible shelter and we told them they should get in the pool. They didn't have their swimming costume, so they were hesitant but after a little more coaxing, they decided to go ahead. Kay slid her shorts down and was in the piss so fast we barely got a glimpse of her panties. Rebecca stood up, slid her shorts down and then pulled her t-shirt over her head. Seeing her in her bra and white cotton fiber scanty was variety of a round on and revealed that her dope were a little bigger than what showed under her loose shirt. She played it off that it was no different than her wearing a bikini but believe me, there was a difference. She slid into the piss and commented on how cold the water felt which was evident by her solidification tit. She felt us staring at her and lowered herself to her shoulders and leaned back against the edge of the pool.

We all huddled in a little grouping and talked about what we had been doing over the summer and how quickly the schoolhouse twelvemonth was approaching. I was going to be starting two-a-days in a couple of weeks and that meant the summer was basically over for me. Par for any conversation between a cluster of teen boys and girls, it eventually turned to who we liked at school. I didn't have anyone special at the fourth dimension and although I had a girlfriend all through junior high, I hadn't had one since starting gamy school day. All the miss in our grade were suddenly interested in the older boys which meant the guy rope in my division were looking at those coming freshmen and eighth grade little girl, but I didn't really know any of them except for Kay and Rebecca. My two acquaintance were in the Lapp boat as me. Kay revealed that she had a calf love on a guy who was going to be a junior. Rebecca was the net one asked and she told us that she had had a crush on me all summer and looked forward to visiting Kay on the chance that she would run into me.



With that Revelation of Saint John the Divine, I couldn't help but be interested and the others almost immediately began daring us to make out. I had kissed a girl plenty of sentence but didn't really want to make out with Rebecca in forepart of a bunch of other youngster who were just going to sit there and make racket at us the whole time. After more prod, I finally leaned over and gave her a quick kiss which she responded to very nicely. As I had figured, the ooh's started right away. I pulled away from her and the facial expression in her center said she wanted more.

The guys were poking at me and laughing, Kay was whispering in Rebecca's ear when she looked at me and asked if I wanted to go into their tent with her to get away from the others. I quickly nodded and climbed out of the pool and then offered my hand to assist her out. When she stood up, the shape of her soundbox was even Sir Thomas More defined as her now wet bra and pantie hugged her var. and gave a glimpse of what was underneath. She quickly put on her short pants and shirt and led me next door to Kay's backyard.

Rebekah unzipped the tent and crawled inside onto a sleeping bag and waved for me to come in. I crawled in, zipped the tent behind me and laid down on the sleeping bag beside her. We talked for a few transactions and she told me that she had wanted to kiss me for a farseeing time, and I told her I had no idea she even liked me. I asked her why she hadn't said anything before, and she just shrugged her articulatio humeri and said because she thought I had a girlfriend. I told her I had always thought she was cute, but it wasn't until this summer that I had been looking at her a picayune differently. We began kissing which quickly led to a trivial tongue play. We made out for a while and eventually, our hands began to wonder. I was so nervous I was shaking. I was also so turned on, my dick was throbbing.

I moved my paw across her articulatio humeri and down her side until it rested on her hip. I let it sit there for a few transactions until I finally got the courage to displace it to her belly. I slid my deal under her shirt and then up to her breast. I was expecting her to dissent but she didn't. I started to crush and rub her breast and noticed how hard her nipple was. After a couple minutes, she sat up and I thought it was over. Instead, she pulled her shirt off and laid back down. I could see her mamilla pressing hard against the cut material of her still damp bra. We started kissing again and I went right back to rubbing her bosom. My thumb found its way under the bottom of the inning of her bra and before I knew it, I had it pulled off her bosom. I was rubbing her nipple between my finger and pollex when she let out a soft moan and told me it was kind of sensitive. I fumbled around with her bra trying to get her other breast out but the way we were laying made it difficult. She took a deep breathing spell and then reached back and unhooked the clasp and pulled her bra off holding it over my pass. I took it from her and dropped it behind me. Her breasts were amazing to me. They were small but big enough to cup in my bridge player and her nipples were conoid shaped and came to a point. We kissed some more with our dead body pressed against each other. She was warm but shivering and I could palpate the twat extrusion on her indulgent soundbox. I asked her if she was cold and she said she was just skittish. I pulled her closer and noticed how good her breasts felt pressed against my chest.



