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

The storey is largely fabrication, however, it is based on some of my other life's occurrence, and Sue was real number ( but not her tangible public figure ).

Our parents owned houses next doorway to each other. The locality was lower heart class, so almost all category were living hand to mouth. Her Dad was a union machinist and did well enough so her mom did not get to work. My Dad's goal in life was to own a home base, something his parents couldn't do. My mother worked as a book keeper for a woman's wearable workshop, and dad delivered inflame oil and gasolene. Being young in the great depression, dad quit school when he was 14 to help support his family, and was not well educated, hence the low-spirited pay. However, we had a household, intellectual nourishment on the tabular array and a car that ran. Not a new one, but it got us where we wanted to go. But we had very piddling else.

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


I was very cheeseparing and only 5.7, 117 # at commencement exercise from H S. I wore very boneheaded spectacles, and was very smart ; I was viewed as a nerd. The only athletics I ever did was cross res publica blue runner 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 important to me. Being that we were poor, I kept my report up to create a encyclopedism possible, as that was the simply way I was going to college. And college was my ticket out of being poor.

Sue. She was about 5-5, 120 #, small chest, collar length black hair with a cute face. Was not ugly or"hot"and would not stand out in a crowd. She was definitely a hoyden. She also dressed like one of the boys : loose fitting denim or warm up gasp, and a baggy sweatshirt. Moreover, the neck of the woods guys treated her like"one of the guys"She was a gifted athlete, particularly in fast slant softball. Her school squad took the State Department championship, and this got her a learning to a state college in a town about 100 Swedish mile away.

She had job with math and science. That's where I came in, helping her written report that 2 case. She was good in English language and societal studies, though, and helped me thru them in H S.

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

He called her a Lesbian, in presence of a lot of other guys. She did not date, as she just did not get most guys to be"suited ”. She was not a lesbian or Bi. As said, just did not find the right guy. I suspect she wanted a male counterpart of her, like mortal who was athletic and interpret competition.

So I comforted her and told her they were wrong. And I would be very felicitous to take her out on a particular date, if she would feature me. So, we made a date for dinner and the movies that Sabbatum. I worked component part fourth dimension in food serve at the sports stadium so I had some spending money.

Dad and mom went somewhere with an old Friend and his wife, and the ally was driving, so dad let me use the car. I picked her up at her house front room access. She had on a nice apparel, dog, did her hair and looked very cute and womanly. I had on a suit and tie. We looked damn good.

The dinner party was near and we talked about things not related to school. Then in the motion-picture show theater of operations, she puts her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her. She puts her hand on my leg and rubs it, but not near my Johnson. So I do the same to her and she smiles. We snuck some kisses, but nothing serious. Like brother and sister. On the way home, 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 judgement, he trusts you"

She mentioned that she was still a bit taken back about that fashion plate's gay woman comment. I said I will bring up to some guys that I went on a engagement with you and you are not a lesbian, and a very skillful girl. She jumped into my lap and started kissing me on my back talk. This was definitely NOT a brother/sister kiss. Yeah, boy I was enjoying it, and my Samuel Johnson came to care. She felt that happen and said"Did I do that ? ``

I said"yes, I really meant it when I said you look really sound tonight. You should bear dresses more often. thing of fact, maybe if you wear more feminine clothes, like dresses and skirts, it may help wipe out the bad oral fissure that guy did on you"

Then she asked :"Have you had sex with a daughter, yet ?"( I did not date very much either, because being a dweeb ; the `` cool '' girls were worry in the jocks or otherwise"chill"guys ) I said"No"

She said :"Some of the daughter at shoal were talking about sex they had, and all I could do was hear. So, I would like you to be my for the first time and intermit my cherry, but, not tonight. We will plan this, and since neither of us has experience, see what you can encounter in leger. You are amend at research than me"( this was way before internet ).

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

In that province you had to be 18 to go into an grownup bookstore or to buy condoms. This was an old town and mostly very spiritual people. Talking about sex is tabu, and it was not covered in hygiene classes in H S. A gent nerd, who was older, found an illustrated book of"Pleasing the char in your life history"somewhere, which discussed foreplay, position, and afterwards. ( He must get went to another township ) Today just ask the internet and you shall receive.

I got rock hard just reading the book. Sue and I planned this for Friday night, as both sets of parents had something going on away from the house. I went over there. Her bed was bigger. She was wearing the same attire as on our"particular date"nighttime. hair's-breadth done, looked as adept as ever. I showed her the book. We started with the arousal part : hugging, foundling and playing each other, and playing with each others equipment. I found the clit and rubbed it, while she stroked my prick. 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 spear carrier bedding down as we did not want to get parentage and/or cum on her bed for her mother to happen later. Then I put on a prophylactic, and mounted her in the missionary position, as this was the low one in the example. 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 polish"and this is what I did. She let out a screaming when it broke, and I stopped. She said : `` Stay like this for a moment and let me get used to it."

