I remember I had just turned nine and talk among my friends at school had turned toward boyfriends and kissing. We would assess the boys in our class as to whether they were handsome or not and tease each other about who wanted to kiss who and such like. One of my friends asked me who I thought was handsome and immediately my uncle came into my mind. I told her my uncle was handsome, but that was a mistake as she told others and soon I was being teased with taunts like "Sarah loves her uncle", "Sarah wants to kiss her uncle" and so forth. It was a relief to get to the end of that day, go home and get away from it. The girls never forgot though and so next day it started all over again.

Hearing this all day did get me thinking about uncle though. He was in his forties and single since his marriage had broken up some years ago. In the time since, he never seemed to have a girlfriend. He is a tall, slim man and I did indeed think he was handsome to my young mind. He smoked heavily and I suddenly thought that kissing him would probably be horrible because of the smell of the smoke. I surprised myself, here I was thinking about kissing my uncle. I had never kissed anyone other than my parents on the cheek and here I was contemplating kissing someone else for the first time and it was my uncle. Despite thinking of his smoking and how horrid that might taste, I could not get the thought out of my mind for the next few days.

Friday came around and school finished and mother as usual picked my sister and I up from school. On the drive home she told us that father and she were going out tonight and that uncle would be looking after us for the evening. My sis and I both yelled "Hooray" and my heart was suddenly racing. All the teasing and my thoughts all week were going through my mind. My sister was excited and chattered away as she always did when uncle was coming round, not doubt at the prospect of playing games and being allowed to stay up later than usual. I should say that my sis is two years younger than I. While she chattered I sat quietly lost in my thoughts, heart racing, nervous and excited all at the same time. I must have been quiet because mum even asked if I was ok. Why was my mind racing through all my thoughts of the week? What was happening to me?

The next couple of hours passed so slow, my mind racing, my heart pounding. Twice my mother asked if I was sure I was all right. Finally we heard the sound of uncles’ car coming up the drive. Little sis rushed out to give him a hug and say hello as she always did. Sometimes I would do this too but today I found myself rooted to the spot, my heart pounding harder still, if that was possible. I even felt jealous of my sis hugging uncle. Sis came running back inside, followed by uncle who greeted mum, his sister, and said "Hi Sarah, how are you going?" to me. I muttered "Fine." and nothing more. Mum proceeded to tell uncle that I had been acting strange ever since coming out of school today and she didn't know what was up with me. Uncle just batted it off and said that I was probably just tired from a hard day at school. Mum and uncle then seemed to forget about me and talked of other things.

Mum was in the middle of preparing dinner so she and uncle chatted in the kitchen. The kitchen was open to the dining area and I sat at the table from where I could see uncle. Uncle had tossed his jacket off and just wore an old shirt and what he called his weekend trousers, a scruffy pair of loose fitting track type pants. Uncle never noticed me watching him as he talked so I was free to look at him and continue my imaginings. He did look handsome to me and I noticed that he had shaved today, he didn't always. As I noted that he had shaved I also looked at his mouth and my thoughts again swung to kissing. I realised then that I did not care so much that he smoked, I just looked at his lips and imagined what it would be like for them to kiss mine. At one point uncle came over to me, put his hand on my shoulder and asked what I was up to. I just muttered "nothing" and he wandered back to the kitchen. The feeling of his hand on my shoulder had made my heart leap and it seemed I could still feel it long after he had walked away. I liked it and felt that it had made up a little for not hugging him earlier.

In time mum asked sis and I if we wanted to come with her and pick up dad or stay with uncle. We both yelled out that we were staying and off she went. Uncle came into the lounge and sat on the sofa, asking what we were up to. Uncle always sat in the middle of the sofa, our lounge consisted of a sofa and two arm chairs. The arm chairs were where mum and dad sat so often sis and I would be sat either side of uncle on the sofa. When we sat this way uncle always had an arm round each of us. Sis immediately jumped on the sofa and snuggled up beside him. I again felt the jealousy as he put his arm around her and asked her what she wanted to do tonight. Sis of course asked if we could play a game as she always did and uncle of course asked what game she wanted to play. Sis said "I'll show you" and bolted off the couch and out the room to find the board-game she had in mind.

