From: an62113@anon.penet.fi
Reply-To: an62113@anon.penet.fi
Date: Fri,  7 Jan 1994 18:31:32 UTC
Subject: ARCHIVE: JD (mf, mm, minors)

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:

I sometimes feel inclined to document some of the experiences I've had as
grew up.  I use some of those ideas to create fully fictional stories such as
this one.  Since most, but not all, of the experience I write on involve kids,
if you find this topic objectionable, STOP HERE.  On the other hand, if you
enjoy fictional stories of this type, read on.  I am no literary giant but my
writing has been said to be enjoyable by at least some.

                                           Enjoy,
                                           J.D.


File: JD-01.txt - J.D., Shelly, and Brian - episode #1
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Shelly and Brian were my next door neighbors.  Shelly was 11 and Brian 12,
while I was the manly age of 15.  As far as I was concerned, they were just
brats that caused problems when I wanted to play ball or whatever, too young to
fit in but old enough to want to belong.  This was especially a tough problem
since our parents were very close friends, they had no friends in the rural
neighborhood their age, and our houses were unusually close (less than 300
yards) for this area.  With no one else to play with, I usually got cornered by
my parents to help keep them busy, or baby-sit when they took off to the city
for dinner and a show (usually about once a month or so).

This summer was unusually humid.  Always hot in July with temperatures in the
mid to high 90's, the humidity only made it worse.  Activity levels were down
due to lack of energy after sweating, so I decided to take off and go to a pond
on some adjoining property (strictly speaking I would trespass on 'forbidden'
ground) and go swimming.  This I had never done before but in the past few
years I had thought about it ever since discovering the pond for the first
time.

This pond was really not much really, just a small pond in a nearby woods, fed
by a small stream.  The water was usually very COLD, very clean, and not very
deep.  I'd never thought of swimming there before, just hunting frogs and
snakes and the like.

I stuffed a blanket and towel in my old knap-sak and had hardly got started
when I heard the usual "Watcha do'in J.D.?" from the behind.  I remember
thinking, 'Shit, here we go again' but there was really nothing I could do.

"I going swimming over in 'dean-man's-pond'" I responded.  Actually it didn't
have a name but maybe it would keep the kids away (fat chance).  Shelly and
Brian had never been very far into the woods since their parents were not to
keen on the idea.  I had just made a cardinal mistake by telling them of the
existence of something new.  Too late I realized that I was now a baby sitter
again.

"Can we come too?" came the expected question from Shelly.

"Yeah, I guess." I said resigning myself to my roll. "But you have to go get
some suits".

"No," Brian said "Mom will kill us for sure.  We'll just soak our feet."

'O.K.", I said "But any trouble from either of you and that's it, I'll never
let you tag along again."

I received the usual meaningless
 commitment to not be a problem, which was about
the best I could expect.  So we started off.  There was no actual path to
follow to the pond since it was supposedly off limits.  But there were 'animal
trails' from deer and the like that I could discern.  Most went the right
direction so getting there was no problem.  The walk took nearly 20 minutes
through the trees and bush, so we were well sweaty when we got there.  The
humidity in the woods in the summer is something that has to be felt to be
believed.  After a while you think you can actually cut it with a knife.  Even
so, you gotta keep your shirt on cause the leaves and branches you brush
against would make you extremely itchy otherwise.

Once at the pond we found a nice little clearing on the edge that wa
relatively flat.  It was covered by moss and had lots of fern, but was
otherwise clear brambles and trees.  A little stomping of the ferns cleared the
area well enough for me to spread out the small blanket I had brought along in
my old backpack.  Then we all kicked off our shoes and socks, and Brian and I
took off our damp shirts.

My legs were itchy since I had on only shorts and I'm sure that Brian and
Shelly were the same way.

We all went to the edge of the pond and started to dangle our feet.  I started
to wash my legs with one of my socks as a wash-cloth and the itching stopped.

"Why you doing that?" asked Shelly.

"To wash off all the bush stuff that itches"

"Me too" Shelly said and grabbed my sock from the moss beside me.  Then she
leaned over to get it wet and promptly slid off the edge and into the pond.

I can remember her screams even now.  That water was cold.  And I was suddenly
afraid that she would drown.

