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First Day Of School

By: SweetBrandy



"Are you all packed and ready to go sweetheart" my mom said, as she came into my bedroom. I smiled and looked around my room, taking everything in as if looking at it for the last time. And in some ways, it was. I was going to college, heading out to take on the world and to finally be the adult I had yearned to be for so long. Leaving my childhood behind and growing up. I would never look at my bedroom the same again although I knew I would be back time and again. No longer would the pink ruffles on my bed, or the teddy bears on the shelf make me feel trapped as I once had felt. I was a little sad, but excited at the same time. I couldn't wait to go; to start my adventure into adulthood. 

"Yes Mom, I'm ready" I said as I picked up my backpack and suitcase. I was only carrying small things in them. My Dad had already shipped three big trunks to my dorm, along with the new T.V. and computer that had been high school graduation gifts from them. My Mom smiled and I could see tears starting to form in her blue eyes. I dropped my bags and went to her so that she could hug me. I grip was strong for a woman in her early forties. She was also very attractive for her age. She maintained her body with vigorous exercise and her black hair was as shimmering as mine although hers held some gray and was shorter. "Don't cry Mom. It will be fine and I will be back for Thanksgiving soon" I said. 

"I know Sweetie. Although I am going to miss you so much in that short period of time" she said. 

After wiping her eyes she helped me carry my bags out to the car. My best friend Tabby and I were driving together. I was so happy we would be going to Ohio State together in Columbus. It wasn't a big fancy school like the ones some of our other friends were going to, but it was a teenagers dream city compared to the small town of Matewan West Virginia. It was about a seven hour drive from my house to the city, and I was ready to get going. We put my bags into the car and went back inside to say goodbye to my Dad. I gave both my parents hugs and they walked me to the door. As I got into my car I took one last look at the house I grew up in and knew that I would miss it. I had so many memories there, and even though I knew I would be back in 3 months, I felt it would never be the same. I backed out of the driveway slowly, glancing in my rear view mirror before turning down the road that would take me to Tabby's house and then to my greatest adventure...... 

I had just turned eighteen the August that Tabby and I drove out of the tall mountains and towards the city. I felt a sense of freedom, and excitement I had never felt before. We drove in silence the first several hours. Tabby realized I was nervous and just watched the scenery fly by as I was lost in my thoughts. Tabby was so different than I was and had always been. At nineteen she had more grown up sophistication about her. She had started dating before I did, and of course had sex before I did. Her boyfriend was already at OSU and had been there for two years. Tabby and Rob had been together since we were in junior high and started having sex soon after they got together. In those areas Tabby was a pro. I was still a virgin, to scared to have any fun as Tabby always told me. She was so advanced and I was so inexperienced. 

Tabby was nice looking, but not a beauty by far. She had bright auburn hair, brown, almost black colored eyes and freckles scattered over her nose and cheeks. She was short and her hips were a little on the chubby side. Although she may not have had the best looks in the world, she was the nicest and funniest girl I ever met. I glanced over at her and smiled, thinking about how different we are in looks and personality. I was around 5'7 with long shiny black hair that always looked freshly curled at the ends, and blue eyes the color of the sky. I was thin and had a pretty good shaped body with round, perky young breasts and a nice bubble butt that I was teased about in junior high school. My nick name had been Bubbles, and to this day I was still called that by my friends. 

Lost in my own thoughts, I didn't hear Tabby say my name at first. I looked over at her, pushing my long hair out of my eyes that was blowing all over the place because the window was down. "Are you excited Bubbles" she asked smiling. 

"Yes. But I am looking forward to it. It feels good to know that I am going to be on my own, with no parents to watch my every move" I said. She smiled at me and returned to looking out the window. The rest of the ride went fast and soon we were pulling up in front of the dorm. We both got out of the car and stretched, looking at our surroundings. The sun was shining and students were everywhere. Excitement filled the air around us with the bustle of all the activity. Tabby's boyfriend Rob was waiting for her and he grabbed her bags and carried them to his car. We were supposed to be sharing a dorm room together but her parents didn't know that she was going to be living off campus with him. Rob soon hurried back and grabbed my bags as we looked for my room. 

After a few minutes we found it on the lower lever of the dorm. It was big and spacious with two twin beds and vertical blinds on the windows. Two white night stands stood on either sides of the beds and two matching dressers were separated by the windows. I had a desk for my computer and a T.V. stand already set up by my dad when he came up to Columbus for business several weeks before. A door off the right of my desk led to a private bathroom with a big double closet that was supposed to be for Tabby and I to share. I had already guessed that my father must have arranged for us to be in one of the better dorms because I had to admit that the room was very nice. 

Tabby and Rob left and I started putting my clothes and other stuff away. I was exhausted from the drive and it was already starting to get dark. Rob had made plans for all of us to go out to a party one of his friends was throwing. I was tired but felt excited about the party. I laid down on the bed and stared at the ceiling, thinking about all the fun I was going to have. Tabby and I had come early and we still had three weeks until classes started and I was looking forward to the short vacation before school began. After day dreaming for a while I finally got off the bed and took my clothes off to take a shower. I walked into the bathroom and stood looking at myself in the mirror, admiring my tight, firm young body. I pulled my hair out of the pony tail and watched it fall smoothly to my waist. 

My breasts were honey colored from sun bathing naked over the summer and I watched as my nipples slowly got hard. Although I was a virgin and acted like a prude at times, I was very sexual when I was by myself. I continued to watch myself in the mirror as I ran my hand over my tits and down my stomach until I reached my almost hairless muff. I loved touching myself and the feelings it gave me. I smiled at the mirror, watching my dimples spring up in my cheeks. I could feel my pussy dripping with juices and I rubbed my clit, feeling it harden at my touch before sliding my long finger into my twat. It was soft and wet and I knew I would cum soon. 

I stopped after a few minutes and turned the shower on, getting it hot and steamy before climbing in. The shower head was of the adjustable kind and after soaping my body up, I removed it from its holder and rinsed off. I had never used one before and I noticed it had several different massage settings. I switched it to a fast stream and slowly lowered it between my legs to rinse myself. I about screamed in pleasure and had to bite my lip not to do so. The feeling of the water hitting my clit was sending me over the edge. Its powerful spray was warm and soon my body was rocked with a mind shattering orgasm. I slowly slid down the tile wall and sat on the floor of the shower, shaking from the orgasm that was leaving me sweaty and limp. After a few minutes I was finally able to stand up and get out of the shower. I felt revived, and ready to have fun. The night was just getting ready to begin..... 

It was 10pm when Rob honked his horn. I quickly looked in the mirror, making sure I looked okay. It was a very warm evening and I had on a white tank top over my sheer strapless bra. My tanned legs looked good in my tight low waist shorts that were cut very short. My tiny abdomen was brown and my belly button ring set it off perfectly. A white pair of sandals completed the outfit and I had left my hair flowing down my back. I looked good and I knew it. I grabbed my blue jacket and tied it around my waist and quickly ran out the room after locking my door. Tabby was sitting next to Rob and I noticed he had a friend in the back seat. As soon as I got in the car Rob introduced him to me as Chad. I couldn't help but notice how good looking he was, with his pretty brown hair and blue eyes. He had a very cute smile and I couldn't help but blush as he looked me up and down. I could feel my panties getting wet as I looked at him. 

We pulled off and drove down High St, which Rob said was the campus strip. We passed numerous bars and clubs before we pulled onto a street lined with cars. I could already hear the music from down the road and I knew the party was going to be fun. We all got out of the car and started walking down the street towards the music. Rob and Chad were ahead of Tabby and I, and she whispered to me about what I thought of Chad. I blushed and turned my head, not before she saw my face which she could always read like an open book. We only had a few more houses to pass before we reached the party, and once we got there I began to feel a little nervous. I imagined I looked like an innocent little high school girl, crashing a grown up party which made me feel uncomfortable. I tried to make myself relax as I looked around at all the people. 

Guys and girls were all over the place and the keg was almost in the middle of the room. Rob and Chad hurried over to get a cup of beer and I watched Chads ass tighten as he walked, making me get even wetter. Rob came back with a cup of beer for himself and Tabby, and Chad followed behind him with two cups in his hand also. Chad smiled at me as he handed me the cup, making my heart melt and my panties damp. I took the cup and took a small sip, not sure as to what it would taste like. I had never drank before and I got the feeling Chad knew that I never had, but he didn't say anything. It tasted good and the foam from the beer tickled my nose as I took an even bigger drink. Looking over at Tabby, I saw she was almost finished with hers. Not wanting Chad to think of me as a prude I started to chug mine. 

"Woooohoooo Sexy. Look at you chug that beer. You are putting me to shame" Chad said after taking a sip of his beer. I just smiled at him, feeling a little light headed. He soon downed the rest of his beer and went to get us another one which I drank just as earnestly until soon I felt numb. The music playing seemed to flow through my body and the beer seemed to make me lose all my inhibitions. I asked Chad to dance and Tabby looked at me with a smirk, knowing that if I hadn't been drunk I never would have done so. The music playing was upbeat and I was so drunk that I started to stumble before Chad pulled me into his arms and pressed my body close to his. "Why don't we try dancing close for now until that alcohol burns off a little" he said, smiling. I blushed but allowed him to slide his hands down to my waist as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. 

