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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ My First Time With A Woman by H.Wolf & Kathy I met Nancy and her mother during my freshman year in school. Nancy moved into my neighborhood just before school started. A friend of mine, Tom, was hot for Nancy and it seemed she felt the same about him. She wasn't allowed to date yet, and none of us had a driver's license. So Tom arranged for us to walk past Nancy's house at a certain time, and Nancy would invite us up to talk. As you might expect, I was quickly excluded from their conversation. Consequently, Nancy's mom, Susan, who always kept an eye out for her daughter would talk with me. That very first time before we left, Nancy's mom, told me that I was always welcome to come back and talk with her, that she especially loved the sound of my voice. Over the next few years, I continued to visit them, even after Tom and Nancy lost interest in each other. Most of the guys I hung out with were the shop class type, a fast and fun crowd, but not too much brain- power. Nancy and I shared math and science classes from geometry to trigonometry, from biology to physics, all through high school. We studied together in a small den at the back of their house while watching television. Susan often sat with us, helping with our math, as she seemed to have a natural ability. Most teenagers seem to push their parents away, but Susan and Nancy were a team. Much to my delight and pain, they frequently tag teamed up against me, alternatingly flirting or general male bashing. I had no complaints mind you, the warmth and attention of two women gave me was worth the occasional prod I received. Looking back, I think they used me as Nancy's guinea pig, but I learned enough as well to make it a fair trade. I have a good deal of mechanical aptitude, and I became a part-time "man around the house" for Nancy and her mother. For Nancy and I, the relationship grew until she was my closest female friend. Susan and I had another different relationship. She was almost like a mentor to me, but there was always tension present between us and without thinking much about it, I assumed it was a teenager/parent thing. It was late summer, between my sophomore and junior year, when a very significant event occurred in our relationship. During the school year, Nancy stayed with her dad one weekend a month. (Her folks were divorced.) During the summer, it varied, especially if he invited her on vacation with him and his new wife. I dropped by their house one hot summer day to kill some time. Susan's car was there, but nobody answered the door. I figured they might be out back by the pool, so I walked around. Susan was just coming up from the pool as I approached. She told me that Nancy was with her dad, shopping to get ready for their upcoming vacation together. Then she reclined on a chaise, to soak up some sun- shine, and I sat in a chair near her to talk as we usually did. As I looked at her, in her new swimsuit, I reflected on how she had changed over the past couple of years. When I'd first met them, Susan had been probably twenty plus pounds heavier, and she had always worn baggy clothes. Nancy was rail thin, and the only thing she shared with her mother was a pretty face. But over the past year, Susan began shedding pounds and updating her wardrobe. As I said, I was looking at her in her new swimsuit, her first bikini, she had said, and was trying hard to get a casual look at her chest as we talked. She was down to what she called her "fighting weight", about 120 pounds, and standing about 5'6", with what I considered a beautifully curvy body. During the past year, Nancy had begun filling out, so now with her mom's updated wardrobe they could pass as sisters. After a few minutes went by, she flipped to her stomach and asked me to put some sunscreen on her back. She unhooked her top and had me spread lotion on her shoulders and down her back. I was going to stop at her lower back, but she asked me to spread some lotion on her legs as well. So I started at her ankles and worked my way up. As I rubbed higher up on her legs, when the thought popped into my mind about what it would be like to rub lotion between her legs. As I thought about that I could feel my dick filling with blood and getting hard as hell. A little distracted by my teenaged lust I paused about mid-thigh. Susan said, "Keep going, I don't want to have a sunburn right at the edge of my rear end." I finished putting the lotion on her legs, rubbing it right up to the edge of her bikini bottom. She said quietly, "You have good hands, sometime you'll have to give me a massage." I had no idea if she knew what those words were doing to me, but to avoid embarrassment, I said nothing; turned away, and let the sun warm me as I tried to consciously slow my heartbeat. I closed my eyes and we lay there in silence for pro- bably ten minutes or so went by when I heard her rise from the chaise. She said, "Want to go inside and get something cold to drink with me?" I nodded my head yes as I tried to stop looking at her breasts. For some reason I couldn't stop looking at her body now. I'd never done that before, but now all of a sudden my imagination was running rampant, just like my dick. She was holding the bikini bra cups to her chest as she walked to the back door of the house. She gave me a little smile and I turned red with what I was thinking. When Susan got to the door she turned around and said, "Hook me will you?" I did my best with a