My First Time

Neighbor's daughter seeks out widower next door, to help her with human sexuality lessons.

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Then the doorbell rang. I went to the door and opened it, only to find my neighbour's daughter Tess standing on his front porch. I'd watched her grow up next door.

"Oh, Hi, Tess. What can i do for you?"

"Hi Mr Brock. I um, I need some help with some, uh, homework. I was hoping you'd be able to help me?"

"Okays, I don't know how much help I can really be, but I can try. High school was an awful long time ago for me! Come on in."

Tess followed me into the living room and I asked her "Do you want a drink, I've got water, pop, juice, or milk."

"Water's fine" she said.

I poured two glasses and came back, handing her one as she sat there on my sofa. "So, how can I help? My knowledge of high school math is really out of date you know."

She was fidgeting and blushing, as she sat there clutching her drink and a textbook. Finally she exhaled and said "Human sexuality" as she held up the book.

I blinked at her, nonplussed. What are they teaching kids these days? The only response I could muster was "Um, what?"

She set down her book, took a drink, then set her glass on the coffee table. "Mr. Brock…"

"Call me Kenneth, please."

"Kenneth. I, I want to learn about um, you know, sex. I, my friends, they're all starting to do stuff, to fool around, and I um, I want to learn too but I'm afraid."

I sat there looking at her, unable to process what she was saying. She grew more agitated, and blushed even more. Tears welled up and slipped down her cheeks. If I have one weakness, it's a crying woman. I got up and moved to sit beside her and wrapped my arms around her.

Tess sobbed and clutched at me, crying into my shoulder. After a few minutes she pulled back, and I let her go. "Will to teach me?" she asked. Oh fuck no, I thought.

"That depends on what you want to learn."

"I want to learn about sex. I want to learn everything, I want you to teach me."

"Oh. How old are you now, Tess?"

"I'm sixteen. I'm old enough to learn about this."

Oh crap. This is bad. Really, really bad. "You may think you're old enough, but not for me, that's for sure. You're not even an adult in the eyes of the law. I'm sorry Tess, I can't help you with this."

Tears started dripping again as she spoke. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have bothered you with this. It's just, like, all my friends, they're doing stuff, and I feel left out, I want to, but I'm scared. They all say sex is painful, or uncomfortable, or just, not great. Stuff I've read, and stuff I've watched on the internet, makes it sound like sex should be really good, really fun, but my friends say it's not. I want to learn the right way, so it's good for me."

Wow. What the hell are her friends doing? Ah, right, teenage boys. Worse than useless. Maybe I can't do anything with her, but I can help.

"Ok, I am not going to teach you, at least not any hands-on lessons, but I will offer you some advice."

She straightened up a bit, and wiped her eyes. God she was so beautiful. Very girl-next-door wholesome. The last thing she deserved was some idiot teenage boy humping at her for 30 seconds and then running off to brag about his prowess to his idiot friends.

"My first piece of advice is to masturbate."

She looked confused now. "You want me to what?"

"Masturbate, play with yourself. Look, how will you ever be able to tell your lover what you want and how you want it unless you know yourself? Get comfortable with yourself, learn how to please yourself, learn what makes your orgasms great."

She was staring wide eyed at me now, as my words started to sink in. "How do I do that?" she asked.

"Look up female masturbation videos. Watch and learn, and practice."

"Okay" she said, "What else?"

"Buy a toy. Get a marital aid, a dildo, so you can practice feeling what intercourse is like. You can use other things, but it's better and safer to use the right tools for the job. Look up a sex shop or stag shop. I'll even go shopping for you if you want."

"Oh, yes, would you, please?"

"Certainly. Now, once you are comfortable with your own sexuality, and you find someone you want to be with, make sure you tell them what you like. Don't be afraid to be demanding about what they're doing. They either do it right or you kick them out of bed."

She giggled at this, which I thought was incredibly cute. "Don't discount female lovers either. They like sex exactly the way you do. Once you get good at masturbation you'll be able to please another girl quite well."

"I don't think I want to do that, I like boys." she said.

"You mean 'men' not 'boys'. That's exactly why your friends are having lousy sex. They're playing with boys."

She nodded, so I continued. "Guys like oral sex too. In fact, if you're good at blowjobs you won't have to put up with their inept antics in bed. That's another use for the dildo, to practice oral sex. And if a guy starts to hump your face, if he starts grabbing you and pushing, bite him. You don't have to take that if you don't want it. If it's something you enjoy, then let him play, but otherwise he is there to please you, not the other way around."

Tess was smiling now, tears all but forgotten. She hugged me, and said "Thank you. I will follow your advice Mr, uh, Kenneth."

I picked up her book, flipped through it quickly, and found the section on female anatomy. I showed her the diagram and said "Learn what all your parts are, what they're for, and how they work. This is a good place to start. I'll find you a toy tomorrow and you can stop by to pick it up on Tuesday, OK?"

She nodded, saying "Thank you", and repeated herself after hugging me again.

Once she'd left I locked the door and went upstairs with laundry basket. I dropped the basket on the bed and went into my bathroom. I had such a wicked hard-on, I just had to get some relief. The very idea that the literal girl next door wanted me to teach her about sex had me hard as steel.