We looked funny dancing so close when the others weren't, and I could smell the cologne on his neck. It had a spicy smell to it and it turned me on. We had not know each other for even an hour, and here I was pressed up close to him, feeling his hard on through his pants. Just the feel of his solid body against mine scared me, but made me shiver at the same time. We were strangers, but I knew then that I wanted him. Maybe it was the alcohol, or excitement of being so far away, but I knew I had to have this man in me. Without thinking about what I was doing, I lifted my face up to his and kissed him. He urgently kissed me back as I pulled one arm down from his shoulder and started rubbing his crotch. His dick was so hard, and I felt a little nervous at first until he grabbed my ass. I looked around the room, suddenly embarrassed that everyone could see, but I didn't have to worry. Couples were all over the place, and I even noticed one in the corner having sex right out in the open. 

Realizing my embarrassment, Chad stopped rubbing my ass and pulled me with him as he left the dance floor. I followed him, my body shaking, to the stairs. I quickly looked around until I spotted Tabby who was looking at me. She smiled and gave me a thumbs up as Chad grabbed my hand and started walking up the stairs. We slowly reached the top of the steps after squeezing past other couples making out on the stairs, and walked down the hall to a door. Chad opened it and I gazed in. The room was pretty simple, with a neatly made bed with a blue comforter. Pictures of different football teams adorned the walls and I felt surprisingly very at ease. I walked into the room and as soon as the door was closed Chad pulled me close to him and kissed me. He slipped his tongue slowly into my mouth, gently running it over my tongue and teeth. I moaned and he stopped, moving down to kiss my neck as I bent my head back. 

My body was sizzling, feeling emotions I had never felt before with anyone but myself and I loved it. "Let me take my clothes off really quick" he said. I went over to the bed as I watched him get undressed, and then I started to take my clothes off too. "No. Let me do that" he said. I stopped and timidly put my hands down as he finished undressing. He stood before me like a Greek god, his body rippling with young muscles and a light trail of hair led to what I knew would be a wonderful treasure. Slowly he walked over to me and took off my shirt and then slipped my shorts off. I stood at the foot of the bed in only my sheer bra and matching thong under wear. Chad stared at me in amazement, admiring my tight little body half naked, with tons of black wavy hair cascading down to my waist. Taking over, I unstrapped my bra and pulled my thong down, revealing a soft hairless mound of pussy that was shiny and wet. 

I felt my body start to tingle when Chad leaned down and started kiss my neck while pulling me softly to the bed. I spread my legs as he nudged them open and gently pressed his hard on up against my pussy lips. "Baby I want you so bad.....I can't wait any longer" he said, before pushing into me roughly. I gasped as his cock tore into my virginal hole and my insides tightened, making him groan louder. He pounded into me and moaned. I closed my eyes, trying to make my body have all those wonderful feelings that Tabby always talked about, but they never came, and soon Chad was moaning and shaking. He laid down on me limply, his breathing heavy and his body sweaty. I just laid there silently screaming, my buzz wearing off and upset because I didn't have the mind bending orgasm I should have had. I was just beginning to feel angry when Chad climbed off of me and sat at the side of the bed cleaning himself off, making me realize we hadn't used protection. 

"I hope you know that it will get better for you over time. You were a virgin, right?" he said with a smile. I nodded and stood up to get dressed as he finished and walked to the bedroom door. "I will meet you downstairs okay?" he said walking out the door, not waiting for my reply. I finished getting dressed and walked to the door looking back only long enough to wonder about who would clean up the blood on the bed. Tabby was waiting at the foot of the stairs when I came down and had the biggest smile on her face I had ever seen. "So are we now a true woman?" she laughed. I smiled back at her, not wanting her to know I didn't enjoy it. "Are you ready to go? I thought we would go back to our house and finish the night out there." she said. I nodded and we went to find Rob and Chad so that we could leave. We all got in the car and Chad immediately put his arm around me. What did he think? That we were a couple now? I gently pulled away from him and he looked at me and knew what I was feeling. 

Chad kept his distance from me, respecting my silent wishes for him not to touch me again as we drove to their house. Rob made a quick stop to another house before going to theirs but I didn't mind as long as Chad didn't touch me again. If he couldn't please me in bed, then he would never be able to please me in a relationship and I knew it. As far as I was concerned, what happened tonight was just sex, nothing more. Soon we arrived at their place. It was a two story cottage that Rob's Grandpa rented him cheap. It was nice and I could see flowers planted in front. Obviously not done by Tabby. Wow, I thought. I never assumed Rob was the type to plant flowers. He was considered a rocker in High School, with long wavy black hair that he always kept pulled back, heavy metal T-shirt, jeans and his ancient leather jacket that still looked brand new. He definitely did not fit the stereo type I had put him in years ago or now. 

We went in the house and I was amazed. The house was nicely furnished with a big Hunter Green couch, nice decorations which included a big picture that was taken at Kings Island last summer of me, him and Tabby which he had enlarged. In the picture he was standing between Tabby and I. His arms were around both of our shoulders and we all looked wind blown, tan and happy. A big T.V. sat up against one wall and another entry way led to the kitchen which was just as nicely decorated but in bright sunny colors. I was again amazed, thinking maybe I didn't know Rob as well as I thought I had. Everyone kicked off their shoes at Robs suggestion and I silently giggled at the thought of him wanting to keep his carpet clean. 

The air conditioner was on and the living room had a nice coolness to it, and I was glad we had left that hot and stuffy party. I flopped down on the couch and put my feet up under me, enjoying the coolness of the soft couch. Rob headed upstairs to change and Tabby sat across the room in the matching chair. Chad laid down on the floor and stretched out on the fluffy beige carpet. I sat thinking about how comfortable I felt and didn't realize that Rob had come back. He had changed into a black muscle shirt and shorts and had his hair down. It was all one length and reached a little under his shoulder blades. It hung in his face and framed his sapphire blue eyes. His body wasn't as muscular as Chad's was, but I found myself getting even more turned on by this man than I had Chad. It was crazy. I had known this guy all my life. We had went to the same elementary school together. Not to mention the same junior high and high school. Why was I having these feelings now, after all these years. And he was my best friends boyfriend. It was crazy! 

Rob sat down on the opposite end of the couch from me and reached down and pulled a tray out from under the couch. I could see seeds and papers but nothing else until Rob produced a little baggy that he emptied into the tray. I watched as in no time flat he separated seeds and stems and rolled several white cigarette looking things with the papers and the pile of green weeds. I knew this was marijuana, but I had never smoked it before. I knew Rob did it all the time but I had never tried it. Rob lit the joint and puffed a few times before passing it to me, and I accepted it, willing to make this a night of firsts for everything. I puffed on the joint and held it in as I had watched Rob do, and soon I couldn't stand it no more and started choking. I passed the joint to Tabby as everyone laughed at me because I was coughing. Tabby hit the joint like a pro and made me realize I had never knew she smoked before this. It made me wonder what other secrets she had hid from me. 


First Day Of School



We all sat smoking joint after joint, until finally I admitted to everyone that I was high. I started laughing and soon the others joined in and we couldn't stop. My eyes were watering from laughing so hard and soon everyone had stopped but me. Tabby got up and went into the kitchen and I stopped laughing and followed her. She was standing by the cabinet with an open container of chocolate cake icing and a spoon that she had dipped into and was eating. My mouth was dry so opened the refrigerator and pulled out a bottled water that I gulped down. Tabby laughed, " Got cotton mouth? Get a spoon, you will have the munchies next." I grabbed a spoon and joined her to dip my spoon in the icing. I was jumping up on the counter to sit when Rob came in the kitchen. I noticed him for the first time look me up and down and then smile. I blushed and felt myself get wet. "Rob went up to bed and I am going to be heading there myself. Will you go get Bubbles a blanket and pillow Tabby" Rob said while staring at me. Tabby handed me the icing and left the room to go upstairs to get my bedding. 

"So I guess you and Chad didn't hit it off huh? I should have warned you before hand that he was not the most sensitive guy." Rob said. I shrugged and dipped my spoon in the icing, trying not to look at Rob because I could feel myself getting turned on. I brought the spoon up to my mouth and slowly and sensuously licked the icing off of the spoon as I looked up at Rob. A bit of icing fell from the spoon and landed on my hand. "Here, let me get that for you." he said and slowly walked over to me and took my hand in his. He raised my hand to his lips and licked the icing off of my hand slowly, his eyes lingering on mine before slowly looking down at my tits. I blushed again, and my body trembled as he slowly put my hand down and backed away before Tabby walked into the room. " Here you go Bubbles. I'm going to bed and Chad already did. I will see you in the morning." she said and she left the kitchen with Rob following soon after. 

