1. A Night To Remember


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

    lifetime of hiding behind long dresses and a stern preacher father. It's time for a change, I am in college now and I’m 20 years old.” My friends and I went to the mall to shop. They chose different outfits for me to try on. We laughed and had a good time. As I tried on the clothes, standing to look at my reflection in the mirrors, I knew I had made the right decision. I paid for my articles and buried my long drab dress in a bag. I knew I would need it when I went to visit Dad but, for now, I’d decided to wear one of my new outfits on the journey home. We walked out of the store laughing. I felt really confident about myself and thought I looked pretty good in my denim mini-skirt and and body-hugging white pullover shirt. The low, scooped neckline was very daring, displaying my cleavage. I’d never worn anything like it and it felt so different, so liberating. At the dorm, Joe was waiting for me. He wanted to make sure I was okay from the night before. He was shocked when he saw me. "Lizzie, is that you?" he asked, taking my hand and twirling me around. “Yes Joe, it's me." "What, why, what happened Lizzie?" “You Joe, you happened,” I said and smiled. “When I got back to my dorm last night, I realized I wanted to change. I wanted to be like everyone else.” Looking at Joe, I put my fingers to my lips again. "I liked it when you kissed me." Joe grasped my hand and, looking at me, said, “You’re beautiful Lizzie. Well, you were beautiful before but now you’re radiant. You look so ...
    happy, Lizzie." He pulled me close and I put my arms around him. Joe pressed his lips on mine and this time I kissed him back, as fully and completely as I knew how. From then, we started dating. For several months we never went further than kissing. Sometimes the kissing got pretty hot and heavy, but we would always stop. On the weekend of the last softball game of the season, another big party around a campfire at the beach was planned. By then, Joe and I were a couple and I was enjoying college life. But I felt that something was still missing. Game won, we headed to the beach. This time I rode with Joe. We talked about how our relationship had grown and how happy we were. But I told Joe that I felt that something was missing. He didn't understand what I meant. “We’ve got a great relationship, haven’t we?“ he asked. “We’re both honor roll students. I thought everything was great. I’m confused.” We’d arrived at the beach by then and Joe and I were again on the same team for the volleyball match. And, yet again, when the ball came flying over between us, we both jumped up to hit it but instead we collided in mid-air and down we went. Yes, Joe fell on top of me again! This time I wasn't so eager to get up. We stared into each other’s eyes and we were lost for a few moments. Then I heard someone yell, asking if we were okay. We snapped out of our trance and got up. But, at that moment, I knew what was missing. After the game, I asked Joe to go for a walk. We strolled along the ...
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