author: Uther Pendragon
title: Show and Tell
keywords: bg voy exhib nosex
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Show and Tell
by Uther Pendragon
anon584c@nyx.net
"So, wanna do something special today?" asked Pat. She
had short red hair and lots of freckles. She wore a plaid shirt
and the usual jeans and sneakers.
They were walking between two fields his dad had contour-
plowed that spring. Beans to their left, corn to their
right.
They walked to the end of the fields, and the road angled off
into the woods. "I dunno," he said. "What d'you wanna do today?"
They kept walking.
When the ruts petered out, they took the trail to the left.
Soon, he had to piss. "You go on," he said. "I'll catch up."
He stood well back from a large tree and let it pour out.
When he heard something to his right, he turned left to water the
bushes.
He zipped up fast and headed for the path. "Pat!" he said, "I
don't do that to you."
"I just wanted to see." The idea of her peeking at him excited
him somehow. And he had his curiosity, too. She turned off
towards the big meadow.
"Well," he said following her, "maybe I want to see, too." The
idea was exciting. Did she have hair there like the older kids
said?
"See?"
"See you."
"I dunno," she said, and was silent until they got to the
meadow. Then: "I will if you will."
He stepped out into the sunlight. When he could see after
stripping off his t-shirt, she knelt six feet in front of him,
untying her sneakers.
She stood up to unbutton her shirt. There were two triangles
of cloth on her chest, and she reached back to remove them. She
wasn't looking at him, but he stopped undressing to watch
her.
Her nipples looked like a pair of strawberries sticking out of
her chest. The freckles tailed off before they reached those
nipples. These stuck out towards him from a sweep of creamy-
white skin which reached the top of her flowered, white panties.
And she looked pretty! How could Pat look pretty? Her jeans
were down around her knees, but she reached for them when she saw
that his were still above his waist.
"No!" he said and pushed his clothes down, both jeans and
shorts. She removed her jeans, and stood with her thumbs inside
the waist of her panties until he stood before her naked except
for his pants around his ankles.
She pulled her panties down and stepped out of them. She was
smooth and bare there, with nothing like a cock, which he had
sort of known. The bigger kids had been fibbing about the hair.
A little fold or slit began in front and disappeared between her
legs. None of the details was really a surprise.
What did surprise was her beauty. This had been about
curiosity, not beauty.
His dick began to rise -- now of all times. He pulled up his
shorts, and she started to dress, too.
The End
Show and Tell
Uther Pendragon
2000/11/10
2001/09/10
2002/06/12
For another, even shorter, story about
another step into sexuality, see:
pharm.txt
"Pharmacy"
This story is indexed in the subdirectory:
yl.txt
Young Love
The index to almost all my stories:
http://www.asstr.org/~Uther_Pendragon/index.htm