This is a re-write of a tale I did a few years 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 substantial ( but not her real epithet ).

Our parents owned household adjacent door to each other. The neighborhood was downhearted middle category, so almost all families were living bridge player to mouth. Her Dad was a union mechanic and did well enough so her mom did not receive to play. My Dad's goal in spirit was to own a home, something his parents couldn't do. My female parent worked as a Koran keeper for a woman's clothing shop, and dad delivered inflame oil and gasoline. Being untested in the slap-up depression, dad quit shoal when he was 14 to facilitate support his family, and was not well educated, hence the get down pay. However, we had a dwelling, food on the table and a car that ran. Not a new one, but it got us where we wanted to go. But we had very fiddling else.

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


I was very skinny and only 5.7, 117 # at commencement exercise from H S. I wore very thick shabu, and was very smart ; I was viewed as a nerd. The only athletics I ever did was cut through country runner in my elder yr. I was not that good, but the Phys Ed teacher promised me an"A"if I did this. My GPA was very of import to me. Being that we were poor, I kept my cogitation up to make a erudition potential, as that was the ONLY way I was going to college. And college was my slate out of being poor.

Sue. She was about 5-5, 120 #, diminished thorax, collar distance black hair with a cute boldness. Was not ugly or"hot"and would not resist out in a gang. She was definitely a tomboy. She also dressed like one of the boy : loose fitting jean or warm up drawers, and a baggy sweatshirt. Moreover, the neighborhood guys treated her like"one of the guys"She was a gifted athlete, particularly in truehearted pitch softball. Her schoolhouse team took the nation patronage, and this got her a encyclopaedism to a state college in a town about 100 miles away.

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

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

He called her a gay woman, in front of a lot of other guys. She did not date, as she just did not witness nigh Guy to be"suitable ”. She was not a sapphic or Bi. As said, just did not find the right guy. I suspect she wanted a male counterpart of her, like someone who was athletic and understand competition.

So I comforted her and told her they were unseasonable. And I would be very happy to take her out on a day of the month, if she would have me. So, we made a date for dinner and the movies that Saturday. I worked office time in food military service at the sports stadium so I had some outlay 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 of the zodiac front door. She had on a courteous dress, heels, did her whisker and looked very cute and feminine. I had on a wooing and tie. We looked damn good.

The dinner was good and we talked about things not related to school. Then in the moving picture theatre of operations, she puts her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her. She puts her hand on my leg and chafe it, but not near my Johnson. So I do the Lapp to her and she smiles. We snuck some candy kiss, but cypher serious. Like Brother and sis. On the way base, I mentioned that my parents were not expected back until former, so she said"let's go in and talk some more. My dad won't mind, he trusts you"

She mentioned that she was still a bit taken back about that dude's lesbian input. I said I will bring up to some guys that I went on a date with you and you are not a lesbian, and a very nice daughter. She jumped into my lap and started kissing me on my sassing. This was definitely NOT a brother/sister kiss. Yeah, boy I was enjoying it, and my President Lyndon 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 ripe tonight. You should wear clothes more often. Matter of fact, maybe if you wear more feminine apparel, like apparel and chick, it may facilitate erase the bad mouth that guy did on you"

Then she asked :"Have you had sex with a girlfriend, yet ?"( I did not date much either, because being a nerd ; the `` poise '' girls were matter to in the suspensor or otherwise"cool"guys ) I said"No"

She said :"Some of the young woman at schooltime were talking about sex they had, and all I could do was listen. So, I would like you to be my first and give away my cherry red, but, not this night. We will contrive this, and since neither of us has experience, see what you can find in Christian Bible. You are right at research than me"( this was way before net ).

I said"I will do so, and get some protection"

In that state you had to be 18 to go into an adult bookstore or to buy prophylactic. This was an old town and mostly very religious hoi polloi. Talking about sex is prohibited, and it was not covered in hygiene classes in H S. A fellow wonk, who was one-time, found an illustrated book of"Pleasing the char in your lifespan"somewhere, which discussed arousal, spot, and afterwards. ( He must have went to another town ) Today just ask the internet and you shall receive.

I got rock hard just reading the book. Sue and I planned this for Friday dark, as both sets of parents had something going on away from the menage. I went over there. Her bed was bigger. She was wearing the same attire as on our"date"nighttime. haircloth done, looked as serious as ever. I showed her the Word. We started with the foreplay character : kissing, foundling and playing each early, and playing with each others equipment. I found the button and rubbed it, while she stroked my dick. She got very wet very promptly. 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 rip and/or cum on her bed for her mother to chance later. Then I put on a condom, and mounted her in the missionary position, as this was the maiden one in the exemplification. She was and on the tight side, however, already very wet, so I pushed it in until I came to her hymen. She said"Go for it. fast and last"and this is what I did. She let out a shriek when it broke, and I stopped. She said : `` Stay like this for a bit and let me get used to it."

After a while :"support going now"I got it all the way in and by that metre 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 military force, and squeezed my dick with her pussy muscles, and had her low gear orgasm. We just laid there for a few minute of arc.

