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Thank you for reading, please rate and feedback is always welcome. Reminder all characters and locations are fictional, and everyone is 18 years of age or older at the time any sexual encounters occur. This is also a submission for the National Nude Day 2024 contest.

-Max-

My name is Max, age 23, and I get to marry my high school sweetheart today.

I first met Diane when I was a junior in high school. I was sitting in Algebra when a new student at the school walked into the room and sat down at the desk next to me. I must confess that I was only 17 at the time and my hormones were racing when I first saw her. I spent the entire hour watching her out of the corner of my eye, instead of listening to the teacher. When the bell rang, I would have sworn that one plus one was three.

I remember vividly that she wore a yellow dress that day. The dress emphasized her breasts in a way that was not fair for a boy of my age, and I could only dream of what they might look like underneath. One of the straps of the dress kept falling off her shoulder as she adjusted in the chair, but as soon as it would fall, she would reposition it back onto her shoulder.

When she walked in, the dress was just below the knee, but when she sat down, it pulled up just enough to expose the knees. Looking back, that dress was completely appropriate for school, but don’t tell that to my younger self in that room that day. The skin that it revealed was glowing in the light of the room and I felt like she was totally out of my league.

As we left the classroom, we went our separate ways down the hall. Later that afternoon, we met again in science class. To my amazement, she sat in the row right in front of me. Her hair was long and came down to about the middle of her back. She must have fixed the strap of her dress, as I recall that it didn’t fall at all during class. Again, the teacher could have given us all the answers for every test we were going to take that year and I would have still flunked.

When the bell rang this time, I had to run off to practice. I was on the football team as a backup to the backup Quarterback. Even at the small school that I was at, I wasn’t expecting to play this year. My hopes were that I might be able to get into a game during my senior year, if not win the starting position. However, I had to practice like I was going to start every game, just in case.

When the cheerleaders came out to start their practice, there she was. She was wearing sweats, but I remembered every curve of her body from earlier in the day. The problem quickly became that I was distracted by her, and not paying much attention to the practice. I quickly snapped back to what I was doing when I threw a ball ten yards behind the receiver and hit the head coach in the arm. He yelled, “Nice throw Max. Now lets see if you can complete it to someone that is playing in the game!”

After practice, the cheerleaders had already left, so I was not able to catch up with her and ask for her name. However, I think it was for the best, as I would have come across as a bumbling jock that first day and lost any possibility of a future with her.

The next day was about the same, except I finally introduced myself to her and finally found out her name was Diane. We had a pop quiz in science class, and the teacher asked everyone to pass our quiz to the person behind us. Since I was going to be grading her quiz, I felt like I wanted to mark them all correct, even if she got them wrong. That didn’t work as she got them all correct. I got my quiz back from the guy sitting behind me and found out I missed eight out of ten questions.

Things really were the same for most of the semester. I leaned to only glance in her direction during class, as I needed to keep my grades up or risk being kicked off the football team. Practice also went well. I felt like I was showing off for her, hoping that she was in fact looking in my direction.

Being the third string Quarterback, I didn’t get any actual game time. After warming up, I just sat on the bench for the rest of the game. I quickly learned where the best spot on the bench was to watch the cheerleaders. Diane looked amazing in her cheerleader outfit, and my hormones sometimes got the best of me. I do have to admit that wearing a cup and getting a hardon do not work well together.

Winter break arrived and I was disappointed that I was not going to be able to see Diane for a couple of weeks. However, while walking with some of my football buddies in the mall, there she was walking with a few of her friends. I wanted to be all macho in front of the guys, but that went out the window when I spotted her walking alone in my general direction.

Diane stopped right in front of me and asked, “I was wondering if you would like to go to the schools Sadie Hawkins dance that was coming up?” The other guys were astounded that a girl was asking a guy to be her date for a dance, but that is exactly what a Sadie Hawkins dance is. The girls ask the guys to kaçak bahis be their dates.

