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Subject: {ASSM} Virgin Surgeon Part II (Ellen and Suzi #7)  MF MF first MF first
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Attached is part II of the Virgin Surgeon, which is
Ellen & Suzi #7. It is set some years after the first
set of stories.  This is the only story which involves
mature teenagers instead of consenting adults.  I
apologize for any misstatements regarding the U. S.
Navy.

Usual caveat:  This story is for the private enjoyment
of our audience.  Any distribution of the accounts of
this story without the express permission of the
commissioner is prohibited.

Don.


					******

	During the summer, Bob worked as a stock boy in one
of his father's stores.  Keith instructed that Bob
should get no special treatment, but everybody knew
who he was.  Bob found that the women there were
especially easy for sex.   
	When Bob started work at the warehouse, the other
employees generally ignored him.  One day he heard a
noise at the end of one of the stock shelves.
	"What was that?"  He asked another worker.
	"Oh, just Brenda.  She's the store slut.  Maybe one
day you'll get lucky."
	Momentarily, a buxom, dark skinned woman emerged,
followed by a large African American man, who Bob knew
to be Matthew, the assistant manager of the warehouse.
 Brenda walked right by Bob, barely noticing him.  She
thought, what would she want with a white teenager
from the suburbs.
	Eventually, Brenda found out that Bob was related to
the owners, and she started to take an interest.  She
saw him working, and said, "Are you related to the
guys who own this place?"
	"Yes" he answered.
	"Do you think you could get me a job in sales?"
	"I doubt it.  Have you applied yourself?"
	"Not yet.  I understand that the owner uses a casting
couch to hire his women."
	"May be, but I haven't seen it.  Anyway, doing that
is illegal.  How do you think men get hired?"
	"Tell me, are you still in high school?'
	"Yes."
	"Do you smoke?"
	"No.  I'm a basketball player."
	"Do you do drugs?"
	"No."
	"Do you drink?"
	"Sometimes.  When I'm not driving?"
	"Do you have a girl friend?"
	"Yes."
	"Do you fuck her?"
	"Yes."
	"Now we're getting somewhere.  Buy me a drink."
	"I can't."
	"Why not?"
	"I'm not twenty-one."
	"Don't you have a fake I D?"
	" No."
	"Oh boy."  She started to walk away in disgust.
	Bob said, "Brenda, wait.  I'll buy you dinner
tonight.  I just won't drink, that's all."
	"Okay,"  She said.
	They went to a local Italian place.  Brenda had a few
beers, and Bob had a Coke.  They talked about the
store, the people who worked there, and the Pittsburgh
Pirates. Bob tried out his high school Spanish.  
After dinner, Brenda said,  "Usually I take the bus,
but you can drive me home if you want."
	Bob said, "Sure, but all I have is a little Toyota."
	Brenda thought it was cute that the son of a rich
white guy would be driving such a small car.  Brenda
lived in a row house in a working class section of the
city.  She shared an apartment with two sisters, but
they worked at night.  When they got there, Bob parked
in the back.  
	Brenda opened the door and yelled to make sure the
place was empty.  She said, "What here, while I change
into something comfortable."
	Bob thought he was about to be seduced, so he grabbed
her and said, "You  look comfortable right now."
	He leaned over, hugging her tight and kissing her
passionately.  Brenda was overwhelmed by his
enthusiasm.  She put her arms around him and pulled
him closer.
	Bob said, "Right now, I'd like to tear off your
clothes and make passionate love to you."
	She said, "Wow.  This is more than I bargained for."
	"What did you bargain for?"
	"I don't know.  You're just a kid."
	"If you'll let me, I'll show you I'm a man."
	"Okay, pull down your pants, and show me."
	Bob unbuckled his belt and removed his slacks.  He
pulled off his shoes, and removed his shirt, so he was
standing in her living room, just in his underwear.
	"Your turn.  Show me what you have."  Bob said.
