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OK, so if you read about how I lost my virginity to my best friend Kate you might be wondering what my first time with a boy was like.

After my summer spent exploring my sexuality with Kate, we returned to the reality of school. Things quietened down between Kate and myself… pressures of work at school and different hobbies made it so that we could only get together on the weekend. Kate also started seeing a guy from the year above us… our mutual friends were impressed with her… a 13 year old going out with a guy who was nearly 15!

Whenever we got together in bed she would tell me about how far they had progressed together… mutual masturbation through the clothes, under their clothes, without their clothes until finally they went all the way and had sex. She'd tell me about how his hands felt as I played with her tits and massaged her clit. When she explored oral sex with Jim it promoted us to try going down on each other… after the first fumbles and giggles it became our new favourite thing, sometimes in a 69 but mostly taking it in turns. I especially liked taking turns because I could devote all my energies to making Kate squirm and wriggle without having to deal with the effect she was having on my body. I can still make myself shudder when I remember the first time I slid between her legs and looked closely at her sex. I remember the ginger pubic hair and full lips, one slightly bigger than the other, I remember parting her labia and taking my first taste then pushing my tongue inside her. I remember moving up to her clit and feeling her shudder as I ran my tongue in circles around her clitoris, her hands gripping my hair and pushing my face into her.

When she first had penetrative sex with Jim our sex life changed a little. Suddenly she wanted to be penetrated when we made love. Until then it had been an occasional thing that I did for her… I still didn't feel comfortable with anything but a finger just inside me. It was fairly easy to accommodate her new desires, using my fingers as I licked her clit and 'borrowing' carrots from the kitchen as a penis subject. As the weeks rolled on, the carrots began to get broader and longer and the sex faster and harder. The muscles in my arm started developing to compensate!

As 1990 turned into 1991 and we both turned 14 we started seeing less of each other as she got more involved with Jim. Where we used to get together every Sunday to make love it soon became once a month. Still, I've never been jealous and I wished them both well. I began to decide that I should see what men were like. After all, if Kate enjoyed shagging Jim then maybe I should give it a go. I went out with a couple of guys from my year at school but they were very immature and I quickly bored of them, none of them getting much further than a snog and a quick grope in the park. I found a lot of boys were slightly afraid of me, and certainly afraid of my Dad… my Dad is huge… 6'2" with a 52" chest… all muscle. I was considered to be a bit of a tomboy at the time. Always wearing bike and rock group t-shirts, jeans or leggings and Dr Martin boots or trainers. My blond hair was cropped short after the school objected to me shaving the sides of my head when it was long. Apparently it made me look like a hooligan.

Valentines Day rolled around and Kate and Jim invited me to a house party. The house belonged to one of Jim's classmates whose birthday was Valentines Day, his parents had foolishly agreed to let him have his first party and were going out for the evening. The party started off fairly smoothly and quietly… I seemed to be the only single girl in a room full of snogging couples and single men. I tried to fade into the corner and watch people but soon ended up talking to a guy called Vince who I had seen around school. Now this was more like it… Vince was gorgeous, had long, black hair and raced in schoolboy motocross. One of my passions in life is motorbikes, my Dad is a biker and first took me pillion when I was 8 years old as a birthday treat. Anyway, we managed to find a quite corner and spent a couple of hours drinking beer and talking about bikes.

At around 10pm he suddenly became quiet and looked a little shy. I asked him what was wrong and he replied that he wanted to kiss me but thought I was too young for him and that I might not like it. I solved the problem my putting my arms around his neck and pushing my lips to him. What a revelation… a man who was a good kisser! We were soon in each other's arms, our tongues entwined. His hands caressed my back, my bum and my lycra legging clad legs. As we came up for air I realised that we more or less had an audience. I whispered to Vince that maybe we should find somewhere a little more private. He blushed at the suggestion but stood up and took my hand, leading me upstairs to the bedrooms. All the bedrooms we tried were dark and full of semi naked bodies writhing against each other. The bathroom was locked with a queue of people stood outside hammering on the door. We gave up and headed back downstairs.

I expected us to go back to the living room and just live with the stares but he lead me outside and down to the bottom of the garden. Behind a fence stood an old caravan… 'This is Bobs Dads hideaway' whispered Vince, 'Hopefully noone will have found it.' We opened the door and stepped inside to find a workshop, a long bench sofa and, most importantly, no people. Vince lit the small gas fire and explained that it would warm up pretty quickly with that going. We settled down on the couch and resumed to our kissing. His hands became bolder, wandering over the front of my sweat shirt and over my inner thighs. I pushed my hands inside his tee-shirt and felt his hard body. My hands continued their wandering, down across his jean clad bum and then to the front. I brushed over the bulge in the front of his jeans and he gasped.

'Sorry' I whispered, 'did I hurt you?'

'Shocked me more like!' he laughed back.

We laughed together for a minute, then I sat back and pulled my sweat shirt over my head. The small caravan had got very warm with the gas heater running. I was wearing a tight fitting vest top with a lycra sports bra underneath that made my tits look firm and round. Vince swallowed hard and cheekily apologised for thinking that I was a little girl. We embraced again, his hands immediately running up and down my back as we kissed. Very quickly his hands moved from my back to my front and he fondled my tits through my top.

'Nice' he mumbled.

I put my hand back on the bulge in his jeans and started rubbing my hand across his erection. He moaned again and told me that noone had ever done that before. I stopped him and asked him if he was a virgin. He shyly admitted that he had fondled girls before but never gone all the way. I told him that I didn't think I wanted to go all the way tonight but I certainly wanted to explore a little. He said he would do whatever I wanted.