She might be jailbait but I could still follow my own advice, and masturbate. Of course I didn't last long at all, but I wasn't trying to last.

I went shopping for Tess on Monday, picking out a nice realistic looking dildo and a bottle of personal lubricant. Maybe it was wishful thinking, but I chose one that was almost exactly my size. The girl at the cash looked kind of funny at me, so I smiled and said "Gift for a friend

Tess knocked on my door the next afternoon when she got home from school. We exchanged greetings and I handed her the plain brown paper bag. She wanted to pay me for it but I told her it was a gift. l got a hug in return and she practically scampered next door. I silently wished her luck. ." It's great to see Tess feeling more confident about her sexuality. I'm still amazed that I'm the one she turned to for help.

The thought of this girl using her new toy to explore herself gave me fodder for my own playtime for the next week. She may only be sixteen, but she's unbelievably sexy.

Afterwards I only saw her in passing, as usual, and we'd wave and say 'Hi'. She looked happy and cheerful, and I assumed her self-directed lessons were going well, as she hadn't returned for any more advice. Part of me assumed she'd developed a romantic relationship and was handling things just fine.

Life went on, I kept busy at work, and did yard maintenance, laundry, and all the usual stuff around the house. I wasn't into playing sports, so I went to the gym a few days a week to keep in shape. My woodworking hobby morphed from a strictly power tool shop to using a lot more hand tools. It was slower paced but I found it a lot more rewarding. Thoughts of Tess faded away. I had my 'internet videos & pics' to keep me occupied when I needed it. I had no interest in pursuing a new love this late in life, so i wasn't dating or putting myself out there.

That was two years ago. Today I was in the basement shop, planing a cherry table top. It was good physical labour, and I was sweating a bit as I worked. I heard the doorbell, so I set the plane aside and brushed the shavings off my pants.

The bell rang again as I hurried up the stairs, yelling "Coming!" I pulled the door open to find Tess standing there smiling at me. "Oh, Hi there, Tess. I haven't seen you around for a while. How've you been?"

"Hi Kenneth! I just wanted to stop by for a visit, if that's OK?"

"Uh, sure, come on in, can I get you a drink or something?"

"Water would be fine, thanks."

I poured two glasses and brought them to the living room. We sipped and she set her glass down.

"So what brings you by today?" I asked.

"Same as last time." she said with a demure smile.

Last time? Shit, last time she wanted me to 'teach' her about sex. I choked on my drink.

"Uh, Last time?" I said faintly.

"I'm here for my next lesson. I turned 18 a month ago," She beamed. "And now I want you to finish teaching me about sex."

Holy fucking mother of god. She was back, and she was more beautiful than ever. She'd matured more since she was 16, with such a pretty face and solid, slim figure. I could see how nice that figure was, because she wasn't hiding it. The bright yellow halter style dress she was wearing had a deep vee displaying her lovely cleavage, no back, and came to mid-thigh on her sleek legs.

I didn't realize that I hadn't responded to her.

"Well? Will you? Please?" she asked. "I've waited two years you know. And I followed all your advice too. I'm ready for the next lesson."

"But why me, you're stunningly beautiful, you could have any guy you wanted."

"I know. And I want you." She said with resolve.

She then kicked off her sandals and stood up. Reaching behind her neck, she undid the tie holding up the top of her dress. It came undone and the dress slithered to the floor, pooling around her feet. All she had on now was a pair of lacy yellow panties

God she was perfect. Chestnut hair, falling about her shoulders. High, firm, fully tanned breasts with neat brown areolas and stiff looking nipples; her slender waist flared into nicely curved hips, which continued in a graceful curve down her thighs.

Tess stepped towards me, and held out her hand. I reached out and took it. God help me, this was so wrong, but I was literally unable to resist her. She pulled gently and I rose to my feet, stunned by her presence. A tug on my hand was all she had to provide to get me in motion, and I followed her from the living room.

She led me to the top of the stairs, hypnotizing me with the sway of her ass; then stopped and asked in a sultry voice "Which way is the bedroom?"

"This way" I said, pointing to the right. I continued to follow her, into my room, where she stopped, turned, and stood with her arm wrapped around the tall bedpost at the foot of my queen bed. "Tess…" I croaked in a strained voice.

"This is what I wanted back then, when I came to you two years ago. It's still what I want now. You said I was too young. I'm an adult now, and I want this, I want you."

"Oh god, Tess. I want to say no, I should say no, I have to say no, but I can't. You're so perfect, so beautiful, so delightful, and I can't tell you no."

She smiled, and oh man, she was so stunningly beautiful it made me weak at the knees. Like a fucking goddess. And like a goddess, no mere mortal like me could refuse her.

"Make love to me, Kenneth." She said, in a low sultry voice.

I peeled off my polo shirt and tossed it aside. The rest of my clothing quickly followed, and I stood before her as aroused as I had ever been in my life. Her smile broadened and she laughed lightly, saying "Oh you're perfect! You're just like that wonderful dildo that you gave me to practice on!"

I remembered the dildo I bought her years ago, and recalled that that was exactly what I'd picked out for her. I just smiled back at her and gave a little shrug. She laughed again and beckoned me forward. The goddess pulls the strings and the puppet moves to her will. Where did she get such sexual confidence and assertiveness?