In the living room I made my bed on the couch, stripped down to my thong and took off my bra before putting my muscle shirt back on. They weren't the best night clothes but they would do, for tonight anyways. I laid down on the couch, stretching my tired body. It still seemed unreal to me that only a day had past since I left home. It already felt like I had been here for a long time. I closed my eyes, trying to fall asleep but my thoughts kept returning to the kitchen when Rob had licked the icing off of my hand. Just replaying the scene in my head made my pussy start to get wet. His lick had been very sensual, making me wonder what his tongue would do on my pussy. I could just imagine his head between my legs, licking my ripe rose. My clit throbbed from imagining everything and I slipped my hand down my panties to touch it. Waves of pleasure drifted through my body and I slid my middle finger in my cunt, feeling my muscles tighten. 

I laid on the couch, thinking of Rob and pumping my pussy with my own fingers. The realization that I was thinking of him and masturbating on his couch turned me on even more and I was soon moaning. My body was shaking and I felt ready to cum when suddenly I felt his presence in the room. I pulled my hand out of my panties, startled. Rob was standing at the foot of the couch, in his boxers with a raging hard-on, watching me. "Don't stop" he quietly said and I couldn't refuse his gentle command. I put my hands back into my panties and continued playing with my pussy. Rob slowly walked to the side of the couch and bent down on his knees. I could see his cock poking out of the hole in his boxers, hard as a rock, and playing peek a boo every time he moved. The view made me wetter and I stopped playing with my pussy so that I could reach over and stroke the purplish pink head that was so shiny and soft. 

"Oh God Bubbles, you are so beautiful. I have had this fantasy since we were in junior high" he said, before reaching down to unstrap my bra. He pulled it off slowly before gently pulling off my panties. I lifted my ass off the couch so that he could pull them down, and the sight of my hairless pussy thrust almost in his face made him moan. I started rubbing my tits making my nipples hard, but it was not long before Rob's mouth descended on them. He kissed them slowly before taking a nipple into his mouth and then looked me in the eye as he licked it with the tip of his tongue. The feeling was great and soon I was taking my other tit and rubbing it, before lifting it up to lick myself. The sight must have greatly turned Rob on because soon he was pushing up the tit he had been sucking towards my mouth. I stopped sucking and switched to my other tit, licking it as Rob had. He sat back on his knees and watched, rubbing his Dick with one hand, and my other tit with another hand. 

Moaning, Rob leaned down and started licking the same nipple that I was, until our tongues met and we started kissing. I sat up on the couch in a sitting position, the whole time our kiss not breaking. He was still on his knees and I leaned forward, wrapping my legs around his and pressing my damp nipples against his chest. His cock gently nudged my pussy lips and at the feeling he pressed it harder against my pussy, but not hard enough to go in. The kissing and touching was almost enough to send me over the edge, and I pulled away. He then stood up and took his boxers off, giving me a better view off his lovely penis and his big round hairless balls. The sight of them made me want to put them in my mouth and lovingly suck them. His cock was at my face level and I leaned forward and kissed the tip of head. Slowly I took his cock in my hand and began stroking it, watching as the pre cum made the tip of his cock wet. I wanted to taste it, moved to take his cock in my mouth. I swallowed it up, making him moan and grab the back of my head. 

"Oh baby you suck a good dick!" he groaned as he began to pump in and out, fucking my mouth. My ego was sky high, thinking that this was my first time and I was damn good. It gave me the courage to lift my hand up and rub his balls as he fucked my face. They were hard and felt ready to explode. I must have been right because he soon pulled out of my mouth and gripped the tip of it, stopping his orgasm. I had wanted to taste him, to take his load of cum into my mouth and I felt unsure as to why he pulled away. Rob got back down on his knees and pushed me back onto the couch so that I was kind of laying down. He pulled my legs up and put them on his shoulders before leaning down to blow on my pussy. The warmth of his breath made my pussy wetter. He lowered his head down deeper into my bald snatch and lightly licked my clit. My body shivered and I pushed my hips up, making his tongue press harder against my clit. I watched as Rob moved a little and then pulled my lips apart and put his tongue in my pussy hole. 

I started to grind my hips as he fucked my pussy with his tongue and I grabbed his head and pressed in firmly in my crotch. I could feel an orgasm coming and knew that soon I would explode. He kept licking and in between licks said, "Oh baby, I love the taste of you. Your pussy is as sweet as honey". His words were enough to send me over the edge and soon my body was quaking with a violent orgasm. I pushed his head into my cunt as my body quivered and I felt my juices running down my crack. I was so wet, and Rob was so ready to be fucked by me. I got up quickly off the couch and made him sit down, taking full control. His 8 inch cock was standing at full salute and I turned my back to him and gently sat down on it. My pussy was still tight and I felt a little bit of pain and hesitated for a moment. Chads had been smaller and had not entered me fully, but Rob's was filling me up and I could feel him throbbing. 

He let out a sigh before pushing his hips up, making it deeper and I quietly moaned in pain/pleasure. Slowly I began to move my hips, gyrating on his cock as he grabbed my hips and squeezed my ass. My pussy was wet and I could hear it sliding in and out. Rob rubbed my back as I rode him before bringing his hands forward to rub my nipples. They hardened again instantly and I threw my head back in pleasure. My long black hair covered us and mixed with our sweat, despite the cool air conditioner. My orgasm was building with each grind, and every time I pumped my hips down, he would push up, making each thrust deeper until I couldn't control myself and let out a loud moan. Rob reached up and clamped his hand over my mouth to quiet me so that Tabby wouldn't wake up, and the whole time my body shook with an orgasm I couldn't control. 

Rob continued pumping my pussy while I had my orgasm, and soon I felt him start to shake. He pulled out really fast to stop himself from cumming and then had me get up and bend over on my hands and knees on the floor. He positioned himself behind me and guided his cock into my dripping pussy, easily sliding in. Grabbing my hips, he began to pump in and out with long deep strokes, making me moan loud again. I tried hard to be quiet, but his cock was so good. His thrusting became more urgent, and his breathing began to get louder, and soon I felt him pull his Dick out and felt five or six hot, wet, and sticky globs squirt on my ass and lower back. I could feel it oozing down the crack of my ass and Rob rubbed his cock in it and spread it down to the crack of my ass until he reached my hole. 

After a few minutes Rob got up and grabbed his boxers and returned to wipe my back off with them. After cleaning it completely I got up and watched as he wiped his now flaccid penis. I admired its size and the smoothness of his balls, and I could feel my clit began to throb with arousal again. He sat on the couch and motioned for me to sit next to him. I climbed up next to him and laid my head on his shoulder, feeling content. This was what great sex should feel like I thought. Not quick and gross feeling. It made me ashamed that I had fucked Chad and lost my virginity to him earlier, and I laid on Rob thinking about it until I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer. 

Sunlight flooded the room and I opened my eyes slowly, stretching my body at the same time. The room was cool and it looked hot outside already. I glanced at the clock on the wall and it said a quarter till twelve. I sat up shocked that I had slept in that late, and looked around for signs of Rob. I was still naked and was covered up. I must have fell asleep on him and he covered me up and went to Tabby and his bedroom. Guilt rushed through me for a moment and then jealousy, knowing that he spent the rest of his night in bed with her. I shook the feeling off and stood up to put my clothes on just as Tabby walked into the living room. Naked, I tried to cover myself and she said "sorry" and turned her back to me, but not before catching a good look at my body and I saw something in her eyes that I had never seen before. 

I quickly put my clothes on and she turned back around. " I came to wake you up and see if you wanted to go swimming with me" she said, and I finally noticed she was wearing a bikini. Her breasts strained against the top of the bikini and her hips looked round and sexy in the high cut thong. Tabby's chubbiness only made the suit look good and not bad as it would have on someone else. Her fiery red hair was in a bun and her pale skin made the black suit look fabulous. She didn't notice me checking her out and for that I was grateful. " I don‘t have suit with me. Do you have any that would fit me" I said, knowing that she didn't. She shook her head and said "You can swim in your under clothes. The guys are asleep and the pool is fenced in". 

We went out to the patio through sliding glass doors and the intense heat of the noon time hour hit me. I closed the door behind me and took off my shorts and shirt as Tabby took the pool net and cleaned the pool. After rubbing sun tan lotion on I jumped into the pool, with Tabby following behind me. We both swam laps until we were both exhausted and got out of the pool to lay on sun chairs. My white sheer bra was wet and you could see totally through it and my big brown nipples clung wetly to it. My thong was soaked also but wasn't as sheer. I laid down in the chair and Tabby and I started talking about the guys. She asked me if I like Chad and I told her I didn't. I thought she looked a little relieved at my comment but I didn't say anything to her. We were both quiet and I put my head back and closed my eyes. Both of us must have fell asleep because we both woke screaming to cold water, awakened from my dreams of Rob. 

