My First Girlfriend

    There was a time back in the 60's when there was a young man, new to the secondary school system, who walked through the doors of the school for the first time.  I was scared to death. The hallways were filled with hormonal energy and it excited the hell out of me.  I had my locker number and combination, I just needed to find it on the first floor across the hall from the library.

     It didn't take much searching when I found it.  I tried the combo, and big deal, it worked the first time.  It was a full length locker, no just a little square thing like I had in gym.  I took off my jacket and threw it in.  Just then, a girl came up beside me looking for her locker.  She was a a year or two older than me - she obviously has done this before.  

     She stopped looking at locker numbers when she noticed me, and a big smile came over her face.  OMG!  She was so cute.

    "Hey,"  she said keeping her smile.  "This your first day here?"

    "Yea,"  is what I said as I tried not to glance down at her very nice breasts hiding behind a thin sweater.  I didn't think she was wearing a bra.  She didn't need to.  Here tits were just the right size.

    "Well, my name is Claire.  Looks like we have lockers next to each other, so we should be friends.  What's your name?"

    "Ralph,"  I said, now not trying to hide my eyes from looking at her breasts.  If I wasn't supposed to look, why would she be wearing a tight thin sweater with no bra?

     She reached out with her hand and her soft fingers lifted my chin so our eyes met.  Her smile was intoxicating.

    "I'm up here,"  she said.  "We need to get to class in a minute.  Just want to say, if you need any help with anything, just ask me.  Maybe you have some of the teachers I've had.  I can show you how to get good grades.  OK?"

     "Hummmmm, yes.  OK.  Very OK."  My eyes were back on her breasts under that beautiful sweater.  It was a little fuzzy, and I wanted to reach out and feel it.  It looked so soft.

     "OK then Ralph.  I'm sure we'll be seeing eachother a lot.  Be good - " She said reaching out and ruffling my blond hair.

     I was used to people doing that.  I was a small kid for my age; 74 pounds on a good day, and, yea, still a year away from puberty.  Changing fro gym class with everyother guy well into puberty, I was the little kid.  Mostly, no one said anything.

     "See ya later Claire," I said, with as sexy a smile I could come up with. I watched her baby blue sweater wiggle its way down the hallway amonst the other kids.  

     "Damn!"  I said to myself. "Upper school is fantastic."  I made my way to my class, algebra, and tried to pay attention.

     Several classes later, I was at my locker getting ready to go to lunch, and Claire shows up again.  She was just as exciting to me as she was earlier.  Maybe even more. I was beginning to have thoughts about her, if you know what I mean.

     "Hey Ralphy."  She greeted me with her great smile.  "Do you have lunch now?"

     "Yea, I do,"  I said.

     "That's great, so do I."  Wanna have lunch together?"

      I was mesmerized and confused.  Why was this beautiful girl interested in little ol' me?  As far as I was concerned, I was nothing special.

      "I'd love to have lunch with you,"  I blurted out.  Hoping my use of the word, love, was ok.

     We went throughthe lunch line together, getting whatever we wanted, and I followed her to a table in a far corner.  NO one else was at the table.  We sat next to eachother.  Actually, I thought she sat closer to me than a person usually would.  Her baby blue sweatered arm brushing into mine constantly.  My eyes glancing at her breasts constantly, her nipples were somewhat visible poking out. I was getting a hard-on.

       "So, what classes do you have?"  she asked.

       I pulled out my schedule and showed her.  

        "Wow, I had three of these teachers.  Algebra, Social Studies and Spanish - I can help you with these three if you'd like.  I still have all of my notes, and more importantly, I have all the tests."

       "Oh wow, that would be great!  I'm already feeling lost in algebra."

      "How about this, come Friday, let's meet in the library right after school.  I'll bring my note book from that class, and we can start to go over what I know Mr. Olson will ask on the first test.  Sound good?"

       "That sounds great.  But I have a question."

       "What's on your mind?"  she asked gazing into my eyes.

       "Why are you being so nice to me.  I'm just a dumb little kid in a big school."

