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Subject: {ASSM} Velvet (m/f, slow, cons, first)
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Date: Wed, 22 Aug 2007 07:10:01 -0400
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This is a fictionalized work based on actual events. Any reference to 
persons living or dead or places involved have been altered to protect any 
parties involved. What follows includes description of explicit sexual 
activity between consenting partners. If you are offended by or are not of 
legal age to view such material quit reading now




One summer weekend when I was eleven I was staying over at a friend's 
place. His parents were going to be away so his thirteen year old cousin 
was left "in charge" for lack of a better term. Her name was Velvet, 
straight dark hair a touch more than shoulder length suited her well. She 
was the youngest of eight girls in her family but the only one I can 
remember meeting.

Bill lived a bit over five miles out of town on a quiet road so we were 
pretty well alone once his parents left. It was early July, the sun was 
near its peak for daylight hours, pleasantly warm but not at the scorching 
heat it would be in a few weeks. We listened to the quiet settle in around 
us as Bill's parent's car disappeared around the corner. It was about noon.

Velvet went inside while Bill and I took a walk up the creek. When we got 
back to the house I had to take a deep breath. Velvet had taken a shower 
and was wearing a pair of snug jeans and a well-worn white T-shirt with no 
bra. The pink nipples on her budding breasts were clearly visible and I 
couldn't keep my eyes off of them. She pretended not to notice but there 
was no real doubt it was a conscious show. As the afternoon went by I 
didn't try to hide my appreciative looks at her swelling breasts, curving 
waist, hips and ass. Womanhood was setting in and showing the start of a 
figure that men would die for.

Where Bill disappeared to after dinner I don't know or frankly care, I do 
know he was aware what was happening between Velvet and me and he stayed 
out of the way. I still appreciate that. 

She wandered into Bill's parent's room under the pretense of laying down to 
cool off and invited me along to "talk". I wasn't clueless and wasn't going 
to refuse. Once we were laying down there was no more pretense. We were 
both there to satisfy a, mostly innocent, curiosity. There was no pressure 
and we would each respect boundaries if the other said "No" to anything. It 
was a relaxed, open, honesty far too seldom experienced.

It was early evening and would still be daylight for a few hours. She 
peeled her shirt off and lay on her back. There was no embarrassment or 
awkwardness for either of us as she put her hands behind her head leaving 
me a clear view of her now naked top. Slight tan lines contrasted the 
creamy white usually covered by her bathing suit top with the start of 
summer darkening. Her nipples the size of silver dollars tightened and 
pulling on the breasts just puffing from her otherwise smooth chest. 
Propping up on my left elbow I reached to trace the outline of her right 
nipple, the ridges on it firming under my fingertip. Velvet took a deep 
breath and sighed as I slid my finger over to her left nipple. A light 
brush just barely touching the tip of her nipple had her closing her eyes 
to simply enjoy the new sensations of someone else exploring her skin. I 
opened my hand and trailed my fingertips down her side and up along the 
lower edge of her ribcage. Goosebumps spread over her as she told me that 
touch had sent a tingle right through her and up her spine. It was the 
start of a steady string of feedback on what felt good and what felt even 
better, tips I try remember and add to every time I touch a woman.

Slowly exploring her soft exposed skin brought me up to her neck, earlobes 
and jawline. Sensitive areas to be sure but at the time not a focus for 
either of us. Coming down her neck and across her collarbones I hit the 
spots just on the edge of her armpits where a touch could sit on that fine 
border between giggling and erotic ticklishness. A tiny bit more than 
feather pressure sent tingles through her but much more set her off in 
uncontrollable giggles. Handy information for later use.

Back to her breasts and their eager nipples. A light brush would set the 
left nipple straight out like a pencil eraser while a firmer pressure on 
her whole breast and a pinching squeeze between fingers brought the right 
to the edge of pleasure and pain. Her sides and supple tummy continued the 
trend with her left side being pleased with a light touch while a firmer 
pressure hit the spots on her right. It wasn't a huge difference but showed 
me each nerve had its own key to pleasure. 

