Julia and I had been friends since elementary school. We hung out with the same group and marched together at middle school graduation. Since we were close friends, it didn’t occur to us that we could be any more than that. Then the summer after I got my driver’s license, I asked her if she wanted to go canoeing. She agreed and we spent most of a day on a nice slow river. We didn’t see another soul. Sometime during our outing I looked at her in the front of the canoe and thought: Damn, that’s a nice ass. A little later we traveled under a large tree branch and I told her not to move. I moved up to the front and pretended to pick something off her neck. She asked what I was doing and I told her that she’d had a wood tick on her. Julia was grossed out and I told her that there was only one way to make sure she didn’t have other ticks on her. She asked how and I told her she needed to take off her shirt and let me check her. She didn’t like the idea, but we pulled off to one bank and she took off her shirt. I told her she needed to take her bra off, too and she gave me this “you’re kidding, right?” look. I said it was okay with me if she didn’t, but she wouldn’t know if a tick had found its way there. So she took off her bra and I thought, holy shit, those are some nice knockers. I moved them around, pretending that I was looking for ticks, until she finally realized I was just getting off playing with her tits.
Nothing more happened that day, but we laughed about it from time to time afterward. I’d say, “Hey, Julia, I think it’s time to check for ticks,” and she’d say, “In your dreams.” She didn’t think I was serious, but I was starting to fantasize about her. Then school started and it was a bit lonely for both of us. Our closest friends had graduated the year before and so we didn’t have as many fun things to do. One day we decided to hang out. I suggested we go see our friend, Will, who had graduated the year before, but was still living at home and working as an electrician. I knew that Will and his whole family were going to be gone for the weekend, but his house is on a bluff that overlooks the ocean and there are no neighbors around. I thought it would be a good place to take Julia to be alone and park.
We drove up to Will’s house and I walked up to knock on his door, but (as I knew) no one was there. I walked back to the truck and turned it around and we sat there looking out at the spectacular view of the ocean. We started talking about all kinds of things and joking around. Then I got serious. I told Julia that I was bummed out that our friends had graduated and that she was the only person who made high school any fun. I said we’d known each other for so long that it would probably seem like a strange thing to say, but I often wondered what it would be like to kiss her.
She smiled and said she wondered the same thing sometimes. So I leaned over and gave her a soft kiss. I said, “That wasn’t gross at all,” and she laughed. Then I said that it had actually been quite nice. She slid over and we started to kiss in earnest. I was instantly turned on and I started playing with her tits. This time she knew I wasn’t looking for ticks.
We used to joke that Julia should have been born in the 60s, because she was a bit of a hippy. She sometimes wore her mothers old clothes and that evening was not an exception. She had on some bell-bottom jeans that had zippers on either side of her belly and the zippers had rings on them. I grabbed those rings and pulled them done and that opened up a view to her pink panties with the bow on her waist. I reached in and played with her clit, and then a put a finger inside her. It slipped in without a problem–she was so wet. She groaned and started moving her hips and I thought: Damn, she’s getting into this.
After a while we couldn’t take it anymore. I told her to take off her pants and she seemed eager to do it. I pulled down my pants and I was as hard as granite. Needless to say, I rolled on top of her, spread her legs and found that beautiful sweet spot. I filled her to my balls and damn, it was good. I tried to make it last, but I was too turned on. After a while I knew I was going to shoot and so I pulled out of her and came on her stomach. She put her hand down there and felt it and asked if I’d come inside her, too, and I said no. She smiled and looked relieved. Then she said, “Good job.” That made we feel good.
From then on we were never a couple, but we did fuck from time to time. I will never forget those occasions. We helped each other through school and pleasured each other for the next couple years. Then we went to separate colleges, but we still talk occasionally.
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