She moved her hand to my chest and then down my tum to the top of my swimsuit and then slid her trembling fingers inside just a twosome inch. I felt an insistent stir in my shorts and hoped my erection wouldn't be noticeable. I then copied her movement and slid my hired hand inside her short circuit down to the sash of her panties. I let my fingers slide inside and felt a small patch of whisker. My bridge player was shaking so bad I was again fumbling with her clothes trying to get her short unbuttoned. She put her hand on mine just as her release popped innocent and my fingers slid down to her panties. I thought she was going to stop me but instead, she started pulling her shorts down. She brought her knees up and I helped her pull them off. She then leaned back into me sticking her manus back into my shorts but this meter going all the way down to my rock-hard erection. She took it in her hand and squeezed it and then started rubbing it softly. I took the que and slip my script into her pantie, past the patch of hair and between or legs letting my middle finger's breadth sloping trough between her pussy lips.

This was the get-go time I had ever touched a girlfriend like this, and I was surprised at how wet and foxy she was. As my fingerbreadth began to explore her pussy, she rolled me over onto my back and then climbed on top of me straddling my arduous dick. She leaned over and kissed me as she rocked her hips rubbing herself on me. After a couple minutes, she sat up, and started rubbing her slit hard on my putz. I couldn't avail but notice the physique of her breasts with her sitting up. I reached out and cupped them in my hands and then squeezed them. She leaned back over and kissed me again running her knife oceanic abyss into my mouth, she was shivering again. I rubbed her back and worked my way back to her step-in sliding my mitt underneath so that I could rub her butt. She sat up again and stared at me for a second, then stood and removed her step-in revealing a minuscule mound of hair above her almost hairless pussy sassing. She stood over me and didn't have to say a word as I pulled my swimming costume off revealing my erection to her. She stared at my putz for a minute and said it was the outset fourth dimension she had ever seen one and then laid back down beside me and took it in her mitt, rubbing it softly as she stared into my eyes. I couldn't aid but question about how I had gotten here. It started as a inner circle out and I was now laying naked in a tent with a girl. I thought I was about to have sex and my stomach was turning flips.

We lay facing each other again and began kissing while letting our hands explore each other. She put one leg over me, and I slid my leg between hers. I could experience her pussy on my thigh. I rubbed down her dorsum to her ass and slid my hand in between her boldness until I felt her twat. I rubbed it softly letting my fingertip slide between her wet lips. She had one handwriting on my chest of drawers and the former gripping my shaft. We moved closer to each former and I could feel her intemperate mamilla against me again. She giggled as my gumshoe poked her belly and she gave it a fuddled squeeze. My mitt made its way back to her breast and I squeezed them hard. It was almost unusual that they could be so soft, yet her puffy little tit were so hard. I kissed down her neck to her chest and took her right nipple into my oral fissure. As I sucked on it my hand made its way back down to her kitty-cat. My finger found its way inside and she let out a little squeal as I went deeper. She was so compressed, wet and warm. I could only imagine what it would feel like to own my dick inside her.

We began to relax, and I knew where I wanted this to go. I wanted her pussycat and she seemed perfectly willing to give it to me. She asked if I had a condom and I told her I didn't to which she gave a very let down look and said she wasn't on the pill. I don't know why she thought I would have one with me on a ingroup out, but I was sure wishing I did. She put her manus behind her caput and said Kay had some in her sleeping room. She asked if I wanted her to go inside and get one, but we were afraid she'd aftermath Kay's parents up if she did. She leaned in and kissed me again and asked if I thought I could pull out before I came. Naturally, I told her yes even though I had no melodic theme if I could.



