We’d been talking for a while now about “going all the way” with our boyfriends, but neither of us had done it yet. I think Tammy was more hesitant than me, but both of us had the usual fears and concerns about it. We’d never gone beyond touching each other, fondling and such, and the first few times he’d come in his pants before I could even get it out. I’d usually come pretty fast too when he’d use his fingers, and he’d eventually gotten a little better, although he still never lasted more than a few seconds. But for actual sex, him putting it in me, we hadn’t done that yet and there was so much to think about!Pregnancy, of course, but that was easily overcome, especially for me since I was already on birth control; my parents, mom especially, had been realistic enough to see to that. The other things, the general nervous awkwardness, worries about if it would hurt or if we’d like it, if we’d disappoint our guys, do something wrong, freak out, all kinds of stupid things that enter your mind, those were the issue. I’d later realize that most of them were not important, but back then, that first time was fraught with worry.Tammy and her boyfriend hadn’t gotten past touching each other through their clothes or maybe him sneaking a hand inside her top to squeeze her boobs. Her boyfriend, Van, was too timid, and Tam was getting frustrated. She was talking about “taking the lead” and making it happen, but she was afraid she’d scare him off.Brad (my boyfriend) and I had decided that last night, Friday, would be our night, but one of the many things that could go wrong had, of course, and now, as we goofed around in her room, Tammy wanted all the details of what should have been my first time.“C’mon, Rae, tell me! You promised you would, and I was thinking about you last night and wondering if you were enjoying it.”“There’s not much to tell.” I had never told her about Brad’s tendency to be very fast, not wanting to embarrass him, and was still reluctant to do so despite my disappointment.“So then it won’t take long. Tell me! Was it fun, did it feel good?”I smirked. “You’re right, it didn’t take long. And I don’t know how it feels because we didn’t do it.”“Why not? You chicken out?”“No, not that.”“Tell meee!”“Okay, just to shut you up – but you can’t tell anyone else I told you!” Tammy is my best friend, and we share everything, but I didn’t want Brad to be hurt or embarrassed. “You swear you won’t tell?”“Of course, RaeAnn. You know you can trust me.”“Okay… We were in the car, right, and he found a good place to park on a back street, not near a streetlight or houses. We were kissing and touching, and he was playing with my boobs while I was touching him through his pants. He was really hard and we were both horny, but when I unsnapped and unzipped him and tried to get it out of his pants… well, you know.”“What?”“You know! One thing me and you didn’t talk about.”“What? He went limp?”“Ha! No, not that.”“Oh my god… he came too soon?”I laughed – I know I shouldn’t because he was so embarrassed and it was horribly awkward, but in retrospect, it was also funny. “Too soon… yeah, I’d say so! I barely get it pulled out and he goes, ‘Oh no!’, and then boom, he was squirting all over the place! His pants and shirt, my hand, his underwear, the car seat, that stuff went everywhere and it just kept shooting out!” At least I hadn’t laughed when it happened, but now we were both hysterical.When she controlled her giggles, Ankara bayan escort she said, “Oh wow, Rae… What did you do?”I shrugged, wiping away tears of laughter. “I just held onto it while it kept twitching and squirting. I didn’t think it was ever gonna stop. I guess you can’t stop it once it starts; it has to, you know, run its course!”She laughed again. “Wow! Oh my god… What did Brad say?”“He kept apologizing, telling me he was sorry. You know.”“Has that happened before?”“Yeah, he gets too excited. I always try to be careful, and he never lasts very long when I’m just, you know, using my hand, but not this bad, not since the first couple of times. It surprised us. So anyhow, it was sort of a disaster. I think maybe knowing we were finally going to do it, we were both nervous and too excited, but it’s different for guys. We’re not… you know, quite so demonstrative.”She giggled again. “Yeah, I guess. Plus, we can keep going. What did you say to him?”“I told him it was ok, that I understood. Also that I liked the way it felt when he was doing that, while it was spurting, the way it throbbed and flexed in my hand. God, it felt so hard, so amazing…”“Really?”