I attended a small Catholic school in a small north-eastern coastal state. In the fall and spring our school had dances. These dance were supposed to help us develope important social skills that would be essental later in live. These dance were always semi-form, for the fall dance each young lady was required to have two male escorts, in the spring each young man was required to have two female escorts (The Nunns and Brothers felt this would help everyone get past the fear of rejection). I was small for my age (but still somewhat popular) I was the guy that girls like to talk to and felt confortable around. I had a good friend named Joseph that every girl like though. He was taller than most boys, brown hair, green eyes, very atheletic, and smart. His only fault was, he actually lacked confidence around girls.
The fall dance went well, but the spring dance would take me to a place I’d never dreamed existed. My Father had arranged for me to take the daughter of one of his business associates, her name Beverly, Bev was cute, polite, and I knew her, but I wasn’t interested in her. The other girl which accompanied me was Margaret. The Dance progressed nicely. My friend Joe passed on asking the best looking girl at our school, her name is Karen, Karen was heart broken, she was so mad that she asked me to dance with her several times, I told Joey that Karen wanted to dance with him, but he said he had to watch after his escorts. I told Karen that Joey said he couldn’t, she started to cry, she walked out of the dance and ran down the hall. My two escorts had since become irritated with me and began mixing with their friend’s. I went after Karen.
I tried to explain to her that Joey was just alittle unsure of himself around her, that he really liked her. She just continued to cry, I gave her my hanky. She said that I was so nice and thoughtful, then she smiled….
Karen was a year older than me, and developed way beyond what any 13 y/o girl should be. Karen reached out to hug me, which I loved, then she kissed me ( the first time in my life that a woman’s tongue had entered my mouth), I kissed her hard and deeply. She complimented me technique and passion. She then asked if I had ever been with a girl, I wanted to lie and say yes (male ego at risk), but I said know, she smiled again, and asked if I liked her, all I could do was nod. She took my hand and I followed. She lead me upstairs to a seldom used floor lounge, once in the lounge we began to kiss again, She took my hands and placed them on her breast (so firm, but soft at the same time) I can hear the ruffling of the taffeta everytime the wind blows through the trees. Her hand’s were grabbing my ass and she was really kissing my deep and wet. I brought one hand down to her ass ( I was in heaven) Her pelvis began to grind into my hips, I reciprocated her movement. I decided to try to get my hand up under her dress, she stopped for just a nano , smiled at me, stepped back and pulled down her panty’s. I almost fainted. Karen was obviously way more experienced than I was, I was numb.
She asked if I had ever seen a girl’s privates before, I said yes, but not like this. She smiled, took my hand and placed it on the gentle down of her beautiful pussy. My hand was trembling, but the heat and to my surprise wetness felt so good. I was having an out of body experience, this was too good to be true, I was with the best looking girl in our school, kissing her, feeling her up, my hand trembling against her hot, wet pussy. Death was emminate.
Karen lead us to a sofa, she completely removed her panty’s now, he asked if I really wanted her, I nodded, she said tell me you’ll love me forever, I complied, I walk told her, the aroma coming from between her legs was so heady. My first instinct was to place my face near her love hole. Her hands reached up and gently pushed my face into her slight bush. I pulled back, Karen told me to kiss it, I did, I kissed her pussy again and again. She was moaning, she had pulled down the top of her dress and was squeezing her nipples, she then told me to lick it here, lick it here, I did, The taste was really strong, and her juices abit thick. Her pelvis was really starting to rock, her moaning getting louder.
Just then the door opened, Sister Mary Catherine, was standing there with a look of pure horror on her face. Karen jumped up and covered herself.
Karen dressed quickly….
Sister Mary Catherine asked if we had intercourse, we both said no, she lectured (screamed at us actually) us for about 15 minutes, made us promise to never be alone with each other ever again, then she first sent Karen to clean up, then me. Karen and I both returned to the dance freightened that the Sister might tell someone.
Nothing ever happened to us as a result of that night. Karen and were never to get together again. Years have passed by, Sister Mary C. is nolonger a Nun, she left her order to marry a former Brother, it seems that Mary C. was going to the floor lounge for a trist with a priest herself, : ) Thanks for cutting us a break Mary C., thanks alot.
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