I took her hand and walked over to the side of the bed, where I sat and guided her onto my lap, and kissed her.

She sighed into the kiss, and melted against me. Her skin was so soft, her warm, fragrant body so supple and firm at the same time. We kissed for a while, and I moved my attentions from her lips to her jawline, then to her earlobes, and finally her neck.

Tess was cooing and sighing in my arms, her firm breasts and taught nipples pressed to me. I kissed her again, harder, and brought my tongue into it. Hers came back at me to play, and we tasted each other for a while more.

When she started to writhe in a subtle manner I knew she was truly aroused, so I moved her over to lie back on the bed. Awestruck, I gazed at her, reddish brown hair fanning out on the bed, firm breasts sitting high on her chest, defying gravity and anatomy alike. I swooped down upon her breasts, stroking, kissing, licking, and fondling her magnificence.

Those coos and sighs continued, and she started adding words to her breathless sounds. "Don't touch my nipples yet" she whispered, as she directed me to the valley between her tits. I moved to the undersides of them, and thence to her areolas, as I progressed along my slow, wonderful tour.

Finally, with a moan and a push, she led me to the end of this part of our journey. Set in goose-bumped areolas, her swollen, highly sensitive nipples were my last target. I began with gentle licks, then small kisses, on one, then the other, and back. Then it was nibbles, fingers rolling them, sucking them, pressing them, and manipulating her nipples as many ways as I could. She began to writhe beneath me, her words tapering off into moans and gasps. No longer directing me, I played, I explored, I teased and tantalized her. A shudder, followed by a long sighing gasp was the signal she was done with this, and she gently pushed me away.

"Oh, Kenneth, that was wonderful! Thank you. Now lay back, I want to explore you."

I did as she bid, and Tess started touching, stroking, fondling, and kissing her way from my ears to my toes. She didn't spend too long in any one place, and she avoided my cock completely. Little questions, do I like this, or that, and little comments about what she found or liked, interspersed her explorations. She found some ticklish places, and she also found some really arousing places too. Places my wife had never found, places I never suspected I had.

By now, there was a puddle of pre-cum on my abdomen, and she shifted her position to inspect me more closely. She lifted my cock and licked the most recent droplet from it. Then she dipped her head down and lapped up that puddle. My stomach muscles flexed and clenched as she tickled me with her agile tongue. She giggled at my 'gut reaction' as she called it.

Then the most wondrous sensation hit my rigid cock. Her mouth closed over me, and that agile tongue found a new place to play. My late wife hadn't been much for blowjobs, so this was a rare treat indeed for me. Last time would have been probably 25 years ago. And it didn't stop with her tongue, amazing as it was. My shaft began to disappear into her mouth bit by bit, as she bobbed up and down ever so slowly. I stared stunned and slack-jawed in amazement as Tess worked my cock into her throat.

I kept my hands to myself, clutching the duvet, and desperately willed myself not to cum. Alas, this last was in vain, because this goddess continued to pull strings on her mortal puppet. She wanted me to cum, so cum I would, whether I wanted to or not. I groaned and muttered "I'm gonna cum" through gritted teeth. She heeded my warning by humming and pulling back until just my head was in her warm wet mouth. She redoubled her efforts with her tongue, swirling around and around my throbbing manhood. With a whimper I came, shaking and pulsing over and over into her eager mouth. She swallowed my load and kept licking and sucking until I wilted in her mouth.

"How was that?" she asked.

"Oh god, Tess, that was the best I ever had."

She giggled again. "I'm just glad you picked a toy the right size. Practice makes perfect. Although my toy doesn't cum like you do, that was a bit of a surprise. It doesn't taste bad at all, but the texture is weird."

As I listened to her words, she made me wonder, and I had to ask. "Was that your first real blowjob?"

"Uh huh. First ever. It was good?"

"Like I said, best ever. I can't believe that was your first time doing this!"

"First time for real, it was always just my toy before now."

"Wow."

"Now it's your turn to please me" she said, rolling onto her back and tugging my arm. Those strings again, pulling me wither she desired, and this time it was her most private place. I used my hands and forearms, my lips and tongue, to stroke and touch her all over. It was my turn to find her interesting places, her ticklish spots, and make her squirm in anticipation.

I touched her face and neck, kissing and stroking, and proceeded to her shoulders and arms. Another chance to play with her lovely breasts was not to be denied either, and I did indeed have her squirming now. I worked my way down her body, making sure to test every place I could for sexual suitability. She directed me to a few places that she liked, and I found some spots she didn't yet know about. She began to get more vocal, calling my name occasionally, giving hints and feedback and directions, interwoven with a progressively louder and more varied series of moans and gasps.

I stopped, and rose to preview what I was about to acquire. I softly brushed my fingers all around her panties, and her movements became more erratic, changing from a slow undulation to twitching and shuddering. Slowly, I peeled the bright yellow lace from her hips. I could scent her now, a wonderful mix of the robust and the delicate at the same time. She had a beautiful reddish-brown bush, lush and soft, that led to her sex.