I jumped up off the chair and screamed as I noticed Tabby start to chase Chad. Realization hit me that the guys had just drenched us in cold water and I looked at Mike who was looking at me in my again now see through panties and bra. Lust filled his blue eyes, and I had to look away. Tabby and Chad were now in the pool, she had pushed him in, and they swam their way over to us after a few minutes of play wrestling. They got out of the pool and we all sat down. Tabby and Rob sat on one chair, Chad on the other and I opted for the wet cement. We all sat around joking and Rob ran into the house and rolled a couple joints that we smoked. We were all in a silly mood again when Rob suggested we play truth or dare. We laughed at him but agreed to play. " I feel like we are in junior high again " Tabby said, passing another joint to me. 

I had to admit that it did feel that way, and every one kept picking truth until finally Tabby got brave and said "Dare". Rob's face turned serious, and after a few seconds of thought dared Tabby to kiss Chad. We all looked stunned for a moment and Chad had a big grin on his face. I just sat hitting the joint until Tabby said " Only if you kiss Bubbles too". As soon as the words were out of her mouth I started choking on my hit. The three of them started laughing and then we all got serious again. Tabby stood up and walked over to sit next to Chad, who I noticed was already hard. I looked at Rob and he motioned for me to come sit next to him too. Rob seemed to wait for Tabby to kiss Chad before he leaned over and began to kiss me. 

His kiss was just as gentle as it had been the night before, and I felt my heart throb with feelings I had never felt before. Was I falling in love with him. I couldn't be. He was my best friends boyfriend, even though out of the corner of my eye I could see Tabby on top of Chad kissing him with lust. I put my attention back on Robs kiss, letting myself go as I had the night before. Rob held me close to him and whispered between kisses, so softly that I almost didn't hear, that he loved me. The boy I had known all my life, my best friends boyfriend, and now the man that I knew I was in love with after only one night of passion. We were lost in each other and never heard Tabby and Chad get up and spread all of our fluffy towels out on the ground. They called our names and we stopped long enough to see them both naked and on the ground, with room on the towels for us. Rob pulled me up and I laid down next to Tabby shyly. Chad started to kiss Tabby all over, and I watched him go down on her as Rob took both mine and his clothes off. 

Rob then positioned himself over me in the 69 position so that his smooth balls and succulent cock were in my face. At the feel of his tongue on my pussy I turned my attention away from Tabby and Chad, and put all my attention on his cock and balls. I took his balls first into my mouth, sucking one first and then the other. He let out a low groan between licking my pussy and I pushed my hips up to his face. His cock came next, and I took all 8 inches into my mouth. I licked and sucked his beautiful pink shaft, tasting his wonderful pre cum and I moaned when he flicked his tongue on my clit. 

Chad and Tabby were going at it just as hard, and I soon felt someone touching my tit and looked over to see Tabby smiling at me. She began to rub my nipples, making them hard. Timidly I reached over and started to fondle hers and she moaned in delight. This was definitely a side of my best friend that I had never seen, and the thought and feel of her tits, along with Robs tongue sent me into a orgasm. Rob pulled off of me and turned around, pulling my legs high in the air. He cock slid easily into my very wet twat, and his head fell back in pleasure. I looked over at Chad just as he was sliding into Tabby and heard her moan as he entered her. I continued to rub her tits as she rubbed mine, and the guys watched us as they pumped in and out of our pussies. The smell of coconut sun tan oil and sex filled the air and I was so turned on by it That I started to moan loudly. The sounds of two couples fucking hard, bodies slapping against each other filled the air and all of us were moaning loudly. 

Chad stopped fucking Tabby and had her turn over to so that he could fuck her. I watched as he pulled his dick out and rubbed it against her ass hole, making it wet before he rammed his cock up her tight ass. She groaned loudly, from either pain or pleasure and then started to moan. Robs thrusts started to become even deeper and I could feel his cock twitching inside of me and I knew he was cumming. He continued to pump my pussy and Tabby leaned her body over so that she could suck my nipples. This renewed Robs vigor and he started pounding me harder. I looked up at Chad and he was watching Tabby lick my tits and soon after I watched as he began to shake. Tabby moaned as Chad filled her ass up with his hot cum and I watched her convulse in orgasm as he squirted it in her ass. She stopped sucking my nipples as her body shook and soon I felt Rob throbbing again. He pulled out of me this time and I sat up on my elbows and commanded him to cum on my chest as my body was rocked with another orgasm.Rob stroked his cock three more times and soon was shooting gobs of his cum on my tits and face. Some got in my mouth and I swallowed it, loving its salty, yet sweet taste. 

Breathing hard, and still moaning from the sex, we all laid in a big heap by the pool. Chad and Tabby got up soon and walked into the house to his room and me and Rob continued to lay by the pool. I looked over at him, and he looked at me. " I love you Bubbles" he said, making my heart flutter. Without saying anything, I got up off the ground and he got up behind me. I could feel his cum dripping from my pussy and I took his hand in mine as we walked back into the house. 

Epilogue 

Tabby and I stood up together, our black gowns gently blowing in the wind. Our class stood tall and proud after accepting our Diplomas, and I looked into the crowd and searched for Robs face. I finally found it through the sea of people and he was smiling at me. My four years of College seemed to fly by after that day by the pool. Rob and Tabby broke up mutually and her and Chad started a relationship. I moved in with Rob and we both continued to stay deeply in love with each other. Our sex was always great and every once in a while all four of us got together for a nice game of truth or dare. I will never forget my first days at College, and my journey into adulthood........ 



First Day Of School



I was actually glad there was a little bit of my margarita left. It tasted good.

“So, did the guy ask you out?” Lisa said between sips of her wine.

“What guy?”

“The guy you were dancing with. The guy from the table. Hell, Chris. Don’t tell me you blew it.” Lisa gave me a mocking scowl. I was about seventy five percent sure she was joking.

There had been a guy. I remembered him as kind of cute. I remembered saying “Hi” and watching Lisa’s ass. That was about all I remembered.

“No, he didn’t ask me out. I guess I blew it,” I said.

“Want to go back?” Lisa asked, this time with a smile.

“No!”

She laughed and put her hand on my knee. It squeezed gently before sliding off. I reached for my glass so I didn’t have to look Lisa in the eyes. The glass was empty, but the shiver that had raced through my body was gone.

“Want another?” Lisa asked.

“No way. That’s all for me tonight,” I said truthfully.

But it wasn’t the end of the dancing. We were on the floor for another set of songs, this time staying closer together. It was more crowded and we often touched each other while we moved.

It wasn’t until I was lying in bed that night that I allowed myself to think about the feeling I had when Lisa and I touched. Her hand on my knee. Our hands on the dance floor. It was electric and I didn’t know why.

I wasn’t captivated by women. They didn’t fascinate me. I wasn’t attracted to Lisa.

I could smell her perfume in the bed with me. My hand was rubbing the outside of my panties before I even realized it. I could feel the wetness begin to soak through. I moved up to my clit.

I saw Lisa’s breasts press against her shirt. The nipples were clearly hard. Her ass swayed in front of me inside of tight slacks. My fingers pressed harder against my clit.

She touched me. My hand slid inside my panties and found my clit again. It was hard and throbbing. Lisa was dancing, but now her shirt was off. She stood just inches in front of me, her gorgeous breasts rocking with the music.

My ass was off the bed as I inserted a finger into my cunt. My juices soaked it down to my fist. I put the finger on my clit and took in a deep breath. I let it out with a loud moan.

Lisa’s slacks were off. Then her panties. She was naked in front of me, reaching for my hands. She placed them on her breasts before I moved them to her pussy. I rubbed myself frantically.

Lisa started to cum. “Yes, Lisa. That’s it. Cum for me.”

My body shook hysterically. My legs stretched for the end of the bed. My hips rose and sank, trying to fuck my hand. My clit cried out to me to rub it harder…faster. I was crying out her name and cumming over and over. Her body. Her smell. Her face and hair. I came again.

“Jesus Christ, Chris.” Those were the first words I actually heard. My hands were covering my eyes. I could smell myself on my right hand and felt the moisture on my forehead.

My body stopped shaking a minute later. If I’d had a better orgasm I certainly couldn’t say when, or with whom. Guilt crept in, followed by a flood of bewilderment. What just happened? Did I just get myself off thinking of a woman I’d just met? A fucking woman?

I was asleep before any answers came to me.

Monday was the first of three days of in-service for the teachers before students arrived. I managed to put up with the good-natured kidding that was heaped upon me concerning Saturday night. Lisa and I sat together throughout the sessions and ate lunches together each day. She was a big help in wading through what I needed to know and what I could discard.

On Wednesday afternoon during a break, Lisa asked, “How about a drink tonight after this is over?”

“Just one.” I tried to keep an earnest look on my face when I said it. But when she laughed, I did too.

“Is that a yes?” Lisa inquired.

“Yes. Where?”

“O’Reilly’s on Front Street. Know where it’s at?” she asked.

“Sure. That’s a good place. No band,” I said.

“Great. How about six?”

I smiled. “I’ll be there…in jeans.”

I also wore a lace cami top with spaghetti straps that I swore I’d never wear in public. I don’t have the largest breasts in the world, but this top would make any girl look good. Stopping just above my jeans, it made me feel sexy but not quite a slut.

