Message-ID: <38421asstr$1032732604@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20020922190212.52488.qmail@web13104.mail.yahoo.com> From: Creamy Couple X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 22 Sep 2002 12:02:12 -0700 (PDT) Subject: {ASSM} Discovery 4of5 (mf teen creamy sex) X-Original-Subject: Discovery 4of5 (bg teen creamy sex) Date: Sun, 22 Sep 2002 18:10:04 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, kelly This narrative has to have a some explanation. This whole piece takes place during the late 1950's in a country area in central north Florida. People were pretty naïve back then. There wasn't Penthouse or Playboy yet to learn words. There were no books at the library instructing kids. No book stores to sell some porno. No dirty movies available to kids. School sure never mentioned sex. Our parents kind of told us and we saw how animals procreated, but we didn't know much about mutual gratification of the opposite sex. So some of the words I use may seem quaint. They are but that's how we talked then. No one ever said "fuck." Shit, was a really bad word. So if you get the picture, it will be easier to understand. Now, even though it has been a long, long time ago, I remember the conversations nearly word for word. At least the ones that were so shocking and important at the time. I tried not to embellish what happened as what did happen is story enough. I remember and relish the sights, sounds, smells, the touches and all those special feelings as if they just happened. Just the term "cream pie" makes you visualize a coconut or banana cream pie. You had to eat it fresh or it would get runny. Liked them as a kid, still do. Try to never let them get runny. Let me tell you about how I first learned not to let a different kind of cream pie get runny. Discovery - Chapter four (mf teen caught, humor) Now it gets complicated. Shirley talked to her mom the next day. They even drove into town so they could talk about it. They talked for four plus hours. My first knowledge of all this was a telephone call Sunday evening from Shirley saying. "Why don't you come over for desert, mom has some apple pie?" Not knowing what I was in far, I was there in a flash. When I went into the house, I knew something was wrong. No kids. No dad. Then I remembered passing their car on the way. Shirley's mom said, "Sit down (at the kitchen table) and have some pie". Shirley was not there yet so I sat awaiting her. Her mom brought us both coffee and sat with me, mostly just looking at me. She didn't look mad, worried a little, but seemed to be OK. Me: "Where are Fred and the kids?" Mom: "I told them to go into town for ice cream." Me: "Shirley go with them?" Mom: "No, she's here but I want to talk to you without her first." Me: "Oh." Mom: "So, you two have been up to stuff lately?" Me: "Ahmm." Mom: "No need to say anything, Shirley and I had a long talk. You guys have been doing this a long time?" Me: "Not very." Mom: "Well long enough. And now she thinks she's pregnant and wants us to make arrangements for her wedding as quick as possible." Me: "Huh?" Mom: "Shirley thinks what happened last night made her pregnant and she should get married quickly so people won't talk. They will still talk with both of you still having a year left in school. You may have to quit school to work and provide for her." Me: "Yes'm" Mom: "So you want to marry Shirley?" Me: "Yes, I told her that before." Mom: "Yes, she told me you said that before you two did anything." Me: Big sigh and a sip of coffee. Mom: "I told Shirley that she might wait a week before we go on about a wedding." Me: "Mame?" Mom: "Ah, she is very close to start her monthly cycle." Me: "Cycle?" Mom: "You know, her period. In all likely hood she is not pregnant." Me: "Whew, good." Mom: "You're not off the hook. She still wants to get married, right now." Me: "She does?" Mom: "Shirley says she likes what you guys did last night and wants to be able to do it as much as possible." Me: (with a very red face) Mom: "So, what do you think, gonna marry her?" Me: "If that is what we need to do then we will." Mom: "Well let's talk to Shirley some more then we'll see if we need to go see your folks. What do they think of you and Shirley?" Me: "I've told them that Shirley and I had talked about getting married one day. They know we are special to each other since we were little kids." Her mom with a satisfied look, got up, went to the stairs and called Shirley. She came back in gave she and I more coffee and put a cup out for Shirley. Most country folks have a big kitchen table. Most can seat 10 easy. Shirley's mom was setting at one end and I was setting at one side next to her. My assumption was Shirley would sit on the other side of the table from me so I stood behind that chair to hold the chair for her. (Old custom, used