Cindy Brown grew up as a very happy and normal girl after a rough start in life, when she was 3, her father left home, never to be seen or heard from again. Her mother had to go to work, she went from being a filing clerk, to a top salesperson for an electronics company. She traveled around the United States and loved what she did. They lived in a small suburban town, 45 minutes north of Chicago. Cindy was a very good student, not straight A, but pretty darn close. She was also heavily in the theater and drama clubs, always getting the leading roles in musicals and plays. Cindy and her mother were very close and had a great, almost sisterly relationship; it was just the two of them against the world. Cindy was also a very good-looking girl, not tall in stature, but she was lean, with a nice figure, shoulder length brown hair, nice perky breasts, and a cute little bottom.
Cindy was not a prude, she had made out with guys before, and one guy even fondled her breasts. She wanted to try to save her virginity until she got married, but knew that might be difficult because her hormones had started going a million miles an hour, and some of her friends were starting to have sex. There was a lot of pressure on Cindy, guys were always trying to get in her pants, but Cindy wasn't the type to let pressure get to her, or let anyone make her do something that she felt she wasn't ready for.
Life was great for Cindy; she loved high school, had a lot of friends, and could go out with any guy in school. One day, her mother started dating a police officer, his name was Jim, he was 45 years old, 10 years older than her mother was. He seemed like a good guy at first, but had an evil look about him. Cindy could feel his eyes checking out her young form every time he was around, and she couldn't understand why. Her mother, Sharon, was a fox; she took great care of her body and looked like she was in her 20's. Cindy's father was an alcoholic, he used to beat her mother both verbally and physically, Sharon's father was the same way, a mean nasty drunk, who died young, years before Cindy was born. Growing up, Sharon never had confidence in herself, always being berated by her father, and always dating the same kind of guy. Things had changed with her success at work, she was confidant and was making pretty good money, but she was also lonely, rarely going out on dates, and hadn't had sex in years. A friend of Sharon's who was also dating a cop, set her up with Jim, and they hit it off right from the start.
Cindy was glad that her mom was dating again, but she also noticed that her mom was drinking more than usual, and they rarely spent quality time together anymore. Cindy was very shocked when Sharon and Jim went on a long weekend to Vegas and came back as husband and wife, they had only been dating for 6 months, and marriage wasn't even discussed. Cindy got along with Jim, but wasn't ready for her life to be interrupted this way. Jim put his condo up for sale and moved right in, taking over the place like it was his, if she wanted to watch television, she had to watch it in her room, because Jim monopolized the TV, watching sports and porn movies. Sharon and Jim always drank a lot at dinner, and when he was drunk, Jim swore a lot and seemed like a different person, yelling at Cindy and Sharon. Cindy started keeping herself busy at school, joining as many clubs and performing in any kind of small theater group she could find, she was a natural actress and had a wonderful singing voice, she would do anything to be away from her once peaceful home.
Cindy came home late one night after rehearsal for Oklahoma, as usual, she had the female lead. Jim was yelling at Sharon and Cindy thought she could hear him striking her, Cindy was scared, but went and knocked on her mother's bedroom door, asking if everything was ok. Jim opened the door and Cindy could see her mother crying, and could smell the alcohol on Jim's breath. "What the fuck do you want?" He said, his voice slurring. "I heard some noises from your room, I just want to make sure that mom is ok," Cindy said meekly. Jim gave Cindy a backhand to her cheek, telling her to mind her own fucking business, and slammed the door in her face. Cindy went back to her room crying, scared at what her mother had done to their once happy and carefree lives. Cindy stayed as far away from Jim as possible, she rarely had any chance to talk with her mother, but could see that she was miserable, they both drank a lot at dinner every night, it was the same routine. Cindy would eat dinner quickly, go to her room to study, and would turn up the music loud to get away from the constant bickering that would occur.
Cindy's mother had a business trip planned for a whole week, this would be the first time that Jim and Cindy would be alone for any period of time, and Cindy was really scared. The first couple of days went without any incidents, Cindy would go to school, and then would go to rehearsal for the musical, staying as late as possible. She would then go out and grab a quick bite to eat and hit the health club afterwards. She had her own car, so getting around town was not a problem. By the time she got home, Jim was usually asleep on the couch with the TV blaring and a bottle of whiskey in his hand or nearby, she would quietly go to her room, lock her door, and go to bed. This went on from Monday to Thursday, school, the play, dinner and the health club, then straight to bed.
