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      “Keep going, don’t move your hand, I like it there.”

      I  immediately  did as she wanted.   I placed my hand on her

 thigh and slid it up until I came to Beth’s pussy.    Once  again

 Beth jumped, but I knew better than to move my hand this time.  I

 applied  more pressure and began to move my hand forward and back

 along the length of her slit.   She loved it.   The more she  got

 excited the more I enjoyed getting her excited.  At this point in

 time  I  completely forgot about my own pleasure and concentrated

 on Beth’s.   I gave careful consideration to every movement of my

 hand.  I found Beth’s most sensitive spot and gave it quite a bit

 of  attention.    By  now  she  wasn’t thinking about my pleasure

 either.   She probably wasn’t thinking  about  anything  but  the

 excitement  between  her  legs.   Her breathing was so heavy as I

 rubbed her clit that I thought she was dying but  she  felt  just

 the opposite.

      At  the  same time I used a little innovation and raised her

 out of the water a little bit with my leg and started sucking  on

 her nipples.   I would pay close attention to the hard tips which

 seemed to be continually getting harder.

      Her  excitement  started  to  build  beyond  the  point   of

 containment.    She started moaning very softly,  but that didn’t

 last very long.   Soon she was  groaning  and  she  kept  getting

 louder  and louder until she was just a few steps below a scream.

 I knew she was going to come soon and that she did.    Her  whole

 body  seemed  to  go  into  spasms  and her breathing became very

 erratic.   She wrapped her arms  around  my  neck  and  began  to

 squeeze very tightly.   I almost came just watching her come.  It

 gave me a feeling of satisfaction to know that I had done that.

      Beth slowly came down from cloud nine and began to relax her

 body and luckily for me,  relaxed the bear hug she had around  my

 neck.    She looked at me with the biggest ear to ear smile I had

 ever seen and gave me one of her usual, very healthy, kisses.

      “You’re very talented.”

      She tried to flatter me with bullshit.

      “I had never done that before with any girl.   I’m glad  you

 liked it.”

      “Liked it, I loved it.  We are going to have to do that more

 often.”

      “That’s fine with me.”

      “Come  over  here” she said as she nudged me toward the side

 of the pool.

      We slowly glided over to the edge.   I didn’t know what  she

 had in mind but I got a real good idea when she told me to sit up

 on  the  edge of the pool.   I was right,  my first blowjob.   My

 dreams and fantasies were beginning to come true.

      Beth very gently took my hard-on into her hand and began  to

 stroke it.

      “You better be careful you’re are going to make a mess.”

      “That’s  the  whole  idea”  Beth snickered as she kissed the

 head of my rod.

      I just leaned back and decided to  enjoy  the  ride.    Beth

 began  licking  the  head like a little kid on an ice cream cone,

 and I think she really  liked  ice  cream.    She  seemed  to  be

 enjoying herself and I was no doubt enjoying it too.  She put the

 end  in her mouth and with one stroke sank all the way down to my

 balls.  I let out a moan that even surprised me.  She went up and

 down with expert skill but I didn’t know  any  other.    Even  no

 skill  at  all would have been pretty good.   It didn’t take long

 for me to build up a rather healthy  load.    I  felt  my  climax

 coming and I warned Beth but she kept right on going.

      “Here I come!”

      At  that moment she pulled her head away and with one mighty

 stroke of her hand I shot my load right into the pool.  Beth kept

 on stroking getting out every last drop then proceeded to lick my

 head clean.

      “Wow”, I blurted out in a tone of relief.

      “Now I know what you mean when you said you loved it.   That

 was outstanding.”

 ”I  don’t  have  to  go  inside to change today.   I have my

 bathing suit on underneath.”    As  a  gag,  I  started  doing  a

 striptease.    I  tossed  my  sneakers  aside  and slowly started

 unbuttoning my shirt.   I was swinging  my  hips  as  if  I  were

 dancing to music.   My shirt came off nice and slow and I dropped

 it to the ground.  Then I went to work on my pants.   I unsnapped

 them  and pulled down the zipper real slowly.   Beth was standing

 just a few feet away getting a real big kick  out  of  it.    For

 these few minutes,  all my shyness and inhibitions were gone.   I

 was just having plain fun.

      Slowly the pants started coming down.   I was  shaking  them

 off  with  my hips.   They fell to my ankles and I stepped out of

 them.

      “That’s all folks!”, I joked.

      Beth,  laughing pretty hard,  had to work  to  calm  herself

 down.    She  gave  me  a kiss on the nose and said,  “Wait right

 here”.

      “Okay”.

      Beth walked around to the deep end of the pool.   I knew she

 had something in mind but I didn’t know what.  She moved right up

 to the edge of the pool with her toes hanging over the end.  Then

 started  rocking her hips around just like I did.   She was doing

 the same striptease I did.   She began to shake her shoulders and

 the  robe  slipped off one shoulder at a time and then was slowly

 guided to the ground.  I expected her to jump into the pool.  But

 did she?  No she didn’t.   She put her right arm across her chest

 and  reached  around  behind herself with her left arm.   She was

 moving back and forth constantly.   I saw the laces of her bikini

 top come down to her side then suddenly she tossed her bikini top

 on to the ground.   There stood a beautiful body with a beautiful

 set of knockers all for my eyes to take in.

      I then expected her to jump into the pool,    but  she  kept

 right on going.   She tucked her thumbs inside the waist band and

 slowly pushed her bottoms down to her knees where she let go  and

 wiggled  them  down to her ankles.   She stepped out with one leg

 and kicked them behind her with the other.   Now she was standing

 in  front of me with absolutely nothing on but a big smile.   She

 put her hands behind her head to accent her beautiful body.   She

 didn’t  need  to do that.   When she felt that I had enough of an

 eye full she dove into the deep water.   I followed her  lead  by

 dropping my suit to the ground and jumping in after her.  We swam

 straight  toward each other.   When we got close,   I reached out

 and put my arms around her waist  and  pulled  her  body  against

 mind.    I  never  had  a feeling quite like that one.   There is

 nothing else like two cool bodies rubbing against each other.   I

 felt her nipples digging into my chest and her soft hairs against

 my erection.  We loved rubbing up against the other’s body.

