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Melissa An Adult Virgin
by Jimbo (jimbo@funtime.net)

***

A new high school teacher (who happens to still be a 
virgin) is almost raped in the school field when she's 
saves by the P.E. teacher, who ends up taking her to 
his home and things progress from there, romantically 
speaking. (MF, v, 1st, rom)

***

Melissa had been a good student. Too good. She spend 
all of her time in high school working on her classes 
that she rarely dated. She really didn't have the time 
to spend with boys. She wanted to receive a scholarship 
so badly that her studies became her main interest. 

Needless to say, she remained a virgin all through her 
high school days. And her straight A average were proof 
that she had better plans for her life than getting 
fucked.

It wasn't that she wasn't desirable. She could have 
been a cheerleader, song girl, or even homecoming 
princess. She just wanted to be the best student she 
could and not let outside distractions bother her. And 
it wasn't because she wasn't sexual. 

Her masturbation had been an almost nightly routine. 
She loved her self induced orgasms and always felt that 
this was just a sign of self love and respect. She had 
become so comfortable with her fingers sliding into her 
vagina, and along her clit. She had become very 
proficient with her hands. Why did she had a need for 
some guy for sexual satisfaction. When she needed a man 
it would be for love as well as sex.

Her diligence paid off. Melissa graduated with every 
possible honor, class Valedictorian, and 18 year old 
virgin. She had her pick of Universities to attend.

She was off to a small college in New England. Here she 
could complete the goal she had set for herself while 
in high school. And she never once deviated from this 
goal. She also found her greatest comfort in her own 
hands. And again she graduated Summa Cum Laude, and 
incredibly still virginal.

She had her degree, she had her teaching credential and 
now she was moving out of the area to her first job in 
her career as a high school teacher. Woodview High 
School was one of the most gorgeous campus set ups in 
the world. It had been the private estate of a very 
wealthy gentleman in Northern California. He had trees 
brought in from all over the world. 

The campus had lawns in the places where there weren't 
trees. It was like a big park. Down the hill from the 
campus was a small "bedroom" community. Melissa found a 
nice cozy apartment just a few miles out of town. She 
could drive her car to the school in 15 minutes or so. 
This was all she had worked so hard for. And not at 
last she could indulge herself in finding a suitable 
mate. She was in no hurry, and was very selective about 
her choice.

The men at Woodview were very slim pickings. Bob 
Johnson a math teacher was a letch who constantly tried 
to corner her and get her to stop off for drinks. It 
was no wonder he had been married three times.

Harold Watson still lived with his mother and always 
tried to corner her to tell her about his latest 
illness. And then there was James Heald, a P.E. 
teacher. He certainly filled the bill as a physical 
specimen. He had that all American boy face and body. 
He had been married once before, which Melissa found 
out ended in the death of his wife to cancer. He never 
got over her and spent his free time working with the 
kids in the neighborhood. He seemed to spend all his 
free time doing things for others. 

Melissa had tried to engage James in conversation. He 
had a slight southern accent and was always so soft 
spoken and polite. Yet he never showed any interest in 
any of the single female teachers on campus. Melissa 
snooped around a little more about him and found he 
never was seen dating any other women. The only woman 
he was ever seen with was his sister. He was a devoted 
uncle to his two nieces and two nephews and a buddy 
with his brother in law. she had heard indirectly that 
his sister said he had vowed never to marry again. His 
wife was the one and only love in his life. 

She tried desperately to get the attention of James 
those first few months of school. And to no avail. He 
was polite and friendly. And he offered no hope.

* * * 

Thanksgiving vacation was approaching. Melissa's 
apartment was being fumigated, so she left the keys 
with her landlord. She was going to fly home to her 
parents home and surprise them with a visit. She lent 
her car to one of the other teachers. She was going to 
go down the hill with her bags and catch a bus to the 
airport.

School had ended. Melissa got her bags out of her car 
and said good-bye to Lois who was going up north to her 
parents but would meet Melissa at the airport Sunday 
night.

She started out crossing the campus and there was 
Harold Watson. "I just don't have time to hear about 
his latest illness today. Good he doesn't see me. I'll 
just cross through the practice field and through the 
trees," she thought to herself.

The practice field was surrounded on all four sides by 
large evergreen trees and bushes. It was lonely, but 
she felt safe since it was still broad daylight. She 
quickly disappeared from Harold's possible view, and 
made her way through to the field to cross it and then 
head to the bus stop.

