This is a re-write of a history I did a few eld ago. Leslie Townes Hope you all like it.

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

Our parents owned houses following door to each other. The locality was lower eye stratum, so almost all families were living helping hand to mouth. Her Dad was a spousal relationship machinist and did well enough so her mom did not have to work. My Dad's end in life sentence was to own a base, something his parents couldn't do. My female parent worked as a volume keeper for a adult female's article of clothing shop, and dad delivered warming oil and gas. Being Danton True Young in the great economic crisis, dad quit school day when he was 14 to help support his kinsperson, and was not well educated, hence the lower pay. However, we had a home base, 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 footling else.

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


I was very weedy and only 5.7, 117 # at commencement ceremony from H S. I wore very midst drinking glass, and was very smart ; I was viewed as a nerd. The solitary athletics I ever did was transversal country ball carrier in my older year. I was not that secure, but the Phys Ed teacher promised me an"A"if I did this. My GPA was very crucial to me. Being that we were poor, I kept my studies up to do a erudition possible, as that was the merely way I was going to college. And college was my ticket out of being poor.

Sue. She was about 5-5, 120 #, small pectus, collar length bleak haircloth with a cute typeface. Was not ugly or"hot"and would not stand out in a crowd. She was definitely a tomboy. She also dressed like one of the boys : slack fitting jeans or warm up pants, and a baggy sweatshirt. Moreover, the neighborhood guys treated her like"one of the guys"She was a gifted athlete, particularly in fast tar softball. Her school team took the Department of State championship, and this got her a scholarship to a state college in a Ithiel Town about 100 mile away.

She had problems with mathematics and skill. That's where I came in, helping her study that 2 field of study. She was serious in English and social study, 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 bozo because of her gymnastic accomplishments. Those hombre migrated to the cheerleader case of girl. You know, blonde, little and bimbos

He called her a lesbian, in presence of a lot of other guys. She did not date, as she just did not find about bozo to be"worthy ”. She was not a lesbian or Bi. As said, just did not find the right guy. I suspect she wanted a manly counterpart 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 felicitous to contract her out on a date, if she would have me. So, we made a date for dinner and the movies that Saturday. I worked voice clock time in food servicing at the fun stadium so I had some expenditure 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 house front door. She had on a nice attire, heels, did her haircloth and looked very precious and feminine. I had on a suit and tie. We looked damn good.

The dinner was good and we talked about things not related to school. Then in the motion picture dramatics, she puts her head on my articulatio humeri. I put my arm around her. She puts her hand on my leg and fret it, but not near my Johnson. So I do the Lapp to her and she smiles. We snuck some kisses, but nothing serious. Like Brother and sister. On the way rest home, I mentioned that my parents were not expected back until latterly, so she said"let's go in and talk some more. My dad won't intellect, he trusts you"

She mentioned that she was still a bit taken back about that dude's Lesbian remark. I said I will mention to some guy rope that I went on a appointment with you and you are not a gay woman, and a very overnice girl. She jumped into my lap and started kissing me on my lip. This was definitely NOT a brother/sister buss. Yeah, boy I was enjoying it, and my Dr. 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 proficient tonight. You should wear dresses more often. matter of fact, maybe if you wear more feminine clothes, like dresses and skirts, it may help erase the bad sassing that guy did on you"

Then she asked :"Have you had sex with a girl, yet ?"( I did not date much either, because being a swot ; the `` cool '' lady friend were interest in the jocks or otherwise"cool"guys ) I said"No"

She said :"Some of the lady friend at school were talking about sex they had, and all I could do was hear. So, I would care you to be my first and break my cherry, but, not this evening. We will contrive this, and since neither of us has experience, see what you can feel in volume. You are better at enquiry than me"( this was way before internet ).

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

In that state you had to be 18 to go into an grownup bookstore or to buy condoms. This was an old township and mostly very spiritual mass. Talking about sex is taboo, and it was not covered in hygiene category in H S. A dude wonk, who was aged, found an illustrate book of"Pleasing the womanhood in your life"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 heavy just reading the Good 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 dress as on our"date"night. Hair done, looked as good as ever. I showed her the rule book. We started with the foreplay persona : kissing, foundling and playing each former, and playing with each others equipment. I found the button and rubbed it, while she stroked my dick. She got very wet very quickly. 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 need to get blood and/or cum on her bed for her mother to find later. Then I put on a prophylactic, and mounted her in the missioner position, as this was the number one one in the illustrations. She was and on the tight side of meat, however, already very wet, so I pushed it in until I came to her hymen. She said"Go for it. fast and ending"and this is what I did. She let out a shriek when it broke, and I stopped. She said : `` Stay like this for a consequence and let me get used to it."

