 
My first time...... 
 
I was probably like any other fifteen year old when I  
was growing up, seemingly always having to fight off a  
hard-on.  Maybe it was hormones, maybe it was because  
I was still a virgin, but my almost daily jack-off sessions  
didn't seem to help much.  I still wanted to experience  
the feeling of my dick actually plunging into some  
beautiful young girl's tight, wet cunt.  Hell, she didn't  
even have to be all that beautiful! 
 
This feeling was driving me crazy.  I HAD to have me a  
piece of ass soon, or I was simply gonna explode!  I just  
couldn't keep out the thoughts of some young girl's  
pointed, jiggling tits slipping between my lips while my  
dick plowed between her moist slit.   
 
My imagination, summer bikinis, and worn issues of Playboy  
helped me to fill out my favorite fantasies of what the  
girls in my classes looked like naked.  Those vivid images  
of beautiful, naked young girls coming into my room  
looking at my dick with lust, or my plopping them down  
on a desk right there in school and fucking our brains out  
seemed to dominate my every waking moment.  Hell,  
even my nights were filled with wet dreams of these  
nubile young girls offering their naked bodies to me on  
sight! 
 
The truth was I had never even seen a live naked girl  
since I was about seven-years-old playing doctor with a  
neighbor girl.  Even then I didn't know what it was all  
about, just that my little dick got hard when I touched  
her bare pussy and that it felt REAL GOOD when she  
touched my hard dick.  'If only I new then what I know  
now,' I thought.  Furthermore, I was much too shy to  
even approach a girl my age to ask for a date, much less  
to ask for a piece of ass or a blowjob. 
 
I was sitting on a rock wall behind the house fretting about all of this one fall day, when I was startled by the 
voice of a neighbor girl who had walked up behind me.   
 
"What are you doing out here all by yourself?" 
 
Susan was a typical twelve-year-old, her body just  
beginning to show the first signs of maturing into an  
hourglass shape, but she still was almost flat-chested.  Her  
personality had definitely not matured, and I even  
considered her to be quite a brat. 
 
"Nothing much, just moping around," I told her. 
 
"What's wrong?" she asked in a soft tone, touching my  
knee as she sat down beside me on the wall, her small  
sundress riding up her smooth legs. 
 
I had never looked at her in a sexual way before, but the  
combination of my frustration and her uncharacteristic  
soft-spoken manner caused me to take a second look at  
her.  She was actually a very pretty young girl, with long  
dark brown hair that flowed down onto her preteen, budding  
chest.  Her innocent dark brown eyes looked deeply into  
mine as she pondered my troubles, and I began to get an  
idea on how I might exploit this budding motherly  
instinct of hers. 
 
"Well......, it's just that a lot of the other guys my age have dated girls already," I began, "some of them have 
even  
had sex." 
 
I paused to check her reaction.  She was still sitting there  
looking at me intently, her knees pulled up near her  
chest and her arms draped around them casually leaving  
her skirt to gape open under her legs.  I was sure that  
anyone passing by would be able to see her panties, but  
she didn't seem to be aware of her immodest pose. 
 
"I'm just too shy to ask anyone out, though.  I guess I'll  
never have the guts to either." 
 
She sat there silently, bending her head down and resting  
her chin on her knees.  She seemed to be in thought as  
she began to stare blankly at the ground in front of her,  
possibly wondering about her own lack of boyfriends and  
whether she too would ever have the experience of  
having sex one day. 
 
"Have you ever wondered what it's like to have sex?" I  
asked her, hoping to guide the situation into a possible  
encounter. 
 
She looked at me momentarily to see if I was sincere, or  
just trying to poke fun at her before answering. 
 
"Well...., yeah...., sometimes...., but nobody really likes me much around here.  All of the boys in my class 
just want  
to play by themselves.  I'll probably never have a  
boyfriend or anything," she said solemnly. 
 
"Have you ever thought about doing it with anybody  
around here?" I asked, pressing further. 
 
"EEEWWW, NO!" she said, raising her voice defensively. 
 
"Don't get mad, Susan!  I was just wondering." I said,  
trying to salvage the situation.  "I wouldn't tell anybody  
if you had thought about it." 
 
