1. A Night To Remember


    Date: 9/21/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: Simplicity, Rating: 27, Source: LushStories

    My name is Lizzie and I am a 20 year old daughter of a preacher who drilled into me from an early age that boys and sex were a “no no” and, especially, that sex before marriage was forbidden. I am very friendly but, because of Dad’s teaching, I’ve had little to do with guys beyond saying hello and goodbye. My Dad, in fact, has always ruled me. Mom passed away when I was much younger, so it has been just him and me and I have done everything he’s asked because that was the "proper and respectable" way. I even had to beg my father to allow me to stay in the dorms at college, instead of going to a local college and living at home. So, being in college is all new to me. I am still trying to respect my Dad’s wishes and finish college before becoming involved with anyone. Dad says there is plenty of time for boys after college. I play all kinds of sports. At 5foot 4inches tall, with blonde hair, blue eyes and weighing 115lbs, I am in very good shape. We have a lot of team parties, some of which I go to, but mostly I stay in the dorm because of the way I was brought up. When I became more familiar with the girls at college, I saw that, of course, they were all talking and flirting with guys. Although I was known to the 'in crowd' through playing sports, I remained on the outside because I had nothing to do with guys. I didn’t wear make up or dress like everyone else. My dresses were long, falling way below the knee. So I was really plain, drab even, and despite having a nice figure ...
    I was not at all sexy. One weekend we had a really big softball game and, as usual, there was a party after the game. My friends asked me to go to the party, which would be be one of the biggest of the year. It would be on the beach, with a camp fire, volleyball games, food and be a lot of fun – and, yes, guys would be there. I told my friends I probably should not go, but they begged and begged for me to go with them. They said they would stay with me all the time and, finally, I was persuaded. We won the softball game and so everyone was really excited. We went back to our dorms to change from our uniforms into beach clothes. Because of my father's beliefs, I did not own a bathing suit, so I put on a pair of long shorts and a big T shirt. A friend asked, “Where’s your bathing suit?” I explained I didn't have one, so another friend gave me one of hers to wear. When she handed it to me, my eyes grew wide in alarm and I told her that I could not wear that. I told her that my father would kill me if he saw me in something like that, because it hardly covered anything. After several minutes of discussion, my friend convinced me to wear it under my clothes, just in case I changed my mind, though I knew I would not. We left for the beach and, I must admit, I was a little nervous. This would be the first time I had been out to a party with a lot of guys in an unsupervised atmosphere, and when I would depend on someone to get me back to the dorms. At the beach, we unloaded the cars ...
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