Where it happened: Woods
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
We had this beach where we all hung out in the summer when we were kids, down by the lake. My best friend’s brother Brian was a year younger than I was (14), and he was not one of the popular kids, but we got along well. He was a bit chunky and had pimples, but he was a nice guy. One afternoon it was just he and I down by the water, and we talked about sex ed in the school. “Have you ever seen a girl naked?” I asked. He had not. “Well, I’ve never seen a guy naked either. I almost wish they would just bring a naked girl and guy into the class – that way we could look and touch them, and ask questions, without feeling weird about it.”
“Really? You would want to see a naked guy?” he asked.
“Yes! That way I wouldn’t have to worry about being pressured into anything, I could just satisfy my curiosity.” We talked for a little more, and I had an idea. “What if you and I were models for each other? No kissing, no sex, but we both get naked. We can look and touch and ask questions, but no one can tell anyone what we do.”
He said yes pretty quickly, but where would we go? We decided on a group of poplar trees behind the ballfiend, where we knew no one would be able to see us. It was a half-mile bike ride there, and all sorts of thoughts were going through my head on the way. Was this really going to be it?
We decided on some rules before we started – no kissing, this was not a date. This was strictly educational. No sex. Just looking and touching were ok. I had a swimsuit on underneath, and so took off my t-shirt and shorts. He was down to his underwear, and obviously very hard – and he was embarrassed. “I’ll go first”, I said, and took off my top. I was actually well-developed for a 15-year-old, at 36b, and he seemed to enjoy looking. In reality, I was enjoying being looked at. Very much so. “Now we both go”, I said, starting to pull my bottoms down. He pulled his shorts off at the same time – and there we were!
We both stared for a few moments, and then I stepped forward and stood very near him. I reached down and touched him, and he twitched. “Do you want to touch me?” I asked, and I put his hand on my left breast. He rubbed and squeezed it, and I asked if he wanted to look closer. I put his face right up against my breast, and let him touch my butt at the same time. After several seconds, I made him turn around – I rubbed up against him and reached around to grab his cock. I realized (later) how much bigger than average he was 🙂
I rubbed his dick for only about 30 seconds before he came – I had never seen anything like that! Again he seemed embarrassed, but I told him I was so happy that I got to see that. We dressed quickly, and didn’t talk again for almost a week.
The rest of the summer, however, we got together about once a week – sometimes in the woods, sometimes at my house when no one was home. At the house was best, because I taught him how to go down on me, and I got to suck him too.
We did this every month or so for several years, until I left high school at 18 and joined the Air Force. My best friend never found out, nor did anyone else. I have many great memories of sucking his cock for an afternoon, and of him licking me for what seemed like hours. One of my favorites was when I asked if he would massage my butt, and he ended up tongueing my asshole – I am not sure what put that into his head, but I really did like it!
We finally did have sex, about 12 years later, after I was married (and so was he) and home for a visit. I was staying at a hotel in town, and he and I went out for a drink or two. When I asked him to walk me back to the hotel, I think he knew what I was thinking. When we got to the room I excused myself to change – and came out of the bathroom naked. “Remember this?” I asked. He smiled very broadly, and started to remove his clothes. His cock was even nicer than I’d remembered (probably because I’d become used to a smaller, thinner one) and I said “This time no rules. We get to kiss, and sex is definitely ok.”
My favorite memory of that night is riding on top of him, while he sucked my nipples, his sweet cock inside of me, and coming like crazy – it felt like I had waited so long for him! I am now in my early 40’s, but we have stayed in touch, and whenever I am in town I still try to see him. We have managed to do it several times in the years since. I’ve stayed in pretty good shape, but he has kind of a beer belly and has started to lose his hair – but his cock still tastes sweet, and he still likes to go down on me. Woo hoo!
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