little fumbling at the catch, then we walked into the kitchen. She got out a couple of glasses and a pitcher of lemonade from the refrige- rator. She poured herself a glass then gestured for my glass. I guess I hadn't fastened her top properly, because just as she leaned over to fill my glass, her top popped loose and fell to the table. In her surprise and confusion she promptly dropped the pitcher of cold onto the table, the pitcher tipped over and gushed its contents right into my lap. Susan was grabbing for her top, as I jumped up in shock at seeing her breasts naked, and the sensation of ice cold lemonade soaking my pants. By the time we gathered our wits, I was stammering out an embarrassed apology, and she was asking if I was all right. She said, "I'm going to change out of this suit. You get a towel from the hall bathroom to wrap yourself in while I rinse out your pants and throw them in the dryer." I headed down the hall in front of her to do as I was told. As I went into the bathroom, she flowed on by into her bedroom. I shut the door, took off my shorts and pants, and wrapped myself in the biggest towel I could find in the linen closet. As I stepped from the bathroom, I glanced down the hall to her bedroom, and glimpsed her through a partially open door. She was completely naked and seemed to be inspecting her shape with approval. I wanted to watch, but didn't want to get caught, so with only one more quick glance, I went into the kitchen, tossed my clothes in the sink, and sat down to wait for her. In just a minute or so she appeared. She spied my clothes in the sink, and as she swept them up and headed toward the basement laundry, she said, "Why don't you come down with me and we'll play some pool while we wait?" When we got downstairs she told me to set up a game and went into the laundry room. When she came back she took a long look at me and said, "I wish I could give you something more to wear, but I don't think you would fit in either my clothes or Nancy's." I muttered that it was okay, and that I didn't really want to wear women's clothing anyway. Susan giggled and said she thought that would be interesting to see. As we played, Susan started a conversation on a per- sonal level. She was making statements that she seemed to want me to confirm -- about how she felt it was time for her to start seeing guys again, about how she had been losing weight to be more attractive. I guess my response wasn't strong enough because she straightened and asked point blank, "Tell me honestly, how do you think I look?" I replied quite honestly, "I think you're beautiful." That got me a quick smile, a hug, and a very warm but short kiss on the lips. As she pulled away, my thoughts were focused on how soft, warm, and wet her lips had felt against mine, how her breasts felt pressed against my naked chest. It was hard to turn back to the game, and try as I might, I found myself thinking of the glimpse that I had seen of her body while she was in her bedroom looking at herself in the mirror a few minutes before. I was fantasizing about ripping off my towel as she pulled off her clothes, and before I realized it, an erection was fully extended under my towel. I knew I had to stop that line of thought, and tried to turn my attention back to the game. That's when she stroked her hands along her sides from thigh to breast, and said, "I've been trying to get back in shape. Is this a body that guys would want?" Without much thought I said, "Any guy who didn't want you is, A - dead, B - gay, or C - a fool." I stood there waiting for her to get mad at me, I couldn't believe I'd just said that to Nancy's mother. But Susan surprised me. She said, "Ohhh, that was good!" Then she kissed me again, slowly this time with a full body hug. The erection that I had been hoping to hide came to full attention under my towel. I was certain that as tightly as she held me during that hug she would surely feel my predicament. I had no idea what to do, except that I was so enjoying the kiss and body contact that I wasn't about to be the one to break free. As she finally broke the kiss, she said, "Whoa, I need to think about what I'm doing here. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." Then she turned and went into the laundry and got my shorts. She came back into the rec room and handed me my shorts and said, "Here, you can put your clothes on again." I had no chance to say anything because she turned and walked up the stairs. I went home embarrassed and very frustrated. -o-o-o- Months went by, I continued to visit Susan, but nothing more happened between us. Finally school started, and my thoughts returned to the girls I saw in the halls and classes everyday. Eventually, I turned sixteen, a milestone allowing me to drive. It was hard to get hot and heavy on A bicycle, I figured that transportation and privacy were surely the keys to sexual heaven. With money I saved working nights as a busboy, weekends at a gas station, cash left me by my grandfather, and a little help from my dad; I bought a 1964 Oldsmobile Cutlass convertible. I cruised that first night with some friends, then on Saturday I thought about showing my new independence to Nancy. It turned out that Nancy was at her father's for the weekend, but Susan looked my machine over and made some appreciative comments. She even suggested that I come by and give her a ride with the top down that evening, but I assumed she was just being nice to me. I had no date that night, but I hoped that I might run into some female that