Steve

My mom’s idea to leave me with her best friend from college and her kids on summer was really bad. But my dad had just left home and run off with some woman, and my mom was having some kind of crisis. So she left me with her best friend from college, like I said. It was in North Carolina, and I was very unhappy about it. I was away from all my friends and I didn’t even know where we would be living in the fall. My mom said that we might move. I didn’t know what the hell was going on.

So there I was in this small town with this family I hardly knew. They were friendly enough to me, this woman and her boyfriend who wasn’t there much. The woman had a daughter, Amanda. We called her “Manny.” She was a year younger than me, and she was pretty. She had shoulder length brown hair and dark brown eyes. She was the same height as me and she was very moody. Sometimes she was really friendly and other times she wouldn’t even talk to me. During the weekdays her mom would go off to work leaving us alone. That’s a really bad idea, but I guess she had no choice. Manny would go off to her friends and leave me during the day sometimes and I would be really bored, just watching TV or bouncing a ball off the wall, or riding Manny’s bike around the yard and up and down the street, so embarrassed to be on a girl’s bike.

But sometimes Manny would stay home and we would watch TV together, or run around the garden together. We’d get each other with the garden hose, soaking each other, or playing tricks on each other. It was kind of fun and kind of hostile. We would get bored and tease each other or play dare or just chase each other and tickle each other, or try to twist each other’s arm or whatever.

After a few weeks of this we started getting sexual. I don’t know how it happened or why, it just became a bit weird and twisted. I would be running around in my shorts and she would dare me to take them off. At first I told her to stop being stupid, but then I started doing what she said. And I told her to undo her PJ top. I remember the first time she did it, and I saw her small breasts and puffy nipples. I expect I teased her, but I know I was so horny. Other times we would be sitting on the couch and we would annoy each other by resting a hand on the other, and keep on putting it on the other person just to be aggravating. I would rest my hand on her thigh and even slide my hand up her shorts and she would push me away. Or she would just put her palm down over my crotch. Sometimes I would just let her do it and I would get hard. I bet she could feel it. Another time I sat behind her when she was sitting on the floor, and I just cupped her tits. She beat me up but I did it again later on.

I remember the day that she put her hand down my shorts. It was the morning and I was just in my shorts because it was so hot. I was watching TV and she came and sat down next to me. She told me to change the channel but I didn’t. So she got really annoyed and stuck her hand down there and grabbed my cock, squeezing it like it was a punishment. But I got very hard. She looked at me with this really long stare and kept on rubbing and pretty soon I came. I was so surprised. She wiped her sticky hand on my shorts and then changed the channel. She didn’t say anything about it.

Near the end of the summer it went one step further. We had been spraying each other with water in the garden and we were soaked. I went inside to change and she was there in the bathroom naked. She was looking at herself in the mirror as she toweled down her hair. I went in there and stood behind her and looked at her in the mirror and started rubbing her tits. I don’t know why I did it. I was curious I expect, and I wanted to get her back, and I wanted to be close to her I suppose. Then I pulled off my shorts and underwear. She took hold of my cock and rubbed it again. She had done it a few times over the summer and I had come every time. This time I reached down and felt her pussy. It was wet, slippery. She didn’t have much hair. I said something like “let’s fuck” or “can I do you?” I don’t remember exactly. But I do remember her saying OK and lying down on the bed in her room. She just stared at me and said “stick it in then.” I got on top of her and kind of fumbled and I didn’t like being so close to her face with mine, but I rubbed her tits and I got my cock up near her pussy and moved around trying to work out what to do. Then almost suddenly it suddenly went in. I wasn’t very big and it wasn’t like it was going to split her open, but she still went “oohhhhhhh” pretty loud, and I went really still. Then she told me “go on, do it.” I started pushing in and out of her. I could feel her pussy really hot around my cock, and it was scary but really good. “Manny,” I gasped, “is this OK?” “Yes do it,” she told me. I pushed in and out for a while, looking down to see it go in her and then I shot in her. It probably didn’t last long. She got up and wiped herself with her towel between her legs. I was embarrassed but still really horny. “Let’s do it again?” I asked. I had jerked off to The Joy Of Sex a lot of times at home, and I wanted to try a different position. I told her to get on her hands and knees. I can still remember looking at my cock slide into her pussy from behind, it is such a turn on to me. I loved it going into her and getting all covered in her wetness. It was so new to me. It was easier from behind because I could see what I was doing, and I could hold on to her hips. I lasted a lot longer that way, and I fucked her hard. I don’t know if she liked it but she didn’t’ stop me or tell me that she didn’t like it. We didn’t even talk about it afterwards. We just watched more TV and kept on teasing each other. We were pretty comfortable with each other naked by the end of the summer, but obviously we could not tell anyone, and we acted normal when her mom came home. But that last week, we fucked a lot. I think of my cock sliding into her beautiful pussy and I still don’t know what to think about it, but I know it was one of the most intense experiences I ever had.

I didn’t see her again, we moved to another state after and I heard that she got a boyfriend after a couple of years. It was three years after that summer that I even kissed a girl, for the first time.

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