Chapter 5: Her First Proper Orgasm

‘Ok, go and sit on the toilet,’ he said. ‘Have your wee, it’ll encourage any last drops of water to come out of you.’

‘With all the running water I was bursting by then, and as he showed no sign of leaving. I just let myself go. As I had my wee and heard it hitting the water in the pan, I thought to myself, ‘After what’s happened tonight, I don’t care.’

‘We walked through to my bedroom, me naked and him in his bathrobe. ‘Put your night things on,’ he said. ‘I put my shorts and T shirt on and saw that he had pulled the duvet right down. ‘Lie on your back on the bed.’ he instructed.’

‘Draw your knees up and your feet apart.’ he ordered. I wondered what was coming next. My vagina was still feeling very sore. He produced a few sheets of paper towel he must have brought up from the kitchen.’

‘I’m going to put these inside your shorts over your vagina,’ he told me. ‘If you still have any sperm or water inside you, it’ll stop you wetting your shorts or the bed. If you go to the toilet in the night, just flush it all away. You don’t need to replace it, if you’re going to leak at all it’ll be in the next hour.’

‘He lifted the front of my shorts and slid the paper towels down between my legs. ‘That’s the last time anyone touched me there until you did tonight,’ Cathy said smiling at him. ‘You’re right, I know now that Stanley didn’t do anything he shouldn’t, it was all in my mind. I’ll have to apologise to him.’

‘We’ll sort that out later,’ Lewis told her, ‘What happened next?’ ‘He put the duvet over me and knelt at the side of the bed. ‘You’ve learnt an awful lot tonight,’ he told me. ‘Use the knowledge as you grow up, but whatever you do, never tell anyone what you did tonight.’

‘Can you imagine what your mum or anyone else would say if they knew you had been holding my cock and playing with my balls. They’d be absolutely disgusted with you.’ He leaned over and kissed me gently on my lips. ‘Goodnight,’ he said, ‘Sleep well, and happy dreaming.’

‘He got up, went to the door, blew me a kiss, put the light out and went out. ‘How did you sleep?’ Lewis asked. ‘It took me a while,’ she said, ‘As I lay there, I thought about what he’d said about telling mum. I knew I should, but he was right, she’d have been horrified. As I imagined telling her everything that had happened, I knew I’d be far too embarrassed to even try.’

‘Then my vagina was hurting like mad. It wasn’t as painful as it had been when he’d actually been thrusting into me, but it felt very sore. I put my hand down inside my shorts and the paper towels felt damp. I put my fingers on my skin under the towels and felt the skin around my vagina.’

‘It felt very tender to the touch. I wondered about feeling inside but I chickened out in case it was too sore to touch. I lay there for what seemed ages suffering the pain, then I must have fallen asleep. I woke up in the night and saw it was three a.m.’

‘As everything came flooding back, I realised that the pain, although still there, had subsided a lot. I got up and went to the bathroom. I locked the bathroom door and took the paper out of my shorts. I was scared to look in case they were covered in blood.’

‘I felt so much better when I saw they were not only clean, but bone dry. They were actually drier than when I had felt them before going to sleep. But my shorts were bone dry too, so there couldn’t have been much fluid left in me, and it must have all dried out.’

‘I took my shorts off and had a feel around my opening. It didn’t feel half as tender, so I risked pushing the tip of my finger inside halfway and feeling around. I was overjoyed to find everywhere I touched was tender, but not too bad.’

‘I had a wee, put them back on and went back to bed. I went to sleep almost immediately and didn’t wake up again until nine o’clock. I got up pleased to find that most of my pain had gone. I had a shower, again remembering to lock the door, got dressed and went downstairs.’

‘Frank was preparing breakfast. ‘Morning,’ he said cheerfully, ‘Did you sleep well.’ ‘Yes, thank you,’ I told him. ‘Will poached eggs and toast, do you?’ he asked. I said, ‘Yes,’ and we sat and had breakfast as if nothing had happened.’

‘Later that morning mum rang me to say Nan had come through her operation fine. They’d had a visit with her and were about to start for home. ‘We’ll be home about two,’ she said. ‘Did you sleep ok?’ ‘Yes, thanks,’ I told her.’

‘I told Frank what mum had told me. he said, ‘That’s handy, I’ll go as soon as they’re back, I can get home tonight then. Mum always worries about me when I’m away.’ A little while later he suggested we walked into town and had lunch at McDonalds.’

‘We did, and it was just like we’d been friends for life. When we got back home, mum and dad arrived half an hour later. After a chat and hearing about nan over a coffee, dad ran Frank to the station. As we were all saying goodbye, he gave me a hug and kissed the top of my head. ‘Thanks for keeping me company.’ he said.’

‘After dad and Frank had gone to the station, mum asked if everything was ok. I assured her it was as I had decided I could never tell a soul what had happened. ‘Did you ever see Frank again?’ Lewis asked. ‘No, we seemed to lose contact with him and his parents completely after that.’

‘When did the last bit of pain leave you?’ Lewis asked. ‘I don’t really know,’ Cathy said. ‘When I went to go to bed that night, a new pain had started inside me. In the bathroom I discovered blood on my panties. I panicked thinking Frank had done some internal damage after all.’

‘Then somehow, I realised my period had started. Mum had said not to use a tampon to start with, so I put one of the pads on that she had got ready. I rinsed the blood off my panties then put them in the wash. Before I got into bed I went downstairs and told mum I’d started.’

‘She came back up with me and told me not to put my used pads in the toilet as it was bad for the drains. She gave me a special waste bin she had picked up ready. ‘Is it hurting a lot?’ she asked me. When I told her it was, she said not to worry too much as that was quite normal. ‘But if it’s bothering you, come and wake me up anytime.’ she told me.’

‘So how did it go?’ Lewis asked. ‘It was very painful right through,’ Cathy said. ‘I discovered later from a lot of the girls at school that their first one had been the worst too. But as I was trying to go to sleep, I started to think, ‘What if it wasn’t my period, what if it was what Frank had done.’

‘I fell asleep worrying that I might be bleeding to death. By the time my period had finished, I was so relieved that it had been my period after all. But I never thought about Frank or what had happened ever again. When I had my panic with Todd, all I remembered was a hard cock giving me pain.’

‘After that, the thought of sex frightened me, and I kept clear of boyfriends until I met Stanley. But when I felt his cock hard against me, even though our clothes were between us, the fear all came flooding back.’ As she came to a stop, she looked up at Lewis, smiled, and said, ‘But now I know why I feel like that, surely I can overcome it.’

Lewis smiled at her. ‘Yes, you’ve made it through, now we know what we’re dealing with, the easy bit is sorting it out. Sit up,’ he told her. He moved round to her side and took her in his arms. As she held him tight, she felt so happy.

Lewis kissed her head and told her, ‘You can soon begin your new life.’ She lifted her head and gave him a long kiss. ‘I’ll never forget today,’ she said. ‘You feel like that because it’s your first really happy occasion as an adult,’ he told her. ‘Once you are back with Stanley or a new boyfriend all your new happy experiences will override even today.’ They sat together for a while then Lewis moved back to the end of the settee.

Cathy lay down and Lewis massaged her head gently. Then as he rested his other hand flat and still on her hairs, she gave him a smile and said, ‘That feels lovely, no fear, just pleasure.’ Lewis started moving his hand round in circles over her hairs making Cathy cry out with delight.