Chapter 1

As a kid of 14, the summer holidays were a welcome break from all the crap relating to school and I couldn't wait for them to arrive. Fortunately, it was a lovely warm summer so no need to be cooped up in the house, my parents usually had to drag me in at night or even meals at times. I spent most of my time with my next-door neighbour Sarah. Sarah wasn't your typical girl, hardly ever wore a skirt as she was happier in either shorts or track suit bottoms, I guess looking back "tomboy" would be the word I'm looking for though I never saw that at the time. Sarah was two months younger than me, similar height, very slim with shoulder length brown hair, which was always tied up in some fashion.

I remember the first time we went swimming that year and I saw her in a bikini - wow what a difference a year makes. She had boobs, not huge but my god they brought a lump to my throat and elsewhere. I felt a bit guilty as she saw me looking and went bright red, I didn't know what to say so I just dove into the water and tried to think of anything other than girl bits. We swam around for a while, neither mentioning the awkward moment and soon things were back to normal. That image however, remained imprinted on my brain and there was the only thing I could think of when I took things in hand later that night.

The next day, at around 10am Sarah was at the door, with a smile from ear to ear as usual.

"I thought we could head over to the tree house today" she said and turned to walk away. For the second time in two days I found myself checking out her body. She wore a pair or white shorts that I hadn't seen before, no different to any of the others I had seen her in but not normally a colour she wore. I liked the way they followed the curves of her bottom, not too tight, just enough to show off her shape. What I really noticed though was her top. She never wore yellow, she never wore figure-hugging tops and never anything low cut.

Don't get me wrong, it wasn't exactly saying look at me but it made me look because it was such a change from the covered up type tops she had always worn. What the hell had happened to me? Just a couple of days ago I didn't have much interest in girls. Now I couldn't take my eyes off her.

We talked as usual as we walked towards the woods and I made a point of not checking her out, she was my best friend after all and I didn't want anything to change that. Well that worked right up until we reached the tree house. I climbed up first and as I reached the entrance I looked back down. Bloody Hell, I could see down the front of her top. That was it, instant hard on.

I turned quickly hoping she hadn't noticed my stare or my lump and sat down in the corner. Sarah climbed in and didn't say a word, which is unusual in itself. Neither of us were ever lost for words, thinking about that I guess I was a fairly quiet person, but never around Sarah. After a few minutes of silence Sarah finally spoke.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable" she said. I looked up and saw her staring at the floor.

She looked like she was about to burst into tears. I felt so guilty for what I had done and didn't know what to say. I sat for a moment; it felt like forever, before I finally picked up the courage to reply.

"I'm sorry Sarah, I know I shouldn't have stared down your top, I wont do it again I promise. Please don't hate me" I stuttered. Now I was the one staring at the floor.

"I know I'm not as big as Louise (her sister), are they really that bad?" she asked.

I looked up and noticed that Sarah had started to cry. I looked her up and down, but this time I wasn't looking at her body. She was beautiful. All the time she had been right in front of me and I hadn't really "seen" her.

"You are beautiful," I blurted out, not really meaning to say what I was thinking, but I couldn't help myself.

She raised her head and looked me in the eye.

"You're just saying that ... if you thought that then you wouldn't have looked away," she replied, wiping away the tears.

"I thought you would be mad at me for looking at you like that, so I stopped." I was sure that every time I opened my mouth I was just making things worse.

Sarah went on to explain that she wore that top for me.

She had noticed me looking at her in the bikini and actually liked the fact that I was looking. As she spoke she pulled her top a little tighter to show off her curves and asked me to be honest and tell her what I thought.

Well she asked me to look, to be honest I couldn't look away. I could see the outline of the white bra I had spied earlier but this time I got to have a long hard look. "Fantastic ... Absolutely fantastic" I stated. Once again I realised I had a hard on. Sarah's eyes widened, she was looking at me, no she was looking at my bulge.

She broke into a smile, from ear to ear. "You mean it, you actually mean it don't you" she said, all the time staring at my crotch. Realising that she wasn't mad at me anymore I sat upright and smiled back at her. Her gaze returned to my eyes and she slowly scooted across the floor towards me. She slowly raised her arms and hugged me close to her. The feelings were amazing. Yes I could feel her boobs pressing into me and as we rose to a kneeling position I could feel my erection pressing into her tummy.

At that moment, 10.32am to be precise I experienced my first kiss. Neither of us had kissed anyone properly before but that didn't matter. This was a moment to treasure as long as I live and I was so glad that I had that moment with Sarah. Sarah moved backwards slightly and looked down at my bulge.

"Can I see?" she asked.

"You ... you want to? I replied.

She looked back up with a big smile nodding her head yes.

"Can I see too?" I whispered. Sarah paused, bighting her bottom lip slightly and nodded yes. Sarah suggested that we both undress together, at the same time so that's what we started to do. I started to raise my t-shirt when Sarah took hold of my hands and stopped me. Looking into my eyes she took hold of my shirt and slowly raised it up and over my head and threw it into the corner.

Now it was my turn. I felt my hands shaking slightly but there was no way I was going to miss this opportunity; I placed my hands on her top and slowly began to raise it.

First I noticed the beautiful skin on her tummy, and then her bra-covered boobs slowly came into view. My god I had no idea, no idea that a pair of boobs could do this to my body. My hard on felt like it would burst. I threw her top onto the floor, not taking my eyes from her boobs for a single second. I expected Sarah to make the next move but she didn't. I looked up and saw Sarah smiling at me. She looked down at her bra then looked up at me again biting her lip and nodding yes. She wanted me to remove her bra. I had no idea how to remove a bra ... I reached around behind her but I fumbled and fumbled but couldn't work out how to undo it. Sarah removed my hands and place them on the top of her shoulders & reached around and undid the fastener. I slowly moved the straps off the edge of her shoulders and watched as her bra fell to the floor. What an amazing sight. They were just perfect. Not huge as I mentioned earlier, but I'm sure they would be a definite hand full. Her nipples stood proud and swollen. I had no idea what to say so I just took a moment to drink in her beauty. I could tell she was waiting for an answer ... a comment.a reaction. anything to tell her what I thought. I looked back into her eyes, whispered "Wow" and kissed her. A long deep, deep kiss that seemed to last forever but in someway ended too soon if that makes sense.