I lost my cherry (in a way) to a girl who was about four years older than I was (I was twelve). She lived in the neighborhood (I grew up in Chicago) and, due to our age differences, I never paid much attention to her. I don't remember the exact details, but we started hanging out together after school. We both went to schools that were within two blocks of our homes. We'd meet at about 3:30pm and be together till 5:00pm. Her name was Lottie. She was average looking, and I never saw her in a skirt or with makeup.

One day she asked to see what my (parents) apartment looked like. After the grand tour (I lived in a four room apartment) we ended up in my bedroom, on the floor next to the bed. It was in the fall, and I remember Lottie reaching into her jacket pocket and pulling out a length of rope. She asked if I wanted to play a special game. This was after I had been meeting with her for about a week and, during that time, I can't say that I was very proactive in our "relationship." Mostly, I just agreed with whatever she was talking about, as I didn't have an opinion one way or the other.

Her special game consisted of tying my hands behind my back, then tickling me. I would have to beg her to stop and, if my begging was good enough, she'd stop tickling me - for a while. The second time we played this game, she tied my hands behind my back and started to tickle me by squeezing my thighs, just about the knee. Then her hands started moving higher, getting closer to my crotch.

I knew about sex (mostly from the street) and had been masturbating several times a week for about six months. So, as her hands moved closer to my crotch, it came as no surprise when she unbuttoned my jeans and worked her hands into my briefs. The first thing she did was reach down and wrap her fingers around my scrotum and pull. I had never played with my balls in an erotic sense and the feeling was new to me. Then, she started to squeeze my testicles while telling me to not say one word. I immediately felt pain and was surprised at it's intensity. Her voice then dropped to a whisper. She told me if I tried to move away, it would only hurt more. She relaxed her grip on my balls, but kept a constant pulling pressure on my scrotum. Then, with her other hand, she slid my jeans down to my ankles, then she slid my briefs down my legs.

All of this felt as if it happened in a second, although I knew that a few minutes had passed since she first put her hand in my pants. I felt my face turn red from the embarrassment of having my privates exposed to an older girl, especially while my hands were tied behind my back.

Lottie now moved from my side and pulled my jeans and briefs off. She still had one hand on my scrotum and was pulling rather forcefully. I remember looking down and seeing how far my ball sack was stretched out and how my testicles bulged out. Lottie sat between my naked thighs and told me to lean back. As she said that she used her other hand to lightly tap her finger against one of my balls. I immediately laid back and asked, begged, that she not do that again. She told me if I was a good, she might show me some mercy and not crush my balls.

Then she started to play with my penis. As I said, I was embarrassed at having my privates exposed. That embarrassment was evident in that my dick was soft. Lottie started to make comments about my dick, saying that is looked like a dead worm. Then, I felt the fingers of her other hand (she was still pulling on my balls) very gently wrapped around my shaft, just below the head. I felt the familiar stirrings of an erection and was now even more embarrassed.

I told Lottie that I was getting hard and I was sorry and ashamed. She gave me a tap of her finger on my other ball and told me to be quiet. She wrapped her fingers around my penis and gradually started to pull on it. Within seconds my penis was at full erection. Lottie said that she liked it much better when it was hard and told me that I was being very good. She then began to move her fingers up and down my shaft. I remember her touch as being very light; never once did she touch the head of my penis (I'm not circumcised).

I remember the lightness of her touch because the glans of my penis was very sensitive. I was wondering if Lottie would ever move her hand up to the head of my prick, but was afraid to say anything. Then, I remember feeling something wet dripping onto my penis. I lifted my head up for a second and saw a big drop of saliva dripping out of Lottie's mouth. As the liquid cooled on the head of my penis, Lottie moved her hand up my shaft and began to masturbate me in earnest.

I began to moan as the fuzzy, tingling sensation started to build up. I new I was close to cumming and was suddenly concerned about the mess it would make (I always spurted into cleanex or, if I was in the bathroom, right into the commode). I started to tell Lottie that I was going to come, when she opened her mouth and clamped her lips around the head of my penis. She kept moving her fingers up and down my shaft while gently sucking on my glans. Within seconds I had the strongest orgasm I ever felt. Lottie moved her lips down my shaft as I came, as if she new that the head of my dick was now very sensitive. She released her grip on my penis and let go of my scrotum. Still holding my still hard penis in her mouth, she began to massage my balls. I lay still, partly afraid that she'd hurt my balls, partly embarrassed at what just happened, but mostly thinking that I had never felt such a pleasurable sensation in my entire life.

Lottie then began to very slowly move her head up. I felt her lips moving up the sides of my shaft and was relieved when she didn't linger around the tip of my penis, as it was still very sensitive. She sat up and again wrapped her fingers around my scrotum but did not pull. She leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. This was the first time I had kissed a girl on the mouth and found it to be quite stimulating. I also tasted my own cum and was surprised that it wasn't a bad taste.

I continued to meet with Lottie for the following three months. We met just about every day during the week. Our game was always played with my hands tied around my back. Lottie would also wrap string around the base of my scrotum, telling me she liked the way it made my balls stick out. I liked the attention, but was always afraid that she would make them hurt.

After a week of her jerking me off and my cumming in her mouth, she told me that it was my turn to make her feel good. She started by opening her blouse and letting me suck on her nipples. Her breasts weren't very big, but she seemed to enjoy having her nipples sucked.

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End of Part 1.

Part 2 will follow.

everwilling