Defloration & sex education in Olsztyn/PL st2 - Sex Stories

Defloration & sex education in Olsztyn/PL st2

... went to bed and was weeping until she fell asl**p. On the next day after school Irene went over to his house again and talked to him. How sorry she felt and how foolish she had been. Her boyfriend saw, that he had won and asked her to promise, that she would never again deny him anything. Irene promised and swore. She felt the life and happiness back in her body and clung to his arms. The sun had started shining again. Then her boyfriend said ‘Prove it!’. Irene wondered, what he meant to say, but she didn’t want another struggle. So she didn’t hesitate to follow him, when he took her by the hands and led her over to an old unused barn. There he told her ‘I want to make love to you. Now and here!’ If she hadn’t gotten through the hours of despair, she had surely left right that moment. But as she had come to the conclusion, that this was the duty of a woman, so she stayed. He pointed to an old stack of hay and said ‘lay down there!’ And Irene did as she was told. He watched her pretty figure for some moments and seeing that he was in absolute command, doubled his joy. He decided, to push it one step up and said: ‘Open your skirt!’ Irene was full of mixed emotions. She had never opened her clothes herself for him, it had always been a playful giving and taking. And she blushed at the thought of doing such a nasty thing. But one thought was above it all: She didn’t want to loose his love or make him mad again. So she hesitatingly started to nestle with the buttons of her ...

... skirt and finally her tiny tits were on display for her boyfriend. At that time her titties still were so small that there was no need to wear a bra. A handful of her own small hands at that time, half a handful of a grownup male's hand. She felt a bit humiliated but on the other hand there was something tingling in the situation and her nipples got stiff. Recognizing this unwanted reaction, she blushed even more. Irene wondered, why he didn’t come to her and hug her, but she didn’t want to make him angry again and kept silent. The boy enjoyed the view and the power that he had on her. He just wanted to jump over and hug her, but he followed his plan and pushed another step up. ‘Pull up your skirt!’ he demanded. Irene was shocked. She couldn’t do that. This would be so disgusting. That was nothing, any girl or woman could do. The boy saw, that she wasn’t following his command. ‘Pull up your skirt now!’ he demanded again. But still no reaction from Irene. She had her eyes closed and was fighting with her own feelings. The boy turned around, made a step to the door and said ‘I’m leaving you’ This woke Irene up from her stupor. ‘No! Wait!’ she said and was nearly crying. The boy turned to her again and could watch her slowly reaching for the hem of her skirt and then pulling it up until the lower part of her pants was visible. ‘All the way!’ the boy demanded. Irene hesitated once more, but then she pulled it up all the way. She was wearing simple white cotton pants in plain girl’s ...