I was also astounded that she would ask me, but I quickly agreed. She gave me a hug and let me know that she would pass me her information during class. This confirmed that she not only remembered who I was but was quite possibly attracted to me. I don’t remember what I really wanted to buy at the mall that day, as I went home empty handed.

About a week before the dance, she gave me her address and told me to pick her up at her house at five. I rang the doorbell on the night of the dance and her father answered the door. I would guess he might have played football in his past, as he was still a muscular guy. The dance was a semi-informal attire event, so I was wearing a nice polo shirt and slacks. I think I gave a good first impression as her father soon stepped aside and behind him stood my date for the night.

Diane again impressed me. Her pink blouse accented her skin tone quite well, while she wore a long black skirt around her waist. If I had anything in my hands, I would have surely dropped it. I also had to keep from letting my jaw drop as I looked upon her. She introduced me to her father and mother before they gave her a hug to send her on her way.

The dance itself was uneventful, as we danced, we talked, and we danced some more. When I dropped her off, she asked me to walk her to the front door. Being the gentleman, I followed her request and escorted her to the door. Before Diane opened the door, she turned and gave me a kiss goodnight. I think she intended to only kiss me on the cheek, but she stopped and turned my head so that her kiss landed squarely on my lips. Our first kiss didn’t last long, but I still remember it like it was yesterday.

-Diane-

My name is Diane, age 23, and I get to marry my high school sweetheart today.

I must confess that Max doesn’t remember the first time we met. I first met Max in junior high school while in the seventh grade. We were in different classes, but we went on the same field trip to the zoo. I remember him simply because he was making a fool of himself as he tried to get the attention of the gorillas. I was more repulsed by him than attracted to him, but he did at least make an impression on me. Even if it was a bad impression.

I wasn’t much of a looker back then. I had braces and my body hadn’t started to change yet. I remember wearing a training bra, but wishing I had something for the bra to contain. To be fair, four years later, I now have wonderfully sized breasts to place inside my bra. I don’t think Max was even thinking about girls back then, and if he was, I would not have been one that he would have noticed.

Two weeks after that zoo trip, my father lost his job. We ended up having to move across the country when he found a new job working in the offices of a large company. I switched schools in the middle of the year and lost track of most of my friends that I did have.

This past summer, my father was promoted by his company to manage the local branch office. Ironically, this brought us back to the town I was born in and back to most of my friends from school. My parents tried to move back into the house they sold a few years ago, but it was not for sale. They did find a home that ended up being just down the street from my future husband.

I had been a cheerleader before we moved, and I was excited to be able to cheer with my new school. Practice started before school did, and that is when I spotted Max on the football field. They were practicing without pads, and I could tell that he had sprouted into a handsome hunk of a man. That was the first time that I felt my hormones run wild when I looked upon a boy, and my pussy got wet.

The first day of classes, I dressed in something that would surely attract his attention. Thankfully we had a couple of classes together, and I did get his attention along with quite a few of the other guys, and a few women as I walked the halls. I made sure that I sat next to him but played shy. I knew he was checking me out, and I didn’t want him to catch on that I was taking every opportunity I could to check him out as well.

Although I had known his name since he was making a fool of himself at the zoo, he got brave enough to take the time and introduce himself as we exchanged our quizzes in class. Now that we officially had met, I could start working my magic at getting him as my boyfriend. Every chance I got, I watched him, even if he didn’t realize that I was looking in his direction.

Right before winter break, an e-mail was sent out to all the girls at the school. This e-mail explained how the upcoming dance would work and that if we had someone in mind, to not delay in asking that someone to be our date. When I spotted Max at the mall, I knew it was the perfect time to approach him. I told my friends that I was heading to the restroom, however, Max and his friends happened to be in the same direction.

Being that I bedava bahis was asking him in front of his friends, I hoped he would be strong and accept my request, which he did. As school started back up after the break, I passed him my phone number and address during Algebra class. He passed back his phone number and address in our next class together that afternoon.

