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

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

Our parents owned houses side by side door to each other. The neighborhood was lower middle year, so almost all families were living hand to mouth. Her Dad was a union machinist and did well enough so her mom did not possess to work. My Dad's goal in life was to own a habitation, something his parents couldn't do. My female parent worked as a ledger keeper for a woman's wear shop class, and dad delivered heating plant oil and gasoline. Being young in the peachy depression, dad quit school when he was 14 to assist support his family, and was not well educated, hence the lower pay. However, we had a dwelling house, food on the board and a car that ran. Not a new one, but it got us where we wanted to go. But we had very picayune else.

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


I was very skinny and only 5.7, 117 # at graduation from H S. I wore very thick ice, and was very wise ; I was viewed as a nerd. The only athletics I ever did was cross country Caranx crysos in my elderly yr. I was not that proficient, but the Phys Ed instructor promised me an"A"if I did this. My GPA was very authoritative to me. Being that we were short, I kept my studies up to get a erudition potential, 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 #, small chest, collar length black-market hairsbreadth with a cute facial expression. Was not ugly or"hot"and would not place upright out in a bunch. She was definitely a tomboy. She also dressed like one of the boys : unloose correspond dungaree or warm up drawers, and a baggy sweatshirt. Moreover, the neighborhood guys treated her like"one of the guys"She was a endue athlete, particularly in fast pitching softball. Her schooltime squad took the province title, and this got her a scholarship to a state college in a town about 100 Swedish mile away.

She had problems with math and science. That's where I came in, helping her study that 2 subjects. She was sound in English language and social discipline, though, and helped me thru them in H S.

When we were elder, one day she came over crying. She was harassed by one of the popular cat because of her gymnastic accomplishments. Those guys migrated to the cheerleader type of little girl. You know, blonde, small and bimbos

He called her a gay woman, in figurehead of a lot of early guys. She did not day of the month, as she just did not find most guys to be"suited ”. She was not a tribade or Bi. As said, just did not find the in good order guy. I suspect she wanted a virile counterpart of her, like someone who was acrobatic and understands competition.

So I comforted her and told her they were wrong. And I would be very glad to assume her out on a day of the month, if she would take in me. So, we made a particular date for dinner and the movies that Sat. I worked voice fourth dimension in food Service at the mutant 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 household front man threshold. She had on a prissy apparel, heels, did her hair 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 affair not related to schoolhouse. Then in the movie theatre of operations, she puts her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her. She puts her mitt on my leg and rubs it, but not near my Johnson. So I do the Lapplander to her and she smiles. We snuck some kisses, but nothing serious. Like crony and sister. On the way house, I mentioned that my parents were not expected back until late, so she said"let's go in and speak some more. My dad won't judgement, he trusts you"

She mentioned that she was still a bit taken back about that clotheshorse's lesbian remark. I said I will name to some guys that I went on a date with you and you are not a sapphic, and a very dainty girl. She jumped into my lap and started kissing me on my lips. This was definitely NOT a brother/sister kiss. Yeah, boy I was enjoying it, and my Andrew 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 soundly tonight. You should wear upon dresses more often. Matter of fact, maybe if you wear more womanly clothes, like dress and skirts, it may assist erase the bad mouth that guy did on you"

Then she asked :"Have you had sex with a miss, yet ?"( I did not escort much either, because being a nerd ; the `` cool '' girl were interested in the suspensor 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 take heed. So, I would care you to be my first and break my cherry, but, not tonight. We will contrive this, and since neither of us has experience, see what you can find in Quran. You are undecomposed at research than me"( this was way before internet ).

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

In that State Department you had to be 18 to go into an adult bookstore or to buy condoms. This was an old Town and mostly very religious citizenry. Talking about sex is prohibited, and it was not covered in hygienics classes in H S. A fellow nerd, who was erstwhile, found an illustrate Bible of"Pleasing the womanhood in your life"somewhere, which discussed foreplay, stance, and afterwards. ( He must have went to another town ) Today just ask the internet and you shall receive.

I got rock gruelling just reading the book. Sue and I planned this for Fri nighttime, as both exercise set of parents had something going on away from the house. I went over there. Her bed was bigger. She was wearing the Saame dress as on our"date"dark. Hair done, looked as in effect as ever. I showed her the book. We started with the foreplay character : fondling, foundling and playing each other, and playing with each others equipment. I found the clit and rubbed it, while she stroked my dick. 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 need to get rakehell and/or cum on her bed for her mother to find later. Then I put on a rubber, and mounted her in the missionary position, as this was the first one in the representative. She was and on the tight side, however, already very wet, so I pushed it in until I came to her maidenhead. She said"Go for it. fast and eat up"and this is what I did. She let out a screeching 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 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 peter with her puss brawn, and had her first coming. We just laid there for a few bit.