After that exchange, we both sat silently for a few  
moments.  She resumed her position of resting her head  
on her knees, and her skirt still left her entire bottom  
open below her legs.  Hoping to get a better view of this  
sight, I stretched and yawned, feigning fatigue.  I then  
bent forward and crawled along the ground until I was  
stretched out on my side facing Susan, my feet resting  
against the wall.  She looked at me momentarily  
before adverting her gaze to the ground directly in front  
of her, resuming her thoughts.  I waited until she looked  
away before looking under her legs, but when I did, I  
was greeted by the sight of her beautiful tanned legs  
disappearing into the rumpled bottom of her skirt.   
Between them was a bright white strip of cotton cloth,  
covering what I knew had to be her young twat.  The  
tightness of the cloth stretched across her little pussy,  
clearly identifying just where it was by the indentation of  
the fabric along the slit.  My dick immediately began to  
respond, and I quickly stuck my hand in my pocket to  
adjust it before it was too late, leaving it there to help  
hide the effect it was going to have on my pants. 
 
"I've thought a lot about having sex," I said, looking back  
up to her eyes just as she turned her gaze back to me. 
 
"Really?  Who with?" she asked curiously. 
 
Now she had me on the spot.  If I told her all of the girls  
my fantasies revolved around, it would be just like this  
little brat to go and tell them.  As I studied her face  
though, I noticed a look that I had never seen before.  It  
was as if she was trying to form a mental image of two  
people having sex, me being one of them and the other  
still left blank. 
 
"Well...., I don't know.  You might think it's gross if I tell you.  What's more, you'll probably go right off and 
tell them if I told you who it was," I said. 
 
"I won't think it's gross, and I promise I won't tell....,  
please....." she pleaded. 
 
Now I was beginning to feel I was getting somewhere.  I  
really had her curiosity up, and I even thought that she  
might even be enjoying this line of conversation. 
 
"Well...., OK," I began.  "But you gotta promise you aren't  
gonna tell.  And it's not like I would really do it with  
them or anything.  I've just thought about it, OK?" 
 
"OK, sure!" she replied, just a tinge of excitement in her  
voice. 
 
"Um..., well..., you know Jodi McAllister?  I've thought  
about doing it with her." I said. 
 
"Oh," she replied, sounding slightly disappointed. 
 
"Yeah, she's got a nice body.  Blonde hair....., blue eyes....,  and pretty nice tits too!  And she's got a REAL 
nice ass on her!" I said, hoping to get Susan's gears going. 
 
Susan raised up, resting her chin on her hands, her  
elbows on her knees.  She shifted her feet out from her  
body, keeping her thighs together.  Her little feet were  
pointed inward slightly, giving her a very little girlish  
look.  Her gaze seemed to be far off now as she thought  
about what I had said. 
 
My eyes returned to that magic spot between her legs  
momentarily, as I pondered how to word my next  
sentence. 
 
"Who else have you thought about?" she asked in a  
faraway tone. 
 
"Well...., if you promise you won't think it's gross.....," I said, pausing for a response. 
 
"No..., no, I don't think it's gross!" she said, looking back at me with pleading eyes. 
 
"Well...., I'm kinda embarrassed to tell you who else I was  
thinking about,"  I said teasingly. 
 
"Aw, c'mon....., I promise I won't tell!"  she begged. 
 
"Well...., you really won't have to...., 'cause...., I kinda have been thinkin' about doin' it with you,"  I said 
softly, not really lying about it now. 
 
A look of complete surprise came over her face as her  
head raised from its resting place slightly and her hands  
came apart.  Her mouth gaped open as she took in what I  
had just said and I noticed a distinct deep red blush  
spread across her face. 
 
"Billy...!"  she exclaimed, not really knowing what to say  
next. 
 
"Y-y-you've really..... thought about...., y'know..., having  
sex..... with me?!"  she asked in disbelief. 
 
"Well....yeah,"  I said, more confidently.  "You're a pretty  
girl, and even though you don't really have any tits yet,  
you still have a nice body." 
 
She blushed again, instinctively reaching down and  
wrapping her skirt around her legs, drawing them  
together and hunching over to rest her chin on her knees  
once more.  It was obvious that she had been flattered  
about my remarks, but at the same time she was totally  
caught off guard with the thought of someone wanting to  
have sex with her.  I could see her playing out the scene  
in her mind as she sat there, rocking back and forth  
slightly. 
 
A long, pregnant pause elapsed before anyone said  
anything again.  It was me who initiated the next  
question. 
 
"Well..., what do you think?"  I asked her.  "Do you think  
you would want to have sex with somebody like me?" 
 
