My Life 8

My first experience with sex was just after I hit 21. As all the girls gathered for our last get-together of the summer of 1978, we all made the unredeemable promises that we'd always be in touch and that we'd never forget each other. Oh well, we all know how that turned out, don't we? It's just one of those things that we always tell our friends, but somehow never manage to keep, no matter how good the intentions.

Eva and I were best friends since the second grade. We did everything together. We had our childhood sleepovers, we went to Grandpa Ned's to swim, eat in the summer and ice-skate in the winter. We had our girl talk, and we were the first to tell each other when we noticed our breasts were beginning to get bigger. We even told each other when we started getting hair between our legs.

At about 8:00 that Friday evening, we were the last two left in our 'secret hideout' and we didn't really want to leave. We were still having fun, laughing at all the remarks that had been made earlier in the evening and remembering the faces of the other girls as we all told tales that made us laugh even harder. By the time the others had left our sides were all sore from all the laughter.

Eva and I looked at each other and laughed.

"I'll never forget that time Tammi and Jake got caught in Grandpa Ned's pool without their swimsuits on!"

"I know what you mean," I answered. "I've never seen so much red on two people's faces in my life. You'll never convince me that they weren't up to something in that pool!"

"Me, either!"

For a few minutes we just sat there, the silence getting heavy between us.

For me it was the physical attraction I'd always felt for Eva, and I thought she had the same attraction for me as well. Guess I was wrong on that one.

We both got up to leave, the silence still there, and grabbed each other to give a hug as we prepared to leave. Well, before we both realized what was happening, I was kissing her and she was returning the kiss!

We pushed each other back and stared at each other.

"Where did that come from?" Eva asked me.

All I could do was stand there. Silent in embarrassment.

"Well," I started, "I've always wanted to do that, and I guess it just 'felt right' to do it now."

I thought Eva would be mad at me, but to my surprise, she gave me another hug and kissed me again!

As we broke off the kiss, but continued the hug, she said, "I've felt attracted to you for a long time, Chris. I've wanted to do this for the past two years, but was afraid of what you'd do or how you'd react."

Now it was my turn to push her back and look into her very blue eyes.

"But I've felt the same way about you!"

"Really!"

"Really!" I answered.

We both sat back down on the hardwood floor and began to talk to each other, seriously talk that is. Not that common 'girl-talk' that you usually associate with kids, but an almost grown-up talk that I think we'd both been putting off for too long.

Before we realized it, it was dark outside and the quiet was almost absolute, with the lone exception being the noise of the crickets in the grass just outside our hideout. After all, there wasn't anyone around for at least 2 miles and with it being just the two of us, and after our serious conversation of the past 2 hours, things were bound to happen.

Right?

Anyway, we soon found ourselves laying on hastily spread out quilts we'd arranged on the floor.

Eva was removing her clothing, and I was in the process of removing mine as well. In a few minutes she was sitting there in just her bra and panties and I joined her a few minutes later.

"Boy, I wish my titties were as big as yours, Eva."

"Believe me, kiddo, you don't want them this big."

"Why?"

"Because they can be a real pain in the ass, that's why. You've no idea what the boys think of a girl with titties like this," and she lifted them up with her hands as if to point out just how big they were.

"Everyone automatically thinks that with jugs like these that you're older, more experienced and wanting to jump in bed with any boy who asks to fuck you!

"The trouble is that they bother the hell outta ya, too. Do you realize that I can't sleep at night unless I have my bra on? I can only sleep on either my back or on one of my sides. When I was younger, and less endowed, I could sleep on my stomach, and I really enjoyed that. Just laying there, with my hands and arms under my pillow. It felt so comfortable and now I miss it."

"Well, have you?" I asked.

"Have I what?"

"Fucked any of the boys yet?"

"No! And I don't intend to, either. I'm just not into boys. I find myself attracted to other women.

"Like you."

"ME!!!"

"Hell, yes! YOU!! I've wanted to get into your panties for the past two years, but never knew how to get close enough to you to say anything. Then, when I did, I'd be afraid of hurting our friendship and I didn't want to do that. We've known each other for too long."

