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Subject: {ASSM} Virgin Surgeon part I (Ellen and Suzi #7)  FFM First MF first
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Attached is part I of the Virgin Surgeon, which is
Ellen & Suzi #7.  This is the only story involving
teenagers instead of consenting adults. 

Usual caveat.  This story is for the private enjoyment
of our audience.  Any copy or rebroadcast of the
descriptions and accounts of this story without the
express permission of the commissioner is prohibited. 
No animals were harmed in making this story.

Don.

Keith Davis was in his den reading a business
magazine, when he thought he heard someone crying.  He
got up and realized that the crying was coming from
his son Rob's room.  He knocked and said, "Is
everybody all right in there?  I thought I heard
someone crying."
	"We're Okay, Dad.  Everything's fine." Rob said. 
However, the crying got louder. 
	"I'm coming in."  Keith said.  When he opened the
door, he saw a girl on Rob's bed, with her blouse open
and her bra loose. Her slacks were pulled down below
her knees.  She covered herself when Keith entered the
room.  Bob also had his shirt open, and the fly on his
jeans was open, too.  Bob had turned sixteen and had
gotten his driver's license.  He had apparently
brought the girl home for some heavy petting, which
had gotten out of hand.
	Keith turned the girl, "Are you Okay.  Are you hurt
in anyway?"
	"I'll be fine.  Just a little shocked, that's all."
she said.
	Keith told the girl, "Get dressed."   He then turned
to Bob, "Apologize to her for upsetting her in anyway.
 Then take her home.  And come right back."
	Bob tried to explain that he was just trying to get
some action, but his dad repeated the instruction, so
Bob said, "I'm sorry I upset you.  I didn't mean it." 
He then got up to take her home.
	When he got back, Keith told him to get into  the den
at once.
	"What were you trying to do to that poor girl?" 
Keith asked.
	"I was trying get some action.  Feel her up.   Maybe
get lucky."  Bob replied.
	"Did you ask her if she wanted to do it?"
	"No.  I just assumed she would if I touched her."
	"You can't assume that.  It was obvious from the way
she was crying that she didn't like that pressure."
	"Oh.  I didn't think about that."
	"Have you actually had sex with a girl?  Don't lie
about it."
	"No. Not really."	
	"Explain, not really."
	"I touch them, and  I make them touch me, but I've
never gone all the way."
	"What do you mean by make them touch you?"
	"They don't seem to want to.  They just do it to make
me happy."
	"Does it make you happy?"
	"Oh yeah.  It feels great."
	"Let me tell you a few rules about sex and girls. 
And I know, because I've been there.  First, never
assume.  Always ask.   That's just a special case of
the general rule of always treat someone with respect.
 Second,  never lie to a girl about sex.  That's also
a special case of the general rule about always be
honest.  Third, never take advantage of a girl with
sex or pressure her to do what she doesn't want. 
That's also a special case of never take advantage of
anybody.  Did you learn any of this stuff in the sex
education class you took in high school?"
	"No.  All they told us was the biology of
reproduction and to wait until we get married."
	"Waiting until you get married was fine back in the
days when you got married at seventeen, had ten kids,
three of which survive, and were dead by age forty. 
In those days the main reason for getting married was
to produce legitimate heirs to the family estate and
to have someone to take care of you when you got old."
	"You said, people died at age forty."
	"In those days, forty was old.  Today, people get
married much older, when they have some financial
security.  It is very hard for someone healthy  like
you to wait ten of fifteen years."
	"How do we cope with the difference between what our
body's want and what's right?"
	"It's hard, but I can try to help you."
	"Where does love and marriage come in today?"
	"Love and marriage are neither necessary nor
sufficient for good sex, but they help."
	"What do you mean by necessary or sufficient?"
	"It is possible to not be in love and have great sex
, and it is possible to be in love and have lousy
sex."
	"Then how do they help?"
	"If you're in love, you might care more about your
partner's pleasure, and if you're in a committed
relationship, you might be open enough to achieve
genuine intimacy."
	"How do you and Mom stay married?  Most of my
friend's parents are divorced."
	"We have what's called an open marriage.  That means
that each of us is allowed to find other lovers.  
Open marriage may sound ideal to many young people,
but actually it is hard.  It is not for everybody.  It
requires a lot of trust.  The important thing is to
never lie.  Actually, cheating is not sex.  Cheating
is lying about sex.  Not lying is the foundation  of
trust, which is  the foundation  of communication,
which is the foundation of marriage.  As Mom says, 
sex is just for an afternoon, but lying will rot the
soul."
	"Does Mom do it too?"
	"Of course.  Otherwise, it would be taking advantage.
 Both spouses have to want it for an open marriage to
work.  That's why it's so hard."
	"They never discuss  this stuff in sex education
class."
	"That's why sex education is such crap.  It's like
teaching driver education and not letting you touch a
car."
	They laughed at that.  Rob was relieved that his
father was taking a helpful attitude.  But he wasn't
sure what to do about it. 
	A few days later Keith asked Bob, "What are you doing
Friday night?"
	"I have a basketball game."  Bob was a third string
reserve forward on the high school team.  He was only
mediocre as a player, but he enjoyed the game and the
coach liked him because he helped maintain the team's
grade point average.  Bob liked the opportunity that
playing gave him to meet pretty girls.		
	Keith then asked, "What are you doing Saturday
night?"
	"Sherry and I are going on a double date with Tim and
Jane to the movies."
	"Cancel it."
	"Why?  What do I tell them?"
	"That you're doing something with your father."