to be the thing to do.) instead Shirley came in and sat in the chair next to where I had been sitting. So now I was between her and her mom. Her mom started, each time she spoke, she always looked directly at you, either Shirley or me, "So you two really want to get married right away?" Me: mute Shirley to be refereed to as Her: "Yes, we want to get married as soon as possible, before anyone knows I'm pregnant." Mom: "Shirley, you are probably not pregnant." Her: "I still want to get married right away." Mom: "Why?" Her: (A little red faced) "I told you all about it mom, I just want to get married now." Mom: "So, this stuff you've been doing is so special that you want to married right away?" Her: "I told you before. (blushing even more) I liked what we did. I don't want to quit doing what we did. I'm going to keep doing it and doing it and I'll have to be married for that." Me: (Equally bright red.) Mom: "There is a way that this can work out with out getting married." Her: "How?" Mom: "First we wait a week to see if you really are pregnant." Her: "And then? I will just do it again and pretty soon I will be pregnant." Mom: "This part is harder but it does work. You two can do what you do for a good two weeks every month. But for two weeks you have to be careful. That gives you two fun weeks and two weeks you need to watch out." Her: "How do you know it will work." Mom: "You only have four brothers and sisters and I'm not pregnant right now. You know I'm still young enough to have more kids." Her: "But I still want to get married." Mom: "Don't you want to finish school?" Her: "Yes, but I can finish school married." Mom: "So, you go to school while Chuck here quits school gets a job and supports you." Her: "I didn't mean it that way." Mom: "Then you want to get married, you both live at home until you finish school? That's going to be some kind of funny marriage." Her: "Oh mom, I don't know how to do all this but I want to get married, I feel we should get married as soon as possible. I don't know how to do this but we will figure something out. Mom, please understand that we have a very special love and need to be married so we can be together." Mom: "Chuck, let's go talk to your folks. Call them, see if they can talk a while." I called them on the phone. With as little information as possible so busy bodies wouldn't gossip, I asked dad if mom and him would be able to stay up a while as Shirley and her mom wanted to come over to talk about some stuff. He said to come on, the other kids were on their way to bed. When I got off the phone, Shirley's mom said that Shirley and I should go on and she would go with Fred who was just then driving up. Oh man, this was way over my head. I knew I loved Shirley. I even knew I wanted to get married. But I didn't know how we were going to do all this, stay in school, be married, live together, etc. I did know that Shirley was even tougher and more bull headed than her mom. I also knew that I had to get to my house to prep my mom and dad before Shirley's mom got there. Then I thought of another problem, did her dad know? On the way to my house I asked, "Does your dad know too?" Shirley who was being dangerously quiet said, "Mom told him but said he had already asked her if she didn't think you and I were up to stuff." We got to my house, the yard light blazing, like lighting a stadium. We went in to find my mom scurrying around getting coffee cups on the table with a huge dish of cookies. My dad ambled in and took his seat at the end of the table away from the stove. It's always the mom's seat at the end of the table nearest the stove. My dad was a tall 6'2" lanky quiet type of guy till you got him going. He usually had a sly smile on his face like he was amused at everything he came in contact with. My mom was average height 5'3" not plump but not skinny. Mom was always busy like she had too much nervous energy, always scurrying around doing something. The only time she stopped was in the evening when she and my dad would sit in the swing on the porch. She always looked so relaxed and peaceful sitting with him, his long arm wrapped around her. Shirley and sat down and dad asked, "What's this all about?" I looked back and forth between mom and dad then started, "Mom and dad, Shirley and I think, ah, want to get married. We know we are young. We know we have school to finish, but we want to married." Dad just looked at us, "Hmmm." My mom however, sat down took Shirley's hand and looked at me, "Chuckie, have you been pushing Shirley into doing something you shouldn't?" Before I could say anything, Shirley put her other hand on top of mom's hand (three hands together) and said, "Chuck didn't start anything, I did. It was my idea in the beginning so don't blame him. Chuck was always a gentlemen with me. We did what we did, I'm