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Jay

Age when it happend: 17
Where it happened: best friend's house
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight

When this occured, I was just beginning my senior year in high school. I was one of the bright kids, and a hockey player, as was my long time best friend, Dave. I mention Dave only because it was his sister whose arms I would end up in. Her nickname was Kat- a cute thirteen year old eigth grader at the local junior high. She had maintained a crush on me since I was in about the fourth grade, though I had only begun to notice her recently. She’s about 5’4″, with shoulder length brown hair, modest tits, and a perfectly sculptured ass. My appetite for her had been wetted somewhat the summer before when Dave, her and I were swimming together at their parent’s camp. Clothed in her bathing suit, I couldn’t help but notice how well she was filling out. . .The day occured when I went to my friends house to pick up a hockey stick I had left there way back during the winter. I parked by the front door and knocked- no answer. For some reason (higher power?), I decided to go around back, not really convince that know one was home. And too my mysterious suspicion, I was right. Kat was sprawled out on a lawn chair soaking up rays in a two-piece bathing suit. She didn’t notice me until I spoke her name:

“Kat?”
She jerked up with a start, once hand going to her heart.
“Oh. . .” she said, followed by a few long seconds of silence.
“Sorry to scare you- is Dave home?” I asked.
“Um, no.” Her hand still covered chest, and she glanced around fertively. I suspected she be pretty conscious of the fact that she was alone before me clad only in a pretty skimpy bathing suit, though I had seen her like that before. For my part, I only wore a pair of soccer shorts, sandals, and shades.
“Oh,” I continued, “I just came over to grab my stick. Is anybody at all around?”
“No, but I can get it.” She got up- finally removing her hand- and displayed the full beauty of her innocent, maturing body. I was suddenly captivated by the sheer eroticism of the whole affair, as simple as it might seem. My eyes lingered too long on her body and I presume she noticed as she blushed pretty conspicuously and cast her eyes down.
“Come on,” she said at last. She turned and walked to the back door, and I followed with my eyes glued to her ass. I envisioned her naked, causing my dick to shift and slowly rise.
The back door led to a basement, in which we spent several minutes looking around with no luck.
“Let’s check upstairs,” she suggested.
Upstairs we poked around in Dave’s room, but still with no luck.
“I don’t know where it could be,” she said.
“Do you think Dave might have left it in back of his truck?” I asked.
“Yeah, that’s probably it.” That pretty much concluded the search, but I was pretty sure at this point that I didn’t want to leave easily.
The awkward moment passed slowly with both of us just kind of looking around.
“Want a drink?” she asked.
“Sure, how ’bout a scotch on the rocks.”
We both laughed as the tension eased somewhat and she grabbed us each a coke from the fridge.
“Mind if I check the Sox score?” I said, though I wasn’t even sure they’d be playing.
“Yeah, sure. I don’t know when Dave’s getting back, but you can wait a while if you want. I’ll join you as soon as can throw some clothes on.”
“Why bother, I like you the way you are.” Damn!!! At the time I wished I could take it back very very very much.
She just kind of let out a littel gasp and turned extremely red.
“Uh- I’ll wait in the living room,” I murmured, and walked off.
The Sox were on, and Kat came out about five minutes later, both of us intent on not discussing my earlier comment. At that point my horniness was overshadowed by the fear of losing my best friend. When she came out she was wearing a tee shirt and shorts.
“So what’s the score,” she asked.
“3-0 Sox,” I said.
“Cool.” She plopped down on the couch next to me. My eyes were unwillingly drawn to the slight jiggling of her budding tits as she sat down. She wasn’t wearing a bra. My dick shot straight up.
We just sort of sat there for a few minutes. The fact that she wasn’t wearing anything under her shirt was evidence enough to me that she wanted me. I just wasn’t sure how to initiate it. Finally I looked back at her and noticed her eyes were focused on my erection. I knew then where this would end (as long as Dave or their parents didn’t walk in the door).
“Kat?” I said softly. She looked at me, this time not blushing.
“Yeah?” was were reply, a soft, desiring, youthful whisper.