'Take your top off', I commanded.

He pulled his sweatshirt and teeshirt over his head, throwing them on the floor. His chest was smooth but well defined for his 16 years. I guess the motocross gave him a decent work out every weekend. We kissed again briefly and I pulled away. I had decided that it wasn't fair that he was topless and I wasn't. I stood up and told him to watch. I started pulling my vest and bra over my head. His jaw visibly dropped as my tits came into view. I quickly jumped on his lap, my legs going to either side of his thighs and pushed him back into the seat. We kissed as my nipples rubbed against his chest and his hands moved urgently up and down my back. After 30 seconds he pushed me back and lowered his mouth to my tits. I held the back of his head, twining my fingers around his long hair has he sucked and nibbled my nipples and breasts. My breathing became harder and I could feel my sex soaking my panties.

'Hold on, I have an idea', he gasped, breaking free of my embrace and the suffocating presence of my tits. 'I think the bits to convert this bench into a bed are in the cupboard over there.' He blushed and explained that it might be a little more comfortable to lie down.

He quickly assembled the bed and I lay down on it. He moved to join me but I said that if he was going to join me he would have to take his shoes, socks and jeans off. He quickly complied with my request and stood at the bottom of the bed in his underpants.

'Nice' I said, my eyes staring at the bulge in the front of his undies.

Again he made to get on the bed but I told him to wait. I quickly pulled my boots off and slid my leggings down and off.

'Now we're equal again' I laughed.

He jumped on the bed and we were soon writhing around, kissing and nibbling and touching each other. I could feel Vinces cock pressing against my body… first it was against my thigh then, with a bit of manuvering, it was pressing against my pubic mound. I started to grind myself against him, rubbing myself off against his cock. He whispered that if I kept doing that I was going to make him cum. I pulled him harder to me and whispered in his ear that that was my intention! He relaxed a bit at that and started enjoying himself. Within a minute he was urgently telling me that he was going to shoot his load. I pushed him to one side and grabbed his cock out of his trousers. If he was going to cum I wanted to see it. He began to fuck my hand with his cock. His hand went between my thighs, his fingers pushing the material of my panties to one side and his finger invading me. I gasped and squeezed his cock harder as he pushed two fingers inside me. A moment of pain and tightness soon transformed into a warm feeling as his finger moved in and out of me. As I moaned at the feelings his fingers were generating I felt his cock twitch and he groaned and spurted cum all over my hand and thigh. His fingers slowed down and I remember feeling a moment of disappointment.

Soon his fingers started moving inside me again and he pushed me away from him so his hand was at a more comfortable angle. I put my cum covered hand to my breasts and rubbed his cum on my nipples. My clean hand went to my clit and I wanked myself off as Vince fucked me with his fingers. Pretty soon I was cumming, a different type of orgasm to my normal orgasms alone and with Kate. The penetration made the whole event seem deeper inside me and a little more intense. Vince slowed and finally pulled his fingers out of me. I remember feeling disappointed that the full feeling had to end, something I still feel now when sex is finished and my partner withdraws from me.

He collapsed at the side of me, laughing and saying how much he had enjoyed that. I climbed on top of him, lying on his chest and kissed him. He pointed out that I was smearing cum on his chest and I told him he had produced it so he could have some of it rubbed back into him! We kissed and cuddled again, slowly to begin with, then more urgently. This time I stayed on top, trapping his hardening cock underneath me and rubbing slowly up against him.

'Do you want to fuck' he asked.

'No, I'm not ready for that' I replied.

He looked disappointed so I began to move down his body, kissing his nipples and chest, tasting his sweat and the partly dried sperm. Soon my mouth and nose were nuzzling in his public hair and the tip of his cock was pushing on my chin. I remember saying to myself 'here goes nothing' and opening my mouth to take the tip of his cock in. I sat up slightly and gripped the base of his cock, licking and sucking the end and trying to look as if I knew what I was doing. Whether I was doing it right or wrong, he seemed to be enjoying himself. I stopped for a moment and pulled his underpants off, pulling his legs apart so I could play with his balls as I sucked his cock. He put his hand on my head and began to play with my hair. I pushed my fingers under his balls, pushing my finger between his bum cheeks intending to rub my finger over his arsehole, something that Kate enjoyed. He immediately tensed up and his hand stopped its movement in my hair. I withdrew my fingers and felt him relax again. I went back to gently playing with his balls and sucking his cock, my mouth moving up and down on his penis. Soon he began to make noises warning me of his impending orgasm, I carried on sucking and caressing and was rewarded with a jet of warm, salty sperm in my mouth. I pulled his cock out of my mouth, fearing I would choke on it and got his next ejaculation in my face. At a loss as to what to do to stop him spraying me with cum I put him back in my mouth and swallowed the last of his spurts.

Sitting up and looking down at him he laughed and said I had a dribble of cum on my chin and nose. I picked up his underpants from the bed and wiped myself clean with them, then pushed them over his face. He pushed me off, laughing and said that it was after midnight and the part was supposed to end at 1am. He suggested we tidy up and re-join the party. I was a little disappointed that he got to cum twice to my one orgasm but didn't want to say anything. We quickly dressed, cleaned the caravan and returned to the party to find Kate and Jim looking for us. Kate gave me a knowing smile and wagged her finger at me. I stuck my tongue out at her. Later, in bed, we compared notes on what we'd been up to and I got my second orgasm of the night…

That's it… my first experience with a man. I enjoyed it, it was very different from being with a woman. Not as equal, I found myself wanting to take charge all the time but not knowing how to. Next time… my first full penetrative sex experience.

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