While she was gone, uncle spoke to me. "What about you Sarah? What do you want to do?" I just said that playing a game would be good. Uncle then asked "Aren't you going to sit with me today?" and patted the seat beside him. I really wanted to sit by him but for some reason I was afraid to, as if sitting by him would reveal to him all that I had been thinking the last few days. "Come on Sarah. Come and sit by your uncle." As if in a dream state I said "Ok" and slowly moved over to sit beside but away from him, not touching. As soon as I had sat down his arm snaked around me and he dragged me close to him. We sat hip to hip with his hand resting on my other outer hip. "That’s better." he said as sister came bounding back in the room clutching a game. "This one uncle, this one" she exclaimed. "What about you Sarah" uncle asked "Do you want to play that game?" I replied ok and sis sat on the ground to begin unpacking it. "Remember, we have to have dinner and let your mum and dad go out before we play though." uncle explained but sis carried on setting the game up anyway. So uncle and I sat on the couch while sis readied the game. I don't know why I had felt afraid to sit by uncle but now that I was here I was happy. I was very aware of his hand resting on my hip, every little movement or squeeze as he spoke. I sat there, hands clutched together in front of my chest and must have looked stupid but inside my heart was racing and I felt wonderful.

As uncle chattered away to sis, and I cuddled beside him, I realised that I was looking straight down into his lap and furthermore that my eyes were making out the outline of his package. My friends and I had talked of boys penises at times and I had seen my father in the shower before. I knew that penises where something that boys had, somehow were involved in sex and making babies but had never really thought much more about them than that. Yet here I was looking at uncles package and thinking that it looked bigger than dads'. For some reason I felt happy at the thought that uncle had a bigger penis than dad, though of course I did not know that for sure. I got a bit self conscious of where I was looking and tried to look away but invariably my eyes would flick back for a glance at all too regular an interval. Uncle never even noticed, he just carried on chatting with sis and squeezing me to him occasionally.

Sis finished with her game preparation and jumped up on the other side of uncle and she too got an arm about her. This was how we were as mum and dad walked in, nothing unusual there, they had seen this many times before. While mum finished preparing dinner, dad and uncle talked. In time mum called sis and I to ready the table for dinner and I left the side of uncle.

Dinner came and went and mum and dad readied themselves for their night out. Seemingly forever passed but finally they left for the night with final words of being good for uncle and not staying up too late. Uncle, sis and I sat down on the floor to play the board-game. My mind was only half on the game but it was still wonderful to be near to uncle and doing something with him. The game finished eventually and sis wanted to play another but uncle explained that it was getting late so maybe we should watch some TV before bedtime. That meant of course that we would be back on the sofa and I would never have complained about that. Uncle suggested that we get into our pyjamas and clean our teeth before watching so that we could just pop off to bed when we felt tired. Sis immediately peels her clothes off right there in the lounge and gets into her pyjamas. Though I had done the same many times in front of uncle without another thought, this time I felt reluctant and so got changed in my bedroom. I remember wondering as I put my nightie on if uncle would think it was pretty. I felt quite shy as I walked back through the lounge to the bathroom but this shyness was unnecessary as sis was way ahead of me and charged past, having cleaned her teeth to jump up by uncle and ask what was on TV.

Returning after cleaning my teeth I again felt a pang of jealousy to see sis cuddled up to uncles right, his arm draped around her. As I walked in front of them to sit on his left, I could see sis's panties under her little nightie and so became conscious of keeping my own nightie hem down as I again sat beside but apart from him, only once again to have his long arm drape across me and feel myself pulled tight in against him. So the three of us sat in front of TV, I realised that though I could see sis's panties as I walked in front of her, they were not visible while sitting. Somehow I felt happy that uncle could not see her panties. I didn't want uncle to see her panties, just mine. I startled myself with such a crazy thought but like it not, there was the thought and it would not go away.

Thoughts of panties also drew my eyes back to uncles' package and I seemed to look at that more than the program on the TV as if I wanted to etch the image into my mind forever. I also was not comfortable with sis still being there, I wanted uncle all to myself and hoped that she would go to bed soon as she normally went before me. It seemed like forever but finally sis declared that she was tired and going to bed. She gave uncle a hug, said good night to me and left for bed.

To my disappointment uncle got up and went outside for a cigarette and I was left counting down the moments until he returned. I must have adjusted my nightie and where to place my hands a hundred times while he was outside, trying to sit in the prettiest way I could. I wondered if uncle would even notice. In time he returned, sat myself me, slipped his arm over me and pulled me close to his side. I rested my head against the side of his chest and felt content. As uncle watched TV my eyes seemed glued to the front of his pants and my mind continued racing. I felt happy to have uncle all to myself. I must have been in a near trance as I just blurted out without thinking, "Uncle, do you have a girlfriend?" You would think that I had just asked him if he wanted a cup of tea for he just replied as if the question was nothing. "No Sarah, I don't". Perhaps emboldened I asked "Why not?" Again his response was just like any other question. "Well Sarah, I just haven't found a nice enough girl and really am too busy to look too hard right now." "Don't you like having a girlfriend Uncle?" "Of course I do Sarah, I just haven't had time for one for a while." Why I said what I said next I will never know, but I did all the same. "I could be your girlfriend."

