Summer of 79 Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Summer of 79 Chapter 1

... towel. “What’s that got to do with me?” I asked somewhat confused she was coming to me about this. I mean, yeah, we were friends and all but we weren’t that close. “Well, I have heard some of the other girls talking in the locker room and I thought maybe… maybe. Oh, just forget it” she said as tears started to roll down her cheeks. “Hey now, don’t start crying, tell me what’s wrong. He isn’t trying to force you into anything is he?” I asked becoming a bit more concerned. “No, he’s been really good. It’s just that I don’t know what to do and I thought maybe you could help me”. “Well you have to decide if you are ready for that or not, you know? What do you feel towards Rick and all that kind of stuff?” I said, trying to act/sound like a big brother and give her some good advice. “No, you don’t understand, “she said. “I don’t “know” what to do… and, and I’m afraid he’ll laugh at me.” She said starting to really cry now. “Oh, OH! Well you, umm, you know you just go with the “flow, just follow his lead, you should do fine.” I said “No, you don’t get it, I really have no clue as to what to do. I was thinking you could help me out. A lot of the older girls talk about you all the time…” I laughed and said “I’m sure they talk about Rick too.” “Not like they do about you though.” She said. “Wow, this is kind of awkward. Didn’t your mom have the “talk” with you yet?” I asked. “She said some things but they didn’t make much sense and I only had more questions and when I tried to ask her ...

... she just turned red and walked off.” Gail said. “I mean I know what a man and a woman are supposed to do but I don’t know what to do if you understand what I’m saying.” She explained. I wasn’t too good at speaking “girl”, especially not “blonde girl” but I thought I understood what she was trying to get at. “So you want me to tell you what it’s like, is that what you are asking?” “Yeah!” she said her eyes bighting I suddenly had a very evil thought come into my horny, 17 year old head, hmm… I thought looking at one of the hottest girls on the swim team, is she really that naïve or dose she really not know what to do? I mean, it should come naturally once she gets going. But I remembered, Gail was the kind of girl who liked to know how to do all the strokes perfectly right off the “blocks”. To use swim team jargon. “Well, I could tell you how to do “it” if that’s what you want but it’d be a whole lot easier to just show, or even teach you how.” I said with a smile. “You would, really?” I could hear the excitement in her voice now. “I’ll even pay you for the lessons if you want. How long do you think it would take for you to teach me? She asked. “How much do you think it would cost me before I got good?” “Hmm” I thought for a minute, oh man, this could turn out to be one sweet fucking summer! “That depends on what you already know, two, maybe three weeks I’d guess.” I said thinking fast and on my feet now. “Come over here and we can see what you already know right now.” I said ...