Young and unbelievably naive eighteen yr. old Anne

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Anne W. is a small breasted brunette, with long flowing chestnut hair who lives in a small town in Saskatchewan, Canada. It is the summer of '66 and mini skirts, hose with garter belts and high heals are in vogue. Anne's legs are trim and very nicely shaped [trim ankles, muscled calves and full firm thighs].

The scene: Anne is 5'1". She is a brown eyed caucasion with a slim trim frame, a slight over - bite and owns a behind that "rides high." She is quite shy, very, very straight laced [no smoking or drinking for this chick!], is a church going sunday school teacher and obviously . . . a virgin!

Anne lives with her parents and twin brother, Ron, in a bungalow. The surrrounding yard is rather expansive, which might afford one, so disposed, a good night time view through lit windows of all of the rooms, including the bathroom!

Anne has a number of friends her age in the town. However, unbeknownst to her, her best friend Judy T. has more than a passing interest in Anne's physical attributes but has not as yet been explicit in word or deed. Her cousin, Ken, who lives in the adjacent property, has commiserated with his friends, Bruce and Freddy regarding Anne's obvious sexuality and equally obvious conservatism. Ken 'somehow' is aware that Anne has a thin patch of dark curly pubic hair and pointed nipples but thus far, he has not divulged the source of his information. Finally, Anne's older brother-in-law has noted the changes in her and often comes [with Anne's sister] from a neighboring town to visit. A twenty something couple [Steve and Phillipa] who both teach in the local school have taken up residence in town and encourage grade twelve students to become more academicly prepared for college.
A city is a short twenty miles away and the town is surrounded by farms.

ooc - So here is the goal. Anne will be guided by the cast of characters mentioned above, [ and others if you feel moved] through the sexual experiences and seductions which will 'lead her into full womanhood' - so to speak[!] but, and this is important, she will remain as naive as possible throughout her journey [ rather like Terry Southern's "Candy"]. As well, rape, brutality, beastiality etc. does not belong in this fantasy. Anyone interested? I could either play the character of Anne or simply narrate when needed.
- thanks for reading this.
 
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Well considering that I fit the description of Anne in one point, in that I'm 18, I would love to play her. I'm a Blonde not a Brunette, and I have big tits not small ones, plus I'm not totally naive, but can play one. so do I get the part.
 
Certainly and welcome!

In that "Anne" is based on a real person, please keep her breasts small. Start a scene and let's see where we go.
 
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OOC: Ok got it on all parts, will post something now.

IC: Anne was just getting home from a long day at work, and needed a hot bath before going to bed. She went into her room, and grabbed her robe, and night gown, plus a fresh pair of panties before heading to the bathroom. She locked the door behind her, and started undressing, not knowing that her bathroom window was in full view of the neighbors, so she didn't shut the curtains. She leaned over the bath tub, in just her panties and bra, turning it on, geting it just right. She did some stretching excercises in front of the mirror with a smile about her figure, which was just perfect she thought. She then dropped her panties and took off the bra, before dropping them in the hamper, and stepped into the bath with a sigh, singing a little tune to herself as she relaxed in the bubbles.
 
Anne worked that summer in the city. It was ironic that she looked after the lingerie department of a woman's dress shop. She basked in the hot water facing the window and the bubbles began to disapate.
Ken was at his usual post to the right of the window. His cigarette had ben stubbed and he was slowly stroking his penis.
"Don't come to soon." He thought. "I want to ogle that whole body one more time as I spurt."
 
Anne was humming now to herself, really enjoying her bath, and also sticking a leg out of the tub, shaving it at this time. She then switched to the other leg, before getting up out of the tub and stepping out, after draining it. She looked at herself in the mirror with a smile. She had a good body, a little small in the tits department, but perfect for her body. She bent over, with her ass to the window, to pull on her panties, and then put on her robe, after drying off, then left the bathroom and went to her bedroom.
 
Ken was in seventh heaven as he watched Ron's sister parade -- for him!
She bent over and her perfect ass was practically in his face. Below her behind, her pussy, still moist, appeared to beg for his cock. Her thighs and calves were taut while her firm titties appeared, as well, to be begging to be stroked.