I nuzzled her lovely triangle of fur, all the while drawing in her heady aroma. I discarded her panties now, and her legs fell open to my gaze. Beautiful. Exquisite, even. Her lightly furred vulva surrounded a pair of dark-edged lips, glistening with the source of that scent I was enjoying. I pushed her legs farther apart and looked up at her. She smiled back at me and said "Teach me". Fuck.

A lick, along her slit, hammered my senses of taste and smell, filling me with her. She was sour and sweet and floral and meaty, with a little saltiness from her sweat. I moaned into her as I plowed her with my tongue again, deeper, harder. More contact, more flavour, more joy! I pulled back and looked for her clit. That little peak in her folds held a secret I wanted to discover. I drove my tongue into her again and licked all the way up to try and find her clitoris. It was there, small, but firm, still buried in those folds, I could feel it. She could too, based on how she squeaked and jumped when I hit the right spot.

Her breathing was getting faster, and her thighs were flexing, so I assumed she was very close. Did I want, or even need, to tease her? I needed to know what she wanted, so I asked. "Do you want to cum now, or make it last a while?"

"In a little while, but not too long" she said as she brought her ha

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The guilt provoked by Mr. Jacobs' observation was fleeting,

It was clear that the charade was over, and 'Valentine's

"Yes, 7?"

"See you then."

This time I locked the side door while we were closing the

I thought about our new paradigm while sautéing some chicken

An erection was imminent, and I decided to change clothes

I think Emily had the same idea. She arrived wearing a

I had seen Emily in a variety of very attractive dresses and

We met in an all-consuming embrace and I lifted her into my

I was not interested at all in the salads sitting on the

As each second passed, our desires grew and inhibitions

The erotic scenario brought physical sensations on a level

I loved feeling the motions of Emily's hips in my hands but

Sensing my intentions, Emily pulled away from our kissing

Her eyes watched mine as they surveyed the amazing sight

She watched as I admired her in amazement, "You are so

Without saying anything, she laid herself back on top of me

She did, and her motions quickly evolved from rocking into a

I could feel heat building on my thigh, emanating from both

Emily intensified her grinding and the combined stimulation

The mere touch of her hand triggered my own reaction,

I looked upward from the sights and smells of our

Eventually, Emily dismounted my leg and did her best to make

We both knew we crossed a sinful line that night, and I

Over the next 12 hours, I vacillated between wanting to

"Yes. What's up?"

"I think we should talk about last night."

My phone rang a few seconds later with a voice call. It was

"Hi Michael."

"Hey."

"I can stop by the store, but I'm not ready to talk

I started to protest, "I'm so sorry. I'm worried I

She interrupted firmly but compassionately, "Stop!; Michael,

"But I;”

She interjected again, "Michael!; I have a lot of

"Ok, I love you too."

We ended our phone call, and my phone chimed a text alert a

I typed back, "See you then. I love you too."

Emily did stop by the store that day and it was surprisingly

The 'public courtship' portion of our relationship continued

I mentally declared the end of 'Valentine's Day' and prayed

Coincidentally, about 3-weeks after our night of debauchery,

"Valentine's Day tonight?"

I had little resistance to the idea while lying in bed with

"Are you sure?"

She replied immediately, "Yes, I miss V-day."

"Me too. 7?"

"See you then!"

My anticipation escalated exponentially as time slowly

It happened to be an unseasonably warm April day with

After Mr. Jacobs and I closed the store, I went upstairs to

Emily arrived promptly at 7 o'clock wearing a very cute

"Wow, you look incredible!"

She gave me a flirtatious smile and said, "I'm glad you

I responded with a teasing, "Oh really;” and

Breaking our kisses, I pointed at the bowls on the counter

Emily laughed and we sat at the kitchen table to eat our

When finished, we both stood and placed our respective

I immediately pressed my lips against hers and she responded

Those first kisses filled with gentle romantic passion

She giggled playfully as I collapsed backward on the sofa,

Emily occasionally shifted the weight of her hips from side

She sat upright on my lap and reached for the bottom of her

She planted her knees on either side of my lap and lifted

Emily watched intently as I adjusted myself then momentarily

As we renewed our make-out session, Emily was enjoying the

She intently rocked her pelvis forward and backward,

The physics of her motions, and my erection's desire to

We gazed lustfully into each other's eyes, heavily inhaling

Emily kept her eyes locked on mine when she brushed my hands

My fixation was interrupted by the longing in her voice,

The luxuriously tender pillows conformed to the curvature of

I cupped her breasts with my hands and squeezed them such

The erotic sensations sent both of us over the edge. Emily's

Emily collapsed onto my chest and laid motionless, only

We laid together in post-orgasmic bliss for several minutes,

We were both hit with the carnal reality of the situation

We didn't have any way of cleaning and drying the dress in a

It was better than nudity, but the ill-fitting clothing was

I led the way, walking a fair distance ahead of Emily and

Our system worked well, but it could only go so far. Men

I lingered outside the dorm for what seemed like forever

"Ok, good."

The adrenaline of sneaking Emily home faded as I walked back

I skipped my classes the next morning and laid in bed,

I called and she answered immediately, though with a somber

"I didn't feel like going."

"Me either."

