“Are you ready?”
“Okay, but slowly,” Tina told me.
I took over and began to slide my thick spear in and out of her. I would pull almost all the way out and then steadily thrust forward as I held her hips in place.
“This is nice,” I sighed.
We got a good rhythm going and I soon found the once shy little Tina was a moaner. Each time we came together, she moaned.
“Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.”
She started to get into it, and her hips met mine. Tina thrust her beautiful round backside at me in the most animalistic invitation possible. I felt myself on the verge, so I slowed down, reached up to grasp both of her breasts. “Oh, yeah, David I’m going to, going to...! I’m almost there!”
The extra stimulation sent her over the edge. I felt her insides twitch and grab me. I picked up the pace and thrust hard as our thighs slapped together and made a staccato smack, smack, smack sound. Her breasts jiggled as I pounded her.
"Auggghhhh!" she yelped. "Aaahhhhh! Yes!”
"Oh God, I’m there too!" I exclaimed.
I took a few more strokes, and I then threw my head back as found myself in Heaven. She continued to move and then soon joined me.
We slowly stopped moving. Tina collapsed onto my chest. We were both sucking air as if we’d just finished a race. I caressed her back, which was slightly damp from her sweat. When she finally got her breath back, she rolled off me.
I looked up through the diffused light as it was filtered through the canopy of trees and heard her giggle.
“I knew we were going to do this tonight. I knew when you kissed me at school I wanted this. I’m glad you didn’t disappoint me,” Tina said softly. I felt a little sleepy.
“How are you feeling?” I asked.
“I’m just a little sore. This is new.” She saw my look of concern. “Don’t worry, big guy, it’s a good sore. I think I’m going to be walking funny for the next few days. Nobody warned me about that.”
I had a big grin on my face I that might now be permanent.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“You didn’t hurt me. It was just my first time. When I get more used to it, I’m sure I won’t be sore. We need to practice, a lot.”
She seemed to enjoy making me uncomfortable. I liked the idea of more practice, though. I’d be willing to help her with that. She grabbed my hand.
“Take me home. I didn’t tell my parents we had a date tonight.”
That was weird. She just jumped up and got dressed. She seemed full of energy, whereas I was ready for a nap. I figured I’d just follow her lead. I thought there’d be cuddling, and I hoped for a second round. As soon as she was dressed, she grabbed my hand and we walked to her house.
We chatted about school and other things on the way home. She only lived about a half mile from the park, so it didn’t take too long to get her home. The comment about not telling her parents sounded weird. I guess not everyone had the same relationship with their parents as I had with mine. When we got to the corner before her house, she stopped me.
“David, my parents don’t know I went out on a date this afternoon. They say I can’t date until I’m sixteen.”
Great, I find a girl who I like and we can’t date.
“So what does that mean?”
“Well, most days I have to come straight home to watch my sisters until my mom gets off work, but some days Mom lets me hang out after school and will get them a babysitter. For this afternoon I talked one of my friends into watching my sisters.”
I looked hopeful.
“Can your friends help us out?”
“I don’t really want them to.”
I was crestfallen.
“David, it’s not that I don’t want to see you. I do, but I respect my parents too much to defy them. I want to do what we did today many more times, and I want to do it with you.”
I felt myself start to get hard. Many times sounded very good indeed. She looked like she was about to cry again.
“When do you turn sixteen?” I asked.
“Not for another 8 months.”
Crap. Mr. Happy did not want to wait that long.
“So, why did you go out with me?”
She looked stricken. That wasn’t the best thing to say, but now that it was out, I really wanted an answer. Why go out with me if it was a one-time thing?
“Are you kidding? I wasn’t missing my chance, and I have to say I made the right decision to have you be my first. It’s killing me, but until I’m sixteen we’ll have to wait.”
Well frick!
“Okay, on the Friday after your sixteenth birthday we have a date.”
She squealed and jumped into my arms and kissed my face all over. I’d made the right decision.
“I was afraid you were going to hate me,” she confessed.
“How could I hate you? You gave me your special gift. Am I disappointed we can’t see each other for eight months? Yes. Will I push the issue? No. I won’t go against your family’s wishes, because it’s important to you.”
She got a serious look.
“David, I know eight months is a long time. I don’t expect you to wait for me.”
I started to interrupt her and she shushed me.
“If this is a one-time thing, I won’t be happy, but I understand. I will always cherish today. You made me feel special, and you were gentle and listened to me. I felt safe, and that made me want this with you. I will cherish today forever.”
“I don’t know what to say.”
“Don’t say anything. I want us to be friends, but we can’t be anything more until I turn sixteen. Honestly, I’m really torn. I don’t want to lose you, but I want you to be happy. I want you to date and have a good time. When I turn sixteen, if you’re not attached I’ll expect to pick up where we left off.”
Wow, she was blowing me away. It was true girls grow up faster than boys do. She gave me a quick kiss and walked to her house.
“I’ll see you in school on Monday,” I called after her.
She sashayed her cute little butt up the block. When she got about ten feet from me, she turned around and tossed me her underwear.
“Here’s a little something for you to remember me by.” I caught them and smiled at her. She then stopped and looked back. “Don’t be sad. I think some of my friends will be looking you up.”
It wasn’t until I was halfway home that it hit me: I’d lost my virginity. In just under two weeks, with the help of Greg and Cindy, I’d gone from a hapless nerd to having sex. I was in shock. Before I knew it I was home, and Greg had waited for me. He took one look, and I expect he could smell me, and he ushered me upstairs before Mom or Dad figured out something was up. I’m awful at lying. I would never be a very good poker player. Greg could read me like an open book.
“All right, tell me what’s wrong.”
“We had sex,” I blurted out.
“You mean you actually needed the condoms?” he asked in shock.
He could tell it was true.
“Crap, David, that’s wrong on so many levels. Was she willing?”
“Up yours! I am not that guy! And it was just sex.”
I was pissed.
“Damn, so what’s next?”
“Nothing.”
“What do you mean, nothing? Are you kidding me? You’re showing her no respect!”
“Greg, you didn’t give me a chance. She doesn’t want anything more right now. She went out with me so she could one-up her friends. At some point she decided I was going to be her first. Granted, I didn’t fight her, but she was the one that decided to do it. She then told me she snuck out. She’s not allowed to date until she’s sixteen.”
He looked down, and I knew he was sorry for being a jerk.
“Sorry, man, that sucks.”
“Greg, this week has been the best of my life. I have you and Cindy to thank for that, but it really does suck we can’t see each other. I have to respect her wishes.”
My brother just nodded and went to his room. I was supposed to meet the gang at the football game, but I really didn’t feel like it, so I went to my room to think about what happened. I wasn’t sure this hadn’t been a mistake. Tami called my cell, but I let it go to voice mail. I might as well mess that up also. How did the best day of my life turn into such a downer?