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

The fib is largely fabrication, however, it is based on some of my early life's natural event, and Sue was real ( but not her substantial name ).

Our parents owned family following doorway to each other. The neighborhood was glower midway class, so almost all menage were living paw to backtalk. Her Dad was a union machinist and did well enough so her mom did not give birth to go. My Dad's end in life was to own a menage, something his parents couldn't do. My mother worked as a book custodian for a woman's clothing shop, and dad delivered heating oil and gas. Being Whitney Young in the great slump, dad quit schooltime when he was 14 to help corroborate his family, and was not well educated, hence the lower pay. However, we had a house, 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 course. Being only child, we treated each other like comrade and sister ( in a non-sexual way ) until later. Read on…..


I was very tightfitting 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 if athletic competition I ever did was cross res publica Caranx crysos in my fourth-year yr. I was not that good, but the Phys Ed instructor promised me an"A"if I did this. My GPA was very important to me. Being that we were inadequate, I kept my studies up to arrive at a learnedness possible, as that was the lonesome way I was going to college. And college was my just the ticket out of being poor.

Sue. She was about 5-5, 120 #, small chest, collar length black hair with a precious 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 boy : loose conform to jeans or warm up trouser, and a baggy sweatshirt. Moreover, the neighborhood guy cable treated her like"one of the guys"She was a invest athlete, particularly in debauched pitch softball. Her school team took the country backup, and this got her a scholarship to a land college in a town about 100 mi away.

She had problem with maths and scientific discipline. That's where I came in, helping her field of study that 2 field of study. She was estimable in English and sociable 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 hombre because of her athletic accomplishments. Those hombre migrated to the cheerleader type of girl. You know, blonde, small and bimbos

He called her a tribade, in front of a lot of other guys. She did not engagement, as she just did not find most guys to be"suitable ”. She was not a lesbian or Bi. As said, just did not encounter the right guy. I suspect she wanted a male twin of her, like mortal who was athletic and sympathise competition.

So I comforted her and told her they were wrong. And I would be very happy to take her out on a date, if she would have me. So, we made a day of the month for dinner and the movies that Saturday. I worked region clip in food service of process at the sports stadium so I had some spending money.

Dad and mom went somewhere with an old friend and his wife, and the champion was driving, so dad let me use the car. I picked her up at her family front door. She had on a nice dress, cad, did her hair and looked very precious and feminine. I had on a cause and tie. We looked damn good.

The dinner was good and we talked about things not related to schooling. Then in the film dramaturgy, she puts her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her. She puts her hired man 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 zero sober. Like brother and baby. On the way base, 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 mind, he trusts you"

She mentioned that she was still a bit taken back about that gallant's lesbian remark. I said I will mention to some guys that I went on a appointment with you and you are not a lesbian, and a very skillful girl. She jumped into my lap and started kissing me on my sassing. This was definitely NOT a brother/sister buss. Yeah, boy I was enjoying it, and my Samuel Johnson came to attending. 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 dresses more often. topic of fact, maybe if you wear more womanly apparel, like frock and skirts, it may facilitate wipe out the bad mouth that guy did on you"

Then she asked :"Have you had sex with a miss, yet ?"( I did not date often either, because being a nerd ; the `` cool '' little girl were interested in the athletic supporter or otherwise"cool"guys ) I said"No"

She said :"Some of the girls at school were talking about sex they had, and all I could do was hear. So, I would care you to be my number one and violate my cherry, but, not tonight. We will plan this, and since neither of us has experience, see what you can find in al-Qur'an. 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 rubber. This was an old town and mostly very religious masses. Talking about sex is forbidden, and it was not covered in hygienics classes in H S. A fellow dweeb, who was older, found an illustrated Good Book of"Pleasing the char in your life history"somewhere, which discussed foreplay, post, 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 night, 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 dress as on our"particular date"night. Hair done, looked as dear as ever. I showed her the book. We started with the foreplay part : kissing, foundling and playing each other, and playing with each others equipment. I found the clit and rubbed it, while she stroked my shaft. She got very wet very spry. 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 line and/or cum on her bed for her mother to detect later. Then I put on a condom, and mounted her in the missioner posture, as this was the first-class honours degree 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 hymen. She said"Go for it. fast 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 moment and let me get used to it."

After a while :"dungeon 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 power, and squeezed my dick with her twat muscles, 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 determine Thomas More"

She found"cowgirl"in the book of account. 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 post, because I it felt bottomed out. Here's where her acrobatic ability and leg brawn made for the outdo girl-on-top I ever had. Hey, all you have to do is lay there and stay hard. Then, she had another sexual climax and I came. Being I was 17, I stayed voiceless, 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 adjacent day she came over and said her mother asked what we did live Night. She told her we read a book and hit the books physical 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 other things in the book.. We both had reservations on oral. It was not a popular as today, and the opinion of putting your mouth on that area, was a bit repulsive. We decided one meter to wash each other 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 examination brush, as a power of wont. We did 69, and had sex open a few times. However, we agreed on our darling position being cowgirl. I thought she liked being in burster. Not that I am complaining ...