I jumped in to get her without even thinking.  Cold hardly describes it.
Numbing would be closer to the truth.  Shelly was splashing and screaming and I
found myself sitting in soft mud in about one and a half feet of water. I stood
up.  My feet sank into the mud to my ankles and Shelly, having discovered that
she was not in danger of drowning, started crying.  She was covered with mud
from all her splashing and kicking.  Brian stood in the clearing with the
worried look fading and being replace by gleeful laughter.

"Shit" was all I could say.  I grabbed Shelly's hand and dragged her the yard
or so to shore.  "Shit" I said.

"Shit" Shelly repeated through her tears.

I was mostly just muddy, but Shelly was muddy and soaked through and through.
We were both freezing as well, from the cold water.  I wasn't about to get my
one towel dirty with this mud so I started to wash off with my one remaining
sock.  I had to take off my shorts cause they were full of mud as well, which
left me standing there in my wet jockey underpants, wiping myself off with a
sock.  Brian kept laughing.  If looks could kill, Brian would be history today.

After I got mostly wiped down and started to warm up again from the heat, I
turned my attention to Shel.  She was a muddy mess.  Her Tee shirt and shorts
were soaked and muddy and clinging to her young boyish body.

"You gotta take off your wet clothes" I said.  "If you don't the mud will stain
your stuff and you'll freeze."

'I'm freezing now" she said through chattering teeth.

So I helped her take off her shirt and pants.  Her little underpants came off
with her wet shorts and I couldn't help but notice her hairless young slit.  I
had never seen a naked girl before.  I tried not to watch her but got busy with
washing her off.  Everything would probably been fine except for that.  When I
got to washing off the mud from her crotch area, I got a CLOSE up view and
couldn't help myself.  Her little slit was framed by nice little mounds on eac
side that made it look so different from my own cock and balls.  There was mud
on her thighs and I had to wipe it off.  I could have let her clean herself but
now I was getting quite horny and wanted to see and touch her there.

I continued to wash her shapeless
 young hips and worked around her butt and back
to the front.  Then I began to wipe inside her legs and finally
 reached her slit
with my sock-washcloth, letting my fingers do quite a bit of exploring while I
was at it.  Meanwhile my cock had become quite hard and visible beneath my
partly transparent wet white shorts.

The pretense of cleaning was becoming quite shallow since she was now mostly
clean and warming up.  That's when she spoke up and my path to young sex
began.

"Oooh", she said, "that feels nice".  And she put one hand on my shoulder.  A
moment frozen in the time of my memory.  She was standing, legs about a foot
apart with her knees spread a bit more and one arm outstretched with her hand
on my shoulder for support while I knelt in front of her.  I on my knees, one
hand on her waist and one hand between her thighs with a dirty wet sock in the
palm.  My fingers, free of the sock were touching and rubbing her little cunt.
My cock was stiffer than I think it had ever been before and I could feel it
throbbing up and down against the still wet fabric of my shorts.  A gentle warm
breeze was wafting through the trees and bushes creating the only sound besides
the almost unnoticeable trickle of the stream feeding the shallow pond.  A bird
was chirping in the distance and Shelly moaned softly, her eyes closed.  My
breath coming so that it burned my lungs.

Brian coughed.  I looked up.  Brian was anything but the innocent observer.  He
had himself positioned so he could see exactly what I was doing and he was
rubbing his crotch, an obvious bulge between his 11 year old legs.  His eyes
met mine and he stopped cold.  His eyes locked on mine but he didn't move his
hand from his crotch.

I was too far gone now to stop easily "take it out" I whispered and he slowly
began to unzip his shorts. When I didn't say anything else he continued to take
them off and stood there in his underpants just as I had been moments earlier.

I stood up and pulled down my underpants, revealing in full my 6" well
proportioned 15 year old cock.  I had light, fine, pubic hair which had only
come in within the last year.  Hardly more than fuzz, really.  Shel opened her
eyes and I heard her take in a deep breath as she stared at my cock.  There we
stood, a tableau of wantonness waiting to happen.  My cocked bobbed up and down
with my heartbeat and I could see Brian's cock throbbing against his undies.
He pulled them off.  It seems that I saw this in slow motion but I'm sure it
only took a few seconds.  His cock was smaller than mine, but a respectable 5
inches on his 12 year old frame looked huge.  Then we all three stood on the
moss by the pond completely naked.  A bird chirped somewhere.

