Unknown - Diary of Her Sexual Awakening

We had no longer gotten out of sight of Stacey, when another clearing appeared. It was as if it had been made especially for us. Dave sat on the soft grass and leaned back against the tree that was shading them. I snuggled up against him and reached over to unbutton his shirt. His chest was covered with hair and I ran my hands through them. He put his arm around my waist and like a boy in a drive-in theater, sneaked his hand against my small breasts. Dave said, "I want to be open with you, I don't want to ever hurt you, so if you ever feel uncomfortable, just say no and we'll stop." These were the words that I so needed to hear. I knew that he would stop if we got too far. Slowly my hand trailed down his chest. Dave allowed me to do everything. I was in complete control. This way I also knew I wouldn't have to worry about doing anything that I did not want to. But, oh did my body want to. I could already feel the moisture building up deep between my thighs in anticipation of what might, no, would happen.

He watched me reach down and slowly untie the strings that held his pants up. I slipped my hands inside his pants and attempted to tug them down. Dave lifted up and allowed me to pull them down exposing his briefs. His cock was already straining to be free. Leaning over he pulled his pants the rest of the way off. Then he turned to me, and said, "Now it's my turn to please you…".

Dear Diary,

I had to take a break just now. Reflecting back on some of these memories has gotten me excited just thinking about the new and exciting pleasures my body and mind has been awakened to. Thank goodness I am typing this, or my hands would show a definite shaking in the writing. I'm going to get a glass of diet coke and get right back to writing this while I still have it all fresh in my mind.

Dave gently lay me on my back, with it leaned against the tree he had been resting on, and lifted my tee-shirt over my head. My tiny nipples stood out crying for attention. He obliged them, by leaning over and gently sucking the edges of my buds.

True, my breasts were not yet fully developed, so he was able to place his whole mouth over them while he explored my nipples with his tongue.

Releasing the one breast caused me to feel a moment of disappointment, yet as he began kissing my other and cupping the first, I was soon quietly moaning. He then reached down to my pants and began unzipping them. Scared again, I placed my hand down to stop him. He immediately stopped. This gave me the confidence in knowing that I could stop him if I needed to.

I unzipped my pants myself and he helped me to remove them. My cotton white panties were already soaked and he could see the outline of my slit through the thin material. Dave slowly rolled my panties down, exposing my pre-pubesent privates to the forest that surrounded us and to the world.

My mound is just beginning to be covered in a dark fuzz that passed for pubic hair. The innocence of my delicate tuft showed him my inexperience in the ways of life. He gently and ever so delicately, tugged my panties down past my knees and lay them atop the pants thrown to the side.

I had placed my hands over my tiny mound as if protecting myself from his gaze. Dave then did a wicked thing. He began kissing my feet. Inching his way up, just past my ankles, then to my calves, upward toward my knees. Then without regards to my hands, he slowly spread my legs apart with his gentle kisses.

I began to become more nervous as he inched himself closer and closer to my mound. Just when I thought I would get up and run, I found some hidden courage and I steeled myself to let his tongue meet my vagina. As it slid up and down my tiny slit, it caused waves of new feelings to come over me.

My legs spread themselves even more, in hopes of this constant attention. He separated the tiny lips that covered my tunnel and his experienced tongue now whipped itself around my clitoris. I hadn't even realized I had such a part of my body that was so sensitive to a mans touch. Soon my hips were thrusting up to drive his face deeper into me. My juices were flowing forth and he was sucking it all up. As the first wave of intense buildup of unexplained emotions built up in me, I realized what exactly a orgasm was. I knew that my first real orgasm had began. I knew that my previous attempts of playing with myself, could never compare to this. It took several minutes of effort on his part, as I was still frightened and this made me slow in reaching first peak. The first spasm I felt seemed to almost exploded inside me. I clenched my teeth and hands. My pelvis thrust and pumped furiously against his experienced tongue. I could hear his slurping as he fought to push me into a deeper orgasm, and I let him drive his tongue deep inside me. Just when I thought I could take it no longer, another orgasm hit and I was bucking and thrusting again.

Dear Diary,

I want to make a note that it was 5:30 in the morning on Friday the 13'th, my 12'th birthday, when I had my first real orgasm. This day I will always remember as the beginning of my becoming a woman It felt GREAT!

Dave came up for air and lay down besides me. My breathing was still irregular. I knew now that the ultimate show of love was to satisfy one's partner, and not ones self. As I caught my breath, I stared down at the bulge in his shorts. Gosh it was good, to know that we could have this much intimacy and still be true to ourselves. Now that he had driven me to such etcasy, I wanted so much to please him in return.

I rose to a sitting position and looking at the bulge in his briefs, and laughing, I said "look like your little friend isn't so little and could use some attention." It was then he explained to me what a "69' really was. He told me to sit on his chest facing away from him.

Now my back was to him and as I leaned over so he could reach my tiny cleft with his tongue again. This almost made me forget what I had started out to do, but as I gazed down on his crotch, I remembered. Reaching forward, I pushed his briefs down and his cock sprang into full view. It was as scary to me to see as before, but I knew that his needs were greater than even mine had been. I would have done this, had he even failed to bring me to the orgasm and the pleasure that he had shown my a few moments ago.

I quickly engulfed as much of his manhood into my mouth as I could. A few days ago I would have thought this to be really gross. Now I knew this is what made him feel like the world would explode for himself. I knew that he understood what it meant for me to do this to him. At least I hoped he understood that I did this for myself as much as for him.

I raised my head to take another plunge down his shaft and I naturally felt that a small amount of suction would increase the sensation he was feeling. I could tell that I was doing it right, because he began to thrust his hips more rapid. It was then I felt his finger begin to slide deep inside my moist tunnel. All the while Dave's tongue still playfully circled my clitoris, but as his second finger joined the first and reached the depths of my womb, I shuddered as another orgasm hit deep within me. I never knew it was possible to have more than one orgasm, or before today, what an orgasm even was! I almost blacked out over the sensations I was feeling. He continued thrusting his finger in and out, as if to give me the rhythm that he needed me to pump my mouth along his shaft. I reached out and holding myself up with one hand, used the other to grab the base of his shaft.

My tiny mouth could never get the entire amount in, so I cupped my hand and slid it up and down its length, along with my mouth, to give him the full sensation. I felt his cock quivering and the pulsing indicating he would be cuming himself soon. I plunged my mouth so deep on his cock that the crown went into the back of my throat and I gagged as I tried to swallow and continue giving him the best my inexperienced talents could.