Neither her, or my, parents even remotely suspected our activity. Around the house we acted like buddy and sister, or honest friends. A duo of times when we went out, her dad let us use his car when my sept took ours somewhere. He once made a gossip : `` What the hell did you do to get her ino a frock ? '' However, our intimate clash were carefully well unbroken secrets. I escorted her to the senior prom. She did get care from our friends in the promenade clothes her mother sewed. She was more democratic, especially with the boys, as she looked a lot more feminine. The girls were more sensory as `` one of their own ''.

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

I was accepted in a local anaesthetic technical college with a eruditeness, and studied electronics. Being we were not moneyed ; I lived at home base and took the bus. Sue and I corresponded with mail and sometimes a phone call. During the pause, her sire loaned me their car to play her home, as he worked days and her mother did not drive. We did our matter when she was domicile. The succeeding summer, she stayed at schooltime. She found out that she could fine-tune earlier and maybe go for a original degree with the money allocated. I worked that summer and saved up enough for a jalopy of a car. Looked like shit with rusted side of meat because of the winter road salt, but ran very well.

I made a few misstep to visit her and we kept each early satisfied. I saw that she dressed in skirts and dresses. Let her hair grow a bit longer, like shoulder duration. Looked like a formula college girl. She had wads of friends. And she looked a lot cuter.

During her 3 rd year she met a guy who was a pitcher ( and chieftain ) on the varsity baseball team. She was the maitre d'hotel of the softball team, which was in contention for the interior rubric. She fell in love with him and our sex sessions came to a screetching arrest. 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 topical anaesthetic company. I found a girl I liked and got married. We bought a home near where I worked. We did OK money Isaac Mayer Wise. Wife was a homemaker, and did not need to work. We had a girl. She married her high shoal steady right wing after gradation, and they moved to another Town about an hour dive away. We visited each other a lot.

Sue and her guy got wed. However, he got injured and his baseball career was over. But he had a degree in Physical Education. They accepted teaching positions out of United States Department of State, although his was at a different school in the same townsfolk. Their son became a computer wiz. We corresponded with Dec 25 calling card, letters, etc. We never told our better half or parents about the Sex Ed sitting.

fast forward about 20 days. One day she called me and said her hubby died in an auto accident. The other driver was drunk, and was driving a companionship car. The company did not want it publicized, so they settled out of court with a large sum the next day. I went to the funeral. She was very shook up, as they had a good affair going. I said if you need anything I can do, call me. We met a few times and talked about different thing, but no sexual whole tone. I was married and felicitous, and she knew this and honored it.

2 years later, my wife had some blood vessel near the inwardness burst. She died before they got her to the infirmary. Sue was at the funeral, and said to phone her if I need anything, or someone to talk to. My company paid 100 % for both our life insurance policies, in the amount of 2 years of MY remuneration, so I did not have any fiscal headache. After a piece I tried some appointment with other fair sex, but there was never any music, if you know what I mean..

A few month later, Sue's son got married. I was asked to be portion of the fountainhead 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 while. If it works out, we can prepare it permanent"She said she will drive there tomorrow.

They following day, she arrived about noon. I made some tiffin. After lunch we had a long talk. Then, she took my hand and direct me to the bedchamber. 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 argue ? I noticed her legs were still muscular, and she was in good shape, as also I was. I commented on this, and she said while she was teaching, she coached the girl softball team. Then, in a mischievous vox she said"cowgirl ?"I said"ride em cowgirl"

We did that, and some other location. We lay in bed and talked more. Her hubby did not like cowgirl and any position where he was n't the `` team senior pilot ''. She said although her husband had a somewhat bigger stopcock, ( 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 ground was quite heavy. However, I learned to live with it being she was a peachy wife otherwise.

After 6 months, we got married. She gave her theater to her son, and we made my family our home. I had a more modern place, in the suburb, with a kitty and an exercise room. With the combination of her settlement and my married woman's liveliness insurance, we did not have to work. We were retired in our 50s. We both volunteered for the world school system to help oneself problem children get thru shoal.

She had brought a lot of box which got placed into my store area over the service department. I had stuff there which sat from the time I moved in. About a year later, we went thru them to dispose undesirable and display some need souvenir, and we found the well used, dog-eared sex Holy Scripture we used as teenagers. We laughed, cried and went to the chamber .