This is a re-write of a narrative I did a few years ago. promise you all like it.

The tale is largely fabrication, however, it is based on some of my former life's happening, and Sue was real ( but not her existent name ).

Our parents owned houses next door to each other. The neighborhood was low middle class, so almost all family unit were living hand to mouth. Her Dad was a union machinist and did well enough so her mom did not have to puzzle out. My Dad's finish in living was to own a home, something his parents couldn't do. My mother worked as a book keeper for a woman's article of clothing shop, and dad delivered inflame oil and gasolene. Being young in the slap-up depression, dad quit school when he was 14 to help support his household, and was not well educated, hence the lower pay. However, we had a rest home, 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 little else.

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


I was very weedy and only 5.7, 117 # at graduation from H S. I wore very thick glasses, and was very smart ; I was viewed as a nerd. The only athletic competition I ever did was cross rural area runner in my senior twelvemonth. 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 subject field up to make a scholarship possible, as that was the solitary way I was going to college. And college was my ticket out of being poor.

Sue. She was about 5-5, 120 #, small dresser, collar length disgraceful tomentum with a cute face. Was not ugly or"hot"and would not stand out in a crew. She was definitely a tomboy. She also dressed like one of the boys : loose jibe blue jean or warm up drawers, and a loose-fitting sweatshirt. Moreover, the neighborhood guy rope treated her like"one of the guys"She was a gifted athlete, particularly in libertine lurch softball. Her schooling team took the state patronage, and this got her a encyclopaedism to a United States Department of State college in a town about 100 naut mi away.

She had problems with math and science. That's where I came in, helping her study that 2 subjects. She was good in side and social field of study, 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 popular guys because of her athletic achievement. Those hombre migrated to the cheerleader type of girl. You know, blonde, pocket-size and bimbos

He called her a lesbian, in strawman of a lot of early guys. She did not date, as she just did not find most guys to be"desirable ”. She was not a tribade or Bi. As said, just did not find the right guy. I suspect she wanted a male person twin of her, like someone who was gymnastic and read competition.

So I comforted her and told her they were amiss. And I would be very glad to take her out on a date, if she would have me. So, we made a appointment for dinner party and the movies that Sat. I worked part meter in food service at the sports stadium so I had some spending money.

Dad and mom went somewhere with an old acquaintance and his wife, and the friend was driving, so dad let me use the car. I picked her up at her mansion front end doorway. She had on a overnice dress, bounder, did her whisker and looked very cute and feminine. I had on a suit and tie. We looked damn good.

The dinner was practiced and we talked about things not related to shoal. Then in the movie theater, 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 kiss, but nothing serious. Like brother and sister. On the way home plate, I mentioned that my parents were not expected back until late, so she said"let's go in and blab out some more. My dad won't judgement, he trusts you"

She mentioned that she was still a bit taken back about that dandy's lesbian remark. I said I will remark to some guys that I went on a engagement with you and you are not a sapphic, and a very dainty girl. 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 Lyndon Baines 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 in effect tonight. You should endure dress more often. Matter of fact, maybe if you wear more feminine clothes, like dresses and chick, it may avail erase the bad oral fissure that guy did on you"

Then she asked :"Have you had sex with a fille, yet ?"( I did not date often either, because being a nerd ; the `` cool '' girls were worry in the supporter or otherwise"sang-froid"Guy ) I said"No"

She said :"Some of the young woman at school were talking about sex they had, and all I could do was heed. So, I would care you to be my for the first time and break my cherry, but, not this evening. We will plan this, and since neither of us has experience, see what you can find in books. You are better at enquiry 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 condoms. This was an old town and mostly very religious people. Talking about sex is taboo, and it was not covered in hygiene form in H S. A beau nerd, who was elder, found an illustrated rule book of"Pleasing the adult female in your lifetime"somewhere, which discussed arousal, positions, and afterwards. ( He must possess went to another town ) Today just ask the internet and you shall receive.

I got rock gruelling just reading the rule book. Sue and I planned this for Fri Nox, as both sets of parents had something going on away from the firm. I went over there. Her bed was self-aggrandising. She was wearing the Saame dress as on our"date"night. fuzz done, looked as good as ever. I showed her the book. We started with the foreplay character : cuddling, 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 flying. 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 require to get blood and/or cum on her bed for her mother to find out later. Then I put on a condom, and mounted her in the missional position, as this was the low one in the representative. She was and on the soaked side, however, already very wet, so I pushed it in until I came to her hymen. She said"Go for it. Fast and conclusion"and this is what I did. She let out a scream when it broke, and I stopped. She said : `` Stay like this for a mo and let me get used to it."

After a while :"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 force, and squeezed my dick with her pussy muscles, and had her first orgasm. We just laid there for a few second.

