The Education of Diana (ch. 01) - Sex Stories

The Education of Diana (ch. 01)

... flushing. There was something about Tony that made her feel so naive and inexperienced. Then she realized, that was just the way she was. Naive. She looked into Tony's eyes. Tony was waiting expectantly. Her eyes crinkled. "I'll think about it. I'll be honest. I've never been to a place like that. I don't know. I suppose it's almost the same as being in gym class and taking showers together. Are there boys there? I would never do anything like that with guys around. I'd die. I'd just die." "I found this place. I know others have been there. You can see footprints sometimes. But all the times I went there it was just us. And I never went there with any boys. Just us girls. That's all." "Do you think your friends would want a stranger around? They don't seem to like newbies here in town." "Oh, don't worry about that. If you're my friend then you're their friend. We're going to be friends, aren't we? I kind of thought we were already, Diana. Besides, I think we might go there alone the first time or two." She paused and grinned. "When I make someone blush I also make 'em a friend." She laughed from her belly. "Well, I gotta go. I'll see you around. You come here everyday? I do. I'll be here. Don't mind me. I'm just this way girl. You're cool Diana. We're already friends. No sweat." Tony was up on her knees now as she leaned forward and took Diana's head in her hands. Then she quickly pressed her lips to Diana's. Jumping up she waved as she strode away in the sand. She was ...

... overdoing it a little, twisting her butt around. Looking over her shoulder at Diana, she laughed again and continued up the beach. Diana's face was scarlet again. She seemed have been blushing for most of the time that Tony had been with her. She put her fingers on her lips. She didn't wear lipstick yet, but Tony did. Her fingers had a trace of the pink color on them. And the odor of the fragrance the lipstick carried. She could smell it. Just as she had been smelling Tony's aroma too. It must have been a perfume. Anyway, it lingered in the warm air around her. She didn't feel like reading anymore. She was lost in her thoughts, watching the clouds coming together and parting above the sea. A breeze picked up and she felt the gentle touch of sea spray. She was hugging her knees together. Finally she looked at her cell phone to see what time it was. It was getting close to dinner time. She had forgotten to eat the lunch she brought with her. She was ravenous. Gathering up everything she noticed the only footprints around her blanket were hers and Tony's. The sea would come in and wash them away in the night. There would be no trace of either of them. She would have to return tomorrow and put more traces in the sand. Perhaps Tony's feet would be making footprints again, too. Diana walked slowly home. It had been a big day for her. She felt that. She knew it. She wanted to believe that. She wanted to feel this way again and again. Like she was floating, just a little, just a bit, off ...