Chapter 3: Introducing a New Act: Boy to MAN

It was mid-Fall in the neighborhood ... I was still hitting the park for football after school with the guys, but now I wasn't going down the hill until after dinner, leaving only about an hour of daylight to play each evening ... I told my Mom that my new strategy was to go play late, to help work off the calories I had just taken in at the table. Not sure she bought it, but it sounded good. Truth? It was more important to get the full two hours of freedom and independence each afternoon, so I could focus on pursuits like watching that incredible film repeatedly, and learning as much as I could ... or checking out back of Bev's (and Barb's) house several dozen times for movement ... or, working a brand new angle – checking up and down my street and the next street for anything resembling a BABE. Having a bike and supposedly going up and down the hills for fun & exercise was a good cover, and making conversation with girls and women I wanted to check out was EASY.

So, the early tally from this new survey? Directly across the street, there was a little brunette in her late 20's, newly married and in her first home with her husband; a thin, boyish looking teen and her tall, athletically shaped Mom, who I took to be in her mid 30's, up two houses across the street; the pain-the-ass blond geek of a girl who I was forced to see at school every day, who was in the last house at the top of the hill; and, the "mystery Lady" on the next street over, who looked exotic and maybe middle-eastern (?). She was a single Mom, with a son about 5. She had family living right next door ... but ... because a household without a male figure, and any family led by a "single Mom" was still very rare and unusual – well ... that's what made her a "mystery Lady", I guess. Remember, the early-to-mid 60's were primitive times.

But my main focus was still next door ... Barb was getting more of my attention, for she was the "older woman". She snuck out on her back porch fairly often for some alone time, and if my timing was right, I could observe from up above at a bedroom window, or better – provided I was in place, from my new little hangout a floor below – yep, my soon-to-be-beloved BASEMENT ... peering through that little vent was outstanding! One afternoon I watched her from down below (thank God, no cigarette in sight this time). Barb was maybe 5'7", dark blond, shapely, with damn good legs. She was pure Eye Candy, and ... best part? I could NOT be seen from my viewing perch. The vent was maybe a 5" x 10" rectangle, with a heavy mesh guard running across – looking out, I could see everything, but if you were outside looking in, it was all black ... C-O-O-L!

It seemed that day that Barb was a little fidgety. First she sat on edge of the porch, facing my house ... then she slipped down a few steps, and lay back across the higher ones (that was nice – I'd never seen her in anything like the prone position), then she shifted to her right for awhile with her back against the back wall of the house. First it was knees up, wrapped inside her arms ... then it was knees down, legs fully extended, sitting on her hands ... Hmmm ... nothing to report ... that is, until she reached down to (I thought) adjust her panties inside her slacks. But oddly enough, she didn't pull her hand back out ... then her legs were moving, and she leaned back hard on the side of the house, head tilted back & chin up. DAMN! I had seen this in MY FILM – she was playing with her Pussy. She made it easier for herself when she unzipped her pants on the side. Now she had plenty of hand & arm room to zero in on herself. Suddenly I was dying to see if she had a good BUSH.

I had watched the Girls in the movie get off, now I was seeing it FOR REAL. She put her free hand over her mouth to muffle her reactions, but just kept applying pressure on herself until she gave a gradual, tight-lipped "ummmm", and rolled slowly over on her side – then, she quivered with aftershocks. What a sight! And all because she thought she had total privacy, and no risk of being seen ... WRONG! After getting her breath, she collected herself in a few minutes and went inside. Damn good show – I learned a LOT.

I decided then and there I wanted some of THAT. Because of my continuing FILM TUTORIAL, I knew how to Fuck, but I just wasn't sure I could get that far ... What little info that had reached me through the grapevine from adults was that Sex was mostly for men. Who are alleged animals, while women are calm and collected, and must follow the man's orders, until he is done. When the man is ready to blow his Load, he should cum on her tummy, or tits, or face, or best, IN HER MOUTH. Otherwise she could get pregnant if he shot inside her. Also it was for CERTAIN, that the woman got nothing out of it at all, she was just doing her duty – but pleasure? ... NADA. When the health teachers were counseling the 6th & 7th graders on all this, that whole line of crap was a turn-off. And DAMN, it was the exact opposite from what I saw in my "secret film" ... I liked every move and every position I saw in there – it was Guy-Girl, Girl-Girl, and young & old, for two solid hours – everybody seemed to be having one hell of a time ... and it sure LOOKED like the Girls were enjoying it just as much! It was just one long extended "DIRTY PART"! I was trying to figure everything out in the grand scheme ... so for the moment I bought into the fun and excitement, and kicked aside what rumors I'd heard, and the "learnin'" they were trying to shove down our throats in school...