She stepped into her silky panties too fast for him and he mised his chance to let go. She left the bathrom but he had to see her one more time. He just had to!!!

He walked to her window but she was still in her robe. He made noise by tossing a rock just below her window, dsperately hoping that she might investigate. Would she come outside? He knew she would see only darkness from her window. ould he get a lok at her flimsy nightie if she did come outside?
 
Anne wondered what was going on, so she leaned out her window looking. "Who's there? Who threw that rock at my window?" Her robe had opened up some, revealing more of her slight cleavage than normal, and her nipples were getting hard from the cold air hitting them. She looked around, and after not seeing anything, closed her window, and went to go to bed. It was a bit warm in there, so she decided to sleep in only her panties, and took off the robe to go to bed without a night shirt on.
 
Once again, Ken lobbed a rock. Damn, he had seen the outline of her tits when she called out the window.

It was getting cold, but he had to see if she would come outside. If the wind caught her nightie . . . he might be able to see her up close and see that virgin vagina. He rustled the bushes so she would hear something there and threw another pebble.
 
Anne was thinking that whoever was doing this was crazy, so she threw on her robe again, but didn't bother to tie it up, and went out on her balcony to see who it was. She looked over the edge of it, her robe opening up quite a bit, and looked down and around, her nipples and tits falling open, and her white panties on full show.
 
Ken watched Anne from just below the balcony and thus was able to ogle her creamy white thighs at close range. Her nipples, responding to the cool air, pushed against the light material of her night gown and the breeze periodically flipped the gown's hem up revealing her skimpy white panties.

With a dry mouth from nervousness, Ken appeared in the backyard acting as if he were responding to the calls that Anne had made earlier. After he explained his presence, he and Anne concluded that perhaps, the noises Anne had heard were due , simply to the wind but that Ken would keep an eye out for strangers. He said, "This way, you don't have to wake your family."

She had never thought of him as a 'protector' before and it just seemed natural for them to hug goodnight. Ken's arms encircled her waste but snaked betwen her robe and nightgown so that, when he pressed her close to him, the material of the latter, rose significantly so that his hands were 'accidently' clasped on the lower bare back just above the top of her pantiies. Anne rose on tip toes to kiss Ken's forehead and whisper, "Thanks, for being here for me, Ken. You don't know how much it means to me."

Her rising on her toes alowed Ken to let his hands fall to her behind cheeks and, as she spoke, he gently carresed them. His penis was as stiff as a rod when they separated and he gleaned one more view of her semi exposed tits before they parted for the evening.

Ken was ready to lie on his bed and bask in the feel of his cousin's tuch', think about her legs, her puss and her tits; before bringig himself to orgasm.

Anne lay in her bed. snuggled under a comforter and rubbing her body for warmth and . . . Her body felt so smooth and silky after her bath. " Had Ken really meant to touch her bottom the way he had?" she wondered. Anne had not entertained sexual thoughts about Ken in the past and yet she did not stop her left hand from fondling her breast and nipple while the right hand gently flicked accross her clitoris.

ooc - and so Anne's summer of discovery begins.
 
Anne never thought of her cousin that way before, but she was feeling some weird things after that hug. Her left hand went up to one of her nipples, that was still hard from the cool air, and her right went down into her panties, and started stroking that one secret spot that she found when she was 12, and it always made her feel good. She let out a low moan, as she started rubbing herself. Not knowing whether anyone was watching or not, and not caring really right this moment.
 
Anne awoke the following morning not really knowing if the proceedings the night before had been an actuality or a dream. What she knew, for sure, was that she had allowed herself to have a full orgasm [ with the assistance of her fingers] and she was still aroused! The waves of feelings had rocked her and she had had to bite the blanket in order not to cry out.

It was saturday morning, her morning to do the wash before going into the city to work an afternoon shift. Her parents were already working in the family owned General Store. It was 9:00 a.m. and already it was hot. Anne, reluctantly arose and donned a green printed sleeveless shortened sundress. She considered a bra and panties but, as she was only going to be in the non air conditioned house, Anne chose not to put on 'extra' clothing.

