This is a true story about the girl next door, and how we explored sex together
The continuing true story of encounters between a 13 year old boy and a 12 year old girl that liked just up the road. Sorry about the previous paragraphing.
Susie and I continued to experiment that summer. James and Richard were not around much, so we had more time alone. James was grounded that summer because when he was riding James’s mini-bike, had crashed it in to Richard’s mom’s car. James had to work with Richard’s uncle on the farm to earn money for the repairs. Richard worked with them, because he was saving up to buy a small motorcycle.
Sometimes Susie would come to my house, or we would meet on an old section of the highway that had been bypassed to straighten the road in the 50’s. Susie’s mom would not let me come over if no one else was home; I guess she did not trust us. If she had only known what we were up to. The next memorable incident of “show and tell” happened a few weeks after the first.
Susie and I had met on the old road while riding bikes that day. It was midmorning in early summer. The day was already warm, the sky was blue. We had ridden up and down the path, and had raced a few times; when Susie asked to take a break. We pulled to the side of the path; on the edge of the woods and stepped in to an opening in the trees. I asked Susie “Do you want to play show and tell?” Susie responded enthusiastically “Yes, sure! I would like to see your thing when it is small one time.” I replied “That is going to be hard to do. I start getting hard just thinking about seeing your pussy, or even pulling down my pants in front of you. I will just have to pull down my pants if front of you without talking about it one time, without asking. Now it’s already too late.” Susie replied “Ok, but try sometime, I want to watch you get a hard on. “ With that Susie and I slipped off our shorts and underwear. I was fascinated every time I got to see Susie’s pussy and she could never take her eyes off my pecker. We sat facing each other, on the limbs of a fallen tree a hurricane had knocked down years before. We sat near the fork of the limbs with our knees touching, and this somehow made me more excited, and brought a thought to mind. My throat was dry from my heavy breathing when I asked Susie “Would… would you like to… to touch my thing?” Susie took her gazed from my pecker, looked me in the eyes and said “Yes, yes I would!” Susie reached over and grasped my pecker, and started to gently squeeze it. I closed my eyes trying to catch my breath and rasped “that… that feels… so… good” Susie licked her lips and said “I was scared to touch you before… but… but I like it… I thought it would be gross… but… I like it. I like that I am making you feel good.” I had learned a week or so before that I could “shoot off” or cum. After a minute I had another idea. I asked Susie “If I show you something… will you show me your boobs?” Susie seemed intrigued, and answered “What are you going to show me?” I answered “You know in the jokes how a guy can spit down there, or shoot off? I can do that now.” Susie responded “I don’t believe you. Only older guys are able to do that, from what I heard.”
Susie did not say anything for a few minutes while she thought about my request. Yet she had never let go of my pecker. Finally she asked “What do we do?” I responded “Just… just stroke it up and down… while… while squeezing it” I reached down and guided her hand and told Susie, “Aim it this way… so it won’t get on you… go slow at first… then fast at… at… the end.” Susie had never stopped stroking me when she asked “How will I know to… to… go faster?” I could barely speak, “I will let… let you… know. Oh… oh my… that feels so good;” barely getting the words out. Susie was good at what she was doing to me. She stroked my dick up and down while gently squeezing it. I gasped out to her “speed… speed… up!” Susie picked up the pace and in about 30 seconds was rewarded by my orgasm. I spurted out 3 to 4 ropes of cum. Susie was amazed and could only say “Wow! That was amazing! You really shot that… that stuff out of you.” I actually told Susie, “Thank you… that felt so very good!”
Susie took her gaze off my pecker and said “I guess now you want to see my boobs?” I could only nod my head, yes. Susie was wearing a short sleeved cotton shirt that was tied to show off her belly button. She pulled at the knot and untied it, then unbuttoned her buttons. “Well… here goes.” Susie breathed out. Then Susie slipped off her shirt exposing two perfect mounds. Her nipples were already swollen and sticking out about the size of pencil erasers. Susie asked “You are always staring down my shirt, so I won’t wear a bra, if mom has already gone to work when I get ready to come see you… do you like them?” I rasped out “They are perfect… beautiful.” We sat there for a few minutes. My hard on had subsided since I had cum, and had shrunk down to normal. Another thought hit me. “If you let me touch your boobs you can get your wish to watch me get all the way hard.” I told Susie. That seemed to make her happy and she replied, “I have wanted you touch me before. I thought you knew that when I would let you brush by butt, my belly… my boobs”… I thought Susie did not know I was doing that on purpose. I also realized that Susie had not been accidentally brushing my pecker and my butt. Slowly I raised my right hand up and cupped her left boob. I dared not to move and did not even breathe. Susie finally said, “You can squeeze them, just be easy or they will get sore.” I lifted my other hand up and grasped the other boob and started to knead both boobs gently. Susie’s eyes seemed to glaze over and she said “th… that’s… so nice.” I took both first fingers and rubbed over her nipples like a pair of wiper blades over the windshield of a car. Susie shuddered and slowly said “That’s feels… good… so good.” When I had started to fondle Susie’s boobs, my pecker had started to revive. Susie had not missed any of the spectacle. Susie licked her lips and asked, “Can, can… you shoot again?” I realized what she wanted and answered, “I… I think… I think I can” just like the little engine that could. By now I had a raging hard on. Susie’s breathe was shallow and ragged when she started to stroke me again. I had to let go of her right boob so she could shift and point me off to the side. Susie’s hand was hot and sweaty as she slid it up and down my dick. I continued to play with her boobs back and forth, as Susie constantly pumped my dick. After a few minutes when I could feel the pressure of my cum starting to rise, Susie started to speed up without prompting. My breathe was ragged as I asked, “How… how did you… you know… to speed up?” Susie replied breathlessly, “I could feel you tighten up like last time.” In about a minute my pecker spurt several ropes of cum. This time just not as much and not quite as strong; unlike last time, when I shot off a couple of feet, this time the last rope just rolled up out of me and actually got on Susie’s fingers on the up stroke.
Susie removed her hand from my pecker and studied my cum; suddenly I was afraid she would be grossed out and we would never fool around again. Susie just kind of smiled, and then rubbed my cum off on the tree limb. I had been caught up in staring at Susie’s boobs while she made me cum, and had not paid her pussy any attention. When I looked down I saw her pussy lips were moist, and her pussy was pulsing. I asked Susie, “Are you doing that?” Susie blushed and answered, “No… it… it started doing that on its own. I feel… I feel tingly… I have never felt like this before.” With that Susie leaned forward and kissed me on the lips for the second or third time. Susie looked at her watch and slowly, almost reluctantly said, “We have been messing around almost an hour… we better get dressed before someone comes looking for us.”