I arrived a few minutes before Lisa and grabbed a table away from the door. My beer and Lisa showed up about the same time. She walked through the door and stopped to look around. The outline of her figure in the jeans and tank top mesmerized me. She finally saw me and was soon seated in the chair next to me.

“Chris. You look…stunning,” she said, looking me over twice. “Wow.”

“Is it too much?”

Lisa just stared at me. “Too much what? Sexy? Flattering? Chic?”

“Yeah.” I said it as nonchalantly as I could.

Lisa laughed the laugh I was beginning to become infected with. It was an honest display of pleasure. “Girl, it’s all that. I love it.”

“Thank you. I value your opinion,” I said as a waiter came to take Lisa’s drink order.

“Aren’t you glad that in-service is over?” she asked.

“Yeah, but I did learn some stuff. I suppose the…,” I stopped just short of saying ‘older’. “…the teachers that have been around longer than me hate it.”

“Yes, the older teachers hate it.” The emphasis she placed on older got her point across, even without her dirty look.

“Sorry. I don’t consider you one of them. You’re…like me somehow. I don’t know how to explain it,” I said, sorry I had even mentioned it.

“Thanks, I guess. Just consider me a 32 year old first year teacher.”

I laughed back at her. I would move on before getting myself in further trouble.

I was beginning to learn that Lisa was an expert on not allowing the discussion to center too much on her. Several times since I’d met her she’d steered us away from topics dealing too closely with her private life or past. Little things came out, but nothing bordering on substantial.

Perhaps she was more sincerely interested in me than I gave her credit for. That would have been sweet, but I was inclined to think she just didn’t want to talk about her. One thing she’d never find out from me was that I came thinking about her. Not until she admitted to the same about me, and that question wasn’t going to be asked by me.

We left after about ninety minutes. Outside the bar she wished me luck on my first day with kids. The next thing I knew I was hugging her, thanking her for her help. It just seemed like the natural thing to do. We said goodbye and headed our separate ways.

I arrived early for the first day of school. I stopped in the office and checked my mailbox, which contained a small, wrapped box. Despite the urge to open it, I gathered the rest of my stuff and headed for Room 12…Miss Spivey’s third grade classroom.

I put my bag and purse on the desk and sat to open the box. Inside the plain white box was a small piece of paper folded in half. I opened it. “Chris. Congratulations and good luck. Lisa”

Under the note and a piece of cotton was a lovely gold necklace with an apple pendant. My hands trembled as I took it from the box. I held it up for a second before placing around my neck and latching it in place. I tucked it inside my blouse and held it in place with my hand. Two tears ran down my cheeks before I could wipe them away.

I rushed to prepare the room before allowing more tears to flow. I sniffled and heard, “Hey, kid. Today’s the day.”

Lisa was holding all her stuff in both arms, smiling ear to ear.

“I’m ready…I think,” I said.

“I know you are. You’ll do great.”

She turned to cross the hall.

“Hey, Lisa,” I yelled after her. She stopped and looked over her shoulder. “Thanks.”

She had a blank look for a second, until I reached for my necklace.

“Oh,” she finally said. “I hope you like it.”

“I love it.” And I did. Nobody bought me stuff. No boyfriend had ever done anything nearly as nice. I DID love it.

The day went smoother than I expected. The kids were great and none were left over when the busses pulled out at the end of the day. The troublesome kids were easy to pick out and I expected to be able to handle them. All and all, the day was a success.

I twirled the necklace around my finger and, in the privacy of my room, kissed the little apple. Sitting back in my chair, the tension of the day flowed out of me. I closed my eyes and tried to think of nothing. But Lisa’s perfume wouldn’t let me.

“Want to do it again tomorrow?”

She had got me again. I snapped my eyes open and jerked my head around to look at the door. “Yes, I do. And are you trying to give me a heart attack?”

“What?” she asked, her hands spreading open beside her.

“You know what. You wait until I’m not looking, I swear.” I smiled to make sure she knew I wasn’t too serious.

“It’s my way of preparing you for kids.”

“I don’t want any kids,” I said. As soon as the words came out, I knew what she meant. “I mean, I don’t want to HAVE kids. I do want kids in here.”

She laughed as hard as I’d ever heard her laugh. She looked down the hall. “Hey, Linda. Chris doesn’t want any kids,” she yelled.

“Lisa Owens. Stop it.”

“Well…”

“Anyway,” I said, “I believe you need a man to have kids and the chances of that aren’t very good right now.”

“You could have had that guy at the club last week,” Lisa said enthusiastically.

“Yeah, right. For an hour. Then he’s gone and I never see him again. No thanks.”

Lisa didn’t answer. What the young teacher was saying was all too familiar and cutting. Too many men had entered Lisa’s life when she was younger and too many of them vanished overnight.

She’d only had one man since and that was more friendship than love. That, too, didn’t last. She found women to be more caring, compassionate and comforting. And better lovers.

“Listen, Chris. How about stopping by my place on Saturday. We’ll watch a video and just relax. No kids,” Lisa said.

“OK. I’d like that,” I said. “I’ll try not to ask too many stupid school questions.”

Lisa leaned against the doorframe, her hips bending out like a model posing. “Oh, don’t worry. If we’re lucky we won’t talk about school at all.”

“What time and what do you want me to bring?” I asked.

“How about seven or so and I’ll buy. No big deal.”

A date. I hadn’t actually looked forward to a date in so long I couldn’t remember the last time. However, driving home I debated with myself on whether it really was a date. A co-worker had asked me over. That’s hardly a date. Why did I consider Lisa asking me over a date?

I decided I spent too much time trying to figure such things out.

I survived the first week of school and headed into the weekend with a pretty good attitude. Saturday morning I cleaned my apartment and looked at some of the kids’ papers. In the afternoon I shopped and watched TV, anxious for the evening to arrive.

I showered after eating dinner and put on a touch of herbal body splash, thinking it didn’t smell nearly as nice as Lisa’s perfume. Choosing what to wear wasn’t all that difficult. Jeans would do, of course. I threaded my sash belt through a couple of loops and tied it in place just off-center in the front.

Now the top. And bra or no bra? This was becoming more difficult. The conservative me took over and I put on a sheer bra. But when I pulled out a tank top I liked—and remembering how much Lisa liked my cami—the naughty me took off the bra and slid on the top.

I adjusted the straps and looked in the mirror. Cleavage wasn’t my strong point, but you could tell I had breasts. I loved the way this top felt against my nipples and decided it was good enough for watching a video with Lisa.

The first indication to Lisa that she was excited about having me over was when she opened her “special occasion” underwear drawer. She peered in for a second before moving some of the silky, small objects aside. There it was. She pulled out a black thong and spread the straps apart. One leg at a time, she stepped into it and pulled it up. The straps snapped into place and she ran her fingers down the inside of the front until it was just right.

Lisa turned to the side and looked at herself in the mirror. The health club membership was worth every penny. She had a spectacular ass and waist, which she fretted over and worked on constantly. The strap of her thong was hidden between the cheeks of her ass and she squeezed them together with glee.

She pulled on jeans that clung to her like skin and removed a shirt from its hanger. Not just any shirt. This was her floral sheer—no, make that see thru—shirt with patterns that concealed the nipples and that was about all. Lisa tucked it into her jeans and looked once again into the mirror.

Very nice. She unbuttoned one more button at the top and looked again. Perfect. Her last act in the bedroom was to spray herself, as she always did, with Giorgio.

Lisa checked the refrigerator. She had beer, wine and all the ingredients for margaritas. She had made a small meat and cheese tray and planned on making popcorn later. She was ready.

I arrived a few minutes past seven, anxious to see the inside of Lisa’s condo. She had described it as a hole in the wall, but I suspected otherwise.

“You made it. Come on in,” Lisa said cheerfully as soon as the door opened.

A kitchen and eating space opened up on the right with a hallway straight ahead and stairs on the left. At the end of the hall was a bright, open great room.

“Wow. This is a great place, Lisa,” I said.

She put her hand on my back and led me down the hall.

“Thanks. It’s all I need,” she said.

A cathedral ceiling rose overhead as we got to the living area. A dining room on the right spilled into the family room with its stone fireplace. I looked up and saw a loft behind a beautiful wood railing running the length of one wall.

“Lisa, this is gorgeous. I’m so envious.”

It wasn’t until then that I had a chance to really look at my hostess. She looked stunning in her shirt and jeans. Somewhere in my mind it registered that there was nothing under the shirt. And a strange sensation ran through me. It was somewhere between excitement and lust.

“Chris, you have the most beautiful shirts. I love that on you,” Lisa was saying to me.

“Oh, thanks,” I said. “I assumed this wasn’t formal tonight.”

Lisa laughed. “Hardly. I don’t do formal very well.”

We decided to share some wine and I followed Lisa to the kitchen. She handed me the meat and cheese tray and I carried that back to the living room as she poured the wine. She joined me a few seconds later and we sat on opposite ends of the couch.