"Well, you should've asked me."

"Why?"

"Because I would've said yes!"

"Really?"

"Yes, I would've."

Eva reached behind her and unclasped her bra, allowing her ample bossum to fall free of their restrictive cups. I'd never seen a pair so big. What really stood out were the large nipples. They were already hard and seemed to stick out from her boobs at least a half inch.

Then, she grabbed my hands and placed them on her chest, and I just naturally began to knead them with my fingers. Being as small as I am, I've never had the pleasure to hold so much amazingly pliant flesh in my own hands.

I mean, my breasts are still growing and, compared to Eva, I'm flat-chested!!! My nipples are like hers though, they get hard at the drop of a hat and stick out as much as hers do. I just hate it when I get cold and my nipples stick out so much. Embarrasses the hell outta me to no end.

I leaned forward slightly and took one of her nipples into my mouth and began to swirl my tongue around that hardened bud.

Eva began to moan with delight, and I started to groan myself.

I've fantasized about holding her nipples in my mouth for some time, and now it was finally happening and I could hardly believe it.

Eva and I were going to make love to each other!!!!

My dreams were coming true and I was going to enjoy it as much as I could and a I know that I'd never forget it, either.

In the meantime, I felt Eva as she reached behind me and removed my sports bra, releasing the fabric from my body. With nothing to hold it up, the bra quickly slipped into my lap and she began to twist my nipples with each hand. They were already hard and her manipulation made me feel good. It felt nice to finally feel her hands on my body and I could hardly wait to feel her mouth and tongue on my nipples. I had a mini-orgasm just thinking about it.

We laid there on that wooden floor and began to feel each others bodies.

Eva was only about 2 inches taller than I was and when we laid together that day it felt as though we were the same in height, not to mention the passion that flowed between us.

I felt her hands and they massaged my titties and then roamed down my body to the crease between my legs. I slowly imitated her and we were soon doing the same things to each other, at the same time. I let her lead and was only happy to follow. I guess I figured that if Eva knew what she was doing, then I could do the same thing to her and she'd not complain. Hey! I know I wasn't complaining one bit!

Before I knew it she had two fingers inside me, plunging deeper and deeper into my wetness with one, while the other gently flicked at my tingling clitoris.

I was doing the same thing to her, as well. But, as she continued to stroke me inside, I concentrated on her nipples and nibbling them with my mouth, gently biting them and licking around her large titties as well. I guess that since I didn't really have any titties hers kinda piqued my curiosity and I wanted to find out if they were as sensitive as they appeared to be.

By her constant moaning I was guessing that they were.

I guess the other thing that really turned me on to her was that she didn't have any hair around her pussy. She was completely smooth down there and I made a mental note to ask her about it once we were finished.

"Lay on your back, Chris."

"Why?" I asked her.

"Because I want to do something to you that I think you'll love."

Without any more questions I did as she asked me and laid on my back.

She crawled between my legs, with her head still over my small titties, and began to lick my nipples again. Only this time she didn't just work on my nipples.

Now she started to move down on my body, licking the whole time, stopping at my belly button and licking deep in that small hole for a few minutes. Then she started spreading my legs a little at a time, until I was fully open and exposed to her gaze.

"You have a nice pussy, Chris." She told me.

"And you know what?"

"What?"

"You look good enough to eat, my dear."

Did she mean what I thought she meant? Was she really going to put her mouth on me down there? I could lay back and watch and she resumed her journey down my body, as I began to tremble in anticipation of that first contact.

I didn't have to wait long, either.

In only a few minutes I felt her hands on my pussy lips, as she pulled them apart and looked inside me. She slipped one of her fingers into me, using one on her other hand to gently massage the outer lips at the same time.

Then she flicked a finger over my still hard clit and I thought I was going to explode inside! It felt good. And even though she'd already had her fingers inside of me, I couldn't help but climax just the same. I guess it was something to do with the stimulation of both hands this time, but I know I was in heaven and nothing mattered except that she continue what she was doing.