afternoon and maybe manage a date for the evening. I mean now that I had wheels my life would change, I'd be able to attract the opposite sex. So I left my house intending to cruise for a while and maybe find some friends if nothing else. As I drove around the corner, I saw Susan waving to me. I stopped and she walked up to the car asking, "Coming by to give me my ride?" I said, "Sure, hop in." She smiled and said, "Well, if you're serious, let me go get my purse." I responded, "If you take too long I'll honk and make the neighbors mad." She laughed and said, "One minute tops, you can time me." She came out, tying her hair into a ponytail, hopped in the car and said, "Let's go." We cruised down a couple of streets, then got onto the highway and I let it out to about 70. We laughed and joked for awhile and she asked what I was going to do that evening. I said, "Nothing much, maybe I'll get lucky and get a date. But I'll probably just hang out with the guys." Susan smiled and said, "Well, why don't you take me out on a date?" I looked at her with wide eyes and said, "Sure, where do you want to go?" I had no idea where to take a girl on a "car" date, and certainly had no idea where a "woman" would want to go. She said, "Let's go to a drive-inn and eat popcorn and make fun of the movies." I asked, "Any particular movie you want to see?" "No, but we can go across town so you don't get seen by your buddies and get embarrassed to be out with an old lady." I said proudly, "Hey, one look at you and all the guys would be jealous," and I meant it, Susan did look hot in her tight linen blouse and those short, shorts. So off we drove to the drive-in across town, (She in- sisted that we go there, I think she didn't want to be seen with a teenager. But I didn't care, I was buzzed to have this beautiful woman in my car, it made me feel cool, and grown up.) We got popcorn and cokes before the first movie, and had a good time making fun of the poorly played ro- mantic characters. When we returned to the car after intermission, she asked if I had a blanket. I said no, and noticed the drive-inn had not yet put out the car heaters. It was a cool evening in October, and neither of us was really dressed to spend the evening outdoors, so we put the top up. I asked if she wanted me take her home, or turn on the engine and the heater. As the movie started, Susan snuggled up against me, "to keep warm". She took my hand, and holding it, pulled my arm around her shoulder saying, "If you don't mind, we can share body heat to help stay warm." I didn't mind, I just hoped that one of my friends would "happen" on us and see me with this hot looking female. I was nervous being so close to Susan this way, but wouldn't have traded this spot with anyone in the world. The feature film was another romance story, with better acting than the first movie we'd seen. We actually began watching it, and I almost forgot how close Susan was snuggled up to me. When a hot sex scene came on the screen, she started rubbing my thigh and I became very conscious of her next to me. I started heating up, and in no time I had a painfully hard dick straining in my pants. I'm not sure why I did it, but I tried to put hand on one of her breasts. When she moved my hand away, and said, "Maybe you should take me home now." I was so embarrassed that I thought I'd die. She had frustrated and embarrassed me again, but I said nothing, I just put the speaker on the pole, fired up the engine, and we headed back to her house. When we got there, I pulled in her driveway to let her out. Susan opened the door, but before she got out she said, "Don't I get a kiss goodnight after our date?" I shrugged my shoulders nervously, and she said, "Listen, I've always thought you were cute and certain- ly fun to talk to. Every woman has something special she looks for in a man, something that turns her head so to speak. For me, it's always been a man's voice. Since the first time I met you, your voice has been a turn-on for me. I think I told you that the first time we met. I've almost lost control several times. I'm sure you remember the day I lost my top and dumped a pitcher of lemonade in your lap. You were too young and I was too old, so I had to push you away. Well, you're not quite legal yet, but in my opinion You're not too young, but maybe I'm still to old?" She paused, but before I could say anything she con- tinued, "I may be too old. I don't know, I just know, I want you now and don't want to wait any longer. So Here's the deal. I want you to drive away. If you want to go hang out with your friends, or want to go home, I understand. If you want to come back, I'll be waiting. You'll have to leave your car somewhere else so the neighbors don't wonder. You understand what I'm saying?" I nodded yes, I couldn't trust my voice just then. She gave me a quick squeeze on my thigh, and a peck on the cheek, and hopped out of the car. I sat there for a minute before taking off. I was in turmoil, I was even scared! I'd never "been" with a woman before; What it I screwed up. What if I looked like a fool or did something wrong and looked like a fool? My fear and Midwestern morals were telling to go home, she was twice my age and the mother of my friend. But my teenage hormones were telling me to go back and maybe get laid for the first time in my life. -o-o-o- She met me at the door and sighed, "I almost wish you hadn't come back, this is going to be messy." That confused me a little, but as I stepped into the living room, she gently began to kiss