       "OK - let's get the survival ground rules down;  First, never, ever, refer to yourself as a 'dumb little kid',  In the short time we've known each other, I assure you, you are are not a dumb, little kid."

      We were looking at eachother eye to eye.  No one had ever talked to me like this.

      "Second, I like you.  You are so cute, and yes, you are very interesting."

      Then the completely unexpected happened.  She leaned in and kissed me, on the lips.  Just a quick, soft kiss, and ON MY LIPS!  It was the first time I was ever kissed by a girl.  I had a raging boner trying to find room in my pants, but I didn't dare reach down to adjust it.       

       After her kiss, I was speechless.  What was I supposed to do or say after that?

       "Oh look, almost time for class.  We better get going,"  she said breaking the silence between us.  There were maybe 5 other kids left in the lunchroom.  We got up and went to our lockers to get our books and went to our classes.

        There rest of the week went fantastically.  We had lunch each day, and we managed to squeeze in a quick kiss now and then.  I was beginning to gain confidence in initiating some of these kisses. They were all quick kisses;  nothing long or deep, and certainly no tongue, which honestly, I knew nothing about.  I had a lot to learn.

       Friday was filled with anticipation about studying with Claire in the library, and I couldn't pay much attention in any of my classes.  The final period bell rang and I dashed to the door to get to my locker, then wait for Claire at the library.

       "Hey Ralphy,"  Claire said greeting me as we met.  And ten a quick peck on my cheek.  I was getting a boner already.

       We went into the library,  There was no one there on a Friday afternoon.

        "Does yourmom know that you're taking the late bus home today?"

       "Yup.  I told her.  And when I told her I was studying after school, she almost fell on the floor."

       That gave both of us a laugh.  I followed Claire to a table in a far coorner where the librarian couldn't see us.  She pulled her chair up close to mine.  My heart was pounding.  Were we really going to study algebra?

         She was wearing a rather tight, gray t-shirt today that also showed off her beautiful breasts.  Again, no bra.

         "OK - let's get started.  Here is Mr. Olson's first test from when I was in his class.  I wouldn't be surprised if he uses the same test."

         She got right into it - algebra that is.  When she saw me letting my mind slip from algebra to  her breasts, she got me back on task quickly.  She was serious about this.

        My erection would not go away and I kept wiggling in my chair to try to adjust it.

        "Ralphy, It's ok.  If it will help you concentrate, reach down there and adjust it so you can stop wiggling."

       I was kind of, OMG!  she knows.

       "Go ahead,"  she told me.  "Fix it."

       I put my hands down under the table and fixed my situation so it was more comfortable.

       "Now back to this quadradic."

       She made me focus for a good 30 minutes.  We still had another half hour before the late bus.

       "Let's take a break,"  she suggested.

       "Oh good - my head is spinning, but I think I'm beginning to get this stuff.  You are really helping me.  Thank you,"  I said looking directly into her eyes.

       Without breaking the trance, she slipped in close, and gave me another kiss on the lips.  I kissed her back.  At the same moment, her hand under the table, found my thigh, and she started rubbing it softly;  her fingers getting very close to my genitals.

       Our eyes were locked together.  She had her beautiful smile.  We continued to kiss - she slipped her tongue between my lips and I felt her tongue touch mine.  I returned the kiss.  My hard-on was about to explode in a dry orgasm.

       I wanted to touch her desparately.  I didn't need to think about it.  The heat of passion guided my hand under the table to her stomach.  I rubbed her gently thrugh her t-shirt, while she continued to rub my thigh, actually touching my erection and trying to squeeze it.  I was panicing that she would discover that I still had a little boy's dick, and she wouldn't want to hang out with me anymore.  But that didn't seem to happen.  She was rubbing my little dick in a perfect rhythm.   I let my hand slip higher on her tummy until my fingers were almost touching her breast.  Then I just did it.  I cupped my hand over her tit and she rubbed my dick a little harder and faster. Her breathing was getting heavier - so was mine.  OMG!