I didn’t respond in words. Instead I moved my hand to her thigh and began rubbing it tenderly. She tensed at my touch, but I didn’t stop. I moved my hand up towards her pussy, pushing her shorts along with it. She kind of squirmed backwards on the couch a little bit, further indicating a sort of uncertain resistance. But my index fingers soon met her pussy, which I discovered was not only unclothed, but also very wet. As I rubbed her there gently, the tension suddenly rushed out of her. She met my fingers with a slight thrust of her hips.
“God, Jay. . .” she breathed. I removed my finger, and we both stood up in unison. Her green eyes met my own, and she bit her lower lip. Not wanting to lose the moment, I moved foward and took her in my arms. I craned my head down to meet her lips and we engaged in the most amazing, exhilerating french kiss of my life. Soon she moved her lips down to my chest and began to such gently at my nipples. I could only take a few seconds of this- I had to see all that the bathing suit had hidden. I brought hands under her shirt and quickly over her head. She kind of blushed again and looked uncertain. I just told her the truth.
“You’re beautiful.” With that she reached down and quickly pulled down her shorts to reveal her full body to me at last. I followed suit at double speed after stepping out of my sandals, and we ended in up in eachothers arms again, this time fondling each others’ body. I can’t even begin to explain what it was like to grasp this thirteen-year-olds body. Her ass was so soft and tender, her tits firm and compact. Finally, we let go of eachother and went to her parents room. There, to my surprise, she gave an innocent little giggle as she plopped on her parents’ bed. She lay on her back with her legs spread. I got between them and moved mouth to her tits, taking up as much of them as I could. My lips circled around first one nipple, then the other. Kat moaned pleasurably. I had moved one hand down to her pussy and began fingering it, which caused more and louder moans.
After several minutes I stopped and looked and met her eyes. She knew what I wanted.
“Enter me,” she whispered.
I carefully positioned my penis in front of her vagina and slowly began to enter it. Inch by inch (by inch by inch by inch by inch by inch!) I penetrated you. She was incredibly tight, though I’ve no other virgin conquests to compare her to. She cried at first, but urged me on. I proceeded carefully and tenderly, not wanting to hurt her. At last I broke through, and for awhile just laid on top of her.
“Now,” she said, “I’m ready.” We fucked slowly at first, but then our virgin urgency took over and we increased our pace dramatically. Ours eyes remained locked during the entire time, adding to the sheer pleasure of the mate. She orgasmed within a minute, and I followed suit right after, jetting my sperm deep within her, heedless of the potential consequences. She broke free from the whisper that had dominated her earlier speech with a savage scream. We came down from our climax, and I rolled off of her. We stared at the ceiling for a few minutes, trying to reclaim ourselves. Eventually we ended up engaged in sex again- this time taking our time. She sucked my dick vary unprofessionally for a while, then I matched her job by eating her out. At last we fucked once more, this time with her on top. We went to the bathroom and showered again, and I fucked her yet again under the streaming water. It wasn’t until she we were sitting on the couch in eachother’s arms watching some lame movie that the possibility of pregnancy even struck her. She cried for awhile, but I told her I loved her, that I’d take care of her, whether she wanted an abortion, or wanted to run away together, or even stay and face the consequences. I feel I spoke to her honestly, I think I did love her- and still do. Too me she’s beauty incarnate. Of course a relationship between us would never have been socially allowed- so thank god she wasn’t pregnant. Now I’m a junior in college, and she’s a junior in high school. My family moved away after I graduated, so we lost contact. My best friend attends the same college as I do, though, and at a hockey game last year I saw her for the first time since my graduation. We didn’t really speak much, especially with her mother and brother there. But our eyes met, and at one point I silently mouther to her, “I love you.” She responed by smiling and placing her hand over her heart, then pointing at me. When she’s older, and done with high school, I know we’ll be together again.

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