I turned to Shelly and with my hands on her shoulders, walked her backwards to
the blanket.  "I've got a towel in by bag" I said.  I'm sure she knew the
pretense, even as I spoke it.  For an 11 year old, she wasn't that dumb.

Standing was awkward for what I wanted to continue doing so I knelt down on the
blanket when I reached my bag and Shel sat down on the blanket on her knees
as well.  Brian came over, somewhat shyly and joined us on the blanket.

"Here", I said, handing the towel to Shel.  "You dry me off."

She took the towel and began to wipe my shoulders, proceeding to my arms mater
of factly and then my back.  I lay back on the blanket, stretched out face up,
my cock stiffly at a good angle off my tummy still throbbing up and down.

Shelly began to wipe my chest but her eyes were fixed elsewhere.  I could see
she was trembling.  It still amazes me to this day how little we spoke through
this whole event.  It seemed as if we were all playing roles that we had to
follow through on.

She reached my cock and seemed unsure how to proceed.  I sat up on one arm and
with the other took her hand and placed it on my cock.  Brian was still
watching from the edge of the blanket and he was slowly masturbating his
swollen cock.

"Come here Brian" I said. "Let me touch your cock."

He seemed shocked but caught up in the whole unfolding experience.  He came
over and I took my hand off of Shelly's wrist and placed it on his cock.  It
was warm and stiff.  A bit smaller than mine but different somehow.  He had
never been circumcised (I didn't really know about that then) and he had a lot
more foreskin than I and when I pulled my hand forward on his cock, the skin
pulled forward completely covering the head.  On my cock, Shelly was doing the
same thing but the skin would stretch enough only to start covering the head.
She was watching what I was doing and was doing the same thing to my cock.  I
could see her looking first at her brother then at me.

O.K., I thought, might as well take the plunge.  My mouth was watering for Shel
but the young cock in my hand was having a good effect as well.  I decided to
see what it tasted like.  Now, I'm wasn`t experienced at this time but I knew
what was what.  Sucking on another boy's cock was not socially acceptable but
was done anyway.  I knew because I once caught two kids doing it at school
behind the football bleachers.  I had always wondered what it was like and this
was my chance to find out.  Besides, if I did it to Brian, perhaps Shelly would
do it to me.  So I moved a bit more towards Brian and placed the tip in m
mouth.  Salty, was my first thought.  Then that was erased as I felt Shel take
the whole head of my cock in her mouth.  Warm, no Hot and fine.

Then Brian pulled back. "Your a guy" he said.

"So," I said, "Shelly's doing me.  Would you rather have her do you?"

"Yeah".

Shelly had this look on her face like she wasn't so sure.  So I said I'd make
her feel good if she did to her brother what she was doing to me.  I could tell
the idea excited her and we changed places.  Shelly was on her knees and her
brother came up to her so he could place his cock in her mouth.  I turned
around until I could touch her hairless cunt.  I also had a little mouth action
in mind for myself.

Brian was rocking his hips back and forth slightly and his cock was sliding in
and out of Shelly's mouth about an inch.  I was starting to do some real
exploring of my own.  I spread Shelly's cut lips a little and was amazed at how
clean and pink it was inside.  There was a little bump near the front and then
a small hole surrounded by delicate tissue.  Then it tapered back to her light
brown asshole.  I was going to lick my finger to get it wet and slide it in but
Shel was already wet.  I could see the glistening of the moisture on the inside
of her cunt's lips, like dew on the grass in the morning.  I touched it and was
surprised at how slippery it was, and how sticky.  When I pulled my finger away
it pulled out into a long strand of delicate hairlike but transparen
elasticity.

I began to rub her cunt with my finger.  I found that she especially liked
it when I got close to the little bump.  When I looked closer I could see that
the 'bump' looked a bit like it had a hood over it and it was starting t
protrude a bit more.  I moved my now wet finger back to the hole and delicately
began to push past the surrounding skin and inside.  Boy was it warm in there.

