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Adult ++
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11
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18,070
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16
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this never happens!
Now, I don’t blame anybody for not believing that such a thing actually happened to me, especially since it was my first time fingering a girl. This of course sounds like it belongs in the fiction section because stuff like this does not happen in real life, no way.
But this did happen to me.
And I know that if I am going to hell this is probably what tipped me over the edge.
A friend of mine, whom I shall call Lyn had been pestering me for weeks to come to her church youth group. Being fourteen I of course politely asked what army was going to help her drag me there kicking and screaming. However she is one of the sweetest people and I know and just couldn’t keep on saying no to her so one Friday night I went. Boy am I glad I did!
When I got there I was introduced around and met everyone. I was told that there was some kind of concert happening in the chapel that we were going to. I was of course seriously rethinking this whole thing when one of Lyn’s friends, named Tammy kinda latched onto my arm and started showing me around.
I didn’t know it at the time but even at that age if I had just asked random people from the neighborhood if they had heard of Tammy I would have heard things that couldn’t possibly happen in real life to a fourteen year old!
Tammy however proved to me that anything can happen to a fourteen year old when you’re horny and willing.
Tammy dragged me around for the rest of the evening, chatting none stop and seeming to like having a captive audience. When the concert started we sat in the very back pew while most of the youth group took the second to last pew in front of us. We never stopped holding hands as the Christian rock band up front started to play. Our coats were over our laps and we were whispering and giggling to each other.
At some point she reached over and squeezed my leg. When I squeezed her thigh back, she giggled and kept looking ahead.
I remember clearly thinking “if she thought that was funny…” at which point I slid my hand up her thigh and cupped her denim pussy underneath the cover of the coats. I of course expected my hand to be slapped away but when she didn’t move it I just sat there for a second like a knob wondering what the hell I was supposed to do next!
Eventually I just went for it. The palm of my hand was now on the inside of her thigh with the side of my hand cozied up to her crotch. I started grinding it against her, slowly moving my hand up and down. Her thigh spread a little bit more to give me better access and soon my whole palm was rubbing her between the legs.
I could hear and feel her breathing a little more deeply as she leaned against me. I stopped rubbing and caught her zipper between my fingers and awkwardly pulled it down. The button was much easier. I can remember it clearly. That first touch of a girls panties, soft and secret and seductive, my fingers slipping past the elastic as I started to feel the first few wisps of pubic hair against my skin. Then all the way into the sparse bush and between her legs.
Of course I would like to say that my first thought was “wow, she’s so wet and tight.”
What my real first thought was as I played around in her folds was “man, this is kinda gooey…”
I was at least a couple of years away from really getting to know that a clitoris can do so I went lower and found her hole. I lost no time in slide first one and then two fingers inside. Tammy leaned fully onto me and rested her head onto my shoulder. My fingers stayed there for the next twenty minutes or so I fingered a girl for the first time. At one point Tammy started flicking the back of Lyn’s head for fun and Lyn got fed up, turned around and grabbed at the jackets covering us.
I tell you right now my heart actually stopped!
Lucky Tammy was quick and grabbed them before anything could be seen.
Eventually I removed my finger and Tammy and I lazily touched each other. Without thinking about it I had reached around Tammy’s neck and started playing with her lips. It wasn’t until years later that I thought “hmm…I actually rubbed the fingers that had been inside her on her lips…”
She let me do it and at one point gave me a playful bite.
The evening ended and we said goodbye at the door, me promising that I would be at the next group.
But this did happen to me.
And I know that if I am going to hell this is probably what tipped me over the edge.
A friend of mine, whom I shall call Lyn had been pestering me for weeks to come to her church youth group. Being fourteen I of course politely asked what army was going to help her drag me there kicking and screaming. However she is one of the sweetest people and I know and just couldn’t keep on saying no to her so one Friday night I went. Boy am I glad I did!
When I got there I was introduced around and met everyone. I was told that there was some kind of concert happening in the chapel that we were going to. I was of course seriously rethinking this whole thing when one of Lyn’s friends, named Tammy kinda latched onto my arm and started showing me around.
I didn’t know it at the time but even at that age if I had just asked random people from the neighborhood if they had heard of Tammy I would have heard things that couldn’t possibly happen in real life to a fourteen year old!
Tammy however proved to me that anything can happen to a fourteen year old when you’re horny and willing.
Tammy dragged me around for the rest of the evening, chatting none stop and seeming to like having a captive audience. When the concert started we sat in the very back pew while most of the youth group took the second to last pew in front of us. We never stopped holding hands as the Christian rock band up front started to play. Our coats were over our laps and we were whispering and giggling to each other.
At some point she reached over and squeezed my leg. When I squeezed her thigh back, she giggled and kept looking ahead.
I remember clearly thinking “if she thought that was funny…” at which point I slid my hand up her thigh and cupped her denim pussy underneath the cover of the coats. I of course expected my hand to be slapped away but when she didn’t move it I just sat there for a second like a knob wondering what the hell I was supposed to do next!
Eventually I just went for it. The palm of my hand was now on the inside of her thigh with the side of my hand cozied up to her crotch. I started grinding it against her, slowly moving my hand up and down. Her thigh spread a little bit more to give me better access and soon my whole palm was rubbing her between the legs.
I could hear and feel her breathing a little more deeply as she leaned against me. I stopped rubbing and caught her zipper between my fingers and awkwardly pulled it down. The button was much easier. I can remember it clearly. That first touch of a girls panties, soft and secret and seductive, my fingers slipping past the elastic as I started to feel the first few wisps of pubic hair against my skin. Then all the way into the sparse bush and between her legs.
Of course I would like to say that my first thought was “wow, she’s so wet and tight.”
What my real first thought was as I played around in her folds was “man, this is kinda gooey…”
I was at least a couple of years away from really getting to know that a clitoris can do so I went lower and found her hole. I lost no time in slide first one and then two fingers inside. Tammy leaned fully onto me and rested her head onto my shoulder. My fingers stayed there for the next twenty minutes or so I fingered a girl for the first time. At one point Tammy started flicking the back of Lyn’s head for fun and Lyn got fed up, turned around and grabbed at the jackets covering us.
I tell you right now my heart actually stopped!
Lucky Tammy was quick and grabbed them before anything could be seen.
Eventually I removed my finger and Tammy and I lazily touched each other. Without thinking about it I had reached around Tammy’s neck and started playing with her lips. It wasn’t until years later that I thought “hmm…I actually rubbed the fingers that had been inside her on her lips…”
She let me do it and at one point gave me a playful bite.
The evening ended and we said goodbye at the door, me promising that I would be at the next group.