I was nervous for him to meet my parents, but it was the only way they would allow me to go to the dance with Max. Apparently, he met their approval, as they let their baby girl go with this football jock to a dance. They even set a rather late curfew for me, which I didn’t intend to break.

I loved dancing with Max that night. I really liked the slow dances as I got to have his body next to mine. I made sure I wore a skimpy bra that night so that when we had a slow dance, my hope was that he could feel my breasts pressing against him through the fabric. That night, I knew I wanted to kiss him, and I just went for the lips.

Being on the cheerleader squad, we attended most of the athletic events. I don’t think he was really into some of the sports that were being played, but I was there cheering, and he was there to support me as much as the actual team playing the sport. After one of the basketball games we were at, he even asked me out to dinner and a movie for our first date. I was so nervous, I almost called it off.

Turnabout was fair play when I got to meet his parents. After a late season basketball game, we were going to go for dinner. Max had forgotten something at home and needed to swing past to pick it up. He invited me in for a moment, instead of waiting in the car and his parents were sitting in the living room. He quickly introduced me before he left me alone with them to run upstairs to get something from his room. We chatted for a minute, which seemed like an hour, before Max returned with flowers.

-Max-

During the summer between our Junior and Senior years, Diane and I turned 18. We had been dating for a few months and we were growing quite attracted to each other. One evening, my parents told me to not come home until at least midnight. I made plans to go on a dinner and movie date with Diane. After the movie, we still had time left before the earliest I could be home.

Diane mentioned that her parents were out of the house tonight and that we should head back to her place, although her younger brother would be home but most likely playing video games in his room. She was right, as we walked past his room and he had his headphones on, so he didn’t even acknowledge our presence.

Once we closed the door to her bedroom, we quickly wrapped our arms around each other and locked our lips in an amazing kiss. We had kissed multiple times, but tonight seemed extra special. It may have been that we were truly alone, instead of slipping in a kiss after a movie or on the front porch before saying good night. It may have also been that I had not been in her bedroom before tonight. Every time that I had been in the house, our interactions were limited to basically the living room.

Diane must have felt that same extra special feeling tonight. As we broke our kiss, she stepped back and quickly raised her shirt over her head to reveal her bra. I think she did it quickly before she chickened out about what she was about to allow to happen. Her breasts were contained by a strapless white bra that was pushing the breasts together for ample cleavage. I have seen pictures of women in a bra before, but I felt a funny feeling rush through my body when I see Diane standing in front of me for the first time.

I finally heard myself say, “Wow Diane, you look gorgeous!” To this day, I don’t know if these are the actual words that came out of my mouth, but I believe they were.

Diane stepped forward and hugged me again, pressing her bra covered breasts against my chest. She also reached for my shirt and lifted it over my head after we stopped kissing. Playfully she turned and asked, “Mind helping your girlfriend with her bra clasps?”

This was the first time that I had heard her use the girlfriend term, but I couldn’t respond to that since I was so mesmerized by the request for unclasping the bra. Along with the realization of what was going to happen next. She had cupped her hands around her breasts, so when I unclasped her bra, it didn’t slide off.

She turned around and slowly lowered her hands, slightly tugging on her bra so it also dropped from her body. Her nipples were perky, pointing straight at me. Her breasts were smooth round pillows sitting under the nipples. I wanted to reach out but felt like I should only admire until given permission to touch.

Finally, Diane reached for my hand and brought it up to her chest. I was touching breasts for the very first time and I couldn’t believe it was happening. My hands fit well around her breasts and would later find out that she was a C cup. My hand froze, as I didn’t want to move. She finally gave me permission kazandıran bahis siteleri to lightly squeeze; they were soft. I felt my cock starting to get hard inside my shorts. I wanted to reach down and adjust, but I didn’t want to show Diane that I was so very turned on at that moment.