"NO!"  she exclaimed.  "I couldn't....., I mean....., I'm not quite thirteen yet.  I shouldn't be doing stuff like 
that.  And besides, you're fifteen!" 
 
"So, I know some girls who did it when they were twelve- 
years-old,"  I lied. 
 
"Oh yeah....., who?"  she demanded. 
 
"Well...., I promised I  wouldn't tell.  And promises are  
promises," I said, trying to get myself out of that one. 
 
Susan thought for a moment before saying, "Well...., I  
dunno....., I just don't think I better do anything like that." 
 
"OK, OK......, but if you COULD do it, do you think you  
would do it with somebody like me?"  I asked, trying to  
keep on the topic. 
 
"Well...., I dunno,"  she said blushing.  "I...., I guess so." 
 
I just smiled back at her, "Thanks, Susan.  I needed to  
hear that!" 
 
She looked back at me, and an embarrassed smile flashed  
across her face as she had to look away.  I wasn't through  
with her yet, however.  I just HAD to get something out of  
all of this.  My dick was pressing against my pants with  
one of the most raging hard-ons I had ever had.  I had  
noticed Susan looking down at my crotch a couple of  
times as we had talked about doing it, but I wasn't sure if  
she saw anything as my hand was still in my pocket,  
partially hiding the tent-like effect my dick was having  
on my pants. 
 
I waited a few more moments before starting again, "You  
know...., I don't even know what a naked girl looks like." 
 
"What about your sister, haven't you seen her naked  
before?"  she asked. 
 
"Well....yeah.  But that was a long time ago, when she was  
just a little baby.  Besides, it's not the same when you see  
your sister, especially when she's only one-year-old." 
 
I continued to look at Susan.  She was all balled up, and  
refused to look at me when we weren't talking.  I had  
decided that I just had to at least see her bare little  
pussy, even if she wasn't gonna let me fuck her.  At least  
I would have something to go whack off with for a while. 
 
"What about you...., would you let me see you naked?"  I  
asked hesitantly.  "I'll let you see me naked." 
 
"I..., I don't know.  I better not,"  her voice showing her  
uncertainty. 
 
"Aw, c'mon Susan,"  I begged.  "I'll probably never get  
to see a naked girl until I get married...., if I ever DO get married." 
 
"I-I don't know, Billy." she said nervously. 
 
I could tell she was actually considering it, but she still  
would have rather I hadn't asked.  Even so, the thought  
of seeing a naked boy probably for the first time  
intrigued her. 
 
"I'll make it worth your while,"  I went on.  "I'll buy you  
an banana split when the ice cream man comes by." 
 
She paused for a moment, biting her upper lip as she  
contemplated my proposal.  The agony of the moment  
was almost unbearable for me. 
 
Finally, she spoke, " Well....OK...." 
 
I almost leaped for joy inside, but I kept my cool on the  
outside.  At least as much cool as I could considering my  
state of excitement. 
 
"But you've got to promise that you'll not touch me.  And  
you've got to promise not to tell ANYBODY.  And you still  
have to buy me the banana split."  she rattled on. 
 
"OK, OK,"  I interrupted,  "I promise, I promise." 
 
"C'mon, let's go to Mr. Young's garage where nobody will  
see us," I said, grabbing her by the hand and rushing her  
away before she had a chance to change her mind. 
 
Mr. Young's garage was way off in the back of his property by itself, surrounded by a few old maple trees 
on the sides and back.  He was a widower, and was away all day. He used it mainly as a work shop, and we 
kids used to hang around on Saturdays and watch him tinker with his old cars. He kept an old Buick out 
there, and that is where Susan and I stopped to carry out our deal. 
 
"You go first,"  I told her. 
 
"Can't we both just go at the same time?" she asked. 
 
"Well...., yeah..., sure," I said almost reluctantly, not  
wanting to miss one second of her bare pussy being  
exposed. 
 
"Remember, you can't touch, and you've got to buy me  
that banana split," she said. 
 
"I know, Susan.  You don't have to keep reminding me,"   
I said, as I unzipped my pants and she pulled her panties  
down under her skirt. 
 
I quickly shucked my cut-offs down, exposing my  
underwear and the large bulge sticking out into it.   
Susan had bent over to pull her panties down to about  
her ankles, then stood up, stepping out of them with her  
left foot and flipping them off with her right.  As she  
stood, she became transfixed by the sight of my bulging  
underwear. 
 