"Emily, we have to talk about Valentine's Day. We both

She cried, and spoke in a trembling voice between sniffles,

She was right and I didn't have a good retort other than

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I sit naked in an overstuffed leather armchair absorbing my

The remnant scents of crushed rose petals and last night's

While my senses are filled by the early morning experience,

God has been good to me. I was raised in a very loving home

There were a few local main street businesses that were the

Two other local landmarks were the towering white steeple of

The Burkee's attended First Congregational Church, as did

Mr. Burkee knew money was always tight for my parents and,

The hardware store was a natural fit for me. My family

After a few months, Mr. Burkee asked if I would want to help

What didn't come easy to me was social ease. I was a very

When I turned 16, Mr. and Mrs. Burkee promoted me to be a

I didn't recognize it until years later, but the trust Mr.

Girls were still a different story. I had zero confidence in

Accepting failure in that part of my life, I poured my

By the time my Senior year arrived, I was a well engrained

During that year, I began to think about life after high

My mechanical mind dreamed of an engineering degree and a

My parents had managed to squirrel away a very small college

Mrs. Burkee had taken a keen interest in what I intended to

I took her advice to heart and explored various community

My "top-pick" school, Powell College, was located

Meanwhile, graduation was a couple months away and the

My mom disagreed, arguing it was a rite-of-passage and that

My statement about finding my own date was a partial truth.

Prom was an absolute disaster. Set-up dates are awkward

We slowly shuffled around in circles, clumsily looking for

Envelopes with college and university logos began appearing

A few days later, I closed the hardware store and went home

I nervously pulled up a chair and waited patiently while

"Mike, you did a great job managing the store while we

I listened intently as he continued, "We would like to

I was more than happy to do so and started to respond, but

I looked at her quizzically and waited for her to continue

I was quickly doing calculations in my head. Their proposal

Mrs. Burkee excitedly continued, "I know you really

Mr. Burkee echoed her thoughts and added, "You've

I looked over at my parents. My mom was beaming and my dad

I slowly responded, "I; I don't know what to say.

I think Mrs. Burkee was even more excited than me and

High school graduation and the following summer went by in a

After arriving at Powell, I quickly settled into my dorm

Naturally, my first stop was the local downtown hardware

I spent the rest of the day applying for jobs anywhere that

I settled into a routine of classes and work over the next

Between the hardware store paycheck, some help from my

During those first few weeks, I also began attending Faith

Due to my schedule at the hardware store, it was a few weeks

My eyes casually scanned the room looking for other familiar

Socially horrified, I quickly stepped backward and squeaked

The girl's head tilted upward to reveal pure beauty with

A pang of nervousness clenched my stomach as her delicate

"Nice to meet you Michael," she said

I stood with Emily's soft hand in mine, frozen in an awkward

Again, she ignored my ineptness and continued, "I'm

Her hand slipped from our handshake as she turned and began

While small, her 4'-11" body was perfectly

Emily proceeded to introduce me to nearly everyone in the

As the study ended and people began to informally mingle

The inquiry was rote social courtesy for most people, but

She enthusiastically replied, "Great! I'll see you

Over the following weeks, I fell into a routine and became

At church, I began to build friendships with a few of the

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As it turned out, I would learn a lot more about the subject

The group consisted of students from very conservative

Emily was sitting a few chairs to my right and noticeably

"Sexual purity is important, but I think we're getting

She continued after a slight pause, "For me personally,

She hesitated for an instant, then added, "I know that

My mental wheels started turning as Emily's comment pivoted

The next time I saw Emily was Saturday morning when she

The couple decided to go for the metal mailbox, which I

Beautiful flowing handwriting was perfectly aligned on the

I involuntarily smiled at the sight of her smiley face and

I saved her number in my phone and texted, "Sorry, I

I did want to see her and, on a whim, quickly hit send on a

My phone chimed almost immediately, "Text me when you

Mr. Jacobs and I locked up the store at 6 o'clock and I

The local dog 'n suds type window-service stand was popular

She arrived a few minutes later, fashionably dressed in a

When it was our turn at the window, Emily ordered a

Once seated, Emily opened her petite mouth as wide as she

She facetiously reprimanded me with a mouth full of chili

After talking for more than an hour, we disposed our trash

"Yes, that would be nice."

We slowly strolled side-by-side toward the Powell campus as

"Yes, and I should thank you for that. I did a lot of

"That's great, but why thank me?"

"Well, I was encouraging you that God can use you in

She told me more about the summer camp as we slowly followed

The topic of our summers dwindled to a close and we were

After a little while, Emily somewhat hesitantly asked,

We happened to be passing a bench when she asked the question

"Honestly, I hadn't put much thought into relationships

Emily started to interject, "You're;” but

"I've done a lot of praying, studying and thinking

Our eyes met before I very intentionally suggested,

Emily simply replied, "Yes, I think you are right about

She said it with normal tone and inflection in her voice,

I was honest and a thinly veiled in my response, "This

Emily smiled warmly and we resumed our walk with more

I did do a lot more thinking and praying on the subject over

The timing was also terrible. The spring term was ending in

I didn't feel it was right to take the next step with her

I was working at the hardware store that Friday afternoon

She responded a few minutes later, "Yes."

"Hardware store at 6?"

"K"

Emily arrived a couple minutes after 6 o'clock, just as I

The screen door squeaked shut and I greeted her from the

"Sure."

