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Prince Edward Island - by Paula
Growing up on Prince Edward Island was always a nice experience for me the air smelled like pine trees and the closeness of the sea brought relief form the warm summer temperatures that seemed to make your clothes stick to your skin even after a bath.

Anna Delusia and I grew up together, although she was 3-1/2 years older we were like sisters. We shared everything, even our clothes, until she started blossoming before me. It was late summer, a typical hot dry day and I decided to go to Anna's farm to spend the day with her. I had just turned 14 a week earlier and Anna was going to be 18 in the fall.

That day I wore a red & white checked dress, loose and airy down to my  knees, I remember it was comfortable and cool, and a pink ribbon that my Grandmother had put in my hair. "Do not you loose it was your great-grandmothers"...I can still hear her say. Anna had a way with me...she would take my hand as we walked along kassie's creek and it seemed so natural...I didn't know it then. but she was really becoming more to me.....

We eventually ended up at the barn, an imposing structure, as her father was one of the more successful farmers in the area. As we entered the cool darkness of the interior, it hit me like a wall it was so pleasant. We decided to go up to the loft, I didn't mind although the upper structure of the barn is always warmer...but the hay was fresh and it smelled so sweet. 

Anna went up the ladder first and by the time I got up she was on her  hands & knees at the hay-loft door, where we lift the bails and swing them into the loft, she was looking for her brothers in the barley fields, her dress was much like mine, loose and breezy, I remembered looking at her figure under the light fabric and yearning for the day that I had hips like hers, that could hold up my jeans. she turned over and fell into the hay, a big smile on her face, and she  had such a lovely face. oval with almond shaped blue eyes and golden hair to her shoulders. Grandma always said "golden haired girls are early to bloom" and that was Anna. I laid next to her. thinking of how fast the summer was going. and Anna would be off to University soon. my only real friend. grown & gone. not a happy prospect.

She must have been thinking the same thoughts...getting up on one elbow...she brought her face close to mine and look  very intently into my eyes, I had never seen her so serious. It sort of  worried me.."you know Paula"..she started..."I’ll soon be gone to school"  "will you miss me?”. my heart ached to tell her how much. but I couldn't  "oh yes" was all I could say...I'll just bet" she said...and it hurt! Up she rose. and was climbing down the ladder. with a cute smile on her face I can still I followed, but since it was close to dinner time I said my good-by's and went home. All night, in bed, I thought about Anna. the nearness of her face to me  that afternoon, the scent of her shampoo, and the sparkle in her blue eyes......... I never got to sleep. The next day I had to see her again, something pulled me there, to the barn, and I found Anna once again in the loft. "hi".. I said...what ya doing'" ..but my heart wasn't in it. I was so tired from not sleeping the night before. and the strange conflict in my heart, which I couldn't quite put my finger on. "hiiiii"..she a very strange way...drawing it out. I thought maybe she had been drinking. But I plopped down next to her, and snuggled into the hay, and she drew closer to me, we were both very happy that day. I had a feeling of destiny closing  in on me. We lay there looking up at the rafters, the ever-present "buzz" of the flies that are a part of every barn, and the wasp building the nest on the ceiling. It started to rain and the humidity rose. but the hay was soft and sweet and dry so we didn't mind.

