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Beth's Life Story - Part 1
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
The Beginning
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.
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."
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.
"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.
/// continued in Chapter 2 ///
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