My first sexual experience happened to me when I was thirteen. I mean, of course, my first experience with someone else. I had discovered the joys of masturbation about a year earlier, when I also came for the first time and what a shock that was, when I first squirted sperm all over my hand and my belly! At first, I thought I was ill or something, that I'd perhaps "broken it". Luckily, my pals at school explained that I'd had my first orgasm. After that, there was no going back, I was whacking off about three or four times a day.
Anyway, to get back to my first experience. Aviva was a girl in my class, thirteen like me. I don't remember what made me fall for her. Maybe it was her long blonde hair, or her green eyes (ever since, I've been a sucker for green eyes), or simply her budding breasts that would jut out so proudly from her chest.
Whatever it was, one day l plucked up my courage, and asked her if she wanted to go see "Star Wars" with me. Shockingly enough, she said yes! I'll spare you the details, as we weren't very adventurous that time - apart from getting my first real kiss, in the darkness of that cinema, while Luke Skywalker blew up the Death Star. After that, we were, to all intents and purposes, "an item". Since she lived not too far away from me, I'd walk her home every day after school, and we'd sneak off into the woods behind her house to make out.
At first, our sessions didn't go beyond kissing, although we made considerable progress in that department, once we'd discovered what "French kissing" was all about. At first, the idea of having my tongue in her mouth grossed Aviva out, but once she'd accepted to try it, it was a revelation - to us both!
Of course, at some point I tried to sneak a feel of her titties, but she kept my hand at bay for weeks. I think that even then, I was gentleman enough to respect her wishes, and I made only sporadic attempts once a week or so. This was all going to change when my parents decided to send me away to a boarding school in England. Aviva and I were heartbroken at the news, but there was to be no appeal. To make matters worse, I couldn't go see her the day my parents told me of that fateful decision, so I had to break the news to her over the phone. We were both crying when I hung up, but we promised each other that we'd meet in the woods the next day - Saturday, as school was out.
The next morning, I rushed off to "our" little spot in the woods to wait for her. She showed up not five minutes later; I think she probably saw me walking past from her bedroom window. I stood up as she arrived, and we embraced, hugging each other fiercely, our mouths meeting in our most passionate, desperate kiss yet.
Finally, we came up for air, and it was Aviva who spoke first: "I'll miss you so much!"
"Me too," I replied. I pulled her to sit down on the fallen log where we used to sit to make out, my right hand around her shoulders. She leaned her head against me. "Of course, I'll be back for the holidays," I added.
"Yes, but it won't be the same," she sighed.
I didn't know what to say, so I leaned towards her and kissed her again.
Aviva seemed to be debating something within herself after our kiss, and finally, she seemed to reach a conclusion. "I know," she said, a tentative smile appearing on her sweet lips. "I'll give you something to remember me by."
"As if I could ever forget you!" I countered.
"Shhh," she said, and took my left hand, placing it on her right tit. I could feel her boob through her T-shirt and training bra, and I thought my head would explode! I started caressing first one, then the other breast, and my cock got really hard in my jeans. Growing braver, I slipped my hand under her T-shirt and started caressing her bra-covered titties. I could feel her nipples hardening through the cotton material, and her breathing grew intense in my right ear.
"Mmmm, that feels so nice," she purred.
By this time, I was getting so excited I thought I was going to come in my pants - no way could I let that happen, so I removed my hand from under her T-shirt and pulled back a bit.
"What's wrong?" she asked. "Why did you stop?"
"I... Um. Well..." I stammered, blushing. I gulped once, and plunged on. "I'm getting really excited, and if I continue this, I'll make a mess in my pants..."
Aviva giggled at that, but I knew she understood what I was talking about. After all, we did have sex ed classes, so we knew the theory of sex if not the practice.
"Why don't you just take them off?" she said impishly. I blushed furiously, but the idea of showing her my dick excited me at the same time.
"Not fair," I countered. "Only if you do the same!"
"Okay," she said, standing up. She took two steps away from the log, and turned to face me. "Ready?" she asked.
I nodded mutely, and drew my T-shirt over my head, casting it onto the grass. Aviva did the same, and then proceeded to unclasp her bra and let it drop to the ground, revealing her wonderful, marvellous, delightful, unforgettable little tits to my hungry eyes. My predicament was getting worse at this sight, and I quickly stood up, all modesty forgotten, and whipped my jeans and underpants off in record time, letting my rock-hard cock spring forward.
