Brenda... With Pics! (You'll need some time f SeXStoRY

-----I was what you'd call a late bloomer. I didn't hit puberty until around Christmas break of my senior year. But I'd had a crush on Brenda for almost a year. She lived down the street from me and we walked to and from school together almost every day. The only class we had together was senior health class with Mrs. Wilson. Towards the end of the winter, we had sex-ed week. I remember the day Mrs. Wilson taught the whole class how to properly use condoms. She brought a banana in and proceeded to put an unlubricated condom on it. She showed us the proper way to remove the condom safely, tying it into a knot afterwards to prevent what she called 'leakage'. Then she had each class member take their turn unwrapping a condom, rolling it onto the banana, and then removing them properly if they could. -----After class, while we were walking home, Brenda asked me, "Did you notice how most of the people in our health class were so embarrassed putting that condom on that banana?" "I noticed." I told her. "You seemed pretty good at it though. Have you done that before?" "Only in my imagination." She replied, "But it was pretty simple. 'Roll it on, then pinch and slide it off.' like Mrs. Wilson said. But at least it doesn't embarrass me like it did the rest of the class. Except for you. You didn't seem embarrassed either. And you seemed to know what you were doing as well. Have you had experience with condoms?" "No, I've never even touched one before today." I told her. "I haven't had sex yet. With or without a condom." Brenda said, "I told my older male sibling we were learning about condoms in school this week and he said he didn't like them. He said he'd rather pull out at the end than use a condom. I told him what we learned in class about how withdrawal isn't the most effective form of birth control. He said it could be effective, if the guy had enough practice and knew what he was doing." Then she asked me, "What do you think? If you were having sex with someone, would you rather use a condom or pull out before you ejaculated?" "To be honest," I replied, "I just started ejaculating a few months ago, Brenda. I was beginning to think puberty was never going to happen for me and I was starting to get worried, but it looks like I'm finally growing up. - At least physically." "Oh, my!" She said, "You did get a late start. I think my older sibling started when he was 14 or 15. I remember he got 'the talk' around then anyway. But hey, better late than never, right? So I'll repeat the question - If you were having sex, would you prefer to use a condom or pull it out right before you ejaculated?" "I don't know." I replied, "It's still pretty new to me. I've only ejaculated a couple of dozen times, Brenda, and I have no idea how sex would feel with a condom on but it feels really good when it shoots out, and it's kind of neat to watch it happen... So I guess my vote would have to be for pulling out at the end." "Interesting." She said as we reached her house. She invited me in for a soda so we went in and sat on the couch in the living room. She brought in the sodas and I noticed she also brought in a couple of bananas. "Banana?" She offered me. "No thanks," I told her. "I had enough of bananas in school today." She peeled one and said, "Look what I've been practicing." As she proceeded to put banana into her mouth and pretend she was sucking on it. "That's pretty good." I said, "But why have you been practicing that?" "Remember when Mrs. Wilson talked about oral sex? She said it was a good form of birth control, too." "Yeah," I replied, "But she also said you can still spread diseases that way, though." "There is that," Brenda told me, "But at least I wouldn't have to worry about getting pregnant if I did that. So I figured I'd at least practice anyway. Too bad bananas don't ejaculate, eh? Then at least I'd know if I was doing it right. Nah, scratch that. I don't know if I'd like that anyway. I heard it's warm and salty." "I can't vouch for the salty part," I said, "But it is warm when it comes out. I can tell you that. And it looks to me like you're doing it just fine." She continued to suck on that banana provocatively, and I felt myself geting aroused. "Hey, what's going on down there?" She asked, looking at my lap. Embarrassed, I grabbed a pillow and covered my lap with it. "Don't be embarrassed." She said, "It's natural. I suppose all this talk about oral sex and ejaculation is having an effect on you." "Actually," I countered, "Watching you with that banana is pretty arousing." "That makes it grow?" She asked. "Just watching me do that? Hmmmm. How big do those things get? Do they get as big as a banana? Um, do you think you could, uh, show me what one is like?" "Are you asking me what I think you're asking me?" I questioned her. "Yeah, I guess I am. If that doesn't bother you. Just think of it as health class homework." "This would be more than homework," I told her. "So can I see it?" She inquired, "I've never seen a real one before. Except for my male sibling's, but that was when we were both little. That doesn't count. So will you show it to me?" "I guess." I replied, and unbuttoned my jeans. I slid them down a little and pulled the length of my shaft out so she could see it." "Wow." Brenda exclaimed, "That is kind of like a banana. Would it be okay if I, um, I mean, can I touch it?" "That would be fine," I told her. She grabbed it with her hand and said, "It's really warm... And it's so hard. Does it hurt when it's hard like this?" "Nope." I told her. "Would you let me practice on that instead of a banana?" "I guess." I replied, "If you want to." So she got up, walked around so she was in front of me, got on her knees and proceeded to wrap her lips around it. It felt good, but I could feel her teeth rubbing against it so I gently pulled her head back and had her stop. "What's wrong?" She asked, "Am I not doing it right?" "Well..." I told her, "I can feel your teeth scraping and it's a