       "Excuse me!"  Came the voice of the librarian.

       Startled out of our ecstacy, we jumped.

       "The library is closing in 5 minutes.  If you two are getting the Late bus, you better get moving."

       She didn't say anything about what she saw us doing.  I loved this school.

       We gathered our things and left.  We each got our bus, but before we separated, we exchanged phone numbers.

       Several weeks passed, and Claire and I continued seeing each other at lunch and Fridays in the library.  Fridays in the library became our make-out place.  The librarian left us alone to the point that she used a small bell to alert us that we had 5 minutes till the late bus.

       Several weeks into October, it was unusually warm, and that Friday at lunch, Claire says, "Ralphy, instead of going to the library this afternoon, let's take a break from algebra and go for a walk.  It's almost like summer outside.  I think you're ready for the algebra test next week."

       "Wow!"  I said.  "I was thinking the same thing.  That's a good idea.."

      "OK _ Let's meet at our lockers,"  she said.

       Actually, I really thought that going for a walk was all we were going to do.  I had no idea what Claire had in mind.  She liked to decide what we did and didn't do, and I was fine with being told what to do.  

       "Heeey Ralphy," Claire said loudly as she was coming to her locker next to mine.   She was wearing her thin, fuzzy baby blue sweater again.  I loved seeing her in it.  Seeing her breasts pushing out from under it, gave me an immediate boner.

       "Heeeeey Claire,"  I returned the greeting.

       "You ready?"

       "Yup - let's go. Hummmm, where are we going?"  I asked.

       She took my hand and led me to the back door of the school.  There was an athletic field that bordered the surrounding woods.

       "Not important where we're going. It's just important that we're together."

      She led me out the back door, putting  small stick in the door so it didn't close and lock.  

       "We'll need to get back in this way,"  she said.

       We walked across the field sharing small talk to the edge of the woods.  There was a little used path that we took into the trees.

       "I never knew this path was here,"  I said.

       "Not many kids do.  We'll be alone back here."  She said looking into my eyes with a sexy smile.

       "Why are you bringing all your books back here in your backpack?"  I asked.

       "No reason.  Maybe I have something we'll like," she said, again with her sexy smile.

        After a short walk, we came to a small grassy area.  

        "Oh Ralphy, this is perfect.  Let's settle in here and talk."

        She took off her backpack, unzipped it and pulled out a large beach blanket,  I helped her spread it out, and we both laid down on it.  Without any talk, she was on me kissing me wildly.

        "We don't have alot of time, so let's not waste a minute of it,"  she said as she slipped her tongue into my mouth as far as it would go.  I did the same.  Our hormones were out of control, and again, I allowed the passion of the moment guide my actions.  My hands were all over her two breasts feeling their sothness through her sweater.  I loved the feel of her breasts through that soft sweater.

        Her hands were already under my shirt, rubbing as much bare skin as she could find.  Then she started to slip her fingers under the waist of my jeans.

        "Ralphy, roll over for a sec,"  she said.

        I did as I was told and her fingers went right for my belt buckle.  She had it unbuckled quickly, then looks up at me saying.  "Another survival rule Ralphy.  When in situations like this, it is important that we talk to each other about what we are doing.  The whole idea is for this to be fun for BOTH of us.  Most boys only care about themselves.  Don't be like that.  We talk."

      "Hummmm - OK,"  I said slightly confused and frustrated at being pulled out of my passion.

      With her hands on my jean's waist button, she looks at me saying, "OK with you if I pull your pants down?"

      "Hummmm - You don't have to ask that.  Yes!"  I responded and layed my head back on the blanket letting Claire do whatever she wanted.

     Her fingers opened my jeans, pulled down the zipper and grabbed the sides and pulled.  I didn't need to be told to lift my hips, I did and she had my jeans not just down, but completely off.  I have no idea how my sneakers got off.  She started rubbing my erection through my Fruit of the Loom whitey tighties.

     I was going out of my mind.  Nothing had ever happened to me like this.  I was completely inexperienced in dealing with this.  I laid there and enjoyed the excitement of the moment.  She was in charge.  I didn't need to do anything.