Aviva's eyes became large as saucers as she stared at my erect penis. It was obviously the first one she'd ever seen. Still staring, she undid her shorts, and slid them down her legs along with her panties, and stepped out of them. And there it was: my first pussy! I couldn't help myself any longer. As my eyes took in the sparse tufts of blonde hair that were beginning to grow above her little slit, my orgasm overcame me, and I shot three of four streaks of spunk onto the ground between us.
We both blushed at that point I from embarrassment and she, well in retrospect I think the blush spreading upwards from her boobies to her lovely face may have been excitement and surprise more than anything else.
"What... what was that?" she asked in a slightly hushed voice.
"I'm sorry, I just... got overexcited," I replied. "That was what happens when boys come."
"What, all by itself like that?"
"No - usually, I have to rub it for a while before I get excited enough for it to happen; this time, well, it's the first time I see a girl naked, and there you are. How does it work with you, then?"
"What do you mean?"
"Don't you come when you touch yourself?"
She blushed even redder, but said nothing.
"Don't you play with yourself?" I asked. "I thought everybody's doing it."
"Well... Um. Yes I just..." she fumbled and stopped. Collecting herself, she plunged on. "It's just that I've never discussed it with anyone, let alone..."
I grinned at her, and suggested: "I'll show you how I do it if you show me how you do it, okay?" Not waiting for an answer, I grabbed my almost-flaccid penis and started stroking it with my left hand. Aviva watched as it quickly regained its former state of hardness. "Go on, you too," I prodded her. She went back to sit on the log, and spread her legs, her left hand moving down to her almost-bald pussy. Her middle finger slid up and down her little slit for a while as her breathing became deeper. Wishing to see better what she was doing, I kneeled on the soft grass a foot from her spread knees. I could see some moisture glistening on the pink folds of her pussy as she used her index and ring fingers to spread herself open, allowing her middle finger to slip in. As she started stroking her middle finger in and out of her little pussy, her right hand reached down, and she started rubbing a little protuberance at the top of her slit. From the crummy diagrams we'd been shown in Sex Ed, I assumed that this must be her clitoris.
I found the sight of her spread pussy fascinating and exciting, and I knew I was going to come again soon. I leaned forward to look closer, and caught a whiff of a sort of musky smell I found immensely intoxicating. Aviva's breathing was ragged now; looking up, I could see her chest heaving up and down, her little nipples puckered and sticking out. With my right hand, I reached out and rubbed the hard little protuberance of her left nipple, and Aviva let out a sound that was half-moan, half-shriek as her orgasm overcame her, her hips bucking against her hands. That was enough for me too, and I moaned loudly as I shot another stream of come against her thigh and the log she was sitting on.
We were silent for a few minutes as we came down from our respective plateaus. I rummaged around in the pockets of my jeans and found some paper handkerchiefs (I'm a hay fever sufferer, so my nose is streaming almost constantly during the warm seasons). I proceeded to wipe my seed from her thigh before balling up the sodden paper and chucking it away into the grass.
"That was incredible," she said after a while. "I don't think it's ever been this good."
"Same here," I admitted. I straightened up and gathered her against me for a long, sweet kiss. I could feel my softening dick against her skin, and knew I was going to get another erection any minute. Aviva must have thought the same thing, because she pulled back a little, and said she had to go, her parents would be expecting her for lunch.
We quickly got dressed, and made arrangements to meet again as soon as possible. We kissed again before going our separate ways, and I fondled her tits through her clothes, causing yet another bulge in my jeans. Aviva gave the bulge a couple of caresses which sent tingles all through me, and then whispered: "Next time," before we finally parted and returned to our respective homes.
Unfortunately, I was not to see Aviva again for quite some time, as I came down with a bad fever the next day.
***
The fever had kept me grounded at home for the whole week, and it was Saturday again before I could finally leave the house. Aviva and I had spoken on the phone every day, and she told me that her parents would be out all day, so we were free to stay at her house and use the pool. The weather was brilliant but not yet too hot, and I quickly gathered my stuff together and headed to her house. Just as I was walking up to her house, I saw her parents' car pull away down the road. Aviva was still standing in the doorway, dressed in shorts and a T-shirt, and gave a cheery wave as she saw me approaching. I ran the last few steps and we flew into each other's arms. Being half a head shorter than I am, Aviva had jumped up and wrapped her legs around my hips, and I automatically reached down to cup her bum to stop us from falling over. Feeling her arse cheeks in my hands produced the obvious result, and I could feel my cock pressing against her pussy through the rapidly-heating layers of clothing.
After what seemed like half a day, she untangled her legs and I gently put her back onto the ground. "Come on in," she finally said. "Let's hit the pool." Taking my hand, she walked me through the hall, and then a spacious living-room and out onto the patio. Her parents had a really nice house, with a very large garden enclosed by tall hedges, giving us total privacy from the neighbours.