little uncomfortable, honestly." "Oh." She said. "Here let me try it a different way." This time it felt amazing. It was warm, wet and very inviting. "That's a lot better." I told her. She slid her mouth back and forth on me for about 10 or 15 seconds, but then she stopped. "I have an idea," She said, "Come into my room with me." So I put it away, zipped up and followed her into her bedroom. She had a soda in one hand and the other banana in the other. She seemed a little nervous as she showed me her collection of books, and showed me her stuffed toys and told me a few stories about how and where she got them. Then we sat down and she looked at my lap and asked me, "Hey where did it go? How come it's not big anymore?" "We kind of shifted out of the erotic area when you started telling me about your stuffed toys." I said. "Oh, I guess that's not all that exciting, huh?" She told me. "Would this help get it big again?" she asked as she pulled off her shirt, reached behind her back and unfastened her bra. -----"Wow! Oh, My. Geez, Brenda, those are really nice." I told her. "They're big." "It's in my genes." She said. "All the females in my genealogical line have been blessed with large breasts... Or some say cursed, depending if you like them big or not." "I would definitely say blessed." I said. "Do you like them?" She inquired. "They look really nice." I told her. "Would it help get you big again if I did this without a shirt on?" She took the other banana, peeled it and started sucking on it like she did with the first one. I definitely started to get aroused again watching her do that. So I asked her, "All right, so what's this 'idea' of yours?" "Well, remember when we were walking home, and I asked you about withdrawal and whether you'd rather use a condom or pull it out at the end?" "I remember," I told her. "I said pull it out." "And remember how my older male sibling said a guy could get good at it if he got enough practice? Well I thought if you wanted to, you could let me get practice doing oral sex on the real thing instead of a banana, and at the same time you could get practice, um, pulling out at the end. If I did what I did earlier, would that be able to make you, you know... Would that make you have an orgasm and ejaculate?" "Oh yeah," I told her. "I don't know what you did differently the second time but it felt fantastic. I think I would definitely be able to have an orgasm if you did that again." "I just covered my upper teeth with my lips and stuck my tongue out a little to cover the bottom ones." Brenda explained, "But if I did that again, and it made you have an orgasm, do you think you could pull it out at the end? I don't think I'd want you to do it in my mouth. But I'd be willing to try it if you promised me you'd pull it out when you felt yourself starting to ejaculate." "Yeah, but if I pulled out when it started, where would you want it to go? It kind of makes a mess." I inquired. "Well, could you aim it at my boobs?" She asked me, "They're probably big enough for a target, right?" "I guess I could do that." I replied. Then I asked, "So how do you want us to do this?" She proceeded to lie down on the bed with her head on her pillow. She told me to come on up on top of her. I got undressed, put one leg on each side of her shoulders, so I was straddling her chest and used my hand to point the tip of my shaft down into her mouth. "Wow." I said, "I never thought I'd be doing this today." Once she learned that trick about her teeth, she was pretty good at it, though. She would suck on it for awhile, then she would stop and ask me if it still felt okay. Once she stopped for a drink of soda. Then she told me to remember my promise and started sucking on it harder and faster. After a while I started to feel a tingling sensation in my testicles that I had come to recognize as the signal that I was about to ejaculate. "Oh, God, it's happening!" I told her. When I felt it starting to release I slid it out of her mouth and pointed it at her boobs and just let it come out all over them. "Oh wow!" Brenda exclaimed, "It is warm. Really warm. But I have to tell you it is salty, too. You definitely need more practice." "What do you mean? I thought I did a good job." I said. "I felt some squirt into my mouth right before you pulled out. It was definitely warm and salty. If we were having sex I could have gotten pregnant." She told me. "I'm sorry about that," I told her. "I guess I do need more practice." "Don't be sorry." She said, "It wasn't bad at all. It felt kind of neat, actually. And it didn't taste that bad, either. Salty, but not in a bad way. It's really slippery on my tongue. But next time you have to pull out earlier, okay?" "Okay." I told her. Then I asked, "How should I clean you up?" She had a lot of my ejaculate on her, and it was starting to drip down her side onto the bed. "There's a roll of paper towels under the sink in my bathroom." She told me. "Get 3 or 4 of them please." So I cleaned her up but when I went to throw the paper towels away she said, "Make sure to flush those down the toilet. I don't want my parents to find them. Hey, speaking of my parents, they should be home pretty soon, so we better get dressed." So we got dressed and she walked me to the front door. As I was walking down her front sidewalk she called out to me, "We definitely need to do that again, okay?" "I'm looking forward to it." I told her and walked the rest of the way home with a smile. -----So we finished out the second week of sex-ed in our health class together. Whenever Mrs. Wilson mentioned birth control, Brenda would catch my eye and we would smile. It was another week before she had the house to herself and I was able to go come over again. This time we went straight to her bedroom and sat on the bed. "So are you ready to try it again?" She asked. "Sure," I replied, "I'll be better this time." "Don't get too nervous about it, though." She said, "I'm sure you'll get better with practice." She started taking off her shirt but I