     After rubbing me briefly,  I felt her fingers grasp the waste band of my underwear.

    "Claire,"  I said with very nervous voice.  "Wait.  Should we be doing this?"

    I was scared to death that when she saw my hairless, little boy's dick, that woud be the end of us.

    "Are you nervous Ralphy?"

    "Yes,"  I uttered.

    "About what?"  she asked.

     I couldn't answer.  I just laid there.  I put my arm over my face.  There were tears in my eyes.

    "Ralphy,"  she said softly.  "Don't be nervous about anything.  I love you.  If you want me to stop, I will.  But you have nothing to worry about - no matter what it is you are afraid of.  I love YOU Ralphy.  I love who you are. What we are doing now is how we show each other our love.  Don't be worried about anything Ralphy.  OK?"

     I took a deep breath, picturing in my mind the look on her face when she sees my little dick. 

    She moved up to me and gave me the sweatest kiss - I said, "OK."

    She moved back down to my hips, grasping the band on my underwear and pulled them down slowly.  I lifted my hips a little to help.  I held my breath.  My arm over my face.  I didn't want to see the disappointment on her face.

     "Oh Ralphy,"  She said softly.  "I love it.  Your dick is sooooooooo cute.  It's everything I was hoping it would be.  I've wanted to get into your pants from the first day we met."

     I removed my are from my face, lifted myself up on my elbows.  She had her hand around my hairless, little erection - all 4 1/2 inches saying, "What?  You love it?  I haven't even started puberty yet."

    "Exactly Ralphy.  That's a big part of what I love about you.  Watch me,"  she said very softly.

    I stayed up on my elbows as she moved back down to my little dick.. I watched her rub it gently, then slip it into her mouth.  OMG!  I was in heaven.  My head fell back onto the blanket and I completely gavin in to my lust.

    "Ralphy."

    "Yes sweetheart,"  I said.

    "Wanna see something?  I think you'll like it."

    I got back up on my elbows to see Claire pull off her sweater, revealing her fantastic breasts.  Then she stood up and pulled down her pants, leaving ther underwear on.

    "Wanna pull these down for me?"

    I couldn't speak.  I knelt up and felt he waist band of her nylon underwear.  I slipped them down.  It was first vagina I ever saw.  It  was hairy.  She put her hands on my head and pulled my face into her pussy.  OMG!

   "Ralphy?  Let's do it."

   "Let's do what?"  I asked stupidly.

    She laid down beside me and pulled me on top of her.  Now I knew what she meant.

    She whispered softly into me ear.  "Just do what I tell you to do.  Don't lose control of yourself.  Do everything gently, slowly.  See if you can find the right place to put your dick by yourself."

    I started pushing into her vagina gently.  I couldn't find the right place.  She reached down and guided my dick into the right place.  I felt her warmth, and her wetness.  I started to go.

    "Woooo - Ralphy.  Remember I said, don't lose control of yourself.  Slowly."

    As hard as it was, I did what she said.  I slipped my dick in and out as slowly as I could.  It took maybe a minute till I released a massive dry orgasm.  My heart was racing.  I was sweaty.  I was beyond being in heaven.  My dick was inside Claire and she loved.  A moment after I came, she also had her orgasm.  It scared me at first.  Then I sort of figured out what was happening.

    We layed there for a few minutes, not moving.  Just laying there in our sweat on a warm day.

     "Ralphy - we gotta get going."

     Without talking, I rolled off her, got up and found my clothes.  She did the same.

    We walked back to the school holding eachother's hand very tightly.  Stopping a few times to kiss.

     Claire and I stayed together for the next 3 years.  She brought me through puberty and we learned how to pleasure each other to orgasm as often as we wanted.  She told me later in our relationship, that she really was attracted to me the day we met.  One reason being that she wanted a boy who hadn't entered puberty yet, thinking that it was a safe way to have sex without getting pregnant.  Apparently she was right, but in hind sight. It was pretty risky.

THE END