Innocence Lost Chapter 1
written by:
skylinerider

Innocence Lost Chapter 1

These following few chapters that will be submitted over time will not be about continuous sex with multiple women on multiple days. It's about growing up while finding out about sex under strict family and religious codes where sex was decidedly taboo outside of marriage both in displays, actions and discussion.

This is Chapter 1 of a story about a young couple both with very strong family and religious values, feeling the tugs of early sexual arousals that cause conflicts and turmoil in both of them. They lived in a region with strong family values all centered in a cloistered religious and ethnic oriented community that held on to the values of old world European communities. Moving in social circles out side their religious and ethnic boundaries was met with strong disapproval by family members.

Both kids surrender slowly to their newly felt internal sexual drives while trying to find their way through their new and exciting sexual experiences. They find ‘devious' ways to keep what they are sharing both a secret from family and friends. The newly discovered sensations dominate their feelings and bring them closer and closer together and finally into each others beds.

I have tried to describe the feelings and turmoil of my early and insecure adolescent life. It was a turmoil that I thought was only being experienced by me while everyone else's life while growing up with girls and sex was blissful and secure. Little did I know how wrong I was in my understanding of life.

Comments as to what your ‘blissful life' was like are welcomed at skylinerider80@yahoo.com

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Innocence Lost

I was just a young naïve religious kid growing up in the tenements of a small city on the east coast. Everyday life was centered on religion and family. Hanging out on the corner with the ‘guys' was a ‘secret' mainstay of weekly events and was an escape from the intolerance of my strict religious and family life values and its strict code of morality.

Like many of my friends, I was always thinking about the taboo items of sex and girls because nothing else seemed as important once I could escape from the grip of church and family. There were times that I dreamed about trying to date this girl and then go out with that one. I of course never made a move to make anything happen. My lack of self esteem and self confidence fed on itself and left me with the thought that they would turn me down if I asked for a date. My perception at the time was centered on that all the girls were spoken for .....going out on dates just about every night because they were so popular. I tended to look upon myself as just a looser because I felt that I did not have the mystique to turn a girls head and capture a girl's fancy. And of course, the religious teachings and strict family values discouraged unsupervised contact with girls. That along with not having any money didn't bolster my image and encourage me to find a date. I of course could never reveal that I wanted to meet girls out side of my ethnic and religious back round.

I never found out until later years, that many of the girls were the same way as far as dating was concerned...... except they were waiting for the guys to make a move on them and ask them for a date. When I was twiddling my thumbs on week ends trying to get up my courage that very seldom came to the forefront, there were girls sitting at home on week ends, sobbing in their pillows wondering what was wrong with them ..... no one was calling for a date. Not all the girls were home without a date but a hellava lot more were than not.

I received my sexual education instructions and what to do around and with girls by the time-honored method of listening to the chronicles of the supposedly knowledgeable older and more experienced guys on the corner. Their supposed sexual exploits and success stories were one of the highpoints of my young adolescent night life on the corner... something to be remembered and mimicked ...I thought. It took me a few years to be able to separate their facts from fiction ..... many weekends of fiction and one minute of truth.

Prior to turning 18 years old, ‘sexual adventures' were hanging out with some girls usually as a group and stealing kisses and playing kissy face in the movie theater or in the back yards of the houses during the early night time hours.. Any thing more, was a dream and wishful thoughts of I should have tried some thing with Bev or Cindy or Sally or..... after stealing a kiss and hesitating.

Then one day, everything seemed to start coming together for me. I met April at a friend's birthday party when I was 18. She also had just turned 18 and was attending a religious girl's only school in the area. It was a typical party for our religious social group where music and dancing was the mainstay of the party. The mother of the household, while not visible to the party group was somewhere in and around the house essentially playing chaperone. The mother finally left the house after watching over the party goers for a while, convincing herself all was well. Within minutes of her leaving the house, things changed quickly and playing kissy face and pressy body quickly became the main focal point of the party. From our religious teachings such minor sexual displays was considered to be very risqué and discouraged activity that could lead to sinning.

April was a petite young and innocent looking school girl like most of the kids at the party. She was a very slender stick of a girl who had just started to develop from being a young girl into being a little flower of a young woman. She was what was considered to be a late bloomer.