She had gotten to the edge of the field when she heard 
a voice call to her. "Where are you going bitch 
teacher," hissed a voice behind her. There was a man 
standing behind her, a stranger. Panic hit her 
immediately, only to accelerate when she looked up and 
saw two other equally menacing men in front of her. 
"Taking a trip without saying good-bye?" snarled 
another man.

"Please, I have to catch a bus to make my plane 
flight."

"Without saying good-bye to us? I don't think that's 
nice of you, don't you agree boys?"

"Please, don't do that," she pleaded as one of the men 
grabbed her suitcase.

"No, I think this bitch teacher needs to teach us right 
now. Why don't you take off your coat, and maybe even 
your blouse. I think you need to teach us some science, 
maybe anatomy." There was fiendish laughter from the 
trio, as they clutched at Melissa and tore her blouse 
off of her.

Soon she was standing in her skirt and bra, unable to 
scream she was so petrified with fear. 

"Hey, those are really nice knockers you got there 
teach, why don't you let us see them up close and 
unobstructed," said the first one as he grabbed her and 
cut her bra off with a large knife he was carrying. Her 
bra fell away exposing her bare breasts to the trio of 
jackals. Then they pushed her to the ground and ripped 
the remainder of her clothing off. 

She lay in a heap on the cold grass nude and terrified 
for her life. The one with the knife made a long 
scratch across her belly and blood came oozing out. 
"You'll do as you are told or the next time it'll be 
your pretty throat and not your stomach, do you hear me 
bitch?!" 

Tears were streaming down Melissa's eyes blurring her 
vision. One of her attackers was just undoing his belt 
when a forth voice was shouting from the distance. As 
Melissa lay sprawled on the ground she wasn't even 
aware of the other voice. She knew she was going to be 
hurt. She knew they were all three going to rape her 
and then kill her. This was the end. Her brain had gone 
into shock to save her from the pain. 

The trio hearing the other voice gathered all of 
Melissa's clothes and bags and ran off. The other 
person came running up to Melissa. "Miss Snider, are 
you alright?! Melissa, please look at me. It's James. 
James Heald." 

James looked at her limp nude body. "What did they do. 
Oh my God, why would anyone want to hurt you. You never 
hurt anyone. You're one of the sweetest ladies on 
campus." His words were falling on deaf ears as Melissa 
was still in panicked shock. 

He sat her up, and rubbed her hands, talking softly to 
her. "You're okay now sweet lady. Please look at me. 
You're safe, I won't let them hurt you."

Finally Melissa regained her composure enough to 
realize that she was in safe hands. "Mr. Heald. Oh 
thank God it's you. There were three of them and 
they.." she started to cry uncontrollably.

James was kneeling next to her and cradled her head 
against his chest. "Oh poor lady. Yes I know there were 
three of them, they ran away when I came here. We need 
to get you to a warm dry place. Why were you crossing 
this field anyway? Well never mind that, where is your 
car?"

Melissa mumbled her plight. And soon it became obvious 
that she was nude, her clothes had been ripped off and 
taken along with her luggage. James was only wearing 
shorts. He had been jogging around the campus when he 
saw what was happening. 

"Melissa. I'm going to take you to my home where I can 
dress that wound and let you clean up. When we're there 
you can call your parents for assistance. I need to 
stop that bleeding." With that, James scooped up her 
body and carried her to his car. He set her on her feet 
long enough to get his car key which was hidden under 
his car. Once the door was open, he grabbed a blanket 
from the back seat of his car and wrapped it around 
her. He had used a towel to stop the bleeding on her 
belly.

They drove to his home, which was a nice little 
townhouse on the edge of the city. He parked in his 
garage and escorted the still half dazed Melissa to his 
home. Once there he turned on the shower, and helped 
her into it. He quickly helped her shower and proceeded 
to dress her wound. Color was starting to return to 
Melissa's face. Now her emotions were so mixed, relief, 
fear, shame, embarrassment, anger and admiration. James 
was a 'white knight'. 

"Listen dear one, you lay on the couch and I'll fix you 
some warm tea to drink. I'm sorry I don't have anything 
stronger, but I don't drink alcohol."

"Tea would be fine." Finally some clear words were 
coming out of her mouth. "James, thank you for saving 
me. I just knew they were going to kill me." 

James was embarrassed at her thanks and just smiled at 
her. "They weren't any guys I've ever seen. I wanted to 
kill them. While I get the tea, why don't you call your 
parents."

"Thank you." Melissa dialed the phone and got the long 
distance operator. She wanted to place a collect call 
to her parents. The phone rang and rang with no answer. 
Melissa wasn't aware that her family had decided that 
since she wouldn't be home until Christmas that they 
would spend Thanksgiving at a friends cabin in the 
snow.

