3 comments/ 13629 views/ 9 favorites It Started With a Snog By: stevetruestories This is a fictitious story though based upon a few people from my student days, it's set in the early 1990's hence the lack of cell/mobile phones. Hope you enjoy. Steve. ***** James had just begun his second year of a history degree at a red brick university in the south of England. In his first year he had lived in campus halls of residence, now he was in a shared house. It was the norm for university friends to rent out a house together, but James had made no friends so had ended up renting a downstairs front room in a shabby Victorian terrace. The other occupants of the house were an eclectic bunch to say the least. The room next door was occupied by a rather effeminate guy of the same age. Upstairs, there was another guy, older, mid twenties, with wild eyes and a bushy beard. James had vowed to give him a wide berth. There was also a plain looking girl in the large room at the rear of the house and another girl who occupied the remaining room directly above him. Finally, on the top floor there were a couple, the girl was very pretty just like the ones in his stash of soft-porn magazines. His magazines dictated what girls should look like. Whilst James knew he would never stand a chance with a girl who was as pretty as those who posed so sexily and scantily, he thought all girls should look like them. Therefore, short girls, fat girls, thin girls, indeed any girl with the slightest imperfection was discounted. The girl upstairs, the one directly above him, was different, for she did not conform to his ingrained perceptions. A full figure, big breasts, long dark curly hair, green eyes. James thought she was in her early twenties so a few years older. James regretted not catching her name when Bea, the Landlady, reeled off the list of tenants. He had been in the house just over a week when he encountered her in the shared kitchen for the first time, he blushed as she extended out her hand, 'hi I'm Penny.' Penny's hand was was soft, welcoming, and soothing. She had long natural unpainted nails, James rapidly concluded there was nothing fake about her. He felt his throat go dry, 'James,' he squeaked. 'Student?' But rather than strike up a conversation or even engage with the girl, he simply nodded, before scuttling away to his room. In the safety of his room James knew he should have said something, anything as he pictured her thinking about his social ineptitude. She didn't look like a student and always left the house early, so must work somewhere. Why didn't I ask her what she did for a job? Now lying on his bed James recalled as he had exited the kitchen she had smiled knowingly. She must have realised I had been staring at her tits, James thought to himself. It hardly helped that through Penny's light coloured t-shirt James could see the outline of her bra. Just thinking about what lay beneath her t-shirt had him hard in an instant and he had to readjust himself. He encountered Penny a second time again in the kitchen. Second time round he he was more relaxed, no, that was a lie, he didn't blush so much. They did have a conversation, but he could not remember what he said, only that he gave staccato answers, not the smooth replies his fellow male students would give. But his other concern was to avoid an erection. He had hoped against hope that he might stand some sort of chance with her, but any faint hopes were dashed by the arrival of Neil after they had shared another all too brief conversation. It soon became apparent from the sounds they made upstairs Penny and Neil were an item. Lying on his bed, hearing then fuck upstairs, he felt sick in the stomach, it was almost as if Penny was his actual girlfriend and he was being cheated on. He was intelligent enough to recognise his feelings were in no way rational, which probably made the whole thing worse for him. A couple of days later, Saturday morning and as usual he had been thinking of her when his thoughts were disturbed by a knock on his bedroom door. 'James, have you got a 20p I can borrow for the shower?' It was Penny, standing outside in the hall. James' throat went dry as he visualised her nakedness under her purple bathrobe, 'er yeah,' he spluttered as he turned round, walked the short distance to his desk and picked up a loose 20p. 'Oh thanks,' she said as she reached out to take the coin. As she took the coin, her long nails gently inadvertently scraped against the palm of his hand and the sensation was felt all over his body. 'You are a sweetie.' He silently groaned as he visualised her nails scraping along another part of his anatomy. Blushing he attempted a smile. A few days later there was a knock at his door, it was Penny, 'here's your 20p.' Before he could reply she had brazenly entered the room. 'Quite a bit smaller,' she remarked as she looked around. 'Sorry.' 'Your room, it's a bit smaller than mine, you know mines directly above.' 'I know...' he began but stalled as she raised her arm and a small amount of midriff was revealed. 'But I've got a double bed so that takes up a fair bit of space,' as she pointed to his single. 'Do you mind?' Again she did not give him an opportunity to reply as she sat herself down on the bed. 'What's this?' Penny asked as she shifted uncomfortably. 