 I undid the top two buttons of my dress, I wore no bra. didn’t need one yet (darn it!)..and let the air waif across my tiny breasts, bringing a moment of cool comfort. but then a drop of rain fell through the roof and onto my breast. Anna leaned over to me, but her hair fell over her face onto my breasts and I couldn’t see what she was doing...I was frozen in time. I felt her lips touch my breasts and kiss off the rain drop...!!! sent a shudder through me I was certain she felt because she lifted her head and brushed that golden hair of hers back from her face to reveal a strange look. her eyes were glazed over and she had that smile again. I could do was smile back... the moment stretched on like time had stopped...........but the next few minutes are etched in my mind like it happened yesterday....Anna reach under my dress to put her hand on my thigh...and I froze I would do several times in the next few minutes...she lifted my dress over my hips to expose my cotton panties...I was both ashamed and exhilarated...Anna put her fingers under the elastic band around my upper thigh and pulled aside the fabric . . . .. leaning over she placed her lips onto the flesh next to my mound...and kissed me sent another electric shock through me that almost made me bolt upright. But before I could protest. if I could even speak at that moment...she had her head down on my knees. kissing a very sensitive spot on the inside of my knee. a 14 year old girl has no way of knowing there are spots like that on her young body...and it was breathtaking. As she proceeded up the inside of my thigh...I began to notice the rough texture of her tongue..draging up the soft tissue of my thigh...I was again frozen. wondering what her destination was. but knowing all along in my heart, where she was taking this.

Without even feeling her doing it...she had my panties pulled down to my knees. and was lifting my legs up to bend them so she could have a more comfortable access to my split, and access she had now....she took one moment to stop, and smiled at me again, then lowered her head onto my clitoris....the shock of her tongue touching me there...well ... I bucked straight up......bridged my neck and I must have let out a small scream...because she gently shushed me...and went back to her pleasure...I was beginning to feel the rumblings of my first orgasm.. it built like the thunderstorm blowing outside and flooded across me like a tidal wave...time was suspended...when I regained my perception...I was aware of a sound like listening to sea shells with both ears. a whooshing sound...and slowly it was replaced with the sounds of the barn again, the buzzing flies and the rain...gently falling now... Anna had her head resting on my shoulder...kissing me softly...and stroking my heart was pounding so loud I thought everyone in town could hear it. and I could scarcely breath......when I looked over at Anna. her face was glistening all around her "wetness" was on her...and she was licking her upper mind was going in a million different directions...did she really like "my taste"...before I could ask her she reached out and drew me to her. I rolled over onto her and found myself hovering above her groin.....I pulled down her panties and was astonished to see she had a shaved mound...completely hairless. and the aroma...clean & sweet ..but with a earthy smell that mingled with the animal smells in the barn and the sweet smell of the hay...I went down to her slit with no shame....and tasted the wetness of her body...I found it was like licking honey off a spoon...I'll never forget that first taste as long as I live....and she let out the moan this time. like an animal......primitive and deep from inside her chest....I worked till I felt the climax building to a peak...and as she came...she gushed....into my mouth and down my chin....I drank deep............................................and time was suspended again.....we laid in each others arms for what seemed like hours.......waiting for the rain to stop...and hoping it never would.......As the summer wore on we met at the barn frequently...and she showed me different side to her times she would stalk me through the a tigeress..on her hands and knees. naked and covered with sweat...the straw sticking to her body. and her tangled mane of hair cascading over her shoulder and face. and she'd peek out  at me with one eye. the "hunger" clear...and I was compelled to obey  ....and when we were finished....she could lie there...her breasts   heaving... she'd see me looking at her...and like a "chased suzanna"  she would cover her nakedness with fluttering and..but looking every bit like otticelli's "angel" in the afternoon's soft light.  Anna went off to school that fall. and we slowly lost touch with each  other...but I will never forget her...or what we had for a few minutes on a rainy summer day on Prince Edward Island....




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Ms. Robboy is the Founder and Chief Executive Officer of The Center for Growth Inc and How To Have Good Sex Inc.  Alex practices marriage and family therapy and sex therapy, and also conducts periodic seminars about human sexuality throughout the northeastern United States.

Ms. Robboy graduated from the University of Pennsylvania where she earned a Masters degree in Social Work, a Certificate of Advanced Studies in Human Sexuality Education and a Post-Masters Certificate in Marriage Counseling & Sex Therapy. Through the American Board of Sexology, she is a board certified sexologist and through the American Association of Sex Educators Counselors and Therapists a certified sex therapist.  Additionally, she is a licensed clinical social worker and a member of the American Board of Marriage and Family Therapy.


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