Hard to believe but it's now been ten years since I lost my virginity to an older girl who was more than likely in her mid 20s. When I first felt my hormones pumping at around age 12-13, I could not stop getting hard-ons and I did all kinds of things to tie down my cock. We read here where everyone seems to have a giant cock, well, mine was not a giant and I measured it only at just over seven inches. What I was, was rock hard and thick, with a head on it that looks like a smooth golf ball...but a bit bigger. At the time I read a lot of sex books, some on techniques from the East as well as the west. These were not from the library but sold in a sort of black market by sharpies like our friend, Ernie.

We were four boys coming of age at the same time. None of us had any experience and we talked nonstop about getting laid. Ernie, the smallest of us was the sharpest. This kid knew everything that was going on, on planet Earth. He said, "Let's go by the ball park stands, I wanna have you hear something." We followed his advice, as usual, and walked in front of the stands. There was a small group of "older" girls lounging on the wood stands, some with their legs on the bench just above them. As we walked by, the girls began to "wisecrack" as my grandfather says. The toughest looking one whose hair was done in a cut so short and so light blonde that on first glance, she looked bald. One can easily overlook her except for a killer, drop-dead ass. We younger, hormone fueled boys caught that immediately. She said to us in a loud voice, "Hey you kids, come back when you're 18 and we'll all suck you inside out." The rest laughed. Another piped up, "How's Mary and her five daughters holding out? You wore them out yet? you silly, little wankers." Another said, "We'd ask you to show us what you're carrying but we already know, micro-peckers."

We kept going but next day we all strolled by again and all the comments kept coming. Ernie said to me, quietly on the side, "They are action, otherwise they would not be acting up when we walk by. The put-downs are just come-ons." I said, "See if you can get to one of them." Ernie looked at me with a puzzled expression on his face and said, "Shit, man, look-it me. I'm five feet five tall and hairless down below. You are already six feet tall and looking at how the color is faded at the crotch of your jeans it's obvious you're tooled up. Nah, but if you take my advice and just sit near them and stay there, one will catch on.


While tall and, I suppose, somewhat hung, I was still 14 and scared shitless of those loudmouthed women. Still, I started sitting near them, some ten yards away, and quietly. They kept glancing at me. This kept going for the best part of a week and eventually they all strolled off after a time as they did each day. Soon, I noticed the crew-cut blonde toughie leaving the pack, turning around and coming up to me. She sat down near me. Without saying a word, she scanned my body, concentrating on the faded part on my crotch. Finally, she said, "Let's go underneath the stands here." No sooner than we arrived down in the grass under the stands she pulled off her shorts. She was wearing nothing under them and I saw my first real poontang right there. My cock was bursting in my jeans. She said, "Get with it, drop those drawers."

I stripped down from the waist, feeling myself shivering from nervousness. My cock was so engorged it looked like someone else's cock, surprising even me. She said, "SHIT, that's a gorgeous piece of equipment you got there. She took it in her tiny hand and said, "Wow, man, wow, lemme have it," and went down on my hard boner, while my eyes rolled to the back of my head. I came in her mouth, in seconds, it seemed, and she gulped it all down. "Baby cum, the best there is." She said, "Don't worry, you'll be up and ready again in a minute." I began to think, "this little gal has been around and then some." She turned around show me her showstopper ass and sure enough, there was my hot poker, again at the ready. Reaching into her shorts, laying in the tall grass, she came up with a pack of condoms and handed me one. "Ever use these? No, I suppose not. Roll it on like a fucking glove, man, if it's not too small for that fucking jackhammer." Soon, we were fucking in the tall grass under the stands, where she showed me around five positions I had only read about.

At one point I said, "You are fantastic." "Yeah," she said, "keep going, keep going, I'm about to come." She started jerking around like a rag doll and crying out where I had the fleeting thought that she'd been injured.

In time, even as I turned 15, I managed to fuck all five (as it turned out) of the "stand" girls. I did not tell the guys, tempting as it was to brag. The best of the girls was not the GI Jane with the superb ass but a tiny, mousy one who went bonkers while being fucked and shouted things like, "This is what I was born to do," and, "fuck me forever" holding part of my cock with her finger tips while I lunged most of it into her. We met elsewhere and fucked madly for some years. She was 25 when I was 14. All too soon, she was married while I was still in school.