She did and we gave each other a brief hello-hug after I

I had been building up courage for the conversation all day

"I've been doing a lot of praying since we talked last

Emily mouthed an almost silent, "Ok," while she

"Emily, I want you to know that you are very special to

My eyes began to swell with tears as I spoke, "I'm so

Emily brushed away tears that were streaming down her

"I couldn't live with myself if I hurt you;”

I gathered myself for a few moments before continuing,

We were both openly crying. "I'm so sorry Emily. I hope

She interrupted me, "Michael! These aren't sad tears.

We both stood and organically melted into each other's arms,

Her voice was muffled by my chest when she said, "I

I truly appreciated Emily's graciousness and patience, but

Emily and I spent as much time together as we could before

I had promised Mr. Jacobs that I would price a recently

There was a lot to do and I convinced her to help apply

We worked well together and made it through most of the

"Hey! Give me that!"

I mischievously mocked, "What?; this???" while

She jumped unsuccessfully to reach it and I retaliated by

She protested futilely, "Stop! Not fair!"

I held the gun back over her head using both hands to adjust

She playfully punched my stomach and laughed uncontrollably

I reveled in hearing the pure innocent joy in Emily's laugh

Mr. Jacobs must have heard the commotion. He opened the

Emily and I hugged and cried as we said goodbye for the

True to Emily's encouragement over the last year, I was much

When the Burkee's returned from vacation at the end of the

It was the final year of our annual tuition-vacation

The extended summer vacations had brought back a connection

Strangely, being physically apart from Emily for the summer

Back in Powell on Tuesday before classes started, I was

The Fulton's were a very conservative and traditional

Professors were required by the college to hold open office

I opened the door and stepped in, "Hello Dr.

He started flipping through some papers on his desk and

I felt the unconscious need to match his formality,

Intrigued, he set his reading glasses on the desk and leaned

"It's about Emily, sir. I have had the privilege of

I paused briefly without receiving any immediate reaction

"Define relationship."

"Courtship, sir. I would like to court her with the

Seemingly satisfied with that response, he asked, "Have

"We talked about our growing feelings for each other

"Are you committed to the Biblical model of

"Yes sir."

"That includes being the spiritual leader in the

"Yes sir."

"Very well then. You have my permission."

He stood to shake my hand, "I know she fancies you. I

That afternoon, the Christian sc

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As this

In the year of our lord, 823 A D, a girl, Joanna Wellen was born in a small village not far from Salisbury

In those days in England and Europe for that matter, females

Joanna grew up as a scullery maid and worked on her Father's

As her father loved her very much, he had no complaints regarding

After several years, the schoolteacher, one Edmund Beddus was married to a fairly well to do somewhat older

After a while, Gwendolyn became angry due to the attention

The young village priest Father Paul had always seen Joan walking

"Are you no longer reading Joan?"

"I no longer have books available to me, Father."

"Well Joan, if ever you wish books to read again, feel free to come by the rectory after supper and I will let

This was a very special offer as there were no libraries and

The following evening, after making supper for her Father,

The third and fourth were written in Latin, a language in

"When a priest has a craving for a physical union, it

"Father what is a phallic member?"

"All males have a phallic member Joan. It is the

"I have no knowledge of such essence. What will it

"It is the instrument that will allow a female to see

"Do you have your phallic member with you Father

"Yes, I do."

"May I see it Father?"

"Of course my child."

Father Paul lifted his short tunic and revealed his penis and

When she complied, Father Paul knelt down and lifted her

Kneeling between Joan's legs, Paul stripped off his tunic

As Father Paul rubbed the large head of his phallus up and

It was wonderful and caused her to breath

However as he continued to move, her pain

Other than a nice feeling from between her legs, the whole

As he continued, Joan's feelings for the young Father were

Without any warning, Joan felt herself begin to discharge

Father Paul had not yet discharged his essence and doubled

"Oh Lord my God, I am your humble servant and I do your

Joan felt a new gush of liquid, however it wasn't coming

Suddenly a reoccurrence of her discharge began, and she was

"Your phallus is as you said Father, truly the essence

"Remember Joan, although my member, my penis, from the

Joan knew that her existence had taken a new direction. She

She felt closer to Father Paul than she had to any

It had a strange yet inexplicable odor. Not a bad odor, but

Father Paul squirmed in delight feeling something wonderful

Strangely he had never heard of an English female performing

Joan now had a challenge and believed she would be able to

Joan was now eager to give the young priest something he

With little warning the priest began to spray his bodily secretions

"Swallow it, Joan. God would want nothing less. Essence

Although the creamy liquid felt wonderful in her mouth, she

"Do you want me to continue reading, Joan?"

"No. Not tonight as I believe Morpheus, the ancient

"Of course my child. You may

Joan slept the sleep of chastity, although she knew that she

She spent the day, milking the cows, currying the horses,

"Joan, what did you learn at the church with Father

"Father Paul read to me from a large book in Latin. I

"My daughter is such a wonderful student; and has an

"Father, if it was not for your understanding and love

"Are you going to the church tonight little one?"