After a fast breakfast, Anne gathered up the clothes to be washed on the main floor and proceeded to the much cooler basement. Although this was somewhat of a relief, she was dismayed, in that her twin brother Ron, who slept in the basement bedroom, once again had not left his dirty clothes by the ringer washer. This meant she had to collect his clothes from his room . . . probably still on the floor! Of course he was still in bed.

"Darn it, anyway!" Anne thought, "my cousin would certainly be more considerate than, Ron, With that thought came the memory of Ken's hug . . . his closeness . . . She felt a certain warmth thinkiing about his kneading her behind.

With these thoughts in mind, she opened the door of Ron's less than tidy room.
 
ooc- RE: Story

Before this story idea fades into the vast receses of this site, I would appreciate just one 'rendering' of a total seduction of Anne.

Thanks
 
OOC: No problem, sorry about not posting yet, I had been thinking on what to do about her post.

IC

Anne was there collecting her brothers laundry, how disgusting was that, considering that it was full of what she assumed was cum stains, and tracks. She threw it into the laundry and smiled, thinking about what her cousins laundry would be like, and if he would like to get those stains on her. It caused her to shiver a bit in excitement, but not sure about what those feelings meant.
 
oc - hi!

Ron was half awake when Anne entered. He was about to say hello when he noticed his long haired sister bending over to pick up his laundry. Her skirt was raised about two thirds of the wy up her thighs and, inspite of himself, he began to be aroused. He knew that his cousin was interested in Anne and for the first time 'really' understood why.
 
OOC: Hope you don't mind me playing Judy.

Judy had been up for a bit, and had just finished helping her mother with the family laundry. She decided she would call up Anne, to see if she was still interested in that new movie that was showing. They had gone to the movies a few times before, and both had enjoyed being able to actually watch a movie without having to watch out for the "moves" the boys liked to try.

As she dialed up Anne's number, her thoughts went back to a few months ago, when they had last seen a movie together. They had watched "Alice Through the Looking Glass" and had loved the wonderful costumes. They had talked quite a bit afterwards, discussing how they had liked different parts, how some of the costumes would look on them, and the like. When they had parted at Anne's door, Judy had "accidentally" moved the wrong way when they had done the social kiss, causing them to actually kiss for just a second. Anne had blushed of course, but beyond that, had shown no indication that she had found the surprise kiss "distasteful."

Judy was pulled out of her memory by the sound of the phone ringing...
 
When the extension phone rang in Ron's room, Anne answered to discover that it was Judy. She perched on the edge of her brother's bed as they talked and she readily accepted Judy's idea of taking in a movie. Naturally, Anne was unaware that her dress was pulled in such a way as to afford Ron a view of her bare upper thigh and hip,

Judy said that they would have to leave very soon and Anne laughing said that she had to finish dressing.

" Wear a bra and no panties", Judy said, lightheartedly as she could muster, "and I will wear panties and no bra!"

They had spoken about costuming before, Anne remembered, and it was hot outside. "Okay'" she said timidly, " I will cancel work and we can take in a show . . . your choice. See you in twenty minutes? . . . great!"
 
Anne brushed her hair after donning a skimpy pink bra. Ron was not pleased when she told him that he would have to do the laundry. Yet, after what he saw of her, in his room, allowed him to be mellow!

Anne knew that she could not forget that she was without panties. It was daring to be in public . . . however, what could possibly happen in the middle of the morning?
 
As Judy was driving over to Anne's house, she was deep in thought as to how she might arrange this. She knew much of their town was still quite rooted in the past, but several of the younger generation had embraced the new "hippie" movement. Judy hadn't really "joined" that group, but the thought was more and more appealing, and girl loving was one of the extra benefits.

After she had arrived, she let her mind wander a bit. She did hope Anne would be open to the idea of girl loving, as her previous partner had went with her group to DC, to protest the war in Vietnam, leaving Judy all alone. Judy's pussy ached for the touch of another woman, and no man had yet been able to "satisfy" that ache.

She had decided on "One Million Years B.C." on her way over, as it was a racy film, and was only going to be shown for a few weeks before the conservatives would run it out of town. She had heard quite a bit about the film from her brothers, and they had urged her to see it as soon as possible.

She was brought out of her thoughts by the closing of the house door, and as Judy turned to look at Anne moving towards the car, she almost choked on her tongue. Anne was wearing one of those new "mini skirts" and the thoughts that entered Judy's mind had her drooling, and dripping.