      We  slowly  moved  toward  the shallow end of the pool,  our

 bodies inseparable.  Her lips pressed up against mine,  I reached

 down with my hands and started massaging her tits.   I did it the

 same way Linda had shown me several years earlier.   Her  nipples

 were almost solid in the cool water.   Beth put her hands between

 us and began rubbing my chest.   The feel  of  her  hands  on  me

 almost  made  me go wild.   After spending a little time with her

 beautiful mounds, I slid my hands down her sides to her exquisite

 ass.   It was firm and very well shaped.   I  was  squeezing  and

 running  my fingers up and down her crack.   She really seemed to

 like this.  She started playing with my ass also.   It  did  feel

 good.   Beth shocked me when she started playing with my asshole.

 She giggled when I jumped but kept right on going.   I  began  to

 do the same to her and she started to purr.   Then, with a little

 apprehension,  I brought a hand around  to  her  front  side  and

 slipped  it  between  her legs.   I didn’t go right for her pussy

 because I didn’t know what she would do.   I  began  rubbing  her

 thighs.   This got her even more excited.   She was loving it.  I

 finally decided to go for her pussy.   I slid my hand up and made

 contact.  Beth jumped and I moved my hand quickly.

  We arrived back at Beth’s house  and  as  always  being  the

 gentleman  that  I  was,  I  walked  her  to the front door.   We

 exchanged very nice good byes and then exchanged one  hell  of  a

 kiss.   She took any words I had left right out of my mouth.  She

 said good bye and stepped into the house.   I  drove  home  in  a

 daze.    What a kiss!   It was actually nice going to school that

 week knowing that I would see Beth.   She was always very nice to

 me and would always have a big smile on her face.

      I  spoke  to Beth every night on the telephone,  usually for

 several  hours.     Never  anything   important,   just   general

 conversation.    As  time  passed,  I  was  getting more and more

 comfortable with her.   I think I had my first  real  girlfriend.

 And would you believe,  I was a senior in high school.  I got off

 to a real late start.

      Friday came just as it always does, right on time.  I picked

 Beth up at three in the afternoon,  after we got out  of  school.

 She  got  into  the car and right away slid over to the center of

 the seat.  She gave me a big kiss and said she wanted to sit next

 to me.   I had no complaints.   I put my arm around her  and  she

 didn’t complain.   She was wearing the same robe.  I asked if she

 had the same bathing suit on underneath  and  she  said  yes  and

 opened up the robe to show me.   She sure was right, but I wasn’t

 looking at the bathing suit.   I never really took a  close  look

 before  but  she  filled  out the bathing suit very nicely.   Her

 chest was not big but very well proportioned for her size body.

      On the drive back to my house we had the usual  conversation

 but about half way I noticed that she never closed her robe.  Her

 beautiful bikinied body was there for the whole world to see. The

 moment  I noticed that was the beginning of a raging hard-on that

 lasted for a bit longer than I would consider comfortable.

      I kept telling myself that this was my day.

      We pulled into my driveway and I parked the car.  Neither of

 us was in a hurry to get out.  She turned toward me, put her arms

 around me and we began making out right there in my driveway.  We

 must have been there for about thirty  minutes.    I  wrapped  my

 hands  around her waist.   Her skin was so smooth and soft.   She

 gave out sweet little moans as my hands massaged  her  back.    I

 started to scratch her back and that got her really excited.  She

 was  rubbing  my  leg  through  my jeans,  with each stroke going

 higher and higher but never touching me where I wanted her too.

      We stopped a moment to catch our breath.

      “Is anyone home?”

      “No, my parents are out and I was able to send my brother to

 my grandparents house for the whole night.   My parents won’t  be

 home until late.”

      “Great,  I  was looking forward to this all week.   Let’s go

 swimming.”

      We peeled ourselves apart,  got out of the  car  and  walked

 around to the back of the house.

We swam around very innocently  for  the  remainder  of  the

 afternoon.  We splashed each other and played with the floats and

 other  toys  we had in the pool.   I felt like I was a little kid

 again.   We were really having a lot of fun.   I was glad we were

 getting  along so well.   However all good things must come to an

 end,  or do they?   Beth started complaining that she was getting

 cold.   That is the first sign that it is time to get out.  I got

 out and told her that I would be right back with some towels.   I

 ran  into the house,  grabbed some towels and ran back out again.

 Beth was just starting to climb up the ladder.   What a body  she

 had.    It was perfect for the bikini.   I held out the towel and

 wrapped it around her nice and tight.  I was about to let go when

 she just leaned right up against me with  my  arms  still  around

 her.

      “That’s better.  I know I won’t be cold now.”

      I stood there holding her in my arms not knowing what to do.

 I  said,  “why don’t you go inside and change into something dry.

 You’ll feel a lot warmer.”

      “No,  that’s okay.   I think I’ll stay right where I am.   I

 like it here.”

      We  stood  facing  each  other  for a few minutes.   We were

 looking into each others eyes,  not really knowing what to say or

 what  to  do.   I really don’t remember what I was even thinking.

 Spontaneously,  I leaned my head forward and gave her a  peck  on

 the beak.   She immediately smiled.  That made me feel a lot more

 comfortable.

      Beth dropped her towel and put her arms around me  and  gave

 me  a  kiss that will take a long time to forget.   Our lips were

 together for quite a long time.   We  were  both  enjoying  every

 moment  of  it.    We finally broke ourselves apart and looked at

 each other very contently.   Her very calming personality made me

 loosen  up beyond my expectations.   I felt very comfortable with

 Beth, and especially in her arms.

      She was starting to shiver so  I  recommended  that  we  get

 changed.    Beth  went  into  the bathroom and emerged soon after

 wearing a tight pair of jeans and a halter top that you could see

 her nipples pointing through.

      “Your turn”, she said.

      So into the bathroom I went.   I got changed into  the  same

 clothes I had on when I picked her up .  They were handy.  I came

 out  of  the  bathroom  and  found  Beth  sitting on a pool chair

 outside.

      “Are you ready to go?”

      I really don’t know why I asked.   I really didn’t  want  to

 take her home,  but it sounded appropriate.  It was getting later

 in the day and I’m sure she wanted to eat dinner.

      “I guess so”, she said.

      It didn’t occur to me for a couple of  hours  that  I  don’t

 think  she  wanted to go home either.   I drove Beth home holding

 her hand as I drove and talking about our afternoon together.