"What's wrong Melissa?"

Her face was full of tears now, "there isn't anyone 
home. What am I to do. I'm stranded. No car, no 
apartment, no..."

"I'm not going anywhere this weekend. You can stay with 
me until your apartment can be inhabited again. You're 
5'6", right?"

"Yes."

"About a size 9"

"Yes, but why?"

"My sister and family are coming here tomorrow. I'll 
call her to bring some clothes for you. She's just 
about the same size as you. Meanwhile that blanket is 
all I can offer you. I got rid of Melodies clothes 
after she died. It was hard enough without her personal 
things here." 

"Do you feel like eating?"

"No I need to go to sleep. I feel so tired."

"It's the herbal tea. I gave you a tea to help you 
relax. Let me help you to my bed. Don't worry, I'll 
sleep on the couch."

"No let me sleep on the couch. You've been too kind 
already..." her words trailed off as she was starting 
to feel the affects of the tea. James picked her up and 
placed her in his bed, pulling the covers over her. 
"Good night dear lady." his words went without 
response.

It seemed like she had slept for hours when Melissa 
woke up. She heard music coming from the living room. 
She got up and opened the door just enough to view the 
living room. There was James listening to music while 
doing some stretching exercises. The only unusual thing 
to her was that he was doing them nude. She got a full 
view of his very well proportioned body. He had clear 
definition of all his muscles. 

When he stood she saw that his ass checks were all 
muscle. He looked like a body builder without a loin 
cloth. He turned around with his eyes closed absorbing 
the music and stretching. She could see his penis and 
testicles. This guy was an Adonis. He was too gorgeous 
for words. 

He turned with his back to her and bent over touching 
his palms to the floor his legs slightly apart. She 
almost came unglued at the sight of his penis and 
testicles hanging down between his legs. And in fact 
she let out a gasp. It was audible enough for James to 
hear. He rose up to a full stand and turned to the 
door.

"I'm sorry," he said, "I thought you would be asleep. 
Let me cover up. I never where clothes in my home. I'm 
a nudist. Bill and Janice and the kids are too."

"Bill and Janice?"

"My sister and brother in-law. We've been nudist for 
years. My wife was one also. I'm sorry. I don't usually 
try to startle guest. Of course I don't have any guest 
to startle. I'm..."

"No, it's fine. You saw all there is of me, why 
shouldn't I get the same treat. Besides you're 
magnificent. You look like one of the classic statues. 
No. You're body is beautiful."

James was really embarrassed at this. This was not what 
he expected or demanded. "Thank you Melissa. Are you 
hungry yet?"

"I think I can eat now."

Without thinking, she stepped from the shelter of the 
door and went into the living room as nude as James 
was. 

"Do you want something to cover up with?" asked James.

"Strangely I feel very comfortable without clothes. I 
feel so safe around you. If you don't mind."

"Mind? I'm used to the sight of beautiful young ladies 
'sans' clothing. Here sit in this chair so we can chat 
while I fix dinner."

They chatted for the longest time. And the more they 
talked the more at ease Melissa felt. To a point where 
she got up and went over to a stool next to James while 
he worked on dinner.

"I still don't understand why you were crossing the 
practice field today. Why not go down the main 
walkway?"

"Harold was there and I didn't have time to listen to 
his latest illnesses." James laughed knowing exactly 
what she was talking about. "He has never been healthy 
in his adult life," he said.

"I called the police while you were asleep and reported 
the attempt. I also called Janice. She will bring 
clothes over tomorrow when she and the family stop by. 
They're going to the camp and are planning on a big 
dinner there."

"James. I know this sounds funny and I hope you 
understand what I am saying. But I think you should 
sleep in your own bed with me. I trust you."

"That's so kind of you to trust me. We'll talk about it 
later. But quite frankly, sex is the last thing you 
need from anyone tonight."

"Thank you again. You've been so sweet to me."

"I've wanted to talk to you more ever since you came on 
the campus, but I never get the chance. Maybe we can 
have that chance now?"

Melissa's heart skipped several beats. He wanted to 
talk with her?

She has been dreaming about talking with him for so 
long. 

James really opened up at dinner. He talked about his 
marriage his deep love for his wife. Their plans. His 
love for his sister and family and how they had pulled 
him through all the difficult times. Their involvement 
with nudism. He told her how both his parents had died 
when he was 16 and Janice was 13. How he was able to 
help raise her. He felt that's why they were so close. 
They had aunts, uncles and cousins, but they were all 
in Georgia and Florida. 