I reached down between her branch and she spread them slightly giving me access code to her soaking wet pussycat. I slid a finger inside and felt the parsimony of her cerise and she moaned softly. I leaned over and took her tit into my sass sucking on it softly at first but harder after a few seconds. I sat up on my elbow and looked at her. Although it was dark in the tent there was enough light to see. She lay on her back with one arm under me and the early to her side with her hand resting on her stomach. I stared at her body. Her chest were glistening with modest string of beads of perspiration and her still severe nipples were poking up. My eyes moved down her flat belly and I could spend a penny out her protruding hip bones, a small-scale patch of hair and the swelling of her snatch between them. I then rolled over so that I was mostly on top of her. She pulled her legs back together as if she still wasn't sure. She felt so dear underneath me. Her consistency was delicate and lovesome. My dick was pressing on her mound with my headway on her belly just above her pussy. We looked into each other's oculus with lustfulness and I kissed her again. I started sliding my way down her body kissing her here and there as I made my way down her belly. I stopped at her mound and took in the scent of her and noticed a prominent dip of pre-cum in her hairsbreadth. She spread her ramification and raised her knees finally giving me access to what I wanted so badly.



My peter was literally throbbing as I took in the scene before me. She was laying there with her leg spread revealing her pussycat that was now opened. The humble patch of curly hair's-breadth leading down to her slightly hirsute lips. She was so wet her pussy glistened in the dim luminance with a small driblet juice running out of her. I wanted it so bad I thought I was going to cum just looking at her. Was I going to be able to control myself after I got into her or would I cum as soon as I slid in ? My mind was racing thinking about having sex and about the consequences of not having that rubber. I lowered my principal between her branch and again took in the scent of her sex. My lips met hers and my clapper instinctively lapped at the pick running from between them. She took in a deep breath and grabbed my school principal digging her fingers into my hair pulling me punishing into her aching pussy.

My clapper dove deeply into her and I covered her kitty with my mouth. She tasted so good ! Her cream covered my clapper as I licked.

I didn't know if I was doing it in good order, but she seemed to be enjoying it. I listened to her moan and breathing and figured out what felt proficient to her. She began rolling her hip and arching her back in a slow beat as her ventilation became gravid. I licked her sweet-scented pussy for several minute letting my tongue slide between her brim over and over. I felt her heels digging into my back as her mitt worked to pull me toilsome and deeper into her. My tongue found her clit which had become backbreaking. I rolled my clapper over it and sucked it into my mouthpiece. I used the tip of my tongue to focus on her little bud which sent her over the border and her body tensed as she experienced her orgasm. She held her breather and shook as the spasms enveloped her. As she began to relax, I continued to lick until she started to bear on me away while trying to catch her breath. I kissed my way up her trunk again taking one nipple into my backtalk and then the former, sucking them hard. As I did, she arched her hips towards me, and I felt the head of my pecker press against her warm wetness. I pushed a slight and felt my head microscope slide between her slick lips. She was tight, and it felt like I had pushed against a soft wall holding me back. I was about to have her kitty and was hoping beyond belief I wouldn't cum as soon as I got inside her. As I pushed a little harder, she lowered her hips and pushed back on me saying we just couldn't go that far without that golosh. I stopped and just laid back down on her letting my pecker microscope slide up over her pile and back to her belly. She told me she was good-for-naught, and I thought she was going to cry. I told her it was OK and how much I wished we had that rubber.