I raised up my head just in time to see her lower her mouth to my gaping hole and I watched as she extended her tongue and took that first lap of my juices that freely flowed from inside and ran down the crack of my ass.

Then her still, hot, tongue made first contact with my clit!!! Now I know I was in heaven! Never in my life had anything felt so good on me.

I used to masturbate a lot, and let me tell you something, no matter what I used nothing felt as soft, or as hot, as Eva's tongue that day!! I think I had one of the biggest orgasms in my young life.

Then she began to push that talented tongue deeper into me and I could feel every lick as she made contact with my insides, continuing to lick on my clit occasionally as well.

After about two or three minutes of that oral manipulation of my pussy, she plastered her mouth over my hole and started to suck my juices from me. She'd drive her tongue into me, swirl it around my inner lips, draw those lips into her mouth and suck on them for a little while, but the whole time I steadily feed her my quickly flowing juices. I never knew I could cum so many times, and never knew that I had so much to give, either.

Then she started moving her body around and in a few minutes her legs were spread on either side of my head and right there in front of my eyes was Eva's pussy, also dripping an abundance of juices. And those juices fell right on my face and into my mouth, giving me the first taste of another woman.

I reached up and pulled her hairless lips apart, much as she'd done to me earlier, and then moved up and made contact with her clitoris with my tongue.

From her moaning and gyrating around on top of me, I knew that I'd done the right thing.

I planted my mouth over her hole, spread my hands over her ass and pulled her closer, and the proceeded to do to her just what she was doing to me. I licked and sucked and licked some more. I sucked her clit into my mouth and held it there while flicking the tip of my tongue over its head. I was getting a mouth full of her cum, as she was getting from me at the same time.

I think we stayed that way for about 30 or 40 minutes, never wanting to let the other one go. We were just enjoying each other too much to quit.

But, in a little while, we both became too sensitive to continue and we broke apart and laid there on the floor, slowly recovering from those multiple orgasms we'd had.

I knew I felt exhausted and I felt pretty sure that Eva did, too.

After a few minutes of laying there I raised up on my elbow and faced my best friend.

"Eva, that was just the best thing to happen to me since I don't know when!"

"I'm so glad you enjoyed it, Chris. I know I did as well. And, to tell you the truth, I was beginning to wonder if it was ever going to happen. I've wanted to do that to you for so long and I knew that if we ever did get the chance that it would be something to remember."

"You've got that part right! I don't think I was ever going to stop cumming!"

"Hey, you've got a talented tongue there, kiddo, and you shouldn't waste it. I don't know if your preference is men or women, but believe me, you'd make some woman a wonderful lover."

Now I was really embarrassed.

"Why so red-faced?" she asked me.

"Well, you see, it's like this...."

"My God!!! You're still a virgin, aren't you?"

Now I was really embarrassed.

"Yes," was all I could manage to say.

"Well, well. Seems I've bagged my first cherry," she laughed.

"Yes, this is my first sexual experience and I enjoyed it very much. Now, all I have to do is get used to what just happened."

"Don't let it embarrassed you, Chris. I was the same way the first time it happened to me. I like to think of it as one of the most enlightening experiences in my life."

"Are you a lesbian?" I asked her.

"I like to consider myself Bi," she told me.

"Meaning what?"

"That I like both men and women, but my preference is women."

"So tell me, what's it like with a man?"

"Believe me, Chris, when it finally happens to you, you'll know the difference and it's not something that I can easily put into words. All I can say is give it a chance. You might like it, and then again, you might not. Everyone has a choice of which way you want to go. While I do enjoy a hard cock in me on occasion, to me there's nothing like making love to a woman. You'll see for yourself one of these days."

We just talked for about an hour or more and just when we were getting ready to get dressed and go home, I thought of the question I had earlier wanted to ask her.

"Why do you shave yourself down there," I pointed.

Eva laughed at that one, but she did answer me.