At first Shel seemed to resist but as I kept working at it my finger went
in easier and easier, as if the surrounding tissue were stretching a bit.  From
my position I could look up and see her smooth cunt, then her smooth body with
her tiny little nipples on what surly would one day become full breasts.  At
her age they were barely hinting at being anything more than flat.  Finally I
could see her sucking Brian.  The saliva was fully wetting his cock and he
would occasionally push in far enough for his balls to touch her chin.  Shel
would gag a little and start to pull back just as Brian pulled back out.  Her
eyes were watering a little and I could see her nose was running too.

My mouth was watering to taste her cunt.  My cock was bobbing up and down
against my belly.  I raised my head to look at it and could see a tiny drop of
cum on the tip.  I've never been so turned on.  I reached down to my cock and
drew the drop of cum off with a finger and put the finger back in Shelly's
cunt.  I rubbed it on her little knob and she wiggled her hips invountarily.

Then I raised up and spreading her legs a bit more, place out stretched tongue
on her cunt lips.  There was a sweet taste mixed with salty sweat and a faint
acrid taste as well.  All mixed together.  Shelly moaned.  Remembering what it
felt like when she put her mouth on my cock, I began to lick back and forth.  I
tasted the musty bitter taste of her asshole and moved my tongue back over her
waiting hole to the little button.  When I started licking her, I heard her
moan again and heard Brian exclaim "What 'cha stopping for".  Then I sensed
that he was pumping a bit harder, holding her head so he could pump in better.

I knew what was about to happen so I moved out of the way.  I watched as Brian
pumped her mouth with his dick and as he closed his eyes and shuddered.  There
was a surprised expression on Shelly's face as he came.  She seemed at first
stunned, then started to gag and pull away.  Sperm spurted from his dick past
her head and he grabbed his cock and finished by hand.  Shelly was spitting out
what had cum in her mouth and I could see a little milky drool on her shoulder.

"Wait", I said and moved up to Shelly.  I placed my mouth on hers and stuck my
tongue in her mouth.  She didn't move away.  I think that after having Brian's
cock in there, she didn't object to a tongue.  Then to my surprise, she tongued
me back.  I could taste a sweet salty taste.  Brian`s cum I thought.  I broke
away.  "Your supposed to swallow it" I said.  "It's better that way."  And she
just stared at me.

Then she looked at my cock.  "Next time I'll try to do that" she said.

"O.K." I said.  "Do you want to suck on my cock for a while?"

She didn't answer but moved around and went down on me.  Man.  What a feeling.
I could see her sucking on my cock and see her small hairless slit all at the
same time.  I moved down and began to lick and suck her cunt in earnest.  She
was slowly moving her head up and down and I was, unlike her brother, not
moving my hips but letting her do all the work.  I licked her cunt and the
taste changed.  The acrid tasted and the salty taste all faded except when I
tried to stick my tongue
 deep in her tiny hole.  The sweet taste remained.  Soon
we were both lost in each other.  I lost track of what Brian might or might not
be doing and was only interested in licking her cunt, sticking my finger i
her hole, and feeling her lick and such my cock.  I moved one hand back and
spread her small ass cheeks, then slowly stuck my finger up her ass.  It slid
in slowly and Shel wiggled as I did it, moaning and pausing her sucking.  I
thrust my hips to remind her, and getting the idea, she resumed.  Moments
later, I felt her sliding her finger up my asshole as well.  That was it, I
came.

My cock started to throb and I knew I was about to spurt my load.  I stopped
licking and my hips started to rock all on their own.  Shelly knew, I think,
that I was about to repeat what her brother had just done.  She sucked me
harder and wham, I erupted.  It felt like the whole head exploded in her but
she just kept sucking.  I heard her gag a bit but she kept it up, swallowing as
she could until I started to go limp. I fell back onto the blanket and just lay
there, staring up at her wet, hairless slit.  Shelly stopped after a few
moments and sat up, wiping her mouth.  Then she turned around and kissed me
on the lips.  I could taste my own cum, salty and strong.  We kissed for a
few minutes letting our tongues do battle with each other until we started
to giggle.

Then she got up, took her clothes, and went over to the pool and began to rinse
them out.

After a few minutes I looked around and there was Brian watching us.  He had
put his pants back on and seemed pre-occupied in his own thoughts.

We hardly spoke after that.  At least not the rest of the day.  After our
clothes had a chance to dry out in a few hours we all started home.  But this
didn't end our escapades.  This was only the beginning.


Another J.D. story of complete fiction based on my youthfull experiences.
                                                Enjoy,
                                                J.D.

