This is a re-write of a story I did a few year ago. hope you all like it.

The story is largely fiction, however, it is based on some of my early on animation's happenings, and Sue was real ( but not her real name ).

Our parents owned house next door to each other. The neighborhood was lowly middle family, so almost all home were living hand to mouth. Her Dad was a union machinist and did well enough so her mom did not feature to cultivate. My Dad's finish in life was to own a home, something his parents couldn't do. My mother worked as a book custodian for a woman's clothing shop, and dad delivered ignite oil and gasoline. Being young in the great depression, dad quit schooling when he was 14 to help support his kin, and was not well educated, hence the blue pay. However, we had a home, intellectual nourishment on the board and a car that ran. Not a new one, but it got us where we wanted to go. But we had very little else.

Sue and I met when we moved in, about in the 6 th grade. Being only children, we treated each other like sidekick and sister ( in a non-sexual way ) until later. Read on…..


I was very boney and only 5.7, 117 # at gradation from H S. I wore very loggerheaded ice, and was very fresh ; I was viewed as a swot. The exclusively athletics I ever did was cross state offset in my senior year. I was not that good, but the Phys Ed teacher promised me an"A"if I did this. My GPA was very significant to me. Being that we were piteous, I kept my studies up to make a scholarship possible, as that was the ONLY way I was going to college. And college was my ticket out of being poor.

Sue. She was about 5-5, 120 #, diminished chest, collar length ignominious hair with a precious face. Was not ugly or"hot"and would not stand out in a gang. She was definitely a tomboy. She also dressed like one of the son : loose meet jeans or warm up up pants, and a baggy sweatshirt. Moreover, the vicinity guy treated her like"one of the guy cable"She was a gifted athlete, particularly in degraded sales talk softball. Her school team took the state championship, and this got her a learning to a land college in a town about 100 miles away.

She had trouble with math and science. That's where I came in, helping her sketch that 2 discipline. She was good in English and social subject, though, and helped me thru them in H S.

When we were elder, one day she came over crying. She was harassed by one of the popular guys because of her athletic accomplishments. Those guy wire migrated to the cheerleader type of girl. You know, blonde, small and bimbos

He called her a lesbian, in movement of a lot of other hombre. She did not date, as she just did not find oneself most guys to be"suitable ”. She was not a Lesbian or Bi. As said, just did not obtain the right guy. I suspect she wanted a male counterpart of her, like someone who was athletic and understands competition.

So I comforted her and told her they were wrong. And I would be very happy to acquire her out on a date, if she would consume me. So, we made a escort for dinner and the movies that Saturday. I worked part time in solid food service at the sportswoman stadium so I had some spending money.

Dad and mom went somewhere with an old friend and his wife, and the friend was driving, so dad let me use the car. I picked her up at her sign forepart door. She had on a nice clothes, heels, did her hair and looked very cute and womanly. I had on a lawsuit and tie. We looked damn good.

The dinner was sound and we talked about matter not related to school. Then in the pic theater, she puts her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her. She puts her hand on my leg and fray it, but not near my Lyndon Baines Johnson. So I do the Saami to her and she smiles. We snuck some buss, but nothing serious. Like brother and baby. On the way home, I mentioned that my parents were not expected back until late, so she said"let's go in and talk some more. My dad won't creative thinker, he trusts you"

She mentioned that she was still a bit taken back about that dude's lesbian remark. I said I will advert to some guys that I went on a day of the month with you and you are not a lesbian, and a very gracious daughter. She jumped into my lap and started kissing me on my brim. This was definitely NOT a brother/sister osculation. Yeah, boy I was enjoying it, and my Johnson came to attention. She felt that happen and said"Did I do that ? ``

I said"yes, I really meant it when I said you look really good tonight. You should wear clothes more often. issue of fact, maybe if you wear to a greater extent womanly clothes, like dresses and annulus, it may avail erase the bad mouth that guy did on you"

Then she asked :"Have you had sex with a missy, yet ?"( I did not date practically either, because being a grind ; the `` cool off '' girls were interested in the athlete or otherwise"cool"hombre ) I said"No"

She said :"Some of the missy at school were talking about sex they had, and all I could do was listen. So, I would like you to be my first and discontinue my cherry tree, but, not tonight. We will plan this, and since neither of us has experience, see what you can observe in Holy Scripture. You are better at research than me"( this was way before internet ).

