Unexpected
I was in my first year at university, and enjoying the freedom,
so I was spending alot of time playing sports and drinking
and not enough time working. And also not much time chasing
girls.
She was in my year, and a tiny thing, maybe 5'2, with dark
straight hair falling to her shoulders. She was beautiful
with a delightful figure and a smooth, sensuous voice.
I'd fancied her from the moment I saw her but had no idea about
how to get close to her. She looked to fragile, to sensitive
and I worried that if I piled in with my teenage male ideas
she would get frightened. I also knew that she had a serious,
long term boyfriend who came to visit her at weekends.
So it surprised me when I was in my room, working for a change,
and I heard a soft knock at the door. It was her, looking up
at me, smiling. My heart leapt and I must have gone bright
red, but I managed to invite her in and not collapse on the
floor. She just started talking (we had a mutual interest
in music) and we soon ended up sitting on the bed (there were
only 2 chairs in my room, one of them at my desk, so I guess
that wasn't such a shock). I guess I was still in some kind
of dream world so I wasn't really aware as she moved closer
to me, our heads leaning together, our voices becoming
softer.
And then suddenly we were kissing, her soft, gently lips
feeling tiny against my mouth. I felt her hot little tongue
darting against my lips, probing to find a way in.
Our kiss
became more passionate and I felt her hands on me, but they
were gently pushing me down to lie on the bed. Her hair fell
about my face, forming a cage with her face at the top. She
was leaning over me and now I felt her hands roaming over
my body, pushing between the buttons of my shirt. I looked
into her eyes, but didn't want to speak in case the dream
ended. She kissed me again, deeply and passionately, and
I felt her undoing the buttons on my shirt so she could rub
my bare flesh. She murmured oh, you're so big, so strong,
and I remembered that her boyfriend was a man a similar size
and build to her, whereas I was 6' and muscular thanks to
my sport training.
I moved my hands to her shoulders and then down, daring to
touch her beautiful little breasts. Although small they
were perfectly shaped and rounded. She gave a little moan
and I took that as assent, and started to undo the buttons
on her blouse as her hands moved over my body, now moving
down. I felt her feeling my penis very gently, then pressing
down more as she felt how large and hard I had already grown.
I had freed her breasts from her blouse and started to struggle
with her bra, which had a front opening. It opened and I had
a vision of her beautiful breasts with large, round, brown
areolae and nipples sticking out. Very gently I touched
her and again she moaned and lifted her head up, her eyes
closed.
But her hand began to move more urgently and now
she was trying to pull open my belt and flies. I helped her
and gasped as I felt her hands closing on the naked flesh
of my penis as she slid her hands inside my shorts.
She pushed down the material as well as she could to free
my penis and started to rub and massage it, rubbing her small
hand over the length of it, lingering at the head and on my
scrotum. Now it was my turn to moan: I'd never known a girl
act like this before, usually it was a drunken grope after
a party but here she was, taking the initiative, and clearly
knowing what she wanted. I grasped her breast in my hand,
it fitted neatly, and started to rubher nipple with my thumb.
I wanted to lean up and kiss and suck her there but she pushed
me down, kissing me on the mouth again, but letting my hand
continue. She continued to rub my penis, faster now, and
then whispered in my ear, come, John, come. I knew that
my penis was used to my own, rougher manual stimulation,
so I placed my hand over hers, enclosing her fingers around
my shaft, and increased the speed and pressure of her movements,
while continuing to press and knead her breasts. She had
the idea now so I let her work on my penis while I moved my hand
to her skirt, pulling it up to expose her knickers. They
were white and lacy and I could see her dark pubic hair through
them, not at all what I had expected from this sweet, quite,
demure girl.
I pulled at her knickers, trying to move them,
but could not due to the way she was lying, so instead I rubbed
her through the soft material, already damp from her own
juices. Again she moaned and then again murmured, come,
come now, and the speed and pressure of her hand on my penis
increased, now squeezing me so the head of my penis grew
large and dark and then I could no longer think about touching
her as the sensation in my penis and scrotum grew and grew,
spreading like waves up and down my body, until the waves
broke over me and my body jerked and spasmed as I orgasmed
again and again, the hot spunk spurting out of my penis and
onto her hand, which she held over the head of my penis.
I slowly relaxed, feeling my penis soften beneath her wet
hands, and became aware that I was still holding her breast,
and must have squeezed her hard as I could see my finger marks
on her. I looked into her eyes, still framed by her dark hair,
and saw her smiling at me. I moved my hand back to her knickers,
and now she moved her hips, helping me to pull the soft material
down her legs, then moving herself to pull them over her
feet. As she did that I pulled down my trousers and shorts
and we both moved on the bed so she was below me. I took off
my shirt and she spread the open sides of her blouse wide,
exposing her delightful breasts. I moved my mouth down
to take one nipple in my mouth and started to suck and pull
on it gently, while with my hand moving her thighs apart
gently to reach her hot vagina.
As I kissed and sucked her
I slowly rubbed the lips of her vagina, feeling them open
up beneath my fingers, and letting me slip first one, then
two fingers into her. She sucked in her breath as I entered
her, lifting her body to my touch. Gently, gently she
whispered and I pulled back, now moving my thumb through
her pubic hair, searching out her clitoris. I rubbed around
it gently, feeling it poking out from the labial folds.
I moved my mouth to her other breast, leaving the first one
glistening, the nipple point upwards, shining. I could
feel my penis growing hard again. Do you want to do this?,
I asked her, hoping against hope for the right answer, and
of course it came, with a low, animal hiss, yesss. I moved
over until I was above her, and felt her legs open beneath
me. I moved until I could feel the head of my penis pushing
against her vaginal lips. I was towering abover her, her
head somewhere on my chest, and again she muttered, gently,
I'm not used to someone your size.
Slowly, so slowly, I pushed until I felt her sweet, wet lips
parting to let in the engorged, throbbing head. Her vagina
gripped me like a hand and I could feel her muscles rippling
against me. I started to move inside her and I could feel
her moving too, matching my rhythm and movements. Her hands
moved onto my back, pulling me towards her, urging me on,
and her movements became more urgent, thrusting her hips
up to me.
And I couldn't hold back any more, her legs came
up to wrap around me, pulling me in deeper. As I lifted up
her hips lifted up and then I pushed her down into the bed,
driving deep into her, and we came together in a wave that
semeed to engulf us both, our bodies tensed, until we collapsed
and lay together in our mingled sweat, enjoying the feeling
of each other's tingling, charged bodies.