Knowing that her pussy was naked under her skirt, and  
that I was about to see it seemed to make my dick even  
harder than ever.  What's more, knowing that my naked  
cock was going to be so close to a naked pussy, and me  
not getting to at least stick it in was more than I could  
bear.  I just had to have more than just a look.  My mind  
raced over what I could say to coax her into letting me at  
least try to stick it in her as we both slowly began to  
expose our sex to each other. 
 
I bent over as I slowly lifted the waistband of my  
underwear over my pulsing cockhead, sliding them down  
my legs.  My face was about a foot and a half from  
Susan's crotch, as she slowly lifted her skirt.  The hem  
slowly inched it's way up, and just as I saw the first signs  
of a tiny hairless slit she stopped. 
 
"Well, stand up so I can see it.  We've got to do it  
together,"  she demanded. 
 
Reluctantly I stood up, my hard dick pointing up at her  
face at about a 45 degree angle.  Susan gasped as she  
looked at it bobbing slightly in front of her. 
 
"OK, Susan, take your skirt off,"  I said impatiently. 
 
"I'm just going to lift it up so you can see it, I don't want to take it off,"  she replied. 
 
I was at the point where I didn't care, just so long as I  
could see her whole pussy.  Quickly she jerked her skirt  
up over her waist to expose my first full view of a live  
girl's pussy.  It was so beautiful, just a tiny little hairless slit laying there between her closed legs.  I marveled 
at the smooth folds of skin, and the lack of anything else around them. 
 
"Spread your legs a little bit, Susan.  I can't really see  
anything yet," I asked, my voice almost choking in my  
throat. 
 
Pausing for a second, she then stepped outward with first  
one leg, then the other, leaving me a clear view of the  
little line running down her crotch and disappearing up  
under her.  We stood like that for a little bit, both of us in awe of each other before I spoke again. 
 
"Susan.....,"  I began,  "Just let me stick it in you one  
time...., PLEASE!  Just one time, that's all." 
 
"I don't know....,"  she said cautiously, "besides, you said  
all I have to do is show you my thing, then you would  
buy me the banana split." 
 
"I know, I know....., but you look so pretty down there....,  
a-and guys who have done it before tell me that it feels  
REAL good when you do it.  I promise I'll only stick it in  
and then pull it right back out...., OK?"  I pleaded as I  
watched her let the hem of her skirt relax downward a  
little as she thought. 
 
"Well.....,"  she thought for a moment, looking at my cock,  
"I......,  I guess it will be all right....., just one time though." 
 
"OK,"  I said,  "I get to stick it in you all the way one time, then I'll pull it out." 
 
"Then you buy me the banana split,"  she added. 
 
"Then I buy you the banana split,"  I acknowledged.   
"C'mon over here to the car, we can do it in the backseat." 
 
She dropped her skirt back down and stood by the car  
door as I opened it.  Then she jumped in and lay down on  
her back across the seat, pulling her skirt up.  One leg  
draped off the edge of the seat, giving me my first good  
look at her whole, hairless little pussy slit.  It started just a little ways up the front of her body and continued  
down all the way between her legs connecting with the  
crack of her ass, making one continuous line.  The lips of  
her hairless twat were tight together, leaving no clue as  
to where her little hole might be.   
 
Slowly, I climbed in the car over her until my dick  
hovered right over the top of her slit.  I wasn't quite sure  
just where it was supposed to go, so without further ado,  
I began poking at her slit with my dick.  The first prod  
ran along the very top portion of her hairless slit, the  
head of my cock parting her lips slightly as it slid up and  
onto her lower belly.  She giggled a little bit at this new  
stimulation, as the shaft of my dick slid against her  
preteen clit.  I raised up and tried again, producing the  
same effect.  I propped myself up with my left arm as I  
backed up a little and eased my dick head down her slit  
with my right hand.  'Where is her little cunt hole,' I  
thought as my cock head explored the length of her slit.   
Suddenly, my dick felt something slightly more moist and  
hotter than before.  'That must be it,"  I thought, as I held my dick in place and pushed slightly.  Her hole 
was tight, and my dick glanced off and ran down between her ass  
cheeks. 
 
Again, I backed up and placed the head of my dick at the  
entrance to her tight, hairless hole and pushed.  This time  
I felt the head go in slightly.  As hard as my dick was, it  
began to bend so I backed off of the pressure a little, but  
keeping my dick in the same place.  Once more I pushed  
in, and again I felt my dick slip in a little more.  This time when I stopped, I felt the walls of her pussy begin 
to slip down around my cock, readjusting themselves to where  
they had formerly been.  Again I pushed, and I noticed  
that her pussy lips seemed to go with my dick inside her.   
When I stopped again, I could see her slit slowly  
reappear as the walls of her pussy slowly slid back down  
my dick. 
 