'Err,' he spluttered in embarrassment as he realised he'd left a stack of his magazines under the top blanket. But Penny had already raised herself and was rummaging under the covers. A few moments later his embarrassment was complete when she triumphantly pulled out the magazine's. 'Hmm what do we have here then?' 'Er they're not mine, I was looking after them for a...' 'A likely story,' she replied as she nonchalantly flicked through the magazine and giggled. 'What?' 'At least the pages aren't stuck together.' Of course if a scenario like this had occurred in his magazine Penny would have already had her clothes off. But Penny was more interested in the magazine. James didn't know whether to be disappointed or relieved. 'Oh she's very pretty,' Penny cooed, 'what do you think?' She asked as she showed him a picture of Angel 19, 34-24-32dd. He remained rooted to the spot. 'Of course real women don't look like this. These look like they've been air-brushed, all perfect skin, not a spot in sight, and look at this pussy, who has the time to trim it and shape it like that every morning?' James, felt himself nod in agreement as if he knew what a real pussy looked like. 'Oh my God!' Penny exclaimed, 'her,' she pointed to a model who was more curvy than the rest. 'God, I thought that was...' 'Er who?' He croaked. It was now Penny's turn to blush, 'well I suppose I know one of your secrets.' She knows I'm a virgin! Penny read the confusion on his face, 'that you have a stash of naughty magazines, though Sam,' she pointed at the wall, 'will be disappointed.' 'Why?' She gave a little chuckle, 'he thinks you're gay.' 'But...' 'I didn't think you were and these magazines prove it. Now my little secret. Promise not to tell Neil?' He nodded. 'She,' Penny pointed to the girl in the magazine, 'she, is the spitting image of my ex's sister, you see when I found out he cheated on me I got my revenge by sleeping with her.' Did she really say that? He thought to himself. He must have miss-heard, he was still trying to process what he thought she'd said as she continued. 'I told him he should get his sister to teach him how to pleasure a woman properly, we sort of split up after that!' James had no idea how to react or even if he should say anything, his only action was to swallow hard. 'Oh dear have I shocked you?' He involuntarily nodded. She laughed, 'I do still like boys though,' as she winked at him. He felt himself blush again. 'You're probably wondering why I'm here.' Not giving him time to respond she continued, 'don't look so nervous I'm not going to seduce you or anything.' He gave a small sigh of relief. 'No it was Sam, it's his birthday and he's having a bit of a bash tonight and wanted to invite you but was a bit shy, although if he knew what you kept hidden under the sheets he probably wouldn't be so keen.' 'Er I don't think so...' 'Why not, are you busy? 'No.' 'Why not then?' 'It's not really my scene.' She looked him up and down and frowned, 'you can't catch gayness you know. I'll promise to tell Sam you're a hundred per cent hetro, with a steady girlfriend who you will marry once you graduate and have lots of children with.' He blushed again, this time at the girlfriend word. Penny read him again. 'Not got a girlfriend?' 'Not at the moment.' 'Well you won't find one in your room, or do you prefer your magazines?' 'No of...' But she cut in, 'good, Sam will be so pleased.' That evening there was a knock at this door at 10.30pm. it was Penny who gave him a hug. Her large breasts mashed against his chest and he savoured that moment, perhaps it was the right idea to go out. He forced a smile on Sam and looked the rest of the party up and down, bunch of weirdo's and freaks, he thought to himself. They made their way to the club which wasn't a huge distance away from the house. A couple of them offered him a swig from their bottles of alcohol they were carrying but he declined. Inside the club, thump, thump went the music, the sound alien and unrecognisable. Surrounded by hundreds of strange people and attacked by dry ice which hung around in his nasal passage uninvited. James was convinced he was the only normal person inside the club. So far the only highlight had been Penny's hug. Later he had ended up with Penny and a whole group of her females friends at a table in an a large alcove, away from the main dance floor. Somehow the acoustics were such that a conversation could be had over the dance music. Whilst James hated the music, it's relative absence meant any conversation was clearly audible. And the conversation at the moment was his bête noir, sex. He listened impassively hoping he would not go too red or worse be asked his opinion. Penny was holding court as she proclaimed, 'doggy's good, it really hits the spot.' Giggle, giggle. What did they mean? She continued, 'plus if he's ugly I don't have to look at his face.' A friend of Penny's who scared the life out of him chimed in with, 'I like sitting on a cock, so I'm in control I can get him to cum when I want plus he can play with my tits.' 'Oh are we embarrassing you?' Asked Penny. 'No,' he lied. So the inevitable question was asked, 'what's your favourite position James?' 'Er,' he spluttered as he thought of something convincing to say, 'I like all of them.' 'But you must have a favourite?' I'm so out of my depth, he thought as he gave an unconvincing reply, 'missionary I guess,' he caught Penny's eye. 'Bit boring if you ask me.' He breathed a sigh of relief as the conversation went onto other things and a few of them left. Later it was just him and Penny, the others were either at the bar or had gone onto the dance floor. 