stopped her and asked, "Do you mind if I help you take it off this time?" "Sure, go ahead." She said. So she held her arms up over her head and I pulled her top off for her. She was wearing a bright red bra. I had only seen white ones before so I told her, "Wow. That's colorful." "Do you like it? I just got it at the mall this past weekend. How does it make me look?" "You look fantastic, Brenda." I told her. I could already feel myself starting to get aroused. "Can I take it off for you?" "Not yet." She said, "I want to undress you first." "Okay." I replied. I was running out of room in my jeans anyway. So she unbuttoned them and took them off. Then she took off my shirt. My shaft was getting hard and kind of poking out the side of my underwear. "Somebody's getting excited." She told me. I asked her if I could take her bra off now and she told me to go ahead. I figured out how the clips in the back worked easily and in a few seconds it was on the floor and her boobs were set free. By now I was fully erect and Brenda took off my underwear. She lied down on the bed like before and had me climb up and straddle her shoulders again. "I won't get any in your mouth this time," I told her as I put my shaft up to her lips. "Like I said, don't worry too much about it." She replied. "That's why we're practicing. I can't get pregnant this way so it's best for you to learn how to pull out of my mouth before you ever try pulling out of, well... you know, somewhere else? Besides, I really like getting to practice on you like this. I like feeling how hard it is. And I like when it shoots out at the end - I kind of like that I can make you do that. I liked how warm it was on my boobs last time. I didn't mind it in my mouth, either, but I'd like to see you get good at pulling out, too." So she took it into her mouth. I couldn't feel her teeth at all this time. She tried getting it all inside her mouth, but gagged before she could. She apologized for gagging and I told her, "That's okay. You don't have to take it all in. I like it better when you just have the first few inches in your mouth anyway." "Really?" she asked, "That's a relief. I don't think I can handle it. I don't like gagging like that." "Remember last time?" I asked, "You didn't have to go that deep and it worked just fine." So she took it back into her mouth and sucked it like she did before. It wasn't long before I started feeling that little tingle. I remembered what happened last time so this time I pulled it out right away. I took it into my hand and stroked it to let the pressure build up, then I pointed it right between her boobs and just started releasing. "Wow. You really came a lot!" Brenda said after I had finished. "But you did really good this time. I didn't taste anything salty at all." "I pulled it out a little earlier." I told her. "Whatever you did, keep doing it like that." She replied, "We'll make you an expert on pulling out in no time." "Okay, Brenda," I told her, "You said earlier about me pulling out of, well you called it 'somewhere else'. Were you talking about you specifically or just anybody's 'somewhere else'?" "I don't know," She replied. "Maybe mine. I've been thinking about it. I don't think we're ready for that just yet, but maybe if we get you really good at pulling out then sometime in the future we could try it. - If you wanted to, of course." "That would be nice," I said, "But we'd have to be REALLY careful. Neither of us are ready to be parents yet. We could try it with a condom, too. To see if we even liked using one. At least we both know how to put one on a banana anyway." "Let's just take it one step at a time, okay?" She said. "And the next step is for you to go in the bathroom and get me some paper towels to clean up your mess with." So I cleaned her off, flushed the towels and we helped each other get dressed before her parents got home. "My mom suspects something." Brenda told me as we walked towards the front door. "She asked me twice now if I had a new boyfriend. I told her there was nothing wrong with me liking boys. She told me to be careful. I don't know if she knows anything for sure, but she sure looks at me funny sometimes. I think she saw you walking down the sidewalk last time so maybe you should cut through the back yard this time." "Okay." I told her. "I'm looking forward to next week already." "Me, too." She replied. Then she surprised me by giving me a kiss. "What was that for?" I asked. "I figured it was time. We've been way more intimate than that, but we haven't even kissed yet. I can tell you weren't expecting it, though. You should have seen your face. Your eyes got huge." I didn't know what to say to that so I just told her, "Thank you." "You're welcome." She said. "Anytime." Then I thought of a good comeback. "You're pretty good at making parts of me huge, you know." I told her with a smile. "I knew you were going to say something like that." She said, laughing. "Now get out of here before my parents get home." So again, I walked home smiling, even if it was by the back way. -----The next 5 or 6 weeks went pretty much the same way. Brenda got to practice giving oral sex, and I got to practice pulling out before I ejaculated. Eventually the last day of school came around. Our last final exam of the day was our health class exam, and we got to have class early, since it was the last day of school. The health final was pretty heavily weighted towards sex-ed. Brenda and I were among the first ones to finish our exams. As we handed them in Mrs. Wilson whispered that the two of us were her best students and she wasn't surprised we were among the first to finish her test. "We study and do our homework together." I told her. Brenda giggled a little at this and then we walked out into the beginning of our summer vacation. "Why did you tell her that?" Brenda asked me. "I just said we did our homework and that we studied together." I replied, "Nothing wrong with that." It wasn't quite noon yet so when we got to Brenda's house I wasn't surprised