I said"I will do so, and get some protective covering"

In that state you had to be 18 to go into an grownup bookstore or to buy safety. This was an old townsfolk and mostly very religious people. Talking about sex is proscribed, and it was not covered in hygiene classes in H S. A fellow nerd, who was older, found an illustrated al-Qur'an of"Pleasing the womanhood in your lifespan"somewhere, which discussed foreplay, positions, and afterwards. ( He must accept went to another town ) Today just ask the internet and you shall receive.

I got rock hard just reading the book of account. Sue and I planned this for Fri night, as both sets of parents had something going on away from the house. I went over there. Her bed was gravid. She was wearing the same clothes as on our"date"Night. Hair done, looked as estimable as ever. I showed her the Scripture. We started with the arousal share : snuggling, foundling and playing each former, and playing with each others equipment. I found the clit and rubbed it, while she stroked my dick. She got very wet very quick. I thought I was going to cum way before I was supposed to, so I slowed down.

She put extra bedding down as we did not want to get blood and/or cum on her bed for her mother to find later. Then I put on a condom, and mounted her in the missionary position, as this was the first one in the instance. She was and on the tight incline, however, already very wet, so I pushed it in until I came to her hymen. She said"Go for it. Fast and cease"and this is what I did. She let out a shriek when it broke, and I stopped. She said : `` Stay like this for a consequence and let me get used to it."

After a piece :"Keep going now"I got it all the way in and by that time she was moaning and dripping wet. Both of us were really enjoying this, I'll tell you. She stiffened up, pushed against me with more effect, and squeezed my prick with her slit heftiness, and had her first orgasm. We just laid there for a few minutes.

After a while, she said,"Get off me. I want to expect up a position where I am on top"

I said :"I'm game to pick up more"

She found"cowgirl"in the record. She straddled me, grabbed my tool, positioned herself on it, and slid down on my very wet peter, balls mysterious. I think it went in further in this positioning, because I it felt bottomed out. Here's where her gymnastic ability and leg muscles made for the best girl-on-top I ever had. Hey, all you have to do is lay there and continue hard. Then, she had another sexual climax and I came. Being I was 17, I stayed hard, and after a rest, we went at it again. Both of us had another orgasm. We cleaned up and I went home, as the parents were due back soon.

The next day she came over and said her mother asked what we did terminal nighttime. She told her we read a book and contemplate strong-arm hooey. We both laughed…….After all she did not lie to her mother.

During a few of the next skirmish, we tried some of the other things in the book.. We both had reservation on oral. It was not a popular as today, and the thought process of putting your mouthpiece on that area, was a bit abhorrent. We decided one time to dampen each other up in the shower and try it. We got used to it fast and liked it. However, we always washed before ( and after ) for all the viva voce brush, as a force-out of drug abuse. We did 69, and had sex outdoors a few times. However, we agreed on our deary stance being cowgirl. I thought she liked being in charge. Not that I am complaining ...

Neither her, or my, parents even remotely suspected our natural action. Around the house we acted like Brother and babe, or dependable friends. A couple of times when we went out, her dad let us use his car when my family took ours somewhere. He once made a comment : `` What the Hell did you do to get her ino a dress ? '' However, our sexual encounters were carefully well unbroken mystery. I escorted her to the senior prom. She did get attention from our friends in the promenade apparel her mother sewed. She was more pop, especially with the boy, as she looked a lot to a greater extent feminine. The girls were more centripetal as `` one of their own ''.

Then, summer came and went. She was going to college 100 miles away, to study English to instruct, and a pocket-sized in teaching phys ed.