'So you're a missionary man then?' Penny nonchalantly asked. 'Yes,' he felt himself go scarlet. Penny gave a little smile before asking, 'do I make you nervous?' James sensed her weighing him up and wished he had the power to see inside her mind, he nodded. 'Why?' 'I don't know.' 'Do you think I'm a bit full on with the things I say about sex and stuff?' 'A bit...' Penny replied with a throaty laugh, 'its all an act, you know, I'm actually a virgin...' It was that word as soon as Penny spoke it their eyes inadvertently locked and he felt her peering inside him examining his sexual history which was as pure as the driven snow. In hindsight he should have said, "so you and Neil were just moving the furniture about the other night." But he said nothing. To Penny it was no great surprise, the absence of a girlfriend, his shyness, but he was okay looking, had a sense of humour. Subtlety was not her best characteristic as she said, 'oh my God, you're not are you?' He felt himself blush as he slipped further into his seat, picturing her reaction, laughing, telling the others, getting the DJ to announce, "we have a virgin in the house!" 'No,' he replied defensively. She smiled sympathetically the sort of smile a parent would give their child when they said something totally ridiculous. 'What?' He responded. 'So how many girls have you slept with?' 'Er,' he spluttered as he thought of a realistic number, 'five.' 'Names?' 'What?' 'Their name's' 'Er, well there was, Jane, and er, Caroline.' 'Where did you meet them, what were they like, how old?' 'I... I can't really remember, why all the questions?' 'It's okay James, it's nothing to be ashamed of, I won't tell the others.' He felt himself nod his head, before looking down at the floor, 'it's not that obvious is it?' 'No,' she lied. 'But you must have at least snogged a few girls?' He shook his head. 'Oh dear.' She studied him for a few moments. 'What?' As he caught her eye. 'Hmm, it's not as if you're all that weird and you're reasonably good looking.' He felt his heart suddenly rise, as he sensed something was about to happen. She gave a little grin, before looking round, 'quick, before the others get back.' 'What?' 'Snog me, do you want to?' 'Er, what about Neil?' 'It's only a snog, it can be our little secret.' He gulped before nodding. With that she leant forwards and pressed her mouth against his, moments later he felt her tongue part his lips end enter into his mouth, wet and invasive. James didn't even know whether he liked it but felt a direct current to his groin. With Penny leaning into him, her left breast pressed up against his chest and upper arm. She withdrew so her face was only an inch or so away. 'That nice?' She said softly. He nodded still in shock. 'Want to do it again?' He nodded for the second time. And she repeated this time her tongue flicked and gently stroked along the inside of his top lip, he groaned in pleasure as his heart went into overdrive and he felt his cock belatedly stiffen. She pulled away, 'you okay?' Truly dumbstruck he just nodded as his heart continued to race. She smiled as she saw the others approaching whispered in his ear, 'didn't you want to give me a feel?' 'Sorry?' She looked down at her ample chest. 'Er...' 'I wouldn't have minded,' before giving him a sexy grin. James spent the next twenty minutes or so just sat at the table in a trance-like state. In the immediate aftermath Penny had wondered off with a group of the others seemingly oblivious to the feelings she had created inside of him. In time a lust filled desire to find her, to get more enveloped him. James desperately searched the cavernous club, going into every room, every bar up every stair but she could not be found. Rather inadvertently, he ended up in the company of Sam and a couple of his dubious friends. Paranoid they might try to spike his drink he left the club. James was back at house lying in bed with ears still ringing from the loud music. However his ears were not the only part of his body which was stimulated by the earlier events. Not a minute had passed since he had not thought about that snog and as for felling her tits. His cock throbbed painfully as his mind repeated her words, "didn't you want to give me a feel?" Just then his thoughts were interrupted by the pay-phone ringing from the hall outside. He decided to ignore it partly due to laziness, but more significantly the large erection he currently sported. However the phone refused to be beaten as it continued to ring. Reluctantly he put on his dressing gown and ventured out of his room before picking up the phone, 'hello.' 'Hi James.' The voice was female but he couldn't immediately place it, 'er who's that?' 'It's me Penny of course!' 'Oh...' he replied as he felt a stab in his groin. 'You sound disappointed.' 'Er no, you just sound different on the phone,' he responded. 'I was about to hang up.' 'Sorry I had to put on my dressing gown.' 'You were asleep?' 'No, just in bed.' 'I was just checking to see if you got back alight.' 'Thanks,' he replied surprised she should show any interest in his well-being. 'So what happened to you?' 'I left.' 'I know that silly, but why?' 'I don't know,' he lied. 'Didn't you have a good time?' 'I did,' he replied somewhat unconvincingly. 'Are you sure?' she paused. 'Yeah.' 