During her senior year, three months after her eighteenth birthday, Mary found herself and her cheer leading team mates Ann and Jane goofing around in the locker room snapping each other with towels when Lynn, a renegade among the group, came in from the shower with her big "D" cup tits bouncing for all to see and admire. She plopped down on the bench right across from them with her legs spread wide so they could see she was shaved clean. This was the 60's and girls didn't shave their pussies. They wore a full bush as a badge of honor showing they had developed into a woman. Another thing girls didn't do was talk about having sex. They were supposed to be demure and virtuous. If they had sex they kept it to themselves and hoped their lovers would be discreet enough to do the same. Not Lynn! She bragged about having had this guy or that guy, the size of their peckers, what all they had done and where they did it. Some of these escapades were tantalizing but most of them just sounded gross. She talked about sucking guy's cocks, licking their balls, riming them and being fucked in the ass. Mary had never understood why a guy would want to fuck a girl's ass when two inches away her vagina must have been ready, willing and able to accept what he had to offer.
Mary had been with only one boy. His name was Jack and it wasn't an experience she cared to remember let alone share. They had dated for a couple months doing the normal dating things such as going to movies, dances, playing miniature golf, bowling and some light petting.
One particular evening after they had been to a dance to celebrate her eighteenth birthday, Jack drove to a secluded area and after parking the car he slid the bench seat as far back as it would go and the two of them began their usual make out session. Up until now, she had enjoyed these sessions but tonight would be different. Jack soon had his hand under Mary's sweater and was fondling her breast through her bra. It felt good and although she wanted him to stop her curiosity got the better of her and she allowed him to unhook her bra and play with her breasts au natural. He soon had her sweater pulled up over her breasts and was sucking on first one nipple then the other. That sent shock waves through her making her pussy wet and her clit swell and tingle.
Before she knew what was happening he had his hand under her skirt and was pulling her panties to the side giving himself access to her little virgin pussy. He began sliding his middle finger up and down her moist gash which really felt good especially when he slid it across her sensitive, swollen clit. When he attempted to push his finger into her vagina she grabbed his hand and stopped him. He asked her what was wrong and she told him she was a virgin and didn't want to go that far. He said "OK then how about a hand job". Not wanting to be considered a tease, she reluctantly agreed. He opened his zipper and pulled out his cock. He took hold of Mary's hand, helped her place it around his cock and demonstrated how she should move it to get him off. Slowly Mary began to slide her hand up and down as he had instructed. In less than two minutes, he stiffened, his cock began to pulsate and he blew his load all over her hand. He grabbed a towel from the back seat and handed it to Mary to clean her hand then used it to clean himself. She asked if she had done it right and he said "you did just fine".
The following weekend, they were back at the same area and while fingering her slit, he suddenly, before she could stop him, shoved his middle finger into her to its hilt. She felt a sharp pain as it broke through her hymen. The pain only lasted for a minute before what he was doing began to feel good again. She had never expected to lose her cherry this way and was angry that he had done this to her after she had asked him not to the week before. The next thing she knew he was sliding her panties down her legs and pulled them off.
He unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and pulled them and his briefs down to his knees. Then he pulled her butt across the seat so that she was lying on her back, crawled between her legs and began to rub the head of his cock up and down her wet gash. When he tried to push inside she stopped him again and asked if he had protection. He opened the glove box and pulled out a cylindrical package with three gold coin shaped objects inside. He opened it and took out one of the coin shaped objects, removed the gold foil wrapping and there was the first condom Mary had ever seen. He placed it on the end of his cock and rolled it down covering his entire penis with some left over. After moistening it with her juices he again began pressing himself against her opening. As she relaxed he slid inside. Three alternating insertions and extractions later he was fully planted inside her vagina. He pumped rapidly for only a couple of minutes before grunting like a pig, shooting his load and collapsing all his weight on top of her. He never brought Mary anywhere near an orgasm and apparently didn't care.
When his breathing returned to normal he gave her a quick kiss, pulled out, removed the condom, through it out the window, pulled up his pants and handed her panties to her. Still in shock over what had just happened, she put them on, re-hooked and adjusted her bra and straightened the rest of her cloths as he drove her home. When they got there, he reached across her, opened the door and gave her a peck on the cheek. He told her he had a great night and would call her. The sorry bastard didn't even walk her to her door. He never called and they never went out again.
What happened that night was nothing like what Mary had envisioned her first time would be. It certainly was not loving or tender and she decided to never allow a boy to touch her again.
Being very upset about her experience Mary needed to talk to someone about it. The only person she felt the least bit comfortable telling about that night was her lifelong friend and cousin, Bettie. Bettie listened patiently then lovingly held Mary in her arms and told her how sorry she was that her first time had been so horrible. She then confessed that her first time had been very similar but that her second boy friend had been entirely different making her realize that not all guys were ass holes. He had been so sweet, had taken his time, hadn't rushed her into anything and when she did decide she wanted to make love with him it had been a wonderful and loving encounter that she would always remember fondly.
Mary had a picture in her mind of how love making should be and after her talk with Bettie, she began to think that maybe she would give it another try some day but under her own terms and with the person of her choice.
There was a boy named Jimmy who she had swooned over since they first met in biology class their freshman year in high school. Jimmy was two months older than Mary and he was taller and bigger. He had been the number one pass receiver on their high school varsity football team and was in great shape. He stood six foot four inches tall and weighed about 195 pounds. He had thick wavy, coal black hair that never appeared to be out of place and dark olive skin. He was a straight "A" student whereas Mary struggled to maintain a "B" average. He was also extremely handsome but very shy around girls.