Uncle chuckled but not in a mean way and gave me a big squeeze towards him. "Oh Sarah, how lovely. In a way you and sis are my girlfriends, you are my two most favorite girls in all the world." My mouth seemed to be working much faster than my brain at this point "But uncle, you can not have two girlfriends, you should only have one, and sis is too young." Again uncle chuckled and hugged me to him "Oh Sarah. Do you really think uncle needs a girlfriend?" Somehow I had lost my courage and resorted back to meekly saying "yes". Uncle was quiet for a moment then spoke again "Well Sarah, if you really want to be my girlfriend, then you can. But I think it’s probably a good idea not to tell anyone, especially sis. It'll be our little secret, you are my girlfriend and I am your boyfriend. What do you say?" My boldness had completely deserted me but I was still able to muster up a quiet "ok".

"Ok my pretty girlfriend, let’s have a little cuddle and watch TV before you get too tired." I felt happy to hear him call me his girlfriend and happy to hear him say I was pretty but as I sat cuddled beside him I thought nothing else had changed. He said we are girl and boyfriend but maybe he was just kidding. So I asked "Am I truly your only girlfriend?" Uncle sighed, paused a moment then spoke. "Sarah, you should know that uncles and nieces are not meant to be boy and girlfriend, that other people would get very angry if they heard such a thing. I think your mother and father would get angry too. Your uncle is too busy to look for a girlfriend so will not have one for a long time, maybe never again. So, if you really want to be my girlfriend and you promise to keep it secret from everyone else, and I mean everyone else; friends sis, mum, dad, teachers, everyone. Then and only then can you truly be my girlfriend." We were both silent for a moment, then he asked "So Sarah, what do you say? Do you still want to be my girlfriend?" Head down, I answered yes. "Sarah look at me?" When I didn't move uncle repeated the request and with his fingers under my chin lifted so that I was looking at him. "Look at me Sarah and tell me if you want to be my girlfriend?" Yes I responded. "And do you promise to keep this secret from everybody else in the world." Again my response was yes. With that, uncle took his fingers from my chin, hugged me tightly to him and said "Good, I am happy to have a pretty little girlfriend"

We sat for a while, I felt happy but still not completely satisfied that anything really had changed between us. Uncle must been thinking too for he asked "Sarah, what is it that you think boy and girl friends do?" I didn't know how to answer that and fumbled with a nothing response. Uncle asked again and eventually I got out that "They went everywhere together and held hands." Uncle responded "Yes they do that Sarah and you realise that we can not quite do that. But when we are alone we can hold hands." With that he took my hand in his. "There is something else you're not telling me though Sarah, what is it? What else do you think boy and girl friends do?" He had to ask me a number of times but in the end I said "they kiss." I felt uncle tense for a moment when I mentioned this and though his body eventually relaxed a little he was silent a moment longer. "Is there anything else Sarah that you think girl and boy friends do?" He kept at me with this question and I said some answers liking "dating" and "cuddling", the one that really floored him was when I said "making out". In the end he seemed satisfied that I had told him all I knew and fell quiet for a while. I sat against his side looking down, my eyes again focused on his lap. I thought maybe his package was a bit bigger than before but couldn't be sure. This intrigued me and I kept looking to see if it would grow before my eyes.

