This story is a true story of a friend of mine. She told me this story in confidence. She told me I could write her story but not to use her or any of her familyâs names. So names have been changed but not the facts.
I grew up in a small town in Carolinas. My parents were very religious and strict. I was one of seven children. We were not rich but we werenât poor either. I grew up very conservative in my behavior, my way of dressing, and what I thought I knew of sex. I wasnât allowed to date until I turned 16 and then I had an early curfew. I graduated high school and went to a Baptist College. Thatâs were I meet my now husband, Ed.
I meet him at a school baseball game. He went to the other school, but he was from a nearby town. We started to date regularly and I finally kissed him on our fourth date. I usually wore a large loose blouse and loose jeans on our dates. If I wore a dress it was below the knee and always had sleeves and a collar. Ed was very gentle and never pushed me to do anything. After about a month and a half, Ed asked me if I would like to go boating with him and his bother and sister-in-law this weekend. I agreed and he told me to be sure I wore shorts and a swimsuit. I told him I didnât have any shorts and that my swimsuit was 3 yrs. old and didnât fit anymore. Ed said no problem that tomorrow he would take me into town and a swimsuit and a couple pair of shorts.
Ed showed up about ten the next morning and we went to Walmart. First we got some shorts, the ones I picked up first came to my knees. Ed said that they too big and found a pair of jean short-shorts that he said would look good on me. I was hesitant at first but I loved Ed and tried then on. They did fit me good but I had never worn a pair of shorts this short. About that time Ed asked if I had them on yet. I told him I did and he said that he would like to see them. I slowly opened the door for him to look. He said I looked great in them and he asked me to slowly turn around. I felt a tingle all over my body as Ed stared at me slowly displaying myself to him. He told me to wait as he went to the rack and brought back a pair of light gray stretch shorts to try. I put them on; they molded to my body but they felt good and comfortable on me. I asked if he was ready to see. He said that was a silly question, of course he was. He liked them and told me to leave them on as we looked for s swimsuit. I felt a bit nervous wearing those shorts. I felt like everybody was looking at my behind as we walked around. I kept looking around to see if anyone was watching me, but no one seemed to care. I started to be more relaxed. Ed picked up a bikini; I told him that there was no way I would wear one those. I said I wanted a one-piece suit. We looked around and all the one-pieces were too small for my taste but I knew I needed one and picked out a black one. Ed said I really needed a lighter color because the sun would be warm on the boat and I would get too hot in black. I finally picked out a medium blue one. I tried it on and if fit perfectly. A bit high on the hips for my taste, but I guess I could get use to it. I also noticed that my bush hair needed to be trimmed before anyone could see me in this suit. Ed said he wanted to see but I told him no way, not today anyway. Ed had also found a short white top to wear over the suit so we got it too.
Saturday came, I had my suit, top, and jean shorts on when Ed picked me up at 8 am. By 9 am we were cruising up the river. Edâs brother Larry and his wife Laura were real nice. We had barely pulled away from the dock when Laura removed her sundress to reveal a little side tie bikini. Ed and Larry quickly removed their shirts. I had never seen Ed without his shirt until now and I liked what I saw. I felt overdress for the first time in my life so I removed my shirt and shorts. Even with my suit on I felt almost naked and got that tingle filling again. Ed gave me a wolf-whistle it embarrassed me but I liked it too. Ed noticed how white I was, because I never got out in the sun, and offered to put some sunscreen on me. Ed hadnât rubbed his hands on me before this and it felt good. I got that tingle felling again and was enjoying it when I noticed that my nipples were hard as rocks. They were sticking out the front of my suit almost a quarter inch. I saw Ed looking right at them. Again I felt myself get embarrassed but from somewhere I was enjoying Edâs stare and didnât try to hide them. Then I saw Larry looking at them and got another tingle and swear my nipples got harder. Ed had been putting lotion on my arms and back, and asked if I wanted him to do my legs too. I was only too happy to let him. Larry watched Ed rubbing the lotion in on my legs and as he got higher and higher on my legs, I knew I shouldnât but I spread my legs so he could reach my inner thighs. When he first bumped my crotch, it felt like fire went up my spine and right back to my crotch. I actually jumped a little and Ed pulled his hands away smiling. That when I noticed the bulge in his shorts. I had never really looked at a manâs crotch before and now I was staring at his. He looked down to see where I was staring and noticed his bulge and turn away. He came back later and told me he was sorry and hoped he hadnât embarrassed me. I told him it was OK and that I didnât get embarrassed. I donât know where I got the guts but I told him that, in fact I was happy to know that I was the cause of it. Ed seemed a bit taken back by my answer but responded by kissing me. And when I kissed him back, he gave me tongue for my first time. Then he reached behind me and grabbed my ass. Ed was the first man to ever put his hands on my ass and I liked it. We flirted and teased each other the rest of the day.