File : JD-02.TXT
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Jenny was this sweet 12 year old that lived next door to my family when we
moved to New Jersey.  I was 16 and had some experiences with young girls wher
I used to live.  But back to Jenny.

She had 2 sisters, both older.  One was 14 and the other was 17.  The 17 year
old was a knockout and had a reputation supported by 3 illegitimate kids (all
born separately since she was 14).  It doesn't take much imagination to figure
what effect this had on Susan, the middle kid.  She was the guardian of
maidenhood, and in that role caused a lot of problems for me and Jenny.

Jenny was the darkest haired of the bunch.  Susan was an auburn brown, an
Judy, the oldest, was a dark blond.  Jenny's hair was strikingly black.

Jenny was old enough to know that she was being 'protected' by Susan, and she
resented it.  She knew why but was young enough to not fully understand.  It
made her rebellious and gave me an opportunity to explore her sexuality with
her in secret.

Jenny's family had a large chunk of land which had once been a farm but now was
just a large chunk of over-grown fields.  The benefit was that it became a
great place to play.  There were trails and old farm equipment all over the
place.  There were also several storage huts, and some old farm hand dwellings
on the property that, although boarded up, offered themselves as secret club
houses free for our taking.

We kids (the neighborhood kids) had a club of sorts that we formed and played
out lots of games within.  The clubhouse was one of the old farmhand
dwellings, not much more than an old wood shack, and Jenny, being the
owner-de-facto, was a mandatory club member.  That's how we became met
and became acquainted.

One day, Jenny and I were just kindof milling about outside the club house when
we spotted Susan off in the distance coming up a well worn path to the
building.  We took off and hid, just out of site in a mess of
overgrown weeds and bramble.  It wouldn't do to have Susan confirm any feelings
she might have about that old shack being used for our club meetings.  Susan
was looking about the place pretty carefully, a sure sign that she had seen
Jenny coming back this way.

Jenny motioned me to follow her and took off following a nearly indistinct
cow trail that led off towards some old storage sheds.  These sheds were in
pretty good shape and had been used until just recently by the old handy-man to
keep up what was left of the farm.  He had left the place the year before after
a long bout with some serious illness, never to return.  But his presence so
near in the past still kept us kids away and the buildings were intact and,
though run-down, still in good repair.

Jenny led me to the back of the large of the two and pointed out a broken
window that had been tar-papered over.  She told me in a mostly hushed voice
that she had noticed the covering was loose and maybe we could get in and hide
here until Susan went away.  What a challenge, a sneak entry into a shed
which was still full of junk.  Of course, I started right in.

The flap was loose on one side and on the bottom and with a little prying with
my pen knife, the staples came loose on the other side and pull out of th
dry-rotten wood of the sill.  That meant the flap was now only attached on the
top and we could squeeze through to the dark interior.

I went first and had to kick some junk out of the way to crawl in.  I found
myself on a work bench at the window height and after making a bit more room by
knocking some tools off onto the dirt floor, helped Jenny in.

We had no sooner gotten in when we heard Susan out near the front, calling for
Jenny.  We froze in place, neither of us daring to move in case we would be
heard.  Susan could be tracked by the sound of the old wheat and weeds she
disturbed as she walked around the building, and she didn't even give the
tar-papered flap on the window a pause for thought.  A few minutes later we
heard her off in the distance, still calling.  We relaxed a bit, our eyes now
adjusted to the dim interior.  It was actually, not that dark.  There was a lot
of light coming in through frosted windows on one wall and we could see the
scattered farm equipment against the walls and a cot that the old handy-man
had used when he stayed the night.

Jenny was still a bit afraid that Susan would hear us so we were very quit.  It
created an eerie feeling to be in there, a forbidden place, a place we had just
broken into, hiding from her sister, knowing the trouble we would be in if we
were found out.  I also was aware that I was now alone with Jenny and we were
both excited by all this.

'Jenny, I gotta pee" I whispered.

"I do to" she said. "lets see if there's a poddy somewhere".  And we bega
to search the place quietly in vain.  It became obvious that there was nowhere
in the building to 'go' but only the out-house back by the farm-hand buildings.
Clearly we would have to make do as best we could.

"I'll dig a hole and we can bury it" I volunteered.

