There was a boy who called me infrequently but I was crazy about him. He finally called and asked if I wanted to get together and talk. I invited him over, my mom was gone, and we spent the night talking and necking. He was big, he played football and he made me feel safe and that I was the only woman in the world. We went down to our basement into the spare bedroom and laid down on the bed. He started to kiss me all over and played with my breasts. He seemed not to be able to get enough of them, I wished I had milk in them so he could satisfy himself. He finally reached down between my legs and started to play with me through my shorts. I started to get really wet and I wanted him to play with my pussy. He undid my shorts and I undid his pants and we started to play with each other and continued to get hotter and hotter. I felt his precum and wanted to taste it, but I was afraid of what he might say, silly me. He finally asked if it was ok, and told him yes. He crawlled on top of me and I took him in my hand and guided him to the right spot. He slowly pushed it in and suddenly broke through. It stung a little, but then began to feel like heaven. We did it a couple more times that night and a few more times through High School. I wish I could find him today and try it again. He was so wonderful, I still have a crush on him!