      The prom was now only one week away, on a Saturday night.  I

 decided that I was going to invite Beth over one more time before

 the prom, on Friday night.  I asked her if she would come over to

 go swimming and stay for dinner.   I did this with a little extra

 information in the back of my mind.  I knew my parents were going

 out  and my brother wouldn’t be hard to get rid of.   I knew if I

 had Beth alone for a while, wonderful things would happen.  All I

 could do was hope.

 All night Friday and all day Saturday were spent fantasizing

 about all the possible events of Sunday.    I  jerked  off  every

 chance I got just thinking about how it would be with Beth.

      Linda was a real exhibitionist and I kind of liked that.   I

 hoped Beth would be the same way with one  little  addition.    I

 wanted  to go all the way.   A guy just isn’t as sensitive to his

 first as a girl is.   I would have done it with Linda or any  one

 of a dozen other girls I knew.  Who it was wasn’t that important.

 I just had to do it.

      Sunday  morning  rolled  around and I got up real early just

 thinking about the day ahead of  me.    I  couldn’t  wait.    The

 morning seemed to drag.   I had never felt this much anticipation

 before.  It was a very strange feeling.  I wanted to go as far as

 I could with Beth but I didn’t want to push too hard.   I  didn’t

 want her getting mad at me,  especially just before the prom.   I

 don’t think I could have found anybody else on such short notice.

 But I wanted to get her clothes off so bad,  another fine mess  I

 got  myself  into.    From  eleven o’clock to eleven-thirty I sat

 watching the clock.   I finally decided it was time to leave.   I

 knew  I could get to her house in about fifteen minutes but I had

 to get out of my house before I went crazy.  I got in the car and

 started driving and of course I got there in fifteen minutes so I

 had to kill fifteen more minutes before I went to  get  her.    I

 couldn’t  show  up early so I parked my car on a near by secluded

 street and got myself off one last time  before  I  actually  saw

 Beth.

      The  time had come.   I pulled up and parked in front of her

 house, got out of the car and went up to the front door.   I took

 a deep breath and rang the doorbell.  The same as in the past, it

 felt  like  my  heart  stopped.    I waited like what seemed like

 forever.   I heard someone coming to the door.    It  opened  and

 there stood Beth.  The same cute blonde as in school.  She looked

 a  little  different  this  time.   She was wearing a short silky

 bright green robe, hip level, and a pair of flip-flops.

      “I’m already to go.   I have my bathing suit  on  underneath

 and clothes to change into in the bag.”

      “Lets go then”, I replied.

      We  made  lots  of  small  talk  in the car on the way to my

 house, mostly about school.  I watched her legs as I was driving.

 Her robe rode up her legs as time past.   She had a nice  set  of

 legs.  I wanted to get between them so bad.  The ride back to the

 house  wasn’t  as  bad  as it was going to Beth’s because we were

 busy talking and time passed quickly.  We arrived at my house and

 as if luck was on my side today,  my parents were out and took my

 brother with them.  We were actually alone at my house.  I showed

 Beth around to the back of the house.   She commented on how nice

 the pool was and that she couldn’t wait to jump in.   I asked her

 if  she wanted anything to drink and she said no thanks.   I told

 her I was going inside to get changed and I would  be  out  in  a

 minute  so  she  should go ahead into the pool without me.   As I

 closed the bathroom door I could hear Beth splashing in the pool.

 In a little while I came out to find Beth  splashing  around  and

 playing  with  one  of  the floating toys.   I immediately tossed

 myself in and swam a couple of laps to get warmed up.  I stuck my

 head out of the water just in time to see Beth  coming  down  the

 slide.    She  was  wearing  a  bright  yellow  bikini.   Not the

 skimpiest but it was nice and she looked nice in it.    I  didn’t

 get a good look but I’m sure I would.

      Beth was swimming around and laughing and having a grand old

 time.    She swam over by me and thanked me for inviting her over

 to swim.  I told her she was very welcome and she could come over

 anytime.

 Once  I convinced myself that everything would be all right,

 I felt much more relaxed.  I started fantasizing what it would be

 like to see Beth  with  her  clothes  off.    She  was  always  a

 conservative  dresser  in school so I wasn’t really too sure what

 her body was shaped like.    She  always  dressed  in  very  nice

 clothing  but  never  anything  tight.    I knew her tits weren’t

 enormous because that is a little hard to conceal.   But  I  knew

 she wasn’t flat chested either.

      I  dreamed about seeing her blonde bush,  hoping it was just

 as blonde as the hair on her head.  Maybe I could get her to give

 me my first blowjob or with a little luck we  could  go  all  the

 way.    After a few minutes of thoughts like that,  I woke up and

 decided that a good place to start would be to just  get  her  to

 the prom and worry about how far I was going to get later.

      Dinner  time  rolled around and I ate quickly.   I wanted to

 call Beth right after dinner.   But  would  that  be  too  early?

 Would  I  bother  her  during  dinner?   I started worrying about

 everything all over again.  I was a hopeless case.

      I finally decided to call her not really caring what time it

 was.  I just wanted to talk to her.  I got my fingers to dial the

 number and I stopped breathing while the phone was ringing.    My

 heart  stopped  when  someone picked up the phone.   A soft sweet

 voice was at the other end.   I wasn’t sure if it was  her  so  I

 asked if Beth was home.

      She said, “Hi, it’s me”.

      Oh, Hi.  I hope I’m not interrupting your dinner.”

      “No.   I had an early dinner and I am sitting in the bathtub

 right now, just relaxing.

      I felt a lump inside my  throat  when  she  said  that.    I

 started imagining her lying in the bathtub.  What a body.

      “I am glad you accepted my invitation to the prom.”

      “I’d love to go with you.  Thank you for asking.”

      She  sounded  so  sincere  that  I couldn’t believe that she

 would be pulling my leg so I put that completely out of my mind.

      “Well,  in addition  to  going  to  the  prom,  I  was  also

 wondering  if  you  would  like  to  come  over to my house to go

 swimming sometime this weekend.”

      I figured my luck was running so good that  why  not  get  a

 little greedy and see just how far she will go.

      “I  am  going  to  be busy this Saturday with me parents but

 Sunday would be great.”

      I asked if she would be able to get  over  to  my  house  or

 would she like my to pick her up.

      “Pick me up about noon.”

      She  gave  her address and we said our good-byes.   I didn’t

 really want to end the conversation but she said she had  to  get

 out  of the tub.   I hung up the phone thinking this was going to

 be a great weekend, if I had enough nerve to make it one.

