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As I said  in my first note, this is the first of my Ellen and
Suzi stories. The codes is M/F Rom first. If this works, I'll try
to send the other stories, and I'll try to figure out why Yahoo
is garbling everything. Don


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	Ellen wasn't proud that she was still a virgin at age 26 or  that
she never had a serious boy-friend,  but she wasn't ashamed of it
either.  Her sexual status was not due to lack of opportunity, or
to her religious upbringing.  Rather in part it was due to simple
fear of the emotional and physical pain that sex would entail. 
This was a consequence of a few clumsy seduction attempts in high
school and few attempted date rapes while in college.

	However, her sexual experience was largely the result of having
a sister like Suzi.  Although Ellen was pretty, Suzi was
gorgeous.  Suzi had  large firm  breasts, a round ass, deep brown
eyes.  She could easily be a Playmate of the Month,  and often
was somebody's Playmate.  Suzi was fully aware of her  affect on
men, of the pleasure she could give them, of the pleasure they
could give her, and the power that this conferred.  And she never
lost an opportunity to remind Ellen of her sexuality and to
belittle Ellen for her apparent lack of it.  Realizing she
couldn't compete with her younger sister, Ellen stopped playing.
Now,  Ellen hadn't had a date in almost a year, and  was
beginning to resemble her stereotype as a librarian.

	But now a crisis was looming.  Suzi was getting married.  She
decided to marry Keith so she could move into a home of her own,
where she could fuck to her heart's and cunt's content.  Keith
wasn't her only stud, but he was one of her favorites, and as the
son of a prominent jeweler, he could support her in the life
style that she was accustomed.  Suzi expected that she and their
friends would have parties and orgies in a luxurious colonial. 

	Ordinarily, as older sister of the bride, Ellen would be maid of
honor.  But Suzi stipulated that Ellen would have to wear a
scarlet letter, a big V, to announce to the world that she was a
virgin. The only way Ellen could get out of that embarrassing
situation would be to have sex, or at least be escorted to the
wedding by an eligible bachelor.  Indeed, Suzi tried to hint that
one of her male friends would be glad to escort Ellen, on the
presumption that that gave him a right to her body.  A few of
Suzi's friends even began to hint that she would receive a
special wedding present from the guy to could escort, and
presumably bed, Ellen.  Ellen began to feel like a slave at a
harem auction.  This had to avoided at all costs.  The only ways
out would be to invite her cousin Stanley, who was secretly gay
and who wouldn't mind being a slave at a harem auction, or to
avoid the wedding altogether.  But to  do that, Ellen would be
admitting that she was not only  a virgin, but a coward.

	Then Ellen remembered Dave White.  They had met in an
information theory class and he had helped her on some of the
assignments.  They dated a few times last year, but the
relationship went nowhere when Dave realized that he wanted a
more physical affair than Ellen did.  Dave genuinely liked Ellen
and was disappointed when they stopped dating, but Dave generally
had no trouble finding women for his bed, so he didn't worry
about it.  In the meanwhile they had remained casual  friends,
meeting occasionally around the campus.

	So Dave was only mildly surprised when Ellen called him, asking
for a huge favor.  When they met at a local pub, Ellen said she
needed an escort for Suzi's wedding.  She was planning to beg and
mention the whole thing about the scarlet V but Dave just waved
her off.
	"Sure, no problem." he said.
	"Are you sure? " Ellen said, "It would be a big expense for a
tuxedo, but I'll help pay for it."
	"I think I'm free that weekend.  And if I am, don't worry about
it"  Dave replied.
	"You can't realize how grateful I am for this,"  Ellen said. 
"How can I possibly repay you?  I'd do anything."  Ellen wasn't
really sure what she would do, but it sounded like the right
thing to say.  Ellen did not expect it to be so easy, and wasn't
quite sure how Dave could be so casual over something that she
agonized over for weeks.
	"Anything?"  Dave said in a slight suggestive tone.  "Well, you
can pay for the beer."  Actually, Dave was happy  to help a
damsel in distress. 
	When Suzi found out that Ellen had a date, she was full of
questions.
	"Who is he?"  she asked.
	" A friend from school."
	"Is he handsome?"
	"I guess so."
	" Did he take your cherry?"
	"No."
	"Will you fuck before the wedding?"
	"I doubt it.  As I said, he's a friend from school."
	"So you're still a virgin?"
	"Yes."
	"So technically, unless you fuck him before the wedding, you
still have to wear the scarlet letter."
	"Well,"  replied Ellen, "technically, the agreement was that I
bring a date, and I will.  So I don't have to wear the letter."
	"Frankly,  I find it hard to believe that a guy will escort you
to the wedding, if you're not tucking him, " Suzi said.  "And
he'd better come. "
	In the weeks before the wedding, Ellen called Dave several times
to make sure he was coming, to make sure he had a tuxedo, to make
sure he had directions to her house, and basically just to
reassure herself.   Each time Dave just said don't worry about
it, it's under control.
	A few days before the wedding, Ellen realized she had given
wrong directions to her house. She made several frantic calls to
his apartment, but there was never any answer.  This increased
her anxiety even more.