The nuns from the school she attended kept a close watch over their flock of potential understudies to make sure they would stay innocent as long as possible...... hopefully until they were married or entered into a religious life.. I found the party and its games to be a little lackluster. In fact, my buddy and I found the food and goodies to be the focal point of the get together. But we diligently went through the motions of enjoying ourselves while continuously hitting the food table.

It was readily apparent that none of the girls French kissed and that included April. I could envision the influence of the nuns and their instructions to the girls of what good girls should not do. After a few refusals by April to French kiss, she reluctantly submitted to my tongue's gentle intrusion. It quickly became apparent after I initiated a gentle tongue dance that she liked what we were sharing and was very interested in continuing. Soon however, the mother returned and the party retuned to its initial bill of fare. Over all, April and I had a good time along with the other players. I thought that we had hit it off at the party and April seemed to be a fun girl hidden from view under her very conservative exterior..... not unlike myself.

Several days after the party, I was told that April's girl friend put out the word through the grape vine that April wanted to ‘go out' with me. Some one arranged a little get together at a house and I was invited to come by a friend of a friend. April was supposed to be there and I was to be kind of a secret blind date. The group met at a friend's house in the afternoon after school. We looked at some soft porno pictures that his father had hidden and then settled in on a couch in a very dark room to begin a kissing and fooling around session. I began to act out what I heard the older ‘guys' on the corner said they tried to do to girls when they went out on a date. They were my sad mentors and I was blindly following their suggestions.

Everybody was switching girls, kissing and just fooling around. April definitely was cool to the other guys in the room but seemed to be much friendlier when she was my ‘kissing partner.' After a while, April started to get passionate and I got aroused just from feeling her body movements to my kissing. While I had ‘made out' with girls before, I had never kissed a girl who really got hot. Oh they would get excited but never as excited as April. Kissing girls consisted of stealing kisses in the movie theater and in the dark area around the houses where we all lived. April confided to me at a latter time that she had never got hot with a boy before or kissed a boy with her mouth open..... at least that is what she confessed. While we were beginning to feel the effects of being overly passionate and intimate with the audience around, we were oblivious to the other couples in the room doing their thing.

April and I were sliding down on the couch and everybody else was sitting up and making out rather benignly in the darkened room. I slid my hand that was hidden from every body's view up under her arm and came around to try and feel her boob. She stiffened up as I slid along her bra strap stopping my hand from touching her boob with her elbow. She stopped kissing me and sat up straight on the couch. At first I thought that she was upset with what I was trying to do. Then I sensed she was looking over my shoulder to see if any one could see in the dark of the room. Satisfied with what she could see or couldn't see, she relaxed her arm and my hand made its way to her boob. She kissed me and whispered in my ear for me to be careful.

We positioned our bodies to be very close together such that I could feel her tit but keep my hand concealed from every body's view. I felt her tit and squeezed it easy and her body movements indicated she liked it. We were both nervous. From what I could feel she sure did not have much of a tit.... but it was a tit and I wasn't going to be too particular at my first good chance of feeling one. I could feel her nipple that was very stiff to the touch even under her bra.

We both flexed our bodies so our hips would make a better contact ...my cock was now very stiff. When I felt April's crotch pressing against it, I kissed April's ear and whispered very quietly.....

"Can you feel me what you have done to me?"

She responded with a very slow but increased hip pressure so no one would notice her movement. I smiled to myself and jokingly whispered ..

"It would feel better if we did not have any clothes on." ... which got me a loving squeeze and a hug.

When I whispered "Would like to see me the next day after school?" ...I got another loving hug...

"How about without any clothes on?"... got me a sexy whispered chuckle and a definite "Yes".

When I asked her what she would be wearing she whispered "Nothh--ing" followed by a little quiet giggle again.

I guess we were being a little more obvious in our couch time demonstrations than what we thought the group could see. We ‘got control' of ourselves after we were told we were making a spectacle of ourselves by one of the other ‘nice' girls. I guess the room was not as dark as we thought.

The whispered thoughts and suggestions made in the darkness of the room for a future meeting with April solidified into just day dreams when I was exposed to the brightness and reality of the late afternoon sunshine. But it was good to hear the intimate whisperings of this young nymph of a girl, feel the warmness of her body and experience the excitement of our shared dreams. My insides were still filled with butterflies long after we stopped kissing and fooling around.

It was now time to leave the house because the parents were coming home from work. The porno pictures were quickly reviewed by some of the guys and then were returned to their hiding place in the house. The nice girls thought that it was disgusting that the guys were ogling over the porn photos.

