Laughing hysterically, we trudged back towards the shoreline through the ankle-deep muck. Shane’s mom drove by just as we reached the road. She shook her head at the three of us, but smiled. She needed Shane’s help with something, so he climbed into the back of their pickup, leaving Karyn and me alone.
“My house is closer than your boat,” Karyn said. “This mud is starting to dry, so let’s go there and clean up.”
“Your parents will kill us if they see us like this,” I said, holding out my arms for emphasis.
“We can sneak in the back gate and use the pool house.”
When we got to her house, we crossed the densely landscaped back- yard to the far side of the pool. We rinsed off with the garden hose so we wouldn’t track mud all over the place, but our clothes were still a dripping mess.
“Here!” Karyn said, tossing me one of the two big beach towels she’d snagged from just inside the pool house door. “Wrap up in this, and leave your clothes out here.”
“I’m good,” I said, as I finished rinsing off.
“I want to shampoo this stuff out of my hair, and you should, too,” she insisted, turning her back and pulling off her top. She wrapped a towel around her waist before maneuvering her pants and panties down to her ankles. Her little wiggling motion froze me in my tracks. Turning around, she gave me a mischievous smile that set my loins on fire—an uncontrollable erection instantly on its way. When you’re my age, if the wind blows hard enough, you get a hard-on. Seeing her undress right there in front of me was way too much.
“Are you coming?” she whispered softly, stepping out of her panties and sliding past me.
Embarrassed, I didn’t know what to do. So I just stood there, frozen in place like an idiot, trying to hide a full hard-on. Glancing over her shoulder—seeing the bulge under my towel—she smiled again before disappearing into the pool house. A few seconds later, I heard the shower running. I could see her silhouette through the bathroom window as it started to steam up. The images of Karyn naked in the shower just a few feet away drove me crazy. I couldn’t help it. I reached down and came within seconds after touching myself.
I was sitting on the padded wicker couch, still in my wet trunks with the beach towel securely draped over my lap, when Karyn came out of the shower, her skin glowing. A towel was wrapped around her, tucked in just under her arms to cover her breasts but barely covering her thighs. Her head was tilted to one side, and she was wringing her hair. She was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. The sun had dropped down, just tipping the top of the trees surrounding the pool. Light reflecting off the water shone through the windows, bathing the room with soft, golden light … the beginning of an incredible summer sunset.
She sat down next to me. I couldn’t look her in the eye. I was completely overwhelmed by her presence. We sat there, neither of us saying a word. Finally, as she finished towel drying her hair, she leaned over and gently brushed the corner of my mouth with her lips. I couldn’t move. She lingered there, her face just inches from mine. Reaching over, she touched my cheek and tilted my head up so our eyes met. I saw the smile inside her eyes radiating life. Barely letting her lips touch mine, she kissed me again.
This was the first time I’d been kissed by a girl. And this wasn’t just any girl—it was Karyn. I could feel her sweet warm breath on my face. The world began to melt away, leaving only the universe within our souls. Our bodies quivered as our lips met again, but this time she pressed down hard enough to force my lips apart. Her tongue slipped inside my mouth, sending a new wave of chills down my spine. Closing my eyes, I surrendered to exquisite sensations—her soft lips, her warm mouth and gentle touch, her fingers around the back of my neck.
As our kisses grew more passionate, our bodies hungered for more. She pulled me closer, pressing our mouths together even harder. Arching her head back, she gasped for breath. My lips slid down her neck, soaking up her skin in a never-ending series of kisses. Her towel had loosened. Holding my head with both hands, she gently guided my lips toward her young breasts. I could feel her heart pounding under her soft velvet skin. Her palms covered my ears, muffling all sound; her fingers clutched my hair, controlling my every move. Slowly guiding me across her chest, she kept my lips just inches above her breasts. With every breath, her chest swelled and her nipples rose, barely grazing my tongue. Finally, she lowered my head allowing my aching lips to make contact with her nipples. She moaned and then pulled my head away, holding me there, just inches from her heart. Then slowly, she lowered my head again. I ran my tongue along the underside of her pure white breasts. Her heart was pounding. She guided my mouth back to her perfect nipples that hardened as my kisses turned into suckling.
“Oh, God,” she whispered, “that feels so good.” Suddenly she pulled my head up. Biting my ear, she moaned, “Make love to me, please. I want you inside me so much it hurts.” We both were breathing in short gasps, our hearts pounding. “Please,” she pleaded. “Please.” Her towel fell completely open, revealing the soft tuft of her light-blonde pubic hair.
Spreading her legs, she took my hand and guided it toward her young vagina. It was warm and moist. My fingers slid inside her effortlessly.
“Oh, God,” she whispered breathlessly. “Kiss me there,” she pleaded between moans, pushing my head down. Arching her back and bending her knees slightly, she opened her legs a little wider, completely exposing herself. My lips touched her there. Delicate juices filled my mouth. I’d never tasted anything so intoxicating, so sweet. It was incredible.
She tried holding her body perfectly still, but couldn’t restrain herself any longer. Her legs began quivering as her hips slipped into a rhythm of their own. My tongue was barely caressing her when she arched her back, pushing herself harder against my mouth. My tongue slipped inside her. She moaned. I let myself go, becoming one with her pulsating rhythm as she became one with my mouth. My tongue was everywhere. Caressing, sucking, probing.
Suddenly she grabbed my head and cried out, scaring the crap out of me. I froze, thinking I had done something wrong. Her hands became a vice around my head, holding me perfectly still while my mouth covered her womanhood. “Oh, my God! My God! Don’t move!” she commanded.
I couldn’t move if I tried. I was petrified. My mind was searching for answers it couldn’t possible know. Questions swirled around inside my brain. What happened? What did I do wrong? I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I love you.
“Oh, God. Oh, God,” she kept repeating over and over again. Slowly, her hands relaxed around my head. She leaned forward, her lips resting delicately on the top of my head, barely touching my hair. The warmth of her breath sent a new wave of chills down my spine. I didn’t have a clue what had just happened, but was still too afraid to move. She held me perfectly still, trying to catch her breath. I’d been kneeling on the floor between her legs. Slowly, she slid down off the couch and slid underneath me. I was still rock hard, but moments after her mouth found my penis, it exploded. She continued sucking while I came. The next thing I knew she was on her knees, straddling me. I was still hard. Effortlessly, she guided me inside her, lowering herself down until she completely engulfed me. We both stopped breathing. When our eyes met, I saw a tear running down her cheek.
“I love you,” she whispered. “I love you so much. I’ve dreamed about this moment for so long.” She leaned over, and we kissed—a deep, slow kiss, growing in intensity. I could feel her pulse beating along the full length of my penis. Her quick, intense squeezes started our bodies moving again. She pushed herself up off my chest, her beautiful breasts pure white against her golden tan, her nipples firm and tight. I arched up to kiss them.
She moaned again. Her hips started undulating, faster and faster. “Oh, God, I’m going to come again!” she screamed. Her head flew back, and she closed her eyes, breathing hard. I could feel every one of her contractions. Her orgasm mushroomed around my penis. Her legs quivered. Her entire body pulsed with passion. Beads of perspiration glistened off her body. Eventually,