She leaned in again for another kiss, pressing her perfect breasts against my chest. Her hard nipples felt wonderful being pressed into my skin by her breasts. I was enjoying the moment so much; I didn’t even feel her reach down and start to unbutton my shorts. Soon she stepped back and pulled both my shorts and boxers down at the same time. My hard cock was released and was standing at attention, thinking it was going to get some action.

-Diane-

When my parents mentioned that they were going to a party and would be late getting home tonight, I knew I wanted to go further with Max than we had previously. I wanted to show him my body and I wanted to feel his body next to mine. I was so nervous; I could barely eat my dinner. During the movie, I kept a hold of his arm, pressing it against my chest. I was hoping to send the message that he could take a feel, but he hadn’t done that before, so I don’t know why I expected him to suddenly decide to take a feel of my breasts now.

I could feel my pussy getting wet as we were driving back to my place. I knew I wasn’t going to allow us to go all the way tonight, but my mind was thinking about finally seeing his hard cock and was reacting like sex could happen. Thankfully my brother was in his room. If he seen us come home, he would tell my parents for sure.

After our kiss, I knew I just had to surprise Max by removing my shirt. If I didn’t do it now, we may have just another night of kissing, and I wanted a little more. Since he was just standing there, I had to make the next move and kissed him again. This allowed my hands to get close enough to the bottom of his shirt to remove it. I had seen shirtless men before, including my father, but there was just something about Max that completed our connection.

I had seen in the movies the slow removal of a bra, and I hoped to duplicate the feeling of those scenes by allowing Max to release my bra. I cupped my breasts and turned my back to him. I was so turned on by the moment, I thought I might have an orgasm standing in front of him. Finally, I dropped my hands and pulled my bra off with them to stand topless in front of my boyfriend.

Max still didn’t reach out to feel them. I had to give him permission to follow his natural instincts to touch my breasts. The touch of his hand against my breast again almost caused me to have an orgasm standing there. I sensed that he wanted to continue our adventures in disrobing but wasn’t going to make the next move to reveal himself to me. I pressed my breasts against his chest and kissed him.

I reached for his shorts and pulled them down as we ended our kiss. I wasn’t expecting to also pull his boxers down, but this was the result that I was looking forward to. I had seen pictures of a penis before, but this was not just any penis. This was my boyfriends cock pointing straight at me. I wanted to touch it, but he broke out of his shell and started fumbling with my leggings. He was standing naked in front of me, and I was going to be standing naked in front of him in mere moments. I wanted to help, but also wanted the thrill of having the rest of my clothes removed by him.

Max took his sweet time getting my leggings even ready to pull down. He revealed my thong as he pulled them down. I knew they had slipped between my pussy lips, and he had a perfect view when he looked at that part of my body. I quickly yanked the thong down and let it drop to the floor. I stood there as he took his first good look at my naked body. I was also returning the favor and was taking my first good look at his.

Our naked bodies touched for the first time as we hugged and fell onto my bed. Our hands explored as our inhibitions vanished. When I felt his hard cock with my hand, his body jumped a little next to me. I didn’t stroke it, as I wasn’t wanting to go that far. I simply was amazed at how something so soft could become so hard and be something that I craved so much.

Midnight rolled around and I knew that my parents would be home soon. We both watched each other getting dressed, although I purposely didn’t put my thong back on to walk him to the door. As Max drove off, our first night of being naked together was short and I was already wondering when the next time would be.

-Max-

Our senior year had its highs and lows, and it started out with the lowest of lows. I was hoping to see some playing time during my senior football season. That ended during the third practice of the year when I broke my throwing arm. Not only did this end my season but it also ended any hopes that I could improve enough to get a college athletic scholarship.

Soon after, my parents were going to be spending the evening out of the house. Even my little sister was going to be at a sleepover for the night. I invited Diane over for some cuddle time, and she arrived soon after my parents left. She tried to hug me but settled for a side hug due to the cast on my arm. We cuddled and kissed quite a lot to start the night.

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