Mary Lou

The Lavens family owned the farm just to the north of our property in rural Illinois for as long as I can remember. I went to school with the daughter, Mary Lou. She was three years older and three years ahead of me in school. We were always good friends and talked often as we rode the bus to school each day. It was the spring of my freshman year in high school when Mary Lou, then a senior, asked me to take her to the high school, junior/senior prom. I accepted her invitation immediately not fully understanding the logistics of taking a girl to a prom. I had no driverÆs license, so I could not drive. I had to borrow an ill-fitting tuxedo from uncle Tag who played in a local band. I died a pair of brown shoes black to match the formal wear. I borrowed money from my father for the corsage, evening meal, prom tickets and post-prom breakfast. In addition, all the while, my mother was complaining that I was too young to be going out like this, and with a girl so old. ôIt just is not right,ö she said repeatedly.

Mary Lou was a beautiful seventeen-year-old girl, well proportioned, and 5 feet 10 inches tall. As we used to say back down on the farm, ôshe was built like a brick s___-house.ö She was very muscular and trim from years of farm chores an only child had to undertake. I was fairly big for a boy my age, a little over 6 feet tall and weighing 180 pounds. Mary LouÆs parents were very strict with her social activities and did not permit her to date before this time. It was only because Old Man Lavens knew our family well that he permitted Mary Lou to go to the prom with me. The day of the prom came and the date was on.

Mary Lou drove. She pulled up in our barnyard in a new, pink Cadillac convertible û top down. She honked the horn and I came running out followed by mom and dad carrying a camera. Dad immediately took a picture of the Cadillac. This car was from nowhere around our part of Illinois. Most people we knew did not have the wherewithal to drive a Cadillac. We came from the Chevrolet and pick-up truck sort of people. Mary LouÆs uncle had driven it down from Chicago just for her to use on her prom night. We exchanged flowers, took pictures, and drove off to the prom. I felt very grown-up as we made our way to the prom.

Mary Lou and I got along great at the prom. Neither one of us knew how to dance. Understanding each otherÆs shortcomings, we decided to try dancing, but just on the slow numbers. We took the proper dance position and just sort of shuffled our feet around as we felt they should go. I actually was leading most of the time. Mary Lou and I started to dance closer and closer. She smelled great. I saw her breasts holding themselves up all by themselves while wrapped in a revealing strapless evening gown. I could feel her body pressing tightly against mine. Then it happened! Damn, I did not want it to happen. It was so embarrassing, but I had no control over it. My dick went to full erection — a raging hard-on. I mean it was one of those woodies that was so hard it buzzed. I tried to hold Mary Lou away from me so she could not feel it. As the dance continued, she reached down around my waist and pulled me back to her. My hard-on poked her right in the stomach. I could not help it. Mary Lou looked up into my eyes, her mouth open in awe, and gave me the prettiest knowing smile. Then she increased the intensity of the hug. We moved to the music. I had to keep my mind on other things or I would have certainly messed-up uncle TagÆs tuxedo. When we left the dance floor to return to the table, I followed her very closely so that others could not see my aroused condition. Several times, I ôbumpedö her in the back as we walked. She looked over her shoulder and smiled a coy, knowing smile. Hell, we were both farm kids raised with farm animals doing what farm animals do. We both knew the score from that standpoint.

The prom ended at 1:00 AM. We went to the local diner for the post-prom breakfast. I caught Mary Lou looking at my lap several times to see if I was still in control. We talked with friends for an hour, ate our farmer-style country breakfast, and then headed for home. When we turned into our farm lane, Mary Lou turned off the car lights excusing her actions by saying she did not want to wake up my parents. She drove through the farmyard and pulled behind the corncrib concealing us from view of the house and the cars passing on the nearby county road. She shut off the engine and turned down the music on the radio. She scooted over to my side of the car, and said to me, ôYouÆre my first date, Jim. I have had a wonderful time, and I hope you did tooà. ö After that prolog, we kissed. It was a soft, closed-lips, tender kiss that inexperienced teenagers dare offer. We kissed again, this time a little longer.

On man, it happened again. Hello, Woodie! I kissed her neck, then lowered my affections to the top of her lovely breasts. She sighed and hugged my head, pressing my nose and lips hard against her breast. I said to her, ôI want to kiss those (her breasts) all over.ö She turned her back to me and said, ôUnzip my gown a little.ö I complied readily. Then she said, ôUnfasten by bra.ö After fumbling around with those bras thingies, I finally figured how they worked; and unfastened all four hooks. She reached down the front of her dress, pulled out the bra and tossed it into the back seat, saying, and ôOh, it feels so good to get that off. It was starting to hurt me.ö With the back of her dress still unzipped, she easily folded the front of her dress down revealing her two perfectly formed delicious globes illuminated by the summer moonlight. I stared. ôWell?ö she asked.

