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Youthful memories

Youthful memories

I've kept this experience to myself for many decades, but it's one of those childhood stories that bring back fond memories. The cousin involved recently died, and I do not know of the life situation of the girl who was a central part of this experience. In fact, I do not even remember her name, if I ever knew it. I will give names that I've made up. The rest of the story is true.

The story begins with two sexually-curious boys. Myself, Zeb, was a country boy who came to the city now and again to visit my cousin and be learned in the more sophisticated childhood arts of towns and neighborhoods. My cousin, Larry, was a year younger than myself, but more mature in his abilities to navigate the ins and outs of city life. That included interaction with a variety of girls who had more sexual knowledge and willingness to experiment. Larry lived in a neighborhood which would be considered middle-class during the 50s, well-kept and populated by friendly, respectful families.

Across the street from Larry's house was the home of young miss Kathy, a girl of about 8 years of age, with long, dark colored hair, a bright smile which never seemed to go away, and the determination to learn everything about sex that she could, by any means necessary. Add that to the sexually-curious boys I spoke of previously, and you've got a guaranteed sexual brew going.

I don't remember why we went to Kathy's home that day, other than perhaps it was the fact her parents were gone. We ended up in her back yard, playing in a sand pile there. As we played, naturally, sand began to be piled on top of Kathy's legs. She was wearing a short dress, and the sandpile crept up past her knees to her upper thighs. I was on one side of her as she sat in the sand, and Larry was on the other. It became a contest as to which leg would end up with sand the highest and closest to her little crotch. Kathy reached down and pulled her dress up past her waist, smiled at us real big and turned her head to the side just a little bit, as if to say, "What's next, boys?" Turns out she was wearing a plain white cotton pair of panties, and both Larry and I quickly noticed there was a wet spot where we knew her pussy was covered by the cotton. As sand was introduced, it stuck specially to the wet spot on the panties, and became the focal point of our interest. I reached down to wipe the sand off, and was rewarded with Kathy's clenching her cute butt and thrusting her crotch at my eager finger.

Being an "innocent" country boy, I had never actually seen a girl' pussy, and Kathy's eagerness to be fondled in that area was a welcome invitation. I quickly reached up to her waist and grabbed the elastic waistband with both my hands. Pulling down quickly, with her help in lifting her cute heinie off the sand, I pulled those white panties away from her crotch and down to her knees. I then continued my exploration of the wet spot - now naked and urging exploration. I noticed that a few grains of sand had worked their way onto the pleasantly bulging mound surrounding her pussy, and carefully wiped those off before going any further.

So, what was Larry doing during all this? Sitting back and watching Kathy and me explore her precious private parts. His city-boy maturity had not included sexual exploration to this level, and he was entranced at my willingness to jump right in and get to the root of Kathy's sexuality. That immobility didn't last long, however, as when Kathy lifted her heinie to allow her panties to be brought down, he took that opportunity to reach down and briefly stick his middle finger onto Kathy's puckered anal area, supposedly to wipe off sand particles there, but we all knew he had other things in mind. And the fact was, Kathy herself didn't mind! In fact, as I wrapped my thumb and forefinger around her plump mound, she continued to lift her heinie in the air in order for Larry to have full access to her cute butt. In fact, Larry was the first to penetrate Kathy, as I was satisfied - as was she - with kneading and twisting her girl-flesh, which I eventually found out was called her pudendum, or mons pubis. I just knew I liked the fullness and pliable nature of Kathy's girl-flesh, and saw she enjoyed me pulling and twisting on that beautiful part of this young girl!

While I was enjoying Kathy's outer pussy lips, Larry went to work on her heinie-hole. Later, I found out he first lightly rubbed the crinkled hole, then began to circle it with the tip of his middle finger. Kathy was thrusting forward at my pussy-lip massage, and then backward at Larry's finger. Then, I saw Larry withdraw his hand briefly and lick his middle finger. "Lick" is an understatement, as he slobbered all over that finger, then quickly put it back down to her heinie-hole. Kathy bucked a little bit and said, "Wait a minute. My arms are getting tired. Let me turn over."

She turned over, but got up on all fours, elbows on the ground in the sand, sticking her cute butt up into the air. She told me to keep doing what I was, and for Larry to go ahead with his explorations. I watched, as this time, Larry quickly moved his head to Kathy's heinie, and stuck out his tongue to lick the hole. Then, I could see him curl his tongue and stiffen it toward her heinie. As he put his tongue in Kathy's butt hole, she lifted her head and groaned again. Larry slobbered all over his middle finger, then gently push it into Kathy's heinie up to the first knuckle. Kathy wiggled and groaned a bit, but was enjoying the feelings her body were experiencing.

As Larry continued his insertion of his middle finger, Kathy began to complain a bit about the pain. I had noticed a bottle of suntan oil lying beside the sandbox, so I grabbed it and poured some on Kathy's heinie-hole and Larry's middle finger. That must have fixed the problem, as Larry soon had his middle finger up to the 2nd knuckle very quickly, rotating the finger as he moved it in and out. Kathy was enjoying this all immensely, and I decided to up the pleasure point a bit.

I quit kneading and twisting Kathy's girl-flesh, and began to rub up and down her pussy lips - now protruding quite enticingly outward. The slit there was quite moist, as it had been throughout my manipulations. It now puffed out a little more, inviting my finger inside. I would have preferred sticking my tongue in first, but with Larry fingering her heinie-hole, it would put me in an awkward position to lick her pussy lips at the same time.

So, I took what I had and made the most of it. After rubbing up and down Kathy's girl-flesh lips, I slowly began to move my index finger deeper and deeper into the slit. Realizing her wet pussy would not need any of the lotion, I simply continued to push the finger deeper and deeper. As might be expected, Kathy was very tight and though the pussy gave resistance, I could tell Kathy wanted more. As a result, Larry and I got into a nice rhythm while fingering the young girl's heinie-hole and pussy. It didn't take long until she was having what she later told us was her first "come."

Good thing she came when she did! We all heard a car heading up the driveway, and knew her parents were home! Our fun day was OVER! We quickly did everything we could to cover our tracks, so to speak, though it really didn't take long. Kathy's panties remained around her knees, and were no problem to pull up into proper position. (If a little sand-covered) The short dress dropped quickly into place and we were in good shape. Except for our libidos. We ALL were still very horny, and though Kathy had an orgasm, it was a long way from satisfying her sexual desires.

So ended that wonderful day of youthful lust and exploration. Unfortunately, Kathy's parents moved to another town soon after, before we were to be given another chance find each other's sexual pleasures. There were no other girls our age in the neighborhood, so the opportunity to do and learn close-by was non-existent.

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