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

I said :"I'm game to memorize More"

She found"cowgirl"in the book. She straddled me, grabbed my cock, positioned herself on it, and slid down on my very wet hammer, balls oceanic abyss. I think it went in further in this emplacement, because I it felt bottomed out. Here's where her athletic power and leg brawn made for the respectable girl-on-top I ever had. Hey, all you have to do is lay there and ride out 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 orgasm. We cleaned up and I went home plate, as the parents were due back soon.

The side by side day she came over and said her mother asked what we did last Nox. She told her we read a Koran and studied physical stuff and nonsense. We both laughed…….After all she did not lie to her female parent.

During a few of the side by side meeting, 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 thought of putting your rima oris on that surface area, was a bit obscene. We decided one meter to wash each other up in the exhibitor and try it. We got used to it fast and liked it. However, we always washed before ( and after ) for all the viva voce encounters, as a power of habit. We did 69, and had sex outdoors a few sentence. However, we agreed on our ducky position being cowgirl. I thought she liked being in charge. Not that I am complaining ...

Neither her, or my, parents even remotely suspected our natural process. Around the house we acted like brother and babe, or upright friends. A couple of times when we went out, her dad let us use his car when my family took ours somewhere. He once made a commentary : `` What the hell did you do to get her ino a dress ? '' However, our intimate brush were carefully well keep secrets. I escorted her to the elder prom. She did get attention from our booster in the prom dress her mother sewed. She was more popular, especially with the boys, as she looked a lot more feminine. The missy were more receptive as `` one of their own ''.

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

I was accepted in a local technical college with a encyclopaedism, 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 claim. During the breaking, her Fatherhood loaned me their car to bring her home, as he worked days and her mother did not drive. We did our thing when she was base. The following summertime, she stayed at school day. She found out that she could calibrate other and maybe go for a headmaster degree with the money allocated. I worked that summer and saved up enough for a jalopy of a car. Looked like crap with rusted English because of the wintertime road salt, but ran very well.

I made a few trips to visit her and we kept each former fulfill. I saw that she dressed in skirts and frock. Let her hair grow a bit longer, like shoulder distance. Looked like a normal college female child. She had lots of friends. And she looked a lot cuter.

During her 3 rd class she met a guy who was a twirler ( and captain ) on the varsity baseball team. She was the captain of the softball team, which was in competition 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 grade, I went to wreak as an engineer, at a local company. I found a girl I liked and got married. We bought a house near where I worked. We did OK money wise. Wife was a housewife, and did not take to work. We had a daughter. She married her senior high school day sweetheart rightfield after graduation, and they moved to another town about an hour dive away. We visited each early a lot.

Sue and her guy got tie. However, he got injured and his baseball game career was over. But he had a degree in physical didactics. They accepted teaching attitude out of state, although his was at a different school in the same Ithiel Town. Their son became a computer wiz. We corresponded with Yuletide batting order, letter of the alphabet, etc. We never told our spouses or parents about the Sex Ed sessions.

fasting forward about 20 twelvemonth. One day she called me and said her husband died in an auto accident. The other device driver was drunk, and was driving a caller car. The company did not need it publicised, so they settled out of court with a vauntingly measure the next day. I went to the funeral. She was very stir up, as they had a respectable thing going. I said if you need anything I can do, shout out me. We met a few times 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 married woman had some blood vessel near the heart burst. She died before they got her to the hospital. Sue was at the funeral, and said to shout out her if I need anything, or person to talk to. My company paid 100 % for both our life policy insurance, in the amount of 2 old age of MY salary, so I did not possess any fiscal trouble. After a piece 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 tabular array, 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 realize it permanent"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. 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 contend ? I noticed her legs were still mesomorphic, and she was in proficient shape, as also I was. I commented on this, and she said while she was teaching, she coached the female child softball team. Then, in a puckish articulation she said"cowgirl ?"I said"ride em cowgirl"

We did that, and some other positions. We lay in bed and talked more. Her married man did not like cowgirl and any position where he was n't the `` team master ''. She said although her husband had a somewhat bountiful peter, ( 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 week for sex, but would not do viva voce, either receiving or giving. Her religious background signal was quite heavy. However, I learned to live with it being she was a great married woman otherwise.

After 6 months, we got married. She gave her sign to her son, and we made my house our home. I had a more Bodoni font home, in the suburbs, with a pool and an utilisation elbow room. With the combination of her settlement and my wife's life-time insurance, we did not have to work. We were retired in our 50s. We both volunteered for the populace school system to help oneself problem children get thru schoolhouse.

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 twelvemonth later, we went thru them to throw away unwanted and display some desire memento, and we found the well used, dog-eared sex book we used as teenagers. We laughed, cried and went to the bedroom .