	Brenda walked into her bedroom.  She then removed her
shirt and skirt, and started waving her ass in Bob's
direction.   He followed her, and grabbed her from
behind.  He pawed at her tits under her bra.  He said,
"I want to pull off your bra."
	She just sighed and nodded.  She swung around, waving
her tits in the air.  They bounced around, hitting Bob
in the chest.
	"I still having seen what kind of man you are."  She
said.
	She reached in and felt his prick inside his shorts. 
It expanded rapidly.  She pulled down the shorts, and
sat down on the bed to admire his prick.
	"Oh my.  You have the definite equipment." She said.
"Let me enjoy this."   She opened her mouth and
started to lick the end of his penis.  After several
minutes of this, Bob pulled away from her.
	"What's the matter?"  She said.
	"I said, I wanted to make passionate love to you.  I
need a condom."  He pulled one out of his wallet. 
Brenda wasn't used to men who were interested in
protecting her, so she let him put it on.  When it was
on, Bob said, "Pull down your panties.  I want you
naked." 
	Brenda did so, staring at him all the while.  Bob
walked up to her and pulled her close to him.  He
picked her up, and carried her to the bed.  He then
threw her down on the bed and came down next to her. 
He immediately put his face in her cunt, and started
licking her clit.  She had had many lovers, but few
who knew what they were doing.  As she got more
excited, Bob pulled his mouth away, and climbed up and
tried to mount her.
	"It's too big.  You're going to hurt me." She
protested.
	 He said, "Hurt you?  They call you the store slut. 
You're going to love it. Hang on baby, we're going for
a ride." With that he entered her full force.
	She was amazed by how good it felt, in spite of his
size.  She was stretched, but it felt wonderful.   She
opened her legs, and placed them behind his back. 
That opened her up more and made it more comfortable. 
He kept stabbing at her cunt, but did not want to cum
too quickly.  He wanted to give her a real joy ride. 
She was certainly enjoying it.
	She said, "This feels great.  Keep it up.  Fuck me. 
Fuck me as hard as you can."
	He went at her as hard as he could.  
	She yelled, "I'm cuming.  Fuck me all the way."  She
degenerated into a mass of moans as he kept going at
her some more.  Her second orgasm was just about to
break when Bob's semen bubbled up and poured into his
condom.  
	As he started to relax a bit, she said, "You are a
man, all right.  You treated me better than most of
the men I know."
	He got up and emptied his condom.   He suggested that
they take  a shower together and wash each other off. 
In the shower, he fondled her cunt, because he wanted
her ready for a second round.  When they got back to
the bedroom,  he lay on the bed,  while she went down
on him, getting him as hard as he was the first time. 
She got one of his condoms and put it on.  She then
got on top and inserted his prick.  She slid up and
down on him, sighing with the feeling.  As she grunted
with the feeling, he pushed up harder.  She felt
another orgasm erupt.  Two more orgasms filled her
before he felt the exquisite pressure of another cum. 
	After that, she said, "You  wore me out.  And I have
to go to work in the morning."
	Bob got up, and started to get dressed.  He said, "I
want to do that again, but not at work."
	"Okay, I understand.  Your father and the others.  
But we will."  She said.
	They were able to get together several times until
the summer was over and he had to go back to school. 
Bob would sleep with Karen on weekends, and have
quickies with Brenda and others  at work. 	
	Bob's affair with Karen continued well into the
school year.  However, one night after a basketball
game, Karen pulled him aside.
	"I heard that you were having sex with Cynthia
Johnson." she said, in an accusing voice.
	"Who told you that?"
	"Never mind.   Is it true?"
	"Yes.  It's true."
	"I'm shocked.  I didn't expect you to admit it.  I
would have preferred if you didn't"
	"I don't lie about such things."
	"Why did you do it?"
	"She invited me to her house to study.  When I got
there, she only wearing a flimsy nightie. What could I
do?"
	"You could have left."
	"You want me to walk out on a naked woman who needs
some loving?"
	"Yes. Didn't you think of me?  How do think I feel?"
	"How do you feel."