when she invited me in. We went straight to her room and when we sat on the bed she asked me, "Hey, I had another idea. Would you like to take a shower with me? My parents won't be home for a few hours." "Sure." I replied. "That might be nice." So we both went into the bathroom together. She got the water running to a nice temperature and we started undressing each other. I was looking forward to seeing her completely undressed for a change, instead of just topless. She was a little curvy. Not fat but not super skinny either. She looked very proportionate. And her breasts were amazing, but I already knew that. She stepped into the shower and I followed. After we took turns rinsing off and getting used to the water I asked her, "Would you like me to wash your hair for you?" "Would you?" She replied, "That'd be nice. - Like going to the hair salon, only more personal." She stepped under the shower head and got her hair wet. I figured out which bottle was the shampoo (I noticed girls have a ton of different products in their bathroom) and proceeded to lather up her hair. She had nice soft medium-long brown hair. Kind of a chestnut brown. I massaged her scalp and she moaned a little. "Mmmmmm. That feels so nice." She said. "It's about time I made you feel nice, Brenda." I told her, "You've made me feel fantastic these past couple of months. It's nice to be able to return the favor." We rinsed the shampoo out of her hair. I got the bar of soap and worked up a lather in my hands. Then I started washing her body with my soapy hands. Of course I paid a lot of attention to her breasts, but who could blame me. After I washed her from head to toe and she had rinsed off, I got on my knees and starting kissing her stomach between her pubic hair and her belly button. Then I worked my way down between her legs. When my tongue touched her lower lips she gasped, "Oh My God is that nice! If this is what you mean by returning the favor, I'll take it." She tasted wonderful to me. Slightly tangy to the tongue. I kept on kissing her and licking her, and she continued to moan favorably. Then she grabbed my head with her hands and held me there by pushing me even closer. "OH GOD DON"T STOP!" She exclaimed and started shuddering under me. I kept it up until she slid down to the shower floor. "That was absolutely incredible." She told me after she had caught her breath. "Is that what it feels like when I give you an orgasm? Holy cow...Wow!" "I'm just glad I could make you feel like you make me feel, Brenda." I said. She then got up, grabbed the shampoo and started washing my hair. She washed my body with soap, too, and of course, when she started washing my shaft and my testicles, I sprang to full attention. After I rinsed off she got down on her knees and started sucking me. She stopped after only a little while and said, "I don't want you to ejaculate yet. I have something special in mind to celebrate the end of the school year." So we rinsed off one final time and then she dried me off with a towel. She dried off with the same towel so her mom wouldn't notice two wet towels. She wrapped the bath towel around her waist and we went back into her bedroom. She grabbed 3 or 4 paper towels from under the bathroom sink on the way out. "I don't think we'll need these this time," She said with a smile, "But I'll bring them just in case." -----Now she had me intrigued. As we sat on her bed she asked me, "Do you remember the first time you came over... When I was practicing on those bananas?" "I remember that." I told her. "And remember your first time trying to pull out? I've been thinking about that time a lot. We were both so nervous. And then remember how you didn't pull out early enough and I got to find out how it was salty? But since then you've gotten really good at pulling out." She told me. "It's gotten so I can tell when you're about to do that, you know." "How can you tell?" I asked. "Well, first I can see your stomach tighten up. Then I can feel your, um, thing get really hard against my lips and my tongue. I mean, it really stiffens up. And if I have my hand on your testicles when that happens I can feel them kind of pull up inside... And that's when you always reach down and pull it out. It's weird, but I keep expecting you to slip up and I keep thinking I'm going to feel it shoot out into my mouth when that happens but I haven't tasted any of it at all since that first time. I think we're to the point where you don't need much more practice. I think I'd even trust you pulling out of my, uh..." "Your 'somewhere else?'" I asked. "Exactly." She told me, "Except I'm still not ready for that yet." "I understand." I replied, "But after today, after being naked with you in the shower, I'm definitely going to be thinking about what it's going to be like if and when we actually do have sex." "I've already been thinking about that." She said. Then she stretched out on the bed. She gestured for me to get on top of her like I had done in the past. I straddled her chest and she started stroking me. "I've also been thinking a lot about that first time," She said, "And how that little bit of it that came out at the beginning was warm and salty... I think I'm ready for more. This time, could you just, um, not pull out? You know.. Just let it come out into my mouth?" "If you're ready for that," I answered, "Sure. I can try it like that." So I slid it into her mouth and she started sucking. I liked how she looked up at me expectantly while she was doing it. Eventually we got to the point where there was no turning back. I held it in as long as I could but then it just started coming out. It felt really good to just release into Brenda's mouth. I think she gagged a little, and at one point she let out a small cough. "Are you okay?" I asked as soon as I could breathe again. She slid her mouth away from my shaft, audibly swallowed, and then exclaimed, "I'm fine... Wow. I just wasn't expecting that much. It was neat, though. It got really stiff there at the end. And then it