I rolled off her onto my back and she rolled over putting her arm over my breadbasket and laid her head on my breast. She put her leg over my thigh and then reached down and took my tool in her handwriting. As she stroked me slowly, she told me how good it felt having me lick her like that. She told me she had made herself cum a twain times, but it had never felt that dear before. I told her I was beaming because I was nervous that I wasn't doing it right. She laughed and said it felt right to her. She then looked up at me and asked me if I wanted her to do the Lapplander thing to me. I told her yes and she reached up and kissed me letting her tongue glide into my mouth as she squeezed my prick hard. She raised up and looked at me funny and I realized she must sustain tasted herself when she kissed me. She then moved down my body and I could palpate her breath on my hawkshaw. She squeezed it hard again from the base of my shaft to my headspring and stopped what she was doing for a instant. She told me I was leaking and asked if I had cum. I told her it was pre-cum and she told me when she had squeezed me it had dripped out onto my venter. She looked at it and licked it off me then told me it tasted thoroughly. She started kissing my shaft from the base to the head teacher. I didn't know if she really knew what to do but when she started licking it, I thought she might be teasing me. I was hoping she didn't twit me too much because I didn't want to cum yet. When she got to my head, she opened her brim and took it in her oral fissure sucking and rolling her tongue over it. She stopped and said she could savor herself on me. She looked back up at me and said it tasted good and squeezed me toilsome pulling another magnanimous fall of pre-cum from me. She opened her mouth again and covered my question with her backtalk letting her tongue run down my slam. I knew if she kept doing that I was going to cum and I was aching for her to take me mysterious. I put my hand on her school principal, guiding her down my putz.

The warmth of her lip enveloping me felt so thoroughly. Suddenly she gasped and pulled away gagging. I told her I was sorry for pushing too far and she said it was OK. She took me back in her rima oris and began moving her fountainhead up and down without my help this time. I felt her sassing working their way down my prick until she had almost all of me in her mouth without gagging this time. She gripped the cornerstone and squeezed hard as she began moving her head in a tiresome rhythmic motion. As my external respiration increased, she started going deeper and faster. I felt my orgasm coming and as bad as I tried to hold it back, it was no use. My body jerked and I came hard in her mouth which surprised her. She held me tight as I pumped spurt after spurt into her throat. She swallowed it all not really knowing what else to do. She then squeezed me hard getting the last drop out and licking it off then looking at me, she smiled and asked if she had done a good job. I could barely talk but managed a muffled yes.



She kissed me again and then laid her oral sex back on my thorax. This time it was me that could try myself on her mouth. We just lay there listening to each other breathing place for a patch. Eventually, she got up to get dressed. Her body looked so good in the dark of the collapsible shelter. I suddenly realized my dick was growing back to life. She couldn't incur her panties or bra, so she just grabbed for her shorts. I moved up to her and grabbed her ass pulling her to me and buried my face between her leg. As I kissed her kitty-cat, I could finger her genu get weak and she rested her hands on my shoulder joint to hold herself up. I slid my knife between her lips, and she moaned softly, grabbed the binding of my forefront and pulled me to her. I could tell that with a little encouragement, she'd sustain given herself to me right then. I wanted to lay her back down but knew we should finish. I helped her with her shorts and then put on my bathing suit as she pulled her shirt back over her braless breasts. We unzipped the tent door and looked outside to determine the backyard empty.

As we left to head back to the pocket billiards, we found the others in the street sitting on the curbing talking. They hit us with all variety of question. We told them that I had gotten to second base and her nipples poking against her shirt seemed proof enough to the grouping and satisfied their peculiarity. I saw Rebecca a pair more times before school started and I made sure as shooting I had that synthetic rubber with me, but we never got the chance to take aim up where we had left off. She moved to Alabama over the Yule jailbreak and we kept in touching with a few phone calls which dwindled down to nothing by the end of the school day class. Kay moved to Oklahoma that summer and I never saw either of them again. Another summer was about to start. Another summer without a lady friend and I wondered how longsighted it would be before I got the chance to do something like I had done with Rebecca. Little did I know that I was just a few workweek from another experience with a girl and from meeting someone very particular .