Where it happened: tree house
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 8
Category: Straight
When I was in kindergarten, the girl who lived back of us took me up in a tree house down the street and we played doctor. This precocious child had seen her mom and dad having sex, and wanted to see what it was like. Of course, I was years away from getting it up, and when I tried to put my finger inside her, she was dry and it hurt her. Still we kissed and rolled a round and said things like “I love you” and “Fuck Me”, not really knowing what they meant.
Being a good catholic girl, she started first grade in parochial school, and I went to public school. Our family also moved to the other side of town, so I didn’t see her any more. Our town was small enough that after the Catholics got past 8th grade, they had to go 20 miles down the road to the parochial high school. Mary Louise’s parents decided to put her in public school instead of paying for transportation and school fees.
I recognized her at the orientation assembly and talked to her in the hall afterward. Then we were in the same Science class, and it was easy to sit beside her since she didn’t know too many people. We were just school acquaintances because we didn’t live near each other and our parents didn’t mix with Catholics.
Our school system had to sneak sex education into the science classes because the town was too conservative to actually allow the school to do more than have a unit on human reproduction. But they actually slipped in birth control when discussing ovulation by noting that there were pills that would prevent it, and condoms when they talked about the STD statistics. They showed us the horror films of the girl who had syphilis cankers on her face (but wouldn’t say she got them from oral sex) and told us to wait for marriage.
Of course, this brought back memories of Mary Louise taking me up to the tree house, so I teased her about it. She got kind of serious, and said we could have learned a lot more from each other. I said we ought to repeat the lesson, and surprisingly, she said I was right and invited me over the next Saturday afternoon.
I got my parents to take me over to her house, talking up the reunion with our old neighbors. The adults started talking, snacking, and drinking, and we snuck off to the tree house. It seemed rickety, but we got up there and I saw she’d per-positioned a sleeping bag. Somehow, she also got an XXX magazine with pictures of dicks sliding into pussies, and tongues licking pussies, and dicks in girl’s mouths.
We spread out the sleeping bag for a mini-mattress, undressed each other, inspected each other, felt each other’s tits and dick, and then sat down to go through the pictures. I was leaking precum and she left a damp spot where she sat.
Next was practice. She went down on me, and kept asking me how it felt and what she should do to make it better. I got her sucking and rubbing her tongue over the sweet spot right behind my dickhead while sliding the skin around the base of my dick up and down. I was too dumb to tell her when I was ready to cum, and after the first shot, she pulled off me and my next shot went on her face. She pushed my dick away from her, and the rest of the cum went on my belly.
She was startled and somewhat upset about it all. She said the taste wasn’t wonderful, but it wasn’t too bad. I started kissing her face and licking up cum, trying to clean her up from the inadvertent mess I’d made, and using it as an excuse to get a taste of cum. (I’d never thought to taste it after I jacked off!)
This mollified her somewhat, and her curiosity got her started kissing and licking and cleaning me up. Then she lay back and told me to put kisses everywhere on her body. I had no trouble with her face, her neck, and would have stayed sucking her boobs forever until she pushed my head down her chest and told me to keep going. When I got to her crotch, I got brave and kissed between her outer lips.
Then she gave me guidance (or ordered me, depending on who’s telling the story) about where to kiss, lick, and suck. When she moaned, I ask if I was hurting her, remembering my attempt to dry finger her. She told me how good it felt and eventually had me sucking her clit into my mouth and rubbing it with my tongue. When her body started convulsing from her orgasm, I got scared again, but she gripped my head with her legs and hands while she arched her back and panted. When she wound down, she told me that was the best orgasm she had ever had, much better than using her fingers.
I asked her to show me how she rubbed herself, which she did. After maybe 30 seconds, she told me to put a finger inside her, then to move it around, and then to add a second finger. She was both very slippery and very tight, and very soon after I started thrusting with my two fingers, she climaxed again.
Crawling between her legs with my dick pointed straight at her hole, I almost got it between her pussy lips before she pushed me off of her. Then she called me stupid for trying to fuck her without protection. I rolled off onto my back, and wondered if this was going to be the end of things.
Surprise, surprise, Mary Louise had filched a condom from her parent’s bedroom. She opened it up, and after stroking me a couple of times, I was rock hard again. After she rolled it on, she straddled me and warned me not to move no matter how bad I wanted to, until she gave me permission.
Slowly she lowered herself onto me, and I couldn’t tell from her face if it was pleasure or pain. When she had gotten all the way down, she rested a minute, and then started gently rocking. She started moving her hips around and leaning up and down like she was trying to get the right position. Finally, she started moving up and down a bit, then returned to grinding her clit against my pubic bone. This got her another orgasm, and finally got me permission to start thrusting.
After a while, she lay down on me, wrapped her arms around me, and rolled us over. I got situated into a push-up position over her without withdrawing my dick. Mary Louise wrapped her legs around me and pulled on my butt telling me to fuck her hard. She seemed to really like what I was doing, making the same noises as when she climaxed, except that she didn’t stop afterwards. I wasn’t sure if I was doing a good enough job, and then I came myself.
She held me tight while I caught my breath, and then started moving her hips to try and keep me hard. Then she pulled her knees up to her tits and rolled her hips into the air. She had me start moving again, and I put my arms around her legs, holding her bottom up in the air as I pounded. This really got to her. I could feel her insides squeezing against me, trying to push me out of her, and felt something clutching at the head of my dick.
Eventually she stopped me and said she wanted to try doggy style. I wasn’t quite sure what she meant, but when she got on her hands and knees with her pussy right in front of me, I entered her from behind and started stroking again. She moaned and told me that this position was a good one, but after I’d pumped for a long time she, she still hadn’t done the things I associated with her climax.
Then she moved forward, laying herself down, and I went with her, still staying inside her. She put her legs together and I straddled her thighs and started thrusting again. Mary Louise said I wasn’t hitting quite the right spot, and to move up so my dick was almost vertical. When I got far enough, she told me I was right there and not to stop. I went as fast as I could, and she moaned that she was cuming, and kept doing so for as long as I could keep going.
Eventually I got too winded and had to slow down. I eased back so my dick was more horizontal, and slowly speed up again until I came myself, which didn’t take very long. Then I lay on her and was ready to take a nap when she told me to roll off of her so she could breath. I lay on my side and pulled her into spoon against me.
After doing some thinking, I remembered that Catholics were supposed to not use birth control. I ask her about it, and she told me that the nuns had taught her to only have sex in order to get pregnant, so never to use birth control, and of course, to wait until she was married. I pointed out that we’d just done all three forbidden things, and she said her mom told her that the Pope didn’t understand women at all, and that if there was one law that the majority of Catholics broke, it was using a condom.
I said that her mom must enjoy sex, and Mary Louise replied that her mom told her it was wonderful and that now she knew why her mom and dad did it so often. Then she alleged things were going to be too complicated if we continued fucking, so not to expect this to happen again. But it did, every couple of months all though high school, even a couple of times while we were dating others. We were never an item, but we kept a “special relationship” until we left for college.
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