As we talked, ate and drank, I was absorbed in studying the woman’s features. Her blonde hair, of course, was perfect without looking phony. Her eyes and nose and mouth were faultless. And looking at her from the side when she reached for more cheese, the outline of her breasts appeared under her shirt. Although disrupted intermittently by the floral patterns, the natural beauty of the breasts was evident.

This woman was every man’s dream and she was sitting here on a Saturday night with me. The pieces of the puzzle were still scattered on the table when it came to Lisa, but patterns were emerging. I wouldn’t worry about the big picture until later. Right now I was enjoying looking at the pieces.

Lightning from several miles away flashed outside a window. It was nearly dark and the effect was eerie. Several seconds later the faint rumble of thunder could be heard. As Lisa refilled our glasses, I walked to the largest window and looked out.

“Go ahead and pull those shades,” Lisa shouted from the kitchen.

I closed them and met her near the couch.

“I don’t mind storms. Do you?” she asked.

“No. Not until they become severe. Then I worry, sometimes,” I said without hiding my childish fears.

“If it gets worse, you can stay until it’s over,” she said calmly.

“I just might.”

Lisa had rented the video of Chicago and we put it on after talking some more. She made some microwave popcorn and we sat barefoot on the couch with out legs tucked under us and pillows by our side.

Bright flashes of lightning and loud claps of thunder outside accompanied the film. Rain pounded against the windows in torrents as the wind howled. This was a typical spring storm in early autumn. I was glad to be with somebody.

“Man. It’s really…,” Lisa started to say. Then a blinding bolt of lightning was followed by total darkness and a deafening roar of thunder.

“Oh, shit,” Lisa cried.

Only the light from the non-stop lightning illuminated the room. I saw Lisa stand up.

“I’ll get a flashlight and some candles. You stay right there,” she said.

I didn’t even offer to help. I felt like such a little kid as Lisa rummaged in the kitchen. I heard her returning and turned to see her walking down the hall with a flashlight and an armful of stuff.

She bent down and laid matches, candles and another flashlight on the couch where she sat. The candles were the scented candles in small, round glass containers.

“Put a couple candles on the table and light them. OK?” she asked.

I quickly lit two candles as she put a third on the end table. Already the room was faintly brighter and much “friendlier”. Lisa stood in front of the couch and reached down for her wine.

“Well. So much for watching Chicago,” she said.

I laughed a weak, nervous laugh. “That’s OK. It’s not your fault.”

Another huge crack of thunder followed a brilliant flash of lightning. Lisa sat on the couch close to me.

“You OK?”

“Yes. I’m fine. Don’t worry about me. As long as I’m with someone…,” I said sounding very unconvincing, I’m sure.

“OK. I’ll stay then,” Lisa said.

I laughed again. We watched the light of the candles combine with the light show outside. It was actually very relaxing. Or was that the wine?

At some point I realized Lisa was silently gazing at me. I met her eyes.

“Chris, I’m really glad you’re at the school. I think we’ll have a good year, don’t you?” she asked in the semi-darkness between lightning strikes.

“I hope so. I’m afraid of screwing up, but with you around to help I should be OK.”

“I keep telling you. You’ll do fine,” she said.

I looked at her and smiled in lieu of saying anything else. Her hair and eyes glowed even in the candlelight. We just sat and looked at each other for a second, but it seemed to last forever.

Another lightning flash seemingly right outside the condo caused me to jump. Lisa scooted over a foot or so on the couch until we were close enough to touch each other. She put her hand on my leg.

“Relax, Chris. I’m here.”

I put my hand on hers and squeezed it. She turned her hand over until our palms met. Then our fingers intertwined and we held each other tight. I looked into her face again. She was already looking at me, but not with a smile. It was a contented look. Peaceful.

She brought my hand to her mouth and kissed it.

“It’ll be alright.”

A chill ran through me. She put my hand on her cheek and my entire body felt like it was being drawn to her. I leaned towards her.

Lisa let go of my hand and reached out her arm. I fell into it slowly. She put it around my shoulder and we slid our bodies closer together. My head was on her shoulder before I even knew what was happening.

Nothing was said. We sat and watched and listened. Then I smelled her perfume. It surrounded me. It was as if I’d entered another room—a safe, bright room.

Lisa’s hand slid up and down my arm, then moved to my hair. She pulled my head harder against her shoulder. Softly…gently…she kissed the top of my head.

I looked up at her and turned my head so I was facing her. We were less than a foot apart. I could hear her breathe. I saw her sensual lips part. And I wanted to kiss her.

Our lips met while my eyes were closed. The shock of the contact made me flinch, but I kept in contact with her. Neither of us attempted to make the kiss anything more than it was.




First Day Of School



“Oh, Chris,” Lisa sighed when our lips separated.

My arm had wrapped around her back and I held her by the waist. I wanted to reposition the way I was sitting, but I was afraid to move. Maybe I was still in shock.

“Lisa. I…I…”

The woman kissed me again. Gently. She solved my discomfort on the couch by moving her body more to face me. The only problem was my hand now was on her side, at breast level. I felt it brush against the side of her right breast as our kiss continued. I felt her stiffen and sensed an intake of air by her when we touched.

Just before breaking the kiss, she put both hands on my side. When I opened my eyes again she was looking at my body, moving her hands to the small amount of skin below my top and above my jeans.

Her fingers caressed my skin. She had to feel and hear my uneven breathing. I didn’t want her to stop, but I didn’t want her to go any farther. The kisses were nice and heartfelt, but…she was touching me with fingers that seemed to float on my skin.

Lightning and thunder faded outside, but still broke the night’s silence. Candlelight flickered off Lisa’s face. She was more beautiful than ever.

I felt pressure against my waist. I was being pushed backward ever so lightly. I was going to fall onto the couch.

My head delicately hit the pillow behind me. My legs stretched out along the front of the couch, next to Lisa’s. In the dimness I saw her leaning down to me and I reached out for her.

With my arms wrapped around her, she put her mouth on mine and we kissed passionately, with an overpowering lust. I smelled her and felt her and heard her moaning while our tongues clashed. It all combined to form an awareness of nothing but her and me. No other sights or sounds existed.

Lisa’s hands ran over my hair and onto my face. She laid her body on mine and I managed to swing my legs onto the couch beneath her. Finally, we lay face-to-face, chest-to-chest, lost in a kiss.

Actually, the kiss had turned into a mutual attempt to devour the other woman. Out mouths opened and closed around each other, licking and sucking at the same time. Whimpers escaped from both of us, as if trying to communicate our desires.

With Lisa’s hands all over me, I failed to notice that she had pulled the straps of my top over my shoulders. What I noticed was that her right hand was able to slide inside my top and rest on my left breast.

This first touch by a woman sent more than waves through my body. I was trembling as if in a snowstorm naked. I was scared. Until she touched my nipple. THAT sensation I already knew. I felt it in my pussy.

Lisa pulled the straps to my top off my arms, exposing both breasts. I made no attempt to stop her as her mouth headed for a nipple. If the feel of her hand on my nipple felt good, I can’t explain what happened when her tongue touched me.

“Oh, Lisa.” My eyes were closed, my mouth open. “No.”

I didn’t mean it and she knew it. Or if she thought I did, she wasn’t about to stop. She licked me until the nipple was hard and more sensitive than it had ever been. She put it in her mouth, along with a good portion of my breast. When she ran her tongue over it some more, I arched my chest toward her head.

This had to be the final sign to her that she had me. Nothing she could do the rest of the evening could disappoint me. She was an expert and she was about to use every skill on my body. As the storm faded outside, the storm inside me was just building up.

Lisa had one breast in her hand and the other in her mouth. I never wanted her to leave my chest. When she began to alternate them in her mouth I honestly believed I could have cum.

Maybe she sensed this because a moment later she pulled back. I watched as she leaned toward the table and blew out two of the candles, leaving just the one on the end table. It was barely enough for us to make out shapes in the room.

“Take off your top,” she said in a near whisper. “Please.”

She didn’t need to beg. I lifted it off, comforted somewhat by the darkness of the room. I asked myself what I was doing, but never considered saying no to Lisa. I lay back down, waiting for her to make the next move.

She began by unbuttoning her shirt. Perhaps the ghostly shadows of the room influenced me, but I wanted desperately to see and feel and taste her breasts. It was temptation at its ultimate. Nearly within arm’s length was one of the most beautiful bodies I’d ever seen and yet I couldn’t make it out. The breasts were there, then they weren’t. I wanted them.

Lisa pulled off the shirt and dropped it next to the couch. She hesitated for what seemed an eternity before leaning toward me. Right before her body contacted mine I saw the marvelous shape of her breasts as they hung down. When her breasts hit mine, I exhaled a moan that only lovers would understand.

She kissed my forehead and nose and face and neck. She licked me and nibbled on me and kissed me some more. Our hips grinded together while my hands explored her back and shoulders. She felt magnificent as she consumed me.

“I want you,” I murmured in her ear. “I want your…”

I didn’t need to say the word. She moved up and a breast hovered above my face. I put my hand on it just before it dropped to my mouth. Receiving it with my lips and tongue seemed like the most natural thing I had ever done.