As we walked home, my buddies mentioned that April and I were really getting hot. One guy said that he thought I was going to get in her pants right there on the couch. I told the guys that they were making too much out of a little kissing. In reality, he was close to what I was feeling and wanted to accomplish in that darkened room. I wondered what April would have let me do if we were alone.... But those thoughts were for only me as I attempted to continuously squelch any related conversation about April by the other guys.

I didn't think anybody was paying any attention to us. April and I thought we were really cool with our kissing and playing pressy body. My buddies told me that all the girls were pissed off at me. What could I say??????? I had a good time and I had the impression that April had enjoyed the get together. Our actions at the un-chaperoned get together without considering our viewing of the porno photos would have resulted in more than shocking disbelief by our family members..... It would have resulted in persuasive retributions

I missed most of what the guys were talking about as we walked. My thoughts were with April. I wanted to see April again and relive some those new and different feelings we stirred up back on the couch. The guys were now bitching about their girls at the get together.

As we walked along, I smiled at their protests remembering a line from a book I had read "It was the best of times ..It was the worst of times." Yup, it all depends on which side of the street you walk on!

Trying to Get Together With April Again

I thought about April that night and all the next day at school. I worked up my courage to try and call her after school. I decided to call her while no one was at home at my house or hers. I was so nervous that I would make a fool of myself on the phone that I wrote a short list of things we could talk about just in case I got tongue tied and couldn't think of things to say.

It was time to make my ‘move'..... time to make the phone call. I didn't think such a small thing as a phone call could be so frightening an event. I was never this frightened before to call a girl although the calls were far and in between. I was never much of a conversationalist when it came to talking with girls. I was also never this excited to just call a girl before either. I could not remember afterwards how many times I picked up the phone and put it back down unable to make the call. All I could think of was that I would screw up and make a fool of myself.

So much consternation ..... so much inner turmoil... so many butterflies ...so much made of so little of an event in life... yet so much at stake for a young guy trying to find his way so early in life .... trying to say "Here I am.... Look at me.......... Please!"

Finally I got the strength to call. I was amazed to find my self so calm to dial in the numbers..... so calm to hear the first ring ......and then some one picked up the phone on the first ring.... and then ..... PANIC .....until I heard April's voice. That settled some of my anxiety and I spoke a few words about something....no about nothing!

Then April was speaking and I was listening... but was I hearing right? Did she say she had been thinking of me since yesterday? She had been thinking about the things we whispered about to each other. Remember??? She had just about run home from school to get by the phone, hoping I would call her. She was doing homework with the phone by her side to make sure she would not miss my call. Was I hearing what she was saying correctly?

Oohhh gawd all the butterflies came back into my belly again. Where was my list of things to talk about so I don't blow this talk session? I was a jumble of nerves.

We talked for almost an hour. I was taken back when I realized how long and fast the time went by. I didn't think that I could talk to a girl that long with out talking about sports ....and we didn't have to talk about religion!..... April was certainly different. Her conversation finally centered on planning on going to the mall with her friends the next day and she wanted to know if I could come and meet her there. We made arrangements to meet at the mall in the afternoon.

The mall was a sprawling complex of stores filled with people mingling about and shopping. At first I could not find April in the myriad of people. I began to feel a twinge of possible failure in finding April ...or maybe she never had come to the mall...maybe I had been stood up. My lacking self confidence began to bloom once again when it came to girls and what I perceived were their notions of me.

Suddenly, she was across the large foyer in the mall with a group of friends. She was looking all around and had not seen me. Only later was I told she was so distraught that we would miss finding each other in all the mall turmoil. When I saw her in the mall, she had obviously made herself to be very sexy and as erotic looking as her devout religious mother would have allowed April to look like upon leaving the house. Maybe since her mother was still at work, this was completely April's effort. The makeup most likely would just have to be removed before she returned home. As soon as I began to cross through the crowd of shoppers, April locked eyes with me followed by a wide smile that said all I needed to see to make me feel special.

It was obvious that her girl friends did not know who I was as I approached. April ran the last few yards to meet me..... her pony tail swishing side to side and then bouncing about as she closed the distance between us. She was all smiles while she held on to my arm and ushered me back to meet her friends. It did not take but a matter of a few minutes for her friends to quickly conclude that there was something special going on between us because of the sparks that were obviously jumping between us when we got close to each other.

