Good Vibrations

Good Vibrations
By Missy Younglove (based on a true story submitted via PM)


Gender: Female
Age at First Vaginal Intercourse: 11
Partner Age: 11


My best friend Mike and I were in the back of his family’s SUV, riding home from a pro baseball game. His dad was driving but his mom and two little brothers has already conked out. We’d originally gotten into the third seat, then crawled into the small space behind it so that we could lie down and sleep through the two-hour trip. We had pillows and a blanket, but were pressed together so tightly in that confined space that we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.

At first, we were just horsing around, tickling each other while trying to remain totally silent. Then he tried to win by tickling my barely budding breasts. I smacked him but he wouldn’t stop. Since he didn’t have breasts, I went for the win by gently grabbing his crotch. Instead of crying out, he just went completely still.

I suddenly found myself holding the warm little lump inside his baggy shorts and feeling a strange mixture of mortification and sexual excitement. I almost immediately let go and put both hands over my mouth in horror at what I had done.

I relaxed when I saw his trademark impish grin flickering at me as we passed under a series of streetlights. Then he bent forward and gave me a quick kiss on the forehead to silently let me know it was OK. After that, we just lay quietly facing each other, gazing fondly into each other’s eyes until there were no more streetlights and we were once again shrouded in darkness. That whole time, my heart was hammering in my chest and I wanted nothing more than to feel his soft, warm maleness once again.

As if reading my mind, he gently took my wrist in his hand and guided my hand back to his crotch. He did this with such tenderness that I couldn’t resist. Once again, I gently cupped the wonderful warm bulge between his legs. Now I felt a hardness down there, too, pressing warmly against my wrist. I realized that I was beginning to pant softly with lust as my heart threatened to leap from my chest. Then, with horror, I felt lubrication begin to flow inside my virgin vagina. That didn’t stop me, though. In fact, I eagerly began to fondle him, fascinated by the warm gelatin-like feel of his little boy balls.

After a minute or so, he gently laid his hand on my hip. I knew what he wanted and was in fact eager for it, so I silently raised a knee and moved my pelvis toward him in invitation. Fluids were already seeping into my panties and my clitoris was fully erect and throbbing. When his warm palm gently cupped my pubescent vulva, it was by far the most wonderful thing I’d ever felt in my life. I gasped softly, but was in no danger of being overheard with soft rock music playing on something like 12 speakers.

I continued to fondle him while he awkwardly massaged my dripping young pussy.