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Alison - Small Woman
Alison looked at me with a serious expression on her face. "I'd
like to make love to you."I was surprised. "I thought you wanted to hold off until our wedding." Alison leaned back against the couch cushion and sighed. "Eric, I love you. Isn't that enough?" "But why the change?" I asked, enjoying looking at her despite the serious subject. She was a tiny girl, barely five feet tall and quite thin. She was also beautiful, and she knew it. She looked good in almost anything she wore, and right now, she was wearing a red strapless spandex minidress, the type that looks incredible on the perfect body and incredibly tacky on anything less. "Do I need a reason?" "No, but I don't want you to feel guilty about it later on. You had plenty of reasons when you told me that you wanted to stay a virgin, and they seemed pretty good reasons." "OK," she said, and then paused to draw a deep breath. "Here it is. Ever since you proposed to me, I've been nervous about how big you are. I mean, you're more than a foot taller and close to twice my weight. I figure if we can figure out how to make love, there's nothing wrong with doing it because I really do want to marry you; if we can't manage it though, it's better to learn that now than later. OK?" "OK," I said, sighing. "Now what's wrong?" she asked, and then laughed. "Boy, we've sure killed cupid tonight. Come on, let's take a walk and see if there are any fireflies left out there." Her apartment was across the street from the park, and earlier in the summer, we'd sat there for hours watching fireflies while we talked about getting married. At the peak of the season, the fireflies along the creek in the park had been as good as a fireworks display. After she slipped on her sandals and led me to the door, we walked hand in hand out into the park. It was a clear August night, with only one or two fireflies high in the cool but humid air and the sound of crickets and katydids providing a constant quiet background. The fireflies flashed their lights slowly while we walked through the park, and after a while, she put her arm around my waist and I rested my hand on her bare shoulder. "So," she said, speaking quietly as we walked slowly back towards her apartment. "Do you want to make love? I've been on the pill for two months now, if that's any help." "OK," I said. She pulled away from me and looked sternly at me as we stood under one of the lamps along the walk. "OK's a nasty way of saying yes; it can mean you passively accept the idea, or it can mean you're willing to actively participate. Which is it?" 
"Want to do it here or in your apartment," I said,
suppressing a nervous laugh with a lame joke.She laughed lightly and began to pull up the tightly clinging hem of her dress. "Hey!" I said. I could make out a wisp of exposed pubic hair in the dim light. "I was only joking." She giggled and turned to walk briskly back towards her apartment. "I know," she said, looking back over her shoulder. "Come on, though, let's do it." I followed her back to her apartment, my eyes locked on her fanny as her dress slipped slowly back into place. I didn't say anything until we got back to the apartment, but I was surprised and excited by what I saw. Alison had always liked to wear very sexy clothes, but I'd never imagined that she'd go out without underpants. When we were safely back inside, my curiosity won out. "Alison? Do you usually go out with no underwear under your skirts?" "Sometimes," she said, straightening her hemline as she stood in front of me. "With this kind of dress, you really can't wear anything under it except pantyhose because it shows through, you know, panty lines. Pantyhose is OK when it's cold out, but in this kind of weather, I'd rather do without." She paused, looking thoughtful, and then grinned. "Does it turn you on to know that I'm not wearing anything under my dress?" "I guess it does," I said, looking at her. She hugged me, and I bent down to kiss her, sliding my hands down over her bare shoulders and onto the tight elastic fabric covering her back. She pulled herself against me, and then stepped back. "Let me undress you," she said, fingering my shirt. "I've thought about this quite a bit, I talked to some good friends at work, and I've read a few books. Girls usually have a harder time getting used to guys bodies than the other way around, and it's time I got used to yours." "OK," I said, feeling a bit nervous. I expected Alison to start with my T-shirt, but she went straight for my shorts, unzipping the fly and then undoing the button at the waist that held them up. The feel of her hands on me was at the same time familiar and new. We'd held each other many times as we hugged and kissed, but we'd never gotten under each others' clothes, and we'd avoided touching each other in ways that could only lead to frustration. Now, the rules had changed and she was touching me as she'd never touched me before. "The red briefs are cute," she said, giggling slightly. "I always thought you'd go in for white Jockey shorts." Do you always bulge like that? Do you mind if I touch it?" "Go ahead," I said, feeling a bit nervous about her reaction. She slid her hand gently over the bulge in my briefs, then began to pull them down. Her touch was exciting, but I was nervous. I knew she'd never seen a man's erect penis, she'd told me that, and I wondered how she'd react to mine. "Wow," she said, pausing to look at my penis. "It's big. Sit down, will you? I've got some studying to do; you may as well get comfortable while I do it." After I sat, she took off my sandals and finished pulling off my shorts and briefs, then returned her focus to my penis, kneeling in front of me while she inspected it. It was only half-erect, but her soft touch as she gently lifted it with her fingers was enough to remedy that. She touched the tip, then ran a finger gently around the head. "From what I read, this should be nice," she said, tickling the underside just behind the head. It was, and the growth in my penis eliminated any need to tell her so. She giggled at it, then sniffed her fingers. I was very erect and I wanted more. At the same time, I was a bit embarrassed; I'd fooled around with other girls, but always in the dark, and never with anyone who was so openly curious.
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