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

The level is largely fable, however, it is based on some of my early life's happening, and Sue was real ( but not her really name ).

Our parents owned houses side by side room access to each former. The region was lower middle class, so almost all family were living hand to mouth. Her Dad was a union mechanic and did well enough so her mom did not have to exercise. My Dad's goal in life was to own a domicile, something his parents couldn't do. My female parent worked as a Word of God keeper for a woman's clothing shop, and dad delivered inflame oil and gas. Being young in the corking depression, dad quit school day when he was 14 to avail indorse his family, and was not well educated, hence the take down pay. However, we had a home plate, solid food on the mesa 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 youngster, we treated each early like comrade and sister ( in a non-sexual way ) until later. Read on…..


I was very skinny and only 5.7, 117 # at commencement from H S. I wore very thick glassful, and was very smartness ; I was viewed as a dweeb. The only athletic competition I ever did was crisscross country ball carrier in my senior yr. I was not that undecomposed, but the Phys Ed teacher promised me an"A"if I did this. My GPA was very important to me. Being that we were pitiful, I kept my studies up to reach a scholarship possible, as that was the lonesome way I was going to college. And college was my ticket out of being poor.

Sue. She was about 5-5, 120 #, pocket-size chest, collar duration black hair with a cute face. Was not ugly or"hot"and would not abide out in a crowd. She was definitely a tomboy. She also dressed like one of the male child : loose fitting dungaree or warm up trouser, and a baggy sweatshirt. Moreover, the neighborhood guys treated her like"one of the cat"She was a gifted athlete, particularly in fast auction pitch softball game. Her school squad took the province championship, and this got her a scholarship to a state college in a town about 100 miles away.

She had problems with maths and skill. That's where I came in, helping her study that 2 field. She was skillful in English and social studies, 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 guys because of her athletic accomplishments. Those bozo migrated to the cheerleader type of young lady. You know, blonde, small and bimbos

He called her a lesbian, in front of a lot of former guys. She did not day of the month, as she just did not find oneself about hombre to be"suitable ”. She was not a Lesbian or Bi. As said, just did not find the right guy. I suspect she wanted a manly vis-a-vis of her, like someone who was acrobatic and empathize competition.

So I comforted her and told her they were wrong. And I would be very well-chosen to remove her out on a date, if she would have me. So, we made a escort for dinner and the moving picture that Sat. I worked character metre in food service at the fun stadium so I had some disbursal money.

Dad and mom went somewhere with an old champion and his married woman, and the acquaintance was driving, so dad let me use the car. I picked her up at her planetary house social movement threshold. She had on a overnice dress, hound, did her haircloth and looked very cute and feminine. I had on a lawsuit and tie. We looked damn good.

The dinner was skillful and we talked about matter not related to school. Then in the motion-picture show theater, she puts her head on my shoulder joint. I put my arm around her. She puts her deal on my leg and rubs it, but not near my Lyndon Johnson. So I do the Sami to her and she smiles. We snuck some candy kiss, but nothing grievous. Like sidekick and sister. On the way home, I mentioned that my parents were not expected back until deep, 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 buster's lesbian remark. I said I will mention to some guys that I went on a date with you and you are not a lesbian, and a very nice girl. She jumped into my lap and started kissing me on my backtalk. This was definitely NOT a brother/sister kiss. 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 apparel more often. thing of fact, maybe if you wear more feminine clothes, like apparel and wench, it may help oneself erase the bad backtalk that guy did on you"

Then she asked :"Have you had sex with a young woman, yet ?"( I did not date much either, because being a nerd ; the `` cool '' girl were interested in the jocks or otherwise"cool"Guy ) I said"No"

She said :"Some of the girls at school day were talking about sex they had, and all I could do was listen. So, I would like you to be my low gear and bring out my cherry, but, not tonight. We will plan this, and since neither of us has experience, see what you can find in book of account. You are better at research than me"( this was way before internet ).

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

In that state you had to be 18 to go into an grownup bookstore or to buy condom. This was an old town and mostly very religious people. Talking about sex is verboten, and it was not covered in hygiene category in H S. A fellow swot, who was older, found an illustrated book of"Pleasing the char in your animation"somewhere, which discussed foreplay, positions, and afterwards. ( He must have went to another town ) Today just ask the internet and you shall receive.

I got rock concentrated just reading the record book. Sue and I planned this for Fri Night, as both sets of parents had something going on away from the planetary house. I went over there. Her bed was large. She was wearing the Saame dress as on our"date"nighttime. Hair done, looked as in effect as ever. I showed her the book. We started with the stimulation function : kissing, foundling and playing each other, and playing with each others equipment. I found the clit and rubbed it, while she stroked my putz. 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 bloodline and/or cum on her bed for her mother to find oneself later. Then I put on a prophylactic, and mounted her in the missioner placement, as this was the showtime one in the illustrations. She was and on the tight side, however, already very wet, so I pushed it in until I came to her virginal membrane. She said"Go for it. fasting and finish"and this is what I did. She let out a shriek when it broke, and I stopped. She said : `` Stay like this for a import and let me get used to it."

After a while :"Keep going now"I got it all the way in and by that sentence 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 group, and squeezed my cock with her twat brawn, and had her first sexual climax. We just laid there for a few transactions.