I wasnÆt sure what to do. I knew wanted to check out those beauties, feel them all over, kiss them, and even suck on the nipples. However, I also wanted her to enjoy what I was doing, to arouse her, and to get her excited. I started by lightly touching them all over. ôThey wonÆt break you know,ö she said. Therefore, I squeezed harder, and in doing so, I inadvertently brushed my hand over her nipple. ôOhhh!ö she sighed. That sigh directed my next activities. I went directly to her nipples touching them lightly, and as I did, they became visibly larger and harder. I kissed them and sucked on them alternating from one to the other and back again. Mary Lou sighs intensified. She grabbed my hand and put it on the nipple that I was not sucking. She covered my hand with hers and leading my fingers with hers, squeezed and rolled her nipple. ôGot it,ö I thought to my self. I continued to suck and roll her nipples in response to the sigh and moans she uttered. Without warning, she used a hand to rub by erect dick that was still in my pants. She stiffened her body, looked at me, closed her eyes, gave out a long descending sigh, and then went limp.

When she opened her eyes, she kissed me and said, ôI did it.ö ôYou did what?ö I asked. ôI had an orgasm à you know down here (pointing to her groin). It felt wonderful. I have never felt anything quite so nice. Thank you.ö Well, I did not know that girls had orgasms. I knew boys could, but not girls. She said, ôLet me do something for you.ö I was not sure that she meant by that so I did not answer her. She reached with both hands to unbutton and unzip my fly. She reached into the top of my jockey shorts and grabbed my penis. With her other hand she went lower and engulfed my balls with her fingers. She tried to stroke both my penis and balls, but the jockey shorts hampered her movement. She said, ôLift up, and IÆll slide your pants down so I can touch you better.ö I raised my butt off the car seat and she peeled my trousers down all the way to the car floor. She regained her hold on me. Then she looked down at my erect penis and said, ôYour æthingÆ looks different; how come?ö I answered, ôWhat do you mean?ö She said, ôI have seen a several penises of baby boys and one manÆs penis, my dadÆs, and they did not look like yours. How come?ö Then it dawned on me what she was talking about and I answered, ôI think it is because I am not circumcised as many men are. A foreskin covers my penis that many men do not have. Just push the skin back like this (I directed her hand motion) and it will pop over the penis head.ö She pushed and there was a little æpopÆ as the foreskin skipped behind the glans. Her eyes opened wide and she blurted, ôOh, there it is!ö We both broke into a hearty laugh at her exclamation.

She resumed her grasp of my penis and balls. When she touched the glans of my penis she said, ôWow, youÆre all wet. Did you do it already?ö I said, ôNo, but it may not be long nowà.ö She laughed, lowered her head and kissed the head of my penis. It felt like an electric shock hit me. With her right hand she was caressing my testicles intermittently scratching them every so lightly with her fingernails. With her left hand, she held my penis tightly, stroking it with a very slow up and down motion. My balls were starting to boil and I knew the climax would be soon. She lowered her head again. This time she took the head of my penis into her mouth, her lips slipping just over the glans of my penis. She did not move her head at all. She continued to caress my balls stoke my penis with a slow, steady stroke. It was the greatest feeling I had ever had. The crescendo of her ministrations was bringing me to a pinnacle rapidly. ôMary Lou! Here it comes,ö I said. She kept the head of my penis in her mouth and increased the stroke of the hand on my penis. I felt the first stream of semen go. It shot right into her mouth. She increased the stroke. The second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth ejaculations followed into her warm, receptive mouth. She held her position until I lay motionless. Later, she raised her head, using her pursed lips to clean the semen from the head of my penis. As she looked at me she wiped off the semen that had seeped out of her mouth with her first finger and thumb. ôIt was salty,ö she observed. I remarked, ôI didnÆt know that. I never tasted it beforeà.ö With that, she shoved the two fingers with my semen on them into my mouth. ôNow, what do you think?ö she asked. ôSalty!ö I answered. We had another hearty laugh.