      I had called Beth on a Thursday so we had one  more  day  of

 school  to  see  each  other before the weekend.   I got to class

 before she did and just sat waiting for her to get there.   I was

 really  nervous  to  face  her  after  our conversation the night

 before.  I knew I would calm down once we started talking.   Beth

 got  to class just before the teacher started teaching.   We said

 hello to each other but had no time to talk.   The  class  lasted

 right  up  to  the  bell so again we didn’t get any time to talk.

 She just said on her way out, “see you Sunday”.

 After several years without a girlfriend, I found myself not

 really  caring whether I had a girlfriend or not.   I kept myself

 busy with school activities and I would jerk off every  night  to

 relieve my sexual frustration.   This was never too big a problem

 until my senior prom drew near.   I had always wanted to  take  a

 really  nice looking girl.   I was not too thrilled with the idea

 of a prom,  basically because I don’t like to dance.   But it was

 my senior prom and I would never forgive myself if I didn’t go.

      So  now  the problem was to find someone to ask and then get

 up enough nerve to ask her.   Well finding the  girl  wasn’t  too

 hard.   There were plenty of girls I would like to ask.   The big

 question was to get up the nerve to ask one of them  to  go  with

 me.  Then if I asked, what would she say?

      I  was  running out of time very quickly.   I finally got up

 the nerve to ask a girl that was in my English class.    She  sat

 next  to  me  and  her name was Beth.   She was a cute blond with

 loads of curly hair.  One of the really nice things about her was

 that she was the same height as I was.   That was very  important

 to me.

      I  was  in pain.   I started a conversation with her one day

 just before the end of class.   I let the conversation  stray  to

 the  prom which was only two weeks away.   I asked her if she was

 going to the prom with anyone in  particular  and  she  said  no.

 That was what I was hoping she would say.  I had my textbook line

 ready.

      “Would you like to go with me?”

      At the moment I finished saying that, I tensed up and prayed

 she  wouldn’t  reject  me  even  though I had already assumed she

 would.   She gave me a great big smile and a bright red blush and

 said, “sure”.

      My  heart  fell  to  my  feet.   It was the most sensational

 feeling I had felt in a long time.  But I couldn’t stop there.  I

 had something else planned.   I asked for her phone number  so  I

 could call her that night and talk about our evening at the prom.

 She  wrote  it out on a little piece of notebook paper and handed

 it to me.   At that moment the bell rang and we were off to  next

 class.

      For the remainder of the day I was very nervous wondering if

 I  had done the right thing.   I realized it was too late to back

 out so I decided to finish what I had started.   No  matter  what

 the  results.    As  it  turned  out,  that  was  one of the best

 decisions I had ever made.  I home after school still not sure of

 myself.  What if she was just fooling around.  Maybe she was just

 playing a joke on me.   I really wanted to take her to the  prom.

 At that point I convinced myself that she meant what she said and

 I was going to call her later that evening.

 ”Boy did that feel good.   It has been a long time  since  I

 came like that.  I love playing with myself in front of guys.  It

 really turns me on.”

      “You can do it in front of me anytime.”

      “I think it is time to get changed now.”

      I  was  disappointed  because  I was almost hard again but I

 knew she was right; it was getting late.

      “I am going to get changed.  I’ll be right back.”

      With that she turned and stepped into the bathroom.  What an

 ass she had too.

      A minute or two later she  came  out  of  the  bathroom  all

 dressed.    I  was  kind of disappointed but I didn’t really know

 what to expect.   Linda said that she had to go home for  dinner,

 so I,  being the gentleman that I was, walked her home.  I was in

 a daze the whole time we were walking.   I was holding  her  hand

 and thinking about all the things that had happened.

      We  arrived  at  the  front  of her house and stopped at the

 door.   She said she had a wonderful time and hoped that we could

 do it again in the near future.   I again became speechless.  She

 gave me a really big kiss,  said good-bye and  stepped  into  her

 house.    I  ran home as fast as I could just thinking about what

 she had said.   I ran into my house and headed straight  for  the

 bathroom to jerk off.  What a day it had been.

      To  this  day  that  event has haunted me.   Every time I am

 sitting in class,  Linda pops into my mind and I go through  that

 afternoon  over  and over again.   Each time is almost as good as

 the first.

      I didn’t see Linda for several years.  Her father was in the

 Army and was transferred a short time later.   That  sounds  like

 bullshit  but  that’s what really happened.   My first experience

 came to an end rather abruptly.

      Time went on.  My confidence being greatly boosted thanks to

 Linda.   Now I was able to  say  that  my  sexual  education  had

 started.    Unfortunately,  I  did  not get to put it into use or

 expand on it for several years.   All through high school I never

 had what you would call a girlfriend.   I belonged to a few clubs

 but none of them had any girls.   There were some real nice  ones

 in  some  of my classes but we had just become friends.   I never

 had the nerve to ask any of them out.   I dreamed of  the  things

 that  could  have happened if I just had enough nerve to ask them

 out.   I was not very good at handling rejection.   I think  that

 was  my biggest problem.   I was afraid of being rejected.   If I

 had been less afraid,  my love life might have been an awful  lot

 better than it was.

  I tried to raise my hands but I was still  so  stunned  that

 they wouldn’t budge.  They felt so numb.

      Linda,  then  realizing  my problem,  took my hand up to her

 mouth and kissed it and then placed it right on her chest.    For

 the  first  time in my life,  I knew what it was to feel a girl’s

 softer spot.   It was an outstanding feeling.   I felt her nipple

 sticking into the palm of my hand and it seemed to get larger.  I

 was  still  a  little  spastic  with my actions.   I wasn’t doing

 anything with my hand but letting it sit there.

      She said, “here, let me show you what to do.”

      She pushed my hand away and grabbed her tits  with  her  own

 hands and started squeezing and massaging them.   She looked like

 she was really enjoying it.   Then she started playing  with  her

 nipples,  rolling them between her thumb and index finger.   They

 just seemed to get even bigger.   Then she said,  “now why  don’t

 you try.”

      I  placed  both  my hands on her chest and started squeezing

 her tits.   It was fabulous.   They were so  firm.    I  couldn’t

 believe it.   I stood there playing with her tits, doing what she

 did, rolling her nipples between my fingers.  She loved it.   She

 actually  let  out  what  sounded  like a little moan.   I was in

 heaven.