really jerked and twitched as you ejaculated. I liked feeling it with my tongue when it started to come out. I swallowed what I could. I just choked a little bit when it kept shooting out." "I think that was the longest orgasm I've ever had." I told her. "Look," She said, "I only spilled a little bit at the end there, when I coughed." "Looks like we did need a paper towel or two anyway. Good thing you grabbed them. I was kind of confused and curious earlier. I wasn't sure what you were talking about when you took those and then said that we probably wouldn't need them. Now I understand." "Well, I wasn't sure if I was going to swallow or not." Brenda said, "I figured if I couldn't do it, I could just spit it out into the towels." "Well... So what did you think?" I asked her. "It was nice." She replied, then asked me, "Did it feel okay to you?" "That was amazing, Brenda." I said. "It felt different than holding it in my hand, that's for sure. I was a little worried you might not like it. I'm glad you thought it was nice." "So let me ask you a question." She said, and then asked, "Now that you've felt what it's like to not pull out, If we do that again, will you still be able to pull out at the end?" "Of course." I told her. "We'll see." She replied. So we got dressed, and she took me over to her back window so we could look out to her back yard. "See that tall deck my dad's putting up?" She asked, "We're getting a pool. It's an above-ground one, but it's pretty big. And it'll have a deck on one end. Will you come over and swim with me this summer, once it's up?" "That would be nice." I told her. "Hey, speaking of summer, I should probably get your phone number since we won't be seeing each other in school anymore. Your parents won't mind if I call you, will they?" "Like I said earlier, My mom already suspects I'm seeing someone. So I don't think she'd be surprised." She answered. She wrote her number down on a piece of paper and I gave her mine. She walked me up to the front door and gave me another kiss. This one lasted longer than the first one. "That makes me not want to leave." I told her. "Ah, but you have to." She said, "But this time you can just go the front way. No more sneaking around people's back yards, okay?" "Okay." I told her. Then I asked, "When would you like me to call you?" "Probably next week Saturday." She replied. "Why not sooner?" I asked. "We're going to my grandparents tomorrow." She said, "And we'll be down there for like a week. I thing we're coming back next Friday. My dad's coming home early to finish the deck and put up the pool. He says if we're lucky and it's warm and sunny enough next week we might be able to swim in a week or two. I'm kind of excited." I pictured her in a swimsuit and told her, "Me, too." -----I called Brenda the following weekend and we talked for over an hour. We learned we had some other things in common besides what our health class studies had taught us. We made plans for me to come over the next Thursday when both of her parents were gone. She told me to remember to bring my swimming trunks. So I showed up Thursday at around noon. It was already over 80 degrees and it promised to be a hot summer day. When she answered the door, she was already in her swimsuit. I had a hard time making eye contact with her at first. She looked lovely. She had on a red bikini and she was showing a lot of skin. It wasn't that her bikini was too small for her, it was just that she had such large breasts that a bikini top just couldn't contain them. "Ready to try out our new pool?" She asked. "I sure am," I told her. "It's hot today." We first went into her bedroom so I could change into my swimming trunks. I was already a little aroused from seeing her in a bikini so when I took my clothes off and put my trunks on Brenda said to me, "It's a good thing those are loose-fitting, huh?" "Sorry." I replied, "You look really good in that bikini." "Don't be sorry. I kind of expected it. I noticed you looking when you came in." She said. "My mom told me not to wear this one. She said it shows off too much cleavage. But I like it, and I thought you might like it. So I wore it anyway." "You look really nice." I told her. "Let's get in the water. That'll probably cool you off a little." She said with a smile. So we got in the pool. It was a little cool, but I got used to it in no time. We played catch with this little Nerf football she had. We goofed around and had a fun afternoon. One time I threw the little football too far and Brenda had to get out of the pool to get it. As she got out of the pool, I noticed one of the string ties of her bikini bottoms had come untied. "If your mom thought that top showed too much," I told her, "She wouldn't like that bottom piece at all right now." She grabbed for the string to retie it, but not before I got a good view of what was inside. "What happened to the hair you used to have down there?" I asked. "Well..." She replied, "I started shaving my bikini line for the summer, and then I guess I got a little carried away. I've never shaved it all off before. It feels a little weird telling you this, but after that last time? In the shower? I took my mirror and really looked at myself down there. I thought about how you felt when you were doing that and what it must look like to you. Then when I was shaving I just decided to shave it all off so I could see what it looked like without any hair. Does that make me weird?" "No, it doesn't make you weird." I told her. "So what do you think? Do you like how it looks? And how does it feel?" "It feels different," She said, "But I don't think it's that attractive, actually." "Can I see it?" I asked, "Would you mind?" "If you want to." She replied. She pulled her bikini over to one side so I could get a better look. "I think it's beautiful." I shared with her. "It reminds me of a pink flower." "I guess." She said, then she asked, "Do you like it better without all that hair around it?" "I thought it was beautiful two weeks ago in the shower, "I