We found an old flat blade shovel that I used to dig a shallow hole and when it
was ready, found that we had another problem.

"I know," I said "lets make this our secret club.  We'll both go at the same
time and that will be the initiation.  None of the others can belong unless we
agree to bring them in and they have to pass the initiation first."

She looked at me kinda strangely and then said "O.K. but you start first".

Deadlock.  I was now beginning to get well past the innocent kid type initiation
and think a lot more about what was really going on.  Jenny was too, it was
obvious from her remarks that she knew we were about to depart the normal run
of the mill behavior and  embark on something totally new and forbidden.  I had
had sex before and liked it a lot (who doesn't).  But Jenny was only 12 and I
knew just how fresh she had to be.  I also knew that the chance of getting that
far was pretty remote, but I was pretty sure that I could get a really good
look and maybe a little feel if I got lucky.  I was also sure that I was
beginning to blush and was grateful for the semi-dim light.

"I know, I said, lets start together.  We'll both do just what the other is
doing.  I'll lessen my pants, and you do the same, right?"

"'K" she said.

So we started.  I loosened my belt buckle and Jenny watched.  She had no belt
on her jeans.  Then I opened the top loop.  My jeans were the type with buttons
on the fly and hers had a zipper.  I would undo a button and she would sneak
the zipper down a bit.  Button, Zip...Button, Zip...until there were no more
buttons or zips to unzip.  I opened the front of my jeans revealing my
jockey-shorts and watched as Jenny did the same and began to slide the jeans
down over her nearly shapeless hips.  I was doing the same.

So there we were, standing about 5 feet apart with our pants down around our
ankles and looking at each other, eyes glued to the other's shorts.  She was
wearing these white cotton undies with little pink flowers on them.  I hooked
my thumbs under my shorts at the waist and just as I was about to begin to
remove them, she said "Wait."

"Lets take off our pants or I'll never be able to pee."

I started to bend over and remove my shoes when I noticed that she wasn't
following.  I stood back up and asked "what's the matter?"

'We'll get our feet dirty".  and of course she was right.  The floor was dirt
after all.  "Lets take a blanket off the bed and we can stand on that."  Well
it was obvious what we were actually doing.  Her obvious solution to the dilemma
of dirty feet surprised me a bit.

I went over to the cot and pulled off the top cover.  Underneath was a musty
sheet and pillow.  I spread the blanket on the ground beside the cot, kicked off
my shoes and stood on it next to the bed. Jenny came over and taking her shoes
off, stood across from me.  Then she stepped out of her pants which had slid
back down around her ankles.  I stepped out of mine as well, in her direction,
putting us about 3 feet apart.

Then I pulled off my socks and dropped them on the pile of clothes just behind
me.  Jenny took her socks off and after hesitating a moment with her hands on
the waistband of her underpants, reached up and removed her Tee-shirt.

My cock was swollen to unimagined proportions at this point.  There was Jenny
with nothing on but underpants.  I could just make out the slight rise near her
pale nipples where there would soon be breasts.  Her hips still had that boyish
look, not yet forming the look that distinguishes women from children.  She was
slightly on the skinny side and had a cute impish look as well.  And there I was
a so-called mature 16 year old with just my Tee-shirt and underpants on, what
little good they did.  My cock was so swollen that it bobbed against them with
each heartbeat and pulled them away from my body slightly at the waistband.

I pulled off my Tee-shirt and we stared at each other in silence.  The next step
would be the hardest one.  "O.K.," I said "lets do it at the same time".

I hooked my thumbs inside of the waste band at the sides and pulled them out
slightly, then started to slide them down.  My cock was pulled forward and down
making like a tent pole in the front and Jenny started to slide her underpants
down, not taking her eyes off of my crotch.

I slid one hand around to the front and pulled the waist band out and over my
cock, allowing the head to show above the edge, then slowly dropped them down
below my balls.  Here I stopped and watched as Jenny pulled her's down smoothly
past her crotch and stopped a bare 3 inches below her hairless cunt.

I couldn't take my eyes off of it.  Even in the dim light I could tell that she
was completely hairless.  Not even a hint of fuzz marked that smooth little 12
year old slit.  In comparison, my hairy crotch must have seemed like a jungle.

