Even though this story is basically true, I have embellished it with fiction to make it more enjoyable. The truth is though I thoroughly enjoy the recalling these early sexual experiences because they provide me with wonderful fantasies. I hope you enjoy them too.
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It was mid January 1987, and I'd just celebrated my eighteenth birthday. Three of my mates and I decided to holiday together so we drove from our home in Sydney to Coolangatta on Queensland's Gold Coast. We stayed at a guest house called Stella Maris which was right opposite the beach and in between two really good pubs, so there was no shortage of things to do. Like most red blooded young males, most of our time would be spent surfing, drinking and searching for female company.
On our third night we had a big drink and I decided to sleep-in the following morning. On waking I put my board shorts on and headed for the beach to look for my mates. It was a beautiful day and as I was wandering around searching for the boys I noticed a woman sitting to my right and she seemed to be calling me. I had no idea what she wanted so I walked over and said, "Hi, are you waving to me?"
The woman said, "Are you looking for your friends from the guesthouse?"
I said, "Yes, have you seen them?"
"No, that's why I called you, I don't think they're down here, I haven't seen them today."
I guessed she was in her mid to late thirties with long black hair and was wearing a cheeky little yellow bikini that really showed off her tan. She was a very attractive lady and was accompanied by two younger girls whom I guessed were around fifteen or sixteen.
"I have no idea where my mates might have gone," I said, "I might just hang around for a while and wait."
"You can wait here with us if you like." She said.
"Thanks." I said as I spread my towel out and sat down.
"My name's Kathy and this is my daughter Megan and her friend Tracey."
"Nice to meet you, my name's Tony."
After about fifteen minutes in the sun I decided to have a swim and headed for the water. The water was beautiful and I guess I surfed for a half an hour or so. When I got back to my gear Kathy was by herself. I picked up my towel and dried myself off and I said, "Don't take this the wrong way but where I can see where Megan gets her good looks."
She said, "Thanks, I do work at it and go to the gym four of five times per week."
She started to chat about herself and told me she was thirty-nine and from Brisbane. She was chaperoning her sixteen year old and her friend because she felt they were a too young and inexperienced to let them loose in the male jungle yet. "I remember how naive I was at that age."
"Yes," I said, "it is a sort of jungle I guess."
She told me how amusing it was to watch the boys chasing after the girls. "I went through the same thing as a teenager," she said, "with them trying every trick in the book to get them into bed. That's why I'm here as a chaperone."
I was a little shocked she said that and replied, "Well, surely that's all part of growing up isn't it."
"Well, I guess it is, but life is wasted on the young to some extent."
"How so?" I asked.
"If I'd known at your age, the things I know now... growing up would have been... let's say... a lot more pleasurable."
"What sort of things?"
"Use your imagination Tony."
"Are you talking about sex?"
"You guessed it."
"Yeah, I know what you mean." I said.
We sat in silence for a moment before Kathy said, "It's my experience that boys in particular, have no idea how to look after a girls needs."
"Surely that comes with experience." I said continuing to be surprised at the nature of the conversation.
"Maybe it does," She said, "but how much better it would be if there was some type of instruction for teenage boys. It's definitely not the sort of thing your mother will teach you."
I laughed and said, "No way!"
Kathy giggled and said, "I'm busy with the girls today but why don't you join me for breakfast tomorrow in the dining room around nine. We can continue the conversation then."
I was shocked but said, "Sure Kathy, I'd like that."
With that she picked up her things and left. I couldn't help wondering why she wanted to have breakfast with me. It did cross my mind she might be making a pass at me but I dismissed it thinking she was old enough to be my mother.
The next morning I arrived at the dining room just after nine and Kathy was sitting on her own near the front window. I made my way past the now mostly empty tables and sat down opposite her. We exchanged pleasantries before I went to get myself a glass of fruit juice.
"Where are the girls?" I asked.
"They're on a day cruise to Stradbroke Island and won't be back till later this afternoon," she said, "they do need a bit of independence at their age."
We chatted while she finished her coffee. When she'd finished I said, "I can't help wondering why you wanted me to join you this morning."
She laughed out loud and said, "You're a very good looking young man and I love being in the company of handsome men. Besides we didn't finish our little talk."
"I don't understand." I said.
"We were talking about young men and their lack of understanding of a womens needs. I'm sure it works both ways but in my experience men can be satisfied easily but a girl needs a lot more attention."
"So where are we supposed to get that information?" I asked.
Kathy stood and said, "Come with me."
My heart was racing as she led me up the stairs and down the hallway to her room. She opened the door and I followed her in. The room was much larger than mine, overlooking the beach. There was a lounge, a television and a double bed with a separate bathroom.