“Oh yes! I love how it feels, even if I was disappointed. He said it felt really good too, even if he didn’t mean to do it. Really messy though, you know?”“Eeewww!” Tammy giggled again. “Sounds cool, though. God, now I’m so horny! Why don’t you call him and have him come over and we can make him do it again since apparently, Van is never going to get that far.”I laughed. “Oh, sure! He was so embarrassed with just me that he’d die if he did that in front of both of us. But he probably would, if I asked. He loves it; he gets so excited he’s almost shaking.”“Maybe you could have waited a while and tried again.”I’d thought of that too, at the time, but he was so embarrassed I think he just wanted to get away. Plus, he was panicked over having that stuff all over his clothes, that he’d have to sneak back into his house and make sure nobody saw him. “He didn’t want to. Too embarrassed, I think, and totally freaked over the big mess on his clothes and in his mom’s car. It was all he could think about, afraid his folks would see him.”“Yeah, that’s a problem. What are you going to do?”“I don’t know. Be more careful next time, I guess? I wish there was someone I could ask, talk to about it and figure out what to do. I mean, I feel bad for him, but dang… I can’t ask my mom or dad about that, though, and you don’t know any more than I do.”“You could talk to Kara.” Kara is Tammy’s older sister, about six years older than us, and Tammy was right; Kara would know stuff. Kara has worked as a stripper at a local club called Shotgun Willie’s ever since she turned twenty-one almost a year ago. She’d talked with us on several occasions about her job, and about giving handjobs and lap dances and guys coming in their pants, and Tammy and I eagerly lapped up her stories.I know I got aroused when she’d talk about it, and Tammy did too. Kara loved her job, even if she didn’t seem to have a lot of respect for the guys that gave her the money, but she liked getting it, she was pretty and had a great figure and I think she liked showing off her body – and talking/bragging about it. Their parents thought she had a job cleaning offices at night for a janitorial service, never questioning how well it seemed to pay. Maybe they just didn’t Escort bayan Ankara want to know the truth!“Do you think she’d talk to me?”“I bet she would. She likes you, and she can be really nice when she’s not being a pain in my butt. She’s almost always nice now since she knows if she makes me mad I’ll tell mom and dad about her.”“I’ll bet she could tell me a lot about how to do things better.”“I think Brad needs that advice more than you do.”I laughed. “No way! He’d be so humiliated if I suggested that! Wait… you don’t think she’d embarrass him about this, do you? We see her around here sometimes, and…”“No, Rae, come on! She wouldn’t, I’m sure. She can be a little bitchy and big-sisterly sometimes, but she’s not cruel.”“Yeah, she’s usually nice to me. Can you call her?”“Sure. She’s at work, but if she can’t answer she’ll call back when she’s free.”So that’s what she did, and I listened to her leave a message for her sister to please call her when she got a chance, then followed it with a text to that effect. After that, we had a couple of Diet Pepsis and just hung out and talked.Tammy kept asking me questions about my debacle with Brad, things like; What did his sperm look like? (Very white and pearly, thick and wet, kind of pretty.) Did I taste it? (No) Did it smell funny? (It had a certain scent, but I sort of liked it.) What did it feel like? (Very warm and slippery – again, I liked it.) Did he go soft right away? (No not right away, but pretty fast.) How far did it shoot out? (I didn’t measure, but it seemed like it was EVERYWHERE!) How big was his thing? (I didn’t have to answer that one, because her phone rang.)When she answered, Tam put it on speaker so that I could hear what her sister said. There was a lot of loud music in the background, and voices and clinking bottles or something, but we could hear her ok. “Hey, punk, what do you need?”“Don’t call me that!” Kara would continue to call her that and Tammy would continue to object. It was a tradition now, and I think Tammy secretly liked that her sister had an affectionate nickname for her.Kara laughed. “Sure, kiddo. What’s up? I don’t have a lot of time.”“You going back on stage?”“No, I gotta go wiggle around on some horny guy’s lap, rub on his boner and try to make him come. What did you call for?”“RaeAnn has some, ummm, relationship problems with her boyfriend and wanted your help.”“Well… sure, I guess. Why doesn’t she just talk to her parents?”