My tongue couldn’t avoid the nipple. Having never been with a woman, never having a woman tell me what aroused her, I knew to lick and suck on her nipple. It’s what I would have wanted.

Lisa’s breasts were full and firm and wonderful. I let them rub against my face. They were cool and soft. I closed my eyes and lost myself in their splendor. Again I put one in my mouth and Lisa muttered a soft “Yes”.

My hands moved to her ass. I felt the warmth between her legs even through her jeans. I squeezed gently at first, then harder with a lustful zeal. I hoped that I would have a chance to feel the skin inside the jeans.

The truth was, I was beyond my initial alarm about what was happening and I now wanted what was once fantasy to become reality. We could have dressed at this point and come back another night. But I wanted this woman naked. Now.

I would worry later about what to do then.

What I hadn’t considered was that she wanted me naked, too. And she was on top. In control. So when she withdrew her breasts from my face and moved down my body, it took me by surprise.

Lisa lightly licked my nipples as she passed them by. Then I felt her tongue on my stomach and around my navel. God, don’t stop, I thought to myself.

She untied my belt and unbuttoned the jeans. When I heard the zipper being pulled down I felt my anxieties return. I also felt the wetness between my legs. I had a feeling my body’s needs would overcome my apprehensions.

I lifted my ass off the couch to allow Lisa to pull my jeans over my hips and down my legs. I looked up into the darkness and watched the flickering light of the candle bounce off the ceiling, creating crazy, indefinable patterns. My jeans hitting the floor snapped me back to the real world.

Cool air rushed over my body. But I felt safe. The lightning was nearly all gone and Lisa’s scent still surrounded me.

When her hands touched my thighs my body stiffened. Lisa’s fingers barely made contact with my skin as they rose up my legs. They slid under my panties and continued past my pussy and to the top of my legs. Then Lisa brought them together inside my panties directly over the small patch of hair that bordered my clit.

She made no attempt to arouse me. Just touch me. Perhaps look and feel for a response from me. I couldn’t move. But that was my way of saying, “Yes. More.”

Lisa pulled down my panties. That was the first time my mind really, really centered on the fact a woman was getting me naked and we were probably about to make love. I only had a faint clue of what we were supposed to do. Of course, lying on my back and letting the “expert” do me would be easy. How I should respond to her would be more difficult.

I desperately wanted not to disappoint her. But she had to know this was my first time. She had to.

My panties were on the floor. I was naked. Thank God it was dark. I told myself I would NOT wake up the entire city if the lights came back on. Breathe, Chris, breathe.

“Chris Spivey, you are beautiful. Absolutely gorgeous,” Lisa said quietly.

I could make out the smile on her face and I smiled back, embarrassed yet appreciative of her compliment.

“Thanks, Lisa. I hope…Uh. I haven’t…”

“Shhh. Let me teach you,” she said.

Teachers. That’s what we were. And Lisa was going to teach me how to love a woman. And be loved.

I watched her kneel between my legs and unbutton her jeans. She pulled down the zipper and pushed the pants halfway to her knees. I stared at the miniscule patch of material that covered her pussy. The thong was erotic in its simplicity. Lisa was smiling, but I never noticed.

She climbed off the couch and stood, letting the jeans fall to the floor before stepping out of them. Sensuously, she placed fingers around the straps of her thong and pulled it down. She turned just enough for me to see both her ass and her pussy as she removed it. I couldn’t stop looking as the shadows moved across her nakedness.

She posed for me for just an instant, her hands on her ass.

“God, Lisa.” I wanted to say she was beautiful and sexy and driving me crazy. But I didn’t know how. I was so afraid of saying something stupid I didn’t say anything. Maybe that was best.

Lisa got back on the couch, putting her knees between my legs and her mouth on my left breast. I held her head in place with my hand, brushing her fine blonde hair. I spread my legs farther apart as her tongue licked my nipple harder.

Then she moved lower again. This time she didn’t stop at my navel. She took small bites with her lips above and around my clit. But never on it. I moved my hips trying to put my clit under her mouth, but she moved away each time. She kissed my thighs and licked her way back up.

I felt the tension in my legs build until her tongue finally touched my clit. My entire body shuddered and I felt a strange calmness enter me. All the trepidation over another woman wanting me disappeared. It was happening and she was making me wild with lust. Just let it happen, Chris.

I felt Lisa’s tongue slide between the folds of skin that separated my cunt from my clit. She had to taste me. My juices had been building since the first kiss. Now her tongue was at the entrance to my cunt and I wanted her to savor me.

With her hands firmly planted on my ass, she lifted me off the couch and pushed her tongue inside me. Never before had a cock felt so good. She licked the inside of my cunt, hitting every corner she could reach. I moaned as she pulled out.

Her tongue slowly rose up between my legs. It teased my clit before making solid contact once again. I pushed myself into her face. I felt her squeeze my ass as she licked frantically. Her nose was pressed against me as she opened her mouth and accepted the entire area around my clit into it.

Now her lips and tongue worked together on the engorged clit. Sounds escaped me that I had never made before. This was total pleasure.

“Oh, Lisa. Yes. Yes.”

I was going to cum. That was inevitable. But I found myself wondering if I should cum now, when I wanted to, or wait. What would an “experienced” woman do? God, Chris, quit thinking. Concentrate.

My hand was on my breast, twirling a nipple between my thumb and forefinger. That was the last stimulus I needed.

I began to shake. Lisa manipulated my clit with precision and my nipple tingled. I cried out as the orgasm erupted inside me.

“Come on, Chris. That’s it.” Lisa only lifted her mouth long enough to utter the short words of encouragement, then placed it on me again.

My natural instinct took over. I started lifting and lowering my hips as if her mouth was a cock. I was fucking her face because that’s all I knew to do. I was cumming and when I came I moved my hips.

Fortunately, Lisa was able to maintain contact with my increasingly sensitive clit. The more she licked the more I came. My breasts swung back and forth in rhythm with my body and my head rolled from one side of the pillow to the other.

I was clutching the couch until moving my hands to the back of Lisa’s head. I never wanted her to leave the area between my legs. One orgasm flowed into another and my cunt felt like it would never return to normal. Deep inside of me ripples from the orgasms worked their way through me until bursting from my pussy.

“Lisa. Lisa, stop.”

I tried to crawl up the couch to get away from the tongue that had driven me to multiple orgasms and now needed to let me take a break. But Lisa clung to my ass and pulled me into her once more.

“Lisa,” I said half laughing. “No. Please.”

Finally she stopped. My body was numb. I had cum with men and lay with them while we recovered. But it was never like this. I was totally spent, breathing hard and on the verge of sweating.

“Oh, my God,” I sighed. “What was that?”

Lisa laughed and kissed my thighs, the moisture from her lips feeling cool on my skin. “That was an orgasm, I believe.”

I put my hands on my stomach and tried to relax. “I’ve had orgasms. That was different.”

Lisa crawled up my body, the feeling of her skin on mine sending new waves of delight through me. She kissed me and I got my first taste of the sweet juices that had just flowed out of me. We kissed long and hard, my hands exploring her body and her tongue exploring my mouth.

Her ass was magnificent to touch. The round curves gave way to my fingers and palms, compressing together until I moved back out to her hips again. I pulled her closer to me and felt her breasts on mine. I could have stayed like that all night.

But Lisa broke the kiss and rolled until she sat on the edge of the couch. She handed me my glass of wine and held her own. I leaned up.

“To your first time.” I accepted her toast and we touched glasses. Then each took a drink.

Lisa took my glass from me and returned it to the table. I watched with uncertainty as she lay on the other end of the couch, her legs stretching out around me. Her eyes penetrated mine and captured me. Once she knew I was watching her every move, she moved her glass to her breasts.

The glass tilted and a trickle of wine covered one breast. Lisa looked at me invitingly. I needed no other hints.

I lowered my head and caught the bottom of the flow of wine. I lapped it up and followed the stream to the top of her breast. It was the most exhilarating drink I’d ever had.

Lisa repeated the process on the other breast. I eagerly drank it up.

“Move down,” she said.

I obeyed. The glass poured a small amount of wine below her navel. I followed it down to the pencil thin strip of blonde hair above her clit. The rest of Lisa’s pussy was shaven completely clean. This woman wore thongs, for God’s sake, I told myself when marveling at the lack of hair.

Then a thought struck me. I hesitated, considered my choices, then acted. I reached for Lisa’s glass, stuck my forefinger deep into it and brought my dripping finger to her clit.

I rubbed the wine from my finger onto her clit, feeling her react to my touch. Before my mouth touched her, she had placed the glass on the floor. We were ready.

I tasted the wine first, then her skin. It was an amazingly smooth, warm, sweet taste. I licked again…a long, slow stroke from bottom to top. By the time I got her the third time, I could feel her clit grow. And I noticed that Lisa’s perfume wasn’t the prevailing fragrance. Her body had taken over.