Aviva quickly whipped off her T-shirt and shorts: she'd already changed into a bikini, a light blue affair that was held together by little strings all over the place. I removed my T-shirt and fished my swimming trunks out of my bag. I looked around for a place to change, but there was nowhere obvious. Aviva looked on, grinning, so finally I shrugged and dropped my jeans and underwear, letting my raging boner spring free before slipping on my trunks. Aviva giggled as she saw the tent my cock was making in my swimming trunks, and then ran off and jumped into the pool. I quickly followed, and we spent quite some time playing in the water, dunking each other, laughing, and touching each other in all sorts of places, thus ensuring that my bulge never went away. Finally, when our extremities were wrinkling we climbed back out and lay down on our towels, letting the sun warm us.
My swimming trunks were getting uncomfortably clammy, though, and I was experiencing some serious shrinkage in the genital department so, feeling daring, I said "These are too clammy," and simply removed them before lying back down on my belly on the towel next to Aviva's.
"You're right," she agreed, and quickly shucked her bikini and lay back down. "Your... thing seems to have shrunk," she commented.
"Yeah, it gets that way when I'm not excited, and or cold."
"Can I see it?"
"Uh sure," I said, though I felt that in its shrivelled state, my dick was nothing particularly worth exhibiting. Still, I turned over and leaned on my elbows as Aviva knelt next to my hips, looking at Mr Flaccid. Her knees were spread apart, and I had an unobstructed view of her lovely little pussy. This, of course, made my blood rush back into my dick, which started to rise to the occasion. Aviva looked on in fascination. "It's so big," she breathed. It was standing five inches tall I don't know if that's really big at thirteen, but what the hell. I felt very proud. I grabbed my dick in my left hand, and gave it a couple of strokes, sliding my foreskin back and exposing my glans.
"Can I touch it?" she asked.
"Be my guest," I replied, releasing my cock. Tentatively, she reached out with her right hand and grasped my shaft.
"It's so hot! What do I do?"
I put my left hand over hers, showing her how much pressure to apply, and how to stroke. She caught on quickly, and I let go, leaning back on my elbows again.
"Mmmm that's good," I said. It was better than merely good. Having someone else touch me was unbelievable! Aviva was leaning forward, the better to see how the skin slid up and down my shaft. Pre-come was dribbling out of my knob, and she asked me what that was.
"It's like, you know how they explained about lubrication in Sex Ed?" She nodded, and I showed her how to spread it over my shaft to add lubrication. Aviva seemed to get really turned-on too, and I put my weight on my left elbow so I could reach out with my right hand and put it on her thigh. I looked at her, and she just breathed "yes!"
I moved my hand up to her pussy on which I could see some moisture. Extending my middle finger, I slid it up her slit. It felt slick, and soft. I was touching a pussy! I felt her folds part, and my finger slid into a warm, wet hole. She gasped.
"Did I hurt you?" I asked, my voice thick.
"No it's just that... Nobody's ever touched me there before."
"Same here," I said. "Should I stop?"
"No way!"
I pushed my finger up a little into her hot little cunt, and she gasped. "Yes!"
I started to move my finger in and out, at about the same speed she was wanking me up and down. Suddenly, her pussy tightened on my finger, and she whimpered. I was making her come! "Faster!" she managed to gasp, and she speeded up her pumping action as her cunt twitched over and over on my finger. That was enough to set me off, and I made some sort of incoherent noise as my first blast of come shot out of my dick. It spurted about a foot in the air, and hit her face. She was too engrossed in her own orgasm to notice, though. The next spurt hit her on the tits, and after that my spunk dribbled onto her hand and my belly. I'd never come that hard and I almost thought I was going to die from pleasure!
Aviva kept up her stroking motion, but gradually slowing down, and then she removed her hand.
"Ewww what a sticky mess!" she said when she saw the stringy stuff stretch between her hand and my dick.
"Sorry about that I didn't expect it to be so violent," I replied, still panting.
"That was pretty amazing, though," she said. "That was the best come I ever had!"
"Me too," I said.
Aviva started looking for something to clean up with. She grabbed her towel and wiped her hand, and then her face. "Smells funny," she said as she put the towel to her face. "Not too bad, though. Interesting."
Curious, I put my hand to my face. The smell of her pussy was still strong on my finger and, on impulse, I licked it. I found I liked the taste as much as I'd enjoyed the smell of her pussy.
"Ewww!" she exclaimed when she saw what I was doing.
