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 Young-Shin worried about meeting her college boyfriend's family for two
weeks.  Dave was from rural western Pennsylvania, and while he was
sophisticated enough to leave his small-town provincialisms behind when he
came to school the same could not be said about his parents.  When they
found out about Young-Shin they almost hit the roof.

   "Young-what?" Said his father, apparently not well-versed in Korean
names.  Dave's mother didn't even bother trying to pronounce the name.

   "Why can't you date American girls?" She said.

   But Dave liked this particular Korean girl.  She was smart, funny, and
extremely attractive, with a slim, knockout body, a round, pretty face,
gorgeous skin and a perky ass worth laying trenches and dying for.  When
they first met, Young-Shin had agreed to go to the movie with Dave because
she was curious about Western men.  He was curious about Asian women. 
Fortunately she knew English well enough that they could hit it off from
the start, and by the third date she couldn't get him off her doorstep.

   Still, the visit to the parents, two months into their dating, did not
settle right with her.  Young-Shin liked Dave but she felt there were still
things to learn about him.  She argued that a trip to his house was too
soon.  But Dave cited his mother's grudging acceptance of their
relationship as a signal to try taking things to another stage.  For lack
of a solid reason to say no, she agreed.

   Finally the weekend came.  They got in Dave's battered old Ford pickup
and roared through miles of cornfields, reaching his house by nightfall. 
She gasped at the size of it as they went through the gates.  It was a
mansion.  The lights were on and a couple dogs came running out to greet
them.  Young-Shin shivvered.  Despite the posh property the house was
surrounded by inky blackness, hardly what she was used to back in densely
populated South Korea.  But Dave seemed so comfortable with it that she
took heart and followed him inside.

   His parents hugged Dave warmly and then took a look at her.  They looked
like they'd never seen an Asian girl before.  To their credit, however,
they looked her trim form up and down -- she'd dressed ultra-conservatively
-- and smiled.

   "Hello!" Dave's mother yelled.  "Welcome to America!"

   "Mom," Dave groaned.  "She can understand you without the shouting."

   "It's nice to meet you, Mr.  and Mrs.  Bellefield," Young-Shin said, in
slightly accented English.  Dave's father held out a hand.  She took it and
shook.  His mother shrugged, casting reservations aside, and stepped
forward to hug her gently.

   "We've heard so much about you,' Mrs.  Bellefield said.  Young-Shin let
loose one of her bright smiles and won over Dave's father instantly.  He
grinned widely back at her, and the smiles spread around the room.

   "Is Alan here?" Dave asked.

   "Yeah, he'll be back in a minute," his father said, referring to Dave's
younger brother.  Dave had told Young-Shin about him.  He'd described him
as a good athlete but lacking discipline.  She detected a hint of jealousy
in his voice.

   Headlights from an approaching car in the driveway flashed across the
wall.  "There he is now," Dave said.

   In a moment Alan came through the door with a lopsided grin.  He had a
shaggy head of curly hair and outdoor clothes on.  He hugged Dave hello and
then regarded Young-Shin.  His gaze was so intense that Young-Shin blushed
and shifted her feet.

   'Kee-rist, Dave," Alan said.  "Can you make a poster out of her and send
it to me?"

   Dave delivered a swift punch to Alan's shoulder.

   "Sorry," Alan said.  "That was crude." He held out his hand. 
Young-Shin, flattered despite his comment, took his hand with a little bow.
Alan smiled and returned the bow awkwardly.  Young-Shin laughed
good-naturedly at his attempt.  She gave him a little instruction, and in a
moment he did it perfectly.

   "Hey," Alan said, "I like her!  How long are you staying?"

   "Until Sunday morning," Dave said.  "Easy, kiddo.  She didn't grow up
around farm animals."

   Everyone laughed.  They sat down for dinner and then dessert, and then
talked into the evening.  Dave and Young-Shin ran out to rent a movie and
the family watched it together later.  Finally it was time for bed. 
Young-Shin went to the basement to sleep in the den on a roll-out bed.

   She washed up and slipped into a silk pair of pajamas.  She was on the
verge of sleep when the door opened silently and a dark figure slipped in.

   'Dave?" She whispered.  And then he was there, on her bed, smiling.

   "Hey, babe," he said.  "I couldn't handle thinking about you down here
all alone in your silk pajamas."

   He laid next to her and they kissed.  Something about being home lit
quite the fire in Dave.  She let him fondle her breasts, and she reached
down his boxers and pulled his cock a little bit but when he reached for
her crotch she stopped his hand.

   "Not yet," she whispered.  "I'm not ready yet."