replied, "And I think it's beautiful today, too." "Okay, this is going to sound weird again, but when I was looking at it earlier," Brenda said, "I didn't see anywhere for you to, uh, you know?... There isn't really a hole there for your, um, your thing to go into. Not that I could see, anyway." "I think it's more like a slit than a hole." I explained. "Remember how Mrs. Wilson told us that vaginas will stretch to accommodate any size penis? I mean, eventually a baby has to come out of there, right?" "I suppose." She replied. "But I'm too young to think about having a baby come out of there anytime soon. I know we've been talking about doing that sometime, and eventually I'd like to do that with you, but not yet, okay?" "I understand." I told her. It's a big step and we need to make sure we're ready for that, right?" "That's what I really like about you." She told me. "You've never pressured me to have sex. From what my girlfriends tell me, most guys are pigs and just want them for sex. But you're not like that. You're considerate and patient." "I do my best, Brenda." I told her. "What you did for me in the shower last time? That was you doing your best." "Would you like me to do that again?" I asked her. "Definitely." She replied." "Right now?" I inquired. "Okay. You don't have to ask me twice." She answered, sliding her bikini bottoms off. I had her slide up to the edge of the deck. She put one leg on each side of my head. I kissed her hairless vagina lips and then started sliding my tongue up and down her opening. When I pushed my tongue inside her she moaned, "MMMMMMmmmmmm... That's so incredible. You're going to make me orgasm again if you keep doing that." I stopped only long enough to tell her, "I want you to, Brenda. You've given me so many I like being able to give back in return." Then I resumed, taking turns licking and probing with my tongue until she began to shudder. I could feel her leg muscles tense and release repeatedly. When she caught her breath she slid into the pool with me. She grabbed her bikini bottoms and put them back on while still in the water. -----"Okay, your turn for a little while. Sit up on the deck like I was." She told me. I sat up on the edge with my legs in the water. My trunks were still on but Brenda just pulled the top of them down, put my shaft into her mouth and started licking and sucking it. It felt wonderful. She really knew how to make me feel good. After a few minutes she got up, got out of the pool, and told me to follow her over by the house. She took a couple of lounge chair cushions and spread them out on the deck side by side. Then she took off her top, lied down on the cushions and mentioned for me to climb up on top of her. I removed my trunks, then climbed up and straddled her chest. "Now remember," She said, "Don't forget to pull out and aim at my, 'targets', okay? I want you to show me you can still pull out properly at the end." "Don't worry about it." I replied, "It was kind of nice not pulling out last time, and it was different, but to be honest, I really like when it's in my hand and I get to point it down at the end. It feels good, and I really like watching it shoot out all over your wonderful 'targets' as you called them." "Well see." She told me. "I'm not so sure you're going to be able to." "I'm sure." I told her. "I guess there's only one way to find out." She said, pulling my butt forward with her hands. She opened her mouth and my shaft slid inside. I used my hands to push her boobs together. I liked how this looked as my testicles were rubbing against her boobs while the tip of my shaft slid between them and in and out of her mouth. It didn't take long in this position before my testicles started to tingle with the anticipation of release. When I got to the point of no return, I reached my hand down, withdrew my shaft from between her lips, pointed it at her breasts and just started letting go. The first couple of spurts shot out pretty far and made it up to her neck and chin. The rest of them ended up covering her boobs and nipples. After I finished releasing all I had to give her she said, "Okay, I was wrong. You did great. I didn't taste anything come into my mouth at all. I guess you're still the master at pulling out. Wow, did you make a mess all over me again." "Let's get back into the pool," I replied. "We didn't bring any paper towels, but I can just clean you off in the water." "Okay," She replied, "That works for me." So we got back in the pool. I washed all my baby batter off of her breasts and then we put our swimsuits back on. When we were back inside she asked me, "Aren't you glad we got a pool this year? You're going to come over and swim with me a lot, aren't you?" "Absolutely." I told her. She then told me, "I think we should get a condom. I'm not sure when, but I think I'm going to be ready to try it soon." I replied, "My friend Aaron told me the guys' bathroom out at that truck stop by the highway has them in vending machines. They're only 75 cents." "I think you should go out there and pick one up before the next time you come over." Brenda told me, "I'm not promising you anything, but it'd be nice to have one just in case, you know?" "Of course." I said, "Better safe than sorry, right?" "Exactly." She replied. "Get one with extra lubrication, if you can find one. My book says those are the best ones to use when it's your first time." "Your book?" I asked, "You have a book about this?" "It's called, 'Changing Bodies, Changing Lives'." She said. "My mom got it for me last Christmas. Would you like to read it?" "I would." I replied. She got it from her room and gave it to me as we walked to the front door. "I don't know why I didn't think to loan you this earlier. You'll like it. I've been reading it a lot." "I'm looking forward to reading it, Brenda." I told her. "And to our next time together, too." "Don't forget to go out to that truck stop, okay?" "I will, trust me. And I'll remember to bring enough quarters, too." I answered as I started up the