I was accepted in a local technical college with a learning, and studied electronics. Being we were not moneyed ; I lived at home and took the bus. Sue and I corresponded with mail and sometimes a phone call. During the breakout, her father loaned me their car to get her habitation, as he worked days and her mother did not tug. We did our matter when she was place. The next summer, she stayed at schooling. She found out that she could calibrate other and maybe go for a maestro degree with the money allocated. I worked that summer and saved up enough for a bus of a car. Looked like crap with rusted sides because of the winter route salinity, but ran very well.

I made a few head trip to confabulate her and we kept each other satisfied. I saw that she dressed in bird and apparel. Let her hair farm a bit longer, like berm distance. Looked like a rule college young lady. She had lots of friends. And she looked a lot cuter.

During her 3 rd twelvemonth she met a guy who was a pitcher ( and captain ) on the varsity baseball team. She was the captain of the softball team, which was in contention for the national title. She fell in love with him and our sex seance came to a screetching check. But we still corresponded and talked when she came home. Again like brother and sister.

After getting my degree, I went to work as an engineer, at a local company. I found a girl I liked and got married. We bought a house near where I worked. We did OK money wise. wife was a homemaker, and did not call for to work. We had a daughter. She married her high schoolhouse sweetheart right after graduation, and they moved to another town about an hour dive away. We visited each other a lot.

Sue and her guy got espouse. However, he got injured and his baseball career was over. But he had a degree in Physical Education. They accepted teaching locating out of state, although his was at a different school in the same townsfolk. Their son became a computer wiz. We corresponded with Christmas Day board, letters, etc. We never told our spouses or parents about the Sex Ed Roger Sessions.

fast forward about 20 age. One day she called me and said her husband died in an car fortuity. The early device driver was drunk, and was driving a company car. The company did not want it publicized, so they settled out of court of justice with a prominent amount the next day. I went to the funeral. She was very shake up up, as they had a upright thing going. I said if you need anything I can do, call me. We met a few clock time and talked about different things, but no sexual tones. I was married and happy, and she knew this and honored it.

2 yr later, my wife had some blood vessel near the heart explosion. She died before they got her to the hospital. Sue was at the funeral, and said to call her if I need anything, or someone to spill the beans to. My companionship paid 100 % for both our life policy insurance policy, in the amount of 2 age of MY salary, so I did not have any financial worries. After a piece I tried some dates with early womanhood, but there was never any music, if you know what I mean..

A few calendar month later, Sue's son got marital. I was asked to be persona of the mind board, side by side to her. We got to talking afterward, and I said :"Now that your son is married, why don't you come and stay with me for a piece. If it works out, we can shit it permanent"She said she will drive there tomorrow.

They next day, she arrived about noon. I made some lunch. After dejeuner we had a retentive talk. Then, she took my manus and result me to the bedroom. She said :"It's been way too long for both of us, let's please each other like we used to."She started taking off her clothes. Who am I to argue ? I noticed her peg were still muscular, and she was in good form, as also I was. I commented on this, and she said while she was teaching, she coached the daughter softball team. Then, in a mischievous voice she said"cowgirl ?"I said"ride em cowgirl"

We did that, and some other positions. We lay in bed and talked more. Her married man did not like cowgirl and any place where he was n't the `` team chieftain ''. She said although her husband had a somewhat bigger cock, ( He was 6-4 ) sex was better with me. Being 5-7 ; I made up for it with technique. I said my wife was maybe twice a calendar week for sex, but would not do oral, either receiving or giving. Her religious backcloth was quite heavy. However, I learned to be with it being she was a corking wife otherwise.

After 6 months, we got married. She gave her menage to her son, and we made my family our home. I had a more modern home, in the suburbs, with a pool and an exercising room. With the combination of her resolution and my wife's spirit policy, we did not have to work. We were retired in our 50s. We both volunteered for the public schooltime system to help job child get thru shoal.

She had brought a lot of box seat which got placed into my entrepot area over the garage. I had stuff there which sat from the time I moved in. About a twelvemonth later, we went thru them to discard unwanted and display some wanted mementos, and we found the wellspring used, dog-eared sex book we used as teenagers. We laughed, cried and went to the bedchamber .