My Passage To Manhood

​​​​​From the time I stepped on the stage of life, gifted at being me, my family homestead gave me the right to be free. My dad was perfect for my wild and carefree character. My mom perfectly loving me for me. I faced the whole world knowing I had my place and when mom vanished with little trace, it was what she gave me the trace she left was enough for a memory time would not erase. Hijacking church collection to buy candy across the street from the church. Learning how to smoke from boys twice my Jr. Learning sex from failure, in that my first argument with my first girlfriend led me to shout out loud, "at least I screwed you" in a busy downtown. When she shouted back "yes! But not in my pussy hole", left me confused. And judging by the looks on the faces in the crowd of people who hard our exchange, she won. After the calm and a few days of reunion, I asked my girlfriend about that hole and where I could find it. After showing it to me and an experiment here and there, I still felt what I was doing before made more sense. Looking back, now it's clear why she left me for greener pasture. Dupe by a blind man into going church, because he told me he needed help and guidance to his church a block or so beyond his house. I took him only for him to tell me he needed me to stay to help him back home. But when I tried to assist him to work several blocks away, he told me he could manage that on his own. Small wonder years later, that church became my church. I hope to walk up to Mr Richardson and hug him with intent. My first real sexual encounter happen at the ripe age of twenty three. While having sex many times before then, it was on power with my first girlfriend who I never got the hang of any of the tools for the trade. When I met my first wife everything changed. My good friend told me he had a new girlfriend and wanted me to take care of her when he went back to college. Of course he could trust me so I told him yes, I would be glad to. While he never got around to introducing her to me before he left, a strange girl whom I had never met, called out my name. Shocked a girl knew me, I spoke as if bewildered. She was a plain Jane fair skinned and soft spoken. It wasn't long before the way she called my name grew on me. One day during church hours, I entered the church from down stairs hoping to take my seat upstairs without notice of prying eyes. I noticed a most striking woman sitting directly in my path to venture up the steps. Her legs, boy them legs, and her hair rested perfectly around her shoulders. Just then I remembered I was in church, and trying not to go to hell, I looked away and stumbling pass her I found the steps. But just as I was passing her without looking at her, she called out my name. It was her. The plain Jane in all her glory. From that day I trembled when she called my name. A church buddy told me he knew the perfect wife for me. Of course I was all ears because up to then heaven was the only thing in my view. He told me to meet him at frog Lane tent meeting. I got there, only to have him point out the girl that made me tremble. I told him I knew of her but we never met. He wanted to take me to her and meet her on the spot. But I remembered her legs and knew that would not be a good idea. So I told him to let me give you a note for her. I said in my note, "hi, my name is nate Jones... I'm too shy to come to you and too concerned to stay away, can we do some godly socialising...."
I handed him the note and before long the Preacher had stopped his Sermon and this girl was heading in my direction. I would have ran if it had not been for my buddy to steady my nerves." hi nathenial "... As my knees bounced off each other. She gave me her telephone number and I left her and called the number just to see if it at least rang. Other numbers I had gotten never did. When a sweet old lady voice on the other line told me the person I wanted to speak with was not home but I could call back later it would be OK. I hung up the phone, Dizzy with joy. I called her later that night and she asked me on a lunch date for the next day. I had been on a strick vegan diet eating only between regulated hours and didn't think she would find me interesting. She told me she would be delighted to join me for lunch. We met, had a good time then it happened. She asked me for a ride home! I told her I rode a scooter to which she replied I know. Implying she would have to hold on as we rode. She agreed to have me pick her up. I was there outside her job fifteen minutes early. I picked her up and she placed her hands around my waste and for the first time I hard my dick speak in baritone. I took the long way home of course, and felt any kingship was beneath me. We got to her house and she asked me to come and meet her family. I wasn't prepared for her to ask me that, but when she turned to walk away, I saw her diamond shape butt with bow legs shouting promise promise. Before long I was greeting her father and his wife to be. We sat before her pictured window and talked till the moon even got tired.. I left to go home is some ungodly hour of the night or morning and made plans to see her again. I don't even know when she became my girlfriend or if at all, but all I can remember was I got comfortable in front of the picture window in the living room and I wanted to put my arms around her like I saw in the movies. I was afraid of coming on too strong, but it was a do or die trying situation. I remember my hand starting the path around her neck and my elbow resisting in fear. My hand hit her breast to which alarm bells, whistles and eyeballs rang true. Before I could catch my breath, I was patting her breast in a motion to say I'm sorry. When I realised what I was doing, it was too late to make anything good from my standpoint. Just when things where at their worst, my dick's baritone voice was singing as it was being woman handled. This girl took my patting her breast as a sign I was game for all else. Before I knew it, I saw white fliud coming from me I had up to then never seen. And only then, did it dawn on me I was doing it all wrong this whole time. Right there on the floor while mom and dad was in the next room, diamonds where forever.
It was at church in the front yard that my friend came from college and wanted to introduce me to his girlfriend. It was the girl  who called my name so sweetly, the same one with the legs, the same one who broke the door and made a passage way for my manhood. How could I tell him the truth, would he even believe me. So I became a woman stealer and outcast among my brethren and felt it was a small price to pay, because if they knew how deep I was in, I tremble to think what would happen if the truth was revealed. We got married, and she left me three months after the marriage. Trust me, those three month are an Eternity because what that girl gave me, I'm still licking my lips over... Nj