A DATE WITHOUT MY GLASSES

I'm so excited to write here! Like, a friend told me 
about this site and it's so cool! I've read some of the 
stories and they are so hot, I was all flushed when I 
read them! And some of them, I simply had to touch 
myself down there, you know! 

You know, everybody is doing it, but to read about it.. 
and especially to write about it? WOW!!!

I sure got hooked on the stories. I like best the 
"first" category, it's so exciting hearing how other 
girls gained this joy! Oh, I know some of them are 
fantasy, and most are probably adorned and added to, 
but they could be based on reality, couldn't they? 

So I've decided that I'm going to write to you and tell 
my own story. 

Well it isn't really a "first" one. My first time 
wasn't so special, nothing to write home about. (LOL :-
), I think this is a great one, don't you?)You know, I 
was eleven years old, Bryant was a fourteen years old 
boy, our neighbor, and I had enormous crush on him. I 
would do anything he wanted me –and what he wanted was 
to pluck my cherry. So I let him do it. It hurt a bit, 
and stung, and I didn't enjoy it at all, although 
Bryant had promised me I would, but I told him I did. 

The main thing was to keep him with me, wasn't it? I 
didn’t enjoy the fucking later on either, not really, 
although I admit it was kind of nice, sometimes. I must 
confess that I enjoyed my hand better...and after three 
months Bryant just dumped me, saying he won't bother 
with little girls! And he has called me a slut! He had 
seduced me, and yet he called me a whore!! 

Really, I wasn't a slut! Not then, anyhow! Basically I 
was a nice girl, and shy, and after Bryant, well I 
didn't have a boyfriend until I was fourteen. 

I look quite well, even if I'm saying it. At fourteen I 
was 5'6" high, 90lbs. and my boobs were quite developed 
B size. I have a nice face, shoulder length dark blond 
hair and blue eyes. Oh and yes, I wear glasses. I've 
always worn them, and I never thought anything about 
them. Jeremy did, however. 

Jeremy was a boy, one or two years younger, with whom I 
started to date out of desperation. He was –still is- 
quite cute, I must admit. Any how he said that the 
glasses make me look like an owl and kept nagging me 
about hiding them when we date. I can't, I'm nearly 
blind without them! And he kept trying to get into my 
pants, but that I kind of expected, he was a boy after 
all, wasn't he?

I didn’t let him though. I did kiss him, and I let him 
fondle my boobies, which he liked very much, and I have 
even jerked him off when he complained too much about 
his "blue balls", twice, but I didn't let him get into 
my pants. At least not until that day. 

That Saturday we were going to the movies. Jeremy was 
supposed to meet me there, half an hour before the 
movie starts, since he went to a baseball game before 
that. As always he tried to persuade me to come without 
my glasses, "You will look much better without them," 
he said. That time I succumbed. 

After buying the tickets I've removed the glasses and 
put them in my purse. And, Oh, I had decided that maybe 
I would let him touch me, down there, you know. But I 
wouldn't dream of letting him fuck me! Oh, No! Just to 
be on the safe side though, I rushed back home after I 
had left, delved into Dad's drawer and filched one 
condom. Just to be on the safe side, you know. 

So, now I was walking up and down on the sidewalk 
before the movie theatre for half an hour, without a 
sign from Jemy. The worst part was that I felt like a 
whore publicly offering her body. What would happen, I 
dreaded, if the police searched my purse and found the 
rubber? They would arrest me for soliciting! 

It was about time for the show to begin and Jemy was 
still not in sight. Seeing the world as a blur, without 
my glasses, didn't add to my well being. And the time 
passed and it was already five minutes past the time, 
and I despaired and almost left... and here I have seen 
Jemy from afar coming nonchalantly, as if nothing 
happened.

"Come, hurry up! The show has already began!" I shouted 
and turned quickly into the movie house.

Jemy followed me, stopping at the popcorn vendor to buy 
some –as if we had all the time on our hands.

"Hurry up! We don't have time for pop corn now!" I 
said, and he answered: 

"Don't fret, pretty one, the show won't run away."