      After a few minutes of playing with her tits,  she  appeared

 to be really getting turned on.   But then what do I know at that

 age.

      She said, “let’s try something different.”

      She put her hand behind my neck and  pulled  my  head  right

 down  into  her  chest  putting  one of her nipples right into my

 mouth.

      “Suck on them” she said,  “suck on them like you would  want

 me to suck on your cock.”

      I  sure  as  hell  didn’t give her any argument.   I started

 sucking on her tits as if my life depended on it.   I  went  from

 one  to the other.   Back and forth.   I even got real daring and

 started squeezing her tits while  I  sucked  on  them.    I  kept

 concentrating  real hard on what I was doing so I wouldn’t appear

 like I didn’t know anything.   I kind of figured  she  knew  that

 anyway.    I kept sucking and squeezing.   I couldn’t get enough.

 They tasted so good.   She shocked me when she lifted my head up.

 She  made me feel like I was doing something wrong.   I asked her

 if I could help her get changed.  I meant it to be sarcastic.   I

 didn’t expect anything to come of it.

      “No thank you,  I think I can do that by myself.   But there

 is one thing you can do for me.  Here, hold this.”

      Like a flash she dropped her bathing suit to her ankles  and

 stepped  out of it.   There was this beautiful bush staring me in

 the face.  She picked up the bathing suit and handed it to me and

 said, “how do you like it?”

      “The bathing suit?”

      “No silly, that’s not what I’m talking about.”

      “It’s real nice.”

      “Would you like to see it a little bit better?”

      “Sure.”

      She took me by the hand and led me over to a chair.

      “Promise me you will stand right here until I  say  you  can

 move.”

      “Sure, anything you say.”

 She sat down on the chair and gave me a real big smile.

      “Promise me you won’t tell anyone I did this.”

      “Of course not” I replied.

      She  leaned  back  and spread her legs putting them over the

 armrests.   What a pussy!   It was pink and real wet.   Just like

 the  ones in those magazines my father has.   I was just standing

 there in complete shock.   She put her hands between her legs and

 started rubbing.

      She said, “have you ever seen a girl’s pussy before?  Do you

 like it?”

      “No, yes”

      “Make up your mind.”

      “It looks wonderful.”

      I just stood there staring between her legs.   Her breathing

 began to get heavy.   I began rubbing my dick through  my  pants.

 Linda  noticed  and said,  “why don’t you pull it out where I can

 see it.”

      I pulled  my  hard-on  out  without  any  hesitation.    She

 continued rubbing her pussy without missing a stroke.

      She said, “step a little closer so I can get a better look.

      I  did as she asked.   To my surprise,  she grabbed on to my

 cock with her right hand keeping her left at a steady pace.   She

 started  stroking  me.    What  a  feeling.   I could feel myself

 coming.   I knew it wouldn’t take long  because  she  had  me  so

 worked up.

      “I want you to come on my chest.”

      “No problem, here it comes.”

      I shot my load all over her chest.  I felt my knees begin to

 give way.   I could barely hold myself up.   She began rubbing it

 into her chest but never stopped massaging her pussy.    By  this

 time.  her pussy was soaked.  She put both hands back to work and

 said that now it was her turn and she wanted me to just sit  back

 and  watch.    I sat down on the floor right in front of her just

 watching her go at it.   She began huffing and puffing  all  over

 again.    She  started  rubbing faster and faster.   After only a

 minute or two she let out a moan or a groan or what ever the hell

 it was and she started to jerk and shake wildly.   Her legs  went

 up into the air.  After a few seconds she finally calmed down and

 put her legs back together and her feet on the floor.   She threw

 her head back and just seemed to want to relax.

 We  arrived  at  my house and we went inside so I could show

 her around.   We found my mother working in  the  kitchen  and  I

 introduced Linda to her.   I wasn’t too sure what my mother would

 say about me bringing a girl home but my mother was very pleasant

 about it so I wasn’t quite as nervous.   I finished showing Linda

 around the house and then I took her downstairs to the pool.  She

 couldn’t  wait  to go swimming so I showed her the bathroom where

 she could get changed and I went off into another room to  change

 into my bathing suit.

      After  a few minutes Linda emerged from the bathroom wearing

 a super bright almost hot pink one piece bathing suit.  It really

 made her look beautiful.   It accented her long black hair.   For

 the  first  time I noticed that she actually had a set of tits on

 her that very few girls in the school had.  They were quite large

 by junior high school standards.  In actuality, they weren’t that

 big but they sure looked nice.   I think that she noticed that  I

 was staring at her chest by the big smile on her face.   Before I

 could say anything, not that I could,  she ran outside and jumped

 into the pool.

      I  put  my eyes back in my head and jumped in the pool after

 her.  We swam and splashed around for about an hour.  My pool has

 a slide and we had lots of fun going down the slide together with

 Linda sitting between my legs.   I know she had to be feeling  my

 hard-on  because  it  was  sticking her right in the back but she

 gave no indication.   We played around in the pool until we  were

 water-logged.    Linda  said she was getting out so she could dry

 off.  Of course I followed her.

      We wiped ourselves off and then went back into the house  to

 change.    As  we stepped through the door into the house,  Linda

 stopped.   I had no idea what she was doing but it didn’t take me

 long to find out.   She held my hand and gave me a big kiss right

 on the lips.   WOW!   I couldn’t believe she did that.   She just

 smiled  at  me  and I noticed her looking down at my bathing suit

 and seeing a real big lump.  I had the hard-on of a lifetime. She

 let out a  little  giggle  and  said,  “would  you  like  to  see

 something real interesting?”

      Before  I could clear my throat to say anything,  she slowly

 began pulling her shoulder strap down her arm  and  then  pulling

 her  arm  through  it.   Then she reached for her other strap and

 pulled her arm through it too.    She  was  just  standing  there

 showing me lots of cleavage.   I think I was drooling on my chest

 but I didn’t notice.   My eyes were glued  to  her  chest.    She

 slowly  and teasingly began pulling down her bathing suit showing

 more and more of her tits as she went.   She was  going  so  slow

 that  it  seemed  forever  for one of her nipples to pop out from

 underneath her suit.   I thought I was going to cream in my pants

 right there.   Then her other nipple popped out.  They were small

 and pointy.   As the bathing suit came down a little  farther,  I

 could see the whole form of her tits.

      I was having trouble breathing.  I couldn’t believe all this

 was  happening.    She just stood there with an ear to ear smile,

 blinding me with her pearly white teeth.