When uncle finally spoke, he seemed more careful, his words measured. "Sarah, I am happy that you want to be my girlfriend. You are a pretty young lady and any man would be pleased to be with you. But we must talk about this some more before we get into trouble." Eyes still looking at his crotch I asked "what trouble, uncle?" Again uncle was careful with his response. "Sarah, you know how your school and mum and dad all tell you to be wary of unknown older men, to never take gifts or accept rides and so forth?." I replied yes. "Do you know why your school and mum and dad keep telling you this." I said that "it was because I might be kidnapped." Uncle proceeded "Yes there is that Sarah, but there is also more than that. Some men will take children to do more than just kidnap them. They want to see the child with no clothes on for instance, to touch and kiss the child and do other things." I was quiet and just listening now wondering about what uncle was saying. "Sarah, there are some laws in this country to protect children from men like this, laws that send those men to jail. Until a child is older than sixteen no adult may touch or kiss them in the way a boy or girl friend might. Do you understand what I am saying Sarah." I said that I thought so but I did not really. "So Sarah, if I was to kiss you as my girlfriend and anyone else were to find out then I would be in lots of trouble and maybe even be sent to jail. I don't think you would like to see me sent to jail would you?" Of course I said no to that. "So I think Sarah, that although it is lovely that a pretty young lady like you would like to be my girlfriend, perhaps we should forget the idea so that we don't end up in trouble." I blurted out "But uncle, we won't get in trouble, we can keep it secret. No-one will ever know." Uncle gave me squeeze against him. "Sarah, you really want be my girlfriend?" "Yes uncle." Uncle sighed and was quiet for a moment. "Sarah, I really don't want to do anything to get into trouble. I will have to think about it." I was insistent, thinking that what had started out great was being lost. "We won't get into trouble uncle. We can keep it secret." "Ok Sarah, lets not talk about it anymore this night. We can discuss it next time." His final response disappointed me and though I made no move away from uncle I was sulking somewhat inside.

I sat against uncle and he held me to him in silence for some time. I think neither of us was watching the TV particularly. I felt a bit sad, that things had really not worked out that well. I think uncle sensed my feeling and my sulkiness.

In time uncle suggested that mum and dad would be home soon and that maybe I should pop off to bed before they arrived. I said ok and arose to head to bed, my head down and not very happy with the events of the evening. Uncle saw this and shifted forward to the edge of the sofa, quickly reaching out to take my hand before I moved out of range. "Sarah. How about a hug before you go to bed?" He gently pulled me toward him and that was enough for me to rush to him and throw my arms around his neck. His hands moved to my back and we held each other tight together, chins resting on each other shoulder. I felt uncle move his head back. "Sarah?" "Yes" I replied. "Look at me Sarah." I moved my head to look at uncle. Our eyes met for a second then he moved to me and I felt his lips touch mine in a short kiss before he pulled back. "You won't tell anyone, will you Sarah?" "No uncle." "Good girl." This time his lips met mine and held for a few moments. "A kiss good night for my girlfriend." My mind was in a haze, it felt wonderful to be held close by uncle and he had kissed me twice, my first kisses. "Do you like being kissed Sarah?" "Yes." " Do you want to be kissed again?" "Yes." "Ok last kiss then bed. No more ok?" "Ok." This kiss was longer again, our mouths together I felt uncles tongue flick across my lips. One of his hands stroked my hair while he kissed me. My heart was thumping in my chest, I wanted to stay in my uncles arms much longer. But all too soon he broke the kiss, gave me one last peck on the cheek and suggested I head to bed while reminding me of my promise to say nothing.

I looked down for a brief moment before turning to leave the room. But what I saw in that shortest of time I will never forget. The front of uncles’ pants was bulging out. I knew in myself that it was his penis that had grown big, very big and I knew also that it was me that had made it so. Uncle holding me and kissing me had made him grow. I thought about this and about my first kisses as I lay in bed and tried to go to sleep. I heard mum and dad arrive home and later uncles’ car leave before finally drifting off to sleep.

to be continued ......

r />I always had a slight crush on Stephen.  He was about average height,
skinny, and he had curly hair that he grew out and it suited his
handsome face to have the large curls dance around and frame his face.
He had soft green eyes with long black eyelashes and luscious lips.

I was always embarrassed of my appearance around Stephen.  I was by no
means ugly, I was tiny reaching only 4'8" and weighing barely 105, I had
a great body with a nice bubble but and a good sized pair of breast for
my size being in-between a B and a C bra size.  As for my face it had not
changed sense I was 11 (in fact even now I look exactly the same as I
did that day) so I was embarrassed about looking so young.

My crush on Stephen had been growing significantly throughout the
summer, I would often go over to his house and he had introduced me to
marijuana a month earlier and we would spend all day walking around the
woods behind our neighborhood smoking and talking.  Plus we were both
really into music (I play the piano, guitar, bass, and I sing, while
Stephen played the piano, saxophone, drums) and would often spend long
days making music together.  Spending all this time with Stephen having
him treat me as an equal and not as a little kid really made me
appreciate his company, even to the point where when I would masturbate
I would often imagine it was him touching me, imagining he was rubbing
his finger along my sensitive button dipping his fingers into my virgin
opening dragging the moisture from my hole to my button.

