I felt like the luckiest guy in the world during my teen years. I won't say exact age, but I wasn't exactly too young or exactly too old, but I fell in love/lust in the purest sense with my best friend Stephanie. She had, it seemed, become a woman all at once over the summer and we still were hanging out like we always had. It's just that I kept finding myself looking at her amazing tits. Which, like I said, seem to have arrived all at once in the course of a summer... And she noticed. 

And she watched my face with her usual devious smile when we were alone in my bedroom. When she took off her shirt. And her bra. Just for me..

Despite my being much more boy than she was woman, we found the time and occasion to explore our feelings. We masturbated each other in the back of her dad's truck, we slept out in a tent together naked in my sleeping bag, we screwed on the couch at my mom's apartment when she was away at work. It was an amazing beautiful time I was sorry to see go when her family moved away in the fall. But i couldnt even imagine having a better more wholesome-even start to love, lust, and sex.