	"Lousy.  Like I'm not good enough for you."
	"I apologize if I hurt your feelings.  But don't ask
me to take an oath of undying loyalty.  We're only
seventeen and seniors in high school.  We have our
life times ahead of us. Next year I'll be at Penn
State and you'll be where ever.  Who knows what we'll
be like in five or ten years?  I'm too young to commit
to you, or any one else."
	Part of her knew he was right, but  part of her was
still angry.
	"Take me home.  I don't feel like being with you
right now, if I can't trust you."
	Bob knew he was going to Penn State even though he
had not even applied yet, because his basketball was
not good enough for a scholarship, he had good enough
grades and scores, his parents had met and graduated
from there, and his father would not pay for him to go
anywhere else.
	Bob and Karen remained friends, but they stopped
dating. Bob's sex life actually improved, because he
found more women willing to be with him.  He developed
a reputation of being a good lover.  He got the nick
name of the virgin surgeon, because a few of his dates
were virgins before he went with them.  However, none
of these girls became real girlfriends.  Karen dated
some after that, but she didn't find another boyfriend
with whom she wanted to have sex until she got to
college. 

						******
	The following June, when Bob graduated from high
school, he went with his parents to visit his Aunt
Ellen and Uncle Dave at their lake house upstate.  It
was a big week for the family because both he and his
cousin Jennifer were graduating high school and
turning eighteen.  Jennifer's brother Steve had just
turned twenty-one.  Uncle Dave had retired from the
Navy as a full Captain, and was now working at a
defense consulting agency in Washington. And Steve was
bringing his girlfriend, Naomi.  
	Everybody thought that Naomi and Steve were good for
each other.  They had met as sophomores at the
University of Rochester in their advanced calculus
class.  Not many people find taking the derivatives of
multi variate equations to be sexy, but they did. They
were both math majors.  Both were considered nerds in
high school, even though they enjoyed hiking and
camping, which affected their social lives.  When they
met, neither had had a serious relationship.  At
first, they didn't trust the situation, but they found
themselves spending more time together, and having a
lot of fun.
	When they started dating, their sexual
experimentation was limited to "making out," which
consisted of lying on a bed fully  or partially
clothed and kissing and fondling each other. 
Gradually, Steve tried removing Naomi's shirt, feeling
her breasts beneath her bra, or feeling her between
her legs beneath her slacks.  Naomi liked all of it,
but she felt more comfortable going slow.  This was
the first time a man liked her for her  mind as well
as her body.  They found that they had many similar
tastes and opinions.
	One night, Steve had Naomi's shirt off and was
feeling under her bra and kissing her breasts. 
However, it was getting late, so Steve started to get
dressed to leave.  He looked out the window, and was
greeted by an hellish Rochester blizzard.   (Joke: 
Why did Eastman Kodak build his photography plant in
Rochester?  It is the world's only natural darkroom.) 
His dorm was across the campus.
	Naomi said,  "Why don't you stay here tonight?  My
roommate is visiting her boyfriend."
	Steve replied, "I'd hate to go out in this blizzard,
but I don't even have a toothbrush."
	Naomi said, "The way we've been kissing, I think we
can share a toothbrush."
	Naomi went to the bathroom and got into a nightgown. 
When she came back, she gave Steve the toothbrush. 
When he returned from the bathroom, he found Naomi in
bed.
	"Join me," she said. "Keep me warm."
	Steve stripped down to his underwear and got into bed
with her.  
	"What do we do?" she asked.
	"I'll just hold you, and we'll see what happens.  I'm
very fond of you, but I've never really had sex with
anyone."
	"Me neither.  Let's just see what happens.  But don't
do anything we'll regret later."
	"Don't worry.  I don't have a condom, but I know
better."
	They turned off the light and got into each other's
arms.  Steve kissed her breasts through the nightgown,
sending thrills through her body.  She got on top of
him and he reached down and put his hands under the
nightgown to fondle her ass.  She reached under his
undershirt to kiss him.