   He sighed but nodded.  She knew that Dave would have fucked her on the
second date, maybe the first, but she wasn't ready to lose her virginity
yet.  It was something she'd lived by until this, her 20th year.  She saw
how men looked at her, both in Korea and America, and she knew she could
lose her virginity within hours of deciding to.  But she hadn't found the
right man and moment yet.  Dave was close to the right man, she felt, but
she wasn't yet certain if he was the one.

   She whacked him off until he shot his wad onto her chest and then, after
some cuddling, he left.  Young-Shin cleaned up and laid down to sleep.  She
tossed and turned.  The sounds of the sleeping house were all so foreign.
Outside was impossibly dark.  She flipped on a light and reached for her
book.  Some family photos on the wall caught her eye and she went to look
at them instead.  They covered the span of Dave and Alan's lifetime, from
toddlers on up.  In each photo Dave and Alan were at odds over something,
usually good-naturedly but she could sense the underlying tension.  She
looked at the latest photo, of Dave and Alan standing next to each other.
Alan bore a resemblance to Dave but with a few more masculine features. 
Young-Shin could see why Dave was jealous of him.

   She laid down in bed to fall asleep.  She found herself giggling at the
memory of teaching Alan to bow, and how his curly hair had bounced
ridiculously with the motion.  Alan was in one of her dreams that night,
but she couldn't remember any of the details.  She did know that when she
went to pee in the morning her panties clung to her crotch, as if her pussy
had been wet during her sleep.

   Friends came over the next morning and they organized a game of indoor
water volleball, a la the movie, Meet the Parents.  Young-Shin only had a
bikini, and as she came into the pool room with her lithe body squeezed
into the little thing she could see all the males throwing glances her way.
Dave's mother scowled.  But Young-Shin really didn't mind the looks that
much.  She worked hard on her figure through diet and exercise and she
appreciated the attention.  Out of the corner of her eye she saw a strong,
muscular shape coming toward her.

   "Oh, Dave, did you bring--ooops!" She said, turning.  It wasn't Dave but
his brother, Alan.  He was wearing a Speedo swimsuit.  Young-Shin's eyes
involuntarily swept over his crotch.  Something big was bundled under
there. She tore her eyes away, horrified that she'd be seen looking and
also that she'd do such a thing in the first place.  What was wrong with
her?

   'Hi Young-Shin," Alan said, with a deep bow.  His tone suggested he
hadn't seen her roving eyes.  "Were you okay down in that den last night?"

   "Oh it's fine," she said.  "I slept well."

   "If you need anything let us know," he said.  "I know Dave is kind of
blind sometimes."

   "Yeah, he can be," she said, with a grin.  "Very blind.  That's just one
of his flaws."

   Alan grinned knowingly.  "Have you played water volleyball before?" He
asked.

   "No, I don't even know how to play."

   "Okay, you can be on my team," Alan said.  "I've played this a lot more
than Dave and I know how to teach you."

   Just then Dave came out in a Speedo of his own.  Young-Shin smiled at
him.  When no one was looking she gave him a kiss on his cheek.

   "Lookin' good," she whispered in his ear.

   When the teams were divided Dave took her by the hand.

   "Oh, Dave, sorry, I told Alan I'd be on his team," she said,
apologetically.

   "That way I can show her how to beat you!" Alan cried, leaping in the
pool.  As the game progressed, Dave and Alan taunted each other
mercilessly. Young-Shin thought Dave sounded a little more shrill, however,
as if he were less confident.  On the contrary, she liked Alan's easy
demeanor.  Maybe it was the arrogance of youth, she thought.  But she
secretly took his side in the arguments, and when Alan spiked the ball into
the water near Dave she let out a whoop.

   "Yeah!  Yeah!" Alan shouted, jumping up and down.  He came to give
Young-Shin a double high-five and she complied, jumping, and their wet
bodies slapped together for an instant.  When the water cleared from her
face she looked at Dave and saw his eyes smoldering.

   "Oh come on, Dave," Alan said.  "It's just a friggin' game."

   Dave tried to pretend he wasn't upset.  The whole thing just made
Young-Shin a little more irritated at him.  After the game, however, when
she went to change in the bathroom, she was shutting the door when Dave
held it and came inside.

   "I can't help myself," he said.  "Seeing you jump around in your
swimsuit turns me into an animal."

   Feeling a little guilty for taking Alan's side -- and joining his team
-- she let him take off her bikini bottoms and rub his fingers over her
pussy -- but she wouldh't let his finger penetrate.

   "Come on, babe, let's do it," Dave murmured into her ear as she stroked
his penis.