Melissa reciprocated by telling of her life. How she 
always had a goal in mind and didn't want any 
distractions from it. That now she was ready to settle 
down in a career.

"No men in your life?" questioned James unbelieving

"Honest. In fact I'm still a virgin." The word had 
leaked out before she could stop it. "I'm sorry, I 
certainly didn't mean to get so personal about myself."

"Melissa, that's not personal. That's commendable. You 
should be proud. I'm proud of the fact that Melodie was 
the first woman I was ever intimate with. I have been 
totally celibate since her death."

"You haven't dated?"

"I guess I'm just really fussy. I only want to date 
someone I would care to marry. Call it old fashioned. 
Bill and Janice are pretty much the same way. He is 
totally loyal to her and she to him."

"I thought I was weird and alone with my standards. But 
it sounds like I'm in solid company."

"I'd like to think so."

"I really need to get to sleep. Please come to bed with 
me. I don't want to be alone tonight. Please."

"Okay. But I don't wear night clothes>"

"I kind of suspected that. I don't think I'll be 
wearing them tonight myself."

They were sound asleep in James' bed. About three in 
the morning Melissa started to get restless. She was 
tossing and turning. Evidently her mind was replaying 
all the feelings she had been subjected to earlier the 
previous day. Soon she was calling out for help and 
crying in agony. James rolled over and held her 
tightly. His hard nude body pressing against her soft 
womanly form.

"Melissa wake up. It's just a dream. You're fine. 
You're safe."

She woke up and not realizing what she was doing she 
wrapped her arms around James. "It was terrible. There 
was an entire group after me. And I ...." she stopped 
in midstream when she realized that she was in bed nude 
in an embrace with a nude man. "I'm sorry. I didn't 
mean to do that?"

"Do what?"

"Hug you. I mean with no clothes on. I'm really sorry. 
I didn't want to make it difficult for you."

James laughed a warm friendly laugh. "Melissa dear, 
this is not exactly an erotic embrace. Besides I was 
the first one to hold you. You were in desperation and 
needed to be held. The fact that you didn't have 
clothes on is inconsequential. You just needed to be 
held."

In some ways Melissa was relieved and in other ways 
disappointed. 

She certainly didn't want James to be some kind of a 
eunuch. 

"Even though the feel of your body against mine is very 
wonderful, you need to get some rest."

"James."

"Yes?"

"Do you find me attractive... I mean sexy?"

"That's a strange question to ask at three in the 
morning. Yes you are very much what I would consider my 
ideal. You're very intelligent, beautiful, nicely 
shaped, charming, friendly, and kind."

"That's nice, but I don't think you know me that well."

"I've watched you closely over the last several weeks. 
That's an educated evaluation."

"Would you consider giving me a kiss good night?"

"Only if that's what you would like."

"I would love it. Please."

They embraced again. James lowered his mouth to hers 
and kissed her very deeply. She could feel her crotch 
getting wet with that kiss. Her first kiss from an 
adult man. She wanted to use her hand to masturbate but 
held off. James also had deep feelings bubble up in 
him, only his feelings became more apparent as his once 
flaccid cock was getting harder. 

Melissa knew what to expect from him but knowing 
something clinically and feeling it personally are two 
different things. She now had an urge to reach over and 
feel his rapidly enlarging cock. But felt she had 
better let things stay where they were. James was 
spurred on by this sweet little brunettes feminine 
aroma. He knew when the fragrance came to his nostrils 
what he was smelling. He loved the smell of a woman. He 
was getting to a point where he really loved the smell 
of this woman. 

Maybe he had found someone to live the rest of his life 
with. Maybe he had found a partner. One to love, to 
fulfill the dreams that he and Melodie once held 
sacred. As Melissa feel into a deep sleep and rolled 
over, she disturbed the covers enough that even a 
stronger aroma of Melissa internal juices came to his 
nostrils. She smelled heavenly.

James was the first one up and had started breakfast. 
Melissa came into the kitchen rubbing her eyes. The 
fact that she was totally nude in no way affected her 
now. She sat on the stool and watched as James made 
breakfast. 

"I thought you were a health food fan."

"Oh no. My folks were southerners. We eat anything. 
That's why I have to exercise so much. If it's food, 
I'll eat it."

"That's a relief." Then Melissa blushed at the 
indication that she was measuring James up for a future 
with her.

