Die Erziehung meiner Frau - Sexgeschichten

Die Erziehung meiner Frau

I met Doren at school. I attend a small junior college in the Midwest and we met

in English composition 101. I had went

through a nasty divorce, failed out of a four year college, did a hitch in the

service and now I was looking for a second start.

Doren was very beautiful and bright and had a figure proportional to a Barbie

Doll before Mattell decided that they were built too well, except that she had

all of the essential details. I never understood why she didn't go to a larger

school. She seemed to have little trouble maintaining the best of grades.

I was looking for a relationship where I could be loved and love in return. I

also wanted a girl with a great body to prove my virility, at least to anyone

who happened to be looking.

Doren was a vision of perfection. In my eyes she was an ideal that contained the

best features of all women. She was 21, lovely and I smitten with her after

first meeting her but I was reserved because I didn't want to appear to be too

forward.

Doren had a preference for tube tops, which she wore at school and for sheer

silky things that she wore with no bra when she went out other places. Her

perpetually erect nipples were always protruding into the fabric and her firm

breasts always were impossible to ignore. Some of the guys nicknamed her

"headlights" but they never called her that where any one who might tell her

could hear. She was quite attractive with her hair completely white ...

... and cut very

short, in a wild spike type of cut that always seemed to appear soft somehow. It

was like she was too good to be true. There was, however, no way to mistake

those hips and those breasts for anything but natural female. No surgeon could

make something like Doren. She was perfect.

I always felt like I didn't have a chance with Doren. It was if I was somehow

not worthy of her. She had captured my daydreams and my night dreams. Visions of

her beauty haunted me day and night and I was sinking into an irreversible

obsession with her. Thoughts of Doren occupied most of my idle time and all of

my sexual fantasies. I had became obsessed with her but I also knew enough not

to come on too strong. I think that this may have been what attracted Doren to

me because although I am muscular and intelligent, I am not drop dead handsome,

or at least that is my opinion.

I dated Doren once or twice but she was quiet so I never made a lot of advances

toward her at those times. Finally, when I could hold my feelings no longer, I

tried to express them. I told Doren that I loved her after one date when

everything seemed perfect and right. She replied that there were lots of things

that I didn't know about her. I told her that I didn't care about her past that

I knew enough to love her and I wanted to be part of her future. Furthermore, I

told her that there was nothing that I could learn about her that would do

anything but ...