							******

	When Saturday came, Keith picked Bob up and they
drove toward town.  Bob was excited because he thought
that the evening  might have something to do with his
sex education.  They pulled up at an apartment complex
in a residential neighborhood.  When they rang the
bell of the apartment they wanted, the door was
answered by a pretty blond woman, who invited them in.
	Keith said, "Abby and Beth, I'd like you to meet my
son, Bob."
	They all shook hands, but both women gave Keith a
warm kiss.  Abby, the blond, was dressed in a blouse
that showed her ample cleavage, while dark haired
Beth's t shirt clung tight to her chest.  Both women
were wearing slacks.  
	Beth said, "We're happy to meet you, Bob.  Your
father has been great to us, and we're glad to be
friends with you too."
	Bob said, "How do you know him?  You're not hookers
are you?"
	Abby replied, "Oh no.  I work for him in one of his
stores, and Beth used to work for him."
	Beth added, "Your dad helped me get out of an abusive
marriage.  I owe him big time.  But what about you? 
Your dad says you need some help with women."
	"Me?  No.  I do all right."
	"Do really know how to pleasure a woman?"
	"Pleasure?"  Bob looked anxiously at his father.
	Beth said, "Bob, why don't you and I come into my
room so we can talk privately.  Do you want to join
us, Abby?"
	"No.  I'll stay here and entertain Keith."
	Keith said, "Don't worry about me.  Bob is the
important person here.  I'll just read Business Week."
	Beth and Bob went into her bedroom.  She and Abby had
a two bedroom apartment.  Abby decided to give them
some privacy.
	Beth said to Bob, "Sit on the bed."   She pulled off
her t shirt.  She was wearing a bikini bra which
barely covered her tits.  She stood in front of Bob.
	"Touch them, gently."   she said.  Bob stared at her
chest, and tentatively reached up to stroke her.  
	"Do it some more, firmer.  Make me enjoy it."  She
said.
	Bob used both hands to  fondle her breasts.  While he
was doing it, she reached back and unhooked the bra. 
She said, "Don't just admire them.  Enjoy them.  Kiss
them.   Make them happy."
	Bob put his arms around her and pulled her towards
him.  He kissed each breast, while he fondled the
other one.  She leaned against him, supporting herself
with her arms.
	She said, "Now you're doing it, you're great.  That
was a great start."
	"Start?"  He asked.
	She pulled away from him and pulled down her slacks. 
She then pulled off her panties, and stood in front of
him, completely naked.  Just then, Abby came in the
room. Her mouth was still wet from giving head to
Keith, but Bob didn't notice.
	Beth said, "Abby, show him where my labia is."
	Abby came over and put her hand on the outside of her
pussy.  
	"Now, show him where my clitoris is."   Abby put her
finger on her clit.
	"Now, kid, you put your finger there.  That is my 
pleasure spot."
	Bob put his finger on her clit, and rubbed lightly. 
Beth closed her eyes and let the pleasure enter her. 
Bob could tell she was enjoying it, but didn't know
what to do next.
	Abby said to him,"Kiss her on the pleasure spot."  He
did, and sensed that her pleasure was increasing.  She
stood there for several minutes enjoying the pleasure,
as Bob sat on the bed.  In the meanwhile Abby had
stripped to her underwear.
	Abby said."It's not fair.  Beth and I are undressed,
and you're still wearing your cloths.  Stand up and
let us help you get undressed."
	Bob thought that this was going to be the best night
of his life.  Soon, all he was wearing was his
undershorts.  Abby reached over and felt him.
	"He is certainly his father's son." she said.   Abby
pulled down his shorts and gave his prick a couple of
licks.
	"He is really his father's son."  Abby exclaimed. 
Beth knew what she meant, but fortunately,  Bob
didn't. 
	Beth crawled onto the bed.  Abby said to Bob, "Do you
want to make love to Beth?"
	"Oh yes, very much," he said breathlessly.   He
started to get on the bed.
	"Wait." said Abby.  "How do you know she wants to
make love to you?"
	"Isn't it obvious?"  said Bob, pointing at Beth's
luscious nude body.
	"Maybe she changed her mind in the last thirty
seconds.  You  always have to ask a woman."
	Bob said, "Beth I want to make love to you.  Do you
want to too?"
	"Yes." She said, smiling, "But not yet.  Do you have
a condom?  I usually insist on it, especially with a
guy I don't know well."
	"No, but I know I don't have AIDS."
	"It's not just  AIDS.  It's more a matter of sexual
hygiene.  Fortunately, I always keep a few in my
nightstand."
	Beth pulled one out of the drawer.  "Do you know how
to use it?  Let me help you."
Beth leaned over and put the condom on his prick.  He
felt wonderful as she held him and gave him a lick
before covering him with the plastic sheath. 
	"Okay, kid.  Let me help you get it in."
	Bob got on top of her.  She reached down and aimed
his prick right at her slit.  