You could have knocked me down with a feather! It 
wasn't Jeremy at all!!!! I gasped and stammered, "You, 
you aren't Jeremy!!! I-I..."

He just smiled-well I felt he did. I couldn't really 
see it, you know, without my glasses-and with a mock 
bow said:

"True. I'm Derek. Nice to meet you."

"I-I can't go with you, I was, I was waiting for Jemy! 
I-I'm, I am going with him."

He laughed and said, "No, You can't go with Jemy. He 
isn't here, pretty one, you see, but you can go with 
me."

"I-I..." I stammered. "I'm waiting for Jeremy and I'm 
without my glasses, so I took you for him. I'm sorry 
but really I can't go with you."

"And who is this Jemy, any way? Is the jerk who stood 
you up and left you waiting for him? He is a stupid one 
too, to leave such a pretty girl alone!"

"I... No, I really can't go with you!" I insisted. "A 
decent girl can't go with just anybody. I'm waiting for 
Jemy," I added not very convincingly. Was Jeremy really 
coming?

"Come on, pretty one, don't waste your money on stupid 
jerks!" he said" You can see that he isn't coming, and 
you have already bought the tickets. Let's split the 
expenses."

And he turned around and went to the doors of the hall. 

"I-I can't go with you, you know, I don't know you..." 
I babbled tugging along after him. Scarcely seeing 
anything I have stumbled on the steps to the hall, and 
only Derek's grip saved me from a fall. 

"Caution, pretty one!" he said "Why don’t you wear your 
glasses?"

"I... Jemy asked me not to ear them," I stammered. "He 
said they make me ugly as an owl! And why do you keep 
calling me "pretty one?"

"Because you are pretty! What a stupid jerk your Jemy 
is! As if anything could make you less pretty!" 
responded Derek and helped me into the dark hall. The 
movie had already begun.

I must admit that Derek's compliments did make me 
happy. The only boys who had told me by then that I was 
pretty were my Dad and my uncles, and they didn't 
count. Oh I know, I know that it was just empty 
flattery but what girl doesn't like to hear that she's 
pretty? Even if she knows it isn't true? 

But then I have observed where Derek was directing me 
to.

"I... We can't go there, that's the love zone! It's for 
necking!" I exclaimed.

I heard the laughter in his voice when he answered, 
"And what exactly did you have in mind, going to the 
movies without your glasses?"

"But... but I don't know you! Only a slut would make 
out with a boy she didn't know!"

Derek turned to me and whispered in my ear, "I'll tell 
you a secret, pretty one: Nice girls do exactly the 
same things that sluts do, only they feel guilty about 
it. It's much better to be a slut!"

I was shocked. I didn't want to go with him farther, 
but on the other hand if I would make a commotion 
people would watch and might even recognize me. On the 
other hand again, here I was with that condom in my 
purse going to the necking zone with a stranger. I 
couldn't decide what to do... so I simply dragged along 
after him. 

He went to a scarcely occupied row in the back. We 
passed a couple in their chairs already deeply absorbed 
each in the other one, and took chairs far from 
anybody. I, at least, couldn't see anyone, but I did 
hear whispers, sighs and rustling noises not far away. 

I blushed, and I think that I turned completely 
crinmson. I knew exactly what the noises meant! Wow, I 
was So glad that it was dark! What was I doing Here 
with that Derek!! And now he was leaning to me and 
attempting to kiss me! I resisted. Really I did! 

"No! No,no stop it." I whispered. But he insisted, 
"C'mon pretty one, it's just a kiss, what's the big 
deal?"

"My name is Cindy," I whispered, "and please don't. You 
are not my..."

"And that Jeremy boy, he bought your lips?"

"Boy friend. No, Jemy is my boy friend," I said not 
really believing myself anymore. 

"Ain't I a boy too?" Derek asked mockingly. "And we are 
friends, aren't we? I even know your name, Cindy. But I 
like "pretty one" better."

To tell the truth, so did I.