me. Not like other kisses I'd had, not like any thing I'd ever experienced before. Susan immediately opened her mouth and began to push her tongue up against mine. Our kiss quickly turned into a passionate embrace. I remember the incredible feeling her lips against mine caused deep inside my trembling body, lips that even with hard kisses remained very soft and warm. Our tongues continued to play with each other and I rapidly got hard as a bone. Her hands dropped to my rear and as she squeezed my butt cheeks, then pulled me into her. She moved her lips to my ear and whispered, "Do you remember saying any man in his right mind would want me?" I nodded yes, and her tongue traced the edge of my ear. Then she whispered, "Do you want me?" I nodded yes again, unable to find my voice. She took me by the hand, and led me down the hall to her bedroom. Once in there, she turned and gave me scorching kiss. Then she pulled away and asked, "I've frustrated you a couple of times haven't I?" Again, I just nodded. She continued with a soft smile on her lovely lips, "You remember that day when all you had on was a towel? Well, before that I remember you rubbing lotion on my legs, and I damn near climaxed just thinking of having you in my bed. I couldn't have you then, I told myself that you were too young, that I'd have to wait. Well I'm not waiting any longer." With that, she kissed me hard again on the lips and brought a hand around to my crotch and gripped me through my pants. I thought I might faint. The feeling of her hand on my swollen dick was so wonderful I thought I might come right then and there. Susan broke our kiss and slid to her knees in front of me. while looking up at me with a sly smile on her lovely face she slowly opened the fly of my pants and took my dick out. Her smile broadened, as she rolled my hot sticky teenhood between her fingers. I almost died when she sank her mouth over it. The feeling of her hot moist mouth on my organ made me knees weak. I looked down at this sophisticated grown woman as her beautiful head began to bob up and down my virgin cock. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, I couldn't believe how wonderful she was making me feel. It was too much. At this point in my life, I had made it to "first base" with a couple of girls, "second" with one, but I had never experienced anything like this. Not knowing that I was going to, I started coming in her mouth. I was mortified as I gushed into her. I couldn't help myself, all I could do is stand there and empty myself between her ripe wonderful lips. I felt a tight band closing around my forehead and a gray- blackness swam before my eyes and I felt my life giving seed rushing headlong from my body. Susan just moaned and kept bobbing over my dick. I could hear her swallowing. She was making a gulping noise trying to keep up with the many loads I was depositing into her throat. She used her hand to help milk me dry, swallowing all my come. Finally satisfied that she had sucked out every last drop from my body Susan stood up and said, "I knew you would be in a hurry the first time, now we have the rest of the night." After a moment I found my voice and sheepishly admitted that I had never made love to a woman, and didn't really know what to do. I said, "All I know, is I think your face and body are incredible." She had on a long loose dress, and moved into my arms saying, "The zipper is in the back." After I pulled down the zipper she shrugged her shoulders and the dress fell in a soft puddle of material at her feet. Still in my arms, she said, "My bra opens in front." After some fumbling I got her bra open and stood amazed at the beauty of the tits displayed before me. She had a wonderful tan, but her breasts milky white. In contrast, the large dark areolas contrasted wonder- fully, the nipples were already standing proud. I was just staring at them, doing nothing. She cupped one breast with a hand and using her other hand, drew my face to her. I sucked in as much as I could, then let it slip away until just the nipple was between my lips. I began to suck her nipple in and out of my mouth as my arms encircled her. I caressed her back, letting my hands slide down to her rear. I put my hands in her panties, sliding my hands to the sides I drew her panties down her thighs, sliding my lips down her belly, drawing her panties to the floor, and let my tongue probe her navel. She pulled me up to face her and said, "You're doing exceptionally well for a beginner." All this occurred with light spilling into the room from the hallway. Now she turned on a light next to the bed and said, "You need to see and learn." She knelt across the bed to pull the comforter off, pausing to give me a rear view. She looked back and asked, "Like what you see?" I replied, "Yes very much," and reached out to touch her. "Just wait... there's more." With that, she gracefully turned, and lying across the bed and opened her legs to me. I stood frozen to the floor! I could she her cunt as plain as day. The mysteries of a woman were beard to my sight. I instinctively wondered what it would feel like to plunge into the folds that lay there so inviting to me. My cock rose as she pulled her pussy lips open. She held out a hand to me, grasped my fingers and guided them to her. She said, "There's no better time to be a man than now. Look at your handsome manly rod instantly responding to the sight of a female. I just love watching you getting so hard, and so fast." Guys your age talk about fingering a girl, but touching