My stepfather came in off the road for a couple of days, cramping my afternoon schedule badly, dammit. It was great to hear him say he was soon headed back out on the Highways. I saw Bev at School Lunch break two days later, so I figured I'd try a bold move, and see if I could kill two birds with one stone ... I conveniently rerouted my walk from point A to point B, to a path that took me right by her little clique. When I got even with them I said "Hi BEV!" The four 7th grade cuties didn't know what to do with that. But then she got up, as if to walk with me a bit – once we were out of earshot, I (I think calmly?) said to her, "Hey, if you're home after school, I can show you the basement". She got an odd look on her face, but then perked up and said, "sure", then ran back to her Girls – what was so great was (a) her affirmative response!, and (b) the Girls thought when she came up to me, I had turned her aside immediately!. GREAT! Suited me Fine...

So on the bus home I was thinking – yeah ... thinking that I had no plan whatsoever for Bev's "visit". I just decided to wing it, and see what might happen behind "closed doors" – IF I got her in there. So, about 30 minutes later, I was advising her to "watch her step" as she entered the Basement. I DID lock the door behind her, and immediately went up and got on the lounge chair. She didn't follow, for she was too busy casing the place, and adjusting her eyes to the darker room. I described every nook and cranny she found, to keep her busy. She then asked (or maybe TOLD) me, "You come down here a lot, huh?" I said yes, but only to listen to the radio and relax. She did a couple more 360's, then said, "well", and started edging toward the door.

I sat there, trying to muster some sort of magic words to stop her, because DAMMIT I had the Hots, and I wanted to touch her. So I semi-blurted out, "you know, I've been wondering if you Kiss any better now than you did a couple of years ago" ... she wheeled around, and walked very slowly towards me, then bent over slightly and waited. I took the cue, and raised my lips to hers and we shared about 3 seconds together. She didn't exactly jerk backward when she lifted her head, so I opened up my arms, she put hers around my neck then we kissed maybe 4-5 times, then repeated it ... but this time, with our tongues working. Then she lowered herself down to rest on her knees, which nicely positioned her between my legs. She didn't look at me directly, but she wrapped her arms around my waist and held on very tight. My mind was racing, but I calmed down a little ... After about 2-3 minutes of no words and a lot of holding, I said "this is a comfortable chair, come up and see". She climbed aboard without any more encouragement, and suddenly we were lying beside each other ... then we turned inward, and locked arms and legs and kissed for minutes. Then it was pure relaxation ( maybe my first "afterglow"(?) hahaaa ), and we used the next few minutes to 'fess up on some old issues.

I told her that my attitude toward her had changed, because she had changed (I was looking at a couple of the main "changes", between her neck and waist, but I don't think she caught on). She brought up the two hikes in the woods, and wanted to know why I ran away "when she wanted to strip for me" ... I reacted with some sort of combined gulp and dry heave, and told her she had scared the shit out of me ... which made her laugh! Then we more or less agreed that we had been having thoughts of a day like this, at various times over the last two years. Then the kissing started again, with me pulling her on top of me and moving her legs outside mine, so she had full freedom to move. She did not tense up, and seemed to just go with it all... "Are you going to FUCK me" came out of her mouth, and I was shocked to find out that she had been learning a bit along the way, herself...

I rolled her over, and asked where she got THAT word. So she opened up about her three best Girl-Friends, saying that She was the only one who "hadn't done anything" in her group. "But I'm just so scared of Boys, that's why" ... I shrugged my shoulders as if to say "WHY?", and she explained that a few months ago, Barb had a scare with her boyfriend – thinking that she might be pregnant. So the big speech her Mom gave to her youngest daughter – the speech that all Girls probably get when going from Elementary to Junior High – was filled with passion & Bible Belt venom ... something like "YOU will NOT have any BOYFRIENDS, no how, no way"... "There is plenty of time later for THAT" ... Bev explained it all in a way that I took to be honest and innocent, so I just took her in my arms, and said, "well, if we ever DO it, I promise you will LOVE it " ... and she held on tighter.

We started another kissing session, this time including ones all over our faces, on our necks, and with our hands beginning to move freely. She looked up at me and said, "you'll have to show me, I don't know anything" GEEZ, is THAT MUSIC to a Guy's EARS?!?!?

I told her that IF we did it, she would be totally safe with me ... Good thing I always wore my watch, for we had just knocked out about 90 minutes underground ... So we sat up, needing to get our feet on the ground – and to get back on Earth. After a little mute time, I offered, "OK how about day after tomorrow, you're at this door, I let you in, and we start from there?"

She silently nodded, then we checked to see that the coast was clear, before she exited and went down to her porch and into the back door. I had a HARD ON for another 15 minutes, and once again, I smelled damn good because of HER. But more important, I had bought 48 hours to study-up ... that is, IF she didn't change her mind ... Thursday afternoon could not get there SOON ENOUGH. Without really knowing the full definition of these words, all I could think of was to SUCK HER, then FUCK HER BRAINS OUT then CUM in her MOUTH. A tall order, to say the least – but I got that great idea from watching the run of events on that wonderful film. They all looked so DAMN HAPPY DOING IT ... then suddenly, I could NOT BREATHE.