Finding where to concentrate my efforts would be easier than I suspected. I felt better. Lisa’s moans of pleasure only increased my confidence.

I wanted to feel her ass again, so my hands slid under her. Her cheeks cupped perfectly into my palms and I kneaded them. By now I was hastily licking her clit, letting my nerves dictate the rhythm.

“Slow down, Chris,” I told myself.

When I did, Lisa pulled her knees apart and up toward her hips. She was beginning to feel more comfortable and I certainly was gaining self-confidence.

“Ahh, Chris. Eat meeee,” Lisa cried.

I engulfed her clit with my mouth and tried to feel for the proper place to lick and suck. I took the approach that if I covered the entire area with my tongue I’d have to hit it at some point.

Lisa’s body began gyrating around my mouth, so I assumed I was doing something right. Her sighs and moans helped convince me she was getting closer. I just didn’t want to screw up now.

“Oh, God. Yes. There.”

Her legs separated by another few inches and she rose off the couch. I wrapped my hands around the tops of her thighs to hold on as her orgasm began.

She shouted my name again, bucking wildly underneath me. I clung tightly to her as one orgasm fed another. I found myself moaning along with her, urgently wanting her to be satisfied.

Her pussy dripped from my saliva combined with her juices. I swallowed and kept going. I stroked her clit as hard as I could with my tongue and tucked it between my lips. Each time seemed to make Lisa cum again.

Eventually, her body relaxed and her moaning subsided. I brushed my mouth along one thigh and kissed it. Her soft skin felt warm and inviting. I kissed her clit one last time.

Lisa’s hand touched my hair. Soon, both hands were on my head, pulling me up to her. I looked forward to placing my breasts on hers this time, feeling my smaller breasts press into hers. The feeling was just as good as I had imagined.

When we kissed, Lisa wrapped her legs around my waist. The result was a soothing reassurance that everything was all right. I felt as if I was part of her and she accepted me for who I was. I would try to deal with those issues later.

“You were marvelous,” Lisa said into my ear.

“Thanks. You made it easy,” I told her.

We simply hugged and rolled back and forth on the couch. The storm had pretty much moved on and the candle continued to burn. It was plenty of light and added a peaceful touch to the sexual tension that had built and been released.

Lisa offered to let me go home if I wanted. I told her I wanted to stay.

“All night?” she asked playfully.

“Maybe.”

“What do I have to do to convince you?” Lisa asked.

“Pour wine all over me,” I said after a moment’s thought.

She laughed a genuine laugh and gave me a squeeze with her thighs.

“We just might have to do that.”

For half an hour, we lay in each other’s arms, talking and flirting. Several times I questioned myself about what was happening. At no point did I feel it was wrong. Surprising and unforeseen? Yes. Disappointing? No. Worth pursuing? Certainly.

Later, Lisa rolled off the couch and fumbled with my jeans. I realized quickly that she was pulling my belt from around the waistband. When it was free, she reached out an open hand to me. I grabbed it and she pulled me up.

“Get the candle,” she told me.

I leaned back and carefully picked it up. Hand in hand we walked through the darkness into her bedroom.

I sat the candle on the table next to the bed. Before I could lean back up, Lisa leaned into me with her body and pushed me onto the bed. We fell face first, my body letting out a great exhale when we hit the bedspread.

“Lisa!” I exclaimed with a childish laugh.

I felt something on my wrist. Then a gripping sensation around it. I looked over and saw my sash belt being looped around my wrist and my arm being pulled up to the headboard. In an instant, one end of the belt was tied to a railing in the headboard.

Lisa hovered over my body, her knees on either side of my waist.

“There. Now be a good girl and roll over.” Lisa had leaned down and nearly whispered the words into my ears. The sexy voice demanded to be obeyed.




First Day Of School



I rolled over. The woman straddled me, smiling broadly. I felt slightly more at ease, but still anxious. Or was it stimulated?

Lisa pulled my free arm over to the tied wrist, wrapped the belt around the second wrist, and tied it to the headboard. As she leaned over me, her breasts were inches from my face. I wanted them badly. But, I was bound tightly and securely. I wasn’t about to go anywhere soon.

“You ready to cum again?” she asked.

I just nodded.

Lisa slid off the bed and, in the semi-darkness, I watched her open a dresser drawer. She looked back over her shoulder while I looked at her beautiful ass.

“Special occasion drawer,” she said with a smile.

I giggled. A second later her hand reappeared from inside the drawer. A sparkle flashed quickly and vanished. Then it shined again. Silver. Whatever she had was silver.

She crawled back onto the bed and brought the object closer to my face. It was a smooth, silver dildo—a bullet-shaped toy of above average length and width.

“I realize you are more used to cocks,” she said, holding up the object.

“But…,” I began.

“OK. Maybe they’re not all this big.” She laughed as she rotated it in her hand.

“Lisa, I haven’t seen anything that big in my dreams,” I said, with great emphasis on dreams.

“After this, you won’t settle for anything less.”

The certainty with which she said it convinced me she might be right. I was horny again beyond description. Being tied up by this lovely woman, seeing her naked and having her produce the toy was more than I could bear. And I had a sneaky suspicion she knew how to use it.

“Relax and let Lisa take care of you, babe,” she said. How could I resist?

Lisa touched the toy against my calf and ran it over my knee to my thigh. My legs separated a little as she moved the dildo toward my pussy. She skimmed past it, leaving me with my ass half off the bed and the toy proceeding up my torso.

She drew a little circle around my navel before sliding the tip of the dildo up to my breasts. I wanted to take her hand and guide the toy, but the more I struggled against my constraints the tighter they got. I let her have her way.

When the cool, almost cold, tip of the dildo first touched one of my nipples, I thought I’d scream. It was though a switch had been turned on and my body activated. Each time she ran the toy over the nipple my body shivered. If it had been inside me, I’m not sure the reaction would have been any different. But I’d soon find out.

She played with both breasts, sensing my arousal. It could have also been from the fact I begged her for more.

Lisa waited for my eyes to open before taking the dildo and sliding it erotically into her mouth. I could not take my eyes off her soft lips sensuously wrapping around the silver toy. She used her tongue to lick the entire length of it and I felt the result in my cunt. She just smiled at me and moved between my legs.

Finally, she allowed the dildo to touch my clit on its way down to my cunt. I moaned and pulled against my belt. My body rocked back and forth, unable to control the excitement building up inside.

I felt the cold metal against my skin. I was wet and I imagined that Lisa could see the wetness shimmer on the silver even in the dim light of the bedroom. I looked down at the woman working the object so intently around the opening to my cunt.

Then I finally felt the end of the dildo touch my pussy lips. I threw my head down onto the pillow and waited. It was a short wait before the tip of the toy entered me. I felt my cunt stretch to receive it.

My God, I thought. This was just the tip of it and I felt my hole being expanded like never before. A moment later a wider portion of the dildo entered me and I cried out.

“Oh, God. Lisa. Ahhh.”

Whatever discomfort I felt at first gave way to total exhilaration as more of the toy entered me. Lisa was extremely gentle, allowing me to concentrate on the fact that this object was completely filling my vagina. I felt it everywhere inside me. No cock had ever done this to me.

When Lisa began a slow, methodical sliding of the dildo in and out of me I was sure I was in heaven. At least, this was how I wanted to die--with this silver toy filling me to the point of explosion.

“Yes. Yes. Please, fuck me.”

I wasn’t sure whom I was talking to…Lisa or the inanimate object. I just wanted it.

She picked up the pace and, from what I could tell, jammed the entire length of the dildo inside me. I felt it rub against all sides of my cunt, hitting every sensitive spot I had. No tongue could do this.

I bucked my hips wildly, unable to use my hands to guide the thing where I wanted it most. I wanted it on the top of my cunt and I managed to get it there at times by sinking my ass into the bed. Once again, the teacher was making me learn.

I was content with letting this process carry on until I felt Lisa’s tongue on my clit. I nearly screamed her name in delight and pleaded with her for more. After a few seconds of teasing, she sucked on the swollen clit.

An orgasm erupted and I shoved my lower body into her face and hand. The headboard rattled loudly as I struggled against my bondage. My body bounced violently on the bed as the toy continued to enter me again and again.

I’ve heard of people passing out during sex. I never believed it. But my head spun and I truly lost all sense of time and space. This was the closest I’d ever been to perfect sex.

I had no idea how long my orgasm lasted. Or should I say orgasms? But when I was done every muscle in my body hurt. Every inch of my breasts and pussy wanted to be touched. And I couldn’t get to them.

Lisa had put me in a position where I couldn’t say no and couldn’t stop saying yes. A week ago I thought women were good for chatting, eating and shopping with. Now I wasn’t sure that I didn’t want them in bed with me every night.

I had nearly attacked Lisa when she untied my hands. I wanted so badly to reciprocate the love she had given me. When the lights came back on, we were laying in bed, both having enjoyed the pleasure of the silver toy. I would leave her the next morning.

The school year will continue, but it won’t be the same. I will smell Lisa’s perfume and my mind will wonder. To a dark room on a stormy night.