He then rolled on top of her and put his hand on her
mound.  He rubbed slowly, not knowing what  else to
do.  He asked, "Does that feel good?"
	"Yes.  You can do that to me."  
	He continued for a while, and then asked, "What else
can I do?"
	"Put your finger in my slit."  she  said.
	He did that.  She sighed.
	"I've never done this,"  she said.  "You're wonderful
to me."
	He continued with his finger, until her breath became
shorter and she got more excited.
	"I don't believe this.  What you're doing to me is
amazing. "
	"Do want me to keep it up?"
	"Yes.  Don't stop."  
	He kept it up, but suddenly she started yelling. 
	"Are you okay?   Did I hurt you?" he said.
	"No.  That was the most wonderful feeling ever.  You
can stop now.  No wonder women go crazy for their
boyfriends." 
	He pulled his finger out, and lay back.  She asked,
"You were great.  What can I do to return the favor?"
	"You can rub my thing, the way I did yours."
	She put her hand on his underpants and felt his
prick.  She knew what it was, but had never seen or
felt one.  She started to rub him, and was startled to
feel it expand in her hand.  She realized that it
contained amazing power.  She continued to masturbate
him for several minutes, until he also started to
yell.  His semen came shooting out his prick, covering
both of them.  They started laughing at the mess he
had made.   Because they were in a coed dorm, it was
easy for him to get up and clean himself off.  He came
back to bed again, but they both realized that they
had passed a critical milestone.
	The next morning they went down for breakfast,
holding hands.  Steve said he wanted to get some
condoms, so they could be together without a mess. 
Naomi said she would see student health about the
pill.  She told the doctors that she wanted to get
intimate with her boyfriend.  The doctors at student
health gave her a brief exam, told her what to expect,
and told her how to take the pill. 
	On their next date, they ended up in Steve's place,
because he knew that his roommate would be out. 
Before they went to bed, Steve said, "Are you sure you
want to do this?"
	"Yes.   I've never wanted to before, but I want to
with you."
	They got undressed and got into his bed.  Steve
rubbed her the way he did the last time.  But instead
of letting her rub him, he tried to get between her
legs.  He couldn't figure out how to enter her, and
came when he was not fully inside.  
	The experience left them both frustrated, but they
realized it was just their ignorance and inexperience.
 
	Steve said, "We're students.  Let's do some research
on how to do it."  
	They went to the college book store and obtained some
sex manuals.  They bought a copy of The Joy of Sex,
and studied it thoroughly.  Steve realized what he had
to do.  They also learned how he could control himself
better. 
	Steve said, "I think I cum too quickly because I just
want you too much.  I have to learn o relax.  Let's
try this.  Why don't you get on top of me.  That way
you can control it and I won't be so nervous."
	The next time they made love, they got each other
very excited.  Then Naomi straddled Steve.  It took
her a few seconds to take his hard penis and put it in
her, but when she got it in she said, "Now what should
I do?"
	Steve said, "Just go up and down and do what feels
right, naturally."
	She tried to do that.  Again it took her a minute to
find the rhythm, but when she did, she was push him in
and out.  Steve closed his eyes because he knew that
he would last for a while, and he wanted to enjoy it. 
Naomi continued to bounce up and down on his erect
member.  The feeling spread for her, too.  She knew
she would be cuming soon.  She kept  going, through
her orgasm, as the pressure built up for Steve.
	"Oh Yes, we've got it.  I'm cuming. I want you. "
Steve said.
	"I'm here for you." Naomi announced. 
	When they were finished, Naomi lay down next to him. 

	She said, "I think you solved the problem.  Next time
you'll be on top, and it should go fine."
	Gradually, through trial and error, they developed a
satisfactory sex life,  They looked at the positions
in the sex manuals.   They tried several, some which
they liked and some which they didn't.  They liked
oral sex, but anal was out.  They also rented some X
rated videos, just for some ideas.  At first they
found them exciting, but later they got repetitive.
	Steve said, "It looks about exciting as a gynecology
exam."