	But on the afternoon of the wedding, there he was.  Ellen knew
that Dave had been in the Navy in Viet Nam.  What she did not
know that he was still a Naval aviator, on educational leave. He
was completing a course in computer science so he could teach
machines what he know about finding and destroying targets.   So
there he was in Navy dress whites, with his ribbons, medals and
insignia.  Elsie, the black maid, thought he was the good humor
man.  Ellen's father, who had been a petty officer on a destroyer
in the Pacific during World War II,  had to fight the impulse to
salute.  And Ellen, who had had ambivalent feelings about Viet
Nam, was very impressed.  He simply introduced himself to Ellen's
father as, "I'm Lieutenant White.  I'm here to escort Ellen to
her sister's wedding."
	On the way to the wedding,  Ellen asked how he found the house
since she had given misleading directions.
	"A good navigator always carries a map," he said. 
	At the entrance of the country club where the wedding was to be
held,  other participants were quickly arriving.   Dave crisply
saluted the flag,  During introductions, Dave again said he was
Ellen's escort and that he knew her from school.  He sensed the
curiosity about him, but dismissed it as simply about his
uniform.
	During the wedding ceremony itself, as Dave and Ellen came down
the isle, there was considerable chatter among the guests.  
Ellen knew it was about Dave.  All the bridesmaids were looking
at him.  She felt proud and that she had chosen  well.  She would
show these sex fiends a thing or two.  During the reception, even
Suzi gave Dave an appreciative eye, and wondered how he could fit
into her schedule.
	At the cocktail party afterword,  two other bridesmaids,  Cindy
and Abby, came up to Ellen.
	"So how did you get that hunk?"  Cindy asked.
	"How often are you screwing him?  wondered Abby.
	Ellen replied that Dave was just a friend.
	"Boy, what I'd do to have a friend like that."  Cindy said.
	Over on the other side of the room,  a similar conversation was
taking place between  Dave and some of the grooms men.   They
asked how Ellen, who they thought was a virgin,  was in bed. 
Dave replied that it was none of their business.
	After dinner,  Cindy and Abby came up to Dave.
	"So, I understand that you and Ellen are `just friends' ", said
Cindy.  
	"Yes, so what."  said Dave.
	"Well, maybe you could be friends with us, too.  Here's my phone
number."  said Abby.
	"That would  be nice,"  Dave said, "but I'm Ellen's date
tonight,  and I have to report for duty next week." 
	"What about tomorrow?" asked Abby.
	"I don't think so." said Dave, "I have to pack."
	Ellen saw the women with Dave and went over to them.  Abby and
Cindy excused themselves and Ellen and  Dave began walking toward
the golf course.
	"Have those girls tried to pick you up?  Ellen said.  "Damn it!
You're my date.  I invited you here."	
	Ellen was clearly angry.
	"That's what I told them."  Dave said.  "Are you jealous?"
	"I guess I am."
	It was almost dark as they approached the course.
	Suddenly, Ellen stopped and said. "Take me."
	 She began to unhook her dress.
	"Here?  Now?"  Dave was surprised.
	"Yes.  Now.  Before I change my mind."   Ellen had unhooked her
bra.
	"No, "  said Dave.
	Ellen looked utterly dejected.
	"Look, if we're going to make love, I want to do it someplace
comfortable, and where we can do it right and take our time.  
Not on the bunker of the fourth green.   We should do it because
you want to, not because you're jealous.  I've never taken
advantage of a woman."
	That last sentence was a complete lie, but somehow it didn't
feel like one.
	Dave looked down and saw her breasts beneath her bra.  He kissed
her lightly on the cheek and said, "Now button up.  Before I
realize how beautiful you are."
	Ellen didn't know whether she'd been complimented or put off. 
But for the rest of the evening,  she rarely left his side.  They
began to dance very close.
	Later on, Ellen was talking to her stepmother, Ann.  Her
stepmother was only ten years older than Ellen, and sometimes
acted as her big sister.
	"You like him, don't you."  Ann said.
	"Yes.  Very much."  Ellen said.
	"He obviously likes you.  Why haven't you gone to bed withhim?"
	"I don't know.  Some how it didn't feel right"
	"How about now?"
	"Maybe.  I don't know."
	When it was time for Suzi to throw her bridal bouquet, she tried
deliberately to aim away from Ellen.   Dave saw that and jumped
in front of the bride maids and other girls and intercepted the
bouquet.   He then  turned to Ellen, bowed low, and said in mock
Shakespearian tones, "Noble Madam,   I do humbly beseech thee to
accept these are yours, by right."
	Ellen curtsied and said, "Kind sir, I do humbly thank you for
your warm entreaties. Accept this boon as recompense for your
pains."
	She held out her hand and Dave kissed her on the fingers.
	Somebody yelled out, "Kiss her cunt."
	Everybody laughed.  Ellen turned as red as a scarlet letter
herself.  Dave thought to himself that that would be nice.
	Dave and Ellen bowed to the guests,  who all applauded.   Even
Suzi thought it was fun.
	On the way back to her house,  Ellen said, " Thank you for not
taking advantage of me back there.  You're right.  Jealousy is a
bad motive."
	"Well if you ever are ready, let me know.  But you should
realize that I have to report for duty next week.  I delayed
leaving just for the wedding.  The reason you couldn't find me
earlier was that I was in Virginia, looking for housing."
	Somehow, Ellen found that liberating.  Why not not get this
symbolic letter off her chest now.  And if things didn't work
out, she'd never have to see him again, and Suzi's friends would
never know.  When they got home, Ellen said, "Just wait for a
second.  I'll be right back."
	In a few minutes, she came down carrying a small bag.
	"I' m ready,"  she said.
	"Where do you want to go?"  Dave asked.  "A motel would be
closer.  But my apartment in the city would be morecomfortable."
	"Let's go to your apartment, " Ellen said.

