| Girlfriends, Chapter 9 Tuesday, February 17 Dear diary. It’s Lynn’s birthday tomorrow and today we had a special celebration, just Lynn, me and Dad. It turned out to be more special than I had expected. Lynn had been anxious the entire day, like she was waiting for something to happen. I figured it was about her birthday. We had dinner and then a cake, with candles and everything. I knew Dad had bought her something, but I didn’t know what it was. Lynn seemed to know, though. She just took the present without opening it. ”Aren’t you going to open it?” I asked. ”Later,” she said. ”Aren’t you curious?” ”It’s my present, but the surprise is yours,” she said. I had no idea what she meant. ”Are you sure?” Dad asked her. ”Yes I’m sure,” she replied. ”Remember what I told you, and be careful.” ”I will.” ”Come on, my love,” Lynn said and took my hand. ”Where to?” ”Your room.” ”Don’t forget to take a towel with you, and if she doesn’t want to, she doesn’t have to,” Dad told her ”Doesn’t want what?” I asked. ”You’ll see soon enough.” She picked up a towel from the bathroom. ”What kind of a present is that?” ”It’s a toy,” she said. I had no idea what this was about, but I had loved all her other surprises this far. Once in my room, she put the present and the towel on the desk and kissed me. She was unusually excited. She sat me down on the bed and undressed me, whispering, ”I want you—I want you so much,” in my ear. We were both naked pretty quick. It was our first sex in more than a week, and we were both really into it, but that present kept bothering me. ”What is it?” I asked her. ”Patience.” ”Please, show me.” ”Oh, alright. Stay right here.” She brought it back to the bed. She quickly ripped of the paper and opened the box. It was a stick. A purple stick. Made of plastic and maybe six inches long. Nothing really special about it. ”I wanted a bigger one, but your father refused.” ”What is it?” I asked. ”It’s a dildo.” ”What’s it for?” Actually, I had a pretty good idea, I just didn’t want to think about it. ”It’s a sex toy, a plastic dick.” ”And my dad bought you this?” ”Yes, when he bought me that sexy black thing.” ”But why?” ”Because I told him I wanted one. For my birthday.” ”And why did you want one?” She moved really close to me. ”I want to take your cherry, and I want you to take mine.” I just looked at her. She wasn’t kidding. Here I’d gone out of my way to protect our cherries, and now she wanted to take them. ”I don’t think so,” I said. She looked very disappointed. ”Why not?” ”Because. It’s a big deal. I’m not sure I want to.” ”How about this. I go first. I have thought about it and I want you to do it. ”I don’t know. Don’t you want to wait?” ”Wait for what?” ”For that special someone.” Lynn looked me deep in the eyes. ”Honey… baby… lover… you are my special someone. I can’t imagine loving anyone more than I love you right now.” She gave me a hug. ”Of course you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.” ”But aren’t you afraid? It’s supposed to hurt and bleed.” ”If it hurts, at least I will have someone here with me to comfort me and kiss me. And I did bring a towel for the blood. Please say you’ll do it.” ”I’ll need to think about it.” ”In the meantime, can I kiss you?” ”I wouldn’t have it any other way.” We both lay down on the bed, pressing our bodies together. She began kissing me all over my face and neck. The more I thought about what she had said, the more sense it made. Who would I want to give my virginity to, if not the girl I’m so madly in love with? I was scared of the pain, though, and I was amazed at Lynn’s complete lack of concern. Had the world suddenly turned upside down? ”Yes,” I said. ”Are you sure?” she asked. I nodded and she hugged me. ”Thank you. It means a lot to me.” ”One thing, though.” ”What?” ”You do me first.” ”You promise you will do me?” ”I promise.” ”Ok then.” ”Since you seem to have this whole thing planned, where do we start?” ”Your dad said it is easier if you’re really horny. I guess I will start by fucking you.” Smiling at the prospect, she took control and spread my legs wide. I found my nervousness was now mixed with a large amount of thrill, I was actually getting excited about it. Lynn was working my pussy expertly with both fingers and tongue. I was quickly getting very wet from the attention. She took the dildo and rubbed it up and down inside my pussy. The whole experience was incredibly weird. The more horny I got, the more nervous I got as well. When Lynn stopped, I was so horny I was panting and moaning, but also so scared I could feel my whole body shiver. ”Are you ready?” she asked me. ”Yes,” I replied, still a little bit hesitant, but I wanted to do it, and it surprised even me when I realized it. She must have heard my doubts, because she crawled up beside me and kissed me and told me how much she loves me. She was soon back between my legs, opening up my pussy. I could feel the plastic rod as it pressed with increasing pressure on my hymen. Then she gave it a push, and jolt of pain surged through my body. I thought I had split in two or something. I think I screamed out, I don’t remember for sure. I felt tears on my cheeks. Lynn was quickly by my side, kissing me. It was the strangest sensation, being in pain and aroused at the same time, with Lynn comforting and cuddling me. I didn’t know how to react. ”Pull it out,” I begged Lynn, and she went back down and pulled the dildo out slowly. ”Don’t look,” she instructed me. I didn’t need to look. I felt the wetness. I knew what it was. She dried off the dildo and my pussy with the towel and then crawled back up beside me again. ”Are you ok?” she asked me. ”I will be. I just need to rest.” Despite the pain, I was still horny. I wanted to come. They pain eased and eventually I was just a bit sore. I rubbed my pussy, just to see how it felt. It wasn’t so bad. ”You can continue now,” I told Lynn. ”I’m alright.” ”Sure?” ”Yeah, I’m