when i was little... (part 2)
So there it was Sam and i were now boi and girl friends. i liked stealing kisses with him at school or how he can make me feel like the only girl around. i like that feeling the feeling like you are small but really liked and i liked Sam a lot. Saturday morning i was lying on my tummy with a hello kitty tee-shirt and a new red skirt, my knees were arched which hiked my skirt a little and let my sneakers dangle happily above me. i didn't know Sam was there. he is like my Romeo - i always leave the window to my bedroom open so he can climb the oak tree outside to my room.
Sam crouched down behind me tickling the backs of my legs slightly with his fingertips and kissing my lips the way french people share gum when i'd laugh. "Hey, wanna play a game?" i love all his games! "sure, what this game called?" "it's called homerun" Sam said with a sly grin. Sam took me by the hands and sat me up on my knnees. i had to sit with one knee on the outside of his lap - hugging his knees with mine because that's what girls do he said. He put my face in his hands and started kissing me first the way bois and girls do here in America and then the way French people share gum... don't tell, but i like that way better. Then he stopped and told me that bois and girlfriends can touch each other beacuse it feels good and that each place he touches me that i let him is a 'base' and that when he has rounded all the bases and i've been a good girl i'd get to hold the bat.
So Sam kept kissing me more and more the way French people share their gum and then he started touching my chest his hands and then his fingertips. i began to quiver inside but i was a good girlfriend and kept straddling his knees with mine while he touched my chest over and over - each time a little more harder than the last. it was getting harder and harder for me to sit still while we kissed. Next he took off his shirt so all i could see was his white undershirt and Sam's barechest he said it was very French. I liked French things! Sam started putting both his hands up and under my tee-shirt and his touch was beginning to make my legs turn into jelly. Breathless i asked what was next? Sam didn't speak he just took off my tee-shirt and bra and started to kiss my breasts. Electricity surged through my body but being a good girl i let him kiss and touch my breasts because boi-friends can do that and good girls let them. "Hmm, you are very sweet little girl" - said Sam. i blushed but begand rocking my knees against his. Sam said i was a very good girl for letting him round the first base. i smiled and kissed his lips happily.
Sam began kissing my lips again the way French people share gum, but now with one hand touching my breast and his other hand touching the outside of my skirt. i groaned. it felt so good - that's when i got that butterfly feeling again, but i was a good girl and let Sam touch me on my skirt. Sam's lips fell to my breasts he started to touch and kiss them more - driving my insides crazy. what is this boi up to? he put his hand into my panties finger my finger he touched me, caressed me. all while kissing and touching my breasts. my knees began to rock even harder against him. "mmm mm.." was all that Sam could say.
Sam rolled me onto my back and kissed me under my panties even the French way! Then he asked me if i'd like to hold the bat. He unzipped his pants and slid up my body and put his hard penis in my hands. i really liked Sam and the way he madkes me feel so i touched 'the bat' while Sam shifted a lot above me - he even told me i could kiss the bat if i wanted to. i kissed the bat over and over while Sam smiled at me and groaned from above. i kissed and kissed Sam's bat until it started to wet my mouth. Sam said that just meant i was one very good girl... so i kissed the bat which made it stronger, harder in my mouth and when it had rushed inside my mouth making my whole mouth wet Sam leaned down and kissed my forehead. Todday i had been a very good girl indeed!
Sam crouched down behind me tickling the backs of my legs slightly with his fingertips and kissing my lips the way french people share gum when i'd laugh. "Hey, wanna play a game?" i love all his games! "sure, what this game called?" "it's called homerun" Sam said with a sly grin. Sam took me by the hands and sat me up on my knnees. i had to sit with one knee on the outside of his lap - hugging his knees with mine because that's what girls do he said. He put my face in his hands and started kissing me first the way bois and girls do here in America and then the way French people share gum... don't tell, but i like that way better. Then he stopped and told me that bois and girlfriends can touch each other beacuse it feels good and that each place he touches me that i let him is a 'base' and that when he has rounded all the bases and i've been a good girl i'd get to hold the bat.
So Sam kept kissing me more and more the way French people share their gum and then he started touching my chest his hands and then his fingertips. i began to quiver inside but i was a good girlfriend and kept straddling his knees with mine while he touched my chest over and over - each time a little more harder than the last. it was getting harder and harder for me to sit still while we kissed. Next he took off his shirt so all i could see was his white undershirt and Sam's barechest he said it was very French. I liked French things! Sam started putting both his hands up and under my tee-shirt and his touch was beginning to make my legs turn into jelly. Breathless i asked what was next? Sam didn't speak he just took off my tee-shirt and bra and started to kiss my breasts. Electricity surged through my body but being a good girl i let him kiss and touch my breasts because boi-friends can do that and good girls let them. "Hmm, you are very sweet little girl" - said Sam. i blushed but begand rocking my knees against his. Sam said i was a very good girl for letting him round the first base. i smiled and kissed his lips happily.
Sam began kissing my lips again the way French people share gum, but now with one hand touching my breast and his other hand touching the outside of my skirt. i groaned. it felt so good - that's when i got that butterfly feeling again, but i was a good girl and let Sam touch me on my skirt. Sam's lips fell to my breasts he started to touch and kiss them more - driving my insides crazy. what is this boi up to? he put his hand into my panties finger my finger he touched me, caressed me. all while kissing and touching my breasts. my knees began to rock even harder against him. "mmm mm.." was all that Sam could say.
Sam rolled me onto my back and kissed me under my panties even the French way! Then he asked me if i'd like to hold the bat. He unzipped his pants and slid up my body and put his hard penis in my hands. i really liked Sam and the way he madkes me feel so i touched 'the bat' while Sam shifted a lot above me - he even told me i could kiss the bat if i wanted to. i kissed the bat over and over while Sam smiled at me and groaned from above. i kissed and kissed Sam's bat until it started to wet my mouth. Sam said that just meant i was one very good girl... so i kissed the bat which made it stronger, harder in my mouth and when it had rushed inside my mouth making my whole mouth wet Sam leaned down and kissed my forehead. Todday i had been a very good girl indeed!