"Yes father, if that would be convenient for you. There

"Of course my daughter, although I feel you deserve

"Believe me Father, the

No, I plan to go to the public house and have a tall glass

"In moderation, father. Do not

"Yes daughter, I recall. I will only have a pint or

Father and daughter then parted company. Joan washed the

Supper came and went. As night fell, Joan fed the fireplace

Leaving the house, she trudged up the path, in the dark

Joan stood there and watched as Father Paul continued to

"More Father Paul, more. Send

Joan sat in a chair, next to the bed of straw and watched as

"Joan", said Paul. "Please disrobe and join

Quickly, as Father Paul began to eject his essence into the

She stated to the priest; "More Father Paul, please do

"God does love you, my child, more than most women,

Joan shed her clothing and joined the couple on the bed of

Joan took hold of Paul's phallus and began to stroke it as

She moved front to back, feeling the priest's huge member

She was full of cheer as she thought there would be more

As Joan became more involved in riding the priest, her

Lily slid her hand onto Paul's penis and retrieved some of

"Oh

Only a minute passed and Joan screamed, as she reached her

Father Paul blessed the girls and told them they would be

Joan examined the phallus of the priest, and wondered why it

"Joan. In the first chapter of the known bible, known

"As I'm doing God's work, I must rest also. He will

Joan sat there praying, and massaging Father Paul's penis;

When Lily saw the Father's foreskin retreat she became aware

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My name is Robbie, looks-wise I'm tall and lanky, awkward,

Between class schedule, part-time work, and no real social

Saturday morning at sunrise, the charter bus dropped us off

"Get in here and shut that door!" I heard a man's

The shower guy was pounding her hard, then he grunted

"Who the fuck is he?" she whispered to the guy

The nude guy didn't move to get dressed or cover-up. Laid

I shut and locked the door, and turned to see the shower guy

I was still dumbfounded, it must have been visible in my

"Well, Robbie, you did a good thing just now, I owe you

"A favor?" I asked, "That dude thinks I'm

I must have looked appalled, Tony just laughed and pulled

I shrugged and returned to getting ready, pulling my wet

Tony asked me "Do you have a dive partner today?"

The morning diving turned out awesome, the quarry was cold

At lunchtime, we dropped off our scuba tanks for an air

After lunch, we explored the quarry until our tanks were

He had pitched his tent next to his vintage red Mustang

Tony checked his watch and said, "Sandy will be by

"Look," Tony said, "Stay out here for 15

Sure enough, as the sun set and the sound of crickets grew

Almost instantly, I could hear the unmistakable sounds of

Sandy replied between gasps of air "Your balls are so

Tentatively, carefully, but doing as instructed, I entered

By now, my animal instinct took over and I was rock hard, I

No matter how much porn you watch, getting things to line up

"Oh Oh Oh!" she cried "Fuck me! Fuck fuck

Sandy was unleashed, her hips moved in and out and she

Tony leaned back and Sandy took his balls into her mouth,

I had finished ejaculating, but Sandy's tight cunt felt

At some point she flipped over and around, pulling off my

Finally, Tony grunted and held her close, his body rigid and

Tony reached back and grabbed a beer, offering Sandy a

Well, Sandy gave up trying to get his cock to respond, and

I ducked to leave the tent when Tony opened one eye and said

I was not sure about getting too close to her tent, husband

"So," she said, "You were a virgin, well,

She felt along the dock until she found a bar of white soap,

Not knowing what else to say, I asked "So...Married,

She pulled me into the shallows and we sat in the soft

She pulled my soapy hand to her asshole, and leaning back,

I did, her ass felt smooth under the soap, her hole hard and

As she said, I felt the hard ring soften a bit and then

She writhed and clutched me closely, gasping and breathing

She lay back on the beach and I got between her legs, she

I put pressure on her asshole and felt my cock head hit the

Sandy inhaled sharply and I froze, then I felt her hips

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Jeannie was mortified.

She wanted desperately to be a member of Rho Iota Epsilon;

But this was too much.

She knew she shouldn't delay, that it wasn't going to get much

She shut her eyes tightly, fighting the tears. One lousy

"What the hell's going on?"

She opened her eyes in shock to see a guy standing just a

Jeannie hunched over, trying to cover up. "I can't

"Pledge?"

She nodded weakly.

He stepped closer and she trembled. Then he turned

"It's not that simple."

"How long do you have to stay out here?" he asked.

"I ... I have to walk the quad circuit."

"Bullshit!" he snapped. "No fucking

"Please, don't interfere. I have to." Jeannie was

The guy shook his head, and started removing his shirt.

"I can't. I can't wear anything."

He ignored her, laying the shirt over the bush beside him,

"No. No way," she hissed. "Don't."

"Calm down," he said, folding his jeans in half

"What are you doing?"

He smiled and extended his hand. "C'mon. Let's get this

She placed her hand in his, and felt the small squeeze. She

"Stand tall. Proud. Don't let the bastards get to

"I'm Alex."

She allowed the stranger to pull her along, and she kept

"Dude! What the fuck? And who's the babe?" Jeannie

Please, God. Don't let them ask about the clipboard.

"This is Jeannie," her partner in nudity said.

The guys stopped just a few feet away, and she looked up to

Alex put his hand around Jeannie's waist, and tugged her

"Yeah. You guys should get with it. Or are you afraid

"Hell yeah! I'm in." The second guy was taking off

"Stand straight," Alex whispered. "Proud. You

"Stop!" she hissed. "Please don't ask.