   "Here?" She said.  "Come on, we can't.  It's not right."

   "When is it going to be the right time?" He said.

   "Not here in the bathroom, that's for sure," she said, scowling.  Dave
groaned.

   "Is that the only thing that's important?" She said.  "I let you come in
here and put your hand on my vagina but since I don't let you stick your
penis up there you get all frustrated?"

   "Shhh!  They'll hear you!  Young-Shin, I didn't mean it that way--"

   "Yes you did!  Now get out, please.  Please," she said.

   Dave looked at her and then slipped out, shaking his head.  As the day
went on they were cool to each other, and she found herself speaking a lot
to Alan to fill the gaps.  As they talked she began to realize that Dave
had underplayed Alan whenever he described him.  Alan volunteered at the
animal shelter, got straight As, and was a star soccer player.  He had a
sharp wit and wry sense of humor.  He was hardly the disorganized bum Dave
described.

   Although Young-Shin didn't consciously think about it, all of Alan's
qualities cleared a lot of hurdles deep in the nerve center of her mind. 
The only conscious recognition she had of this was when she found herself
checking out Alan when no one was looking.  Yes, he was only a high
schooler, but he was good-looking in a way only 18-year-olds can be, and
something about his energy tingled a nerve somewhere deep inside, yes, she
hated to admit, her pussy.

   Dave seemed to sense some some sexual energy going on, too, for once
during the afternoon he pulled her aside.

   'He's just a high schooler, you know," He said.

   "What are you talking about?" She replied, cooly.

   "I...  sense something...  maybe it's one-sided, but you and Alan...,"
he said.

   "Well your damn senses are wrong," she said.

   "Let's hope they are," he said.  "I dont' want anything going on behind
my back.  Alright?"

   She glared at him.  "You can be a real idiot sometimes, you know?"

   Nonetheless, she kept her eye on Alan throughout the day on Saturday,
and she realized at some point that in her eyes Alan could do no wrong. 
Why was that?  Because she was angry at Dave?  Or was it something else? 
Usually, she told herself, when your mind disregards the downfalls of a
person or thing it's because your mind is trying to propel you to a certain
conclusion, often a somewhat unwise one, involving that person or thing.

   She was surprised at how much she kept thinking of Alan despite her
attempts to reconcile with her boyfriend.  In her mind Dave became a
distraction to the task at hand, which was making a connection with Alan.

   She found herself making eye contact with Alan more and more often.  At
first he didn't notice, then he seemed a little confused by it, but then at
some point he smiled at her, and she blushed and smiled back before cutting
her eyes away.  She let him brush up against her as they put dishes away,
and she laughed a little long at his jokes.  A part of her wondered what
kind of effect this was having on a teenage boy.  She felt a little twinge
of guilty excitement as she realized it was probably quite profound.

   Late that afternoon they were downstairs playing cards when they heard a
commotion upstairs.  In a few minutes Alan came downstairs scowling.  As he
gathered towels he explained that he had spilled his fish tank all over his
bed when he was changing the water.

   "The mattress will be soaked for days," he said.

   "That's one of the fucking dumbest things I've ever heard," Dave said.
Young-Shin shot him a dirty look.

   "Well, just sleep in the den--oops!" His father said.  "Sorry,
Young-Shin has already claimed that spot!  Better take the van!" They all
laughed.  Young-Shin's stomach churned pleasantly at the thought of what
might unfold in the porn movie scenario of herself sharing the den with
Alan.

   They pondered Alan's sleeping situation until finally he said he could
clear a space for his sleeping bag in the storage room, just across the
hall from the den.  His mother suggested the living room couch but Alan
said he hated having the cat in his face all night.

   The proposed arrangement presented its own little sexual undercurrent.
It meant Alan and Young-Shin would be alone in the basement, separated by
only the den door.  The way the house was situated, with all the bedrooms
upstairs, separated from the basement by a layer of rooms and thick floors,
you could hold band practice in the basement -- or romp around in bed --
without people upstairs hearing a thing.

   The father sensed Dave's unease with the situation.

   "Well, maybe you should sleep in Dave's room, Alan," he said.

   "He snores like a buzz saw," Alan said.  "I wouldn't get a wink of
sleep."

   "Well," his father said, "maybe Dave could have the storage room and--"

   'Good idea," Dave said.

   "Absolutely not!" Said their mother.  "Sorry to be like that, but I'm
old fashioned and that's out of the question." Young-Shin realized the
mother was probably aware of the sexual undercurrent right now, too, but
she had mistakenly blamed it on something between Dave and her.