"Melissa. That kiss last night. That was the first one 
I have had since I kissed Melodie good bye forever. 
Thank you."

"It was my first adult kiss ever. I really loved it. I 
want more of them in my life."

"I know she loved it," James thought to himself. "You 
can take a shower if you want to. I have a little time 
before the biscuits will be done."

"Okay and I need my bandage changed. You did such a 
nice job last night, and it really needs changing. 
Where did you learn to do such a good medical job?" 
Melissa said.

"I was a medic in the army and I have closed bigger 
wounds than that. It should leave very little scar 
tissue, fortunately it was very deep."

Melissa sighed deeply and asked, "Is there anything you 
can't do?"

"I can't lie."

That was a strange answer. Melissa was a little 
concerned where this comment might go. Was there a 
problem he was going to confess? "Why do you say that 
James?"

"Our kiss last night. It affected me. And I know it 
affected you. There is a very distinct fragrance that a 
woman has. It comes from deep inside her. But that 
aroma was present last night after our kiss. I knew 
what it was and why it was there. I think I should 
sleep on the couch tonight. Because I think you realize 
also how the kiss affected me."

"Yes it did affect me. That was my first romantic kiss 
ever.

And I know what you are referring to about the feminine 
aroma. I am affected very easily. And I might be a 
virgin, but I knew immediately what I was feeling 
against my body. And no, I don't want you on the couch 
tonight." with that Melissa went to James and put her 
arms around him. She brought her lips to his. They 
kissed very deeply and very long. Soon it was becoming 
obvious to Melissa that their kiss was affecting James. 

She looked down to see him getting bigger and stiffer. 
She had seen photos and drawings before, but this was 
real, it was close to her, and it was because of her. 
She could feel her crotch getting very wet and tingly. 
She was willing to give this man what she had kept for 
so long. Not only willing but this is what she wanted. 
Their embrace was shortened by a knock at the door. 
James went to the door and peeked around the corner. It 
was his sister Janice.

"I brought some clothes, James," Janice burst in. "Am I 
disrupting anything?" she looked at James and then 
glanced down at his  still hard cock. "Oh dear, I guess 
I am."

"No Janice it's fine."

She looked at Melissa who was standing there totally 
nude with this stranger, another woman, looking at her. 
Even if she knew that another nude woman was very 
common for Janice. But her discomfort didn't last long 
as Janice ran over to her and hugged her very tightly, 
giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Hello Melissa. I guess 
you know by now that I'm James' sister." She stepped 
back and looked right into Melissa's eyes, "James. She 
even more beautiful than you said. My gawd, she's 
absolutely breath taking."

"Janice!" protested James.

Janice didn't even listen to James' protest, and 
turning her attention back to Melissa she continued, 
"James has been talking about you for weeks now. He is 
really stuck on you."

"Janice!!"

Again Janice ignored his protest. She hugged Melissa 
again and said, "James if you dare let this lady go, 
I'm going to kick your bony ass all the way back to 
Georgia, stomp you into the ground there, and pee on 
your grave." 

She turned her complete attention back to Melissa, "I 
tried to bring a nice selection of clothes for you. The 
panties are new, I hardly ever need them. Oh dear, I'm 
afraid my bras won't fit. Having babies does strange 
things to your figure, but your breasts are so firm and 
high that a bra is a waste of money. I brought a nice 
dress for tonight." She turned to James. "I made 
reservations for the two of you for dinner at 'The 
Islands', I knew you would wait until the last minute 
and then not be able to get in. Dinner at 6."

"Yes sis," said James condescendingly

"I'm sorry Melissa, I'm just so excited. I want James 
to find someone so badly." She paused to catch her 
breath, "we're coming back home tomorrow morning. 
Please come over to our home for dinner. I want Bill 
and the kids to meet you. They love James so much that 
they want to meet you. If James won't bring you just 
call and I'll come get you."

Melissa was so taken by Janice. Janice was so sincerely 
excited. And it was obvious that James was her pride 
and joy. "I, uh, I would love to meet the family," she 
glanced at James, "if it's okay."

"Don't look at him, my mind's made up. Gawd I'm so 
excited," and with that Janice bounced out of the home.

"Well, I guess you've met Janice."

"Is she always that bubbly?"

"Not like that. Wow, I have to get my biscuits out of 
the oven." James ran over to the oven and removed the 
biscuits just in time. Breakfast was now ready and the 
two of them sat down.

"James. You said you couldn't lie."

"Yes," he answered not knowing what would be next. "I 
make it a real effort to be totally honest with 
people."

