Nick Eastwood: Virgin lessons

Shari Stevens was totally absorbed in the movie when she felt her boyfriend's hand creeping up her leg.

"Mike, you stop that!" she hissed.

"Aw, can't I just touch you, Shari?" the young man sighed.

"Ssshhh!" Shari replied. "Don't talk during the movie!"

Mike took his hand off her leg and gave another loud sigh. Shari didn't feel a bit sorry for him. Some of their friends at school said Mike was pussy-whipped, but in Shari's opinion it was his own damned fault.

She'd told him right at the beginning, when they first started dating, that she was saving her virginity for marriage.

Mike knew the score, but he kept trying to get to her. The other kids teased him about that. It must have seemed pretty funny to them. Petite brunette Shari couldn't have fought off a big blond hunk like Mike, yet he never got to first base with her.

Well, let them laugh. Shari had her principles, and she meant to stick to them. She turned her attention back to the movie. It wasn't long before Mike started leaning against her, rubbing legs and shoulders. Shari seethed with annoyance.

"Mike," she whispered, "you're gonna have to stop that, or I'm walking out!"

He moved away. Shari snuck a glance at him and wondered, not for the first time, if she was crazy. He was such a cute guy, and he had a fantastic body. Mike was captain of the football team, and there were plenty of girls who'd have done anything to go out with him.

No, she decided, she wasn't nuts. Mike just wasn't the guy she wanted to give her cherry to. She ignored him for the rest of the movie. If he wasn't happy with the situation, he could always find another girlfriend.

"Want something to eat?" Mike asked as they left the theater.

"Sure," Shari said, "that'd be great."

They went for hamburgers, and then it was time for Mike to drive Shari home. After a few blocks, however, she realized that he wasn't heading for her house. The next thing she knew, they were out of town, heading for the lake, a very popular parking spot for the teenage crowd.

"Mike," she said, "what are you doing?"

"It's early yet," he said. "I'd like to sit and talk with you for awhile."

Shari didn't see any harm in that, but she was pretty sure he had more on his mind than talking. In the four months they'd been dating, Mike had tried every trick in the book to get into her pants. Well, let him try again. The results wouldn't be any different.

There were already plenty of cars parked around the lake, and it took Mike awhile to find a secluded place. Shari knew what all those other kids were doing. Her girlfriends always told her about their dates. She couldn't help feeling a little envious.

Her friends were kissing, petting, even fucking. They weren't holding back like she was. Sometimes Shari found it hard to be so different, but she was determined that when she fucked for the first time, it would be with the perfect guy. And Mike wasn't it.

Just as she'd feared, he made a grab for her the moment he parked the car. Shari turned her head, and he planted a big hot kiss on her ear. Here we go again, she thought wearily.

"Mike," she sighed, "you know I'm not gonna make out with you, so why don't we just quit seeing each other? I know you can find a girl who'll do whatever you want."

"But I want you, Shari!" he groaned. "Please, can't we just kiss a little? That wouldn't hurt anything."

Shari thought it over. It was almost June, graduation time, and then she was going off to college. She and Mike would never see each other again. Maybe it was time to reward him a little for his patience. She really did like him, and a few kisses wouldn't violate her beliefs.

"Okay," she said, "but I'm not going any farther than that."

"Terrific!" Mike said hoarsely.

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her on the mouth. He'd given her a few quick pecks before, and had gotten his face slapped for it, but this was their first real kiss. Shari couldn't help feeling curious. Would she like it?

She soon found out that she did. She liked it a lot. Mike's mouth was hot against hers, and she liked pressing against his hard male body. Then he started doing something really exciting. He darted his tongue stiffly against her lips.

In spite of her stern principles, Shari was a perfectly normal girl, and she couldn't help responding. Her lips opened automatically, and Mike slid his tongue into her mouth. He probed around, and she felt her virgin pussy getting hot and wet.

Mike was breathing very hard, and pretty soon Shari was, too. She was really surprised at her reaction. She'd thought she had perfect control of herself, but it was fading fast as Mike gave her that long steamy tongue-kiss.

Her pussy was swelling. It felt hot as fire.

Thick molten cream was leaking from her virgin cunt and soaking her panties. This had never happened to her with Mike before. Suddenly she wondered if she'd made a mistake in agreeing to kiss him.

She wrenched her face away from his and said breathlessly, "Mike, that's enough!"

"Oh, no, it isn't!" he groaned.

He kissed her again, and this time his big hot mouth seemed to fill her mouth. She found it both scary and exciting. If this was love-making, she could hardly wait to try more of it. But not with Mike. As much as she liked him, he wasn't the man of her dreams.

Still, she was curious, so she let him go on kissing her. She'd never had a real kiss before. She'd dated a few guys before Mike, but they were all nerds, good students but too bashful to come on to her. She never even held hands before she started dating Mike.

Mike, she knew, was no virgin. He'd been around. She was enjoying his experience now, because he was a really exciting kisser. Too bad he didn't let it go at that. But now his big hot hand closed over her tits, squeezing and molding the small high-riding tit-globes through her t-shirt.

"Mike, no!" Shari gasped.

"I'm just feeling," Mike panted. "That can't hurt anything."

Shari wondered about that. She was getting more turned on by the second. She wondered how long she could control herself. She found that she really loved having her tits squeezed.

Her tits were swelling in Mike's molding hands, and her small nipples went stiff with desire, poking into his palms. He must have noticed, because he gave a horny shudder and breathed harder than ever. Things were getting out of hand.

"Mike, that's enough!" Shari cried.

"Aw, come on, baby," he said. "After graduation we won't see each other again. Give me something, at least. You keep saying you don't wanta go all the way, and I respect that. But this isn't fucking.

It's just playing around."

He might be right. As long as they didn't go all the way, what harm would be done? Besides, Shari was very curious. She really wanted to know what love-making was like-up to a point. She decided to let him go a little farther.

"Well, all right," she said, "but you have to stop when I tell you to."

"Sure, sure," Mike panted.

He pushed her t-shirt up, exposing her lacy little bra. He reached around her and unhooked the bra without fumbling. He'd been around, all right. As he pushed up her bra, exposing her naked tits, Shari reddened.

Then she shivered and gasped as his hot hands closed over her sensitive naked tits. He started squeezing the silky globes, and that felt really nice. Shari slumped back against the seat and panted. Her tits felt like they were on fire, and they were throbbing hard as Mike massaged them.

"You like that?" he asked hoarsely. "Yes," Shari admitted, "but we're not going any farther. I mean it."

"Oh, right, sure," he said.

Now Shari was creaming through her jeans. She hadn't realized that sex would be so hard to resist. She'd always assumed that the only guy she'd want to fuck would be the man she wanted to marry, but it wasn't happening that way.