1. When I Was a Kid Part X


    Date: 10/10/2014, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Teen Male/Teen Female, Young, Author: Hugh_Jardon, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

    was flustered. Mark looked at me, I looked at Mark. “Girls.”, I said and patted Mark on the head. Paula was pretty cold to me after that. I figured she would get over it. My family arrived while the ambulance was leaving. The manager filled them in on my activities and my mom was relieved that it wasn’t me in the ambulance. My sister, Ann, was the only family member that mentioned my good deed. When I Was a Kid #44 Monday was a hot and dry day. I slept in my own bed. Paula didn’t call and I didn’t call her. Tuesday was a repeat. Wednesday was a different story. I did my paper route as usual, ate breakfast with my mom and went to work at the stables. It was slow so Smokey sent me home at noon. My sister stayed and that made me curious. At home I had a bologna sandwich and milk. I was trying to find something to watch on T.V. With only three channels there wasn’t much. I had just turned off the T.V. when the doorbell rang. It was Phyllis. She looked hot. Not in the way we mean it today, (although??), I mean she was sweating. I quickly looked to see if any neighbors were about and then invited her in. “Man you look hot. Want something cold to drink?”, I asked. “Yeah sure.”, she said following me into the dinning room. “Have a seat.”, I said gesturing to a chair. “What brings you around?” “David said you were interested in my charts.”, she replied. Sticking my head into the freezer to get ice, “Coke, root beer, or cream soda? What charts?” “Cream soda. My cycle charts.”, she ...
    said. “Cycle charts?”, I inquired. “You know, my periods.”, she said. “Oh, those charts.”, I said feeling dumb. “Here you go.” I handed her a glass of ice and a can of pop I had opened with a church key. Phyllis was wearing a white sleeveless blouse and cut off jean shorts that fit snugly to her butt and hips. She was sporting a bit of cleavage in her shorts that today we call a camel toe. She had white tennis shoes on without socks. She was a petite girl barely coming to the center of my chest. I was staring at the bra that was pretty small but she did have teats. “David said you were interested in how they work.”, she said. “Umm…yeah.”, I said coming back to reality. She went on to elucidate on the rhythm method of birth control. She explained it was the only method that the Pope approved of. She had this calendar with her, it was just a regular store bought calendar. She showed me where she took her temperature every morning before she got out of bed. She said that she had been tracking her periods since she turned twelve. Her older sister had showed her how because her mother would have freaked. “You see, every morning it is pretty much steady until yesterday it dropped a little.”, she was showing me. “And then this morning it spiked. That means don’t come near me! I ovulated today.” “Oh eggs!”, I said proudly. “Well at least one.”, she giggled. “Also my cervical mucus is clear, wet and stretchy. Another indication of ovulation.” “Oh wow! Can I see?”, I said without thinking. ...
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