ôMary Lou, what did you do with the rest of it?ö ôI swallowed it,ö she responded. ôAll of it?ö ôYes, all of it à and there was a lot of it, believe me. I didnÆt want you to mess up your good clothes. You didnÆt mind did you?ö she queried. ôNot at all.ö I replied, letting my tongue hang out and to the side of my mouth. She got the message. We sat relaxed in the front seat of the car and reminisced about what had just transpired. There we sat Mary Lou with her bra in the back seat and her prom dress pulled down to her waist, and me with my pants and shorts pulled down to the car floor. What a sight we must have been. Afterward, Mary Lou leaned over to me, kissed me long and lovingly, and said, öI want you inside me.ö I was more than willing but not exactly able. I said, ôMary Lou, you took all the starch out of my penis. I think you may have killed the damn thing.ö ôThen play with me a little,ö she said. With that, she hiked up her prom dress and removed her panties. We both noticed the crotch of the panties was soaked completely. She twirled them and laughingly flipped them over her shoulder to join the bra in the back seat.

I was not sure what Mary Lou expected of me next so I asked her. ôMary Lou, I have never touched a girl before tonight. I am not sure what you want me to do or how to do it. YouÆre going to have to help me out here.ö She took my hand in hers and slipped them underneath her dress. She opened her legs very wide and led my hand to the nether land. She took my first two fingers in her hand and rubbed her vulva up and down with my fingertips. She was already wet, very wet. During the up and down my fingers slowly sank in her labia. She pushed my fingers into her vagina up to the second knuckles, then slowly removed them and led them up to and around her clitoris. All the while, she was very careful that I not touch her clitoris. We repeated the cycle from vagina to clitoris repeatedly. Her breathing rate increased and she kissed me harder and harder. She spoke, ôIÆm going to do it again very soon.ö She reached one hand to grab my penis, and to no oneÆs surprise, it was hard. Again she said to me, ôI want you inside of me, Jim. Please.ö I fumbled around trying to think of how the best way to maneuver in the front seat of the car when Mary Lou took the initiative. ôJust sit still,ö She got up on her knees on the car seat facing me, lifted her dress up a high as she could and threw her left leg over my lap and straddled me. ôLet me do this. ItÆs easier,ö she piped. She grabbed my penis, pressed it into her vagina, and slowly lowered herself taking me all the way. ôOhhhhh,ö she wailed, IÆm going to do it now.ö She pushed herself down hard against my loins, threw her head back and rocked back and forth violently on my erect penis buried deep within her vagina. ôThatÆs it! Like that! Oh, donÆt stop. AAAAAHHH! OHHHHH. She crumpled on my chest, as limp as a dishrag with my roaring hard-on buried deep within her û just waiting.

ôAre you, OK, Mary Lou?ö I asked. ôOh yes, I am great. It was twice as good as the first time.ö With that, she started to move again, slowly raising her hips until only the head of my penis was still within her, then lowering herself to engorge my entire penis while rocking to and fro to rub her clitoris on the top of my penis. ôNow, letÆs see what I can do for you. I want you to do it in me, Jim. I want to feel you shoot your stuff into me. I want that. DonÆt be afraid of making me pregnant. I finished my period last Thursday so I am sure itÆs OK for you to do it in me. DonÆt hold back, OK? Oh, IÆm starting to get close again.ö I questioned, ôMary Lou, are you going to talk or fuck?ö We both laughed and the fucking began in earnest. We moved in synchronization our bodies pulling apart then clashing together repeatedly. The sounds of my thighs slapping her buttocks, the squishing as my penis went in and out of her vagina, the moans of pleasure that blurted from our lips, it was absolutely fantastic. We came to a roaring climax with Mary Lou shouting, ôGive it to me. Give it to me. IÆm there. NOW!ö Her exclamation brought me right over the top. ôIÆm there too, Mary Lou.ö And with that I ejaculated over and over and over again into her warm and welcoming vagina.

We stayed in the same position. She was still straddling me and my penis was still inside her. We hugged, kissed, and just lay still and quiet enjoying the afterglow of our first time. My penis shrank and slipped out of her vagina, followed by a copious flow of our body fluids onto the car seat. Dawn was approaching so we dressed, arranged ourselves, mopped up the car seat and drove from behind the corncrib to the farm lane where she stopped the car. I jumped out ran around the car, leaned in and kissed her. ôSee yaÆ on the bus, Monday, I said. ôSee yaÆ,ö she replied and off she drove.

EPILOG

Mary Lou and I saw each other again, but there was only one ôfirst timeö I often recall it in my mind with fond memories.

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