He nodded, and moved his arm from around her waist up across

DKE. Jesus. That was the last thing she needed.

Three guys walked toward them, laughing. "Best

Jeannie felt the tips of her ears burning. She felt his

As they got closer, they started to spread out, leering at

"Figured the Dicks would be too lame to go along,"

"Fuck you Hamilton," the middle one said. "We

"Go along with what?" the one on the left said.

"Nude Day. Flaunt it if you got it. I figured you had

"Bullshit," the one on the right said. "Nude

Alex slid his arm around Jeannie's waist again, pulling her

"You're full of crap," middle guy said.

Two of the Deltas had stopped to listen in on the

Alex didn't seem to care. "Of course I am. And you

They giggled, and looked him over. "Not in the

"Ignore the cowards, they've got nothing to show,"

"Fuck off, Hamilton, I got just as much as you."

"Sure you do," Alex laughed, as he tugged Jeannie

"Is it really Nude Day?" the taller of the Deltas

"All day long." He glanced backward, and Jeannie

Jeannie turned back around and struggled to keep up the

"Are they doing it?" he whispered.

She looked back and was shocked to see the guys starting to

"Do what?"

"Walk around like it's no big deal, naked. Like you own

He shrugged. "I don't judge myself by how others see

They had already covered half the distance around the quad,

"Lisa!" Jeannie gasped.

"It's ridiculous that you have to do this. They're

"Alex," he replied with a smile, sticking out his

Alex gave Jeannie a tug to get her moving again. "So I

Lisa walked beside the pair, taking Jeannie's hand in hers,

"July what?" Jeannie asked.

"Nude Day is July 14th. Not October." Lisa

Alex laughed. "I guess you caught me. I figure it's

A few more students were exiting the fraternity and sorority

"Hey Alex, looking good," the tall brunette in the

"Heather," Alex nodded, smiling. "Gonna join

The new girls fell in step as Alex kept walking, dragging

Alex waved her over, and she stepped in beside him, opposite

She nodded. "And the boy scout couldn't leave it

He just grinned. "Guilty. You know me too well."

She tugged on his arm, getting him to stop. "How bad is

"Nothing, really. She just has to walk the quad in her

Heather nodded. "Need company?"

"I think we'll be fine. I appreciate it though."

Heather turned and stood in front of him, stopping him from

Jeannie nodded, slightly intimidated by the gorgeous

"Sandra, I bet. She's been bragging about torturing her

Lisa spoke up. "She has it in for her. I'd a quit.

Heather looked over at the three girls with her.

"You don't have to—" Alex started, before

"You never have to; it doesn't stop you does it?"

It wasn't two more minutes until Alex and the bevy of

Jeannie was still in shock at how things were turning out.

Heather looked around Alex as they made the turn as the end

"Not in this lifetime," Jeannie said.

"Good. If you change your mind about where you want to

Just before the Rho house, Heather stopped. "Get

He grinned squeezing her tightly and making her squeal when

She held his head in her hands, and kissed him. "My

Jeannie watched, feeling a tug of jealousy she'd never

"Oh shit," Lisa gasped. Then she laughed, and ran

Jeannie sighed. She thought she'd get away with it. "If

"Are they that bad?" Alex asked.

She took the clipboard from him, and readied her pencil.

"Hard rock," he answered instantly, without a

She noted his answer on the paper. "If you could have

Alex took a few seconds to think that one over, as more

"Jesus, Buddha, DaVinci, and my grandfather."

Jeannie looked up at him in surprise. Not the answer she was

"Do you want to have sex with me?"

It was only the last question that mattered. That was the

Alex took the clipboard from her shaking hand, put his hand

Jeannie sighed, kissing him back, feeling his hardness press

When he released her, she was shaking.

"No." Then his lips brushed her again, and she

She stared at him, her forehead furling in surprise.

"No?"

"No, Jeannie. I don't want to have sex with you if

She absorbed the unexpected response. If he had said yes,

She looked into his eyes, seeing the concern. "You

He nodded, a hint of a smile turning up the side of her

"But ... how?"

He laughed. "It's a legend around here. The sorority

"My mother was president. She'll die if I don't become

"I doubt that. I bet if you told her what they expected

"You don't understand. It's all she's ever talked

Alex shook his head. "Talk to her Jeannie. Don't do

Jeannie looked around as more people were wandering the

She picked up her clipboard, and looked at the strange guy

"In a heart-beat. Nothing I'd like better."

She wrote on the paper, then tore off the bottom, and handed

Then she turned and ran inside the house, leaving Alex

Inside the sorority house, all the sisters and pledges were

The startled Sandra took it in her hand and started reading

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Now that morning had arrived, it was finally time to learn

“That picture of Amanda, torn into tiny pieces. I guess last

“Oh, my; What happened?”

“I don't want to talk about it” I said, knowing full well

“I didn’t know that either, but I found out later. Before I

“Well then. Onwards and upwards, I say.”

“Then what's eating you?”

“Also? Like, twice?”

“Because. I was scared it would upset her”

“Oh my God! Does she know?” Julie asked wide-eyed.

“Here” I said, giving her the furry tail.

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Island folklore.