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

I said :"I'm biz to learn more than"

She found"cowgirl"in the ledger. She straddled me, grabbed my turncock, positioned herself on it, and slid down on my very wet cock, balls deep. I think it went in further in this position, because I it felt bottomed out. Here's where her athletic power and leg sinew made for the best girl-on-top I ever had. Hey, all you have to do is lay there and delay hard. Then, she had another orgasm and I came. Being I was 17, I stayed laborious, and after a rest period, we went at it again. Both of us had another sexual climax. 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 finish night. She told her we read a volume and studied forcible stuff. We both laughed…….After all she did not lie to her mother.

During a few of the next encounters, we tried some of the early things in the book.. We both had reservations on oral. It was not a popular as today, and the view of putting your back talk on that area, was a bit repulsive. We decided one time to launder each other up in the exhibitor and try it. We got used to it fast and liked it. However, we always washed before ( and after ) for all the oral exam encounter, as a personnel of drug abuse. We did 69, and had sex open a few times. However, we agreed on our favorite position being cowgirl. I thought she liked being in kick. Not that I am complaining ...

Neither her, or my, parents even remotely suspected our bodily function. Around the house we acted like Brother and sister, or best friends. A couple of times when we went out, her dad let us use his car when my household took ours somewhere. He once made a remark : `` What the hell did you do to get her ino a dress ? '' However, our sexual confrontation were carefully well continue mystery. I escorted her to the older prom. She did get aid from our champion in the prom dress her mother sewed. She was more popular, especially with the boys, as she looked a lot more feminine. The young woman were more receptive as `` one of their own ''.

Then, summertime came and went. She was going to college 100 miles away, to study side to teach, and a minor 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 chain armour and sometimes a earpiece call. During the breaks, her father loaned me their car to work her nursing home, as he worked days and her female parent did not repel. We did our affair when she was home. The next summer, she stayed at school. She found out that she could calibrate earlier and maybe go for a masters degree with the money allocated. I worked that summer and saved up enough for a jalopy of a car. Looked like crap with rusted face because of the winter route salt, but ran very well.

I made a few trips to confabulate her and we kept each former satisfied. I saw that she dressed in bird and dresses. Let her hair get a bit longer, like shoulder length. Looked like a convention college miss. She had lots of supporter. And she looked a lot cuter.

During her 3 rd year she met a guy who was a pitcher ( and captain ) on the varsity baseball team. She was the sea captain of the playground ball team, which was in rivalry for the national title. She fell in love with him and our sex sessions came to a screetching stop. 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 sign of the zodiac near where I worked. We did OK money Isaac Mayer Wise. Wife was a homemaker, and did not want to work. We had a daughter. She married her high schooling sweetheart right hand after graduation, and they moved to another Ithiel Town about an 60 minutes diva away. We visited each other a lot.

Sue and her guy got get married. However, he got injured and his baseball career was over. But he had a point in strong-arm breeding. They accepted teaching positions out of province, although his was at a different schooling in the same town. Their son became a data processor wiz. We corresponded with Christmas cards, letter of the alphabet, etc. We never told our spouses or parents about the Sex Ed session.

fasting forward about 20 eld. One day she called me and said her husband died in an auto chance event. The other driver was drunk, and was driving a company car. The party did not want it publicize, so they settled out of court with a bombastic amount the adjacent day. I went to the funeral. She was very judder up, as they had a good thing going. I said if you need anything I can do, anticipate me. We met a few multiplication and talked about different things, but no sexual tones. I was married and happy, and she knew this and honored it.

2 geezerhood later, my wife had some blood vessel near the essence burst. She died before they got her to the infirmary. Sue was at the funeral, and said to call her if I need anything, or someone to talk to. My company paid 100 % for both our life indemnity policies, in the amount of 2 years of MY earnings, so I did not let any financial worries. After a while I tried some dates with other women, but there was never any medicine, if you know what I mean..

A few months later, Sue's son got married. I was asked to be voice of the head table, next 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 fix it permanent"She said she will drive there tomorrow.

They succeeding day, she arrived about noon. I made some tiffin. After lunch we had a retentive talk of the town. Then, she took my paw and extend 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 wearing apparel. Who am I to indicate ? I noticed her leg were still mesomorphic, and she was in good shape, as also I was. I commented on this, and she said while she was teaching, she coached the missy softball team. Then, in a mischievous vox she said"cowgirl ?"I said"ride em cowgirl"

We did that, and some other billet. We lay in bed and talked more. Her husband did not like cowgirl and any posture where he was n't the `` team captain ''. She said although her husband had a somewhat bounteous shaft, ( He was 6-4 ) sex was better with me. Being 5-7 ; I made up for it with technique. I said my married woman was maybe twice a week for sex, but would not do oral, either receiving or giving. Her religious background was quite heavy. However, I learned to live with it being she was a great married woman otherwise.

After 6 months, we got married. She gave her house to her son, and we made my house our menage. I had a more modern home, in the suburbs, with a pool and an exercise elbow room. With the combination of her small town and my wife's life insurance, we did not have to process. We were retired in our 50s. We both volunteered for the public schoolhouse organization to facilitate problem youngster get thru school.

She had brought a lot of boxful which got placed into my storage domain over the garage. I had poppycock there which sat from the fourth dimension I moved in. About a year later, we went thru them to fling undesirable and display some wanted souvenir, and we found the fountainhead used, dog-eared sex Good Book we used as teenagers. We laughed, cried and went to the bedchamber .