here, on my clitoris, is what does it, not finger strokes in and out, come here and try it." Taking the lead, I moved closer and used my hands to open and explore her. I looked closer and she drew my face to her pussy. I wasn't sure what to do, but figured that if I did something wrong I could trust Susan not to laugh at me. She was very wet, as I began to lick at her pussy lips. I could see a little nub sticking out of fleshy folds at the top of her slit, and went for that. Susan started to squirm when I tongued that little button, so I guessed that that was her clitoris. Within a minute Susan started to moan and shudder under my tongue. It was wonderful to see her in the throws of passion, and to know that I was causing her ecstatic movements. After her spasms slowed she pulled me up and said, "Quick learner." She reached down and started to stroke my new erection saying, "I see you're ready again. That's a bonus being with a teenage boy," she chuckled. Then she looked deeply into my eyes and said, "Most guys seem to want to be on top of a woman, but the fact is that sex is not really about conquest. It should be about mutual enjoyment. It usually takes longer for a woman to reach a climax, and if she's on top sometimes there's enough control to let both people climax. You want to try that?" To be honest I didn't know what Susan was talking about as far as positions were concerned. All I'd heard was that we were going to fuck. My dick was so hard it hurt. It felt like a muscle somewhere was going to pop any moment. Susan pushed me down on the bed and straddled my chest with her knees, and brought my hands to her breasts. She held my hands as I kneaded her breasts and tweaked her nipples. As her nipples hardened and rose to twice their prior size she said, "No mistaking this on a woman, she either has a chill, or someone has excited her." She wriggled, spreading her juices on my chest, then moved up until her thighs straddled my head. With my hands still on her breasts, my tongue went to work on her clitoris again. I found that I liked pleasing her with my mouth. I put all my being into my tongue. In minutes she was moan- ing and wriggling on my face. I knew she had climaxed again, I could taste her as she came. After a full minute her moans died away to sighs. But my attention never wavered, her taste and touch was entrancing. I realized my hands had moved, I was squeezing her rear now, pulling her into my face as my tongue swirled over her clitoris. Finally she called out, "Enough, I need you in me." With that she slid down and as I raised my head to watch as she grasped my dick and slowly lowered herself onto it until I was fully inside her. If I live to be a hundred I'll never forget that feel- ing. It gave me such a sense of freedom to have my cock plunged deeply into her moist warm folds. She leaned forward and with her breasts hanging in my face, she made a slow full-length movement up and down my dick, stopping to rub herself against my pubic bone at the bottom of the stroke. After maybe a minute of this she brought my hands to her hips, then began to move up and down me with quick half-length strokes. She was driving me crazy with sensations, the feeling of her velvety walls gently massaging my prick was pulling me over the edge again. Finally I grunted that I was about to come, and she began to slam herself down on me. It felt as if the tip of my cock was poking into her stomach as she reached the bottom of each stroke. As I came in gushes, I think she did too, moaning out, "Yes, oh God it's been so long... yes... yes!" One final shove and Susan held me deeply inside of her, then she collapsed on my chest, and in a hoarse whisper said, "I was thinking of throwing you back in the pond, but I think I may have to keep you." Se giggled a lit- tle wildly at her own joke. Afterward she moved off me, and we cuddled in a spoon- ing position, her hand over mine, cupping her breast. -o-o-o- Not very many minutes had gone by, when my cock started expanding again. It wasn't my fault. Susan's hand was stroking it, and I was instantly horny all over again. It almost seemed that the more I got the more I wanted. I let my hand slide down her belly until my fingers played at the curls disappearing between her legs. She wiggled her rear against me, then turned to face me. We spent some time kissing softly, caressing each other, then Susan pushed me onto my back. She turned sideways, and kissed her way down my chest until I could feel her lips touching the tip of my prick. I jumped as she licked down the length of my shaft, up and down, then all around. When she reached the top again, she took me into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the tip. Then to my amazement, Susan just sank her head down over my dick and it disappeared be- tween her lips until her nose was rubbing against my pubic hair. It was incredible, I could feel my cock sliding into her throat, and I was totally shocked and incredibly turned on by this. I had never even imagined something like that before. Susan pulled off my stiff cock and turned to face me, saying, "Let me know when you're ready to come." Then as she took me into her mouth again, she moved her lower body to straddle me, putting her legs on each side of my head. I took the hint and leaned up to taste her again. She didn't move her head much as I began to tongue her clitoris, I could smell my own jism, and at first wasn't quite sure if I wanted to taste my own sperm. But then I figured that if Susan could suck me after I'd