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

I said :"I'm game to learn more"

She found"cowgirl"in the book. She straddled me, grabbed my cock, positioned herself on it, and slid down on my very wet stopcock, balls mysterious. I think it went in further in this position, because I it felt bottomed out. Here's where her acrobatic ability and leg muscleman made for the best girl-on-top I ever had. Hey, all you have to do is lay there and stay hard. Then, she had another orgasm and I came. Being I was 17, I stayed arduous, 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 conclusion night. She told her we read a book and canvass physical hooey. We both laughed…….After all she did not lie to her mother.

During a few of the next encounters, we tried some of the other affair in the book.. We both had qualification on oral exam. It was not a popular as today, and the sentiment of putting your mouth on that expanse, was a bit repulsive. We decided one time to rinse each early up in the exhibitioner and try it. We got used to it fast and liked it. However, we always washed before ( and after ) for all the oral clash, as a force of drug abuse. We did 69, and had sex open air a few times. However, we agreed on our best-loved position being cowgirl. I thought she liked being in charge. Not that I am complaining ...

Neither her, or my, parents even remotely suspected our activity. Around the house we acted like brother and sis, or best admirer. A span of clip when we went out, her dad let us use his car when my sept took ours somewhere. He once made a scuttlebutt : `` What the underworld did you do to get her ino a wearing apparel ? '' However, our intimate showdown were carefully well kept closed book. I escorted her to the senior prom. She did get attention from our Quaker in the prom dress her female parent sewed. She was more popular, especially with the boys, as she looked a lot Thomas More feminine. The girls were more receptive as `` one of their own ''.

Then, summer came and went. She was going to college 100 Swedish mile away, to study English to teach, and a shaver in teaching phys ed.

I was accepted in a local proficient college with a encyclopedism, 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 telephone yell. During the breaks, her father loaned me their car to bring her home, as he worked Day and her mother did not drive. We did our thing when she was home. The next summertime, she stayed at school. She found out that she could calibrate earlier and maybe go for a master key degree with the money allocated. I worked that summer and saved up enough for a jalopy of a car. Looked like crap with rusted sides because of the winter route salt, but ran very well.

I made a few stumble to gossip her and we kept each other satisfied. I saw that she dressed in bird and dresses. Let her hair grow a bit longer, like shoulder distance. Looked like a normal college girl. She had hatful of friends. And she looked a lot cuter.

During her 3 rd yr she met a guy who was a ewer ( and captain ) on the varsity baseball team. She was the police chief of the softball team, which was in contention for the national form of address. She fell in love with him and our sex sessions came to a screetching halt. But we still corresponded and talked when she came home. Again like brother and sister.

After getting my stage, I went to figure out as an engineer, at a topical anesthetic party. I found a female child 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 need to work. We had a daughter. She married her luxuriously school sweetheart right after graduation, and they moved to another town about an minute nosedive away. We visited each other a lot.

Sue and her guy got married. However, he got injured and his baseball game calling was over. But he had a degree in Physical Education. They accepted teaching positioning out of res publica, although his was at a different school in the same townsfolk. Their son became a information processing system wiz. We corresponded with Christmas carte du jour, letters, etc. We never told our spouses or parents about the Sex Ed session.

Fast forward about 20 years. One day she called me and said her husband died in an auto accident. The other device driver was wino, and was driving a companionship car. The company did not need it publicise, so they settled out of courtroom with a prominent sum the side by side day. I went to the funeral. She was very shook up, as they had a in force thing going. I said if you need anything I can do, call me. We met a few metre and talked about different affair, but no sexual tones. I was married and happy, and she knew this and honored it.

2 years later, my wife had some line of descent vas near the heart and soul volley. She died before they got her to the hospital. Sue was at the funeral, and said to call in her if I need anything, or someone to mouth to. My fellowship paid 100 % for both our life sentence indemnity policies, in the amount of 2 years of MY remuneration, so I did not give birth any financial worries. After a while I tried some day of the month with former women, but there was never any music, if you know what I mean..

A few month later, Sue's son got espouse. I was asked to be part 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 spell. If it works out, we can make it permanent"She said she will take there tomorrow.

They next day, she arrived about noon. I made some lunch. After lunch we had a long talk. Then, she took my hand and lead me to the sleeping room. She said :"It's been way too long for both of us, let's please each former like we used to."She started taking off her clothes. Who am I to debate ? I noticed her pegleg were still muscular, and she was in good anatomy, as also I was. I commented on this, and she said while she was teaching, she coached the young lady softball team. Then, in a arch voice she said"cowgirl ?"I said"ride em cowgirl"

We did that, and some former stead. We lay in bed and talked more. Her husband did not like cowgirl and any positioning where he was n't the `` team sea captain ''. She said although her husband had a somewhat bounteous rooster, ( 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 workweek for sex, but would not do oral, either receiving or giving. Her religious background knowledge was quite heavy. However, I learned to live with it being she was a swell wife otherwise.

After 6 months, we got married. She gave her household to her son, and we made my home our household. I had a more modern home, in the suburbs, with a pool and an exercise elbow room. With the combination of her colonization and my wife's lifetime insurance, we did not have to work. We were retired in our 50s. We both volunteered for the public school system of rules to help oneself job youngster get thru school day.

She had brought a lot of boxes which got placed into my store expanse over the garage. I had stuff there which sat from the time I moved in. About a yr later, we went thru them to discard unwanted and display some wanted mementos, and we found the well used, dog-eared sex record we used as teenagers. We laughed, cried and went to the bedroom .