   "Well, it's settled then," Alan said.  "I'll clear some boxes and get my
sleeping bag for my night in the den."

   Young-Shin's jaw dropped.  Dave bristled.

   "Your night in the STORAGE ROOM," Dave corrected frostily.

   "Isn't that what I said?  Yeah, my night in the storage room," Alan
said. Then he realized his mistake.  "Slip of the tongue." He gave
Young-Shin a look.  "I don't snore that loud.  You wont' be able to hear me
in the den, Young-Shin."

   She laughed absently but her head was whirling at his little slip of the
tongue.  Dave didn't like it one bit.  She gave him an "Aw, come on," look,
but in reality little goosebumps had raised on her skin.

   Night came.  Another movie.  It had a sex scene and everyone shifted
uncomfortably because the parents were there.  She cut her eyes to Alan and
he was looking at her.  The corner of his mouth twinged as the woman on
screen gasped.  She cut her eyes away.  Later, before she went to the den,
Dave sat with her.

   "Are we okay?" He said.

   "Yeah, we're okay," she said.  "Sorry we fought.  That kind of stuff has
a way of making people more upset than they should be.  But I don't think
you should come down tonight.  Let's let things settle a bit."

   He nodded and kissed her goodnight.  Then he looked at her, and she
could see he was thinking of Alan being right across the hall from her, a
mere 20 feet or so away.

   "Are you going to lock the den door?" He said.  She nodded.

   "Good," he said.  "I never told you this, but...  but I think Alan... 
well, lock that door.  I'm sometimes afraid he's not what he seems."

   She could barely keep herself from laughing at his portrayal of Alan, as
if that would scare her into locking the den door against his brother and
giving Dave some peace of mind.  But she kept a straight face and nodded.

   "I'll lock it," she said.  Dave smiled in relief and slipped out. 
Young-Shin dressed in her pajamas and laid down.  Then, acting on hormones
alone, she stood up, took off the bottoms and removed her panties before
putting the pajama bottoms back on.  She went to the door of the den,
opened it enough for her hand, and hung the panties on the outside
doorknob. She'd let them hang there until midnight, she thought, and if
they didn't have their effect by then she'd take them down.

   Young-Shin laid in bed and thought about the day.  She thought about
Alan.  She felt another little twinge of guilt.  Yes, if all else failed,
she wanted things to settle between she and Dave, which is why she asked
him not to come down.  They needed a little space right now.  But the
bigger reason -- and maybe the reason she felt any urge at all to reconcile
with Dave, as it would keep her in touch with this house -- was that she
didn't want Dave to come to the den because she hoped Alan would instead.

   She didn't know what she would do if Alan did come, but she figured it
would be something that sent his mother through the roof.  She thought of
her virginity vow.  Dave hadn't been able to break it, but Dave hadn't been
able to tingle that nerve in her pussy like the sight of Alan in his
swimsuit had, either.

   The clock tick-tocked.  The house quieted.  It was 11.  Then 11:30. 
Then 11:45.  Young-Shin let out a little sigh and started to get up.  Then
she heard the creak.  It could be nothing, she told herself.  Or maybe it
was Dave, disregarding her wish.  Wouldn't he be upset to find her panties
on the doorknob?

   All the risk and uncertainty made her a little excited as the floor
creaked again.  It was definitely a footstep somewhere.  There were more,
and then the light padding of feet on carpet.  They stopped at her door. 
For a long time they were quiet, then she heard the knob jingle, and the
door opened.  She saw a curly head backlit by the fishtank light outside
the door, and she smiled.  Alan shut the door quietly behind him.

   In the dim light of the nightlight he came over to the fold-out bed.  He
was wearing only boxers.  She could hear his heavy breathing triggered from
the way he found her panties.  He had then bunched in his hand.  It
occurred to her that he might be wondering if she's asleep, or if those
panties weren't meant for him.  Her heart pounded over the fact that he
mustered the guts to come over.

   "Well, Alan," she said, answering two of his questions, and letting the
third one hang there for a moment before she said, "Are you going to come
here?"

   In her life Young-Shin could not quite recall anything like the thrill
she felt when Alan eased onto the bed next to her.  She turned on her side
to him and reached out a hand so her fingertips brushed against his bare
chest.  They were both breathing a little more quickly.

   "I wasn't sure if you wanted me to come," he said.

   "Yes you were sure," she said.  "Otherwise you wouldn't have.  What
convinced you?"

   "Well I heard Dave swearing as he went up the stairs," Alan said, "so I
knew you'd be free tonight." She let out a little giggle.