"Janice said you have been talking about me for weeks?"

"Uh, err, Uh, well yes that's true."

Melissa didn't say anything to that but asked further, 
"You described me to her? I didn't even think you 
noticed me."

"I didn't until you came on campus. I felt immediately 
that you were special. I know that you don't realize it 
but we are the only two music majors on campus. I heard 
you sing with the choir one day when I was passing by 
the choral room. I fell in love with your voice. When I 
heard you make your presentation to the faculty 
committee, your arguments were so well thought up I 
fell in love with your intellect. 

"I have wanted to ask you out for some time but didn't 
have the nerve. The accident last night was fate. Those 
thugs didn't know I jogged on that practice field. The 
field is exactly a quarter mile around the perimeter 
and I can run on grass. Normally I would have been 
finished, but I had some things to do in my office."

Melissa didn't know how many more surprises she could 
take this morning. She was having a difficult time 
keeping her heart from beating out of her chest. Her 
flushed face was a beacon that did not go unnoticed by 
James. The phone rang breaking this moment. James 
answered it. While he was on the phone, Melissa had a 
chance to think about what had gone on.

"He really cares for me," she thought to herself, "Look 
dummy, don't let him get away. Even his sister loves 
you. This is what you have been waiting for Melissa, 
don't mess it up." Her brain was going a million miles 
an hour.

James returned. "That was the police. They found your 
purse and wallet. The bad news is there is no money in 
either. The good news is it appears that all your 
identification is there. And there are three credit 
cards there. Did you have more?"

"No, I have a Visa Card, a Gas Card and my ATM card. 
That's all."

"They're holding it at the police station. Let's go get 
them."

They both quickly got dressed. Melissa noticed how 
unnatural wearing clothes now seemed, in fact downright 
uncomfortable. All the way to the police station her 
mind was buzzing. She tried to talk small talk but 
couldn't get into it. They arrived at the police 
station and after some formalities retrieved her 
belongings. All the way back the relief of having some 
items which couldn't be replaced comfortably or at all 
added to the mellowness that was sweeping her body.

They arrived back at James's home. They went in and 
without a second thought, Melissa started to remove her 
clothes. "Excuse me," said James.

"What?"

"Is this a new lady I have here? I mean undressing and 
making herself at home immediately? I do love it you 
understand."

Melissa was caught off guard by her own brazenness. He 
was right. But with an aire of defiance she said, "When 
in Rome..... Besides you need to change the dressing on 
my wound."

Without any warning, James went to her and held her in 
his arms, he looked deeply into her eyes and said, 
"Janice is right. I need you in my life. My life is so 
empty. I've mourned long enough for Melodie. Life has 
to go on." And with that he kissed her with all the 
love he was feeling in his heart. She responded with 
the same feelings. It wasn't too long before they were 
both aware of a mutual arousal they were feeling. 

Melissa was feeling the dampness from her crotch 
starting to trickle inside her thighs. James had a 
hard-on that would penetrate steel. Their breathing was 
becoming exaggerated. James moved his hands onto 
Melissa's breasts and softly molded them and warmly 
rubbed them. Her reaction was mixed. She and her doctor 
had been the only one ever to touch them, and her ob-
gyn was a female. 

No man had ever touched her breasts. And she loved the 
feel of James's strong hands as they adored her 
breasts. He moved his mouth from her lips and said to 
her, "There is a much more comfortable place in my 
house to be if we are to go any farther. Melissa, I 
don't want to go any farther without you being sure 
this is what you want. I'm almost to the point of no 
return."

"Yes. I want to give myself to you. I want you to be 
the one to be inside me. Please, let's go into the 
bedroom."

They went to the bedroom and James carefully laid 
Melissa on the bed. He sat along side of her and 
admired her body. His fingers made little circles on 
her breasts. Soon he was crossing them over her nipples 
which were responding to his touch by getting harder. 
He lowered his mouth on her right nipple and gently 
sucked on it.

It felt to Melissa just the way she had dreamed it 
would feel. She closed her eyes to concentrate on her 
feelings. James continued to play with her breasts, he 
wanted her to be absolutely relaxed and ready for his 
intrusion into her vagina. He had been the first and 
only man with Melodie, and he learned from his 
experience to be patient and considerate. This was a 
person he cared very much about. Not a thing. He would 
treat her with respect and care as if she were made of 
fragile crystal. He wanted her for more than this 
moment, perhaps forever.

