Episode 5: Lick it (part 2)

So Here I am. In Laura’s house and we’re kind of all alone. She’s taking off her pants along with her panties. I was still nervous but as she got closer and closer to getting those pants off a strong sense of excitement came over me. Her pants got to her ankles. She hobbled over to me and tongue kissed me. Now the pants weren’t around her ankles anymore. They found their home under the bed. She pulled me off my bed to my feet and she sat down on the bed next to where I was. She laid back and opened her legs. That’s when I saw it. It was nice, very non-threatening looking I should say. It was clean and shaven. She took very good care of it. She was ready. She then uttered the words that scarred me for life. Words that once generated fear in me but now I adore. “Liiick it….” she whispered slowly. And then I exhaled. No pun intended. I had never licked pussy before. I was a very intimidated. She wanted it bad. “Liiick it…” she whispered again while gyrating her hips left to right grinding on the bed. I stood there motionless. Her breathing got heavier. “Lick it…” I’ve always been the type of person to over analyze things. I started thinking about how much of a grand opportunity this was. A few moments earlier, I was enjoying my youth outside playing with my friends when all of a sudden I get inadvertently placed in an adult situation. Laura was getting antsy. She grabbed my index and middle fingers and brought them to her left knee. She then slowly guided my fingers up her leg to her thighs. I could feel her goose bumps as my fingers got closer and closer to her inner thigh. I could feel the warmth from her hot light skinned pussy. She scooted forward and raised her self up to place my fingers inside of her. It was the first time I had ever felt anything like that. It was so warm and wet inside. She was enjoying herself. She panted louder and louder. I had to quiet her down out of respect of her grandmother. She was supposedly a vegetable but you never know, I wanted to be sure. Took my fingers out of her and demanded again, “lick it…”.
She really wanted it. I had totally skipped the kiddy pool and went straight into the deep end. The view into the kitchen came in handy because we were able to see her mom’s station wagon pull up. She was a light skinned woman who wore glasses. I don’t know about women’s hairstyles so we’ll say her hair was shaped like a mushroom. Well she was sure in a rush and with Laura’s pants being under the bed, we didn’t have much time. Laura stood up and started to put her pants back on. We were in a panic. We were hoping she had some groceries or something in the trunk. That would have bought us some time. She didn’t have any; she came straight to the door. Laura got her pants on but the magazine was still on the bed. The front door opened and the first thing out of her mom’s mouth was “Laaauraaaa?” I grabbed the magazine and ran to the door leading into the hallway. We couldn’t let Laura’s mom see us in her room together alone, it would have looked odd. At the end of the hallway, there was a door leading to Roy’s room. His room had a sliding door leading to the backyard. That was our best bet. So we tip toed through Roy’s room and exited to the back yard. They lived right next door to my grandmother, so I hopped the fence over to her backyard. I was home free. That was definitely a close call. I went into the front yard and treated myself to well deserved drink from the water hose.

Laura had asked me over another time after that but things would always come up. Someone would come home before we could start or my aunt would call me in the house for odd reasons. I don’t think they were hip to what was happening it was just coincidence. One faithful day, I had been left home while my uncle went to the store. His store trips were usually a good hour or two. Laura was home as well. It’s not like I was anxious to give her what she needed, I guess I was addicted to the adrenaline rush of doing all that sneaking around. I had also reached a turning point.

A week before that faithful day, I was over her house once again. She had already taken her pants off and we were in the same situation as before. I guess she heard a noise outside so she got up and walked to the kitchen doorway to investigate. That’s when I saw it. Laura had ass. That was the day I officially became as ass man. The way that her caramel colored butt jiggled was hypnotizing. I couldn’t stop staring. It was short lived. Her mom had arrived so we quickly made a beeline to our usual exit.

So I‘m home with no adult supervision. I had a new motivation. I was going to be the hunter this time, which was really unusual. I love being hunted. I went over to her house. While knocking on the screen door, I had noticed that there was no car in the driveway. She was probably gone. However, someone had started to open the door. I just knew it was her senile granny. I had planned to just ask for Roy. It was Laura. Could this opportunity be more perfect? No. I walked in. She didn’t hesitate. She went right to business. We went into her room and closed the door. We totally skipped the black tail magazine this time. She took off her pants and kicked them under the bed. She sat on the bed and opened her legs “Liiiick it”. I rationalized the situation. I had figured if I were to go ahead and lick her pussy, I would definitely be deserving of some of that sweet caramel ass that I had saw the other day. I don’t know exactly what I would have done to it but fair exchange is certainly no robbery. So I looked at it. Still nice clean and shaven. So I got on my knees. I stalled for a few seconds as I gathered up my last bit of courage. I leaned in closer to her to her thighs. I took a brief look up and could see that she was getting hotter as I got closer. I stuck out my tongue and moved closer. I put my hands on her outer thighs. I gave it a lick. From the bottom to the top of the lips. She went crazy. I could feel her goose bumps on her thighs. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in. I started to eat her pussy. She went insane. She was moaning like crazy. After about 15 more seconds I stopped. I felt like it was becoming one sided. It slipped my mind what I really came there for. Her ass. She was shocked. “Why’d you stop?” she said. I hadn’t developed my mackin’ skills yet so I wasn’t smooth at all. “It’s my turn.” I replied. “Your turn for what?” I couldn’t believe this. What did she think this was? The pleasure Laura only show? No it wasn’t. She went on about how she wanted to see what it felt like. It was her fantasy and she wanted me to be the one do it. She said her piece. ……Piece of shit! We could have been doing all types of stuff because she was still naked from the waist down. She used one of Roy’s favorite phrases on me. “Get out of my yard.” Except she replaced yard with house.

