Admittedly, I was naΓ―ve and inexperienced when I started dating at the age of 18. I missed the early years of dating from 13-14 through the age of 17. Perhaps if I had my sexual encounters would have progressed more slowly and I would not have gone from home plate to 3rd base in less than 8 dates. Below are the two dating relationships I had prior to meeting and dating my husband to be. I knew he was the right man for me when his concerns about my sexual gratification were as important to him as were his own. I believe I never had an orgasm at any time prior to meeting my husband and if I did it was so minor it did not register with my sex organs or brain. The experiences below did drop some of my inhibitions for future sexual adventures. While there are aspects of my story that would be considered interracial I feel that overall it has to fall into the non-consent and reluctance category.
I am known as what is called a late bloomer. By my fourteenth year I had just started to get my period, grow pubic hair and develop breasts. Unfortunately the 75 pounds of "baby weight" that everyone told me would disappear stayed with me. When I turned 16 those extra pounds were still with me and I decided that I had to do something about losing weight. My family doctor put me on a diet and by the time I turned 18, I was looking pretty good with maybe another 5-10 pounds to lose.
The nice part was that boys were starting to notice me. My best friend Gail wanted to set me up on a double date with her, her boyfriend and this guy named Jim. I agreed and we decided to go to a movie. Jim and I sat in the backseat, obviously, while Gary, Gail's boyfriend, drove. Since this was all of our last year in high school most of the conversation was about the happenings in school. Now Gail and I went to a Catholic Girls School while Gary and Jim went to public school. I really don't remember what the movie was about but the memory of what happened after the movie sticks with me to this day.
Gary found a secluded place to park and he and Gail started to make out. While I had only met Jim for the first time this evening, I was unsure of what to do. He was relatively good looking and we seemed to hit it off so when he leaned over to kiss me I let him. Since I had no experience in this area we continued to kiss until he lay down across the back seat. The only way I could reach his lips was to lie on top of him. We continued to kiss and I began to feel his cock harden and he started rubbing it through our clothes just above my pubic area. I froze. I didn't know what to do. Next he started to run his hands over my breasts. Once again, not knowing what to do I let him fondle my clothed breasts. Things were getting pretty heated when Gary announced that it was time to go so we would be home on time.
The next day I explained to Gail what went on in the backseat when we were parked.
Gail chuckled and then said, "That's boys!"
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Once they get a hard cock all they are looking for is some relief", she responded. "If you are enjoying the make out session all you need to do is to stroke their cock up and down until they unload. Then their cock will start to soften and you can go back to kissing. Getting your breasts fondled is no big deal but that is up to you. It's almost like they need something to play with. In the front seat last night, Gary had both hands up my blouse, under my bra and was rubbing my nipples until they became rock hard little nubs. It was such a turn on. I stroked his cock until he went soft and I could feel a wet spot coming through his jeans. At least that is what we did."
I was blown away and didn't know what to think. Good little Catholic girls didn't do those things until they like this unless they were married. But Gail did them. How bad could it be?
A week went by and I had talked to Jim on the phone a few times. He wanted to know if I would double again with Gary and Gail. I agreed. They picked me up around 8. We went to the movies and then to Gary's little parking spot. Jim lay down on the backseat and I went on top of him. I could feel his penis getting hard. He started to rub his hips against mine (I found out it was called dry humping) so I reached down and grabbed his cock to start stroking him. He took that as a green light and started to unbutton my blouse. He pulled it open to both sides, grabbed my bra and pushes it over my tits. The blouse was draped on both sides of me so if Gary looked back he would not see anything. Jim started to knead my breasts as I continued to stroke him. He started to gently pinch and pull my nipples. It felt like my nipples and pussy were connected. He continued to play with my breasts and I could feel myself getting wet. His body stiffened and he tried to hold back a moan. He took my hand and removed it from holding his cock as he was softening. Whispering in my ear, "thank you" he fondled my breasts a little longer and then helped me get my bra back into place. We sat up a bit so I could re-button my blouse. When they dropped me off I was a little disheveled. Getting ready for bed I took my panties off because they were soaking wet from my leaking pussy. I could barely get to sleep that night.
I talked to Gail the next day and told her what happened. She laughed and said, "What did I tell you? It's all about them and once they have their orgasm, things can go back to normal, so to speak."
A few days later I got a call from Jim. He wanted to get together after school and listen to music. Since we went to different schools, I had to find out where he lived and then find out which bus from my school would drop me there. I asked my mom if she would be kind enough to pick me up about 5 and take me home. Mom said it would not be a problem but wanted to know who was going to be at home when we got there. I asked Jim and he told me his mother was home from her job then to start dinner.
On a Wednesday afternoon, after working out all the details, I took the bus and got dropped off near Jim's house. I still had my school uniform on. When I reached his house he opened the door and let me in. Asking if I wanted anything to eat or drink I politely declined. Jim had said his mother would be home but I did not hear anyone else in the house. I asked him where she was and he told me she would still be at work for another hour. Then he showed me up to his room where he had all his music and sound system. We picked out some songs but it did not take long before we were kissing on his bed. I saw the bulge in his pants and knew he wanted me to start stroking him. I reached over and grabbed his cock while he started to rub my pussy through my clothes. It didn't take long before he stiffened and his cock went soft. He pulled my hand from my crotch and we began kissing and hugging again. A short while later I heard his mother come and we went down stairs so I could meet her. My mom showed up at 5 and I went home.
I told Gail what was going on between Jim and I and she said I was lucky.