      “Don’t you have anything to say?” she said.

      “You leave me speechless, what would you like me to say?”

      “How about asking to touch them.”

      “Can I?”

      “Go for it.”

   There comes a time when your mind  becomes  so  loaded  with

 experiences  that  you  must tell someone about them to allow new

 ones to take their places.   They become a part of your  everyday

 life.   They affect you in the form of daydreams,  not allowing a

 moment to concentrate on the job at hand.   At first they are  no

 more  than  just a fast glimpse of a girl in your past.   Quickly

 she passes, but give her a few moments, she’ll be back.  When she

 comes back however watch out!   She is going to be more than  you

 can  handle.   She will come to you in a form more beautiful than

 she ever really was.  She becomes exactly what you want.  Exactly

 what you  wished  her  to  be,  whether  it  be  an  actual  past

 experience  or  and experience you wished to have happen that for

 some unknown reason never did.   But you  know  why  they  didn’t

 happen don’t you?   You were too nervous to make them happen.  To

 ask her to do something special to turn you on even  more  or  to

 spend more time to turn her on even more.

      In  your  dreams  everything seems to work out right doesn’t

 it?   She is putty in your hands.   Doing everything your  little

 heart  desires.    If  your  heart wishes to please her more than

 anyone else she will moan and groan and thrash and throw just the

 way you like.   Wouldn’t it be wonderful if  all  your  daydreams

 were true?

      If  you spend enough time daydreaming about the way you wish

 your past had been or the way you hope your future will  be,  you

 will  find  yourself  in  a  situation  where nothing seems to go

 right.   You keep wishing for things to happen but they never  do

 because  you  won’t  work  hard enough to make them happen.   You

 think because  they  work  so  easily  in  your  dreams  that  it

 shouldn’t be too much harder in real life.  But it is.

      Let  me tell you about some of my experiences and you decide

 for yourself if they  are  true  or  not.    Some  will  be  real

 experiences  and  some  will  be  the  things  that  I wished had

 happened.  Most of it will be real but does it really matter?

      As a person is growing up they have, as all people do, their

 first sexual experience.   I am referring to the first time  that

 you  come  in contact with a girl.   Most guys first encounter is

 usually a girl with whom you are actually experimenting.  You may

 not think you are experimenting at the time but if you look  back

 at  it  you  feel  very inadequate and tell yourself how dumb you

 were not to know what you were doing.  That is how I look back at

 my first encounter.   I was young and stupid but boy was  it  was

 fun while it was happening.

      My  girlfriend’s  name was Linda.   It’s really hard to call

 her a girlfriend because it was really just a puppy love.  It was

 in junior high school when I knew her.   She was very  tall  with

 long beautiful black hair.  I say she was tall only because I was

 the  shortest guy in the school.   I guess it is all relative but

 she really did look cute anyway.   She was by no means  the  most

 beautiful  girl  in  the school but there sure as hell were a lot

 worse.

      It was toward the end of the school year when  I  first  met

 her.    My teacher had asked me to clean out a book room and sort

 the books by title and place them neatly on their proper shelves.

 Of course I was the kind of person that would do anything to  get

 out  of  class  so I spent all day sorting these books.   After a

 while it got pretty boring so I asked my teacher  if  one  of  my

 friends could help me.   It was not that I couldn’t do it myself,

 I just wanted someone to  shoot  the  shit  with.    My  teacher,

 because  that  there  was only a few days of school left,  didn’t

 care and said sure.   In addition to getting my friend,  he  also

 brought  along  Linda  whom he introduced as a friend of his.   I

 didn’t mind having an extra person to talk to so I didn’t put  up

 any  arguments.    We were busy sorting books and talking and the

 day went by real fast.   By the end of the day,  we had  all  the

 books  sorted  and  in  their  place.    I natural didn’t tell my

 teacher because I wanted to milk this job for all it  was  worth.

 I  told  her  we  had more work to do and we should be able to be

 done in a day or two.   We always left some books in a messy pile

 so that we could show her we were not yet done.

      The   next  day  we  started  early  in  the  morning  doing

 absolutely nothing.   We just sat  on  our  asses  talking.    My

 friend,  David, lit up a cigarette which at that age was a mortal

 sin to be caught doing,  especially in school but closed  in  the

 book room we really didn’t care.   He puffed on the cigarette and

 the room became filled with smoke.  Cigarette smoke always seemed

 to give me headaches so I laid down on the floor to relax.  Linda

 said that she was tired (or so she said) and also  laid  down  on

 the  floor  but  unfortunately not near me.   David said,”why not

 join the crowd,” so he got up and turned off the light  and  then

 he  also  laid  down  on the floor.   It was kind of hard to fall

 asleep on a hard floor so I just kind of laid there.   As my eyes

 began to adjust to what little light was coming under the door, I

 noticed that David had laid down next to Linda and they had their

 arms  around  each  other  and were busy kissing away.   This was

 something I had never done with anyone before so I got an instant

 hard-on watching them.   After a few minutes,  I saw David’s hand

 slip down inside Linda’s shirt.  This was too much.  I was really

 testing  the  stitching  on  my pants zipper.   I really couldn’t

 believe they were actually doing this.   I really wanted  to  run

 over there and stick my hand down her shirt too.   But of course,

 I couldn’t do that it wouldn’t be right to bother them so I  just

 lay there until they were done.  They never went any farther than

 that but boy what a show that was.

      They  finally  got  up  and  turned  on the lights and Linda

 recomposed herself and we talked for a while,  sorted the rest of

 the  books  and  then  left  the  book  room  for  our respective

 classrooms.   The next day was the last day of school and we were

 too  busy  to  work  in  the book room.   At that point we really

 didn’t want too.  The job had served its purpose well.

      David and Linda were going out for pizza  after  school  and

 asked  me  to  come along.   I said sure.   I met David and Linda

 outside the school and we started walking to a pizza  parlor  not

 too far away.  As we were walking down the street, David’s mother

 drove  by and stopped when she saw him.   She called him over and

 asked to see his report card.   It was nowhere near good and  she

 started  screaming  and  threw  him  into the car and drove away.

