First Fingering

He was tall, blonde and absolutely gorgeous! He was also a year or two older than me.

James had just gotten back after finishing his first year at college, which he had started early. He and his parents had moved in next door a few years prior but I don't think I every really gave him much thought. Now, however, I was crushing hard!

I'm not entirely sure why I was so enamored with him other than the fact that my body was going nuts! 

The teen years is a crazy time for sure.

Our parents had become good friends so it was common that we had dinner with them or would just visit and lounge by the pool. James was always nice to me... at least the few occasions I had spoken with him.

This particular summer, though, James and I seemed to find ourselves in each other's company a lot. I don't think I necessarily sought him out but it seemed like every other day the two of us ended up talking next to the pool while our parents carried on with whatever they were doing.

I would melt every time James smiled at me, and found myself staring at him when he was shirtless. I would get that moist feeling between my legs.

On one such occasion we found ourselves in his garage, throwing darts, abandoned by our parents who had gone for a ride in his parents' classic Mustang.

My curiosity got the better of me when I asked James if he had a girlfriend...?  Followed instantly by the words, "I'm available!" blurting out of my own mouth!

Omg... I was instantly embarrassed. I felt like a silly, love-sick girl--which I was. Stupid hormones!

I quickly recovered and laughed hysterically while denying the sincerity of my offer. James looked at me with an odd expression and then smiled... chuckled. 

It's only now as an adult that I realized that I may have just put a thought in his head.

We went into the kitchen where he offered me a soda and he talked about his first year at college. I don't really remember what he said but the next thing I know he pulled me next to him and kissed me!

I must have had an obvious look of shock and shook my head.

"What? You said you wanted to be my girlfriend?" he said.

Our very first kiss!

He leaned down again, this time slipping his tongue in my mouth. My heart was beating so fast and loud I could hear it in my ears. We kissed for several moments when I felt his hands slide over my breasts.  

I had never had anyone touch me like that before! It was exciting and felt good but I also felt vulnerable, which I think scared me a little.

James moved to unbutton my pants and let the zipper down when I grabbed his hands... wait!

"This will feel good." His eyes and smile pierced right through me and my knees buckled when he slid his hand into my pants and started to finger me. 

James's other hand wrapped around my side and I realized he was actually supporting some of my weight as I started to shake and gyrate onto his fingers. He had begun sliding his fingers inside of me, working them in and out as I moved with him. I felt it building...

I grabbed his forearm in desperation, locking his hand into the front of my pants and grabbed him around the neck with the other. When I orgasmed, he was practically holding me up by my crotch as I bit into his t-shirt and moaned. 

Omg... I couldn't believe I had just orgasmed!

James kissed my forehead and withdrew his hand from my panties. He smiled as he lifted his fingers to his nose to smell them. For just a second I feared he would run away, screaming from the stench of my wetness but instead he stuck his fingers in his mouth to taste me.

"You taste good," he said.

The heat coming from my face was unbearable and I struggled to subdue an oddly weird feeling of panic. I don't know why.... Embarrassment, perhaps?

I readjusted my underwear... "I should probably go home"... and pulled up my pants which had fallen down around my knees.

"Are you okay? See you again?"

I nodded and smiled as I slipped out the front door. When I got to the porch, our parents roared into the driveway. I smiled and waved as I scampered home.