She rolled over onto her stomach and I got up to kneel straddling her sweet 
ass. I rubbed across her shoulders, in to her spine at the base of her neck 
and down to circle under her shoulderblades. Her sensitive spots peaked 
between her ribs and hips, a few near her spine but mostly along and around 
her sides. A light touch brought tingles where a mild pressure could tickle 
and a firm grasp stilled with comfort.

I was still straddling her when I lifted one of her hips a bit. She took my 
cue and rolled back onto her back. I took off my own shirt and looked down 
at her from a new angle. She looked great in the slowly fading daylight. I 
reached forward to take a breast in each hand, my thumb and index finger 
circling the nipples, lightly and more firmly according to her response, 
while my other fingers stroked her sides. I leaned forward to take her left 
nipple into my mouth. My tongue crossing around and over feeling it tighten 
and pucker under my lips. Velvet's breathing was deeper now with more 
frequent sighs. I moved to her right nipple and gave it a small suck with a 
gentle bite. This one seemed to like firmer pressure and we both wanted to 
find the line between not enough and too much. I kept my left hand up at 
her breast but let my right track down her side. Her fingers were woven 
into my hair when she lifted my head, it seemed I had come close to the 
right balance. I swung my leg off to kneel beside her as her breathing 
calmed.

I kept running my fingers over the sensitive triggers of her sides and 
stomach never letting her quite lose the waves of tingling. She reached 
down and undid the top button of her jeans, effectively giving me 
permission to explore further. I didn't rush, there was no need, but as my 
hand made its next pass over her lower tummy I let my fingers slide under 
her waistband. I rubbed my fingertips across her feeling along the edge and 
then over her soft cotton bikini panties. I reached down and cupped my hand 
over her warm pussy. I could feel the soft new hair and a touch of dampness 
through her panties and it sent an instant rush through me. As I pulled my 
hand out to undo her zipper I caught my first scent of female arousal. It 
was clean, slightly musky and VERY pleasant. I had to stop and take a 
breath, this was not the time to hurry. 

As I undid her zipper Velvet lifted her hips so I could slide her jeans 
down. I made sure to leave her panties in place but her jeans were to her 
knees in no time. She lifted her legs and kicked them off the rest of the 
way herself. Those bikini panties that felt so soft were white cotton with 
little red flowers. (I've had a thing for white cotton panties ever since)

 I trailed my fingers along the top of her waistband, across her pubic 
mound to the awakening sensitivity where her pelvis met the sides of her 
smooth tummy. She bent her legs and let her knees part slightly. My fingers 
found their way down her hip to trace the lower elastic along that sweet 
join of her thigh and ass. She shivered at a feather light touch to the 
inside rear of her upper thigh. So close to but so far away from what 
craved attention. I rubbed softly down the back of her right thigh to the 
back of her knee. Brushing behind one knee and then the other I could see 
her nipples stiffen in response. I gave her right nipple a suckle and 
trailed a combination of kisses and licks down her tummy as I slowly 
brought my hand up the inside front of her left thigh. My kisses lingering 
between her bellybutton and pantywaist as my fingers reached the crease at 
the top of her thigh. By now her sighs were bordering on soft moans and the 
scent of her arousal was becoming irresistible. I inhaled deeply, knowing 
it was a scent I had to taste.

I moved down the bed and turned to face her. She smiled at me and lifted 
her hips once more. I didn't need a second hint and reached for her 
waistband. We had spent hours together already and the daylight was nearly 
gone. Velvet reached up to turn on the lamp on the headboard as my fingers 
slipped into her panties and started sliding them down her hips. My eyes 
had adjusted to the pale new light as the soft dark tuft came into view, I 
pulled as slowly as I could watching the material pull away from every fold 
and crease. I was fascinated by the flushed, damp, pink, inner lips just 
peeking to visibility as they were freed from their cover. I moved back and 
stood to pull her panties the rest of the way off and shed my own pants for 
comfort.

