First-Time Tales #1: Emily and Jason

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This story is based on the true first-time experience of a dear friend. She loved it so much that she begged me to submit it to XNXX, which I had never even heard of before. This is my first attempt at writing erotic fiction. Please help out a new writer by posting a constructive comment below.

As a result of writing this story, I’ve fallen in love with the ‘bg’ genre and would like to write about more true first-time ‘bg’ experiences. If you lost your virginity in a real-life ‘bg’ relationship, you can fill out an anonymous survey through the link in my profile. I can’t promise to adapt all of your stories, but I’ll do my best if you can take the time to give me something to work with.

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First-Time Tales #1: Emily and Jason
By Missy Younglove

I first made love early on a fresh spring morning back in 1994. I was 11 years old and he was 12.

We were kind of a Mutt and Jeff pair. He was small, skinny and blond while I was tall, stocky, and dark. Even though he was a year older than me, he’d barely started puberty while I already had breasts the size of oranges and a fairly mature (and horny) vagina. I was already a good six inches taller than he was.

We were both pretty average-looking kids. Better-looking boys had shown an interest in me because my body was more mature than a lot of girls my age, but I liked Jason because he was funny and made me laugh a lot. We’d known each other for about a year and had just decided to go steady and prove our love by fucking.

We had fooled around a little bit, mostly in the weeks leading up to that. It started out as innocent stuff that gradually became less innocent. We usually played little games of keep-away while sitting on a bench or a couch. We’d take turns pretending to grab for an object while “accidentally” grabbing whatever we wanted on the other person’s body. At first, we’d touch each other very tentatively, but that turned into full-out petting over the course of a few weeks when we could find enough privacy for it.

Eventually, we stopped all pretense of game-playing. We just found a private spot and kissed and petted like the lust-crazed kids we were. Fearing discovery, we’d always stayed fully clothed while slipping our hands underneath each other’s clothing. He’d caress my breasts and dripping pussy while I mainly played with his hard little cock inside his loose boxers.

It didn’t take me long to discover that our sessions would be over as soon as I felt his warm, watery fluid oozing into my fist. I learned to handle it very carefully until I’d gotten my own thrills. I don’t think I ever really came from his awkward stroking, but I did get some nice little tingles and shivers out of it. Jason got his horny little nuts off every time, though.

We both had older siblings who’d already started having sex and loved it. We also knew of other kids in school who’d lost their virginity, so it was pretty much a no-brainer for us at that point. We decided to go steady on a Friday evening and to make love the following morning when everyone else was still in bed.

I was so excited that I didn’t sleep a wink that night. I was so horny that I must have frigged myself a hundred times and had to put a towel underneath me to soak up the juices that were steadily flowing out of my pussy. Finally, at ten minutes before 6:00, I threw on a loose pair of shorts and a T-shirt with nothing on underneath, quietly snuck out of the house, and trotted eagerly around the block to where he lived.

I saw him perched nervously on an old tricycle near the side door to his garage and his face lit up with delight the moment he saw me. He hair was a tousled mess and he had circles under his eyes from his own sleepless night, but he couldn’t have looked any better to me. I’m sure I was in a similar state, but he didn’t seem to care one bit. We quietly went into the garage and he led me to a little fort he’d made amidst several stacks of boxes. The floor was padded with old moving blankets, but he’d thrown a clean beach towel over them. His pants were already tented out with his little boner.

I pulled him close and we kissed deeply. His hard-on went straight between my legs and rubbed against my crotch.