Well, it all started on a hot summer day in the month of July. Little League was in full swing and my summer of love was just beginning. At the time, my life consisted of your average childhood fare, playing ball, watching cartoons, and bullshitting with my buds about chicks and what-not. Never had I dreamed that that summer would be the one that would add an element of truth to my repertoir of sex stories. She was a woman, well an eighteen year old woman anyway. To protect the innocent (Well kinda innocent, I guess our act of passion does constitute statuatory rape in some states.). We will leave her name as Brunhilda, not too pretty in retrospect, but at the time she was an angel with braces, acne and a bad overbite. She lived down the street, just a binocular's eye view from my bedroom window. Needless to say, before our encounter I had loved her many times within the confines of my young mind. Vivid are my memories of my first sexual encounter. Brunhilda came to one of my finer performances on the dirt diamond. I was three for three with a triple and two singles. Little did I know that luck on the field would overflow into my lovelife. She congradulated me after my performance with a smile so inviting that the pants of my little ball suit lost their innocent fit. I was hard and she knew it. At the sight of my bulge her eyes burned bright, but not nearly as bright as the crimson hue of my soft young cheeks for now my parents and teammates were surrounding me. Luckily a baseball glove acts as a more than adequate shield from the leering eyes of my peers. I left the park in such haste that I forgot my love standing by the bleachers. Later that evening I decided to tour my neighborhood by means of my trusty Huffy G3-X. The area centered upon was the region within visual range of my sexual objective. Within minuits of departure, I saw my love already sitting on her porch, waiting. After what seemed like hours of torturing uneasiness and awkward conversation, I was overwhelmed by my lust. Thrown by my passion, my head lunged toward hers. There it was, the kiss. Unhindered by the pain of flayed lips caused by the corrective wires connected to her teeth, I continued on my journey of sexual conquest. My body trembled slightly as my hands roamed free about her countryside. My intent was quite evident, she was to be mine. But then came the word, the word that seemed to just hang there for a while before it came crashing down upon my now raging lebido, "Stop" she uttered. Then came the last ditch, from deep within the recesses of my young bag-o-tricks came a weapon more powerful than any that a man can utilize. Yes, the puppy dog eyes were displayed in full force. At the sight of my secret weapon her defences crumbled. She was mine. There was only one problem, where was my love to blossom? After a quick batch of hasty thought, one place came to mind, my father's trusty old El Camino. Full of lust energy we ran, the only hinderance of my speed was the rock hard means of injection wedged between my leg and my Levi's. Finally my love and I were at the threshold of my dream. My mind raced, I fumbled with the door handle, then finally the door was open. Our bodies fell effortlessly onto the bench seat of my father's chariot. The seat belt fixtures were still hot from the long summer day, they burned my flesh but this I did not notice. My mind was too fixated on her eighteen year old body pressed up against mine. Her firm breast which was now only covered by her bra and my hands, her steamy moistness pressed tightly against my crotch. We removed the remainder of our clothing and held each other in a long, hot embrace, the sweat of our bodies facilitating the smooth intertwining of our love. I tried to put it in but the exact location of her honey hole escaped me. With her anxious assistance, I dove headlong into the promised land. Like a champion I thrusted, once for lust, once for love, and once for all of the fourteen year-olds out there that dream of this day! Then BAM!! a shock sent my body into a sudden convulsion. My toes curled, the hair stood at attention at the back of my neck, the white stallions that drove my lust had broken free of their reins! Oh heaven is an El Camino and the angel has an overbite! I entered the car an awkward child, I exited a mature adult,head high, back bowed, I was the man.