It was Friday night, after rehearsal, Cindy and her friends from the cast went over to one of the group's house, Gina's parents were out of town, so she decided to have a little party. Cindy was not much of a drinker, but when handed a beer, she sipped at it for a while. One of the guys decided that a drinking game was needed, so the group, there were 5 boys and 5 girls, played quarters, a game where you bounce a quarter onto a table, trying to get it to bounce into a glass filled with beer. If you got the quarter in the glass, you could either drink the shot yourself, or pick someone else to drink it. After about an hour, everyone was feeling no pain, Cindy was drunk for the first time, and since she lived so close, would not need to drive home, she would leave her car at Gina's and pick it up in the morning.
The guys and girls started pairing off, Cindy ended up with Steven, a good looking guy, he was a couple inches taller than she was, with short blond hair, he was the lead in the play, so they had gotten to know each other pretty well. Cindy thought he was a pretty nice guy, and was even a little bit interested in him, hoping he might ask her out sometime. Someone put on some music and dimmed the lights as Cindy and Steven were sitting on the couch talking about the play, she was really nervous, and hoped Steven wouldn't be too aggressive her, it had been a long time since she had been with a boy. He placed his arm around her, and she placed her head on his shoulder as they continued chatting. He leaned over, smelling the light scent of her perfume, and gave her a soft kiss on the lips, she returned the kiss, and when she felt his mouth open slightly, opened hers as their tongues met halfway, lightly touching each other. They kissed like that for a while, Steven was going very slow and was very gentle, sliding his tongue into her mouth, investigating it with his tongue. He cupped her breast lightly over her shirt, it felt so good, and she made no movement to try and stop him, which gave him the confidence to try for more. He slid his hand under her shirt, and then under her bra fondling her breasts, rolling her pointy nipples with his fingers, her breathing speeding up rapidly, eyes closed enjoying his touch.
She was really loose, very buzzed and felt comfortable with him, hoping he wouldn't go much farther, but knowing she felt so good, that she might not try to stop him. While playing with her breasts, she felt his other hand moving up her thigh, rubbing her crotch, it felt so good, she wanted him and yet didn't want him to stop. She felt his hand unbutton, and then unzip her pants, this was going to be new territory for Cindy, no one but herself had ever touched her vagina. She wanted him to stop, grabbing his hand, trying to pull it away, but part of her was curious, so she let his hand slide down her pants. She almost jumped off of the couch when his fingers touched her pussy, it felt so good, there was no way she wanted him to stop, so she placed her head back on the couch and closed her eyes again, letting Steven have his way with her. He slid one finger into her pussy, and started to slowly slide it in and out of her, it felt so good, and when he touched her clit, she moaned out loud, "ohhhhhhhh, yes Steven, it feels so good, please touch me there again." Steven continued rubbing her clit with the tip of his fingers in a circular motion, she was really wet, and while she played with herself from time to time, it never felt this good. Steven grabbed her hand and led it to his crotch, she felt his cock through his pants, it was really hard, and he moaned when she fondled it. He pulled his hand from her pants, and unzipped his pants, lowering them; she had never seen a cock in person, only on her stepfather's porno's, it was standing straight up. Steven took her hand and placed it on his cock, it wasn't as big as the cocks she had seen on the porno's, she couldn't believe men could walk with cocks that big, and wondered how they could fit into women's pussies. She grabbed his cock and started stroking it up and down, drawing more moans from Steven, it felt good bringing him pleasure like this, and felt natural in her hands. He put his hands on the back of her head, pushing her closer to his cock, he wanted her to suck it, but she just couldn't do that.
Cindy said, "I'm just not ready for this, I will stroke it for you, but I can't lick it." He replied, "That's ok Cindy, I understand, please keep stroking it for me, we will go slow, I promise." Cindy was glad that he didn't try to make her go any further, and she continued stroking his cock, trying different grips and speeds, listening for his moans and movements of his body when she tried different things. She had a tight grip and was stroking him hard with fast up and down motions, his breathing had quickened, and he started moaning, "I'm cumming, yesssss," as white goo started spurting all over the place, on her hands, both of their clothes, everywhere. She took her finger, and licked the cum that was on it, it didn't taste that bad, so she tried some more thinking to herself, maybe I will suck his dick next time. They got cleaned up and kissed some more, both deciding to call it a night, he went looking for his ride, and she started walking home, praying that that asshole Jim would be sleeping off his latest drinking binge.