Sex Tales for the New Millennium the 'sexual revolution' was a wrongly named glimmer of the quiet next phase of humane evolution that is only just beginning...
(Sarah Ch. 3)
My visits to Main Man had this deep, validating effect, and I was experiencing all sorts of nice repercussions as a result. I saw myself with more appreciation, and when I was nice to myself, I felt freer and even more alive. And now I can look at myself with a little more forgiveness, even a chuckle. When I first said I was "pretty much" a virgin, I was discounting an episode about six months ago. It was good for me, and it had its moments.
Candy was one of those buxom popular high-bred girls I hardly knew in high school. She surprised me by bumping into me between clothing racks at the big mall. She never seemed to notice but this day she was soo nice.
"Sarah, you look so good! Wow, you've really kept yourself up. How are you doing?"
"Not bad Candy, how are you?"
Then she continued with small talk and we were actually hitting it off. She moved close and put her arm around me as we laughed together over an irony. She teased me and pinched my rear. I was surprised, and the pinch had an interesting controlled nature that turned me on. But I was also wondering why she was doing this. I had never been part of the "in" crowd, and nothing had happened to change my status. And she always appeared very hetero, like the rest of her crowd. Whatever. The attention was making me warm.
Then she told about her friends that had moved away. "I'm getting lonely." Her mouth looked sad. "How would you like to stop by some day Sarah? We could hang out and sun by the pool."
"That could be fun."
"What are you doing on like Monday holiday? My house will be so empty" as she added puppy dog eyes to her expression.
My calendar was blank and I said "yes."
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After debating over what suit to bring and not wanting to be showy (and not having much to show) I put on my one-piece. But then I pulled on the short coverup I had later found cheap at the mall, to give it a little balance. I drove over there with the music blaring, my small car flanked by big monsters that occasionally honked. But soon the yards got bigger and more suburban, I heard only my music, and then I pulled into her driveway.
Candy greeted me at the door in a coverup that was perfectly tailored around her curvaceous body, showing it off with perfect tightness. Great music was shaking her house, and she moved with a well-tailored rock-star confidence. We walked to her lovely open kitchen and she got me a drink. As I was sipping she pulled up my coverup and suddenly I was more exposed.
"Uhhh, are we going to church? Let's see if we can find something better." She tossed the coverup and put her finger under the front of my leg opening, and then started pulling me. She took me through her fancy house and up to her bedroom. Her finger made little sparks fly at the top of my thigh and the friction got stronger on the stairs. As we reached the top I was so excited a tiny "yelp" came out. Then I laughed and she did too.
She said, "come here!" and moved her hand to under my ass and pushed me into her large gorgeous room, and up onto a dressing platform. She pulled down my suit and checked me out. I tried not to show my mild turn on as when she bent down and looked close — her head was right in front of my tender parts. I hoped I wasn't misting. Then she put her hand right there and said "what a hump!" Electricity sparked and I gasped. She looked up and smiled deep into me. She squeezed it and then walked to the closet as I was left to quake. She looked quickly and grabbed some white straps that may be a bottom. She danced toward me and pulled them up. That was nice. And she pulled and pulled as she continued to dance. This was making me real hot again and I sort of had to join in. And I got hotter as I continued. I felt like I could climax any moment, and I realized I was breathing heavy.
She stopped with a smile and looked at me while I realized my mouth was still open. I was embarrassed. Candy grabbed the front of the thong and pulled me close to give me a quick kiss on my breast.
"Half done" she said as she held me close by her handle. I couldn't argue. Then she pulled me off the platform to follow her, with the strap cutting a swath of excitement. As we walked her knuckles were playing with me. I was hers and about to burst with every step as her pressure danced against my front. She took me to the next room, which must have been her sister's.
"We'll have to find a top here" she said with just a touch of condescension. She let go and I caught my breath while she pulled out a skimpy matching white top. She pulled it around me and I felt like a skin-covered present wrapped with ribbons. Candy fussed with the top and then the bottom again and waves of pleasure shot through my body.
"Ready to sunbathe?"
"Yeah!" I said. I grabbed my coverup on the way, thinking I might need it.
We went out to the pool where the music was continuing via outdoor speakers. Candy grabbed the coverup out of my hand and tossed it.
"Have a seat, Sarah," she said, and I did.
And then she pulled off her cover just in front of me with more of her star-elegance. I was humbled by her body. Her deep blue and white lycra bottom just covered things while the matching top cradled large firm boobs seemed to stand straight out. This was what stacked was! Her skin was young and perfect, her legs thin and nice. No wonder she was popular. Sexuality screamed out and it turned me on just to watch her.
She laid down on her cot and so I laid on mine with my rear kissing the sun. There was a lot of exposure!
We talked about music, shared school tales, and talked about what people from school were doing. She complimented me again for the way I took care of my body.
Then she stared into my eyes and asked quietly, "Sarah, have you lost your virginity yet?"