	On the way, they talked about the wedding, Suzi, and her
friends.  When they got to the apartment,  Dave held Ellen's hand
and walked to the door.  Immediately after getting inside, he
held her and gave her a big kiss and began stroking her back. 
	Dave then stopped and offered Ellen something to eat or drink. 
She said she was fine.   He then kissed her and held her even
longer and harder.   Suddenly, Ellen began to giggle.
	"What's the matter?'  Dave asked.
	"Your medals and ribbons are tickling my chest."   Ellen was
wearing a low cut bridesmaid dress, and the medals fell on top of
her  breasts. 
	"Let me get rid of this jacket." Dave said.   And he walked into
the bedroom.  Ellen followed and said, "I want to take off this
dress.  I don't want to get wrinkled."
	Soon, they were facing each other in the bedroom again.  Ellen
just wore her bra and panties, and Dave was in his underwear. 
Again they kissed and Dave's hand explored her back.
	Dave said, "Let me take your bra.  I want to see how beautiful
you are." 
	After he had removed the bra he said, "My, you are beautiful." 
He then  began to fondle her breasts.  They were round and full.
Dave bent down to kiss them as Ellen just stood there, her eyes
closed.  Dave took off his undershirt, saying, " I want to feel
your chest against mine."  He then said, "Let's get into bed. 
This is going to be great."
	Ellen asked if she should take off her panties.  Dave just said
to take off the panty-hose she was wearing.
	Dave turned off most of the lights, and they got into the bed. 
They kissed and fondled again.  He said, `Let me do the work. 
You just concentrate on the feeling.  If anything doesn't feel
right, let me know."

	With that he began to fondle and kiss her breasts with more
energy and passion.  Ellen had her eyes closed., focusing on how
good it felt.  But she was surprised by the feeling as Dave began
to rub between her legs, through her panties.  After he rubbed
there for a minute, he put his hands inside the panties and
petted her pussy.  Then Dave said, "Let me remove your panties. 
I  want to really make you feel good."

