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 Me and Sean (mf)

   This is the first in what I expect will be a series of stories called
"Grownup Stories For Boys and Girls." This -- and any that follow -- are
pure fiction but based on people I knew and things that happened in junior
and high school, as we all learned about sex and dating.  Each story will
have a beginning posted publicly and a custom continuation based on
comments and suggestions I receive.  If you enjoy this beginning, let me
know and suggest how you think the story might continue.

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   Yeah, I know I don't know you but I gotta tell someone about me and
Sean. I mean like it's been three weeks of absolute heaven!  But you have
to promise not to tell anyone cuz this is just soooo awesome I don't wanna
screw it up.  Ok?

   Yeah, well you know Sean -- Sean Williams.  I mean like here's me, this
little freshman, and there's Sean, a senior and dreamy football player,
right?  So I've had this total crush on him since the first day of school.
He smiled and said "Hi" to me between classes that day and I got all
shivery and, you know, squirmy "down there." Do you ever get that?

   Well, anyway, I went out to watch him practice after school.  I just sat
in the stands and dreamed about being with him while he ran around a bunch
and caught passes and stuff.  There were a bunch of other girls there, like
cheerleaders and senior hotties with the big boobs -- the bitches.  But
they didn't pay any attention to me cuz I'm just a freshman and don't have
big tits yet like they do.

   I'm not bad looking, though.  Don't you think I look ok?  Sometimes I
look at myself...  You can't even breathe a word of this, ok?  Sometimes I
look at myself in the mirror at night before bed.  I'm standing there all
naked and stuff in front of the mirror and I watch myself squeeze my boobs
and run my hands down my waist and hips and turn this way and that.  Do you
ever do that?

   Ok, so I'm not bad looking, just kinda short and boob-challenged.  I got
boobs.  They're not like, you know, just bumps, but they're not very big
yet.  They're kinda nice, actually, if you like small ones.  Anyway, I like
to fee them with my hands and pretend they're Sean's hands.  I get all hot
and close my eyes and think about how it might be with Sean.

   Well, anyways, it happened.  Yeah, really!  But he says we gotta keep it
secret.  I can understand that.  He's got all these girls like me drooling
all over him and he says he's gotta protect my reputation cuz they'll get
jealous and start calling me a slut and everything.  He's sooo cool.  So we
just hook up sometimes after school or on weekends and do stuff.

   Anyway, I kinda hung around by the gym after practice and said "Hi" to
him when he came out.  I thought I was gonna die when he said "Hi" back. 
He said, "Are you going this way?" And I said, "Yes." I didn't care which
way he was going.  He put his arm around me and we walked toward his car. I
so wanted someone to see us but there wasn't anyone around.

   So he asked me my name and I said, "Deanna," and he said that was a
pretty name and that he had seen me around school and thought I was pretty.
I almost peed my pants.  "Really?" I said and he said, "Yeah." I mean I was
in heaven.  we were walking and he was pulling me in close with his arm so
I just put my arm around his waist -- his ass, actually, cuz he's so tall
-- and we walked together.  It was soooo cool!

   So he asked me if I wanted a ride home and of course I said, "Yes." He's
got this way cool Honda SUV; you know -- the big one.  So we got in and he
asked if I needed to go right home or if it would be ok to kinda drive
around a bit first.  Well, you know what I said.  Of course I said "Yes" we
could drive around for a while but I had to be home by six.  That was an
hour!  An hour with Sean in his car, all alone.  Is that cool or what?

   So, anyways, we were driving out north 7th and he put his hand on my
leg. Shit!  I didn't know what to do.  I mean like no guy has ever done
that to me and I know he's not supposed to but I kinda liked it and I
didn't wanna piss him off or act like an eighth-grader or anything, so I
didn't do anything.  So he looked over at me and smiled and just kinda kept
moving it higher.

   I was scared shitless!  Lemme tell you, I like froze.  I mean I was
getting hot all over, like when I touch myself in front of the mirror, but
I couldn't move.  His hand was pushing my skirt up and I could see a lot of
leg; he could, too.  I mean, his hand was going waaaay up there.

   He kept doing that and then he found a spot to park.  The sun was just
going down cuz it was Fall and the sky was all red and his hand went back
on my leg and he turned in his seat and just stared at me for a while
before he started leaning towards me.  Oh, geez!  He's gonna kiss me, I
thought.  And he did, right on my mouth.  And he pushed his tongue between
my lips and right into my mouth, too.

   Shit, I thought.  He's gonna know I never kissed like that.  He's gonna
think I'm still a baby unless I prtend I do this all the time.  So I used
my tongue, too, and it was kinda neat and the next thing I knew my heart
was pounding and I was breathing funny -- kinda panting like I was out of
breath.  And you know what else I did?  I put my hand on his leg, too, way
up high, like he was doing to me.

   So we kissed for a long time.  I got used to it real fast and learned to
breathe through my nose so I could kiss for a long, long time.  Gawd, his
lips felt so freakin' good on mine.  And his hand kept getting higher and
higher.  I felt it when his fingertips touched the edge of my panties and I
kinda held my breath, wondering what he would do next.  It didn't take long
for him to reach up a little farther and then -- OMIGOD -- I felt his
finger right on my pussy!  He was rubbing right on my slit and I felt
myself getting all wet.  I just know he could feel it, too.

   Well, anyways, I pulled his hand away and said I had to get home.  That
was the truth.  It was almost six and, besides, his finger felt so good on
my pussy that I would have let him do it forever, if he wanted.  When I
looked in the mirror, my face was all red and flushed.  I felt like I do
when I touch myself down there in bed at night but it was better when he
did it.  All I had to do was enjoy it.

   But I was afraid what might happen if I let him go on doing that to me
so I put my knees together and sat up straight and insisted he drive me
home.  He did, too.  He was all nice and friendly.  He said we could get
together and do stuff again if I wanted.  He said we needed to be cool
about meeting, though.  He said if I wanted to hook up I should cut out a
heart from a piece of paper and write my name on it and stick it his his
locker at school.  I figured he had lots of girls doing this but I didn't
care; it felt so good to be with him, kissing and feeling his hand on my
pussy.

   So, anyways, I can't wait to tell you about the next time we met.

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   Let me know if you want to hear more about Sean and Deanna.  Email me
at:

   cyberguy20038@yahoo.com
   I'm open to suggestions for the continuation.