I crawled back onto the bed between her legs for a better look at what was 
all new, my hairless cock stiff as a pipe. I lay on my stomach propped up 
on my left elbow, my face just above her fresh pussy. I looked at Velvet's 
face to see she was smiling, that was icing on the cake and definite 
encouragement to continue. I was living every eleven year old boys dream, 
exploring every inch of a good looking girl's naked body with not only her 
permission but pleasure. Looking back down my attention focussed on her 
soft, tentative yet eager pussy. I traced my index finger along the top of 
her pubic mound, the new hair still soft and sparse. Following down the 
sides I reached the creases at the top of her thighs. Each one setting off 
a reflex shudder and sigh as the incredible scent and heat rose from her. 
She had spread and lifted her legs so nothing was hidden or untouchable for 
me. 

I couldn't resist any longer and brushed the pad of my thumb along her 
flushed but barely exposed inner lips. Starting at the bottom I parted them 
slightly, feeling a few subtle drops of slippery moisture I slid my thumb 
toward the top. Her deep inhale as I reached the underside of her clit told 
me I was on the right track. I pressed and lightly circled the little 
"button" I could feel under my thumb. Her breathing settled into a deep but 
steady rhythm. I lifted my hand to taste the moisture off my thumb. It had 
a slight salt taste with a musky scent that was pleasant but I still can't 
describe as being "like" anything else. 

My exploring was growing bolder but Velvet wasn't objecting in the least. I 
cupped my hands under the cheeks of her rounded ass and raised her hips a 
bit so her pussy was right in line with my mouth. I gave her lips a soft 
nip with mine and heard her let out a soft, low moan. A couple of drops of 
her moisture escaped her lips. I pressed the tip of my tongue to taste them 
fresh. They were warm and somehow sweeter. As I pressed the tip of my 
tongue against her I felt her lips part and her slick wetness welcoming me. 
Along the same line I had covered with my thumb a moment ago I slowly ran 
my tongue just barely between her lips from the bottom to top. I paused 
just short of the button of her clit, the smoothness of pad below it 
separating and joining her hole and clit invited me to widen and press my 
tongue before moving up to her clit. I could feel the little button under 
the middle of  my tongue.

Velvet moaned quietly as she said, "Use the tip around there."

I lightly held her lips apart with my finger and thumb as I continued. My 
tongue, damp with her wetness and my saliva, crept up to the base of her 
nubbin. I circled around softly exploring each bump and fold around that 
little wonder. The tip of my tongue over, around and under the little hood 
that secreted her special bundle of nerves. I kept my tongue at a soft 
point as I circled and pressed stiffening under her hood but softening and 
widening the pressure over her smooth pad and underside of her button, 
especially at the lower left corner of her clt had her breath coming in 
short bursts. Her fingers entwining in my hair told me not to stop. I took 
her nub between my lips and gave it a soft suck like a tiny nipple. Velvet 
lifted slightly on my hair to tell me that was too much but a combination 
of a light suck along with a press from my tongue brought a long, slow moan 
from her. My chin was soaked with her juices, the scent and taste slightly 
stronger with her passion now making an irresistible sweet musk. I had to 
taste more of her. Sliding down I sucked on each of her soft lips and was 
rewarded by a flood of her wetness as my tongue pushed between them into 
her tight hole. Her soft walls resisted my tongue but somehow held it and 
pulled at the same time. My top lip kept my teeth from hurting her soft pad 
but kept a firm pressure on it while my tongue explored. I lost all track 
of any concept of time fully exploring my newfound corner of heaven. Velvet 
was holding my head tight and was starting the spasms of a climax. Her legs 
had wrapped around my back and were pulling me into her. I tightened my 
hands under her ass and buried my face in her. She had pulled my head back 
up so my tongue was over her clit again. My lips and teeth pinched it more 
firmly now as I rubbed the underside that had been most sensitive. As her 
spasms and gasps built to a peak the line between pleasure and pain seemed 
to disappear leaving only pleasure. I sucked, pressed and circled until 
Velvet gasped, "Stop, I can't take any more."

I slowed to a stop and rested my cheek in the crease between her thigh and 
tummy as her breathing calmed and her body relaxed completely. Her legs 
slid off my back and I crawled up the bed to lay beside her. Her hair, damp 
with sweat, clung to her forehead as we kissed for the first time. 

A light breeze blew in the window as Velvet turned out the light and we 
cuddled together. I don't know what time it was but the darkness outside 
said false dawn wasn't far away. 

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