street towards my house. "I do trust you," She said, and right before she went back inside she turned back and added, "I trust you a lot. Now go home and start that book tonight. You can let me know what you think of it next time we see each other, okay. I'll call you." "I'll be waiting..." I replied, as I walked home with another smile. -----I started reading that book as soon as I got home. I finished it the next day. Then, later that next night I drove out to the truck stop. They had so many different condoms to choose from. I remember seeing one marked 'Ribbed... For HER Pleasure' but I made sure I got the one with extra lubrication. I was pretty excited about the prospect of finally having sexual intercourse with Brenda. Reading that book and thinking about her kept me quite aroused, but I managed to go the rest of the week without masturbating. I was saving it for Brenda. When she called me on Thursday to tell me her parents were going out of town Friday and Saturday I was ecstatic. She asked if I wanted to spend the night on Friday, as she would have the place to herself. I told her there was nothing I would like better. -----So Friday I came over around noon. We swam in the pool, watched a movie, and when evening rolled around and she suggested we go to her bedroom, I agreed and followed her in there. We were both really nervous as we undressed each other. We kissed for awhile, then she started stroking my shaft with her hands. When she took it into her mouth and started sucking, I spun around so I could please her with my mouth at the same time. We didn't do this very long, though. She sat up and asked if I had gone to the truck stop. I told her I had and grabbed the condom from the pocket of my jeans and handed it to her. "Are you ready to actually use one of these?" Brenda asked. "I am." I told her. Then I asked, "Are you sure you are?" "I've been thinking about it all week." She replied. She tore open the wrapper, checked which side was the unrollable side, placed it on the tip of my shaft and unrolled it down to the base. Then she lied down on the bed and had me climb on top of her. "Do you know why I put on these dark red sheets and blankets?" She asked me. "Not a clue." I replied. "Did you read that book yet?" She inquired. "I did." I told her. "Then you know it says I'm probably going to bleed when you put it in." "Ahhhh," I said. "And the dark red towels, too. Good thinking. I'll try not to hurt you, Brenda." "I know," She replied. "You've always been very gentle. But don't worry about me. I'm as ready as I'll ever be. You can go ahead and put it in now." So I pointed it at her vagina and tried to push it in. It wouldn't go at first, so I just slid it up and down against her lower lips. Each time I tried to push it in a little farther. Finally I felt something give way and I was inside her about halfway. She moaned a little so I stopped trying to get it in any farther. "Are you okay?" I asked her. "It hurt there a little," She answered, "But not so much anymore. You can keep going." So I slid it back and forth a little. All of a sudden without any warning or any tingly feelings I felt myself start ejaculating. I stopped moving but it continued to happen. "What's wrong?" Brenda asked me. "I think I'm done already." I told her. "Did you have an orgasm?" "No, that's the weird part, I didn't feel much of anything," I said. "But I felt stuff come out anyway." So I grabbed the base and withdrew my shaft and sure enough, the condom was filled up. I sat back, disappointed in my performance. "I'm sorry." I told her. "Hey, don't be sorry." She replied. "We were both so nervous. At least we used a condom. And at least you remembered to withdraw it properly. Here, let's take it off and tie it in a knot." So she pinched it and slid it off me. "It's still warm," She said. "And you really filled it up." She tied it a knot and set it on her headboard. She had bled a little so I grabbed one of the red towels and cleaned her off. "I guess the condom did what it was supposed to do, Brenda," I told her, "But I didn't really like it. I couldn't feel very much, you know?" "I understand." She answered. "Do you think if, the next time we do it, if we didn't use one, do you think you could pull out in time?" "I'd like to try it, anyway." I said. "I would, too." She said. So we went in the bathroom and showered together. I gave her another orgasm with my tongue while we were showering. Afterwards we curled up together on her bed and in a little while she was snoring softly. I must have been too because the next thing I knew, it was morning. I was very happy when I woke up to have Brenda in my arms. I woke her with a few kisses. She woke up smiling as well. It may not have been our best night, but it was definitely a night we would remember for the rest of our lives. -----As we awakened together, I realized I really had to pee. I got up to go to the bathroom and Brenda followed me. "What are you doing?" I asked her. "Can I watch?" She asked. "I haven't seen a guy pee since I was a little girl." "You can if you want to." I told her. So I went to the toilet, raised the lid and seat, and started peeing. When I had finished she told me, "You even pee a lot." "What are you talking about?" I inquired. "When you pee, a lot comes out. And when you, um, ejaculate, a lot comes out, too. I was just making an observation, that's all." "Oh." I said. Then she asked, "Would you like to watch me?" as she slid down her panties, lowered the seat and sat down. Not that there was anything to see as she was sitting down, but I guess it was kind of intimate sharing that experience together. After we showered and dressed, Brenda took me out to a local diner for breakfast. After our food arrived she asked me, "When we get back to my house after this, do you think you'll be ready to try doing what we talked about last night?" "You mean, not using a condom and pulling out at the end?" I asked. "Yes." She said, "I'm kind of excited to try it again now that we don't have that 