	Ellen lifted up her ass and Dave lifted the panties off and down
her legs.  He then began to kiss her on the legs.  Ellen knew
what he was doing, but she still felt surprised when he kissed
her pussy.  The feelings were strange, but delicious.  Ellen
began to feel herself tingle, and her breathing became shorter
and faster.  Dave then moved up next to her in the bed, and began
to finger her pussy.  First he put one finger, then two,  then
three.  Which each one, she felt more excited. 

	"Does it feel good?' Dave asked.
	"Oh, yes.  Don't stop." 
	He began to rub harder.   Suddenly Ellen felt a vibration that
started in her pussy and spread over her body.  She began to yell
and squeak.
	"What's happening to me?   This is wonderful."  She yelled.
	Dave did not stopped rubbing until Ellen stopped yelling.
	"What happened to me?  Did I just have an orgasm?'  She  asked.
	"Yes, my sweet."
	" Am I  still a virgin?  What about you?"
	"Don't  worry, my sweet.  The best is yet to come."
	Dave was still wearing his shorts.  He got up and tossed them
onto a chair.  He then took a package out of his nightstand. 
	He said, "We don't want to have any babies, do we."   And he put
on the condom.  Ellen was fascinated by his penis.  Any of her
last remaining doubts faded as she realized that he would take
care of everything.
	He got back into bed and began rubbing her pussy again.  After a
few minutes, he told her to spread her legs as wide as
comfortable.  He then got on top and slowly put his prick in her
opening.
	`It's too big."  Ellen complained.
	"Just try to relax, and enjoy the feeling."
	She did.  He slowly put his prick in deeper.  Ellen felt as
slight twinge, but she also felt a wonderful heat.  She knew that
she was now being taken by a man, and she loved it.
	When he was all the way in,  he asked, "How does it feel?'
	"Wonderful," was all she could say.
	He began to pump slowly up and down her pussy.  Ellen was so
lost in the feeling she barely knew what was happening.  She was
filled completely.  Her pussy was very tight, so Dave began to
get really excited.
	"You feel great, " he said, and started to stroke faster.
	Ellen began to feel another blast of heat, sharper and stronger
than the first one.  She started yelling and squeaking even
louder.  "Oh my god, oh my god.  Keep going. Keep going, " she
yelled.  Dave felt the wonderful pain just prior to his release.
	"Ready."  He said, and began to pump even faster. 
	"Yes. yes. yes,"  Ellen squealed
	Soon both of them were enjoying the full blast of sexual
release.
	Ellen had a feeling of triumph, over her sister, over their
friends, and most of all over herself.  They lay there hold each
other for several minute until Dave said he had to empty his
condom.  He got up and went to the bathroom.  Ellen heard him
brushing his teeth.  When he got back he turned off all the
lights. 
	"What are we doing now?" Ellen asked.
	"Going to sleep,":  he said.  "I don't know about you, but I've
had a big day."   He got into the bed, totally naked.
	"You want me just to fall asleep here?"
	"Yes.  That's why it's called sleeping together."

	Ellen got up and also went to the bathroom.  She took out her
contact lenses, also brushed her teeth, and put on a brief nighty
she had brought with her in her bag.  When she got back into bed,
Dave sleepily put around her and held her close.  Soon he was
snoring lightly.  Ellen had a some trouble falling asleep in a
strange bed in a strange apartment with a strange man.   But she
had also had a big day, and soon she was asleep too.

	The next morning Ellen woke up slightly disoriented.  She wasn't
sure where she was or how she got there.  The bed next to her was
empty.  But the smell and sounds of breakfast cooking brought her
around.
	When Ellen got to the kitchen, she found Dave making bacon and
eggs and brewing the coffee.  Dave was wearing pajama bottoms,
but he was naked from the waist up.
	"Good morning, my  sweet,"  he said, and gave her a nice kiss
and a pat on the rump under her nighty.   "Did you sleep well?  I
did, thanks to you."
	"Yes.  It just took a little while to get used to everything,
that's all."
	The coffee tasted unusually good.  They talked more about the
wedding.  Ellen finally explained about the scarlet letter and
how Suzi made her feel about it.  
	Dave said, "You should be glad that's over."

	After breakfast, Dave suggested a shower together, and headed
for the bathroom.  As he adjusted the water, Ellen seemed a bit
reluctant.  But when he took off his pajamas to climbed into the
tub,  Ellen removed her nighty and went in too.  It was the first
time Dave really saw her nude in daylight.  He realized how
pretty she was.  She was about  not as tall or as buxom as Suzi,
but she had round, firm breasts and a slim waist.  She had a good
look at Dave, too.  At a little under six feet, he was not tall,
but he was well built from doing military exercises.