fucked her, then I could eat her after I'd fucked her. It was only fair. When my tongue ran into a glob of my own sperm, I thought I might gag, but instead I just licked away swallowing my own jism. It sort of turned me on to know I was doing something so perverted. I began thrusting my dick up between Susan's lips. I was stroking deep into her throat, and coupled with the excitement of tasting her, I almost forgot to tell her I was near coming. Moving my face to the side, I croaked, "I'm going to come." Much to my surprise, she squeezed my cock firmly, and made my climax fade away. She lifted herself off me, and spun so we faced each other. She laughed and rolled onto her back and said, "I'm at least one up on you. I want to feel you inside me again. You get on top this time. I want you in me as deep as you can go." She pulled me over onto her, and as I moved between her legs she spread her them wide for me. I arched my back to watch as I entered her, and I pushed in a few small strokes, watching as I slid in and out of her. It was an incredible site, only that morning I had been think about nothing more erotic than getting a girl to take a ride with me in my new car. And here I was screwing an adult woman in her own bedroom. It was crazy, but I was loving it! As I thrust, Susan swung her legs behind my butt and crossed them using them to pull me deeper into her. Then, as her ankles slid down to hook behind my knees, she said, "As deep, as long, and as hard as you can, please!" She brought her knees to each side of me, and I pulled them into my chest. I reached behind her and grabbed her rear as I began thrusting as hard as I could. I began pulling out until only the head of my cock, then plunging hard into her again. Soon I increased the speed of my thrusts as I learned her limits. We were inching across the bed as I slam- med into her at the bottom of each stroke. I was quickly reaching another orgasm, but I didn't want to disappoint her, so I pulled out of her, and slid down so I could bring my tongue to bear on her clitoris again. She was wriggling and moaning in another climax as she reached down to pull me back up. I urgently pushed her legs wide and immediately drove my full length into her again. I quickly began long, deep, hard strokes until I was near to coming again. I pulled out again, sliding down to tongue her but she said, "No, no, I can't take any more." But I kept going down, kissing and nibbling at her thighs while a thumb massaged her clitoris. This time as I brought my tongue to bear on her clitoris, I let my thumb enter her and caress the inside of her pussy. She immediately began bucking against my hand and tongue, crying out sounds I couldn't understand. Susan seemed to be having a series of violent climaxes, and I knew that I was ready too. I knew that if I didn't mount her soon, I'd be shooting all over the sheets. I took my hand away from her sopping pussy and moved up her beautiful body again to enter her. I was so excited by her reactions and the feelings that were boiling inside of me that after only a few strokes I came in huge gushes inside her pussy folds. Breathing like a locomotive I collapsed on top of her. After a moment, I started to move off her, concerned that my weight on her might be uncomfortable to her, but she held me tight, saying, "Stay inside me until you can't anymore." I kissed her neck and ears, and tried to tease her nipples but she stopped me, saying, "I can't take anymore for now, please." When my erection finally faded, and I fell out of her, I rolled to my side taking her with me. Susan had her head cradled in one of my arms. I grasped her rear and drew her closer to me. We kissed softly, and she whispered, "My darling, I haven't felt this good in years. Are you sure you've never done this before?" I felt proud of our lovemaking and my part in it and replied, "No, just beginner's luck I guess." I was searching for something warm to say to her, and I whispered into her ear that I loved her. She pushed me away slightly and looking into my eyes, said, "I like you, and I know you like me. I lusted after you, and given your performance you lusted after me. But, let's not bring love into this. I won't let it go that far, it just can't be, I'm old enough to be your mother." "I understand, I just didn't know the words to say, to let you know how good I feel, to tell you how grateful I am to you." She smiles and said, "That I can deal with, all you have to say is a simple thank you." I replied, "Thank you." -o-o-o- Did Susan and I get together again? Yes, in November when Nancy was at her dad's place, and twice in Decem- ber. Christmas night had more delightful presents than Christmas morning. I stayed that whole night, and after a morning love making session, she told me it had to come to an end. Susan was over her divorce and ready to date guys her age again. And she told me that I needed to pursue girls my age, to discover their delights. I didn't like it, but I guess I knew she was right. After a few tense weeks our relationship returned to something like it had been before. And after a bit, I did find out the delights that girls my own age had to offer. And I was fully prepared to make them happy. I even got a bit of a reputation for being a lover in my senior year of high school. Life is a strange and wonderful thing... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with strangers. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with strangers!! You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 8