Scholarship Essay: "The day I came of age." (CAW Entry.) - Sex Stories

Scholarship Essay: "The day I came of age." (CAW Entry.)

... believe my own line. She was magnificent, I started to get wood, that was a surprise. I tried for the bra, and yet more luck, beginners or otherwise, it came undone without a struggle. I got the bra and top off, she was naked to the waist. Jugs! My second pair in one day. Hers were a bit bigger than Diane's and perfectly shaped to fit in my hand. They were perfect. This was like, the best birthday ever. Before Jasmine could gather her thoughts and object, I tried what Diane taught me. I licked and sucked on them. Jasmine liked that, she moaned, then moaned a lot more. I lay her back on the bed, I continued on with the jugs, alternating between kissing them and kissing her lips. She was obviously getting totally worked up. She was confused, but hadn't managed to gather her thoughts yet, she was turned on. I kissed her yet again, "Why don't I like, kiss you goodnight and put you to bed." She sighed, I'm not sure what that was for, whether she thought it a good or bad thing I was going to leave her alone. I didn't say where I was going to kiss her though. I flipped her skirt up out of the way, not nearly as easily as Diane's abbreviated skirt, and yanked her panties down. "What …" She didn't get to finish that thought, I dived onto her box and licked. She was totally turned on, lots of lubrication, wet, her labia were full and open and her clitoris was poking out distended. I recognized the signs from dad's book. She went mad with the moans and writhing, when I went for the ...

... clit she exploded almost as strongly as Diane had. Thank God (if there is one) her parents weren't home. I quickly finished undressing her, skirt and panties and put all her clothes in a neat pile on her chair, then held her as she came to her senses. A flicker of sense showed itself, I said, "I should be going." I got up and tucked her in and kissed her on the forehead. "Love is patient, love is kind, love is not self seeking." I should totally have had my fingers crossed using that line. Then I left. Yup, tonight she came. When I got home Mom and Dad were back home, I stopped off in the bathroom to wash my face. I’m sure I smelled of sex. I didn’t spend long with them and the happy birthdays, I had to get to bed, it was school the next day. I left the rat's nest undebugged, still no messages. I slept well that night. It was a good day the day I came of age. *** That’s not the essay I submitted, fuck no, though I was tempted. I wrote that just for practice. I just came across it as I was clearing out some old WordStar disks I found in my old bedroom. My folks are moving to Phoenix now. I've edited it so I don't sound quite so clueless and I took out the footnotes, just distracting. That essay did bring out a lot of good stuff though. I was accepted by Stanford and their financial aid was better than expected, but it was still expensive. Inspired by Diane’s offer, I filled the gap with these scholarships. Who knew there were people out there who’d give you money for just writing ...