	In the shower, Dave took the soap and said, "Turn around so I
can wash you." He proceeded to wash her back, then he down to her
ass, and finally began to soap up her breasts and stomach.  She
leaned back against him.  He then started to wash her pussy and
slit.  After a minute of that she said, "You're getting me
excited."
	"That's OK,"  Dave said, "You'll get your revenge."   And he
gave her the soap to wash him.  She also proceeded to wash his
back, but she wasn't quite sure what to do about his prick.
	"You can wash that, too," he said.
	As she did, the prick began to grow rapidly.  She was fascinated
by the effects of her touch on him.  He turned and faced her and
embraced her passionately. 
	"Let's rinse off, " he said. "I want you again."
	All she said was, "Yes."
	Back in the bedroom, they fell onto the bed and into each
other's arms.  He climbed on top of her and kissed her all over.
 Then he tuned onto his back and pulled her on top, so he could
fondle her ass.  
	Ellen said, "Shouldn't we use a condom again?"
	"Of course."   And he pulled one out and opened it.  "You can
help me put it on."
	She took his prick in one hand and slowly rolled the condom over
it.  Again she was fascinated by its shape and how in changed in
her hands.  She felt good about the control she had over him and
that he trusted her enough to give that control.  Dave  was lying
back, his eyes half closed, as she stoked him. 

	"That feels good."  he said.  "You stoking me feels as good to
me as how you feel when I fondle you."   At which, he started to
feel her pussy and then put his finger in her cunt.
	Dave then climbed on top and put his prick in her hole.  This
time he was not gentle, but moved with force and passion.
	"Put you legs over my shoulder,"  he said.  "I want to feel you
all the way in."
	She did so, but said, "You're so far in, you're coming out of my
mouth."

	He answered by thrusting as deep as he could go.  He then came
almost all the way out and thrust again.  He did this again,
becoming more rapid each time.  She felt the surge each time, and
began to find a way to thrust back.
	"Yes. Push up as I push down."
	They got into a rhythm.   The bed bounced beneath them.  He was
holding nothing back.
	"Yes, "  he said. "Give it all you've got.  Let yourself go with
it."
	They were panting as they went at even faster.  Then they hit
it.  Ellen felt the warmth roll through her entire body.  She was
squealing with delight as it hit her again.  Never had she felt
like this before, not even last night.  Dave felt his explosion
coming, and it burst hard and long. He kept pumping, even after
the explosion was beginning to subside.
	"That was fantastic", he said.
	"It sure was."
	He held her for a few minutes, and went to empty the condom.
	When he got back, they held each other for few minutes.
	Then he said, "Was it as good as you expected?'
	"It was better.  Far better.  My only regret was that I waited
this long for sex.  But I am glad that I waited for you."
	"Thank  you.  It is an honor to be a woman's first lover.  But
we could have done this a year ago, when we first started
dating."
	"I know.  I guess I wasn't ready then.  This time a felt I had
to."
	"Having an oversexed sister does that."
	Then Ellen started  crying, saying, "You're going away.  I'll
never see you again."
	"But you knew that when you came here last night."
	"I know.  Somehow I thought you were the love `em and leave `em,
girl in every port type.  That's why I didn't want to go with you
last year.  Then I thought, that's O K. I just wanted to get rid
of that scarlet letter, and if things didn't turn out, I wouldn't
have to see you again.  But now it turned out wonderful.  And now
you will love `em and leave `em."
	"I used to be that type.  But I'm not sure I can get away with
it this time."
	"But you're moving to Virginia.   Your boxes are packed."
	"Virginia isn't that far away.  I can get back whenever duty
permits."
	Ellen wasn't sure about duty, but she didn't ask.
	Instead, she asked, "Do you want to see me, again?" 
	"If you want to,  I'll guarantee that this will not be our last
night together.  I want to see you again."
	She looked at him.  "I love you, " she said.
	Dave smiled, but he didn't say anything.
	One year and many nights later,  Dave and Ellen were married at
the Jewish chapel at the U. S. Navy base in Norfolk, Virginia. 
But that is a different story.
	


	


	

	


	


	


	
	

	

	
	
	

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