sure.” She kissed her way down to my pussy, touching it very carefully. She cleaned up my pussy with the towel and then kissed gently where it hurt, rubbing my clit at the same time. It felt a lot better. As I got closer and closer to orgasm, I forgot about the pain. Lynn started licking my clit. Since she had already brought me close to coming earlier, and since she didn’t hold back at all this time, I came almost instantly. It felt really good, but to be honest, it was more a relief than anything else. I was done, my virginity had been taken by the girl I love. I was happy she had talked me into it. It was so weird. Lynn didn’t seem the least bit scared, even after seeing what I went through. We lay there hugging, touching, kissing and generally enjoying each other’s company and body. She is like a big, warm teddybear I can hug whenever I need comfort. The five minutes went fast. ”Your turn,” Lynn whispered in my ear. I must admit I was a bit anxious about doing it. I didn’t want to hurt her, but I had promised her. And besides, if I didn’t do it, she would probably do it to herself. I preferred it to be me. She lay on the bed and spread as far as she could. I went into the bathroom and got a new towel. I avoided the old one, I didn’t want to see how much I had bled. ”Remember to get me really horny and wet before pushing it in.” ”Ok.” ”And when you get to the point where you are about to break my hymen, don’t hesitate, just thrust it in. Don’t worry about me. I won’t break.” She kissed me one last time as a virgin. I went down on her and started working her pussy. The dildo lay right beside me, ready to be used. She was beginning to moan slightly. I sucked on her clit while my fingers played with her pussy lips. She was getting closer to the moment. Another couple of minutes and she was almost ready to come. ”Now,” she told me. ”Do it now.” It was time. I spread her pussy lips wide and put the dildo to the hole and wiggled it in gently until I reached her hymen. I didn’t hesitate at all, I just pushed it right into her. I could feel how the hymen streched and gave way as the plastic rod disappeared into her She didn’t even scream. I could tell she was hurt, but it was not nearly as bad for her. I left the dildo in her and crept up to kiss her for comfort. Four hours and thirty minutes before turning twelve, Lynn Sullivan, my girlfriend, lost her virginity. And I was the one who took it. ”Continue,” she told me. ”Use the dildo and make me come.” ”Are you sure?” ”Yes.” I got back between her legs. I thought the dildo would be red from blood, but it was really only a couple of strings, not much at all. I wiped it of with the towel. The dildo went back into her pussy. I watched practically the whole thing slowly disappear further and further into her cunt. I pulled it almost all the way out, before pushing it back in again. I was fascinated with the way the big rod fit her tiny little hole. It shouldn’t be possible—it really shouldn’t. ”It feels wonderful. Go faster,” she demanded. I did as she wanted and pumped that thing in and out of her in a steady rhythm. When I put my hand on top of that area above the pussy, I could feel the thing going in and out of her. She was moaning by now, and I could tell she would have a good orgasm. She rubbed her clit frenetically until she came. I pushed the dildo all the way in and then just watched as the orgasm hit her in waves. Once she calmed down, I checked out her pussy. There was some blood, which I wiped off, and she was a little more red than usual. Otherwise, she seemed fine. All I wanted to do now was to cuddle with my babydoll. Luckily, she shared that exact same sentiment. We crawled in under the cover and held each other tightly. ”Thank you,” she whispered. ”Thank you for doing this for me.” ”Anything for my babygirl. Besides, you were right, there is nobody I would rather have taking my cherry.” ”I love you.” ”I love you too.” We lay in silence for several minutes, just sorting out our thoughts and feelings. Then I remembered, Lynn hadn’t told me about the place where she got the dildo. ”Tell me about the store,” I begged her. ”What store?” ”The store where you bought that dildo.” ”Oh. Well, it is a store filled with stuff that has to do with sex. They have a whole section with dildos. You should see it. There is this one you can wear, and it’s like having a dick.” ”Seriously?” ”I promise. And then there is this one that is really long and has two ends, so it can be used by two girls at the same time. And then there are those that vibrate. And there was one that looked exactly like a real penis. Not that I’ve actually seen a real penis, but that is what it said on the box.” We talked for half an hour, but then Lynn had to leave. ”Why don’t you get some practice with the dildo?” she suggested before she left. ”I want to use it on you the next time we have sex.” I will start as soon as I’m done writing this. *** The relationship changed after the events that day. For one thing, I stopped referring to to Lynn as ’young’ or ’little’. It didn’t seem appropriate anymore. I’m not sure how much had to do with the events that day and how much was a result of her turning twelve. Age differences, even slight ones, matter at that age. When we got together, it had been a part of shaping the relationship, even though she’s less than four months younger than I am. The change wasn’t limited to the relationship. Lynn’s body had begun developing a few weeks before that day, and by the time of her birthday, she didn’t look the same as she had when we first got together. I had been in denial about it, since I absolutely adored her childish features. But after that day, I couldn’t deny it any longer. Her girlish figure would soon be gone forever, and in it’s place there would soon be a woman’s body. And to be honest, when I got used to the idea it thrilled me. She was still my babygirl, though. She always will be. |