I didn't notice Ramona until my second year in High School when her locker in the hallway was just a few feet from mine. The school we attended was a 3-year High School, so we were in the Junior Class and 16 years old at the time.
I noticed several times that she would seem to be watching me and smiling. Then she began to walk by me and smile more and sometimes say, "Hi". "Just a classmate being friendly" I thought to myself as I said, "Hi" to her.
The Music class was the only class we shared. She had a wonderful voice and was the favorite of our teacher. She was always there early and stayed as long as possible, while I was "last in, first our" because I had no ear or talent for music.
Near the end of our school day every Friday the entire student body would assemble in the auditorium. Sometimes it was to be addressed by some of the faculty, sometimes we had entertainers such as magicians, but frequently we watched movies including the latest news clips from the war in Korea . Somehow Ramona always found me and sat next to me. She would rub shoulders with me and smile, and if the lights were dimmed for a movie she would reach over and hold my hand, or place her hand on my thigh and gently massage it. She never groped my crotch. She just caressed my thigh softly. When the lights came back on and we were dismissed she would smile at me and say, "That was fun!"........and then leave.
The last week or weeks of school before summer vacation each class would hold a class dance. When the date of our class dance was announced that year Ramona came over to my locker and asked me if I was going to attend the dance. When I told her I wouldn't because I didn't know how to dance she frowned, and then her face brightened when she said she would teach me how to dance so I could go with her as my date. I asked her when she would TRY to teach me, and she wrote her phone number on a slip of paper, gave it to me, and told me to call her Saturday.
Mid-morning on Saturday I decided to call her and ask her when and where she wanted to give me my dance lesson. She said that she would catch the bus near her home and come to mine, but that the weather was so warm that it might be best if she waited until after the sun went down. Then she asked if I had a record player and some records with slow-dance music. I told her I had neither one, to which she replied that she had a portable record player nor some good records that she would bring with her. We then set a time for her to arrive at my home.
When she arrived I met her at the door, invited her in, and asked if she would like something cool to drink before we plugged in the record play and got started. She asked what I had, and I told her I had some lemonade, milk from our cow, and water in the refrigerator. She asked for a glass of milk which I brought to her along with a glass of lemonade for myself. We chatted a bit about school and one thing or another as we enjoyed about half of our drinks and then she asked if she could start some music playing and "get in a dancing mood". I said that was OK with me, so she selected several records and stacked them on the spindle and turned the record player on.
Then she beckoned for me to stand up and come to her. When I did she tried to explain, with demonstrations, a few simple dance steps suitable for slow dancing. She showed me how to hold her and then we began to move to the music.....I should day I TRIED to move to the music but wasn't doing very well with my feet. When I apologized she told me to hold her closer and then I could feel her body move and I could just follow her body with mine.
After a few minutes of that, she exclaimed, "I'm HOT!". Well, it was a hot day, we had no air conditioning, and I was naive. I had no idea she meant anything other than that the temperature was hot. I told her I would open all the windows in our living room, and I did. Then we went back to my dancing lesson.
After several more minutes she seemed to sag against my body and said that she was hotter now than she was before. I was just joking and embarrassed a bit when I responded that she might be cooler if she took some of her clothing off. Without hesitation she removed her blouse and skirt and stood before me in just her white cotton bra and panties with a grin on her face. Then she said that I wasn't being fair by still being fully clothed and that I would feel better if I took some of my clothing off also.
This situation was becoming more interesting to me.
I had never seen a girl in just her underwear, and I had never had a girl see me in mine, but I removed my shirt and trousers just to be fair to her. We both then kicked our shoes off and resumed our dancing positions.
Soon, she had one leg between mine and was using her upper thigh to apply pressure to my crotch while her crotch was pressing against my thigh and moving in rhythm to the beat of the music. I was a virgin, but I had a good idea where this was going and my cock got hard.
She felt my hard, and by now throbbing, cock pressing into her, stopped moving momentarily, looked at me, smiled, kissed me on my lips and said, "That feels good to me, how about you?"
I told her that as long as it was good to her it was good to me too.
After only a few more steps she said she thought we should take a break and lie down to rest a while if I would. I said, "Sure", and she asked which way we should go to find a bedroom.
The best bed in our house was in my parents' bedroom, so I led her there and told her it was their bedroom. She asked where they were, and I told her they were out of town for a few days. Then I happened to think of her parents and what time she might have to get back home. When I asked about her parents she said they had taken a flight to Cuba to visit with relatives there so she could spend the night if I would like for her to. I smiled, and kissed her to give her my answer.
I opened the windows in the bedroom which had better ventilation because it was a corner room. Then we lay down on the bed and smiled at one another as we began to chat. She commented that the milk I gave her tasted better than the milk her parents bought at the grocery. Then she asked if I milk our cow. I said that sometimes I do. Then she wanted to know how I get milk out of our cow. I explained how you have to hold the cow's teats and sort of squeeze the milk out of her bag by squeezing and stroking down on her teats. She said that sounded like it would be a fun thing to do. Then she reached over and pulled my cock out of my boxer shorts and began to squeeze and stroke it as she asked if that was how to milk, and did it feel good to me? About all I could mutter at that time was a low moaning, "YESSSSSSSSSSssssssssssssss".
She asked if I had ever sucked on the cow's teats, and I said I hadn't. Then she reached behind her back, unsnapped her bra, and wriggled it off of her shoulders after which she asked if I would like to suck on her nipples. Rather than replying I pulled her close to me and began sucking on one nipple and then the other while gently massaging them with my tongue. She began thriving around pressing her lower body against mine and moaning with delight. At the same time she had kept her hand on my quivering cock, massaging its engorged head and stroking it up and down its shaft.
Ramona must have sensed I was near to having an orgasm because she released my cock and rolled away from my lips on her small but delicious breasts. We just lay there breathing heavily for a few minutes.
Then she removed her panties and my shorts and rolled back to press her hot body against mine.
She took one of my hands and stuck my middle finger between her lips and sucked on it for a few seconds. Her other hand explored my cock and balls, as she licked and sucked on my nipples in between deep throat kisses with me. Then she said she wanted to show me another way for her to milk my cock, so I said to show me. She straddled me, raised her body up and then settled it back down while directing my cock into her hot wet pussy. It slipped in easily because of all the love-lube she provided. Then she began to ride my cock....slowly at first, and then faster and faster with reckless abandon.
I was in a state of bliss and lost track of time, so I have no idea how long it was before I heard her yell out that she was cumming and wanted me to cum with her and give her my hot load. I didn't have to be told a second time.
After repeating this a few times we had deposited so much spunk on the sheet under us that it was slippery just lying on it. The next morning Ramona helped me wash and dry the sheet and re-make the bed before she had a bite to eat and then went home.
I lost track of Ramona after we graduated from high school. I know that she got a degree in music from the University and then went to New York City to pursue a career in music. Whatever became of her, I will always be indebted to her for introducing me to sexual pleasures.
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