   "And I just wanted to come see you.  I wanted it more than anything," he
said.

   "You just want to see me?"

   "Well..."

   "You're just a boy," she said.

   "I'm legal!"

   She snorted.  "But really, you're just a boy."

   "Look," he said, starting to rise, "if you don't want me here--"

   "Shhh, silly," she said.  "That's not what I mean.  You're a man, very
much a man, but you're also just a boy and you don't know what you want. 
But you will know."

   He looked at her.  She tilted over and kissed him on the mouth.  He was
unresponsive at first, then kissed her back awkwardly.

   "Wow," she said, pulling away with a little laugh.  "What, you've never
done that?"

   "Never."

   She laughed.  "You're kidding, right?  Girls must be throwing themselves
at you at school.  Surely you allowed ONE of them to kiss you."

   "I'm shy."

   "But you're not too shy to come down here."

   "You're...  different," he said.

   "Oh?"

   "You're...  Asian," he said.  "We don't have any Asian girls in my
school.  You're in lily white land."

   "So you think you can come in here, no problem?  I'm just some easy
Asian chick?"

   "No," he said.  "That's not what I'm saying.  Now you're putting words
in MY mouth.  I feel...  the urge more with you.  Actually I was afraid I
was gay until yesterday when I came in and saw you."

   She was silent.  Dave had told her something similar, about her Asian
features drawing him to her.  Who knows?  Maybe yellow fever runs in the
family.

   'So," she continued, "you've never, ever been with a girl?"

   "Welll..." he said, "I felt someone's breasts before.  But she didn't
really attract me.  It ended with that."

   "And you've never..."

   "Huh?"

   "Never...."

   "Never WHAT?" He said.

   "Never....  I can't say it....  never done what they did in the movie
tonight?  When I looked at you?" Young-Shin said.

   Alan let out a nervous laugh.  "No, well, not with anyone else in the
room, anyway," he said.  "I've, um, done it to myself."

   She laughed.

   'What about you?" He said.  "How many times have you and Dave done it?"

   "Never."

   "Not once?"

   "Never."

   "That asshole," Dan said.  I asked him the other day and he told me more
times than I could count.  I was really fucking envious of him after I saw
you.  So what about other guys?"

   "Never."

   "Wow," he said, and looked at her.  "What is it, some kind of virginity
vow?"

   "I guess," she said.  "I just never met a guy who put that urge into
me."

   "Oh," he said.  'Well, that's okay.  That's cool.  What's the hurry,
huh?"

   She bit her lip and smiled at him.  She liked the answer.  "I guess
we're just a couple of virgins then," Young-Shin said.  "Come here."

   They leaned together and kissed again.  This time he was a little
smoother about it, and she dashed her tongue into his mouth.  He wasn't yet
smooth in that department and he practically gagged her with his tongue.

   "Watch it!" She said, laughing, but she was excited by his eagerness.

   "Wow," he kept saying between kisses.  "This is nice." Then: "Can I tell
Dave about this?"

   "No!" She said, laughing, and she slapped him playfully on his broad
chest.  They kissed again.  She let her hand run along his body, feeling
the tight chords of muscle.  He fidgeted with his hands, so she took one
and put it on her hip.  He responded by rubbing up and down.  At first it
was mechanical and nervous, but then he started paying attention, his
fingers feeling along her spine and waist.

   'Wow," he said.

   "You like it?"

   "You have a great body.  Do you know that?  Jesus, I mean, I knew it
when I saw you even dressed in all those bulky clothes, but then I saw you
in the pool, and...  wow," he said.

   "I saw you in the pool too," she said, her mind drifting involuntarily
to the bundle under his Speedo.  "I said 'wow,' too."

   He smiled.  "I thought you did." He bit his lip.  "Does it bug you that
I'm still in, like, high school?"

   "No," she lied.  In truth it would bother her if they were talking
long-term relationships, but at the moment his raw energy was pretty damn
desireable.

   They kissed, more expertly now.  His lips drifted to her jaw, to her
ear. She let out a little moan to encourage him.  His mouth went to her
neck.  She fell to her back and he leaned over her a little, and he kissed
her collar bone.  A question started to ask itself in her head.  Where is
this heading?  She felt barriers crumbling inside her head as she smelled
him and felt his skin and his weight.

   "You smell good too..." he mumbled into her pajamas.

   She reached a hand up and ran it through his hair.  "Love these
locks..."

   "Locks of love," he said, and she laughed.  Her hands played along the
muscles in his chest and abdomen.  He was such a youthful, strong thing. 
That nerve in her pussy was doing a little dance.

