He separated the tiny lips that covered my tunnel and his experienced tongue now whipped itself around my clitoris. I hadn't even realized I had such a part of my body that was so sensitive to a mans touch. Soon my hips were thrusting up to drive his face deeper into me. My juices were flowing forth and he was sucking it all up. As the first wave of intense buildup of unexplained emotions built up in me, I realized what exactly a orgasm was. I knew that my first real orgasm had began. I knew that my previous attempts of playing with myself, could never compare to this. It took several minutes of effort on his part, as I was still frightened and this made me slow in reaching first peak. The first spasm I felt seemed to almost exploded inside me. I clenched my teeth and hands. My pelvis thrust and pumped furiously against his experienced tongue. I could hear his slurping as he fought to push me into a deeper orgasm, and I let him drive his tongue deep inside me. Just when I thought I could take it no longer, another orgasm hit and I was bucking and thrusting again.

Dear Diary,

I want to make a note that it was 5:30 in the morning on Friday the 13'th, my 12'th birthday, when I had my first real orgasm. This day I will always remember as the beginning of my becoming a woman It felt GREAT!

Dave came up for air and lay down besides me. My breathing was still irregular. I knew now that the ultimate show of love was to satisfy one's partner, and not ones self. As I caught my breath, I stared down at the bulge in his shorts. Gosh it was good, to know that we could have this much intimacy and still be true to ourselves. Now that he had driven me to such etcasy, I wanted so much to please him in return.

I rose to a sitting position and looking at the bulge in his briefs, and laughing, I said "look like your little friend isn't so little and could use some attention." It was then he explained to me what a "69' really was. He told me to sit on his chest facing away from him.