I had been chopped and screwed. I felt embarrassed and molested. I’ll admit I was bitter as well. So for payback I snitched on her to my aunt. I’m not sure what my aunt said to her but I’ll be damned to hell if Laura and her family didn’t pack up and move the following week. I never spoke to her again after the incident. A few years later she did pop up of my grandmother’s house shortly after my cousin was born. I didn’t even want to see her. I went in the other room while she spoke to my grandmother. My grandmother later told me that she said “Hi.” I had learned my lesson for not collecting up front.

Episode 4: Horny Toad (part 2)

So it's time for bed. We start heading to the room. I had to get my nightly last drink of water though, so I stopped in the kitchen. That darn water cooler always kept the water ice cold. it was so cold that you couldn't even enjoy it. You had to take your time drinking it. I always hated that cooler, that's why I'd just drink from the sink most of the time.

So when we got into the room we turned out all the lights and tried to go to bed. However Nesha wanted to talk about her phone conversation with that bum she was digging. The cool thing about Nesha is that she liked to play R&B music before she went to bed every night. I guess thats where i got that from. It became my favorite past time in High School. So while they were talking, I'm grooving to the music. I think Nesha was playing some Jodeci. They'd throw me a bone here and there and try to include me in their conversations but I couldn't offer much input. i was only a kid. They talked and talked until 3-4 am. I ended up dosing off for about 15 min only to be awakened by Nesha's horrid snoring. JS was still awake. "BJ, you up?" She whispered. "Yea." We just started talking about different things all through the night.

At the time there was a girl in my class that I was really fond of. Vanisha. I had a thing for light skinned girls. I dont know what it was. Her grill was jacked up and her braids were usually fuzzy but that was my woman. Anyway, JS was giving me advice on how i could impress her. it was great advice. After I got what I need, I started to get tired. I was dipping in and out. JS was still awake and wanted to talk. She was going on and on about how she couldn't get a boyfriend. She couldn't understand it. I understood why though. She was a really nerdy girl just with big boobs and a big butt. However, you would never know because she wore shorts and t-shirts all the time. She had light skin, wore braces, and was very intelligent. We lived in Compton. She was totally out of her element. I on the other hand thought she was cool. I even told her that as we were laying there. I had always been a real gentleman until around 2005. Don't ask. She seemed like she dug what I was saying. maybe no one had ever told her that before? Who knows.

She really appreciated the compliment. She told me over and over. I felt really good. She then started asking me what qualities i look for in women. Well, I couldn't really answer that because i was only a kid, I didn't really have a preference. It seems like she was open to anything. She did say she preferred a smart man. Then things got a little weird. She was enjoying our conversation so much that she uttered the words all young men dread from cougars. "I wish you were older." It was bitter sweet. It really didn't help me much but I took it for what it was worth. She had asked me if I had ever kissed a girl before. I replied with a tentative "yes!" I was lieing my butt off. She asked me to tell her the story about how it happened. I proceeded to tell her the most rediculous tall tale I had ever told anyone. As a matter of fact it was right out of a movie I had saw earlier with a young Matt Dillion called "Little Darlings". I was slick indeed because she totally bought it. I felt like a "G". Thinking everything was cool, I turned around and tried to go to sleep. I had no clue how hot she had gotten from the lie I just told her. How did I know?

She told me she was bored and wanted to play a game. This was a new game I had never heard of. The rules were she was going to take my hand and rub it across something and my job was to guess what it was and I had to keep my eyes closed. Fun indeed. So the first object she chose felt kind rough but thick. It was too rough to be a shirt and too thick to be a pillowcase. It was her blanket. I got that one right. The second item was hard and cold. It felt like some sort of plastic. I was unsure of what this could be until i felt buttons. It was the phone! Two right so far! The next item was thin and warm. It was her shirt. That one was easy because I could feel the tension of her pulling the shirt to my hand. The next item...........was not too hard but not too soft. It was warm, and had some give to it. As she rubbed my wrist back and forth against it, the object seemed to snap back into place with every stroke. I was stuck. But she wouldn't stop rubbing my wrist against it. She sped up a little. Still couldn't guess. She rubbed my wrist against it faster. "Ohhhhhh, I know what this is!" I muttered. I pulled my hand back and could not say a word. i was paralyzed. I was so shocked that this was happening to me. It was her nipples. A strong sense of fear and pride came over me. I was fearful not because i was a minor but because i didn't know what to do next. Well, what do you usually o to nipples?

I had a great time. It was an awesome experience bar none. I was never one of those kids who always told their parents everything. I wasn't going to get JS in trouble like that. I actually enjoyed it too. We probably would have both gotten in trouble if I would have snitched. That "stop snitchin'" stigma gets put on you early. I won't lie and tell you that I saw people get shot every night in my backyard. My block just wasn't that bad. So while my innocence wasn't lost all at once, it was chipped away at slowly but surely. As a young kid in Compton you will get desensitized to certain things. Mine just happened to be sex.