We stayed with the group for a while before April made a few weak excuses and we went our way to be alone. Although there were hundreds of people in the mall, we were alone ... all by ourselves .... oblivious to all the people around us. We talked about every thing ...we talked about nothing. The talking was secondary... we were together ... some thing just felt great.

The next day, April related to me that she was so excited in seeing me that her girl friends wanted to know who I was and where I came from. I was supposedly a hunk...... I told April I thought that they needed glasses. She confided to a couple of her close friends latter that evening that I had put my tongue in her mouth when I kissed her and then she did the same to me. April said that her nice religious girl friends reminded her about what the nuns preached about guys like me. They did however, want to know all the little details about what we did and if I tried to feel her boobs. She denied that she did anything ‘bad' but she blushed so much they all laughed knowing she possibly wasn't telling the whole truth. They pumped her for the truth about all that happened; but she stuck to her denial.

Now she had to go to confession for two sins ..... letting me feel her tits and liking it and then lying about it. I would also have to go confession for three things... the same two as April would have to confess too in addition to thinking I wanted to get into her pants. Oh well.... I could see I was going to have trouble with my religious upbringing because I continuously thought about getting into her pants!

We met ‘secretly' for several days after school for a few hours just walking and talking. April said it was best that we didn't let her family know about us or even that I just was walking her home from school. Her mother was very protective of her and she needed time to introduce me to her family. They were not very keen on April dating at what they thought was her ‘young age'. What they thought was an appropriate age to date within our religious community was not known to me. We continued with our casual relationship for many weeks. I did not have any trouble with all the ‘secrecy' but I did have trouble with continuing such a casual relationship with just talking and getting a quick kiss on a cheek to say goodbye.

The more we met and talked over time, the more her conversational subjects would move from being casual to touching on sensual and even sexual subjects for a very short time. April would catch herself being sexually flirting at times and show signs of being uneasy, sometimes mildly embarrassed and quickly change subjects and moods. Later in our relationship, April attempted to explain the level of hidden turmoil she had experienced even after many months of dating and being intimate together. She was emotionally torn between family and religious teachings and the internal sexuality that she could no longer suppress, wanted to experience and demonstrate when we were alone.

I was talking to her on the phone one afternoon and I sensed something was different with April. She was very sensual in her discussion and wanted to get together that night ..... alone. She made that very clear while we spoke. I was very surprised at her suggestion. She would be going against her family values of being alone with a guy at night, especially one who had not been introduced and accepted by her family. I personally thought that her family restrictions were overly severe but they were not uncommon ideals in our closed community and I accepted those values without much thought. My family had strict verbal restrictions on what ethnic groups I should mingle or date within but they would turn a blind eye to any transgressions with the old familiar sayings justifying their prejudgment ideas of he/she is from one of the good families. April's family's ethnic and religious back round was a perfect match to my family's ideals and she did bring wide smiles to their faces when I finally had a chance to introduce her.

We arranged to meet at the library that night and do homework as a cover to our meeting for her mother's sake. I tried to do homework that afternoon but I just could not think. I wanted to get to know this girl better who seemed to be very interested in me and she seemed to be hot at times ... well at least for me!

We met at the library and tried to do homework together but we were not too successful at accomplishing getting things done...... there were to many distractions .....sitting so close to each other was distraction enough. Both of our thoughts were else where as we occasionally looked at each other and smiled more than innocently. Soon the library building was closing and we left as the darkness of the night was closing in on us.

We had to walk down the main street for a couple of blocks before turning on to a side street that would lead to her house. April was jovial and talked continuously which was a help to me since I always felt that I could be embarrassed by my quietness. As we turned on to a quiet side street, April came close to me and took my hand in hers and smiled. Such an innocent gesture of holding her hand in mine caused my face to flush in the darkness. Holding hands with April was an exciting occasion for me..... holding hands with any girl at that time in my life was exciting to me! For some reason she was special to me even though our get together had been so casual since our kissing adventures many weeks before.

We were now getting close to her house. We were walking on a street that was heavily covered with large trees along the sidewalk and back into the side lots. The houses that lined the street were set back from the street and the trees provided numerous secluded areas along the street. Before we reached her house, she took me by the hand and led me under a large pine tree that was set back a ways from the street on what looked like an undeveloped house lot.

"Where are we going?"