“They’re not those kinds of questions.”Kara laughed again. “Ah, I see. You’ve come to the expert.”Tammy giggled. “Exactly! You know all about that stuff. Will you talk to her?”“I can’t now, but sure. Is she spending the night with you?”Tammy looked at me, and I shrugged. We hadn’t talked about it, but… I spoke up. “I probably can, I just need to call home and tell them. Are you going to come here?”Kara paused. “Tell you what, I have a better idea. Why don’t you sneak out and meet me at my place? Tammy has a key, and I get off at one a.m., should be home by one-thirty or so. You guys can snooze on the sofa or use my bed if you want.”So that’s what we did. I called home and made sure it was ok to stay overnight with Tammy, we told her folks about it, and as soon as things quieted down we snuck out and walked to Kara’s, a small condo in a nice complex. We could have driven but were afraid that the car starting might alert her parents, or they might look Bayan escort Ankara out and see it gone.We were pretty wired, so we put on some music and messed around and had no trouble staying awake. True to her word, Kara showed up about twenty after one, but to our surprise, she’d brought her boyfriend along! Not that we didn’t like Milo, we just weren’t expecting him for what was supposed to be a “girl talk” session. Once we’d all said hello, Kara went to get cleaned up and change clothes after all of her sweaty dancing… and other stuff.We chatted with Milo while we waited. We’d known him for the few months that he and Kara had been together and both thought he was pretty sexy, tall and lean with a mop of unruly brown hair, a cute smile, and bright blue eyes, but we also thought it was kind of weird that he’d date someone like Kara, who made her money dancing naked and giving other guys lap dances and handjobs. Then again, Kara is a beautiful, sexy girl, as well as very bright and funny, and he seemed devoted to her. I always wondered if he got jealous.I recalled the first time I’d remarked to Tammy about how handsome and sexy Milo is, and she’d agreed but said he creeped her out because she’d see him looking at her, his eyes roaming over her body, and one time had caught him watching her brushing her teeth in just her underwear when she hadn’t known he was around and left the bathroom door open.I’d said it was normal for a guy to look at a pretty girl, but she said it was weird because he was so much older than us. I’d said, “We’re both sixteen, Tam; what’s he, twenty-one like Kara?”She’d replied, “No, he’s twenty-two.”That made me laugh as I’d responded, “Oh yeah, an ancient, creepy, wrinkled old geezer then – no wonder he weirds you out!”She’d been upset for a minute because I made fun of her, but then we’d laughed about it and she’d decided that maybe it wasn’t so bad that he looked at her. She was kind of flattered once she thought about it, that an “older man” admired her, and with him being so cute and sexy we both came to like him pretty well, even if he did always check out our bodies. I’d had a birthday since then, and Tammy was closing in on turning seventeen too, but Kara and Milo were still twenty-one and –two, respectively.We hadn’t expected to see him that night, but it was ok, and he treated us like grown-ups and was so easygoing that he was fun to be around. Plus, the cute/sexy guy thing… When Kara came back out her long blond hair was wet from showering, and she was wearing just a long t-shirt. With her nipples sticking out I could tell she was braless, and I was pretty sure she wasn’t wearing panties either, but Kara is very comfortable with being naked. I was a little surprised she’d put anything on at all since she’d been naked around us before, but it was a little cool in her condo. That probably accounted for the nipples.Milo had gotten a glass of wine for all of us from the box in the fridge – not the first time we’d had wine illegally at Kara’s – and he handed Kara her glass. Tammy and I sat on the overstuffed loveseat and Kara took the matching chair, while Milo perched on the arm beside her.Kara gave us her thousand-megawatt smile, and as I thought again about how pretty she is, she said, “So ladies, tell me about your problems; Sister Kara’s ‘Sex Ed 101’ is now in session.”I didn’t know where to start – especially with Milo there – but Tammy blurted out, “It’s about Rae’s boyfriend, Brad. He has this problem when they try to… um… you know….”Tara laughed. “Spit it out, girls, don’t be shy!”Before either of us could go on, Milo said, “Oh my god, don’t tell me he can’t get it up!”I giggled as I looked at him. “No, not that, he, uhhh, he…”Tammy quickly said, “He comes too fast!”