 There wasn’t too much we could do  about  what  happened  and  we

 decided  that just the two of us would go for pizza.   We sat and

 ate our pizza and talked about anything that came  to  our  minds

 and  over  the  course of the next hour and a half we became very

 friendly.   As a gesture of friendship,  and that’s all it was at

 the time,  I invited Linda to my house to go swimming.   I didn’t

 expect it but she accepted my invitation right away  without  any

 apprehension.   From that point on, while walking to her house to

 get her bathing suit and then to my house,   I was on cloud nine.

 A girl actually accepted an invitation from ME.

      The  walk to my house took forever.   I couldn’t wait to see

 her in her bathing suit.  We talked along the way,  and I started

 to  really like her.   She was very nice to me like no other girl

 had been before.   I actually got up the nerve to hold her  hand.

 Boy  was  that a great accomplishment for me.   I was so proud of

 myself.   She let me hold her hand without  giving  any  sign  of

 discontent.

ãWhat, have you had enough already?ä  She asked him while trying to look over her

shoulder.

ãNo, I just want a taste of something a little tighter.ä  Without skipping a beat

the tip of his baseball bat was in her ass.  He pushed forward slowly.  She

gasped at the intensity of the pleasure.  She loved getting her ass fucked.

ãWhereâd you learn to ass fuck so well?  I havenât had it this good in a long

time.ä  She leaned back into him and purred as he stroked the insides of her ass

with his cock.  The fingers of one of her hands reached between her thighs and

fondled her clit.  She used the juices from her still dripping cunt to wet the

knob.  While he ass-fucked her, she played with herself.  She became aware of a

trembling in his body behind her as her own orgasm became more eminent.  As he

exploded into her deepest recesses, she came all over her fingers.  He sat down

in the chair behind them pulling her into his lap with his dick still inside her.

ãWow!  Iâd forgotten how good this could be.ä  He finally helped her to her feet

and then got up himself.  He tucked his clothes in while she made use of the

small bathroom. When sheâd returned to her desk, he came out with her files.

ãYouâre doing a great job, Claire.  Hereâs your first pay check.  Thereâs a small

bonus as well.ä  He smiled slyly and then gathered his things and headed out the

door.  ãOh, you can leave when youâre done.  Just remember to lock up.  Iâll be

in late on Monday, so you donât need to be here until 10:30 a.m.ä

She tidied up her desk and left about fifteen minutes later.  She couldnât wait

to tell Amanda about the day.

ãNow, Janet, my former typist, had several deaths in her family in the last

couple months.  Last month she discovered she was pregnant and has been sick

every other day.  Yesterday she quit and said her last day would be in two weeks

or as soon as I could find a replacement.ä  He glanced casually at the leg which

appeared from beneath her skirt, through the partially unbuttoned opening.

ãShe has been good at keeping up with her work, so fortunately thereâs no back

log. What I need mostly from you is typing, answering the phone, and dealing with

clients when they come in until I can see them.ä  He appraised her from where he

was in a destracted sort of way.

She uncrossed and recrossed her legs then leaned forward to place her glass on

the top of the desk.  Just enough cleavage showed to catch his eye and his

awareness of it was apparent when she looked up at him.  He spent the rest of

that day going over the catalog with her and didnât miss any opportunities to

brush against her or otherwise make contact with her.  She could feel his eyes on

her back whenever she was turned away from him.

They went on this way for several days.  Each day Claire took great pleasure in

tantalizing him subtly.  Sheâd gone into the their little kitchen to get a soda

and decided when she heard him coming to adjust her stocking and garter. The look

on his face was reward enough as she dropped the dress hem and feigned surprise.

The day she dropped a contact, or pretended to, was quite fun.  They were down on

their hands and knees in his office looking for it.  Her dress was quite short

and she paid attention to keeping her ass lifted high in the air.  She was sure

she saw a bulge in his pants when she was standing up.  Her legs were spread wide

as she rose to a standing position then she smoothed her dress and left the room

on the pretense of replacing her contact lens.

When she came back into his office to get the files from his desk he wasnât

there, but before she could turn around, he had walked up behind her and leaned

into her.  She thought it was about time.  She allowed her body to relax and

tilted her hiney up ever so much.

ãIâve been watching you.  Youâre not like Janet.  She was very efficient and very

professional.  I never thought once about embellishing our working relationship.

ã  All the while he was talking, his hands were running up her body.  They found

the hem of her dress and lifted it up to expose her naked ass, garter, and

stockings.

She could feel the bulge hardening behind her, so she leaned her weight on her

arms over his desk and began to purr.  Purring was a skill sheâd acquired over

the years.   It usually drove men wild to feel her body vibrating all over.  She

spread her legs apart and rubbed her ass against the crotch of his pants.

His hand continued to move over her body and they finally rested on her breasts.

He kneaded her nipples between his fingers and the globes with his palms, then he

began to slowly grind against her bottom while pulling her closer to him from the

front.

Reaching around behind herself, Claire managed to undo the belt and open his

pants to free his member.  She tilted her pelvis as far forward as possible and

her ass up then moved back onto the tip of his prick.  She could feel the power

emanating from the baton knocking for entry at her door.  With a quick movement

backward she had him to the balls in her tight, dripping grotto.  He gasped in

surprise then began pumping.  He pumped hard and he pumped long.  He squeezed her

tits so tight she was sure theyâd turn blue with bruises.  She watched the clock

and saw the minutes tick by.  He fucked her for almost thirty minutes without

stopping then pulled out.

ãMrs. Aspic.  How are you?  What can we do for you.ä  Amanda drawled as she moved

to block the land ladyâs entrance.

ãThe rent is now one and a half months past due.  Iâll have to evict you if you

donât pay up by the end of the month.ä  Her raspy voice echoed in the hallway.

ãWeâll have it sooner than that.  Weâve both found new jobs and start tomorrow.ä

Amanda began to push the door closed slowly.  Mrs. Aspic backed away from the

door and turned down the stairs.

ãJust see that you do.ä  She hollered over her shoulder as she descended the

stairs.

Claire grimaced as the door closed.  ãWell, looks like I start tomorrow.  Gotta

be there at nine in the morning.  Yech!ä

Amanda made a quick supper and Claire dug through the closet looking for

something to wear.  She finally decided on a ballerina-length skirt which

buttoned up the front, a blouse and a vest.  She found a pair of loafers and a

matching purse.  It wasnât exactly what the well-dressed secretary was wearing,

but itâd do.