After a piece :"sustenance 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 prick with her pussy muscles, and had her world-class orgasm. We just laid there for a few minutes.

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

I said :"I'm game to learn to a greater extent"

She found"cowgirl"in the Scripture. She straddled me, grabbed my cock, positioned herself on it, and slid down on my very wet cock, balls late. I think it went in further in this position, because I it felt bottomed out. Here's where her acrobatic ability and leg muscular tissue made for the unspoiled 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 period, 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 following day she came over and said her mother asked what we did close night. She told her we read a ledger and analyse physical stuff. We both laughed…….After all she did not lie to her female parent.

During a few of the next encounters, we tried some of the other things in the book.. We both had qualification on oral. It was not a popular as today, and the opinion of putting your rima oris on that arena, was a bit obscene. We decided one meter to wash each early 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 viva voce coming upon, as a force of habit. We did 69, and had sex outdoors a few times. However, we agreed on our favorite position being cowgirl. I thought she liked being in care. Not that I am complaining ...

Neither her, or my, parents even remotely suspected our activity. Around the house we acted like pal and baby, or salutary champion. A twosome of clip when we went out, her dad let us use his car when my category took ours somewhere. He once made a comment : `` What the perdition did you do to get her ino a garb ? '' However, our sexual encounters were carefully well kept secrets. I escorted her to the elderly prom. She did get attention from our admirer in the promenade dress her mother sewed. She was more popular, especially with the boys, as she looked a lot more feminine. The girls were more receptive as `` one of their own ''.

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

I was accepted in a local 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 headphone call. During the rupture, her father loaned me their car to bring her base, as he worked Clarence Day and her mother did not drive. We did our thing when she was family. The next summer, she stayed at shoal. She found out that she could graduate originally 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 crap with rusted sides because of the winter road salinity, but ran very well.

I made a few slip to visit her and we kept each other satisfied. I saw that she dressed in doll and dresses. Let her hair grow a bit longer, like berm length. Looked like a convention college daughter. She had deal of friends. And she looked a lot cuter.

During her 3 rd class she met a guy who was a hurler ( and master ) on the varsity baseball squad. She was the captain of the playground ball squad, 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 mold as an engine driver, at a local company. I found a girlfriend I liked and got married. We bought a theater near where I worked. We did OK money wise. Wife was a homemaker, and did not need to solve. We had a girl. She married her mellow school smasher right field after graduation, and they moved to another town about an hour prima donna away. We visited each former a lot.

Sue and her guy got married. However, he got injured and his baseball career was over. But he had a academic degree in Physical Education. They accepted teaching placement out of state, although his was at a different school in the Lapp Ithiel Town. Their son became a computer wiz. We corresponded with Xmas cards, letters, etc. We never told our better half or parents about the Sex Ed sessions.

fasting forward about 20 year. One day she called me and said her husband died in an auto accident. The early driver was drunk, and was driving a caller car. The fellowship did not want it publicised, 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 good thing going. I said if you need anything I can do, call 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 years later, my wife had some blood vessel near the eye fusillade. 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 let the cat out of the bag to. My company paid 100 % for both our lifetime insurance policies, in the amount of 2 days of MY salary, so I did not have any fiscal vexation. After a while I tried some appointment with former fair sex, but there was never any medicine, if you know what I mean..

A few months later, Sue's son got tie. I was asked to be role of the head table, following 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 construct it permanent wave"She said she will force there tomorrow.

They next day, she arrived about noon. I made some lunch. After lunch we had a long talk. Then, she took my manus and lead 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 debate ? I noticed her stage were still hefty, and she was in serious physical body, as also I was. I commented on this, and she said while she was teaching, she coached the girls softball team. Then, in a mischievous voice she said"cowgirl ?"I said"ride em cowgirl"

We did that, and some former positions. We lay in bed and talked more. Her husband did not like cowgirl and any stead where he was n't the `` team chieftain ''. She said although her married man had a somewhat adult putz, ( 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 was quite big. However, I learned to live with it being she was a great wife otherwise.

After 6 month, we got married. She gave her house to her son, and we made my star sign our dwelling house. I had a more modern domicile, in the suburban area, with a kitty and an workout room. With the compounding of her settlement and my wife's life policy, we did not have to work. We were retired in our 50s. We both volunteered for the public school system of rules to help job nipper get thru school.

She had brought a lot of box which got placed into my storage area over the garage. I had material there which sat from the time I moved in. About a year later, we went thru them to toss out unwanted and exhibit some wanted mementos, and we found the well used, dog-eared sex al-Qur'an we used as teenager. We laughed, cried and went to the bedroom .