His hand moved very carefully along her belly as he 
moved his mouth to again cover hers. Their lips were 
parted and their tongues were crashing against each 
other. He was exploring the entire inside of her mouth, 
tasting her, loving her. His fingers reached the top of 
her mons where his fingers curled into her pubic hair. 
Melissa wasn't sure what she was supposed to do, but 
she tried to follow her instincts, and wrapped her arms 
around his strong lean body. She had never felt this 
way. It surpassed every fantasy she ever had. It was 
too wonderful for her to even try to comprehend. 

She had never really been in love, she had never felt 
this power of lust which was taking over her mind. His 
hand in her pubic hair felt so good. She had no fear, 
just a desire to have his hand go further. He moved his 
mouth away from her lips and ran his lips down her neck 
and shoulders. Her body immediately reacted with tiny 
'goose bumps' along it's entire surface. If this was 
what sex was about she was all for it. She had gone way 
beyond any apprehension now. She was fully in a lust 
filled mode. Her heart was beating heavily with the 
anticipation of James' next moves. 

Those next moves came. His hand moved over her mons and 
onto her outer labia. He lightly brushed her clitoris 
and let it know that a new hand was going to stimulate 
it. Melissa's excitement had heightened to a point 
where she almost felt like she would loose her bladder 
control. She had no command of her body left. She was 
reacting strictly on impulse and instinct. She wasn't 
even aware that her legs had parted allowing James the 
unrestricted access to her entire womanhood. 

His fingers moved around her pussy like a concert 
pianist playing a concerto. His fingers were now 
entering into her vagina, that area that had only felt 
her fingers and tampons. The flow of her secretions was 
increasing as her internal fountains started pumping 
their contents with full force. James' fingers were 
getting more slippery as her let them explore even 
deeper into her. Then he removed his hand completely 
from her. 

"Why did he stop? Where is his head going now. Oh no, 
he's not going to.. Oh that's far too intimate for the 
first time. Yes he is. Oh it feels so wooondeerrfulll. 
I could never have imagined this feeling. It's 
like...." her mind was loosing all control of her body. 
She was a mess. She was a body that had no control. 

James was free to do whatever he wanted without 
objection. His tongue was dancing all over both her 
inner and outer lips. He inner lips were becoming 
increasingly rigid. James was sucking on her lips and 
drinking her vaginal flow. He seemed to thrived on her 
inner juices. His tongue made it's main assault on her 
clitoris. It had already been conquered by him and now 
it was begging for his tongue's stroke. His fingers 
penetrated her vagina more than her fingers had ever 
dared to reach. Her throat was emitting unintelligible 
sounds which she had no control over. The initial waves 
started to sweep over her body. 

They were building in intensity as James continued his 
attention to the center of her womanly feelings. Her 
clitoris was swollen and erect beyond reason stretching 
as if to meet his tongue and battle with it. The 
familiar waves intensified within her as her orgasm 
formed inside. It was getting stronger and stronger. 
She had never felt anything this strong in her entire 
lifetime of orgasms. And yet it was getting even 
stronger. 

She almost felt as though she would lose consciousness 
it was so intense. She wasn't even aware of the 
vibrations running through her body as her ass started 
to bounce on the bed. She couldn't stop her legs from 
moving. Then she hit the pinnacle of her pleasure. Her 
breathing stopped, her mind went blank and her entire 
body crashed in one ecstatic moment. 

She cried out her pleasure in a scream of joy. "Yes, 
yes, yes, oh god YESS!" and then she slumped in a post 
orgasmic quiver. Slowly the feelings started to return 
to her arms and legs, her mind started to function 
again. James had removed his mouth and tongue from it's 
assault on her clitoris which had now retreated being 
totally captured. As the fog of bliss cleared from her 
mind she began to appreciate this adventure she had 
been on. 

In a feeble way she tried to tell James how wonderful 
this had been but her words hung up. James lifted his 
head to see her glowing face. He knew what she was 
trying to say. He just moved his lips along her belly, 
and put his finger gently on her lips as if to tell her 
not to try to speak. His cock was now so rigid that he 
was afraid it would explode without entering inside 
her.

"Melissa, I'm going to do it now. If I push to fast or 
hard you have to let me know so I can back out."

She indicated that she understood. Her legs voluntarily 
spread even wider to allow his lower body to come 
between them. She felt his engorged cock probe the 
entrance of her vagina. Her body was still not 
completely under her control. She was still flowing 
copious amounts of internal juices which made his 
cock's entrance into her depths much easier. 