   'Wait a minute," she said, and got up.  She walked to the den door and
locked it.  "That'll give us a little more peace of mind," she said. 
Young-Shin came back to the warm bed and laid on her back.  She fixed a
gaze on Alan.

   'Alan," she said, "do you want to touch me?"

   He nodded.  She unbuttoned her pajama tops, revealing a slit of olive
skin.  She looked at him expectantly, and he slipped his hand between the
parted cloth.  His hand found her bare breast and cupped it, then kneaded
it experimentally.  She moaned again.  Then she arched, pulled at the top,
and he helped her out of it.  She reclined back on the bed.

   "Do you want to kiss my breasts?" She said.

   He nodded and lowered his head.  First he kissed her belly -- like the
scene in the movie -- and then he came up, to her rib cage, then to her
breast, and then took her nipple in his mouth.  This time she let out a
gasp as he suckled her.  She gripped his head with one hand and ran the
other hand through her hair.  Then she let the hand drop to him.  It rubbed
his back amorously.

   "Alan," she said, and he looked up.  "Come a little closer," she said,
laughing at his crossways manner across the bed.  He laughed at himself
nervously and then laid parallel to her.  She rolled into him, rubbing him
again.  Then her hand went to his ass.  It squeezed.  His eyes widened.

   "Nice," she said, when feeling the rock-hard muscles.  "Very nice."

   He dove his head back to her chest.  He ravished her for a minute before
she fell back, gasping.  He followed her, leaning over her to keep kissing
at her breasts, seeing as that was getting him results.  She took advantage
of the moment, with him somewhat propped above her and exposed, and she
reached down between his legs.  What she felt confirmed what she had seen
earlier in the pool.

   Alan's eyes widened at the touch but he didn't pull away.  She smiled at
him.

   "So I was right," she said.  "You're pretty big down there?"

   "I...  I guess so," he said.

   "Have you measured it?"

   He laughed.  "Yeah, I guess."

   "And?"

   "A little over seven inches."

   'Wow," she said.  'Dave is six."

   He laughed.  "Can I inform him of that?"

   Young-Shin smiled.  "Probably better not tell him information that only
his girlfriend knows about him." She moved her hand there again to feel
him. He was so nervous his penis seemed to withdraw nto his body.

   "Where's it going?" She said.  "I thought it would come out for the
fun."

   She felt through the cloth for his testicles, found them, and that
seemed to do the trick.  His shaft came springing back, and Alan moaned as
she grabbed hold of it through the cloth.

   "Mmmm," she said.  "It is big." Her heart was beating harder now, as it
seemed her whole pussy was coming to life.  What was going on?  She had had
no intention of breaking her vow tonight, although she never really thought
about NOT breaking it.  But it was getting harder not to trivialize it...
she was 20 years old, for pete's sake...  what if she didn't like it and
only found out after she was married...  maybe she outta just see what it's
like....

   "Can I feel it?" She said.  Alan nodded eagerly.  Her hands swept off
his boxers, which wasn't hard on his trim fram.  They fell to his ankles
and then he was naked, pretty much hairless in youth.  But his penis was
mature, and she marveled at how it sprang to full erect attention within
seconds of her hands falling on its bare skin.  It's head bulged in her
hand.  Without thinking she began to stroke it firmly.  Alan's breathing
quickened and he let out a little moan.  A new kind of energy sprung into
the bed.

   She pushed him on his back and knelt over him.  He let out a long gasp
as she took his penis in her mouth and lubricated it with her tongue.  Alan
moaned and arched his back.  She used her saliva as lubricant to stroke him
while she laid her head next to his on the pillow.

   'Come on, Alan," she said.  "Show me what happens when a seven-incher
comes..."

   It didn't take long.  Alan cried out into his forearm as a long, white
jet of cum came spewing out of his penis.  She laughed and pulled until his
penis stopped throbbing, then grabbed some tissue and mopped it off his
chest, belly and neck.

   No sooner had his cock subsided than Young-Shin learned the joys of sex
with a young man.  He turned to her and, hand on breast, pushed her to her
back.

   "My turn, right?" He said.

   Young-Shin took a breath.  This was the moment she would turn down Dave.
But that nerve deep in her pussy demanded a new course.  She nodded. 
Alan's eyes went wide and he grabbed the waist of her pajamas and pulled.
His eyes got wider when he saw she was completely naked underneath.