"Shush .... Just be quiet so no will hear you. This is a special place for me!"

The branches hung down very close to the ground such that we had to duck down very low to pass under branches. Some of the heavy branches touched the ground. It was safe place to hide and be private from anyone trying to see us...especially since the dark of the night had enveloped us during our walk from the library.

"I use to play under here all the time when I was a little girl. This was my play house. When I would make believe I was a princess, this was my castle."

April placed her books near the tree and turned smiling in the darkness. The only illumination was from a couple of weak rays of illumination sneaking through the heavy branches of the tree from a street light far down the street. She placed her arms over my shoulders and motioned for me to hold her close. I was taken back by her forwardness after her being so casual for so long and which seemed out of place with what I had envisioned to be a conservative religious girl. April's face was now close to mine and smiling in the darkness.

"I want to kiss you again like we did at your friend's house. I liked what we did together."

She kissed me before I could respond to what she had spoken. Immediately she slipped her tongue into my mouth and we began to kiss more passionately than at the previous times we were together. She made little purring sounds in her throat as our tongues touched together. Things went from passionate to hot very quickly ...faster and more intense than before. I was surprised and thrilled with how things were progressing. Now we did not have to be careful because of an audience here under the tree.

I now remembered some of the coaching instructions from the guys on the corner. I had the map to "success" stored in my mind for so long ......just waiting to be tried when I was with a ‘hot' girl! What a joke! It took a long time for me to figure out that the guys were no more aware of which way was up in life than I was. I was just younger, inexperienced and had to find my own way with all the fears, hurts and mistakes that comes with growing up and understanding woman. Now there is a contradiction in terms!

I kissed April gently on her lips and then down her face and on her neck. Several kisses on her neck and then her ears seemed to produce an increase of excitement in April's demeanor. I lingered on her ears, kissing and nibbling as she began to breathe faster with deep sighs. When I kissed her neck, she moaned and shifted her position trying to maintain her composure but she was failing ..... and she appeared to be very stimulated by my kisses. Quickly she tilted her head close to her shoulder in an attempt to restrict my access to her neck. She did not expect such a display of affection. Neither did I....I just was on page two of my notes from the corner on what to do on a ‘hot' date. It was a completely new experience for April to be kissed like that ..... it was some what of a new night move for me also. For a few months, I had been practicing my tutored techniques that had been explained to me by the supposed ‘knowledgeable' corner womanizers. My very limited practice sessions consisted of stealing kisses in and around the tenements where I lived. I was now experienced.... Yah right!

It wasn't long before April was overly excited and was letting me begin to explore all the curves of her body without any resistance at all. Then with a deep breath she caught herself with...

"Ohh Bobby I can't let you kiss me like that much longer."

I didn't fully understand the impact of kissing her neck until she pulled away and came back nuzzling up under my neck, kissing and now nibbling every where in a mimicking of my efforts with her. Showering kisses on my neck was a delight..... kissing and biting my ear was disastrous. My immediate reaction was a tingling along my back and neck. I was about to experience a melt down in erotic sensations.

It was obvious to April that she had touched one of my erogenous zones....my ears. April then just about devoured me as I squirmed, twisted and attempted to slow down her advances. The more I squirmed and murmured in ecstasy, the more aggressive she came at me. I was now breathing deeply and I could feel how hot I was..... the result of April's kisses. Damn those kisses sure had a different impact on me in comparison to other girls I had casually kissed. I loved it.

I slid my hands over April's blouse and cupped her tits in both hands. She pressed in closer to me some what, trapping my hands against her tits between our bodies .... but not entirely. She never denied my attempt at caressing her tits as we continued kissing.

I now nimbly undid several of her blouse's buttons before she recognized I was gently touching the tops of her petite tits above her bra. I was actually proud of my stealthy approach before I was caught. Now there was a negative reaction to my caressing and touching. Her body English sent a signal that I had gone to far, too quickly and she was going to probably stop me from moving further along. I however bent down and quickly kissed her blouse over a nipple and tit that was hidden within her bra. I blew a warm breath through her bra and she reacted with a moan and cupped my head in both of her hands. Now she knew we definitely were in dangerous waters and we needed to cool down. I was gently pushed away with a...

"Please stop. We need to stop Bobby."