"Personally I prefer the feel of nothing down there. I had a girlfriend suggest it to me, as she always kept herself hair free down there, too. She even recommended a very good depilatory for me to use and I've gotten so used to it that I've just kept it all off. I find that my lovers, both men and women, love the soft feel of my lips down there, without any hair to get in the way. Believe me, I prefer it much more when I make love to a man, too. Much less irritation down there."

She gave me a tube of the stuff, since she carried it in her purse all the time and suggested that I give it a try, too. I promised her that I would and then we gave each other a hug and a quick kiss and left our secret place, heading to our respective homes.

It was about two days later that I asked another one of my friends if she'd seen Eva lately, when I got the shock of my life.

"Didn't you know?" she asked me.

"Know what?"

"Eva was hit by a hit-and-run driver last night. She didn't make it."

Talk about being hit with a sledgehammer!!!

I'd spent the last two days with my grandparents, down state, and had just gotten home late last night. My parents apparently didn't know, either, or they'd have told me at breakfast this morning. I guess it hit me harder than I thought, as the next thing I remember is staring up at the doctor's face in the emergency room.

"You'll be ok, young lady. You just passed out and cracked your head on the sidewalk." He turned to my mama, who was standing beside the bed, "She'll be fine. Just a slight concussion from the smack with the concrete, but just to be on the safe side, keep her at home today and don't let her doze off. Concussions can be crazy and anything could happen, so make sure she's alert and keep a close eye on her. By tomorrow she should be much better and should be able to go to school with no problems at all."

"Thank you, Doctor," mama told him.

After that the rest of the week was one big blur, as the viewing went by and then the funeral. It was a closed casket and I was happy for that. I didn't want to have to remember my best friend, and first-time lover, laying in that cold steel case. I went to her parents and gave them my condolences and her mother kissed me on the cheek, while her father gave me a big hug.

That was the last time I saw Eva's family.

Chapter 2

Today's my 26th birthday.

Technically, I'm still a virgin, too!

I've not had any kind of sexual relationship since that day, when I was 21, that I learned that my best friend, Eva, had been killed by a hit-and-run driver. I have no idea if the driver was ever found and prosecuted. Frankly, I never gave it another thought, either. I just wanted to get away from that town and start over again.

As luck would have it, my father was transferred to another town about 2 hours away and we moved there so that he wouldn't have such a long commute to work. The city was nice and I soon made new friends and began to date.

Image my surprise though when I was at the mall one day and ran into none other than Grandpa Ned!

* * * *

I met Grandpa Ned for the first time when I was only 12 or maybe 13.

He's an older black man (well, at least to me back then he was older.) and all the kids in the neighborhood called him Grandpa Ned. Just so you'll understand that there's no relation between us. I guess if I had to put an age on him, I'd have to say he was at least in his late 50's.

I had heard from my parents that his wife had died about the time I was 2 and that he'd never remarried. He preferred to spend his time with the neighborhood kids, whether they were white or black. On plenty of times the parents of the area used him as a babysitter for us and we always had a good time there.

There were times he'd show us old movies that he had on reels and had to wind them through this old machine and we'd all laugh and have a blast. I don't think our parents could've found anyone any better to watch over us all. I know for a fact that the kids all enjoyed themselves and there was never a complaint.

Grandpa Ned's used to be a local gathering place for the kids when I was 12 and every weekend we'd have a huge pool party in the summer and then cookouts and he even had his pool open in the winter and we used it as an ice skating rink. When you live in northern Michigan the winters can be very cold.

Now, just to set the record straight, Grandpa Ned never did anything to the kids. He wasn't like that and besides, most of the kids I hung out with would've reported him to their parents if he'd tried anything.

When I was growing up we were taught about child molesters and what to look for and believe me, every one of my friends got that same education and we were always on the alert for anything unusual from strangers. Heck, we even watched our friends parents, but we never let on that we did.

You had to be careful during those days, hell, you gotta be careful these days, too!

Any way, while we were always alert, that doesn't mean that nothing happened.

As kids we sorta messed around with each other, but it never got very far. Hell, we were scared to death of what our fathers might do if they found out what we were up to.