Where it happened: In a picnic area
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 1
Category: Straight
It was the summer after 8th grade and I was just starting to enjoy the attention of boys. I had been “going with” Allen, but we were both too shy to do more than kiss, so when Sean started calling me, I broke up with Allen and started going with him. We lived several miles apart, but Sean and I wanted to see each other, so we made plans to sneak out of our respective homes at night to meet. He’d ride his bicycle to the housing addition where I lived and I’d meet him by the front road. We’d walk to an area where there was still some building going on, pick a nice, partly completed house and make out on the front porch. I learned the basics of blow-jobs during that first month or so.
We started talking about “going all the way”. We both wanted to, but had to get the “supplies” (a condom). We made plans to meet near his house this time. His housing addition had a nice park area with a sheltered picnic table that couldn’t bee seen from any of the roads. We were both a little nervous (I was only 13, he was 15) and the fact that all he could get his hands on was a plastic baggie didn’t help to put us at ease. But we decided to just let our young hormones go and see how it worked out. We started with kissing and petting, enjoying the feel of each others bodies. I went down on him to get him further along and after a bit we agreeed it was time. I laid back on the cement table and he got on top. It took a bit of time to get his cock inside of me because he was very well developed for 15, but it finally made it a bit. We took it slow and easy for my sake (and the seems on the baggie didn’t help, but at least it was one of those “Alligator Bags” with the texture on it) until things got smother, then he fucked me with everything he had. After he came, he laid there and we talked about our favorite subject: our future together. You know, getting married and where we’d live and how we’d bring up our children.
When I got home (probably aroung 3 or 4 in the morning) I make a special mark on my calendar noting the date. I wish I could remember it, but I don’t.
Like all wonderful summers, ours came to an end when the dad of the family across the street from me came home very late one night and saw me out walking to my rendevous. He told his wife, who asked her son if he knew anything about it. Now he knew I was sneaking out of the house, but he said he told his mom that I was just “screwing around” and that his mom took it literally. Yeah, right. I was grounded for quite a while when my mom was told. Sean went on to high school and I moved out of the city into a much smaller town. We got back together when I was 15, but being the emotional young girl that I was back then, the second time only lasted a year and a bit. But I think of Sean and wonder how he’s doing. If he’s married. If he has kids. If he’s still into magic talismans.If he thinks of me with a smile or a frown. I hope it’s a smile. Thank you Sean, for a wonderful summer.
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