not ashamed. We're gonna keep doing what we are doing so we should get married as soon as possible." My mom had a shocked looked on her face, almost in tears. I thought my dad was going to burst out laughing. Mom was now clutching Shirley's two hands with both of hers, any second energy mom was going to explode. Dad quietly said, "Chuck?" "Well, um, like I said dad, Shirley and I want to get married." At that moment there was a tap on the screen door. Dad got up saying come on in Fred, come in Mim (Shirley's mom short for Marsha, don't know how they got Mim out of it). This set off energy mom, she was bustling around as if she could pick up everyone, stuff 'em in a chair and bring something instantly. Well, she did do everything almost instantly and was again seated clutching Shirley's hand and Shirley's mom's hand (probably to keep from springing into the ceiling). Fred was kind of like my dad only shorter and thicker. He too had a sort of a smile on his face like he just got away with something. This had to be where Shirley got her mischievous grin. Dad started: "Whadda ya think about this Fred?" Fred: "Don't know much, Mim's been filling me in but haven't heard anything direct yet." Dad: "May be Shirley should give her little speech again, it was really something." Fred: "Speech?" Shirley: "Dad, I said that what has happened, I started, not Chuck, and that we feel since we want to be together we should get married." Dad: "Yeah, that's what you said, but this time it little more gently. I thought Kat (mom, short for Katherine) was come apart when Shirley gave talk." Mom: "Oh Lee, stop, she just said what was on her mind and said it with emotion. She's just like her mom, just says what needs to be said directly," Dad: "She didn't beat around the bush. That's for sure." Fred: "Chuck, how do you plan on supporting Shirley while she goes to school?" Me: "I don't know yet sir." Fred: "Don't you think you figure this out before you get married?" Mim: "Don't jump on Chuck, Shirley's the one pushing to get married instantly." Dad: "Just so Fred and I are not in the dark about all this may be someone can explain this whole thing." Mim: "Shirley, let me tell this, I think I can do this with a straight face and get your point across." She looked up to Fred and Dad still holding onto mom's hand, "Shirley and Chuck have discovered the are in love. They have also discovered how much they enjoy being in love." She said this with a half smile. You know when your trying to keep a straight face and one side of your mouth goes up while the other curls down. Fred had a serious look on his face while dad looked really amused. Mim continued, "Shirley says that since she knows about how much fun it is to be in love she does not wish to stop being in love and wants to be with Chuck all the time. She thinks she get married as she thinks that would be more appropriate. Is that about right hon?" Looking a Shirley. Shirley: "Yes, but more important I'm or at least I think I'm pregnant and I want to get married so when we have the baby it will be to long married parents." Fred's jaw bounced off the table. Dad smiled bigger. Mim: "You are probably not pregnant, so that part does not make any difference right now." Shirley: "I want to get married anyway. Chuck and I learned how to make each other feel really good. I liked what we did a lot. I'm going to keep on doing what we did. So I need to get married so it is ok." Fred drooled on the table. My mom was clutching hands and squirming just before the rocket blast. Mim and my dad were almost laughing. I couldn't help but smile. Mim said: "Don't you mean you and Chuck like this and are going to keep on, not just you." Shirley: "Oh mom, you know what I mean. I just want everyone to know how much I love Chuck and that we are married. My dad said with a chuckle, "Well Chuck guess we gotta figure a way for you to make a living and go to school too. Whadda ya say Fred, wanna help 'em out or do you want your grandkid to be homeless." Fred: "Hope there ain't no grandkid yet. Damn, Shirley, you really are determined about this aren't you." Mim: "Watch you mouth, you know the way we were, you don't want the same for her do you. At least she knows what she wants and says what she wants. Shirley: "Not just what I want mom, dad, I say what I'm going to do." This went on for another hour until Dad and Fred both said it was getting late and we all best get to bed. Shirley and I squeezed hands as she left with her mom and dad. I helped mom put stuff away and into the sink. When dad came back from seeing Fred, Mim, and Shirley off, he said, "Chuck, you and I will work something out. You're really young to get married and all but people used to it all the time, guess you could get it done." Mom then added, "When kids used to get married they often stayed with one