That night the two of them compiled all their bills and determined how much they

were in debt.  It wasnât a pretty sight by the time they got done.  Amanda

climbed into the bed they shared and Claire followed soon after.  Love making for

them was more a comfort that night than an activity. They lay there and pleasured

each other for some time before they dropped off to sleep, entwined in each

otherâs limbs.

Claire crept out of bed and left Amanda sleeping.  Hastily she dressed and left

for work. She didnât want to be late for her first day.  It was a short walk from

the apartment to the office, but it was all up hill.  When she arrived Mr. Dixon

was sitting at the typewriter in the reception area, fighting with a piece of

paper.  He looked up from the desk and smiled at her.  The fold of his eyes

indicated he was of oriental extraction, but his eyes were blue.  His hair was

jet black and judging by the way he was crammed into the typewriter table, he was

probably tall.  His hands appeared to be very well muscled.

ãAh, Claire, youâre on time.  Your first official duty will be to remove this

piece of paper from the typewriter and then type this summons.  I need it in 45

minutes.ä  With that he got up from the chair and motioned for her to sit.  She

placed her bag on the desk and turned to the typewriter.

She was aware of his standing over her while she worked and when sheâd finally

extricated the errant piece of paper from the typewriter, she handed it to him

and turned back to type the document from his notes and the sample copy next to

them.

Engrossed in her work, she wasnât aware when heâd left the front office.  She ran

over time by about five minutes, but her typing was flawless.  He nodded with

approval as he perused her work and then placed the document in his brief case

along with a few other files.

On his way out the door, he called back over his shoulder for her to familiarize

herself with the office and take phone messages.  She organized files and helped

herself to a soda in the kitchen.  She looked over his office and noticed the

picture of a woman and two children on his credenza.  She assumed he was married.

It was one thirty before he returned.

ãHello, Claire.  Come on back into the office with me and weâll talk.  Iâm sorry

about this morning, but this hasnât been an easy week.ä  He continued to his

office and placed the brief case on the credenza behind his desk.  He left the

room briefly and as she was seating herself in front of his desk, he called out

to see if sheâd like a soda.  He came back with a ginger ale for himself and a

Pepsi for her along with a couple glasses filled with ice.

Amanda was stirring her cappuccino absently, when Claire put her paper down and

said, ãWell, weâve lots of options for work.ä She pointed to each entry as she

read off, ãSecretary, secretary, receptionist, clerk, and secretary.ä

ãYou can type canât you?  Didnât you provide secretarial services for Mr.

Fontaine before we partnered up?ä  Amanda said as she looked up from the steaming

beverage sheâd been agitating.

Claire laughed, ãYes, from beneath his desk and up against the filing cabinet.  I

didnât do much typing.  That requires one to sit down on oneâs ass.  But, yes, I

can typeä

ãOh, well, weâve got to come up with some way to pay the rent.  Canât you pretend

or something?  Iâm even thinking of applying for a job over at Drowsie Maggieâs

for the dinner shift.  I can wait tables.ä  Amanda said as she slowly spun the

cup around on its saucer.

ãYeah you can.  Iâve seen you work tables, but itâs usually on your back or on

your belly, with your ass or twat wide open.  Got an idea.  If we donât get a

call for something more fun by this evening, letâs go get something a little on

the drab side to earn the rent by.ä With that, Claire folded the paper and

finished drinking the iced cappuccino in front of her.  Her shades rapped around

her face and the contrast between the dark band where her eyes should be and the

whiteness of her skin was alluring.  Her full, coral-colored lips matched coral

nails.

ãHmm, itâll be a challenge.  But, Iâm up to it.  Gotta eat, you know.  Letâs call

from here and check our messages.ä  Amanda waved to the waiter and asked him to

bring a phone to the table.  She took a pen from her purse and smoothed a napkin.

 When the waiter returned with the phone she smiled at him brightly and patted

his hand.  She punched in their number and after a brief pause, began writing on

the napkin.

Claire watched as she wrote down the messages and wrinkled her forehead so the

dark brows disappeared beneath the tops of her glasses.  She looked around for

the waiter and saw him disappear into the cafe.  He exited again five minutes

later and she signaled to him for the check.

ãWell, we got a call from David at La Boite.  He wants us to put something down

on our tab.  Monica was wondering if we want to go to a party at her parentsâ

place next weekend.  Three calls from the land lady and a call from the manager

at the gym to find out if weâre going to join.  Heâll give us a discount.  Mr.

Flasque called to say that was our best session yet, and wants a standing

appointment on the third Wednesday of every month.   Heâll pay more if we make

him a regular.  Monique down at the modeling agency called to say she expects

weâll have a few jobs the first weekend of next month for one of her foreign

clients.  Sheâll let us know in a few days.  In the mean while, we donât have any

choice but to find work to tide us over for a while.

The waiter brought the check and smiled at the generous tip left by the two

women. Amanda patted him on the behind as they were leaving.  They were soon lost

in the current of people constituting the hustle and bustle of afternoon

shoppers.  They headed back to their apartment but first Claire filled out a few

applications with several businesses looking for secretaries.  Amanda stopped by

Drowsie Maggieâs to apply for work as a waitress.

The manager of Maggieâs was a sinewy dark fellow with a faintly lilting accent.

He spent more time checking her out as she sat there in her short skirt and

sandals with her leg crossed over the other knee than he paid attention to her

answer to his questions.  He accepted the application when she handed it to him

and told her to show up for work the next night at 4 p.m.  Heâd be the only one

there until 5:30, but he wanted to give her a good orientation.

They climbed the three flights to their loft apartment and Claire waited while

Amanda opened the door.  The flash of the indicator on the answering machine

showed they had a couple more messages.

ãGawd!  I wonder what now.  Hmm, maybe itâs one of those places you applied to.ä

Amanda said as she pushed the button and waited for the play back.

ãMs. Pidgeon.  This is Ernest Dixonâs office.  I need someone to start tomorrow.

 My current typist had to leave unexpectedly today.  Your qualifications seem

adequate for our needs.  Please call as soon as you can.  The answering service

will contact me as soon as they hear from you.ä  The message ended with the

date/time stamp.  The final message was from the land lady.

ãWell, at least weâll be able to eat through next month.ä  Claire said as she

began dialing the number to Dixonâs office.  Amanda went to answer the door.  She

mockingly shoved her finger down her throat after sheâ peeped out the view hole.

When she opened the door, a middle aged, ashen-blond haired woman stood waiting.

She was somewhat dumpy in spite of her attempts at makeup and a manicure.