Where it happened: Graduation Party
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Mr.Paul Adams was my biology teacher in high school. He also taught Sex Education — a voluntary course offered, beginning in our sophomore year. I was 16 when I took the course. And I’m glad I did. It was a co-educational class, boys and girls in the same class. Mr.Adams had been teaching at the high school for about ten years. He was now 35, but not married. He was quite handsome and had a great personality. He was a very matter-of-fact teacher, and although it was not an official text book, he had several copies of “The Joy Of Sex” which he passed around during his lectures, which contained very explicit illustrations, which he explained in grear detail. In his initial talk, he explained to us that the penis and vagina were simply body parts that performed different functions. Just as the eye was for seeing, the ear was for hearing and the mouth was for speaking and communicating, the penis and vagina had the functions of giving pleasure and for conceiving children.And he was very adamant that neither function was exclusive — that the sex act was not always for the purpose of having children, but was also for the purpose of conveying love and intimacy. He was also quite vocal when telling us about the laws concerning sex, and how the “sex police” in legislatures and courts had turned a perfectly natural act into something to be avoided or shunned.
At any rate, we learned a lot that year,particularly that we should not be ashamed of our sexual feelings, and should not be embarrassed about having erections or yearning feelings in our vaginas.
I would see Mr. Adams in the hallways from time to time during my Junior and Senior years, and we would say hello, but nothing more. Then came Graduation, and lo and behold, a number of teachers were invited to our Graduation dance and party at the Country Club on the lake. I went to the dance with a friend of mine, who was not really a boyfriend, but just a friend. To my surprise,though, during one of the dances, Mr. Adams cut in on my escort and began dancing with me. It was a slow dance and he held me very closely. I could feel his erection pressing against me. Gradually he guided us off the dance floor onto one of the patios which surrounded the Club, where he began to kiss me. It may have been that he had a few too many drinks or it may have been long suppressed passion that he had for me, but,at any rate, that evening Paul and I made love — out by the lake beneath a large willow tree — my first time, but not his. It was the most beautiful experience I ever had.We never did it again, but I will always rememberit.
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