My crush was getting so intense I craved for Stephen to have similar
feelings for me, I even went to the extreme of getting my haircut like
his favorite pin-up model or as he would say "one of the sexiest women
to have ever existed" Bettie Page, whom I also greatly admired.  Once I
even sneaked a peak at his porn collection on his computer which he
"cleverly" named as "moms wedding photos" which I knew was bullshit sense
he had never even seen his mother.  Most of his pictures were of girls
being fucked in schoolgirl uniforms.  It made me wonder if he thought I
 looked sexy when he would pick me up from school. (I went to an all
girls’ catholic school.)

I figured I would try and excite him that night by wearing my school
uniform, I decided to wear my skirt from two years ago that still fit
but was hemmed too short for school.  I made my "innocent" schoolgirl
attire complete with white cotton panties, white over the knee socks,
black maryjanes, and I put my hair in pigtails.  I looked just like the
girls on Stephens computer, or at least I hoped I did.

"Mei-lani! Were leaving! Come on down and say goodbye!" I heard my dad
yell up the stairs, I hurried down the stairs and planted a kiss on my
dad, my dad made a puzzled face as he took in my attire "it's the middle
of summer, why on earth are you dressed for school!" I shrugged at his
response "I need to do laundry." I was surprised at my quickness with an
excuse.  "Ha! I told you, you should have done it yesterday instead of
running around with Stephen.  Oh speaking of which he should be here
soon."  I sighed, trying to act like I didn't want him over, I didn't
want my parents to get suspicious of me wanting to be alone with him (I
was after all dressed like a typical sex icon) "ugh I'm 14 when are you
guys going to trust me to be alone!" my dad mimicked my sigh "it's not
that we don't trust you lani, it's just that we don't trust other
people. All right? We will be back late tonight" "okay bye! Love you"
just as my parents opened the door I saw Stephen walking up the drive
way, "hi Stephen! Bye Stephen!" my mom said jokingly as she ran passed
him "later!" Stephen said as he approached the door, he literally
stopped when he saw me.

He stood there staring at me with a bewildered look on his face, I
squinted my eyes and bit my lip trying to look seductive and confused at
his obvious state of awe, "what?" I asked "your hair." I was devastated
it seemed as though my outfit had no effect, "I really like it, the
bangs look good on you and pigtails suit your face really well." He said
finally making his way inside. "Oh, thanks!" I said, although his
compliment made me happy I really wanted him to look at my outfit and
want me like the girls on his computer.  He walked into the living room
and I followed he then quickly turned around and held a joint in front
of my face, "Care to blaze?" I noticed his soft green eyes look at me
from bottom to top and it made me feel better, "why sir! I do declare!"
I said in my best southern bell accent.

We sat on my back porch smoking and talking, when I suddenly got a
naughty idea I thought might excite Stephen, "hey what is that?" I said
squinting into the grass about ten feet in front of Stephen "what's
what?" he asked trying to see what I was looking at "that!" I said as I
walked about five feet in front of him and bent over and looked into the
grass, could feel my skirt rise and I knew he could see my underwear, I
was getting wet just the idea of him seeing them, not trying to be to
obvious I squatted in the grass and started patting the grass as if
trying to find something then I got on all fours being sure to stick my
butt up in the air.  "Nice panties!" Stephen said playfully, while
giving my bottom a light pat. "Yah I bet you enjoyed that! Haha" I said
standing up he laughed, "you have a cute butt! What can I say?" his
comment made me ecstatic.  I sat back down next to him, only this time I
sat close enough to him that our knees would touch "my mom lost an
earring out here, I thought I saw something reflect the light I thought
it might be it."  "Oh." He said as he looked directly in my face, he
made a small smile, and then I knew, I could just tell by the way he
looked at me, with his soft green eyes that he felt the same way about
me as I did about him.  I felt my face get hot and I wanted nothing
more then for him to kiss me.

