Deflowering Alice ... and Me
Author's note:
This is an entry in the 2016 Valentine's Day contest. Votes and comments are appreciated.
In 1976 it was possible to be a virgin 19-year-old male. Just trust me on this.
My family belonged to a pretty strict fundamentalist Christian church, and I was a true believer. Chastity was pretty high on our list of priorities, and I adhered to the rules.
And then I met Alice Simmons. Her family belonged to the same denomination although they attended a different church. In fact, we were introduced by a mutual friend from my church.
Alice was a year older and had the face of an angel. Light brown hair fell in waves to her shoulders and framed a heart-shaped face highlighted by the bluest eyes I've ever seen. Full red lips, dimpled cheeks and a cute little upturned nose completed her angelic look, and I fell instantly in love.
Love
, not lust. Even this virgin knew the difference.
Besides, Alice didn't have the attributes that inspired lust in me. She did not have tits out to there, and I was a typical 70s-era
Playboy
inspired tit man.
Hey, even devout Christian virgin boys bought
Playboy
.
But there was something about Alice that made me just want to hug her 5-foot-2-inch body to me. So I asked her out. We had a fun dinner and movie night, so I asked her out again. And again.
It was after that third date, as I drove in the direction of her house, that she scooted over next to me (I miss bench seats in cars) and put her hand on my thigh. "Could we go somewhere and park, Jimmy?" she asked.
Without answering out loud, I hit the turn signal and made the left turn necessary to get us to a city park near her house that had a secluded area off a street that was virtually untraveled at night.
Once I parked the car and shut it off, I turned to Alice and was pulled down to her face for a steamy open-mouthed kiss.
When the kiss rolled to a stop after what seemed like an hour, Alice looked up at me with fire in those blue eyes. "I got the feeling you were never gonna make the first move, so I decided to," she said. "I've wanted you to kiss me since that day we met."
"Really?" I asked, my voice almost squeaky in surprise.
"Yes, really," she answered. "How come you haven't kissed me?"
I blushed and was glad she couldn't see it in the dark. "I didn't want you to think I was only after you for sex," I confessed.
"Silly boy," she said. "I knew what the look in your eyes meant. I love you too!"
I gasped, but she didn't hear it. She was too busy pulling me into another hot kiss. This time there was tongue.
I started to let my hands roam her body but she stopped me and broke the kiss. "Just kissing for now, okay?"
"Okay," I said. I was in love, after all.
Our love kept growing as the months slipped by and Alice's defenses slipped down. By Christmas I had fondled and kissed her 32 B breasts which were capped by little pink nipples that were almost always stiff. I had also caressed her panty-covered pussy and found that it got extremely wet.
Just after the first of the year Alice unzipped me after a date and fondled my rock-hard shaft for a few seconds. That was just enough to make me shoot all over the car.
"Oh my gosh!" she exclaimed. Her eyes were wide with the level of her surprise. "You need to buy some rubbers."
"Oh, that's okay," I said. "I can clean up this mess."
You know how women can give you a look that clearly shows how unbelievably stupid you are? That's the look Allice gave me.
"You're going to need the rubbers to keep from shooting all the sperm into me," she said. "I'm not on the pill yet, and we have a special day coming up."
"You mean?"
She nodded her head and leaned in to kiss my ear. "We're going to take each other's virginity on Valentine's Day," she whispered. "I love you."
"I love you, too."
We both lived at home, but my parents would both be at work that day. Alice worked in the corporate office of an insurance company and could take a vacation day. I was attending community college and would have to burn a day of class. But this would be an educational day, right?
Because we would be giving each other such a gift, Alice made me promise not to buy her a fancy Valentine gift. I couldn't resist buying some hearts and flowers decorations for my bedroom, though, along with a single red rose.
I put up the decorations as soon as my parents left the house, and I laid the rose on my pillow just as the doorbell rang.
I opened it to find Alice in her overcoat and killer heels.
"Is this the Bradford residence?" she asked in a formal voice.
I quickly caught on that we were role playing. "Why, yes, yes it is," I stammered.
"I have an insurance quote from the Acme Insurance Company," Alice said. "May I come in and deliver it?"
I stepped from the door and gestured for her to enter. She walked into the living room and shucked her coat.
And I was stunned. Alice was wearing a red cocktail dress that hugged her little body and showed that, yes, she had nicely curved hips and a delicious butt. And I had never noticed those legs!
She tossed her coat onto the couch and spun around to face me. Her face glowed and I swear there were sparks shooting from her eyes. I felt underdressed in my jeans and T.
Alice walked toward me with a grin spreading across her face. "Here's the quote from Acme, Mister Bradford," she said in a breathy voice. "I can assure you that you will never forget this day."
She put her hands on my chest and slid them up and around my neck as I grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed. God, she had a wonderful ass!
"You said you had a quote for
insurance
," I told her. "That's a quote for
assurance
."
"Shut up and kiss me, Jimmy," Alice whispered as she pulled my face down. Her tongue darted into my mouth almost before our lips mashed together in the most passionate kiss we'd shared. Alice wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her body tight to mine, our groins grinding on each other.
I dropped my hands to her ass and fondled her cheeks, squeezing and rubbing.
Alice broke the kiss and gasped, "Maybe we should take this to a better room."
I said nothing but bent and swept one arm under her knees so that when I stood straight she was cradled in my arms. I carried her to my room as if I were a groom carrying my new bride across the threshold.
Entering my room, I laid Alice on the queen-size bed and settled down right on top of her. Resuming the steamy kiss while running my hands all over her body, I ran my fingers from her knee to the edge of her dress hem and hesitated only a second before sending my fingers under the dress to her pussy, which was soaking wet.