Allison's Endeavors to enter Womanhood


Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers, Romantic, Humor, Petting, School, .

Desc: Sex Story: A late bloomer who has now entered Swanhood. These are the trials and tribulations of her endeavors to enter WOMANHOOD!


Author's note:

If you are expecting Wham, Bam sex every other page then THIS is not the story for you. IF our heroine ever has sex then the whole purpose of the story is ruined!

This story is a TEASE from start to finish. There will be a LOT of titillation, a lot of NEARLY doing what they both want but... Think of the old 'Perils of Pauline' cliffhangers with sex and you have a good idea of what I am after. I HOPE I can bring it off. I have asked several other authors who's work I respect to suggest additional scenarios for the couple. If YOU have something different that you would like to suggest let me know. As I said, I am open to a good suggestion. Like the Greek Tragedies, these will be called EPISODES, not chapters!

Allison McCleary was a very lovely young female. She was brown of hair, green of eye, long of limb, very shapely and a virgin! This was something that she was hoping to remedy in the very near future and had been making plans towards that goal. Allison was a late bloomer. An ugly duckling until she finally started to blossom mid way of her senior year in High School. She was still turning into a Swan when she graduated. She had been very active in many of the school activities but had never caught the eye of anyone she was interested in dating. Sure, she had been asked out by every nerd, wooze and loser in school but she was interested in someone who was closer to her ideal. Studdly, handsome, rugged, manly, tall! (You can see now one of her favorite pastimes, reading romance novels.) He would have to be tall for her to look up to him as she was 5-10 herself.

While working at the local florist Allison had met a young man who was spending the summer at home between his freshman and sophomore years at the same college that she would be attending in the fall. Charles Ashworth Pennington! Charles' Mother (an Ashworth of course!) made sure his WHOLE name was always used. The Ashworths were an old and respected family in that area of the state, the Penningtons had money. Charles' Father had taken over the old Ashworth Manor house by the simple method of purchasing all the mortgages, liens and outstanding debts against the property and then foreclosing. An arranged marriage soon took place and Charles was the results.

She saw right away that he was tall and handsome. As they spoke she found out that he played football which should make him rugged and manly. She had also seen him in a bathing suit as some of the girls around the pool teased him and knew he was also Studdly! If Charlie had a problem it was that he wasn't the brightest bulb in the pack. To make up for that deficiency however he was generous, funny, very open and extremely likeable. Oh, well, a girl can't have everything but Allison DID plan on having him in her bed before much longer.

Charlie's Mother was giving one of her special 'Teas' that week end and Charlie had invited her to attend so he could show her off. The fact that she would also be the only person there anywhere near his age had nothing to do with it!

Episode One

"Oh, Chaarlie. I'm so thrilled to be going to one of your Mother's famous 'Teas'. Only the 'best' people are invited to any of her functions," said Allison as she batted her eyelashes up at him.

"I still say they have to dust most of them off before they allow them out of the mausoleum! I think the youngest one there must be 90! I HATE these things yet Mother Dearest requires me to attend so that I can meet, be seen by and associate with my social peers. She's really hung up on this society crap as if the social scene in a town this size really meant something! We'll just walk around a bit, smile a lot and then beat feet out of there to have some FUN!"

Allison already had HER idea of what would be fun and hoped they coincided with his. TODAY! She would join the ranks of womanhood and LOSE her virginity!

When Charlie introduced her to his Mother he made the mistake of introducing her only as Mildred Pennington.

"It is Mildred ASHWORTH Pennington, Charles I have told you before that I am very proud to be an Ashworth," retorted Mrs. Pennington, excuse me, Mrs. ASHWORTH Pennington!

As expected Mrs. Pennington looked down her nose at Allison even if she had to tilt her head back to do it. Mrs. Pennington did not consider the McClearys to be social equals even if Mr. McCleary owned his own successful business. To hear her speak, they were simply 'in trade'. Allison didn't help matters when she reminded Mrs. ASHWORTH Pennington that the McClearys owned three of the mortgages on Ashworth Manor before Mr. Pennington bought them up.

The two young people circulated around the gathering, meeting, speaking with and socializing with all the others who had been invited. After more than an hour of this they slipped off to be alone, to be away from all the others. Charlie had been showing her through one of his father's prizes and the reason for the 'Tea', his greenhouse when they decided to slip away. One of his special hybrids, an African Violet was about to bloom. It was rare for this particular breed to blossom and they were making an occasion of it.

Cutting through one of the extensions Charlie had just warned her to be careful when she pulled him to her and kissed him deeply. The prim and proper white sundress she was wearing was low cut in the back and it was obvious that she was not wearing a bra. This was another thing that turned up the nose of Mrs. Pennington, Allison going braless and having a bosom to flaunt while she herself, even as an adult female who had given birth, was barely out of the training bra stage!

Charlie returned her kiss with just as much fervor and enthusiasm. In fact he went a little overboard as they moved closer and closer to the shelves of plants housed in this section of the greenhouse. One of his hands was groping her shapely ass while he moved the other up to fondle and gently squeeze one of her lovely melons. Her only response was to move closer to him and to assist him as much as she could.

His hands were feeling so good and they were having the desired effect and she just KNEW before long she would be joining the ranks of WOMANHOOD when suddenly Allison's back was drenched in cold water! The automatic sprinklers for this section of the greenhouse had come on.

When hit by the cold wetness against the heated skin of her back she, of course, bowed her back and moved forward to escape the torrent of falling water. This action on her part unfortunately knocked Charlie into the trays of plants just where two trays came together. His weight caused the other ends to fly into the air and hit the long trays above them knocking them down as well. There he was, sitting on the floor with pot after pot of plants cascading down on top of him.

Being hit repeatedly by the falling tile pots was bad enough however the plants inside the pots were a species of African Violet to which Charlie was highly allergic! Responding to her high pitched scream as a results of the sudden cold shower Charlie's parents came upon her trying to shield him from the falling plants, get those that had fallen on him off and to move him out of the way. As happens most times when you attempt to do two things at once, much less three you end up doing NONE of them and that was the situation that those responding to the screams saw. Allison was missing the falling pots, catching them on the first bounce as they ricocheted off Charlie and moving them aside. Again unfortunately she was placing them in such a position that they impeded her attempts to move Charlie out of the way of more damage. Luckily they were hitting him in the head which, as we mentioned earlier, was rather thick therefore not causing any real damage.

Turning off the sprinklers Mr. Pennington then moved to assist Charlie. So did his Mother who only succeeded in getting in the way even more until such time as the falling pots had stopped due to no more pots being on the tilted shelf to fall!

After having all the pots fall on him, the plants rub all over him and being exposed to their pollen (?) Charlie's allergies went into overtime and his breathing passages were closing up. To make matters worse, the prize African Violet that was the cause of the celebration had broken off and the Just-about-to-open bud was now lodged behind Charlie's left ear reminiscent of the South Seas Island girls!

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