Note: I'm doing my best to keep things aligned with the times.
 
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Indeed, Anne had put on her most daring clothing. She wore no panties [as per agreement], a white, tight fitting, short sleeved top underpinned with her pink push up brassiere and a micro mini wine coloured skirt. She had intended to save the outfit until she was on campus but decided it might be time to wear it.

As she headed toward Judy's car, Anne exaggerated her gait, just in case Ken was watching from next door. Her four inch heels. drew attention to her well formed calves as well as her trim ankles.

When she bent to open the car door. Anne could feel the skirt's hem rise even more and, of course, the skirt revealed three quarters of her thighs when she settled into the passenger's bucket seat.

Anne looked at Judy and grinned, saying, "Take me to the movies, Judy."

Her friend made no secret of the fact that she was surprised with Anne's attire but this pleased Anne, Judy was always in fashion, very popular and Anne could not figure out why Judy did not date. It felt good to be with, Judy. Anne felt . . . well kind of sexy and she liked the feeling a whole bunch!
 
As they drove off, Judy found it hard to keep her eyes off of Anne. Judy had no idea that Anne had something that daring in her closet, and that sent Judy's mind wandering. *Is she interested in me? Is she meeting someone else at the movies?*

"You look really hot in that miniskirt Anne." Judy tried not to be to up front, as she didn't want to scare her friend, just in case.

"Oh, and I was hoping to see 'One Million Years B.C.' tonight. My brothers say its an amazing movie."
 
Anne suddenly felt unsure of herself. Did her attire embarrass her friend? Even though it was obvious that Judy was braless under her tight blue sweater had Anne stepped over the line?

They made small talk as they drove and Anne shifted a few times in the car seat, valiently trying not to expose ' everything'. At one point, Anne's knee came in contact with Judy's leg and she left it there whilst she once again adjusted the skirt's hem.

Judy said, "Mmm Anne, I envy your legs. They really are lovely,"

Anne blushed and said, "Thanks".

"Don't worry about adjusting your skirt, Anne, I love looking at you." Judy said, "Remember, when we were kids and used to dare each other to run through Eleanor's parents' farm yard with less and less clothing?"

They both laughed.

"That really turned me on, Anne, especially when you ran into the open area without any panties on! I still remember that."

They had arrived at the movie theatre. Judy turned in her seat. looking Anne up and down, she undid two more buttons on her sweater exposing much of her firm and ample breasts and said, "Let's see a movie."
 
Judy parked the car, helped Anne out of the car, and escorted her to the theater.

As they stood in line to buy the tickets, Judy decided to get a bit bold, and lightly pinched Anne's bottom, carefully positioning it so she would think it was the somewhat older hippie behind them. From her reaction, Judy could tell she was surprised, but not overly pissed off, *Better and better* Judy thought.

They got a few things, a drink and a popcorn, which was their usual. When they got to the seating, Anne pulled Judy towards the back, which was a bit of a surprise.

As they watched the news reel, and the cartoons, Judy felt Anne snuggle a bit closer than they had before. By the time the movie started, Judy had her arm around Anne and was pulling her delightfully close.
 
Anne was very confused. "why," She mused, "was she so aroused? This, just wasn't like her at all!" But she had felt someone pinch her behind while she was waiting in the movie line and it felt . . . She just could not describe the chill that went up her spine nor the warmth emenating from between her legs when that happened. Maybe, it was because of Judy's comments to her and/or Ken's actions the night before. Whatever the reason, Anne 'needed' to be as close to Judy as posible in the theatre.

Anne, then was thrilled, when her friend put her arm around Anne's shoulder. Judy lifted the chair arms that divided them. Judy's faded jean clad thigh presssed against Anne's bare thigh. The dab of perfume Judy wore just between her breasts somehow, excited Anne. Or was the excitement caused by Judy 'nonchalantly' moving the arm which encircled Anne so that fingers were lightly massaging her side? Already, Anne's top had freed itself from her skirt and of course her legs were totally exposed.

Judy looked at her and smiled, " I am glad you came." She said, and twisted in order to kiss Anne's cheek. Judy had done this on previous occasions but this time Judy's lips lingered.
 
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