He kept on and on and after some time and many 
attempts, I had the weird feeling that everybody was 
looking at us, since we were the only ones to make 
noise. So I did tell myself, "What the hell!" and let 
him kiss me... I must confess, I liked the kiss. I've 
got a goose pimples that spread, oh, all over me and 
the hair on my arms and thighs and my pussy tingled 
and... all that and we even didn't French-kissed! 

I sighed and kind of leaned on Derek, putting my head 
on his shoulder and cuddled to him.

He turned my face to him and kissed me again. I didn't 
resist very much this time, and his tongue did lightly 
caress my lips. Oh! My pussy did tingle and my nipples 
itched, brushing against my top tank, taut as some 
small fingers. It was so sweet, I really had trouble 
sitting upright and, well I did probe Derek's sweet 
tongue too. It was so sweet... and warm and slipping 
and sliding along, coming and escaping like some 
frightened kitten...

Meanwhile Derek's hands kept searching for my boobs and 
climbing up my thighs, squeezing my chest through my 
shirt and fondling under my shirt, and sliding under my 
skirt, and squeezing my knee. Like an octopus he seemed 
to me! I did fight him off, but when I have withdrawn 
his hand from my lap his other one was probing my 
chest, and when I pushed it away it landed in my lap 
and vice versa. 

All this squeezing and caressing and kissing, well it 
made me hot and I'm afraid when his hand squeezed my 
upper thigh I, well my pussy did go rather wet. Oh, how 
I blushed! One shouldn't be such an easy push-over! 
Good that the air cooled my exposed nipples. Exposed?! 
How come? When did I lift my shirt? But Derek didn't 
leave me much leisure for contemplation. His hands were 
squeezing and rolling my exposed nipples and sent a 
wave of fluttering butterflies into a pit that grew 
somewhere in my belly, growing and expanding and they 
were joined by a legion of them attacking from my 
crotch, when his hand crept up on my inner thigh.

"OOOH!"

I pushed his hand away into his lap-and felt a 
throbbing hot tumescence in his crotch. It was BIG! And 
HOT!! And it throbbed and trembled like a caged animal 
that wants out!

Those butterflies in the pit of my belly and the shock 
of touching that hot animal-well I didn't watch well my 
thighs and they must have used that opportunity to 
spread, and I felt Derek's finger on the edge of my 
pussy!! I snapped my thighs closed but it was already 
too late... His digit did find my slit and was sliding 
along its edge, sending waves of cramps up my spine and 
into the pit in my stomach that expanded and was 
threatening to swallow me. 

The pleasure waves from my tits that he kept fondling 
caused a storm in my belly, and I was losing my breath. 
I fought a loosing battle to clench my thighs, but they 
did slide slowly open an when Derek timed a deep kiss 
with a sharp pinch of my nipples his finger did lodge 
in my wet cunt... I sighed and moaned into his open 
mouth and my pelvis gave jolts when he tickled my 
nubbin. 

It was as if they connected me to electricity - I've 
lost all control on my pelvis and could but follow the 
delightful waves of feelings that my cunt sent to my 
brain. My brain? I was still embarrassed of what I was 
doing and, honestly, I thought that if I would make him 
come perhaps he will stop. That's how much brain I have 
got by then! 

I unzipped him, and pulled the poor dear pent-up animal 
out. It was so hot! And hard and soft both together! 
and I.. I just felt I wanted to cuddle it... I rubbed 
it and fondled it, speeding up the pace to match with 
the pace of my own jerks until the orgasm hit me... 

My pelvis and hips jerked and jumped on their own 
volition, and all the will power that I could gather 
was to refrain from screaming. I did moan, though. 

I climbed down from my orgasm's pinnacle breathless, 
panting heavily, feeling Derek's weight on me, while he 
was attempting to shove his dick into me. I wanted to 
say, "Wait, I'll jerk you off when I catch my breath." 
Honestly I did, but all I was able to gasp was, 
"Please... my purse... rubber... please!"

The sweet boy did put the rubber on, and shoved his 
beautiful magic wand in.. WOW!!! I had never, NEVER, 
felt so full, and content, and aroused and OHH all 
together and I felt that I just must have it rub me! I 
heaved against Derek's thrusts, and heaved, faster and 
faster, climbing to some yet unfelt pleasure, when some 
deep strong staccato thrusts told me that he had come. 
Derek dropped on me, squashing me into my chair, with 
my legs still wrapped around him. I felt so frustrated! 
I just HAD to come with him deep inside me! 