I looked down at my shoes in a nervous gesture and he turned his gaze
and looked off at the sky. "Hey," he said "yah" I responded to see he
had returned his gaze to me.  He gave me another smile as he placed his
finger on my chin and brought his lips to mine, our kiss was quick, just
a peck and very nervous, he quickly turned his gave to the horizon, and
we both sat there in silence.  I was overwhelmed with excitement, Stephen
hadn't been my first kiss, but it was the first that meant anything.
"Your 14 why on earth do your parents still ask me to baby-sit you?" he
said obviously trying to get rid of the tension in the air, "they don't
trust OTHER people." I said mocking my father.  "Hahahaha if only they
knew what we do together."  I laughed at his reply and he looked at me
"I think you’re really pretty."  I felt my face get hot and Stephen leaned
in closer to me and gave me another kiss, only this time he held his
lips over mine.  "Damn, haha" he said after breaking the kiss while
pushing dirt around with his shoes.  "I've wanted to do that for some
time now.  I was just afraid sense you were younger then me, you'd think
I was creep." I couldn't help but laugh "I could never look at you as a
creep."  He looked back at me smiling.

He leaned into me again starting with a soft tender kiss, he slowly
opened his mouth, and I followed pursuit allowing his tongue to enter my
mouth, as our tongues dance he leaned in closer to me and I could feel
the heat radiating from his body, he let his hand find my knee and he
slowly started to massage his way up my thigh, I felt my body grow hot
and I wanted nothing more for him to continue his pursuit and find my
eager vagina, he moved his hand to my inner thigh and I moaned into his
mouth when he let his finger brush over my panties, he quickly pulled
his hand away and broke our kiss.  "Fuck." He murmured, "what's wrong?" I
asked scared he was somehow angry with me,  "we can't do this." He said
looking at me with his beautiful eyes. "Why not?" I asked eager for him
to touch my wet vagina again, only this time under the panties.
"Because Lani, what will happen afterwards?  We will fool around tonight
and then what? Tomorrow we just go back to normal? We can't date
each other, your father will chop off my nuts he's so protective of you,
and then we won't be able to hardly ever see each other, it will be
pointless. And I care way to much about you to just fool around with you
for a night and then just act like nothing happened."  I gave him a
playful push "my parents don't have to know about anything, no one does,
we could act normal with everyone else, then be a couple when we are
alone."  He gave me an ensuring smile, "it can't hurt to try.  But lets
go inside, to your room....  I don't want to get bitten up."

He held out his hand and led me inside, he ushered me to the stairs "lead
the way" he said motioning up the stairs as I walked up the stairs I let
my ass sway seductively, Stephen reached out his hand and gave my ass a
tight squeeze "goddamn your ass is nice" he said as we neared my bedroom
door, as I reached for the handle he wrapped his arms around me and I
could feel his hard dick press up against my ass, which I thought was
strange sense he was so much taller then me but when I looked down I saw
he was bent slightly at the knees.

I opened my bedroom door and Stephen followed me in closing the door
behind him he put his arms around my waist and held be from behind and
slowly grinded his cock on my ass, he let out of a soft moan and nibbled
on my earlobe, I could feel my vagina boiling over and I was tempted to
bring a hand over and relieve myself but decided against it, I wanted to
save it for Stephen.  He led me over to the bed and had me sit on the
edge.

He looked at me with hungry eyes as he stood towering over me, he bent
over and kissed me hard pushing his tongue in my mouth, to my delight
his hand found it's way to my vagina and he began massaging my slit
through my panties.  I was dripping wet and my body felt like a
radiator, Stephen slipped his fingers inside my panties and I let out a
moan when he slid his finger across my slit letting out a gasp when he
touched my clit.  He was the first person other then me to touch me that
way, he got on his knees and silently pulled off my panties, I was
embarrassed by my swollen lips and he looked up at me smiling "I see you
shave." I giggled at his remark then suddenly became nervous, I didn't
know what to expect and I was afraid he was going to stick his dick in
me, I wanted it but I was scared of the pain, then to my surprise he
looked up at me and said "Can I eat you out?" I had no idea what he was
talking about.

He must have noticed my confusion because he continued with "I want lick
your pussy" I just stared down at him scared and excited, he smiled up
at me and spread my knees and he stuck his head between my thighs, my
entire body was shaking and I was about to tell him to stop, when
suddenly I felt his tongue slide from my hole to my clit, the feeling of
his velvety tongue rolling around my vagina and flicking over and over
my clit my entire body started to shake, he grabbed me by my hips and
pushed me further onto his face, he sucked my clitoris into his mouth
and began flicking it with his tongue, I began to moan and slowly grind
my pussy onto his face, my pussy was pulsating and I could feel the
tingling sensation in my body telling me an orgasm was near. The new
feelings Stephens' hot mouth was introducing to me felt so amazing I
couldn't imagine how I could have gone so long without it.  He continued
to lick all over my dripping cunt paying special attention to my button,
suddenly he pushed his tongue into my virgin hole, the feeling was
electrifying and then he replaced his tongue with a finger and went back
to sucking on my clit.  I couldn't take anymore and I grabbed the back
of his head as I humped his face as an overpowering took over my body.
I closed my eyes shut and absorb all that was going on as the orgasm
washed through my body, I thought about how the amazing feelings taking
over me were being enticed by the guy I've been dreaming would one day
make love to me.   My entire body was on fire and I locked my legs
around his head and furiously humped his face, he continued to flick my
clit with his tongue, I started to moan and scream until finally I
couldn't take anymore and I pushed Stephens face away from my pulsing
vagina.