of their folks until their folks helped them build their own home. Lee? Why can't we do that." My dad said with a smile, "Guess we could. If Fred can get over what's happening to his oldest daughter, we can get over what's happening with oldest son." We went to bed. I didn't sleep all that well and welcomed the morning chores as the start of a new day. On the bus that morning Shirley didn't look like she got that much sleep the night before either. Some of our neighbor friends all wanted to know what Shirley did with the rest of her birthday night. Teasing a little about probably heading toward the river and/or parking. Shirley just told me quietly that her and her mom and talked most of the night and that we would all talk more tonight. When I got home after school and finished the evening chores mom told me to get cleaned up as we going to have all of Shirley's family over for supper. Dad was already getting cleaned up so I hustled up thinking how I was going to my homework done and all this too. All fourteen of ate at the big table, squeezing the little ones in. Mom had fried chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy, green beans, biscuits and a strawberry pie from canned strawberries. (We put up a ton of strawberries in season so we had them all year long.) When we were finished mom said for the little ones to do whatever homework they had. She told Shirley and I to go do what we wanted, but be back in an hour or so. Shirley and I both had homework so we went to my room that I shared with a brother and started. In a small town back then, everyone took the same classes so we all had the same homework. We finished up about the time we were to be back. When we got back dad spoke first. "You guys didn't go anywhere?" he asked. Me: "No sir, we had to do our homework." Mim: "See, I told you they were responsible. They can't even take a hint about having some time alone." Me: "What are you all talking about?" Shirley: "They thought the only thing we would do is go out to the barn and fool around." Me: "Let's go, we shouldn't disappoint them." Fred: "Hold on Chuck, your dad was just proving his point. Your dad and Mim think you guys are ready for this and can handle it. I'm still not sure. But, when Mim and you, Shirley, when you two make up your minds, there is nothing to do but go along. Chuck, your dad wants us to build you a house on the hill above the creek. In that small field we can never get too." Shirley: "I know the place, oh Chuck it would be wonderful. Perfect for us." Dad: "Chuck, you would have to start clearing and grading a road to get there. Think you can find enough creek gravel to make a lane road up there?" Me: "Yes sir I probably can. But dad, even if we have a house, we have to eat, buy clothes, pay electric, may be a phone, feed bills for any stock we may have. How can we do that." Dad: "You two will still have to do chores and stuff at our places. That should earn you enough to get by till you're out of school or on your own. Chuck, you still haven't made up your mind whether you're going to farm or go in town to get job, so why not just do this till it's the right time, OK?" Mom: "You both will have plenty of time to make up your minds and since you both will be busy with school and chores, I can fix you guys dinner to eat at home or eat here." Shirley: "You mean you guys are going to let us get married?" Mim: "Yes honey, you can get married." With that Shirley jumped into my arms. All 4'10" 85# of dynamite hugging my neck, kissing my face, flailing her legs till they wrapped around me. I was red faced but happy. My Dad stood next to the under five foot Mim, both laughing, Fred even smiled, while my mom had tears in her eyes while trying to fill up coffee cups. When Shirley calmed down a little and my dad and her mom quit laughing, Shirley stood and asked, "What can Chuck and I do before we get a house built. We want, I mean have to , I mean we will be together before then. I'm not waiting till you guys build a house before I can be his wife. Chuck needs to be my husband now, not months from now." This just started my dad and Mim laughing again, even Fred chuckled and rolled his eyes. Mom, always practical said, "Chuck, you can fix up the upstairs if you want, all you would have to do is clean it out. With both windows open it should be cool enough." Mim said, "Shirley has her own room, if you want you can stay there if you don't too noisy." Fred: "If she's like you, Chuck will need a gag." With that Mim got a little red faced, my dad burst out laughing and even mom stopped fidgeting to giggle. End Chapter Four: --------------------------------- Do you Yahoo!? New DSL Internet Access from SBC & Yahoo! <1st attachment begin> <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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