After a while :"Keep going now"I got it all the way in and by that prison term 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 brawn, and had her number 1 climax. We just laid there for a few minutes.

After a while, she said,"Get off me. I want to face 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 cock, balls deep. I think it went in further in this position, because I it felt bottomed out. Here's where her acrobatic ability and leg muscles 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 hard, and after a rest, 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 female parent asked what we did last Night. She told her we read a book and analyze strong-arm stuff and nonsense. 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 unwritten. It was not a popular as today, and the thought of putting your rima oris on that area, was a bit obscene. We decided one time to wash off 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 oral skirmish, as a military force of riding habit. We did 69, and had sex outdoors a few times. However, we agreed on our preferent emplacement 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 baby, or scoop friends. A couple of times when we went out, her dad let us use his car when my family unit took ours somewhere. He once made a comment : `` What the hell did you do to get her ino a dress ? '' However, our sexual showdown were carefully well kept secrets. I escorted her to the senior promenade. She did get attending from our friends in the promenade dress her mother sewed. She was more popular, especially with the boy, as she looked a lot more feminine. The girls were more receptive as `` one of their own ''.

Then, summertime came and went. She was going to college 100 knot away, to study English people to teach, and a minor in teaching phys ed.

I was accepted in a topical anaesthetic technical college with a scholarship, 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 earphone birdsong. During the breaks, her father loaned me their car to bring her home, as he worked solar day and her female parent did not drive. We did our thing when she was base. The next summer, she stayed at school. She found out that she could graduate 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 sides because of the winter road salinity, but ran very well.

I made a few tripper to shoot the breeze her and we kept each former satisfied. I saw that she dressed in wench and dresses. Let her hair grow a bit longer, like shoulder duration. Looked like a normal college young woman. She had lots of friends. And she looked a lot cuter.

During her 3 rd yr she met a guy who was a pitcher ( and maitre d'hotel ) on the varsity baseball team. She was the police chief of the softball team, which was in arguing for the national title. 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 comrade and sister.

After getting my degree, I went to work as an technologist, at a local caller. I found a girl I liked and got married. We bought a house near where I worked. We did OK money Stephen Samuel Wise. Wife was a homemaker, and did not need to function. We had a girl. She married her highschool schooltime 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 married. However, he got injured and his baseball vocation was over. But he had a degree in Physical breeding. They accepted teaching side out of commonwealth, although his was at a dissimilar school in the like township. Their son became a calculator wiz. We corresponded with Yuletide circuit board, letter of the alphabet, etc. We never told our mate or parents about the Sex Ed sessions.

fasting forward about 20 days. One day she called me and said her hubby died in an automobile accident. The former device driver was drunk, and was driving a company car. The companionship did not require it publicized, so they settled out of Court with a large amount the next day. I went to the funeral. She was very shook up, as they had a undecomposed thing going. I said if you need anything I can do, call me. We met a few times and talked about different things, but no intimate feeling. I was married and well-chosen, and she knew this and honored it.

2 age later, my wife had some blood vessel near the bosom burst. She died before they got her to the hospital. Sue was at the funeral, and said to name her if I need anything, or someone to let the cat out of the bag to. My companionship paid 100 % for both our life insurance insurance, in the amount of 2 eld of MY salary, so I did not have any financial worries. After a while I tried some date with other women, but there was never any music, if you know what I mean..

A few months later, Sue's son got married. I was asked to be part of the head board, 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 while. If it works out, we can make it permanent"She said she will force back there tomorrow.

They side by side day, she arrived about noon. I made some luncheon. After lunch we had a long public lecture. Then, she took my hand and lead 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 leg were still muscular, and she was in good contour, as also I was. I commented on this, and she said while she was teaching, she coached the little girl softball squad. Then, in a mischievous articulation she said"cowgirl ?"I said"drive em cowgirl"

We did that, and some other berth. We lay in bed and talked more. Her husband did not like cowgirl and any lieu where he was n't the `` team captain ''. 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 workweek for sex, but would not do oral, either receiving or giving. Her religious setting was quite heavy. However, I learned to live with it being she was a keen wife otherwise.

After 6 months, we got married. She gave her house to her son, and we made my theater our home. I had a more modern home, in the suburbia, with a pool and an exercise room. With the combination of her resolution and my wife's life insurance, we did not have to work. We were retired in our 50s. We both volunteered for the public school arrangement to help problem nipper get thru school.

She had brought a lot of loge which got placed into my entrepot area over the garage. I had stuff there which sat from the time I moved in. About a year later, we went thru them to toss away unwanted and display some precious mementos, and we found the well used, dog-eared sex volume we used as teenager. We laughed, cried and went to the sleeping accommodation .