Again I pushed, and suddenly Susan gasped.  I wasn't  
sure what happened, all I was sure about was that the  
feeling was incredible.  It was like pushing my dick  
through layer after layer, fold after fold of hot, moist  
skin.  Her tiny hairless hole was so tight that I could only  
go in a fraction of an inch at a time.  Each time I pushed,  
her whole twat would go with me, and each time I  
stopped her hole would slowly ease it's way further down  
my dick, giving me the feeling of passing yet another fold  
of her inner skin. 
 
I could tell that Susan was experiencing some  
discomfort, but she was not protesting.  This was a  
business deal.  Both of us had a bargain to keep, and she  
was certainly going to keep hers.  After all, it wasn't very  
often that a kid around here got a banana split. 
 
I kept up my assault on her tight, hairless, virgin cunt.  I  
had almost gotten my entire dick in her on the last push  
when I felt the bottom of her pussy come into contact  
with the head of my dick.  The last push had only allowed  
her pussy to slip down my dick part of the distance of my  
thrust, and her tiny slit was just barely visible between  
her legs, my dick resting snugly between them.   
 
Well, I was all of the way in now.  We looked at each  
other, both of us breathing heavily as I stayed inside her  
for a moment, relishing the feeling of my cock buried  
deep inside this twelve-year-old's tight, hairless pussy. 
 
"Susan....,"  I managed to speak between gasps, "how  
about if I move my dick back and forth inside your pussy  
some?  I'll still buy you a banana split!" 
 
She lay there with my dick inside her for a moment,  
panting heavily as she thought before asking hoarsely,  
"How many times do you want to do it?" 
 
I looked at her for a moment.  I hadn't thought about  
that.  How many times does it take before I can cum? 
 
"I dunno...," I gasped, "maybe about...., a hundred?" 
 
I hurried to quell the look of apprehension on her face by  
explaining, "A hundred times is not a lot.  Hell...., I can  
count to a hundred in less than a minute!" 
 
She looked at me for a moment, then nodded in  
agreement as I began to slowly withdraw my dick until it  
was about halfway inside her.  As I withdrew, the inner  
walls of her pussy seemed to hold onto my dick, creating  
an effect similar to the one when I entered her.   
 
Gradually I began pumping back and forth.  The grip of  
her pussy, combined with the wetness and moisture was  
causing that familiar feeling deep within my loins.  Her  
gasps became little "Ahh's"  that came in time with each  
quickening thrust of my dick inside her.  
 
I don't think I needed to bargain for "about a hundred  
times", as the combination of the feeling of her tight  
hairless cunt wrapped around my dick, the feeling of her  
tiny body under mine, and the fact that she was looking  
me right in the eyes as I fucked her brought me over the  
edge with the most ball busting orgasm I had ever had.   
 
The force of my orgasm forced me to thrust completely  
inside of her, burying my dick to the hilt.  I could feel the hard little nub of her cervix pressing against my 
cock  
head as I erupted spurt after spurt deep inside her  
preteen pussy.  The amount of my jism was so much, and  
the room inside her was so little, that after I filled her  
preteen womb completely with my spunk, I began to feel  
it spurt out between my dick and the walls of her twat,  
running down onto my balls and between the crack of  
her ass.  
 
I had expended so much energy on my orgasm that I  
collapsed on top of her, my dick still buried deeply inside  
her.  I rolled over slightly and eased my dick back out of  
her tiny twat, and as my cock head emerged from  
between her hairless pussy lips, one last spurt of pent up  
jism held inside my dick from the tightness of her pussy  
splashed across the bare lips of her slit, covering them  
completely. 
 
Our deal was done.  It was late however, and the ice  
cream man had already gone by for the day.  It was also  
getting on to be about supper time, so Susan slipped out  
of the car and put her panties back on under her skirt,  
leaving my cum dripping out of that sweet hairless hole  
and soaking those pretty white cotton panties. 
 
I saw Susan around the neighborhood a lot after that - at least until I graduated from high school and went 
off to college, but we never got together like that again until many years later, the night that the astronauts 
first walked on the moon, two weeks before her wedding day --- but that's another story..... 