"No, you taste great!" I countered. I sat up and hugged her to me, her little tits pressing into my chest, and we kissed. I could still smell my sperm on her face, but I didn't find it unpleasant.
"Let's go for a swim," she suggested.
Still naked, we jumped into the pool and we splashed around for a bit. Still, the water wasn't as warm as all that, and we quickly left the pool again. It was getting close to lunchtime, and we padded into the house. Neither of us bothered to put on any clothes, and we puttered about the kitchen fixing sandwiches. Aviva's naked form was just too pretty, and I spent lunchtime sporting yet another boner. She giggled and said we'd have to fix that after lunch.
I ate in a hurry, my cock was aching for release. We quickly put the dishes away and tidied up, and then Aviva took my hand and led me upstairs to her bedroom. I remember it as being very girly and pink, with lots of stuffed toys, but everything else faded from memory, unfortunately. I wish I could say I remembered more about those first unforgettable moments, but I wasn't doing my thinking with my head at the time...
We embraced in front of her bed, and sort of fell sideways onto it, my dick rubbing against her sparse little curls of pubic hair. I tried to push it between her legs, but she said no, she wasn't ready for that yet. Slightly disappointed, I relented. Aviva reached down between us, and gave my cock a few consolation strokes. I slid my left hand down to her pussy, and then gently pushed her onto her back.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I want to see your pussy up close," I replied. Her knees were at the edge of the bed, her calves hanging down almost to the floor. I got off the bed and knelt on the floor, gently spreading her knees wider. She complied, and I finally had a good close-up view of a girl's pussy. Her pink lips were flaring out from the slit, and I could see her clit pushing out from beneath its hood. I reached for it with my right hand, gently rubbing it.
"Oh Jack, that feels so good!"
On impulse, I pulled her closer to the edge of the bed, and spread her pussy lips apart with both hands. Then, I stuck out my tongue, and licked her slit all the way from the bottom, near her little puckered arsehole, to the top, giving her little button a couple of soft flicks. Her hips nearly jumped off the bed.
"What are you doing?" she gasped.
"Does it feel good?"
"It feels amazing!"
I put my face back to her delicious, dizzying little cunt and resumed lapping, paying particular attention to her clitoris. Then, I inserted my left middle finger into her hot little pussy, and she immediately came, clenching my finger and bucking so hard I was afraid she'd break my teeth. She grabbed my hand and pulled it away from her pussy, and gently pushed my head back. "No more," she said, "it's too sensitive."
I got up and lay back on the bed next to her, gently kissing her face. My mouth was still covered with her juices, but she didn't seem to mind. My cock was aching for release, and I grabbed her right hand and put it around my shaft. Aviva stroked it a couple of times, but then pushed me onto my back on the bed. She sat up, kneeling on my right side, and bent forward, approaching her lovely face. I watched her mouth come closer and closer to my dick, her tongue extending. She was going to do it!
Tentatively, she ran the tip of her tongue up my shaft and over the soft underside of my knob. I nearly came there and then, but I wanted it to last a while longer and managed to hold myself together.
She swirled her tongue over my knob and the drops of pre-come flowing from it, then she paused, and I could see her tasting my juice, thinking about it. Then, she returned to my cock and opened her mouth, placing the tip inside. Her lips felt amazing!
Still stroking my shaft, she started bobbing up and down on the end of my dick with her mouth, getting about an inch or two past the knob.
"God," I gasped. "I... Faster don't' stop! I'm going to come!"
Aviva speeded up, my cock pulsing in her mouth. Just as I cried out, she pulled away, and my come erupted from my cock in spasms that splashed her face, hair, my belly, everywhere! I thought I'd never stop coming, but after about five spurts, a last glob of sperm dribbled down her hand. Some of it had shot into her open mouth, and she made a face as she tried to get it out.
"Sorry," I said, "I wanted to warn you, but..."
"It's okay," she said. "It's not that bad actually." Then, she raised her come-soaked fingers to her mouth, and sucked them clean. Then, she picked up some Kleenex from her bedside table, and wiped off the rest of my seed from herself and my cock, balls, and belly.
We both lay back, exhausted, and just cuddled and rested for a while. About an hour before her parents were due to return, we got dressed and generally tidied up around the place, and then I returned home, both elated and sad at the same time, since the fact that I was to go away and possibly lose her forever was quite inescapable.
I never did manage to make love to Aviva the "proper" way, but we kept up our licking and sucking at every possible occasion until I finally had to leave for boarding school. We completely lost touch after that, as her family moved away and I never got a forwarding address. I still remember Aviva with a particular fondness after all these years, and I hope she's happy wherever she is.
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