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I was a year older than her, and a bit wilder. I hung around with a wild group of guys, dated easy women, and had a bad reputation. I would often catch Mary Ellen looking at me in school, but I really didn't pay too much attention to her. She was rather plain looking, but had a good body, and great legs. (I'm a leg man). Like I said, she wasn't at all pretty, and I really didn't give her the time of day. Besides, I thought she was too straight laced for me.

Speeding up a bit, we graduated out of high school, with her going to a good Catholic college, and me going into the Marine Corps. It wasn't until I was in Vietnam, that I got a letter from her. Quite a surprise really, because we had never dated, or even talked to each other for that matter. She told me that she had gotten my address from a friend of mine, and that she thought she would write.

When I got back Mary Ellen and I started dating. I still remember the first time I went to her house to pick her up. She was dressed in a skirt and heels, her parents were sitting in the living room to meet me. We went to dinner and then to a drive-in. After the movie started we started making out for awhile, with me trying to cope a quick feel. She kept saying, "please don't", until I could hear her breathing getting heavy. I then slid my hand up her skirt, past her nylon tops (wore those stockings then), and slipped my fingers in her pussy. She was "soaked", and dripping wet. She pretended to try to push my hand away, but then I slipped another finger in and continued to finger-fuck her for another five minutes.

Here was this prim and proper Catholic school girl, that just became an elementary school teacher, in the front seat of my car, with her skirt bunched up around her waist, with me finger-fucking her. I couldn't believe that this was the same shy girl that I passed in the hall in high school.

Even more surprising was when she started to rub my hard-on through my pants and then then take it out. She stroked it a few times, and then went down on it with her mouth. Her head bounced up its entire length, with me going crazy in the process. I was about to come and told her so, thinking that this "good Catholic girl" would stop. But instead, she quickened her pace until I shot a massive load in her mouth. I could see her swallowing constantly as I came. She then sat up in the seat and wiped her mouth with her hand.

I was totally shocked and didn't know what to say. All of the other women I had gone out with never swallowed the load, but she did. She then told me, "I had to have that sperm any way that I could. I'll suck you dry any time that you want. I want to take it with me when I go home".

I was blown out of my mind(no pun intended). Here was this girl that I thought would never possibly kiss a guy on the first date, sucking my cock and swallowing its load like a cheap slut. I then noticed a large wet spot on her seat, where her skirt was bunched up. She kept rubbing her legs together and I could hear her nylons rubbing against each other. She told me then that she couldn't stop dripping because she was so turned on, but that I couldn't fuck her.

It became the normal activity after that. For months we would go out, and the night would end with her giving me a great blow-job. Sometimes we would be in my car, other times we would be in her parents living room after they went to bed. She would always be dripping wet but refused to let me fuck her no matter how hot she got. We progressed with me fucking her mouth like a pussy, and she even allowed me to shoot my sperm all over her face at times. I continued to finger-fuck her with one, two, and then three fingers. Her hips would be pumping to meet my fingers until she came, but wouldn't allow me to use my cock. A year or so later we got married and things really got hot.

part 2 to follow.