Jasmine is special, I love her so much. I remember the first time we made love, it was on my eighteenth birthday. I got up early and biked over to her house, we’d arranged for her to stay home while her parents went to church. That was the day we could have sex without worrying about the law. I got to her house, and she kissed me on the cheek. I said “I’m eighteen now, I’m like legal now.”

She replied, “Oh, yeah.” Then she was quiet, I was worried that she was going to change her mind again, but without saying a word, she took my hand and lead me up the stairs to her room. I’d been in her room many times, her folks considered me safe. Her dad was one of my Physics teachers and not only had I been one of her dad’s star students, I helped her out with her work. If they knew what I was really after I’m sure I wouldn’t have been welcome.

In her room we held hands and kissed, a very chaste kiss, like we used to. She said, “I have an idea I think you’ll like.” She sat down on the bed, and reached for my zip. She unzipped me and reached inside. I was liking her idea already. She struggled getting me free of my shorts, I’d been hard since the ride over anticipating this, I was even harder now she was actually touching my dick.

She leaned forward and gave me a tentative lick, wow! did I like that. She grew in confidence and licked some more, then she popped her mouth over the head. I can’t really say what happened after that, I was in heaven. All too soon, I was like “Nnngh!” and I came in her mouth. My knees buckled, I managed to fall onto the bed, and not on top of Jasmine.

I was still trying to recover some sense when Jasmine hugged me. The feeling of her jugs pressing into my side was interesting and brought me back some. “I’m guessing you enjoyed that.”

“No Duh! That was totally amazing.”

“I have some other ideas, I think you’ll like. How would you like to see me naked?” I was shocked, that wasn’t something I expected pure innocent Jasmine to ask. I didn’t say anything, my mouth opened and nothing came out. “Well, I think you would.” She got up off the bed and undid a button on her top, it was the usual sort of white ruffly blouse. It was now the center of my attention.

Her hand reached for the next button, I was salivating in anticipation, so I was kinda disappointed when she said “Maybe not.” She let the button go. However, her hands went to the hem of her skirt. “What do you think of the skirt?” Well, it was a skirt, I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to think. Then she pulled up the hem to reveal, everything. She wasn’t wearing any panties. I’m not sure if shock or desire was the stronger emotion at this point. I was shocked that Jasmine, pure innocent Jasmine would go without panties, I really desired to see more. The hem of the skirt fell back down covering her.

“So you like the skirt.” She said, matter of factly, “I thought you might, I’ve seen you looking at the cheerleaders or your tennis partners in their short skirts. I thought I’d try one too.” Now she mentioned it, the skirt was a lot shorter than she normally wore. I did like seeing my tennis partners in short skirts, they show off the legs nicely, but I never get to see anything as they’re always wearing modest panties under them. On Jasmine, with no panties, the effect was electrifying. I nodded in agreement.

She reached for another button on her blouse and undid it. She reached inside and pulled out one of her boobs. “See, I’m not wearing a bra either.” Then put the boob away. She fiddled with another button, “Do you want to see more.” I nodded. “You’re going to have to earn it.” She sat on the bed, “Why don’t you kneel there.” She pointed to the floor at her feet.

I wasn’t sure where this was going, but I was in no mood to argue with her at that moment, I knelt. She pulled her feet up onto the bed, so her legs were spread widely, and lay back. “I want you to lick me out.” I’d often wondered what it was like to go down on a girl, it was something I’d done a lot in my head while beating off. Here was a real live girl in front of me. The landscape looked familiar from my Dad’s anatomy book. The signs were promising, there was lots of lubrication, wet, her labia were full and open and her clitoris was poking out distended.

I went for the clit, that was supposed to be what did it for girls. I was in heaven. However, that didn’t last long. “No, No!” A hand was on my head pushing me away. I didn’t know what was going on, Jasmine had rolled over and was curled up in a ball.

I sat on the bed next to her and put a hand on her shoulder, “What’s the matter?” I was totally lost.

She looked at me, her eyes were wet with tears, I still didn’t know what was wrong. “Nothing.” Obviously not true, but I wasn’t going to argue with her. “Look, it’s your birthday, why don’t we go to Bob’s like we’d planned.”

We had planned to go to ‘Bob’s Big Boy’ a local burger chain for lunch, I really wanted to know what was her deal, but again, I thought better of it. “OK.”

“You go wait downstairs, I’ll get changed.” I did just that, when she emerged sometime later she looked like the normal Jasmine, the skirt was a more normal length, I’m pretty sure she was wearing a bra and I’d guess panties too. We went to Bob’s and enjoyed lunch and stopped at Tower Records on the way home, my folks had given me a gift card for my birthday, we picked up a couple of albums and went back to jasmine’s.

Her folks were home when we got there, they said happy birthday etc, and we said we’d go up to Jasmine’s room to listen to the albums. Jasmine cued up one of them and we sat on the bed. After a long moment of uncomfortable silence she said, “I’m sorry Tony, I wanted it to be perfect for you.”

At least we were talking about the problem, “What did I do wrong?”

I didn’t notice the record taunting me, “You were just what I needed.”

“I don’t know.” She sighed, then got up off the bed and went to her desk.