I tried to heave but in vain - he was spent. His 
wonderful dick was half flaccid and slacking every 
moment. 

"Please, don't stop!" I begged him. "Don't, don't pull 
out yet please!!"

"No use beautiful," he responded. "I'm all spent. 
You'll have to wait until I reload." 

"Noo!" I wailed, "I want to cum, please make me cum!!" 

"Oh, pretty one, I'm so sorry, perhaps you can make my 
cock revive faster you know if you play with it, or 
even better, suck it?"

Well, there was no time to lose. I was all hot and 
horny, and, after all, what was sucking his dick after 
I had already fucked him? 

Derek leaned back and I took his now flaccid dick in my 
mouth. My juices on it tasted kind of funny, I must 
say! Tangy and a little salty with some sweet 
overlay... and the smell made me even more horny-if 
that was possible. But I didn't like the taste of the 
rubber that I began to taste after few licks. I peeled 
off the condom and proceeded to suck and lick the DICK 
itself. 

Wow...it was quite a mouthful, even in its flaccid 
state and it was hot! And salty with some slick goo, 
Derek's semen, I knew. It tasted awesome! If I hadn't 
wanted it so badly in my cunt I could have licked it 
forever! 

Derek evidently enjoyed my treatment. He made small, 
content noises and kept pushing my head down on his 
dick until I hit his pubes every time. I didn't mind, 
until after some time the growing dick made me gag.

Oh! I realized that Derek's dick was responding! And 
growing! I didn't mean to waste any of it on my mouth! 
With some effort-Derek didn't want to let go- I managed 
to pull it out and I climbed on Derek straddling him, 
and stuffing his half erect cock into my pussy

Oh yes! This was the feeling of fullness that I had 
been waiting for! Derek's face was diving deep into my 
boobies and he started kissing and nibbling my nipples, 
sending some huge fluttering, searing wings of into my 
pussy, to the accompanying dramatic music of the movie, 
so suiting to the occasion. I kept humping Derek, with 
him responding and the dick kept growing in me, getting 
as hard and big as ever.

"Oh, yesss!" 

I increased my pace, going a bit wild and fell in 
between the rows of chairs, with Derek's dick yet in 
me. He was humping forcefully now, his cock filling me 
so much. OOOH! I felt him striking again and again 
against my crevice!. All I wanted is to keep feeling 
this indescribable pleasure of fullness. OHHH!. My 
vagina was heaving and squeezing and rubbing with 
rapidly increasing speed –oh what a bliss! With a roar 
everything went dark around me and I shook, or rather, 
the world shook around me.  

{Now that I'm recalling my feelings, I think it was 
something like the big bang. You know the universe 
collapsing into a dot and then BANG!!! Sorry, I'm a 
sucker on science}

When I came to, the movie was ending, and people 
started rising in their places. Even around us. Derek 
kept nudging me to straighten my clothes and fix myself 
up. But I asked him first of all for my purse. No, I 
didn't have another condom there -and any way it was 
too late.

I know, I know! NOW you're telling me not to fuck 
without protection- where were you then? I put on my 
glasses when the lights went on, stopped Derek's hand 
and looked at him. My dicky, he was so nice! Long, 
thick and swarthy, with a red mushroom head. I longed 
to kiss it, but the lights were on and people were 
milling around us and... Well, I thought, I'll have 
another opportunity. (Ad I did) 

Oh yes, Derek? Well, he was a quite regular boy. A 
little shorter that I was, dark haired, with rather 
nice eyes. I made sure that I was going to meet him the 
coming week with my glasses on. Jeremy? Well, I told 
him the coming day that I had waited for him, without 
my glasses, until someone came and I went with him and 
fucked him. He didn't believe me. 

I have no regrets and feel no guilt. That makes me a 
slut, doesn't it? Well I'm glad that I am! It's so much 
more fun!