I think I developed a little later than some others. Not my body. My breasts were fine, maybe a little too much, they actually got in the way some times. Sexually I mean. Here I was eighteen, ready to graduate high school, and I had no sexual experience at all and didn't even seem to mind. I was into sports and the girls in the locker room talked about sex all the time. And I'm not blind, I read and saw TV and movies and know about sex. And I've dated and kissed guys. But for whatever reason, I just never got all turned on about sex. Looking back now, I think I was fortunate.
It was spring. A beautiful day. I went to the river with Jack. So did a lot of our friends. I'd known Jack forever and recently we had dated several times. I realized he liked me and I actually did like him, too. But just as an old friend. I had had to stop him a couple times on dates when he wanted to touch my breasts but he always did and I didn't think much about it.
I had on an old bathing suit. I realize now it had stretched some and really was too loose. I also realize that my pubic hair probably showed. I'm blonde, my pubic hair is not nearly as full as a lot of the girls I've seen in locker rooms, so it probably wasn't real obvious but I'm sure Jack could see it.
We all swam and fooled around, swinging out on a rope tied to a tree and dropping into the water. Everyone finally started to leave and Jack and I were the last ones. As we walked back to where his car was parked, we went through the playground area of an elementary school. It was the weekend so the school and playground were empty.
There were some swings hanging from a metal pipe, supported at each end by some pipe legs. For no real reason other than I'm athletic and felt good right then, I jumped up and grabbed the pipe and swung back and forth a little. I realize now that, to get some movement going, I probably lifted and spread my legs some and swung them. It wasn't horribly high at all, my feet were probably less than two feet off the ground if I hung straight.
Then, somehow, Jack was between my legs and my thighs were on his shoulders. I was a little surprised but not too much, it was all just fun. I had to keep holding on to the pipe. If I let go, I would probably fall and in his position he couldn't really catch me. Then I realized he had his face right up against my bottom. He kissed my thigh and licked right next to where my bathing suit covered my pussy. I was still a little surprised but somehow I also didn't mind it at all. He used a finger to push my bathing suit to the side and licked my pussy.
I'm hanging from a pipe and he's licking my pussy. I felt different than I ever had before in my life. I actually wanted him to keep on doing it. It felt great, absolutely great. I think I made a little noise because Jack looked up at me.
"Can I?" he asked.
I just nodded because I wanted him to continue. But I wanted to quit hanging like this. "Can I come down, though?"
He stepped back a little and let my legs drop. He held my waist as I let go of the pipe and dropped to the ground. He put his arms around me and kissed me and somehow moved us so that I was laying on the ground on my back and he was between my legs again, pulling my bathing suit bottom down my legs. And then he had his face back into me and his tongue was licking me and it was terrific. I'd never felt anything like it before in my life.
In fact, I don't think I've ever felt exactly like it again ever. That first time was so amazing. My body reacted in a way that it never had before. I had my first ever orgasm and went a little crazy I think, yelling and grabbing his head and closing my legs on him and locking him against me.
