We had no longer gotten out of sight of Stacey, when another clearing appeared. It was as if it had been made especially for us. Dave sat on the soft grass and leaned back against the tree that was shading them. I snuggled up against him and reached over to unbutton his shirt. His chest was covered with hair and I ran my hands through them. He put his arm around my waist and like a boy in a drive-in theater, sneaked his hand against my small breasts. Dave said, "I want to be open with you, I don't want to ever hurt you, so if you ever feel uncomfortable, just say no and we'll stop." These were the words that I so needed to hear. I knew that he would stop if we got too far. Slowly my hand trailed down his chest. Dave allowed me to do everything. I was in complete control. This way I also knew I wouldn't have to worry about doing anything that I did not want to. But, oh did my body want to. I could already feel the moisture building up deep between my thighs in anticipation of what might, no, would happen.

He watched me reach down and slowly untie the strings that held his pants up. I slipped my hands inside his pants and attempted to tug them down. Dave lifted up and allowed me to pull them down exposing his briefs. His cock was already straining to be free. Leaning over he pulled his pants the rest of the way off. Then he turned to me, and said, "Now it's my turn to please you…".

Dear Diary,

I had to take a break just now. Reflecting back on some of these memories has gotten me excited just thinking about the new and exciting pleasures my body and mind has been awakened to. Thank goodness I am typing this, or my hands would show a definite shaking in the writing. I'm going to get a glass of diet coke and get right back to writing this while I still have it all fresh in my mind.

Dave gently lay me on my back, with it leaned against the tree he had been resting on, and lifted my tee-shirt over my head. My tiny nipples stood out crying for attention. He obliged them, by leaning over and gently sucking the edges of my buds.