I met Abigail who prefers to be called Abby when we were in kindergarten. She and her second cousin sat together the first day, her cousins name is Midori or Dori as her family calls her. It didn't take the teacher long to realized she needed to separate the two of them. The kid next to me and Abby were made to switch places and that is how I met her for the first time. Abby didn't take this very well and our first activity was to color a page with birds on it. Abby pressed so hard with her crayons she was breaking them. She seemed to calm down and the rest of the day went ok. Before we left, I switched my box of crayons with hers because having six brothers and sisters we had many boxes of crayons and I would swap the broken crayons for ones that weren't broken.
The next day when we were handed papers to color, Abby got sad, till she opened the box and was surprised to find all her crayons were not broken. She looked at my box as I opened it and realized mine were also whole. When the teacher stepped out of the room, she said: "I broke some of my crayons yesterday, but now they are fixed."
I told her: "I switched boxes and swapped the broken ones for whole ones at home."
She told me: "Thank you."
That started our friendship, I hadn't reached the age that I thought girls were icky and had cooties. To me she was just another kid and my friend. A month into first grade her family moved away. I learned from Dori that Abby's dad was an Army recruiter and he was reassigned to another state. I did get to see her when she and her mother would come to visit most summers. Her mom and Dori's mom were first cousins.
When we were in eighth grade Abby and her mom moved back along with her mom's new husband. He was a Baptist minister and took the vacant position at the First Baptist Church in the town we lived in. The church and the minister's house were on my street. I was well past the girls are icky and have cooties stage and would walk to school with Abby.
One day her step father saw us walking together and the next day she told me he scolded her for being to close to me when he saw us walking together. There was an eighth-grade dance at school and I asked Abby to go with me. She said she would ask her mother and let me know if she could go. The next day she was sad and told me her mom was ok with it, but her step dad said not only could she not go with me, she couldn't go at all. I told her I wouldn't go either if I couldn't go with her.
That summer he was a speaker and group leader at a Baptist summer retreat. It was for adults only and over his objections her mom decided that Abby would stay with Dori's family. It was for only a month, but we took full advantage of it. We took walks in the woods on trails that people didn't use to hold hands.
He was back a week when as I walked past her house, I saw her in the car and he was driving her to school. At lunch Dori told me that someone told him they saw Abby and I kissing, which didn't happen. That she is grounded and he will drive her to and from school from now on. He also told the school that they need to call him if they see the two of us together. Dori was our link to stay in touch, Abby and I would exchange notes through her.
Despite his trying to keep us apart, it made our feeling for each other to grow stronger. This kept up till April of our senior year, when he accepted a job at a large rich Baptist church down south. He wasn't happy about it, but Abby's mom refused to have her change school so close to graduation. Abby moved in with Dori's family till she graduated. This meant we got to go to the prom together and Six Flags the next day.
A week later two things happened, Abby turned eighteen and she got accepted to Springfield College with a scholarship for track and was offered to start in the summer semester. The reverent wasn't happy, but since Springfield College is run by the YMCA a Christian organization. His objections feel on deaf ears. One her mother had graduated from Springfield and two Abby was eighteen and it was her right to go where ever she wanted. I had a good paying job and the company only worked four days in the summer. It was four ten-hour days instead of five eight-hour days. Since Abby didn't have classes on Fridays, after work Thursdays I drove to Springfield to be with her. Abby's roommate also didn't have Friday classes and would go home for the weekend. This allowed us to have the room to ourselves.
That first weekend we lost our virginity to each other, it was awkward at first, but soon nature took over and we couldn't get enough of each other. After we showered and dried off Abby turned on her computer and went to Google and searched 'Sex for beginners'. Most of what came up was straight up porn and not what she was looking for. Then she typed in 'what to expect on my wedding night as a virgin'. The second thing on the list looked good to her and she clicked it.
It was done by a sex therapist and a young couple that were virgins on their wedding night they told of their experience and reenacted their night. We were past that point and she fast forwarded. They were now talking about trying oral sex and said they found several porn videos made by women for women. This helped them to learn how to do what was pleasurable and what your partner may like or not like. The key is to let your partner know what is good for you not what you will just be alright with. Again, there were video clips showing how to do it.
Next was anal and the importance of planning ahead and preparing ahead of time. Watching the video clip, Abbie commented the wife seemed to really like doing it. We were surprised the second video was her using a vibrator in his ass while she gave him oral. They explained how the vibrator stimulated his prostrate glad to give him better orgasms.
They emphasized being open and honest with each other, that communication is the key to a happy sex live. Before it ended there was a link to the therapist's web site for more discussions and videos about other sexual topics.
I asked Abby: "Do you wanted to check out any of the other discussions and videos."
She said: "No, I want to go to a video store that sells sex toys and get a vibrator and see if there is anything else we might like to use."
I asked her: "What, of what we saw do you want to try?"
She smiled and said: "I want you to fuck me in the ass and If you are willing, I would use the vibrator in yours while I suck your dick."
I asked her: "Will you use the vibrator in your pussy while I fuck your ass?"
It was late and we decided to do that we would find a place in the morning. In the morning, we showered and ate in the dining hall. Once back in her room we Googled to find a store to go to and got dressed. The one we chose was a short drive from the dorm and opened at noon. We got there at 12:15 and there were only a couple of cars in the parking lot. The sex toys were to our left and we headed right to them. We both started to giggle and kept looking at all the different sex toys there were to chose from. At the end of the aisle there was a wall of DVDs and we were shocked at the different sections that were labeled for the type of sexual activity there was to choose from. The girl we saw as we enter the store that was behind the check out register came up to us.
She asked: "Do you need some help? I can answer any questions you may have."
Abby said to her: "We are looking for a vibrator, I have never use one before."
The girl said: "My name is Janette, but everyone calls me Bitsy. I would recommend this one and it comes with sleaves you can use with it. I have one myself."
I asked her: "How did you get the nick name Bitsy?"
She smiled and said: "When I was gang banged the first time, an old song Bits and Pieces was playing as it ended. One of the guys said they all got bits and pieces of me, after that everyone started calling me Bits and then it became Bitsy."
Abby asked her: "What was it like to have sex with more than one guy, did you have more than one at a time?"
Bitsy told us: "At first it was great; one would be fucking me and another would have me suck his cock. It started with six guys, but at some point, more showed up. Before I knew it, I was nothing more than a cum dump and at that point I stopped enjoying it. Even though I told them no, they started to fuck me in the ass. From that point on I was air tight till it ended. I didn't do another one for several months, after that I controlled how many guys and what I do."
She walked us over to a section that featured gang bang DVDs and picked up one to show us. She was the girl in the video and the title was Amateur Gang Bang Sluts Volume Four.
She said I did this four months ago; you can have it if you want."
Abby asked her: "Won't you get in trouble giving it away?"
She said: "No, I have four cases of them I will just replace it."
