It was a normal saturday, I had gotten back from
college the previous day and was preparing to go out with my girlfriend
Kristen. Kristen and I have been dating for over four months now. Although
we waited a while to have sex, our sexual urges had overwhelmed us after
about 2 months of dating. We began to have sex, but, after two months of
sexual activity, something special was about to happen...
We started dating the first week in June. I had known Kristen before, she
went to my high school. Although she was two years younger than me, I still
didn't mind going out with the 'younger' ones, sometimes they are the best
ones. Kristen had a huge crush on me in high school, but I never really
persuaded a relationship with her. After I had gone off to college, we lost
touch of each other.
I never forgot about Kristen while I was gone. It was nice having a girl
fall head over heels for me. Time passed and I went through some rough
relationships, never realizing that the summer of 1991 would prove to be one
to wait for.
Spring semester was over and I had just got back from college. The first
few weeks of summer vacation were quite boring, I would go to the bars with
my friends, but never to get laid those nights.
I'll never forget the day I saw her. It was week after high school
graduation Kristen was no longer in high school and also no longer attached.
I had just pulled into the parking lot next to where the tennis courts were.
I was waiting for a friend to stop by so that we could play tennis. I
remember looking up and seeing Kristen approaching me. At first I didn't
know if it was her, sure enough though, it was. Two years definitely had
changed Kristen, her braces were gone, and her breasts had developed nicely.
After some small talk, I asked her out and she said yes.
That's how it all started...
Kristen and I dated a lot during the summer and we knew that someday our
summer would end and that we would have to go off to college. The week before
college proved to be the start of out now sexual activity.
I saw Kristen every weekend I came home. Although we went to different
colleges that were far apart, coming home on a friday proved to be a good end to
yet another tense week at college.
Two months had passed since we started college. Every time we had sex on
the weekends it just seemed to get better and better. Another friday came and
went, but saturday was going to be something special.
I picked up Kristen at 6:00 that night. My parents had just left for a
trip so I knew that I'd have the house to myself. My brother was gone off to a
friends house so the setting was perfect. After some screwing around at the
mall, we decided to drive back to my house. All night I had been thinking of the
fun that was about to take place. Of course all of this thinking led to a hard
on that lasted the whole drive home. I tried not to let my sexual desires get to
me, but I couldn't help it. About 10 minutes after going home I grabbed
Kristen's hand and led her upstairs to my bedroom.
We had done it before up there, but for some reason, I new that
tonight... tonight... something special was going to happen. I had sexual
experience and so did she, but I never managed to last long enough to make her
cum. But something special was going to happen.
I gently laid Kristen down on my bed. I slowly began to lift her shirt
off to get a chance to touch her beautiful breasts. Kristen had a nice set of
tits, bigger than my hand but still nice and round. Slowly but surely I remove
her bra. Sometimes she would wear bras that were a total bitch to remove. After
some frustration, I finally had a chance to see her gorgeous breasts. I didn't
want to move to fast tonight, I knew I had plenty of time to do what every I
wanted.
I gently began to squeeze her soft tits. A light moan came out of her
mouth as I did this. Knowing that squeezing too hard would hurt her I stopped. I
then began to gently rub her nipple between by thumb and forefinger. I watched
it as it slowly began to rise. After rubbing, I began to slowly moisten her left
breast with my tongue running round and round her nipple in nice tight circles.
Every motion across her nipple would cause a little moan to escape her mouth,
and an occasional quiver could be felt at her leg. I knew she was wet and didn't
want to wait any longer to be able to touch her snatch which was surrounded by
sandy blonde pubic hair. Kristen was a true blonde, for sure.
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