	Naomi replied, "Actually, it's more exciting than a
gynecology exam, but not by much."
	At one point Steve asked his father what to do, now
that he wanted to become intimate with his girlfriend.
 His dad said the most important thing is to
communicate what you like and what you don't.  You
don't have to like everything, but you should at least
try everything that she likes, at least once.  
	As they continued in school, they became a bonafide
couple, doing everything together. Now they were at
the family party, Naomi found she could fit in  pretty
well.  The only problem was that Naomi had a hard time
figuring out what Dave did. She had no experience with
the Navy.   She thought he commanded  a cruise ship,
not a cruiser, and wanted a free trip to Trinidad.  No
one was sure whether they would eventually get
married, but they had decided to rent an apartment
together for their senior year.  Naomi was planning to
go to medical school after graduation , and Steve
wanted to go in applied mathematics, but they would
deal with that at the time.  Now that they were both
twenty-one, all they wanted was to have Dave teach
them about wine.				Steve and Naomi had a good time
with his family.  The party to celebrate Steve's, Bob,
`s and Jennifer's birthdays was great for all.

						****
	On the day after the birthday, Bob and Jennifer went
sailing on the lake in the family sloop.  Dave had a
twenty-eight foot boat, with a galley, head, and room
to sleep four.  Dave had named it the Yorktown, after
the ship he commanded during the Gulf War. (I have no
idea who commanded the USS Yorktown during the Gulf
War.)   They used it primarily for day sailing, but it
could be used over-night.  Jennifer was an
accomplished sailor, and enjoyed outdoor activity. 
She was very pretty,  almost as pretty as her aunt
Suzi.  However, unlike Suzi, Jennifer viewed her
beauty as a burden rather than a blessing.  She didn't
enjoy being  propositioned by boys she didn't know.  
She used her martial arts skills to scare off boys who
hassled her too much.  Today, while sailing, she wore
modest one piece bathing suite, covered by the t shirt
from the small New England college she would be
attending that fall.  Bob was bare chested, and wanted
to work on his tan.
	As she lifted the sails, Jennifer notices Naomi and
Steve casually embracing on shore.  She said, "I hope
that some day I have a boy friend like that.   How
about you?"
	Bob said, "I don't want a boyfriend like that."
	She said, "I know.  I was asking about you and a
girlfriend."
	Bob said, "I had a girl friend last year.  We dated
for almost a year."
	"What happened?"
	"She accused me of having sex with one of her
friends."
	"Did you?"
	"Yes."
	"You cad."
	"We were in high school.  We weren't married.  I
never promised her anything."
	"How about the other girl?"
	"Same thing.  If I meet a girl who wants to have sex
with me, I don't say no.  I always carry some condoms,
just to be sure."
	:"How many girls have you had sex with?"
	"I can't remember."
	"Guess.   Ballpark."
	"Maybe fifteen.  Maybe twenty."
	"Were all these girls from you high school?"
	"No .  A bit over  half."
	"Where did you meet the other bit under  half?"
	"Where I worked last summer, at my father's store."
	"Of the girls from you high school, were they 
experienced?"
	"No.  Most were virgins.  Girls who were tired of
being virgins sometimes called me.   I got the  nick
name of virgin surgeon.  I guess girls just found me
attractive.  Same for you, right?"
	"I can see that you are attractive.  I don't blame
them.  Boys find me attractive, but it's not the same.
 How did you become so accomplished at seduction?"
	"I don't seduce women who are unwilling.  Sex is a
physical activity.  It requires training,  natural
ability, and practice.  Just like  basketball.  Most
people don't get that."
	"How did you get it?"
	"About a year and half ago, my father took me to meet
some older women.  They taught me   various skills, 
positions, and how to pleasure a woman.  I  guess the
natural ability I inherited from my parents.  And the
practice,  I just told you about."
	"Even in this feminist day, no body ever took me for
training on sex.  Boys have all the advantages."