I bent down and slid off my underpants completely, then stood up with my cock
in my hand slowly moving the loose skin back and forth, masturbating while
watching Jenny take off her underpants and stand there completely naked.  She
moved one hand back to her slit and with her index finger, began to make slow
circular movements right at the tip of her slit, never completely blocking my
view.

"Want to touch it?" I asked.

"O.K." she said.  "But you can't touch me."

I said nothing but I backed up so the backs of my legs were against the cot.
My legs felt week and I was sure I would cum if I let her touch it.  She stepped
forward and just barely touched the tip with her fingers, then snatched her hand
back.

"Oh, it's so hot."

"Go ahead and put your hand around it" I said.

She slowly reached forward again and put her hand on in, clenching it like a
hammer.  Her hand didn't even go completely around my 6" cock.  She moved i
back and forth a bit, unsure what to do.

"That feels good" I said "keep it up.  Move it back and forth a bit more, yeah,
like that."

All the while I kept looking at her totally hairless young body.  "Can I touch
you now?  You've been touching me."

"I don't know... maybe a little" she said softly.

I reached down and put one finger where she had been rubbing just a few moments
before.  She was obviously turned on.  She stated to rock her hips slightly.
Her hairless mound felt absolutely smooth.  It was warm and very soft.  I slid
my finger down and up the slit without trying to part the lips yet.  I can
hardly describe the sensation.

"Sit down on the side of the bed and I'll show you something you'll love" I
said.

"I won't get pregnant will I?" she asked.

"No," I responded.  I won't do anything that would do that.  I promise."

So she sat on the edge of the bed and I knelt at her feet, spreading her knees
until they were quite wide apart.  She leaned back on one arm and watched me
warily as I stroked her little cunt and began to spread her lips.  She was moist
and there was sticky quality to her there, like honey.  Then I came closer and
started to lick her little cunt.

My tung slid along her little slit and worked it's way down into her cunt,
between her tiny, hairless little lips.  I made sure I worked my tung along her
slit and paid special attention to where I knew her little clit was.  I was
surprised to find that there was a sizeable little lump there.  She had quite
a large clit for a child.  She moaned and out of the corner of my eyes I could
see that her eyes were closed.  I contentedly kept licking the sweet tasting
juices from her smothe cunt.

After a few minutes, I stood up.  With her sitting, my cock came just below her
mouth and I came forward and said "Now you put your mouth on my cock"

"What!" she said surprised.

"Go ahead, you'll like it and it'll feel as good to me as what I was doing to
you."

She looked dubious but said "Well, all right, but then you've got to do some
more for me."

Then she moved a bit closer and slowly reached out to take my cock in her hand.
She then guided it to her lips and just barely put the tip in her mouth.
"Salty!" she said and backed away.

"Go ahead," I said.

She moved back and slowly repeated placing the tip in her mouth.  This time she
kept it there, just barely in.

"Use your tongue and lick it"

She slid her tung out under the head of my cock and using her hand to move it,
rotated her tung all around the head.  When she had it back so the head was
partly in her mouth again, I placed one hand on top of her head and pushed in.
The tip went past her lips and maybe an inch more as well.  She coughed a little
and tried to pull back but I kept her there and said "No, keep it going in and
out.  This is called a 'Blow Job' and you need to know how to do it if you are
going to keep from getting pregnant"
That must have caused her to think because she stopped pulling away and began
to move her head back and forth.  I let go of her head and she kept it up.  It
was quite a sight.  Her young mouth was stretched wide and I don't think more
than half of my cock could have gone into it without causing her to choke.  She
kept moving her head back and forth and now and again, pulled it out and licked
it from the tip to about the halfway point on the shaft, then put her mouth back
on it and continued to suck.  I think she was really getting into it at this
point.

"Now I'm going to show you how to have real sex" I said.  Then I turned her on
the bed so she was laying down and got on between her legs.

"No!" she said.  "You'll get me pregnant"

"No, I won't. I'll just put it in a little then I'll show you how you can have
sex and never get pregnant.  If your sister knew this, she wouldn't have any
kids now.  Of course, if you don't want to know..."

