Sueanne was happy to return home to her daddy's mansion and was no longer intimidated by his strict rule of the house. She still loved and respected her father but she no longer wanted to be fucked by him. It was far too complicated, she thought, to get involved with an authoritarian man like her father. He would probably never let her go out with other men, never let her be free to enjoy her new-found sexual pleasures.
But the open sexuality of Sueanne's frame of mind seemed to penetrate her daddy's psyche and for the first time since her mother's death, the rigid man began to date a local widow. Sueanne was delighted to hear them fucking on the downstairs couch one night when they assumed that she was fast asleep. Her father seemed to be much nicer and freer in his affection for his daughter after he began his nightly liaisons with women his own age.
As for Sueanne, she glanced around the school ground and discovered there were a dozen worlds to be conquered. Boys who ached with sexual desire and who didn't know bow to do it. They took young girls on dates and rubbed their tits and tried to hold them down and ram their cocks in them.
Poor dumb boys, Sueanne thought, they need someone to teach them how good love-making can be.
The girls, as well, were confused. Sueanne knew that all her girl-friends had interlocked the concepts of making love and being in love. They wanted romance every time a dick came in their cunt.
It seemed to Sueanne that she had a lot of work to do. Constructive work, social work, one might call it.
She began with her friend Rosie who had been going steady for two years with a boy named Roger. Rosie had admitted to Sueanne that she only allowed Roger to suck her tits and rub her cunt. Rosie wouldn't let the boy put his dick inside her until they were engaged, until she was "in love".
Sueanne invited Rosie to spend the night, a cold night in mid-winter. As they snuggled under the thick comforter on Sueanne's double bed, Rosie assumed she was in for a night of girl-talk, gossiping and fantasizing about boys and the future.
She was surprised when Sueanne pushed her back onto the pillow and began to stroke her breasts. Oh, they had played around in Junior High School, but that was kid stuff. What Sueanne was doing to Rosie at that moment, sucking the girl's nipples to erection, rubbing the girl's hot, wet slit until it was swollen and ready to be sucked, was not kid stuff.
Rosie groaned and let her thighs be parted by Sueanne's talented hands and cried out in delight when Sueanne's face pressed deep into her throbbing young cunt and sucked it until she convulsed in orgasm and showered Sueanne's smiling face with her hot spendings.
Sueanne turned Rosie over, making her get into position on her hands and knees. With three firm fingers, Sueanne broke her girlfriend's cherry while she stroked her clit to orgasm at the same time.
By the time the moon was setting and the first glow of daybreak cast its beams across the bedroom, Sueanne had initiated Rosie into the joys of ass fucking and cunt sucking. Rosie would never be the dreary little romantic that she had been the night before, again. She, like Sueanne, was on the brink of womanhood and, at last, she understood that a boy named Roger was to be used and enjoyed, or gotten rid of. That no one could make themselves "fall in love". When the time came for Rosie, it would happen. Just as it would for Sueanne. Until that time, they could have fun with each other and with their boyfriends.
That Saturday night they double-dated, parking after the movie in the same dark woods that Sueanne had been trapped in. Sueanne could see, through the steamy car window, that same path that led her to a new and wonderful understanding of life.
When Billy grabbed for Sueanne's tit, she took his hand and gently showed him how to rub a nipple so it brought pleasure to the girl. She took his cock out of his pants and stroked it gently as she led his fingers to her cunt and showed him how to stroke a clit.
She let him kneel on the car floor, between her legs, and push his hot cock into her cunt hole while his hot tongue licked her tits. And, with her heels, she moved the boy's awkward hips in and out at the steady pace that satisfied her desires. And when he had shot his hot load into her chasm, she pushed his shoulders down until his tongue was on her clit and she gently instructed him on how to suck her off, making him lick and suck her spendings until her pussy was spanking clean.
In the back seat, Rosie was on her knees on the car floor, Roger mounting her from behind. She made him lick her asshole until it gaped and sucked at his hot tongue and then she ordered him to push his hot dick into her nether hole. As he pumped in and out the dark asshole, she pulled his hand around and showed him how to rub her clit to a wild and furious climax.
And when the boys had taken them back to Sueanne's mansion, the girls tip-toed quietly through the living room, trying not to be seen by Sueanne's father who was pumping into the gaping, hot and hungry cunt-hole of the high-school gym teacher.
Upstairs in Sueanne's room, the girls hurriedly undressed and mounted one another in a sixty-nine position, Rosie's hot tongue finding Sueanne's clit and Rosie's fingers driving deeply into Sueanne's cunt.
Sueanne plugged Rosie's asshole with three fierce, stiff fingers and rammed them in and out as she sucked Rosie's flaming clit to climax.
"I'm so glad," Rosie whispered in Sueanne's ear as they rubbed their bodies together afterward, Sueanne's pouting pubis pressing hard into Rosie's open cunt beneath her, "that you learned what making love was all about. It's really changed my life. I'm going on to Nursing School after high school, now I know that I can fulfill myself and have a good time, too. I don't have to get married until I find the right man. But I can enjoy all the cunts and cocks I want to."
Sueanne smiled and shifted her body so their clits would rub together as she speeded up her movements to bring them to another climax.
Rosie was right.
Someday, Sueanne hoped, both of them would meet men that they could love and live with in the same happy and loyal way that Mike and Myrna had built a life together.
Sueanne had learned, from her wild weekend in the snow-bound cabin, that you don't have to be in love to have sex. And you don't have to have sex to be in love.
But what a ball, she thought, if you could get both of them going at the same time. That would be dynamite and she hoped that someday it would happen to her.
Meanwhile, in Mike's suburban home, Myrna sucked happily on her husband's cock while his hot tongue worked on her stiff clit. Both of them knew how lucky they were – they had the best of all possible worlds.
And, without the knowledge of the other, they bothb were grateful to a sixteen year old blonde who led them back together again.