We stopped for a few minutes and cooled down as she re-buttoned her blouse. I was jokingly told I was a ‘bad boy' for doing what I did. When I apologized, April told me that I was not bad for what I tried to do ....it was where I tried to do it. Under the tree and so close to her house was dangerous and we could get caught. With that statement, she just about jumped on me and began kissing my face and neck once again with giggles and soft laughter. Quickly her giggles subsided and her heavy breathing once again returned.

April once again began being inaudibly vocal and was moaning softly to my kissing and to feeling her boobs once again. But unbuttoning her blouse was not to be attempted ... at least not here under the tree. There was no rejection to my caressing her tits even with my complete lack of experience. She seemed to be very excited to have her tits caressed and squeezed. It was certainly a contagious sentiment. I was told to just be quiet so no one would hear us. That was a joke to me since April was the one who was being vocal when she got a little out of control emotionally.

Both of us could not stop moving and pressing against each other ...the new and very strong feelings from within were just beautiful and until recently never really felt at such an intense level.... at least by me. All the feelings were also new to April as I was to find out. We were two virgins each wanting to move ahead into new and exciting feelings but apprehensive to where it would lead and how to get there....... And then what to do when we got there.

My hardness was apparent even to April who was wearing a full pleated type skirt that was her school uniform. I tried to lift the front of her skirt and she tried to push it back down with a firm but quiet "No!"

"I want to feel you against me."

She hesitated and whispered that some one might see us. Then without another word, she then lifted her skirt and let me get close to her body with her skirt all tucked around her waist. I slid my hands down on her legs and moved upwards in an attempt to touch her panties. Quickly my hands were captured with another strong but quiet "No."

I continued to aggressively press against her with my hardness and she arched her back to feel me. I cupped her little bubble butt with one hand and helped press her body against me. Surprisingly, this type of body contact did not meet with a strong disapproval from April. April did whisper that she was a little scared with what we were doing ...it wasn't right or a good thing to do.....but she did not want me to stop and she did not pull away. We rubbed against each other and it was so exciting to both of us ...we were both breathing so fast from such a minor sexual contact ....and still trying, still learning the moves, and to kiss with our mouths open was even new! What a night to remember ....and we really were not doing anything serious .... but to us it was just that an entire new world of feelings was swirling about us.

Oh damn ....I needed to pee so badly! April said we needed to cool down anyway ...we were going too far with all the touching! I ducked under the low tree branches and went to the outside of the tree branches to pee. It was hard to pee with my hard on and it took some trouble to encourage my cock to pee. I think that it had ideas of its own and peeing was not one of them.

I was somewhat embarrassed and upset with myself for ruining the moment. When I finished peeing I didn't put my cock back into my underpants. I let it stay out of my tight underpants and just covered myself with my very light cloth chino slacks. I ducked back under the heavy branches of the tree and was startled by April who was very close to me just inside the cover of the branches. She had been watching me pee and seemed to be aroused by the action.

April put her arms over my shoulders again and pulled me in close as she whispered for me to hold her close. At first I was slow to recognize what she was feeling but I quickly leaned her back against the tree. She once again lifted her skirt to uncover her panties and I pressed my self against her crotch. My loose fitting chinos allowed my hard cock to stick out appreciably. I flexed my knees such that I could get my cock slightly under her crotch and a little fragment of the way between her legs. The stiff head that was covered by my pants was close to the entrance of her virgin muffin. April and I went back to pressing, slowly pumping and rubbing our selves into a new and higher state of emotional feelings ....something that both of us wanted to experienced again. We quickly were back to breathing heavy, sometimes panting along with heavy sighs

She asked me if I could feel where I was pushing my ‘thingy'. I whispered "yes" several times between deep breaths. I never had felt this level of excitement at that moment or the heightened excitement when I was jerking off .... this was different ...very different ...and I wanted more. I reached down and held my cock in my pants and strongly rubbed the head up and down along her panties in what felt like a slight separation in her soft small pussy. April responded to my increased pressure with grabbing my hand and helping me to press against her. April was a lovely petite and naive young girl about to blossom into a woman and I wanted to touch her warm and now wet virgin flower. It was obvious she was wet and wanting me to touch her... but only through her panties.