	"Now push it in."  She said.
	Bob entered her, all the way.  He went in slowly, not
quite sure what to do, but knowing that it felt great.
	"Keep moving it slowly.  It will be hard, but try to
hold off cumming as long as you can, or until I tell
you to.  You want to make me feel good too."  Beth
said.
	Bob was so lost in how it felt that he had difficulty
concentrating.  He started to move too fast.   
	"Slow down.  Make it last."  Beth said, as she tried
to hurry herself to catch up with Bob.  She just made
it.  Bob's prick began to spasm with cum, filling the
condom.   Bob kept pumping, even after he came,
because he felt that Beth needed him to.  He was
right.  As he continued with her, Beth felt her orgasm
emerge.
	"I'm sorry I was so fast.  I couldn't help it."  Bob
said.
	"I understand, kid.  For your first time, you did
fine.  You made me feel that I was with a real man."
	Bob felt amazing satisfaction.  He pulled out of her
and felt his prick go plump  on the bed.  The condom
began to leak a bit, so Beth said, "You'd better use
the bathroom.  It's to you left out the bedroom door."
	As Bob went to the bathroom, he saw his father
sitting on a chair reading a magazine.  He tried not
to look.
	When Bob got back to the bedroom, he found that Abby
had stripped naked too.  She was sitting on the bed
next to Beth.  Abby looked at him and said, "You have
a choice for round two. You can give Beth a second
try, or you can try me."
	Bob replied, "Abby, I don't want you to feel left
out, but maybe Beth deserves a second chance, because
the first one was so fast."
	Beth said, "Don't worry about me.  Just keep us
company."
	Bob walked to the bed and tried to get between them.
Abby told him to lie on his back.  He tried to kiss
Abby, but she pushed him back and started to play with
his prick.  She was casual about it, so it felt good..
 Bob then turned to Beth and kissed her on the face,
and then on the chest.  She let him feel her all over,
but then decided that it would be better if she and
Abby switched places. 
	Abby said, "Finger my clit.  Put your fingers inside
me."
	Bob did that while Beth played with his prick.
	Then Beth said, "Now it's my turn.  Finger my clit
too."
	Bob tried, but realized he couldn't touch both women
lying on his back.  He sat up and kneeled between
them.  From there he could reach both of them while
they both played with him. Bob was amazed how fast he
changed from a shy virgin to a man who was
simultaneously masturbating two lovely women.  He
could tell by looking at their faces how much pleasure
he was giving them.
	Finally, Bob said, "Abby, I want to make love to you
now."
	"Yes," she answered, "But hurry.  I'm almost there."
	Bob pulled another condom from the nightstand and put
it on rapidly.  He then climbed between Abby's legs
and thrust into her cunt.  
	"That's what I need.  Keep it up."  She said.
	Soon she was uttering incoherent sounds as her orgasm
emerged.   Bob kept at her as she had another orgasm,
and then another.  Because  Bob had cum once already,
he found it easier to control himself.  
	Finally, Abby said, "Relax a bit.  You knocked me
out."
	"But I haven't cum yet." He said.
	"What about me?"  Said Beth.
	Bob pulled out of Abby, and pushed into Beth. 
Perhaps because he liked Beth better, because she was
so nice to him earlier in the evening, Bob pushed into
her, determined to satisfy her.  He pulsed in and out
rapidly.  Beth pushed back at him, encouraging him to
get into a rhythm with her.  They got into sync with
their thrusts and pushes.  
	Bob said, "Ready?  I'm almost there."
	"Yes.  Fuck me hard!  Oh yes, fuck me hard!"  She
exclaimed.
	Bob's prick began to pulsate with cum, as Beth's
pelvis went into paroxysms of delight.
	When his orgasm was over, Bob pulled out and let both
women kiss him and hold him.  He then had to go the
bathroom to take care of his condom.
	When he got back to Beth's room, she was up, wearing
her bathrobe.  Abby had gone to her room.
	Beth said,"Usually, I let a lover like you stay the
night, but it's late and your father wants to take you
home.  You'd better get dressed."
	Bob thanked her profusely for giving him a sexual
education.  He thanked Abby, too.  
	"The pleasure was ours, too, kid."  Beth said.
	Bob asked if he could see either of them again.  Beth
said, "Of course.   But call first.  Abby or I might
have a date."
	Keith was proud of what Bob had done.  He took them
all out for dinner and drinks to celebrate.  Because
Bob was under 21, Keith even had an extra drink and
made Bob drive home.
Over the next few months, Bob visited Beth or Abby
often.  They taught him different positions and how to
give and receive oral sex.  Bob realized that sex is a
physical skill, like basketball, which is based partly
on natural ability but which improves with practice. 
Fortunately, he appeared to have a natural ability.

