a Straightforward First Time Meeting-oral, no sex
This Friday night was a total bust. Recovering from the flu, I was excited about going out with my friend Jenny who was home on break. Unfortunately, Jenny came down with the flu just as I was feeling better, so our big Friday night plans disappeared. Instead, here it was, midnight, and though I was up for fun, I had nothing to do. Fortunately my friend B was online and asked me what I was doing. I was happy to vent my frustrations about Jenny getting sick and having nothing to do.
B taunted me, reminding me that since I hadn’t come to his party last weekend he was forced to try and drink all the leftover beer by himself. After ten minutes of discussion, I finally decided to make the drive to his house. I spent the entire drive wondering what might happen. B and I have never done so much as kissed, but I couldn’t help thinking he had something other than just hanging out in mind. Would there be much small talk? Or was I completely off base…but, who invited a girl over at midnight and didn’t want to at least make out a little?!
Of course, I got lost on his street and had to call him. He ushered me inside to try and keep the snow and the cold from coming in with me. B took my coat and moved my shoes inside so they would stay warm. He’s so thoughtful. Then he showed me my choices of beer in the front closet…so many choices! I grabbed a beer and after he opened it for me, we exchanged a quick hug and I moved towards the couch.
He asked what I wanted to do, but I figured if I looked through his movies we could find one to enjoy. Of course, B suggested Garden State, which threw me a minute, but sounded good enough. We made small talk throughout the movie and I couldn’t help but let my foot brush up against him occasionally and stealing some glances at him. During the movie I made it through four beers and noticed he was making his way through a large glass of rum and coke.
B looked at me after the movie and asked if I felt like staying or driving home, though we both already knew the answer, and he led me upstairs. He asked me to make myself comfortable. I wanted to just get naked then, but I figured it would be smarter if I just took off my bra and got comfy in bed. B put his pajamas on and climbed in next to me. He mumbled a “well, goodnight” and in a few minutes I felt his arm wrap around me. I snuggled into him and moved up to kiss him as I felt him move down towards me.
It was innocent at first…his lips were so full, so easy to kiss. I needed his mouth, hungry for me, and our kissing turned intense quickly. B kept trying to pull me on top of him, and I resisted at first because I knew where this would lead, but my lust overtook me and I found myself on top of him in spite of my original intentions. Never breaking our kiss, B slid my shirt up until I couldn’t help but take it off to get it out of the way, and his lips reached hungrily for my stiff nipples. He started lightly licking, gently sucking, but I needed more. I leaned down and whispered “Harder!” to him, and he grunted in response, picking up his pace.
He dragged his tongue across the space between my tits and found my other nipple, sucking it into his warm mouth as he ran his teeth over it. He sucked hard on it as his free hand reached up to pull, twist, and tease my other nipple, causing moans to escape my mouth before I even noticed. He increased his sucking and started biting my nipple until I thought I might orgasm, when he quickly released and moved back to my other nipple and began sucking all over again. I know my moans were getting louder, but I couldn’t control my volume and I realized I had been grinding my hips against his for the last several minutes.
He moved to take off his shirt, but I hesitated and said, “Maybe we shouldn’t do this.” In response B pulled me down to him and kissed me deeply, saying, “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do,” which of course just made me want to keep going. So we went back to kissing, exploring each other’s mouths tenderly, while I tried my best to think clearly. I couldn’t help but communicate my desire for him as our exploration became more intense again, his hands running over my nipples, teasing me. Finally I pulled away from him and said, “Why don’t we take a little break?” I rolled off of him and lay back onto my side of the bed. “This would be so much easier if you weren’t such a good kisser,” I grumbled. He muttered an apology and I said, “Why don’t you get on top of me for a while?” and pulled him to me so we could continue kissing.
I felt the fire in my belly, renewed desires washing over me as our lips feverishly explored each other again. Still clothed from the waist down, B pushed his hips into me, and I responded, wrapping my legs around him and meeting each of his thrusts. He started to reach for the button on my jeans, when I said “B, though I really, really, want to have sex with you, I don’t know that we should.” He looked at me and said, “Well, we can do whatever you want. I really want to have sex with you, but we could always meet somewhere in the middle.” I looked up at him hungrily, and we kissed again before I said, “Well, what does in the middle mean?” B, his hand resting on my stomach said, “It means we get off in other ways, you first.”
With only a brief hesitation, a ‘yes’ made it out of my mouth and B, now excited himself, came to rest on his side while his hands quickly helped me out of my jeans but leaving my panties on. We resumed kissing, slow and deep, while he let his hand play lightly over my already wet pussy. It was torture, knowing his fingers were so close to my throbbing clit. Denying me was turning him on too, and he betrayed it in his moans as his fingers ran over my thighs. His fingers found the line of my panties and as he inched his way down to my pulsing clit I moaned loudly into his mouth. I shuddered when his fingers connected with my clit, and B nestled in, rubbing and flicking while I sucked feverishly on his tongue.
I wanted his fingers inside my pussy, but I also knew better than to rush him. His fingers moved from my clit and trailed down inside my walls, quickly soaked by my juices. He started with only one finger, moving it inside of me, causing me to groan in his mouth. B pushed his tongue into my mouth as he added another finger, this time probing the inside of me to find my most sensitive spot. In and out, his fingers thrust while I continued moaning, my back arching and nipples begging for his attention.
He withdrew his fingers to play with my clit again, and I pulled his face to my breast, where he sucked my nipple into his mouth and bit down hard. I gasped, and B only licked harder on my nipple and increased the pressure on my clit. My entire pussy was sopping, and I could feel my juices all over his hand as he moved three of his fingers back inside me. I moaned again, and B moved his mouth over mine, both to stifle me and so I could suck on his tongue again.
This time B finger fucked me, pushing harder and harder into me while my hips bucked and thrust into him. Waves of orgasm swept over me, and B just pushed into each wave until I finally started to calm down. Gently and slowly, he pulled his fingers out of my sopping cunt, and lay back while I finished my orgasm with one last shudder.
“I think you need to take you clothes off,” I said to him as I rolled onto my side. His pajama pants disappeared in less than two seconds, and I struggled to get up to my knees. “Take your time, I’m not going anywhere,” he chuckled as I staggered. “Hey, I’m working on it,” I muttered and he laughed again. But I was still so horny, and I needed a cock in my mouth desperately.
My hand wrapped around his shaft as I eased my lips around B’s cock head. I began licking his head lightly, but B protested. “Not too much around the head,” which of course just led me to continue licking his head while he groaned. I relented and moved my mouth down the entire length of his penis, moaning as I felt him stiffen completely and grow in my mouth. I moved myself so I could cradle his balls in my hand as I worked up and down his shaft, taking my time. I slurped at his cock, unable to control my lust, and he began pumping his cock in my mouth. B busied his fingers with my pussy and I moaned loudly as he moved his fingers frantically in and out of me.
My mouth was filled repeatedly with B’s cock and we were moving at a frenzied pace. He started moaning and said, “I’m going to cum!” thinking I wouldn’t swallow. Instead I positioned his cock to make sure I wouldn’t waste a drop of him, and swallowed several times while I felt him shudder and release, his fingers shoved deep in my dripping pussy. I had at least three orgasms while giving him head, and after I took his cum I had to lay back and rest while he cleaned himself off. He handed me a towel so I could try to dry off, and I finally got around to taking off my soaked panties. We nestled into each other shortly thereafter and fell into a relaxed sleep.
I’m sure that B and I will get together again soon. I know I can’t stop thinking about the fun we had, and I hate having unfinished business!