He laid down next to me on the bed and gave me a soft kiss on the lips,
I licked my own juices off my lips that Stephen left on me, "You have
the most perfect pussy" he said his eyes looking deep into me.  I turned
to my side and placed my hand over the hard bulge in his khakis, I
started to gently massage him through his jeans.  He let out some soft
moans and I decided to go further.

I fumbled with his button and pulled the zipper down, I could feel my
vagina growing hot again as I pulled his pants down, I could see the
outline of his hard cock through his boxers, as I tugged his pants down
further, I saw the tip of his penis hanging out.  I looked up at his
face and he simply smiled at me as he pulled his pants all the way off
and lifted his ass up in the air to take off his boxers.  I watched in
awe as he pulled his boxers down, revealing to me the first penis I ever
saw in person.  His dick was hard but instead of sticking straight up in
the air as expected it lay on top of his balls sticking out in line with
his legs.  (I later learned due to the large size of his cock gravity
held it down) I placed my hand on his hard dick and started to stroke it
slowly, his dick was just thick enough for my fingertips to barely touch
as I wrapped them around his cock.  I looked up at him to see his
reaction when he winced in pain "it's too dry, that hurts" he said
looking down at me "what do I do to make it wet?" he gave me a shy
smile, "you can use lotion."  I was about to get up when he said "or you
could use salvia, I think that feels better, you could just spit in your
hand or if you wanted, but I understand if you don't, you could lick
it." He was watching my face intensely to gauge my reaction.  "Like a
blow job?"  He stroked my breast through my shirt, "yah" his gaze was
held on my breast as he gently knead them, his warm hands massaging my
breast made me let out a small moan, he gently pinched my nipple through
my blouse, "but before you do anything, would you unbutton your shirt, I
want to see your breast” I did as he was asked letting my breast free
from the cotton shirt, "no bra?" he commented almost joking "I figured
I'd probably just end up taking it off." He gave me a sly look "you've
planned this all out haven't you?" I blushed and looked down at my bed
"that makes it even hotter" he said as he rolled my bare nipple, I let
out a small gasp and started to take off the shirt "no, don't I like it
like this."

I moved over so I was kneeling between his legs and I lowered my head
and picked up his cock aligning it with my mouth, I started gathering
saliva in my mouth and I wet my lips and I frenched kissed his entire
cock from bottom to top, distributing a healthy amount of salvia with
each inch, I wrapped my hand around his cock and stroked him slightly
squeezing my hand so it pulsed lightly as I stroked him (a tip I learned
from a porn magazine I found in my dads closet) I stuck out my tongue
(which is very long I might add) and licked all around the mushroom
shaped head, paying special attention to the underside, which Stephen
would groan every time my tongue flicked under the head.  I looked up to
his face and his eyes met mine, while keeping our gaze I licked all
around his head then popped it into mouth sucking hard as my tongue
danced across the tip, and my hand pulsed up and down the shaft.  As he
through his head back he groaned "uh holy fuck, Mei, oh fuck that feels
so good."  I popped his cock out of my mouth and began to pop it in and
out of my mouth rolling my lips on the underside.  "Oh, fuck! Oh fuck!
Ungh, you have to stop you have to."  I popped his cock out of my mouth
and removed my hand afraid I hurt him; I worriedly watched his face as
he caught up on his breath.  "Oh god I was about to cum" he said sitting
up to meet my gaze, confused I glared at him "isn't that good?"

He grabbed my breast and started rolling my nipple between his fingers.
"I'm not done with you yet."  My eyes grew big and I inched closer to
his body, "are we really going to do it?"  He looked into my eyes gently
and cupped my face with his hands, "if you’re not ready, we won't do it, I
just thought..." "No, please, I really want this." I cut him off, okay
let me get a condom," "no, we don't need one." he looked at me confused
"I know you've had your period I was with you when first got it 2 years
ago. I don't want to get you pregnant." I laughed at his response "my
mom put me on the pill when I started dating Axel, she didn't want me to
get pregnant like my sister did."  He put his head between my breasts and
licked my nipple, sending electric shocks throughout my body "we should
probably use one anyway just to be extra safe."  I looked down at him
with pleading eyes "I want to feel you” he groaned and looked up at me
"oh god this is going to be perfect."

