***All persons in this story are over 18 years of age.***
I saw her sitting alone at lunch, a cute blond with curly hair and a nice smile.
I asked her if I could sit down, the cafeteria was very busy and I didn't see any empty tables. She waived her fork at the chair across from her, I took this as a yes.
We ate silently for a bit, then she broke the silence.
"You're not in my class." She stated.
"Not sure." I replied. "I'm a Senior, don't recall seeing you in any of my classes, but I could be wrong."
"Nope." She smiled. "I'm a Junior." "I should be in your class, but I started school late." "I'm Patty, by the way."
"Hello Patty, I'm..." She cut me off.
"I know who you are." She giggled. "Everybody knows who you are."
I just sat there puzzled. I was a geek, nobody paid me any mind.
Sensing my confusion, she continued. "You are probably the smartest guy in school." "Did you really ace the SAT?"
The SAT scores had only been out a few days, I didn't realize anybody cared. I only took it because the college I was going to attend required a score. With my grades any score would do. I didn't even study.
"I did OK I guess." I admitted. "I didn't get a perfect score if that's your question?"
"You got the highest score in the school." She smirked. "That's pretty impressive."
"I did?, I had no idea." I said, somewhat embarrassed.
"You REALLY didn't know?" she queried.
I just shook my head. I'm not sure she believed me.
"If you don't mind, why did you start school late?" I asked.
"My dad was in the military when I was young." She stated. "He was stationed in Korea." "The school for us wasn't that greatest, so when we came back here, they started me a year behind to make sure I could keep up."
"I just turned 18." She chuckled. "I'm the oldest kid in my class."
"I know the feeling." I laughed. "I barely missed the cutoff, I turned 18 back in September, born 2 days sooner, I'd already be gone."
We talked through lunch, and before we parted, I asked her if she'd like to go out this weekend.
She smiled coyly, nodded her head and hastily scribbled her phone number on a scrap of paper, then was gone.
Thus started our relationship. We rapidly escalated from there and within a few weeks were nearly inseparable. If I wasn't at her house, she was at mine.
Of course, we were both horny teenagers, so we had started exploring each others bodies.
She was somewhat reluctant at first, but with gentle coaxing, she became rather enthusiastic.
She had never seen one before so she was captivated by my cock. It amazed her the first time she saw it grow from nearly nothing to full mast.
"Doesn't it hurt when it swells like that?" She asked.
"No, that's what it's supposed to do." I instructed.
Her parents were very strict and the only info she'd gotten from her mom concerning sex was "Act like you enjoy it.". Apparently, her dad was no stud.
I gave her a quick lesson in male anatomy, she seemed particularly interested in seeing it work, so I asked her if she'd like to stroke me.
She blushed deeply and stammered. "Y-y-y-e-e-s-s-s."
I quickly pulled off my clothes and laid back on her bed.
She reached out and wrapped her fingers around my shaft and started pulling. I gave her gentle corrections where needed and soon she got the idea.
"Are they all this size?" She asked, staring at my member.
"No." I answered. "They come in all shapes and sizes." "From what I've seen in gym class, I'm bigger than most, but not the biggest one."
"It's getting even bigger." She squealed.
Before long my need to cum became overwhelming. I arched my back, grunted and exploded. I covered her hand and arm and my chest and stomach with my load. She eyes got wider with each spurt.
She finally released her grip on my now slippery, cum covered rod, and watched it deflate. She played with the sticky stuff, surprised at it's warmth and slickness, she even took a tentative taste of it.
We had a bit more fun as she cleaned me up with warm cloths, bringing me to erection again.
"My turn." I grinned, and started undressing her.
Once I finally got her naked, I was pleasantly surprised. She wore loose clothing, (late 70's, it's what we did) so I had no idea what awaited.
She was about 5'6", a little shorter than me, probably 140 pounds, perky tits, 36D I'd find out later, and full wide hips with a natural wispy blond bush.
I have always liked bigger girls, and she really tripped my trigger.
She let me play with her tits all I wanted, and she liked "petting" my rod (her words), but I couldn't get south of her navel to save my life.
We both had big tests the next day, so I went home.
Things were looking up.
I have an uncle who is only a few years older than me, he was kind of the big brother I never had. I always turned to him for advice, so naturally I sought his help.
He was already a ladies man, so he was very helpful in formulating a plan.
Our next date was at my house, my parents were out of town, so we'd have the place to ourselves. My parents knew Patty was coming over, all my dad had to say was, "Don't do anything I wouldn't do.". This got him an elbow in the ribs from mom who added. "We've had 'the talk' and we trust you, just be careful." Did I mention my parents were awesome!
I made dinner for her and we retired to my room. We both quickly stripped and jumped in my bed. After we had made out for awhile, I started rubbing her back and shoulders.
"OOH!" She cooed. "That feels good."
"Roll over on your front." I instructed. I then straddled her, my stiff dick laying on her butt crack, and started massaging her.
She purred and sighed as I worked on her. As I got her relaxed, I started moving down. Soon I was kneading her firm ass and thighs, and much to my surprise, she spread her legs a bit as I massaged the insides of her thighs.
I finished at her feet, rubbing her arches and toes, then told her to roll over.
She flipped over slowly, her eyes closed, a dreamy smile on her face.
I resumed, massaging the front side. Again I started with her shoulders and arms, then proceeded to her tits.
Her nipples were already rock hard and she groaned and squirmed as I kneaded and pinched them.
After giving her boobs the attention they deserved, I hesitantly moved lower. I rubbed her stomach, at times grazing her sparse pubic hair. No resistance so far!
I bypassed her pussy for the moment and massaged her thighs and legs, again, she spread her legs apart, this time, even further.
Once I'd made it to her feet, I started back up, this time running my hand up the insides of her thighs until I made contact with her pussy.
I'd never been this close before, I knew what to expect, but was still surprised by the heat and the wetness.
I stroked her fur, eliciting a moan, and slowly parted her labia revealing her inner workings.
Drawings in medical books did not prepare me for the sight of a real pussy, it was amazing. All the creases and folds, the bumps, the color variations, and the wetness. My God, she was drooling down her crack and puddling on my sheets. Guess she liked what I was doing!
I took my time, moving slowly. I ran a finger through her slit, smearing her honey all over the area. Deftly, I probed her folds. I knew what a clitoris was and where to find it and soon found hers, lightly stroking it, making it stand out even more.