We decided to head back in and all go to dinner that night. There was a shower at the boat dock so Laura and I decided to wash some of the sun block and sweat off before dinner. Without thinking ahead I got under the water and washed up. I got my swimsuit soaking wet. I then remembered I wore nothing under my shirt and shorts but this now wet swimsuit. Laura also got hers wet too, but it didnât seem to concern her. I asked her if she was going to wear her wet suit under her dress. She said âNo, Iâm not wearing anything under my dress.â I wasnât expecting her answer and was surprised by it. She asked me why I asked. I told her that my suit was wet and that I didnât bring any underwear along to wear under my shorts or top. She said that was no problem. She told me to go without underwear. She said that she rarely wore underwear under her shorts or pants and that on special occasions would go pantyless under dresses. I had never even thought of not wearing underwear under my clothes. I had been taught that good girls always wore underwear, but somehow the idea of going pantyless intrigued me. I decided to do it. I dried off and slid my shorts over my naked ass. It felt weird but I liked it. I slid the short white top over my head. About 4 inches of my middle was bare. Another first today! Short top, braless and my midsection uncovered for anybody to see and pantyless. Again that tinglely feeling, I felt my breast, my nipples were hard again. I thought to myself, I was actually enjoying being a naughty girl. I decided then that I was going to be naughty more often. I looked in the mirror and didnât recognize the girl looking back. The girl looking back was a woman wearing a short white top. I could see her areolas through the shirt. She was also wearing snug fitting short-shorts, her midsection was bear and she looked sexy.
Ed did a double take when he saw me. He said I looked so different from the girl he me two months ago. I said that I was a different person. I said I felt like a confident woman now instead of a shy girl. I asked him if he liked it. He said he did and gave me a kiss. Just before dinner arrived he said that he didnât see me bring any other clothes to change into that morning and that he was curious as to what I had on underneath. I smiled and whispered in his ear as I put my hand on his upper thigh, nothing at all! He almost choked on his drink. Then on a wild impulse, I took his hand and slid it under my top to my breast. (Two more first; a manâs hand on my tit and in a public restaurant at that.) I looked over at Larry and Laura; they were both smiling and looking at us. Thatâs when dinner arrived. We all quickly ate and went to the car to leave. Ed leaned me against the car and started kissing me hard with one hand under my top squeezing my tits. I responded by reaching around and grabbing his ass and pulling him to me. Larry said for us to stop and go get a motel room. We just looked at Larry and smiled. We said bye to Larry and Laura saying that we would have to do this again soon. Ed got behind the steering wheel of his truck and I slid next to him.
As soon as we got on the rode Ed said, âLook what youâve done to me.â He took my hand and placed it on his bulge. I gave it a little squeeze. Then I unzipped his shorts and pulled out his hard cock. (More first!) This was the first time Iâve ever seen a dick (except to change a baby) in my life and now I was holding one in my hand. I liked the way it felt, firm and warm. Ed put his hand on top of mine and started to move it up and down his shaft. In a couple of minutes he moaned and a thick white cream erupted from the end of his dick. I donât know why but I bent over and licked the stuff off my hand and his dick. I then put his dick in my mouth and started to suck. He was hard again in a couple of minutes. I kept sucking on that dick until he shot another load in my mouth. I never once thought of taking my mouth off. Ed told me that I was a natural cocksucker. Ed asked me to show him my tits. I did more than that. I took my top off. Then he asked if he could see the rest of me. I trembled as I unsnapped, unzipped and removed my shorts. Now donât forget, it was still around 1 or 2 in the afternoon. A few days ago I hadnât even worn short-shorts in public. And here in the last 3 hours I had gone without bra and panties my first time, put a manâs hands on my tits, jerked and sucked a guy off and now am sitting naked in the front seat of a pick-up in broad daylight. The real strange thing is that