	"Girls are supposed to learn from their lovers.   In
the bad old days, men learned about sex from
prostitutes and women were lucky to learn about sex at
all."
	"But not all men are good lovers.  Naomi told me
confidentially that she and Steve had trouble at
first.  It's a credit to them that they were able to
work through it, but how many couples don't?"
	"Judging by the divorce rate, millions."
	"How can I prevent that from happening to me?  My mom
wants me to go on the pill, but I don't feel ready. 
She says I shouldn't wait until I'm twenty five, the
way she did, for some young man to sweep me off my
feet and into bed.  She's afraid I will miss some
wonderful experiences. I'm still a virgin because I
can't stand all the boys who see that I'm pretty and
think I'm easy. I've stopped going to parties because
I can't stand the pickup lines.  But I think I'm
missing something special."
	"Do like boys?"
	"I'm not a lesbian, if that's what you mean. 
Although I've called that."
	"What  do you want in a sexual relationship?"
	"I just want to be in control over what happens to my
body.  That's why  I'm a feminist and pro-choice.  
For most boys in high school, sex is about them, not
about their partners.  My girlfriends complain about
their boyfriend's egos.  These boys are such klutzes. 
What if I find a boy who is lousy in bed?  I don't
want to end with a  life time of bad sex just because
neither of us know any better."
	"I see why you think you need training."
	"I need a man who confident and experience, but
sensitive.  Maybe I should run off with your dad?   My
mom thinks he's sexy."
	"You can't.  It would be  child abuse and statutory
rape."
	"Come on,  I'm eighteen."
	"Technically,  you won't be eighteen for three more
weeks."
	By this time, they had reached one of the ends of the
lake.   Jennifer took the boat on the opposite tack
and headed home.   When they got back Jennifer thought
about her predicament.  By the next day, she had a
plan.  
	She and Bob went sailing again.  Instead of the one
piece bathing suite, she had a bikini under her t
shirt.  She did not raise the sails.  Rather, she used
the small engine to maneuver to a small inlet, which
was hidden by some islands.  Once there, she anchored
the boat, so she could have some privacy.  She went
down into the cabin, and then she called Bob down.
	"Doctor Bob, the virgin surgeon, wanted to operate."
She announced.
	When Bob came down into the cabin,  he knew exactly
what was happening, and didn't mind at all.  Jen had
removed her t shirt and was standing by the aft bunk,
wearing her bikini. Bob came over to her and gave her
a passionate embrace.  The kissed for a few minutes,
while Bob fondled her ass.  She then pulled away from
him and untied her bikini bra.
	She said, "I think you know what I want.  But this
has to be our secret.  We can't tell anyone."
	He looked at her and said, "I understand completely. 
But you have the loveliest pair of breasts I have ever
seen. They're so large and firm.  I can't wait to kiss
them."
	"What do you want me to do?"
	"Lie down on the bunk.  If you fell uncomfortable in
any way, let me know.  I want this to be good for
you."
	She felt good that Bob knew how to please her.  She
lay down on her back  and he got on the bed beside
her.  He put his hand on her left breast, as he kissed
her face and mouth.  He then worked his way down,
kissing her neck, chest and breasts.  He kissed one
breast while fondling the other and then switching.  
He then worked his way down to her stomach and below. 
When he got to her navel, he put one hand on top of
her mound between her legs.  He rubbed a few minutes
on the outside of the bikini, and then put a finger
inside.  Jennifer just had her eyes closed, soaking up
the feeling.
	Bob said, "Let me pull down you bikini bottom, so I
can pleasure you better."
	She raised her ass off the bed, so Bob could pull the
bottoms off.  He put one hand on her clitoris and the
other on her right breast.  He fondled both.  He put
first one finger, and then two, insider her slit.  She
was moaning with pleasure.  He moved his fingers
around the slit, and then he moved down to kiss her
clitoris.   The contact of his tongue sent her flying.
  As he continued licking her, she felt an
overwhelming sense of pleasure.   She started to jerk
around the bed, out of control.  Bob fought to stay
with her.  When she let herself relax, she stared wide
eyed at him.