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

I said :"I'm secret plan to larn more than"

She found"cowgirl"in the Good Book. She straddled me, grabbed my cock, positioned herself on it, and slid down on my very wet turncock, balls trench. I think it went in further in this position, because I it felt bottomed out. Here's where her athletic ability and leg brawniness made for the best girl-on-top I ever had. Hey, all you have to do is lay there and abide hard. Then, she had another climax and I came. Being I was 17, I stayed hard, and after a residuum, we went at it again. Both of us had another coming. 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 last nighttime. She told her we read a book and studied strong-arm 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 other affair in the book.. We both had reservations on oral. It was not a popular as today, and the thought of putting your mouth on that field, was a bit repulsive. We decided one meter to wash each other up in the shower bath and try it. We got used to it fast and liked it. However, we always washed before ( and after ) for all the oral encounters, as a force of habit. We did 69, and had sex outdoors a few times. However, we agreed on our pet 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 star sign we acted like brother and sister, or best admirer. A twain of multiplication when we went out, her dad let us use his car when my crime syndicate took ours somewhere. He once made a comment : `` What the snake pit did you do to get her ino a clothes ? '' However, our intimate encounter were carefully well preserve mystery. I escorted her to the senior promenade. She did get attention from our friends in the prom dress her mother sewed. She was more pop, especially with the male child, as she looked a lot Thomas More feminine. The girls were more sensory as `` one of their own ''.

Then, summer came and went. She was going to college 100 international mile away, to study English language to instruct, and a youngster in teaching phys ed.

I was accepted in a topical anesthetic technological college with a scholarship, and studied electronics. Being we were not moneyed ; I lived at dwelling house and took the bus. Sue and I corresponded with chain armor and sometimes a phone cry. During the rift, her forefather loaned me their car to bring her home, as he worked 24-hour interval and her mother did not labour. We did our thing when she was home. The succeeding 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 summertime and saved up enough for a jalopy of a car. Looked like bull with rusted side because of the winter road salt, but ran very well.

I made a few slip to claver her and we kept each other fulfill. I saw that she dressed in dame and dresses. Let her hair grow a bit longer, like shoulder length. Looked like a convention college fille. She had raft of Friend. And she looked a lot cuter.

During her 3 rd year she met a guy who was a pitcherful ( and headwaiter ) on the varsity baseball team. She was the maitre d' of the softball game team, which was in contention for the national championship. She fell in making love with him and our sex Roger Sessions came to a screetching halt. But we still corresponded and talked when she came home. Again like pal and sister.

After getting my degree, I went to operate as an engineer, at a local company. I found a girl I liked and got married. We bought a business firm near where I worked. We did OK money wise. wife was a housewife, and did not want to operate. We had a daughter. She married her mellow school sweetheart rightfield after graduation, and they moved to another town about an hour diva away. We visited each other a lot.

Sue and her guy got hook up with. However, he got bruise and his baseball career was over. But he had a degree in physical Education. They accepted teaching positions out of nation, although his was at a different school in the same townspeople. Their son became a figurer wiz. We corresponded with Dec 25 cards, letter, 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 car accident. The early driver was drunk, and was driving a companionship car. The company did not need it bare, so they settled out of court with a large total the next day. I went to the funeral. She was very rock up, as they had a well thing going. I said if you need anything I can do, call me. We met a few multiplication and talked about dissimilar things, but no sexual tones. I was married and glad, and she knew this and honored it.

2 years later, my wife had some blood vas 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 talk to. My society paid 100 % for both our life insurance insurance policy, in the amount of 2 years of MY wage, so I did not have any fiscal vexation. After a while I tried some dates 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 piece of the promontory 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 piece. If it works out, we can make it lasting"She said she will drive there tomorrow.

They next day, she arrived about noon. I made some lunch. After luncheon we had a long talk of the town. Then, she took my hand and pass me to the chamber. 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 dress. Who am I to argue ? I noticed her legs were still muscular, and she was in thoroughly shape, as also I was. I commented on this, and she said while she was teaching, she coached the girlfriend softball team. Then, in a puckish vocalism she said"cowgirl ?"I said"ride em cowgirl"

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

After 6 calendar month, we got married. She gave her firm to her son, and we made my house our home. I had a more modern habitation, in the suburbs, with a pocket billiards and an exercise room. With the compounding of her settlement and my wife's life insurance policy, we did not cause to do work. We were retired in our 50s. We both volunteered for the public shoal arrangement to serve problem shaver get thru school.

She had brought a lot of box which got placed into my storage area over the garage. I had clobber there which sat from the time I moved in. About a year later, we went thru them to discard unwanted and expose some need mementos, and we found the well used, dog-eared sex rule book we used as adolescent. We laughed, cried and went to the bedroom .