						******

	His skills with sex also improved his confidence and
self esteem.  He did not try to seduce the girls in
his high school.  Instead, he started dating Karen
Levene.  Karen was only average in looks, but she made
up for in energy and attitude.  She was one of the
most popular girls in the class. As junior class
president, she attended all the home basketball games.
 She was happy to date him because he was the only
basketball player who could hold a conversation, and
her parents were happy because his parents belonged to
the right country club. 
	He indicated that he would like to get sexually
involved with her, but he didn't push.  Instead, she
would let him play with her boobs, and fondle her
between the legs of her slacks.  But she would let him
take off her shirt, but that was all.  Bob  encouraged
her to play with his crotch, but she wouldn't open his
fly or do anything else.  Many couples in the school
were sexually active, and there were several
pregnancies, even among "nice" girls.  Bob said that
if a couple didn't use protection, they were stupid.  
	On the night of the junior prom, Bob and Karen went
to the house of one of the team's stars.  Several
people started drinking beer, and a few moved on to
hard drinks and drugs.  The party stated to get wild. 
A few of the girls had stripped, and several men were
have sex with a couple of cheer leaders.  
	Bob said, "This is getting out of hand.  Have you had
anything to drink?"
	Karen said, "Just some Pepsi.  I'm a member of SADD,
remember. "
	He gave her the keys to his car.  "Let's get out of
here.  I've had a few beers, so you drive.
	The house was in the country.   Karen drove out of
the driveway, as Bob tried to give her directions. 
Soon the houses stopped looking familiar.  They were
lost.  The drove on for a while, hoping to recognize a
street or building, but they saw nothing.
	Finally they came to a dirt road.    Bob said, "Turn
off here and stop."
	"Why?"  she asked.
	"In truth, I have to pee."
	He got out of the car and walked to a bush by a
field.  When he came back, she said she had to go too.
	"Use the bush.  I won't look.  Going to the bathroom
outside is one of the few remaining advantages of
being male."
	Bob handed her a flashlight, and watched as she went
off.  She was happy that her boyfriend was smart
enough to leave a potentially dangerous situation and
he let her drive.  Even though they were in the middle
of nowhere, with just the stars, she felt safe with
him.  However, she had never peed by starlight before,
and she found that she wet her panties in the process.
	When she came back to the car, she said, "My
girlfriends were always asking when you might get my
panties.  Here they are." She handed them to him.  He
pulled her close to him, kissing her and fondling her
bottom.  She kissed him passionately, standing next to
the car.
	"I want you,"  he said.
	"Yes, I want you to take me.  But where?"
	"Here."
	"The back seat of your Toyota does not look
comfortable."
	Bob went to the trunk of the car and pulled out a
beach blanket and some towels.  He then lead her into
the field, and opened up the blanket.
	"I've never done this before," she said.
	"I know.  But I have.  Lay down next to me." 
	He got down onto blanket and she lay next to him.  He
used the towels to make pillows.  He then turned off
the flashlight.  It was a warm night, so only the
stars covered them.  Bob turned and lay on top of her.
 He kissed  her all over, and fondled her breasts. 
She was wearing a strap-less dress, which  had built
in bra, so as soon as he opened the back, he could
play with her bare breasts. She looked up and thought 
the stars were unusually bright.  She sighed and
enjoyed the felling of having him worship her body. 