	She said, "That was the most amazing feeling of my
life.  No wonder girls go crazy over their boyfriends.
 Did I just have an orgasm?"
	"Yes.  You did."
	"Wow.  I never had that before, even when I
occasionally  rub myself.  Am I still a virgin?"
	"Unfortunately, yes."
	"What do we do now?"
	Bob got up and pulled down his shorts.  He stood next
to the bed so she could see his penis.
	"Touch it, gently," He said.
	She did.  She fondled it the way she might fondle a
small dog.
	"Do you want me to kiss it the way you kissed me?"
	"Only if you want to."
	She reached over and kissed it lightly.  She was
surprised by how fast and large it grew.
	"Does it feel good when I do this?"  She asked.
	"Yes.  But  the important thing is how you feel. 
I've done this before, and you haven't."
	"It just feels weird.  Do you want me to continue?"
	"No. I want to make love to you."
	He pulled a condom out of his wallet and put it on.
She stared as his penis disappeared beneath the rubber
sheath.
	"Some men have their girlfriends do this for them,"
he said.
	"Your penis is so big.   Will it hurt me?"
	"I haven't killed anyone yet.  We talked about it
yesterday."
	"What will it feel like?"
	"You know the experience you  just had with me
kissing you down there?   Double it."
	She smiled and said, "Then bring it on."
	He climbed onto the bed and lay between the legs.
	He said, "Open your legs as wide as you find
comfortable.  Try to relax and enjoy it.  Let me do
the work.  I'm going to go slow.   If you feel at all
uncomfortable, let me know."
	He put his prick at the entrance of her vagina and
pushed in slowly.
	"Uggh!"  She exclaimed.
	"Did I hurt you?"
	"No.  Just surprised by how it feels.  Don't stop."
	He pushed slowly until he fully inside her.  
	"My dear, you are no longer a virgin."
	She smiled, even though she felt a twinge.  She said,
"Don't stop.  Fill me with pleasure."
	He pulled almost all the way out and went back in, 
hard.  He started to move in long slow strokes, like
an old fashioned steam engine.  With each stroke, her
pleasure and excitement began to build.  She grabbed
onto his back and pulled him closer so she could feel
him cover her body.  He kept pushing into her with a
slow steady pace.  He wanted it to last for her. But
it became more than she could stand. 
	"Keep going.  You're pushing me over the edge."  She
said, panting.
	He kept pushing her through her orgasm, and didn't
let up.  He picked up the pace and pushed her faster. 
He felt his prick tense up, so he knew he was going to
cum soon.
	"Hang on, I'm almost there." He said.
	"Yes.  Give me everything"
	He felt his prick explode, filling his condom with
jet after jet of love juice.  Just then another orgasm
roared over her like a wave,  covering her.  
	Bob felt his penis relax, so he knew he would have to
withdraw before the condom leaked. He got up and went
to head on the boat to empty the condom.
	When he got back to the bed,  he kissed her gently,
but passionately.
	She said, "That was wonderful.  I'm so glad I waited
for you, and glad that I didn't wait any longer. 
Thank you."	
	"You're welcome.  I enjoyed too. You were very good."
	"The only problem is that I think you spoiled me for
my boyfriend.  It's too bad we're cousins.  Otherwise
we could have a relationship.   I doubt I could find
another experience like this."
	"No.  I prepared you for your boyfriend.  If you find
a nice guy you'll have many experiences like this.  I
promise you."
	Jennifer hoped he was right.  She was a little bit
sore from the work out.  She went to the head and then
put on her bathing suite.  Bob found his short and put
them on.  Before she went on deck, she said,
"Remember, not a word to anybody.  This will always be
our secret."
	"I promise.  But if anyone asks us a direct question,
we can't lie."
	No one ever asked them what they had done on the
lake.  When they got back to the house, they just
talked to the family as if nothing had happened.   But
somehow,  as sisters, Ellen and Suzi knew that their
children had gone full circle. 

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