   "Where are your panties...?" Then he remembered the panties on the
doorknob.  Young-Shin, kicked the bottoms to the floor, and they were both
stark naked.  She grabbed his hand and, pushing aside the last Puritan
strains of doubt, and brought his hand to her pussy.  She held her hand
over his until he started working his fingers.  Then she let her hand fall
away so he could go to work.  He laid down next to her, working his hand,
rubbing her clit.  She felt his penis swelling against her hip.  She
reached down and grabbed it.

   As Alan maneuvered his fingers she felt a wave growing inside of her
like she'd never felt.  Her body began to shake and she clutched at Alan,
increasingly aware of how his cock pressed against her hip.  A wave
orginiated where his hand touched her and traveled up her spine.  She
arched her back and let out a cry as lights exploded behind her clenched
eyelids.  Her first orgasm roared through her nerves like thunder.

   "Alan, oh Alan," she murmured.  'Come here, baby, come here."

   "You want to..."

   "Yes, baby, yes," she moaned.  "I want you inside me."

   "I don't...  I need help..."

   "Come here and I'll help you dummy," she said, "Just come here!"

   He shifted over on top of her, his hard cock dragging across her belly
as he positioned hiimself between her parted knees.  He knelt on the
sheets, eyeing the slit between her legs hungrily.  She grabbed his cock.

   "We just have to get THAT," she said, squeezing it, "into THERE," she
said, feeling her pussy.  "That's not so hard?"

   He nodded.

   "Come on," she said.

   He lowered his hips down gingerly to his brother's girlfriend, his eyes
afire.  She took the bulging head of his cock and put it against her folds
of wet skin.  She wasn't exactly sure of the procedure; she just guided him
to where it felt best, and where it felt wettest.

   He rocked his hips gently.  Missed.  Tried again.  Poked her asshole.

   "It's okay," she assured him.  "Try again."

   He did, and kept missing, and kept apologizing.  But Young-Shin didn't
mind.  The truth was it turned her on.  She liked the thought of him
fumbling around down there, trying so hard to get at her.

   "That's okay," she said.  "We're just a couple of naked virgins who have
no idea--Ohh-OH!" She moaned, as the head of his cock found a niche.  Alan
pulled back at her sound, afraid he hurt her.

   "No, that's it!" She said.  "Do that again!"

   She knew he was big but she also knew she'd stretch for him, so she felt
a surge of excitement as his penis began to penetrate and her pussy ached
as it accomodated him.  A stab of pain flashed through her when his cock
reached the halfway point inside her, officially ending her virginity, and
she moaned.  Alan started to withdraw out of alarm but she stopped him.

   "Just keep going," she said.  "It's supposed to get better."

   She felt his penis creep deeper into her pussy.  Her skin stretched
pleasurefully for his heft.  She opened her eyes and saw that his were
squeezed tight as he felt the inside of a woman for the first time.

   "You're inside me," she said, with a smile, and brushed his hair back
from his brow as he rocked into her.  "You're not a virgin anymore..."

   "You're so tight..." he moaned.

   "Grind it," she moaned.  'Grind it inside me."

   He began to rock his hips, getting the rhythm going.  His swollen penis
at first hurt her some more as it felt new depths, and her insides felt
cramped, but then the big thing started rubbing her clit, and the lights
began to pulse behind her eyes again.  In a few moments it felt like his
big dick belonged where it was.

   Thrust by thrust he wiped out the last of both their reservations.  The
love-making was a herky-jerky and awkward thing at first, with neither of
them sure how to position themselves, but as the awesome feeling overtook
them they lost track of the details.  Without thinking about it she hooked
her ankles around his firm, flexing ass and ran her hands over his
contracting abdominal muscles.

   He wrapped one hand around her ass and pulled her hips into him as they
fucked.  His long, lean body strained into hers, and she began to feel his
balls rapping against her ass as he reached the limit of how deep his shaft
could go.  The sheets were balled up in a mess around her.  Young-Shin's
back and perky ass were driven along the mattress.

   "OhhhHHH Alan," she moaned.  "Ohhh ALAN."

   His energetic penis found its groove and thrummed into her eagerly, and
she caught the fever and thrust just as firmly back into him.  The bed
creaked and creaked.  She'd heard that virgins come quickly but the little
red LED alarm clock next to the bed passed five minutes, then 10, of
steady, moaning sex.  She figured it was because she beat him off before
hand.

   Suddenly Alan paused in mid-thrust.  Young-Shin let out a frustrated
sniff as her surging orgasm began to subside.

   "What's the matter?" She said.

   "Did you hear something?"

   She laid and listened.  Then she heard it, too.  The creak of feet on
the stairs to the basement.

   "Shit," she whispered.  "Should you run back to your room?"

   He shook her head.  "I locked my door too, so he can't see where we
are."

