Virgins Miss the Wedding - Sex Stories

Virgins Miss the Wedding

Aly (Allison) and I attended grade school together when she lived just outside of our small town. We got to know one another and be friends when we rode the school bus every day. We were both small for our age and shy, and our friendship never developed further until we ran into each other one day the summer after we turned eighteen. As it happened, our parents had a mutual friend who was getting married and they left Aly and I to fend for ourselves at her house while they all attended the wedding. They advised us that the reception would be huge and they would be home late. They also hinted that if they all became too drunk that they might have to spend the night at a nearby motel. The thought of being alone with Aly aroused me because she had grown into a beautiful girl with long bright red hair and long legs that made me envy her jean shorts that encased them. She had small breasts but her sparkling smile made me feel good just to be with her. I had just experienced the typical growth spurt that teenage boys do, including overactive hormones. The prospect of being alone overnight with Aly made me cautiously anxious. My right hand had been my only sexual partner so far but I was hoping that Aly might expand my sexual horizons. We were very comfortable with each other and our conversation to this point was casual and focused around the wedding and reception. However, when we were in her kitchen, rummaging through the cupboards and refrigerator for meal possibilities she ...

... shocked me beyond belief. “So, Ben, are you still a virgin?” she asked very casually. I tried not to stammer but decided to be honest, realizing that my inexperience would be obvious if we had sex. “More or less,” I admitted, “I’ve not found a girl whom I like enough to have sex with.” “Same here,” she said, “of course masturbation helps but I’m just not ready for the real thing yet.” Somehow she could sense disappointment in my face and she suddenly gasped, “Oh my God! You didn’t think we would have sex, did you?” I hesitated too long and she guessed my answer. “I’m sorry, Ben, I haven’t been with guys enough to be comfortable with fucking yet. But we could play a little game of “show me yours and I’ll show you mine?” I had seen plenty of pictures of naked women in magazines and several different porn movies but had never been with a live naked girl. This seemed the perfect opportunity to experience at least that, and I agreed. “Come on; I’ve got an idea,” she said, taking me by the hand and leading me through the house. She took me to her parents’ bedroom upstairs and dropped to her knees by the side of the bed. She pulled out a cardboard box, giggling as she opened it. “I saw my Mom shove this box under the bed one and she seemed embarrassed so I know it has something to do with sex.” Indeed, inside the box were a black dildo with balls, a long slim metal vibrator that looked like a bullet, a strap on device, some anal beads, a butt plug, a large tube of lubricant, a ...