Where it happened: Bobby's porch
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 7
Category: Straight
Go read #25701, then come back here. Bobby called and told me (Sharon) about this website. After I checked it out and found Bobby’s story, I called Sam and told her she wasn’t going to believe what was on the internet. I mean, this was 30 years ago and Sam and Bobby are the only ones who know…or knew…about our “first time”.
At first we were embarassed and really mad at Bobby, but the more we thought about it we realized that nobody is going to figure out who we are and the memories it brought back were really exciting. Of course, Bobby’s memories are somewhat fuzzy around the edges. We really had to laugh at his version of the story…that he was the big bad sexy dude of the neighborhood who allowed two girls to come and worship at the shrine of his powerful pecker. Bobby, if you only knew.
Sam and I had our eye on you for at least two years before that. Sure we were friends, playmates would be more accurate, when we were little kids. We thought of you as a grubby pig of a boy who was gross, dirty, and smelled bad. We played with you but never had any romantic fantasies…at least not until we were all 13 years old.
About the time Sam and I started to sprout breasts and hair around our little cracks, we started seeing you in a new light. We took stock of your body, which we really liked. Sam was always impressed by the subtle outline of your cock in your jeans and especially in that dorkly swimsuit you always used to wear. It looked stupid but really displayed your personal parts very nicely.
I favored the dark tan skin of your arms and shoulders, and especially the lean muscles of your chest and back. Your tiny little dark nipples were particularly choice and Sam and I would talk about how you compared to other boys we knew. Overall you were perhaps above average.
When we were 14 you really matured and we enjoyed watching how you changed. That summer you grew at least four inches taller and packed some beautiful muscle onto your skinny frame. You outgrew that old swimsuit and opted for cutoff jeans. While they pretty well hid the family jewels from our view, they were very tight and the sight of your little tight ass made us very excited.
Sam and I had blossomed as well, not that you ever noticed…or did you? You never gave any indication that you were as intrigued by our bodies as we were with you. When sleeping over at her house, Sam and I would explore our new and larger breasts and compared the extent of pubic hair we each had sprouted. We’d talk about boys, including you, and feel our little cunts with a finger to make ourselves very wet and very horny.
The summer we all turned 15 you had become quite a specimin. Seeing you outside that afternoon shooting baskets in your tight cutoffs put our plot into motion. We ran home to change into what we considered our sexiest outfits…a loose fitting tank top for me and a tight tube top for Sam…short shorts for both. We came over and challenged you to a game of basketball. Sam and I couldn’t take our eyes off your bod and I whispered to her that we ought to try and see more.
Finally you invited us in with you for a cold drink. We thought we’d try and seduce you in the kitchen but when you flopped down on the chaise on the porch, we moved in for the kill. Sam and I started rubbing your arms and chest, telling you how good you looked. And I have to admit you did look good. Your broad chest, cute little nipples and chiseled stomach muscles were beautiful. The layering of muscles over your shoulders and arms look great and felt even better to me as I massaged you.
It took a few dirty jokes and not so subtle hints for you to get the dare we made. Yes, I must admit that we took advantage of our long standing friendship, but I think you really got off on the idea of giving you old pals an up close look at your plump pecker. And plump you were.
Sam told me that she was afraid, she’d never seen a boy’s cock before…much less one that was rock hard and ready for action right in front of her face. Neither had I but I couldn’t wait to get my hands on you. Your little strip tease really worked. I could feel myself flushing hot and the juices in my pussy were starting to flow. I could see that Sam was in the same state. Finally came your unveiling, which was breathtaking.
I helped you get the shorts down. Sam nearly ripped your jockey briefs off as your monster hard on sprang up at us. Bobby, in all honesty, I don’t think I’ve seen anything finer on a man since then, much less a 15 year old boy. Yes, our hands went to your balls first. I was totally astounded by their size, how they were hung in that sack, and how they could move without being touched. They never taught us that in health class. I loved the velvety smooth feel of your ball sack with only the finest light hair on it.
Now for the main course, your jiggling cock. I grabbed the shaft first in my hand and immediately felt the pulse of your beating heart. Sam grabbed on too…there was room for both our hands, and she explored the large head. I remember thinking how in the world something like this could ever fit into my little girl hole. Sam told me that she moved close enough to smell you and was very tempted to take your manhood into her mouth, but didn’t have the nerve.
Also very impressive were the dark blue veins and the very soft feel of the skin that was stretch so tightly around your shaft that was hard as iron.
While we were playing with your cock and balls, I could see that you were getting real turned on my all this attention. Your chest was heaving up and down and you were panting through your mouth, head back and eyes closed. I could hardly keep my self from falling down on you and smothering you in kisses.
I don’t remember asking you about masterbation, I think that Sam and I knew what was likely to happen if we kept up the stimulation and sure enough it didn’t take long for you to tense every muscle in your beautiful hard body, including the love muscle clenched in my hand. I looked at Sam and back down to you just as the first rush of spunk flew out at me, followed by more bursts of the pale yellow goo. And no, I didn’t taste the stuff but I did feel it and sniff it just to see.
Sam and I could have been had by you right there on the spot. I think that if we’d kept your pants down and went back to work on that cock of yours we would have consumated your deflowering (and ours) that same day. Believe me I was so wet that even your monster would have slid into my tight twat like a knife through butter.
You didn’t mention that you swore us to secrecy about what happened, and we didn’t tell anybody. But we did talk about it, all three of us, for the next week or so. After getting up enough nerve, you asked me to come over one night when you were alone in the house. And you are right, I was more than happy to put my own body on display for you and the first time you pulled my naked breasts tight against your chest and smashed your cock against my pussy, I was a happy girl. I told Sam what had happened and she allowed herself to be seduced a few days later.
I’ve been a happy woman for 30 years now Bobby, but the thrill of exploration and that first time with a boy like you is a feeling that’s never been topped.
I know you’ll be watching for this Bobby. Call me so we can “talk” more about those old times.
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