It seemed like she was having a higher level of feeling in different places. I was still inexperienced in the ways of girls and to know where I should dwell as we played. April's hand was holding mine as I rubbed myself against her. There was a sense of guidance to where I should go with the head of my cock and a definite elevation in her passion. She now was applying pressure to herself with the head of my cock. She took control of my cock as I attempted to rub her panties with my fingers. I was actually frightened to try to go around the edge of her panties and get my fingers inside. She had her back arched more and was pumping against her hand and my cock that stayed hidden in my chinos.. I knew I was getting wet from precum ....there were stirrings deep down in my balls ... and now I could not control my pumping.

April was in her own world also ...she was moaning and breathing very rapidly and now continuously sighing with excitement. I rubbed her panties faster now with more attention to the area that she had guided me too. My hand was competing with my cock that she was pressing against her muffin. I was getting ready to cum but I was aware of her state of excitement. I was excited but also a little scared. I whispered

"April ...I'm going to squirt."

April instinctively squeezed my cock while it would have been better to stroke it ....but we were both learning new things that night. April's body trembled to both of our hands rubbing her special spot through her panties. April then sighed a soft but long "Ohhhhhhh" as she seemed to quiver against my body. She then squeezed my hand again as she stopped rubbing my cock against her panties as I gulped a deep breath and moaned

"I'm squirting April."

Cum erupted in several squirts and was captured by my chinos. The warm wetness of the soft and light fabric was felt by April and she nervously chuckled knowing she had just experienced something for the first time and she was responsible for it happening.

We both stopped pressing against each other. April was now resting her head on my chest with one arm over my shoulder for support and being quiet. I felt her other hand release my cock and chinos ....I was wet and sticky! I needed to find out if April liked what had happened.

"Did you like what we did April? I've never done anything like that with a girl before."

April quietly whispered that she had felt some tingling ‘down there' in her special spot and in her belly at first but then the feeling seemed to be everywhere and it was so strong a feeling. She had never felt an intense feeling like that before. I sensed April had felt the sensation of touching herself when she was alone but nothing approaching the intensity of what she had felt with me.

I actually knew I should be quiet and just hold this lovely girl close to me. April had just possibly experienced her first true climax and she was caught up with all the emotions that a young woman should feel for such a happening. I was euphoric knowing she had experienced something with me. I never had a girl reach an orgasm in my presence before and certainly never been part of the experience. It took a minute for me begin to grasp all that she had felt. What a rush when I thought about what had just happened!

April found some tissues in her school bag for me to clean up my chinos. She turned her back to me as I opened my belt and unzipped my pants. She had returned to the girl in the daylight ....shy and embarrassed at what we had done and seeing me in the dim light of the street light with my pants unbuckled and my unzipped fly. I was still highly excited.

April finally asked me if I was done. When I said "yes" she turned and hugged me close and softly asked me not to tell anybody what we had done. I took her face between my hands and whispered that it would be our secret forever ....no one would ever know ....never! I kissed her lips just barely touching them. She inaudibly laughed nervously to our entire experience.

We were now very nervous and quickly picked up our books from under the tree. We left to walk the rest of the short distance to her house, holding hands and not talking very much ..... just looking at each other now and then. April would squeeze my hand every few minutes and utter a very quiet and nervous embarrassed sigh. I knew what she was thinking. There was no doubt in my mind I had a girl friend! There was no doubt in my mind I wanted to ‘see' more of her and not in the casual mode as we had been doing over the past weeks. There was no doubt in my mind she wanted to see more of me!

These were to be difficult times and experiences that would result in deep conflicts with our strong religious beliefs. It quickly became apparent that the inherent genetic sexual drives would over power and steer us down the road of fun and excitement leaving April's friends to stand on the side lines and query April about sex every time they were together. April however stood fast in her denials as to what was happening between us..... with her girl friends always disbelieving her answers to their questions. April knew she had to be steadfast in her denials as to the minutest perceptions of any sexual transgressions when talking with her girl friends because of their religious upbringing and beliefs. The girls would talk because of their fascination in sex while not willing to experiment with sex on their own and not wanting to break the trust of their religious teachers.

April and I were to go on with or sexual experimentation in the many months ahead but the road to sexual maturity was agonizingly slow. There were long dry periods where April practiced her strict celibate life style but ever so slowly she gave into her primal sexual stirrings that were so strong. The conflicts in life were many in the religious community.

The following chapters will cover our sexual development without lingering on the long dry spells. The periods of sexual stirring were the times when the anxieties, guilt feelings, and emotional turmoil was the greatest and more of an interest to me to think about and bring out later in the follow on episodes if there is an interest in following along with me as I write.