Part I
(the corrected version)
I need to preface this story with an apology. I submitted this story the other day and discovered, to my horror, that I had submitted the wrong version. Microsoft word on a Mac works in weird ways and sometimes documents end up in the wrong place. The previous story I submitted was a first draft and hadn't been edited. This one has been edited and, hopefully, all of the errors in the previous one have been corrected. Thank you for your patience...
Mark...
Lydia and I have been dating for a couple of years and just moved in together about 3 months ago. We have a very good relationship, though sex between us is pretty basic. You see, Lydia grew up in a religious household with her father a minister of one of the more conservative protestant churches. Her formative years were full of church youth groups, Sunday school, Sunday services and admonitions to remain chaste until marriage.
I, on the other hand, was raised in a very non-religious household, but was taught to respect others views and so on. When I first met Lydia, I was struck by her beauty and her kind personality. After a few dates I found out about her religious upbringing, but liked her enough to be patient. Trying to have sex with her was slow going, with many dates ending with just kissing for a while. But, years ago a friend told me that all things come to he who waits and I liked Lydia enough to wait as long as necessary.
After several months, I was able to stroke her breasts during one make out session, even getting her shirt and bra off. She had spectacular breasts which turned out to be quite sensitive as I pawed and then later sucked on her nipples. After that first time with her breasts the dam burst and we moved along exponentially with fingering her pussy and, finally, to having coitus. I was so pleased to be able to have sex with Lydia, that I didn't push anything else.
When we moved in together, I thought our sex would become a little more daring and experimental, but that didn't really happen at first. After several weeks, I managed to talk her into trying oral sex. She seemed to like it when I went down on her, but she wasn't too keen on sucking me off and definitely didn't want to swallow. But, I took her trying oral as a small victory which meant we did something other than missionary sex.
Another thing that I managed to get Lydia to do was to dress a little sexier. Her wardrobe was very conservative and stodgy and I wanted to show her off a little more. She has a fabulous body, but you couldn't tell through the layers of formless clothes she wore. I began by buying her some nice sundresses (she always wears dresses) that displayed her curves a little and exposed some cleavage a bit. I, also, bought her some sexy underwear to go with the sundresses, which she would wear on occasion to please me.
One weekend we were invited to a pool party at the house of a co-worker of mine. This seemed like a good opportunity to get Lydia out of her shell a little bit, so I made a point of telling her we were going to go and that she should get a nice swimsuit. I was pushing for a fairly skimpy bikini, but she fought me tooth and nail on that one. But, with perseverance I won the battle and got her to wear a pretty sexy bikini that showed off her breasts, flat tummy and luscious ass.
Lydia...
Mark and I have been living together for several months which put a damper on my relationship with my family. They thought that I should only live with a man when I was married and not before. I saw my parents point, but I wanted to establish a good relationship with Mark and it seemed the best way to do it was by living together. He had definite ideas about how our relationship should move ahead and most of those ideas revolved around me throwing off the yoke of my religious upbringing and moving into the 21
st
century by dressing sexy and being more experimental and willing in the sex department.
I was able to keep our experimenting down to a slow pace that I was more comfortable with, but truth be told, I was enjoying the new things we were trying. Mark started dressing me in sexy, more revealing clothes and, after I got used to it, I was beginning to like the looks I was getting from other men. I kept these feelings to myself because I didn't want Mark to get too carried away with things.
When we were invited to a pool party, Mark insisted that I get a very revealing bikini to wear. I put up a fight for a few days, but, in the end, I relented. I put it on one day when he wasn't home and checked myself out. I looked really good in it, but really needed to trim my pubic area because a lot of hairs were showing. I used some scissors to trim things down and then covered the patch of hair that was left with shaving cream and shaved everything off until I was as bald as I was as a little girl. Mark had been pestering me to shave my pubes for quite a while because he didn't like it when he got a hair in his mouth when he went down on me. Boy, was he going to be surprised! As I thought about it, my family and the people I grew up with would be shocked to know I shaved my pubic hair!
So, the day of the party finally arrived and I made my first public appearance in a skimpy bikini. Mark was very pleased with himself as he showed me off to all of his friends and others we both met for the first time. There were about 50 people at the party, mostly couples. Some of the women were wearing much skimpier bikinis than I had on and I had to admit that those women looked really good. I thought to myself that I could wear something like that and look really good, but decided that I would stay the course and take baby steps for the time being.
When I was introduced to our hosts, Brad and Barb Cullen, I was taken by how good looking they both looked. Barb was about my height with a stunning body that she showed off in the smallest bikini at the party. Brad was about 6'2" tall and had a fantastic physique. He was wearing a very skimpy Speedo style swim suit that showed off his rather large looking penis. Even with a suit on I could tell he was circumcised! I was glad that I had my dark glasses on so that my eyes wouldn't betray where I was looking. I looked over at Mark and could tell he was checking out Barb pretty intensely.
We had a lot of fun at the party and met a lot of very interesting people. It seemed that everyone knew each other because there was a lot of sexual innuendo being bantered about. After a couple of hours, Barb came up to me and drug me away from Mark. "So, it's nice to finally meet you, Lydia." Barb said. "I've known Mark for quite a while since he and Brad work together. Mark talks about you quite a bit, so it's nice to be able to put a face to the name. So, why don't you tell me a little about yourself."
I gave Barb a quick autobiography about myself and then she told me about herself. She was very easy to talk to and we seemed to hit it off. We talked about all sorts of things and she introduced me to some of the other women at the party. We decided to make a lunch date for Wednesday so that we could get to know each other a little better without all of the other people interrupting our conversation.
As the party went on and people were drinking more, some of the women lost the tops of their bikinis. I was shocked at first, but got used to seeing the women running around topless after a while. My ultimate shock came when Mark suggested that I should lose my top! I had never exposed my breasts to anyone but him and wasn't sure why he was suggesting I take my top off.
"Mark, you know I'm not comfortable with exposing myself. Why would you suggest such a thing?"
Mark smiled and said, "Because you have the best breasts here and I'm proud that you are my girlfriend. Besides, you would make me the envy of all of my friends, so come on, what will it hurt"
I was stunned that Mark was urging me to bare myself, so I asked, "You really want me to do this?"
"I really do. I think it would be hot!"
As I pondered his request, I was wondering what it would be like. As I mentioned before, I was enjoying the looks I got from other men when I started dressing sexier and the idea of a bunch of strangers staring at my tits was starting to turn me on, so I said to Mark, "Well, if you're sure..." I reached back undid the bow knot on the strings around my back and pulled my top off over my head. My nipples were very hard with my excitement as they were exposed to the world for the first time.