I leaned up against my headboard and as he held my knees to my chest as
he positioned his cock at my pussy.  "This is probably going to hurt..."
I looked up at him and let out a nervous smile "I know."  He rubbed his
cock up and down my slit and I gasped with indescribable pleasure, who
knew just having a dick rub up and down my vagina could feel so good.
He moaned and then positioned his dick at my virgin opening.  I gasped
as he pushed his dick into me, it was an amazing filling as he slowly
entered me, I was pained by just the stretching of my vagina around his
intruder, I was afraid of the feeling of him breaking through my hymen.
He got his head in and he moaned loudly as his head poked my hymen,
"fuck your so tight," he said through clenched teeth, "okay we can do
this two ways, ungh I can push through it slowly or I can force my self
in with a hard thrust."  "Do it fast, get it over with."

He pulled back so only the tip was in and he pushed in, "ungh! Ow!" I
gasped, "shit, I didn't break it, okay...  again” I braced my self by
grabbing my pillows, "okay I'm going to try again" he pulled out so only
the tip was in again, then he thrust all the way in breaking through my
hymen causing a searing pain rush through my body "agh!!!!!" I screamed
as I wrapped my arms tightly around him holding him in place as tears ran
down my cheek while my vagina contracted squeezing his cock buried deep
inside of me.  "Oh fuck!  Ungh...  are you okay?" he said gasping
between words.  All I could do was nod, "is there anyway you could stop
squeezing my dick with you muscles...  your so fucking tight, the
squeezing is going to make me cum, I can only hold it off for so long."
His comment made me laugh and I felt my body relax as I began to come to
terms with the new feeling rising in me.  Stephen was inside of me, it
felt so good just knowing he was inside me, just then I felt him slide
his dick slowly back and the pain began bearable, he slowly pushed back
into me and I couldn't believe how beautiful it felt to be this close to
him, even though physically I was in pain emotionally I was in pure
bliss.  Stephen continued his slow fuck and he finally released my legs
from my chest, I wrap my legs around him as he continued to push deeper
and deeper into my tight cunt, "ungh, oh fuck lani you feel so amazing,
ungh" with that Stephen increased his pace, and while I was beginning to
gain some physical pleasure the pain oversaw it, but I just enjoyed
giving Stephen such pleasure I dealt with the pain.  Stephen pushed
harder and deeper into me and with each thrust a loud slap could be
heard as our bodies collided, he started massaging my breast with a
vigor and soon his tongue was in my mouth as he kissed me with such a
force I thought for sure my face would be numb.  He kept pounding my
newly deflowered cunt when he released his kiss and took hold of my legs
again, "uh, oh fuck, uh fuck ungh!" with one last vigorous thrust I felt
Stephens cock pulse from deep inside of me as a wash of warmth leaked
into me, I knew it was his cum and I looked into his face which was
twisted into a pain like grimace.  Then he fell on top of me his body
heaving, I ran my fingers through his curly hair soaking in what just
happened.  I can't even put into words how wonderful I felt.  "You
didn't cum..." Stephen said his words muffled by my chest, "it's okay,
it started to feel good, but it just hurt too much."  He lifted his head
from my chest a look of sadness in his eyes, "I'm sorry, next time will
be better, I promise."  My heart leapt at the time he said 'next time'
for the past year all I wanted was to loose my virginity to Stephen, I
never really thought past it, but now not only did I loose my virginity
to him, he was now my boyfriend.

---Summary
Stephen, didn't lie, the next time was better, we were a couple in
secret for one year, then my dad actually caught us in the act, so for
the next year we were openly together, however sense my father caught us
it was very difficult to get alone, we resulted to being intimate
together in the woods, except the few rare times we were able to be
alone in our own homes.  But by the end of our second year together
Stephen moved to Tokyo for a year, we broke up not wanting to go long
distance, we both dated other people, and when he moved back we stayed
friends for a year until we moved in together.  I have plenty of other
sexual adventures to write about, including those with Stephen my some
other guys I dated, and the few females I fell in love with.  If this
story does well and you want to hear more from me I'd be happy to dig
through my journals and recap some events.