My First and Second Crush

by Thom

I first felt the tingle between my legs looking at another person that I later learned was sexual arousal when I was 12, in the 8th grade. That person was another girl, Liz, a girl in my class. She wasn’t a girl that was in my circle of friends. She was in a clique with a bunch of stuck up girls that I couldn’t even pretend to strive to be in, way out of my league. She was, though, in my swim lesson class at the pool club so I had an advantage over a lot of other girls. I got to see her naked.

After I realized that it was seeing her that way that made me feel tingly between my legs, I would go home after swim lessons and go directly to my room and masturbate. I would tell my mother that I was tired from the lessons and have to lie down. Closing my door, I would strip naked as I walked to the bed, flop down on it and touch myself in the sweet spot until I felt some relief from the tingling.

That was basically the whole of my eighth grade year as far as I can remember it. I don’t remember any classes or events or any other classmates. I only remember swim lessons where I could see Liz naked and then masturbating regularly thinking about that. At that time, I didn’t even have a fantasy about being with her or what we might be doing together if we were. What I did was pure Id, no Ego or certainly no Super-ego. She was naked and I was Jilling off admiring her body.

That changed dramatically at the end of 8th grade. The big event at the end of the year was a class trip to New York City. We went down on a bus on a Friday and stayed overnight then spent all of Saturday seeing sites and a Broadway show and then traveled home Saturday night late.

Liz and I ended up in the same hotel room AND unbelievably, in the same double bed. Two other girls, mind you were also in the room but NO ADULTS, YES!

Naturally, it took us forever to settle down and the chaperons paced the hall ways until we were reasonably quiet. After that and a little bit of time, Liz and I were very quiet, we hadn’t even talked much even being in the same bed. I mean we weren’t used to even saying like ‘hi’ to each other at all, naked at swim lessons or at school.

I think, in retrospect, that I was so quiet that Liz thought I was asleep. I wasn’t. I was like hyper awake, so acutely aware that the object of so many masturbations, I mean we’re talking hundreds if not thousands, was lying next to me with just a tee and panties on. I wanted desperately to touch myself. I wanted to put my hand in my panties but I didn’t dare get started because I’d make a bunch of noise. .

But then I heard a little rustle next to me that might have been the back of a hand moving under a sheet and the rhythmic breathing of someone touching themselves. Just as those sounds became steady, Liz’s free hand reached over and touched my thigh. I startled a tiny bit but then froze again. I was still wanting her to think I was sleeping so I could see what was going to happen next.

What happened next was that her hand came up onto my panties and began petting my cunny through the cotton. It was electrifying. I started breathing heavily then and without hesitation but as quietly as I could, I snaked my thumbs into the elastic of my panties and pushed them down to my thighs. Liz’s hand hardly missed a beat but now it was touching my pussy lips directly. It wasn’t exactly in the right place so I took the task directly in hand and touched myself as well. Our hands were rubbing together as they both worked my pussy.

When we both had relieved ourselves a bit we stopped. I would have gone on but I was about to start making a lot of noise and probably wake up the other girls in the room. I really wanted to touch Liz too but I didn’t right away and then it was too late. I was so happy though that it had happened.

Liz pushed my panties the rest of the way off my legs and pushed up my tee so that it was bunched up under my arms. She had done the same thing to herself and, pushing me onto my side facing away from her, she sidled her naked body up to mine and spooned me. I could feel her cunny on my bum and I wanted to start touching myself again but she held me tightly and we feel asleep. Luckily for us, I think, we both woke up before the other girls because we had a minute to pull ourselves together.

That next day was so odd and painful for me. Liz and I didn’t speak at all about what had happened. In fact, Liz didn’t speak to me even once. She went back to hanging with her clique buddies and sat with them on the bus back home. It wasn’t until we went for a swim lesson after school the following Tuesday afternoon that she talked to me. Did I want to sleep over Friday night she wanted to know? Of course I blurted out even though I was trying to be cool and nonchalant. Liz put her finger up to her lips, cautioning me to silence or at least quite discretion and I nodded, realizing that just because I had been thinking about her for the entire school year, outing ourselves isn’t what she had in mind considering our one little tryst. I went home though walking on air I was so happy to be seeing Liz again that week.

Of course it seemed as if Friday would never come but it did and my mom dropped me off and did the mom thing with Liz’s mom. She came to the door in a really skimpy string bikini, like a European thing, thong and just a bit of something covering her nipples. She was so beautiful. Even my mom was fumbling for words though that might have been because of how nearly naked Liz’s mom was and not how beautiful. I for sure, couldn’t take my eyes off of her and wanted to touch her breasts.

Liz and her mom and dad had been swimming in their pool and planned on cooking supper for us outside. I was envious of the pool and the house and the mother and even dad was good looking and not dorky like my father. Without having talked about or planned it, Liz and I both hurried through dinner and even skipped desert. Liz said we wanted to get to the movie she had rented to watch in her room.

We did put the movie on but Liz and I also got right down to business with sex. She started pulling clothes off and I just followed suit. It was sort of like the locker room only I had a feeling I would be able to act out on my feelings though what exactly that would entail, I wasn’t totally sure of just yet. For sure though, I was getting the tingly feeling between my legs in a big way and if nothing else, I would be touching myself shortly.