She looked like she was torn between wanting and fear, then she gave a little
nod.  I took her legs and raised then up so I could see her little hairless sli
and her tight ass hole.  She was still wet from my licking and I from hers.  I
moved my hands down to her cunt and spread the lips, sliding one finger easily
into her tiny cavity.  She seemed to be enjoying it regardless of her
trepidation.  I moved closer and placed the tip of my cock into her little cunt.
I moved the tip back and forth feeling how easily it slid along the slippery
slit, and stopping just at the hole of her cunt, began to push slowly.  She had
a wrinkled look to her face now.  I think she both enjoyed and was hurt by my
pushing.  I stopped and pulled back a bit.  Not even half the head had made it
in.  I pushed forward again, this time a bit harder.  At least half the head had
made it past the barrier of her young virginity when she let out a tiny scream.

I pulled back.  Then when she began to relax again, forward.  This time the
whole head went in.  God, was it tight.  It felt hot and very tight, as if she
was squeezing all the blood out of it.  I pulled back and she let out a big held
breath.  Then I pushed in again.  This time it seemed much easier and I went in
at least half way, a bit at a time.  Tight and very hot.  She was breathing in
short gasps.  I pulled back until the tip was just inside, then forward again.
and again.. and again.. than stopped and pulled all the way out.  She was
breathing very fast and her eyes looked glazed.  She looked up at me and looked
as if she was asking why I stopped.

"I don't want to get you pregnant."  I said.  "Never let anyone you don't trust
fuck you in your cunt like this.  If he should cum, ejaculate his sperm inside
of your cunt, your might get pregnant.  Instead, you have to suck them until
they cum in your mouth, or you can fuck them another way and never get
pregnant."

"That felt so good after the hurting stopped.  How can I do it and not... you
know..."

"I'll show you." I said.  Then I slid my wet cock down to her tiny little Ass
hole.  "You can fuck with your ass as easily as with your cunt."  I said.  And
began to push the tip of my cock into her little brown button.  "You've got to
relax or it will hurt, just like when I did this to your cunt"

I kept pushing forward and back ... forward and back.  It was obvious that I
wasn't making a lot of progress, but she was getting less afraid as I did so,
and her ass was getting more slippery from her cunt juices sliding down and my
cock making slow progress at relaxing and stretching her ass.  Slowly I made my
cock push a bit more each time I pushed forward.  After a wonderfully
sensational period of this, the head was beginning to make progress and sink
into her ass a bit more.  The head would go in about half way then out, again
and again, then I would push a bit further and it would go in until the rim of
the head was flush with the outside of the hole, then back out.  I kept it up
and watched ad Jenny began to really enjoy it.  Soon she was pushing against my
cock and I was sliding in past the head, really fucking her in the ass.  What
a sight for me.

She was laying on her back and I could see her tiny not yet breasts with their
tiny pale nipples erect and pointed.  Her straight child like body with her
hairless cunt which was all red and slightly swollen from my earlier fucking and
my cock protruding from her ass hole as I slid slowly in and out, causing her
tiny cheeks to pull in and away with each thrust.  The sight was too much to
bare.  I felt my cock begin to swell and knew that I was about to cum.

"I'm going to cum..."  I said.  "I'm going to spurt my cum up your ass and you
won't be able to get pregnant."

Jenny looked a bit frightened by this statement but excited all at the same
time.
"Don't stop"  she breathed.

I didn't, then I was on the verge of exploding and I pushed in further and
further, almost all the way and exploded.  The cum spurt and spurt inside of her
tiny ass.  In and out I came, easier each time with the added lubrication of my
cum.  Then I stopped and let my cock shrink out of her cunt.  At least that's
what I thought I'd do but I stayed erect at the sight.  Finally I had to pull
out and I watched as the sperm inside of her ran down her ass cheek.

Then we got up and Jenny surprised me by saying "I've still gotta pee."

We laughed at that, and both of us fulfilled our 'initiation' by peeing
over the little hole I'd dug more than an hour earlier.

We never let the other kids know about our secret club.  And though we only came
back a couple times after that, they were all great times.  To this day I
believe the experience and knowledge she gained from me kept her from getting
pregnant with her many boyfriends.  I know that at least one of my friends
commented years later that she had quite a reputation in high school as being
available to her friends, only to her friends.  And that she was quite
particular about who her fiends were.  She also graduated top of her class and
came in as runner up to the prom-queen.  I wish I knew her then, but my family,
always on the go had moved on.. and on since then.  I still think of her, and
others as well.