An electric shock jolted her system as her vagina 
recognized an intrusion of a much larger type than had 
ever entered it. She was fully aware of James' cock 
pushing slowly inside her. He pushed until he hit an 
obstruction. From this point on her vagina would never 
be as it came into the world, ever again. The tip of 
his cock pushed slowly but yet with determination to 
rupture this barrier. James studied her face carefully 
for any signs that he should stop. The pinching inside 
her increased in intensity. It was mixed with the 
demand of her body for another orgasmic release. 

She bit her lip slightly as James pushed a little 
harder. Suddenly with a slight pop deep inside her, the 
barrier was destroyed. She would never have it again. 
It was gone. James paused in his move to look for 
reassurance in her face. The smile of relief that lit 
her face up was what he was looking for. The crazy 
thought of, "that wasn't so bad," jolted through her 
brain. 

Her desire for more pleasure took control of her as her 
hands reached behind James' ass cheeks and pulled him 
in toward her hips. He reacted by completing his 
thrust. He seemed to go as far as he wanted and then 
stopped to let his fully bloated cock feel the walls of 
her vagina pulse against it. He then carefully started 
to back his cock out of her, reaching almost to the 
entrance of her vagina only to run it again to her 
depths. 

Her body responded with an electric message of pleasure 
which rattled in her brain. He again moved out and back 
in. Soon this became a constant pattern as her hips 
moved voluntarily to meet his hips. With each stroke 
her body responded with an ever increasing wave of 
pleasure. She had endured the worst and now she was 
reaping the rewards for yet another orgasm was starting 
to form inside her. One entirely different than any she 
had felt before. 

The physical pressure inside her changed her feelings 
and added a new dimension to this wave of pleasure. 
James started to pick up his tempo, and Melissa eagerly 
met his tempo with her hips. Her body was again going 
under it's own control with no intervention from her 
brain. James was now moving in and out of her with a 
driving force. Her body was bouncing with his motion 
combined with hers. Her breasts were rolling in circles 
on her chest. 

She was losing all conscious contact with her body as 
again she was cresting. James was spurred on by her 
obvious response. He could feel the almost forgotten 
sensation of his semen begging to be allowed a hasty 
exit from within him. It seemed to be building up 
pressure just at the base of his cock. And then he 
exploded ejaculating his pent up flood of semen, 
shooting glob after glob deep inside Melissa. Her 
secretions were so full that he could feel their 
combined juices extrude between his cock and her 
vagina. 

The feel of him inside her giving up it's load brought 
Melissa closer to this new orgasmic delight. As he 
pushed past his ejaculation and continued to push into 
her she erupted. Again she lost conscious control of 
her voice and screamed with sounds of complete 
fulfillment and pleasure. Both James and Melissa were 
struggling to breath. 

He started to slow down and then to stop, with his cock 
lodged as deeply inside her as he could leave it. As 
his cock returned to it's more flaccid state he could 
no longer stay as deeply inside her as he had been. 
Soon he was slipping out with the continued flood 
pushing on his now powerless cock. He rolled off of her 
and laid beside her, still breathing rapidly. 

When he regained control of his breathing, he didn't 
say a word. He just rolled her against his body and 
hugged her. Caressing her lips with his. She responded 
with cooing sounds coming from her throat. His upper 
hand slid down behind her and onto her ass. 

With a gently tug, he pulled her hips even closer to 
himself. They stayed there for several minutes while 
the two of them regained their composures. James again 
started to kiss her breasts, this time with a different 
purpose. This time not to stimulate her but to be close 
and warm with her. The afterglow that both of them 
enjoyed was one of those moments you never want to end.

Later that evening they had the best Thanksgiving 
dinner Melissa ever had. Food never tasted better, the 
music was never sweeter, everything was wonderful. 
Melissa had finally fallen deeply in love. And the 
object of this love was there with her.

End

Author's Note: What started out as an erotic adventure 
in my mind ended up being a love story. But that the 
danger of being a hopeless romantic. One of the 
pitfalls of writing stories is that I get involved with 
my characters. 

I started to really love Melissa's character and so I 
ended up keeping her very pure. James was hurting and 
she filled in the hurt with her love. When I originally 
introduced Janice, I wanted to expand more on the 
nudist family life, which I have experienced first 
hand. Some readers might find it very incredible, but 
nudist families for the most part are not very out of 
the ordinary in their sexual lives.

Sexual deviations among nudist is very rare and usually 
carefully scrutinized. I didn't want to introduce 
Janice and her family as having an incestuous 
relationship because it wouldn't fit in my story.

So if this story seems tame to some of you, I'm sorry. 
Love can be erotic.

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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