My First Girlfriend

In our high school days there were no tablets or IPhones or internet. We had to entertain ourselves the old fashioned way. In the 8th grade I went to a mixed boys and girls party where I first played spin the bottle. Nervous isn't the word. I got the spin and it landed on Kathy and the penalty was for her to let me kiss her. She was as nervous as me and she puckered up and I kissed her lips. That meant that we were going steady, or something like that.

Kathy had parents who were pretty strict when it came to dating and we were allowed to see each other at their house, but not go out. But I turned 16 and got my driver's license and there was a country club spring dance and to everyone's amazement they let me driver her. But not before sitting across from her father who told me that if I touched her he would cut my balls off.

We drover out to the club, which required getting on the farm to market road around the lake. Halfway there or thereabouts she asked to pull over. Not knowing what her problem was, she told me she had to pee real bad and to find a place, quickly. I found this spot where we could get off the road and she told me I had to go with her and guard her. To my surprise she reached under her dress and pulled her panties down and squatted, with a silly smile on her face. She asked for my handkerchief to wipe herself and told me she would take it home and wash it.

In the car she asked me if I had seen anything. Like what? 'Did you see my pussy?' NO, I lied. 'yes you did because you couldn't look me in the eyes'. And then out of the blue she told me I had to letter see my dick so we would be even.

At the dance, we knew most everyone there, but we were in the younger crowd, most were high school seniors and juniors. We danced and during the slow dance Kathy put her arm around my neck. I pulled her closer because I wasn't able to keep my balance. 'You want to feel my tits don't you'. and then 'I'll dance close but don't get hard, I don't want to feel your dick'. I swear, I had never used words like pussy, or dick or tits in front of any girl. While we danced she kept asking me if it was my belt buckle, but she held on tight with her tits ground against my chest.

We went out by the pool when the band took a break and a fight started and one of the boys kicked the other one in the nuts. I winced. Kathy wanted to know why boys fell down like that. I told her and she told me she didn't have nuts but that wasn't permission to kick her there. If I had to touch I had to be real gentle, girls liked it if you were gentle, like petting a cat. "By the way, that's why it's called a pussy'.

After the band started up she said she wanted to wait before going back in. We walked around and found this dark corner where the spot light didn't cover and she said we should make out. She gave me permission to hold her 'tit' in my hand, but gentle like you really love it. We got to kissing real hard, I had my hand up under the blouse holding her tit and she was grabbing my dick in my pants. 'What ever happens, promise me you won't fuck me'.

We danced until the party was over, she went to the ladies' room and I waited for her to come out. She finally came out and told me that there were only two stalls and girls were peeing their pants waiting. She grabbed me by the hand and told me that we were going steady, boyfriend and girlfriend. In the car she moved over to the middle and held her hand in my lap, rubbing my dick with the back of her hand. 'Can I hold it?' And with that she unzipped my pants and took my dick out and held it as it got hard.

'I don't have permission to fuck' and then 'I have permission to get to third base but not fuck'.

We drove slowly, she was jacking me off and I came straight up into my shirt and her hand. She took my handkerchief out of her purse to clean her hand and wiped down my shirt. 'When we are married you can do it in my mouth'.

I had to walk her to the front door, which had lights on everywhere and we stood and pecked on the cheek. She told me that she loved me, and she wanted to be loved back. Before I could answer her father opened the door and accused me of touching her. 'That's ok Daddy, we didn't fuck, he was a real gentleman'. And with that he stared at me 'I told you keep your hands off my daughter'.

We fucked a couple of weeks later.