Growing up with two sisters and a mom, I never really thought twice about female needs. Sure, women wore different kinds of underwear and when we were small us kids all saw each other naked at times. When I got older I began to realize that there were some other differences even if they weren't often talked about. Sometimes the word "period" would come out, but not often. Then I went away to college and began to not only date but have sexual experiences. It was an education in its own right.
While I did not have much dating experience prior to college that all changed during my sophomore year when I met Beth, a somewhat quiet yet very attractive student who was in my humanities class. Beth and I had several dates and over that time I learned a lot about her. Coming from a devout Catholic family she at first wanted to become a nun, but then transferred from a convent to my college at the beginning of sophomore year. She shared an off-campus apartment with another girl, Rachel, who would go home nearly every weekend.
Beth was totally naΓ―ve when it came to anything sexual. She had a great body and I adored her C cup boobs, which if I am to believe her were never touched by another male until I came along. We really enjoyed one another and I had to feel that Beth was learning whatever she could. I also learned that she was a virgin and it was not until the previous semester when she first tried tampons had never had anything inserted in her vagina. Up until that point she had been strictly a sanitary napkin user.
Ever so slowly Beth started to sexually awaken. At first it was kissing, but then advanced to my feeling those great boobs through her blouse. Eventually that blouse got unbuttoned and her bra undone. Beth loved my every touch. Still, this was slow work, but I knew that the reward would be worth the effort.
As time progressed I did get to touch her pubic region and it came as no surprise that she was unshaven, no let me say ungroomed. That first time that I touched her clit I thought she was going to orgasm immediately it was so electrifying. My next move was to finger her, but this was much tougher than I ever imagined. The largest thing she had ever inserted had been a Junior size Tampax, which is not as big in diameter as my finger. She wasn't exactly halting my advances, but kept saying that it hurt. I even bought a tube of KY to assist things. Once I got a finger into her, she seemed to love every moment, but it took months before I could use two fingers. When I first fingered her while she was on her period I wasn't sure if she liked it or not, but I met little resistance.
As Beth loosened up, both physiologically and emotionally, I was thinking of what it was going to be like to get into her pants. First, however, she had to explore my manhood. It was a little bit like being five or six years old again and playing "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." She was totally captivated by my penis and how it could go from flaccid to erect in almost no time at all. Beth was not so naΓ―ve that she didn't know where it went, however, and when I suggested that we have sex, she again showed no hesitation.