'first time' anxiety and nervousness." "I am, too." I replied. When we got back to her place we sat on the couch in the living room. "I have an idea." Brenda said. "Do you think it would help us if we watched one of those porno tapes? I'm sure we could learn something or at least get some ideas." "We don't need to watch a videotape to get ideas." I told her. "I think we've done pretty good so far. Besides, do you really want to go out and find one to rent?" "We wouldn't have to rent one." She told me, "My older male sibling has one buried in the back of his dresser drawer. Maybe he forgot about it, but he left it here when he went away to college. I've never watched it, but I think I still know where he hid it. I'll go get it." So we watched it, and it was pretty graphic. But definitely arousing, though. Afterwards, she stated, "Well that was interesting. If an alien species found that, it would think us humans sure had some strange mating rituals." "Why do you say that?" I asked her. "Didn't you notice how like three quarters of those times ended with the guy ejaculating on the girl's face?" "There was a lot of that." I told her, "But there were a few times where the guy just pulled out and did it on the girl's stomach or her back. I liked those times better, actually." "Me, too. I didn't mind the one time where it came out on that girl's face but the guy wasn't even touching himself. You know? The one where it was just spraying there at the end?" "The one with the black background at the end?" I asked her. "Yeah, that one was okay. And the one where he did it on that girl's boobs reminded me of us the other day out by the pool." "Oh, yeah. I can see that. That was fun." Brenda replied. Then she asked me, "So which one of the scenes in the movie did you like the best?" "I think I liked the two where the guy just let it squirt out on her stomach." "Which one did you like better? The one with the blonde girl or the one with the reddish-haired girl?" "The red-haired one." I told her. "We should watch that one again." She said. She rewound the tape to that scene and we watched it again. Then she asked, "Is that how you think we should try it?" "I think that would be nice." I answered. So we got up, she ejected the videotape and put it back where she had found it. As we went into her room, Brenda stopped in her bathroom and grabbed some paper towels from under the sink. She put them on her headboard next to the tied-off condom from the night before which we had forgotten to flush. We undressed, and then started kissing and caressing each other. When we were both ready she lied on her back with her knees bent. I climbed on top of her and positioned myself so I could penetrate her. It felt really good, way better than the night before as I watched myself start to disappear inside of her. This time I had no problems with anything happening prematurely. We were able to keep it up for 10 or 15 minutes. She reminded me that we weren't practicing anymore - This one counted so I'd better make sure to be very careful at the end. When I started getting that tingly feeling I told her, "Here it comes, Brenda." She reached up with one hand and grabbed the paper towels off the headboard as I reached my hand down, withdrew my shaft, pointed it at her stomach and just let it come out all over her. I was surprised at how much it turned me on to watch myself pull out and ejaculate on her. It was so hot to watch it shoot out all over her belly. After I finally stopped spewing I grabbed the paper towels and wiped my semen from her body. She gave me the old condom and asked me to flush that too as long as I was in there. She was smiling as I came back into the bedroom. She said, "I bet Mrs. Wilson would be flabbergasted if she could see how we've been practicing what she taught us in Health class." "I don't know," I replied, "I think she'd be happy we were taking precautions." "Did you have any trouble pulling out this time? Do you think all our practicing paid off?" "I pulled out before anything came out." I told her. "I'm glad we practiced, though. They say practice makes perfect, right?" "That was perfect." Brenda replied. "It felt really good. And I liked feeling you get my stomach all warm and slippery at the end. It just felt right. Am I making sense?" "Perfect sense." I replied. "It felt very natural to do it like that. I mean, we weren't trying to make a baby, so it just made sense not to let any of it get inside you. That book you loaned me said withdrawal is hard for a guy to do. It said that a guy would have to resist the urge not to pull out, but I didn't feel any such urge. I would have no problem doing that again. I actually enjoyed doing it like that. It felt good to me, too. But you didn't have an orgasm, did you?" "I don't need to have one every time." She told me. "Trust me. It felt wonderful when you were inside me, but it also felt fantastic when you pulled out at the end and I felt it land on my stomach. It was so warm. Don't believe everything that book says, either. It also says that most girls don't like it when a man ejaculates on them, but I think it's wonderful. You're wonderful." "You're pretty wonderful yourself." I told her. -----Brenda and I made love a few more times that summer. Her dad started working from home more, so we didn't have many chances to be alone at her place. We tried it in the back seat of my car in the woods a few times. And we tried it doggie-style one time and I pulled out and ejaculated all over her back. But we both liked it better on when I did it on her stomach. Then she got accepted to a school in another state, and it was sad to say goodbye to her when summer ended. I'll always remember that summer, though. It's been 10 years since then. I saw her in a music store a few months back and she still looked good to me. She had put on a few pounds, but that's to be expected with age. She's married now, but I think I saw a tear in her eye as we said goodbye again. I think we both wondered, What if..... The End.