Instead of needing to do that though, Liz pulled me onto the bed and onto her and we lay with me on top kissing and pressing our bodies together for a bunch of time. I’d barely kissed a guy any longer than a few minutes before and here I was naked and really making out with Liz. More amazing though is that we still hadn’t really talked.

Liz rolled us onto our side and put her hand between my legs, fingers separating my pussy lips and began to finger me. My plan was to just imitate her until that didn’t make any sense and then I would improvise. It turns out that imitation works really well when in a situation like that if one of you knows what to do. Liz did know what to do, and she took us through mutual masturbation and different positions for oral and even fingering each other’s back hole which I thought would be discussing but when its combined with a thumb on your clitty and a couple of fingers in your front hole, its very hot.

I think we made love all night or at least until dawn when we slept a little bit. Her mother routed us out of bed by calling at the door for our Saturday swim lessons and we pulled ourselves together. After the lesson, my mom picked me up and we went our separate ways. I was beginning to think that I would end up spending another miserable week without Liz talking to me when she phoned. She told me how much fun she had when I stayed over and hoped we could do it again sometime. Liz also hinted about hanging out at other times but her other friends were being dorky about including me so it was awkward. I told her I understood which I did because I would have trouble including her with my friends even though she was from the best clique and people would kill to be her friend.

I had asked my mom if Liz could stay over at our house and she had said yes. It wouldn’t be as much fun because we didn’t have a pool and it would be my dorky parents instead of her cool ones but I wanted more of what we had done in bed. We decided on Saturday night the following weekend so that we could sleep later on Sunday.

Liz and I again hurried through dinner so that we could watch that movie we had rented in my room. But when we got there, we were soon naked in each other’s arms and loving each other up. After a bit, Liz showed me how we could put our cunnys together by intertwining our legs. It was an odd sensation at first but it got both of us really hot and we helped out by using our hands too.

When that made us come, I asked her where she had learned that from. Her mom she said. Your mom? She knows about us? Yes, and she wants to watch. She wants to watch what? You and I do this? Particularly that last thing. She thinks it would be really hot to see us do that. Tribbing it’s called. Can you stay over next weekend? My dad will be away. What will your mom do, I mean while she’s watching? Probably touch herself, why?

It was another long week waiting for the weekend to come. It was impossible for me to study. Thanks goodness school was nearly over for the semester. I spent every moment I could masturbating thinking about being with Liz and her mom. I wanted her mom to be watching me touch myself and to see Liz and I push our cunnys together.

Mom didn’t need to do the mom thing the next time she dropped me at Liz’s house and I let myself in. I heard her and her mom at the pool and I went outside. I was surprised to find them both naked, horsing around in the water. Liz explained that when her dad wasn’t home, her and her mom pretty much stayed naked in the summer time anyway. Sort of a nudist camp her mother said. Will you join us?

Her mom climbed out of the pool. She was closely shaved between her legs. Her firm breasts were even more beautiful than I remembered them to be in her little bikini. I wanted to touch them. We went for a swim but in a little bit, Liz asked me if it would be ok if we did what we had talked about last weekend, with her mom. I nervously laughed and nodded my head.

The three of us dried off and went into the house. We went upstairs but instead of stopping at one of the second floor bedrooms, we went up to the third floor. There were a couple of bedrooms up there and a bath. Her mother indicated that this was a private place for her and Liz and that her husband didn’t know it ever was used. Her mom settled into a soft chair by the bed. She said that we should pretend that she wasn’t there and do whatever we had done the three nights we had spent together. I don’t think she realized how having her there watching was making it even more exciting then the other nights and they had been the most exciting of my life so far.

I was so aroused that I had to touch myself and I faced her mom as I slid on the bed and pushed my cunny out a bit and dug in. Liz’s mom seemed to respond to this and opened her legs and put her hand on herself. I think we could have gone on that way for awhile but Liz got my attention and we then we were fully engaged.

I didn’t look at Liz’s mom again until we were tribbing. I remembered this was what her mom had taught her and that she wanted to watch. I glanced over at her mom and she had found a vib and was using it on herself quite roughly and coming time after time. I guess she did like watching us. I liked her watching us and I hoped that Liz did too. I wanted to do more of these kind of things with her mom. What I really wanted was to touch her mother. I wanted to touch her mother’s tits but I wanted to touch more of her than just those great looking breasts.

As it turned out, her mother wanted more than just watching too. When she had come a few times with the vib and it looked like we were slowing down, she came to join us on the bed. She lay back and opened her legs and Liz immediately squatted between them and went down on her mom with her mouth. It surprised me a little to see that happen but I soon realized it wasn’t the first time they had been together.

From where I was, her breasts were within striking distance and I reached out and touched them. They were heavenly. Do you like those she wanted to know? Yes, I was compelled to say. Then they are yours little one. A Gift from me. If you want to take care of them properly you will suckle on them occasionally. Funny, I was thinking the same thing. I nursed on one and then on the other She was moaning but I didn’t know if that was because of Liz sucking on her kitty or my nursing or both.

Either way, when I came up for air she whispered in my ear, “will you climb up on my face please?” With a bit of assistance I mounted her and settled in for a long ride.