In the eighth grade we had a family move in next door. They had a daughter who was in my grade. We started to hang out, and one day while we were rummaging through her garage, we came across this box that had not been emptied when they moved in. It was full of Penthouse magazines. We started to look through them, and admired all the naked girls. We discovered the Forum and would read the letters.

We started to take a couple of the magazines upstairs to her room, where we could lay on the bed and look at every picture and read all the Forum letters. One day, we had the centerfold open, and I kissed the model's pussy. My friend kissed it too and we laughed and wondered out loud what it felt like. She went first, and I took off my shorts and she put her mouth on my naked pussy and when she put her tongue inside my lips I just about lost it. She kissed and licked and ate for a while, and she used her fingers to finger me. Then she crawled up on top of me and with both hands on my breasts she put her mouth on mine and kissed me.

I was next and she opened her legs as wide as she could, she wanted to see, so she kept herself up on her hands, and I slowly made my way so that I could kiss her pussy. She was wet by then, and her pussy had this smell that made me want to kiss her and finger her. I was not as soft as she was, but she did have an orgasm. From then on when we looked at the magazines, and read the Forum letters, we ended up kissing and feeling each other up and eating pussy.

Later, when we were in the eleventh grade we were supposed to go to the prom. We didn't want to date, but we had to, so we asked these two friends from choir. At the prom we ignored them, we were there and spent all our time together. When they drove us home, we felt bad and offered them a blow job if they didn't tell anyone about our secret. The blow job was ok, but it made me realize that I didn't want a dick in me, anywhere.

I did end up getting fucked one night when I was 23. He tore me a new asshole and sent me to the abortion clinic.

We don't have magazines any more, and the stuff on the internet doesn't do it for me. I get aroused from reading, more than viewing, although I like to look at pictures of pretty girls posing naked. I have had a series of near miss relationships, but nothing has ever come close to the relationship I had growing up. One day I concluded that I just had the best relationship when I was too young to appreciate it. One day I want to meet that girl who makes me want to go down on her and not ever let go. I want to feel that feeling I had when I ate my girlfriend in high school. I want that feeling of her reaching over to tell me something and stealing a kiss and laughing in my face because she caught me off guard. I want to have my girlfriend back. But she went on and got married and lives in Seattle. I am still in love with her.