   She smiled and resumed rocking her hips into his gently.  "You naughty
man," she said.

   "Hey, I don't want to blow our cover," he said.

   "Because if you do..."

   "He'll dump you, and you'll never come back here..."

   "And you won't be able to visit me down here anymore..." She said,
thrusting her hips with a little grunt.

   Alan looked at her and smiled.  "Oh, you naughty, naughty girl," he
said, and she laughed quietly as they heard more footsteps.

   Young-Shin heard the doorknob rattle quietly.  There was a moment's
pause and then she heard a light knock.  Then another, slightly louder. 
The third time it was even louder.  Finally the footsteps receded and they
heard a knock on the storage room door.  After a moment the foosteps came
striding back to the den.  This time the knock was louder.

   "Young-Shin!" Dave called.  "Young-Shin!"

   Meanwhile, Alan and Young-Shin had resumed their fucking, albeit a
little more quietly.  As Alan's penis probed between her hips she wondered
what effect it would have on Dave to know that, while she hadn't permitted
him to hardly touch her pussy with his fingers after two months of dating,
she was doing the splits underneath his younger brother so he could explore
the deepest sanctums of her pussy with his cock a mere 30 hours after they
first met.

   She clapped a hand over her mouth to stifle her moans.  Finally Dave
disappeared back upstairs, convinced of what, they didn't know.  But that
was for later.  They weren't about to throw away what they'd started -- the
first sexual encounter for each of them, and a steamy one at that.

   A horny teenager who's never been laid can last only so long, and she
began to hear a low moan collecting in the back of Alan's throat.

   "You gonna come, baby?  You gonna come?" She said.  He nodded his head
firmly, looking down and watching his cock slip in and out, in and out, in
and out, gleaming with her juices, disappearing between her legs.

   'Should I..." He whispered.

   'Come inside me?" she said.  "Yes, YES.  It's safe."

   She would wonder later why she said that because it wasn't safe.  She
knew nothing of pregnancy risks or anything like that.  It was sheer lust
that commanded him to come inside her, which he did, to memorable effects.

   That low moan grew to a little cry with each thrust of his penis between
her legs.  Their entire midsections were slick with fluid now from the
enthusiastic humping.  When you fuck like that the juices can't be
contained to the pussy.  There was a smacking sound as they fucked.

   As his cries grew so did hers.  At first she did it to encourage him,
but then it became real.  His cock swelled and plunged into her cunt, and
lights began to flash before her eyes.  She threw her arms over her head to
brace herself from being driven in the wall.  Her submissive pose drove him
wild and he hugged her close as they fucked, so that their chests rubbed
together.

   "Alan," she moaned, hardly coherent from pleasure.  "ALAN!"

   "Young-Shin," he moaned.  "OhGodYoung-ShinI'mgonna--"

   "Come, baby, COME..."

   With a shout he lurched his whole body into hers, plunging his cock
deep. There was a moment of wild anticipation, and then he came.

   She was right on the brink of an orgasm when it happened, but his orgasm
drove her over the edge into another orgasm that dwarfed the first.  When
he came his cock pulsed like a machine gun, faster than she imagined
possible, spewing bursts of semen urgently into her pussy.  The throbbing
of his cock against the walls of her vagina ushered in her orgasm, and the
squeeze of her orgasm against his firmly entrenched penis doubled the
effects for each of them.

   She pulled at his ass so he drove his penis as deep as it would go. 
When it reached its deepest point, and it let loose yet another load, the
cum splashed like a wave directly against that nerve in Young-Shin's pussy
that had been calling the shots for her ever since she saw Alan in his
swimsuit.  The resulting orgasm would ring in her ears for the entire trip
home the next day, little beknownst to Dave.

   "ALAN, ALAN, OH, GOD, ALAN," she cried, uninhibited, as her entire body
clenched.  "FUCK, YES, ALAN, FUCK, OH, FUCK!"

   It seemed impossible that such a thing could end but it did.  As he
moaned her name in several octaves she rubbed his balls furiously,
extracting all the semen out of them that she could, and then they finally
relaxed.  They laid there for a long time, his cock pretty well stuck
inside her, until he finally pulled it out.

   They laid there for a long time in each other's arms, tracing each
other's skin with their fingers.

   'Are we in trouble?" She asked.

   "Not unless I can't resist telling Dave that I fucked his girlfriend
before he did," Alan said.

   "Oh that'll come out," she said.  "Someday when you're fighting.  I know
it would come out."

   "I'll wait until you guys break up."

   "Oh, jeez, consider it done," she said.  "I can't look back now."