He then put his hand under her dress.  Indeed, she was
not wearing any panties.  He played with her mound,
and put a finger in her slit.  She thought, now I know
why girls do it.  He continued to finger her slit for
several minutes, letting her get aroused.  
	"I want you, now."  He said.
	"Take me.  I'm yours.   Do anything you want to me."
	"We have to do this right."  He unzipped his slacks
and pulled them off.  He then pulled off his shorts,
and took a condom from his  wallet.  He put it on and
climbed between her legs.  He was about to enter her,
when he said, "This is still not right.  Take off you
dress completely. I want to feel your body next to
mine."
	She sat up and tossed off the dress as he doffed his
shirts.  They were lying naked on the blanket.  	
	"Let me take you now.  But I don't want to hurt you. 
If it is at all uncomfortable, let me know."  He
entered very slowly, pushing only an inch at a time. 
She willed herself to relax and enjoy the experience. 
She liked the feeling of being possessed by her
boyfriend.  She felt even more safe than before.  He
was fully inside her.  The feeling from her pussy was
overwhelming.   She didn't know if it was pleasure or
pain or both.  What ever it was, the pleasure kept
increasing.  He moved with her very slowly.  
	He said, "Put your legs around my back, so we can
enjoy each other more completely."
	She was now wide open for him.  He played with her
boobs while he pushed in harder.  He knew he could
only last a few more minutes, so he wanted them to be
the best minutes ever.  He pushed deep and hard.  
	"Ready.  I want you."  He exclaimed.
	"I'm here for you.  Do it to me, yes."  She said, as
she experienced the first orgasm of her life.  He
pushed in as hard as he could, until he emptied
himself into the condom.  After they came, they
continued to kiss and fondle, while his prick was
still inside her.  But he realized that it might leak,
so he pulled out of her and removed the condom.  They
lay back next to each other.
	"I am so happy you are my boyfriend. Many of my
friends say their first experience was horrible, but
this was wonderful."
	"I'm happy I have you, too," He said.
	It was warm, so they had no trouble falling asleep. 
They woke up just as the sky was getting light.  They
got dressed and went back to the car.  In the light,
Bob recognized a road sign, and turned down.  They
were worried what they would say to Karen's parents
when they got back.When they pulled in front of her
house, there were police cars.  
	It seems that after they left the party some fights
broke out.  Some people had left drunk and there was
horrible traffic accident.  Several of their friends
were badly injured and two were killed.  When Karen
and Bob didn't come home, her parents were almost
crazy with worry.
	Karen said, "We actually left the party early.  We
got lost on one of the roads in the country, so we
spent the night in the car.  I was with Bob they whole
time.  We were perfectly safe."  
	Karen's parents were so relieved to see them alive
and well, that they didn't ask what they did during
the night.  Bob went home to shower and change and get
a bite of breakfast, and then he picked Karen up to go
to the hospital to see their friends.  
	"You are so lucky to have a boyfriend like Bob," one
of them said to Karen
	"I know." She said.
	They continued dating all summer.  Karen approached
her mother about going on the pill.  Her mother
thought that with a nice boy like Bob nothing could go
wrong, but she agreed that it was better to be safe. 
Even in the enlightened nineties, pregnancy was second
only to drugs and alcohol in ruining a middle class
teenage girls's life. 

					******


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