Saturday, 15 May 2010

French Kiss

When I was a little girl my girlfriends and I would talk all night about boys. I was almost 12 but my girlfriends were 13 and 14. I knew nothing but they knew a lot. They told me about boys and they told me my boy cousin Steve was really cute. I had the biggest crush on him and we were together all the time. My mom and his mom were sisters and they stayed over a lot. He was 13 but he was always nice to me and would play games with me. I made him play boyfriend and girlfriend but I know he liked to. I would say honey, give me a kiss. He would pucker up and kiss my cheek. One time I said oh baby give me a real kiss.(like my girlfriends said) When he kissed me I put my tongue in his mouth. He actually giggled but gave me a great french kiss. When he did my little vagina tickled with a really nice feeling. We kept kissing and the feeling got stronger. I told him that when we kissed It tickled down there. He said it felt good for him too and he asked if he could see where it tickled me. I pulled down my shorts and panties. I barely had hair there but I was getting my womans shape. I had a round butt and cute little breasts. He told me to take off my blouse but I told him he had to take off his clothes too. My girlfriends had told me that boys things got hard but when he took off his pants it was really big. I thought it would be like my little brother but it was red and about 7 inches long. I asked him if it hurt like that but he said it felt real good. He touched my tiny boobs and told me I was pretty cute. I put my hand on my lap and held it in. He put his hand there and put his finger in my little snatch. When he did a wonderful feeling shot thru me and I asked him to kiss my nipples. That did it for me and I had my first orgasm. I wriggled around and touched myself again and it still felt wonderful. He laid on top of me but only rubbed his big weiner against my little pussy. It still felt good to me but then his white stuff shot all over my belly. After, he kissed me (a real kiss) and told me I was very pretty. I think of him all the time.

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