Tanya

Here it is, I am about to turn 30 and I think I can honestly say that I can remember every single sexual experience I have had. Almost. By the way, this is the first story I have ever submitted online, and I doubt it will be the last.
Both her and I were shall we say, quite young for sex but that didn’t stop us. Her family had moved in next door a couple years before and being that me and her where the same age, and I also think because she was kind of a tom boy, me and her “got along like peas and carrots” as Forrest would say. Now both our families were pretty much, middle class, white folk, stuck in the middle of the desert and that is about it. no glamour here.
Anyways, we would spend our days together in school on the play ground with the usual pushing, shoving and laughing. Then when we would get home, well it pretty much was the same thing as school but now we had “the Forts”. The forts started out simple as just a bunch of 6 x 6 holes, 5 feet deep. However over time, they became all connected by tunnels that were rather impressive seeing as though they were built by a couple kids. Those tunnels are where this story begins.
Being that this was a California Desert, it was about 110 degrees out on this one summer day. However it was a lot cooler in the forts. I went out side and noticed she wasn’t already out front. I found that to be odd really cause she was always out before me. Anyways, I hoped on my bike and road across the street to the dirt bike track, did a couple laps then went over to the forts. When I get there I find her bike is already there.
I hoped off and opened up the door to the main hole and jumped in. ahhh… it was already a lot cooler. I look down the tunnel and see her down there.
“Hey, what’s up” I ask. After a slight delay “oh… nothing”. “Yeah right, no really, what you reading” I wonder. ”Some magazines I found in my brothers room” (her 19 year old brother).
It wasn’t until I opened one of the small vent holes to let in some light that I realized what kind of magazines these were. Now I had seen Playboys a couple times but it was rare. But these books weren’t no crappy Playboy. No, these were something like Busty or some other HARDCORE BIG TITS magazine.
We sat there, facing each other, looking at our magazines, for like 20 minutes. Finally I toss mine to the side and move next to her to see what she was reading. Turns out she was really into the stories.
A couple minutes later, for the first time since I got there, she actually turned her attention away from the story. She looked at me sitting right next to her, reading over her shoulder, and kissed me. This was not the first time we had kissed, we were each other’s first kiss. Hell ever since that first kiss a year or so back, we couldn’t stop. Our parents actually thought it was rather funny. But this kiss was a different one. It was hard and long.
“What the hell was that for?” I ask with a laugh. “Just because”. “Oh Horse Shit. You have a reason for everything so spill the beans. What are you thinking about”? “Well you ever thought about trying things like what’s in these magazines”? I pause for a second, “No not really, but that don’t mean I don’t want to. How long you been out here anyways”? “About 4 hours” She replies.
This was not normal for her. It was 11 am when I got there and during no school days, she didn’t get out of bed till 10:30.
“you’ve been up since 7” I ask. “nope, since 4. My brother came in late with some girl I have never seen before and they went right to his room. Well about 5 minutes after they closed the door, she started moaning then screaming then flat out yelling things like FUCK ME FUCK ME. Well this went on for hours and it was keeping me up. So to piss off my brother, I went into his bathroom and took all his magazines. Later I got dressed, tossed all the mags in my backpack and headed out here. I have been reading the stories ever since.
“All right, so (looking back at the magazine in her hand) what exactly do you want to try in this thing”?
“So far, everything eventually”
So basically it started. I was sitting with my legs crossed, and leaning back against the dirt wall. She turns, and climes onto my lap facing me. First she kisses me (remember were quite young. the only kissing we new about was from the way our parents would kiss us. We never tried frenching), then she asks how I liked that. I said “same as always”. “Ok then, kind of open your mouth,” She orders. So I do and we lock lips again.
The second kiss was like giving someone CPR. Lips joined but no tung. Hell we didn’t know. After a few more times, I decided to touch my toung to hers just to see if it makes her freak. NOPE! My god, the toung-wrestling match was on. Twisting and twirling. Anyways, this went on for about an hour. Finally we decided to try something else.
We both grabbed a magazine and started looking. Finally I said, “Well here is something. Now, as you can see, all these women have no clothes on…” I mention with a smart ass tone in my voice. “I am not getting all naked with you down in this dirt hole.” she interrupts. “I don’t want to take my pants off and get dirt in the crack of my ass anymore than you do. But how about we just take off our shirts and try again?” With some surprise to me, she agrees and takes her shirt off before me. The sight of her with no shirt on didn’t do anything like it does today when a woman takes her shirt off for you. I mean hell, we were kids. SHE HAD NO TITS.
So with the shirts off we go back to kissing. However, this time we had our bodies touching, skin to skin and that felt really good. It was at that moment that we learned about touching. Sure, we would touch all the time before, but nothing like this. This was the “Exploring” kind of touch.
After a couple minutes we try doing the same, but now lying down on the ground on top of the shirts we have shed. Now me, I found myself moving my hands along her side and over her non-developed chest. She on the other hand was all about my legs and between. By this time, I had a full-fledged hard on. Not much of one due to my age. But one nonetheless.
She made long stokes up and down my thighs, getting closer to my dick with every pass. She was doing it that way on purpose.