'Are you worried that I might tell the others about you being a ...' 'Yes,' he cut in. 'Don't worry James you can trust me.' She heard a sigh of relief from the other end of the phone. James paused as he thought about what to say. 'James, you still there?' 'Yes.' 'You don't mind me phoning then?' 'No,' he replied as her voice made the earlier events even more vivid, 'no not at all.' 'That's good, I wouldn't worry about, you know, I'm sure you'll soon meet a nice girl.' 'I doubt it.' 'Why?' 'Well they would want someone, you know, who knows what they're doing.' 'Maybe,' Penny paused, 'but some girls might like teaching you.' James gulped. Penny continued matter of factly, 'I've never been with a virgin before, it might be fun.' James had to steady himself as he ran through all the possible connotations. The snog had been beyond his wildest expectations. But sex! Could she possibly mean? In the brief time he had known Penny he had never met someone who was so open with sex. In the ensuing silence Penny smiled to herself, before changing the subject. 'I'm over at Liz's, but she's now gone over to her boyfriends so I'm all on my own and a bit bored, so I thought I'd call you and see if you were alright.' James had a mixture of conflicting emotions; relief, she had changed the subject so didn't want sex. But also disappointment because he desperately wanted sex, the prospect of losing his virginity both excited and frightened him in equal measure. 'What's she doing over there?' Penny laughed. 'What?' 'You, you're so innocent, no wonder you're still a virgin, as we speak she's probably getting fucked silly by his big cock,' Penny giggled, before whispering under her breath, 'lucky girl.' James gave a gasp of surprise. 'Oh I forgot you get all embarrassed when the "S" word is mentioned.' 'No I don't.' 'Oh but you do.' James detected a slight playful edge to her voice, 'well a bit.' 'A bit,' she giggled, 'when we were all taking about sex positions you were as red as a beetroot.' 'Oh yeah,' he replied as his earlier embarrassment flashed back to him. 'So apart from that you had a good night?' 'Yes.' 'That's good, so you didn't mind then?' 'What?' 'Me snogging you of course.' 'Er no,' James felt his chest tighten in excitement as he blurted out, 'that was the best bit.' The silence hung and he thought that perhaps he said the wrong thing. 'Was it now...' 'Yes,' he responded tentatively. 'I thought I might have been a bit full on and that's why you left.' 'Er no.' 'So you enjoyed your first snog?' 'Yes,' he replied instantly. She giggled, 'you didn't need much time to think about that.' Before she paused, 'so would you like to kiss me again then?' James swallowed hard. Penny laughed. 'What?' 'You, you're so shy.' 'I'm not.' 'Prove it then.' 'I would.' 'Would what?' 'Like to kiss you again.' 'Would you now,' she paused, 'if you hadn't left the club so abruptly... well, you just might have done.' He tutted silently as the missed opportunity, before saying his thoughts, 'I wish I hadn't gone now.' It Started With a Snog 'You know, the last guy I ended up snogging I brought him back home, he had a girlfriend, so it was just a bit of no strings fun.' James could not believe she had said such a thing, was she a sex maniac? Even more extreme than the made-up stories in his magazines, 'did you?' He spluttered. 'Yes.' The silence hung as James envisaged what could have been if only he had stayed. Penny smiled to herself as she wondered was James was thinking, before she said, 'anyway, I'm glad you enjoyed it and kissings so much fun.' 'Yeah,' he replied before bravely adding, 'I'm now a convert.' Penny laughed, 'so apart from me who else would you like to kiss?' 'Er...' 'Gone all shy on me again?' 'No.' 'Well who then?' 'I don't know.' Penny thought about some of the other girls who were out, 'what about Natalie?' 'Natalie?' 'Blonde hair, fairly quiet, she's quite nice, although,' Penny gave a little giggle, 'I don't know what she kisses like.' That comment made James think about Penny and the girl she had mentioned in his room, watching them staring at each other, kissing, then stripping as he felt his cock stiffen further. 'James you still there?' 'Yes.' 'I thought you'd gone.' 'Er no sorry, I was just...' 'Just what?' 'Er nothing.' 'Go on, I'm intrigued.' 'It's alright.' 'No tell me...' 'But...' 'James...' 'You won't like it, you'll be cross.' Penny put on her sternest voice, 'James, if you don't tell me right now, tomorrow I promise I'll tell Bea about your dirty magazines.' 'Erm,' he stumbled, 'just then when you said you didn't know what Natalie kisses like...' 'Yes...' 'Well, it reminded me of what you said in my room that time with your boyfriends ex, I was, just thinking about you and that other girl.' 'James, I'm shocked.' He didn't know whether she was being serious or not, 'sorry.' 'And I thought you were a nice boy.' 'Sorry,' he repeated again, 'but you did ask and you won't tell Bea about my magazines?' 'We'll see,' reclining back on Liz's sofa Penny was more than a little surprised at her house-mates comments. James could hear Penny on the other end of the line breathing slowly and deeply, he was worried he had gone too far. If his landlady found out would she inform the university, and Penny would announce to everyone he was a virgin. 'Penny.' 'Yes.' 'You won't tell Bea? You're not cross?' 'Just a little surprised, that's all.' 'Sorry it's just when you said, about Natalie it triggered that thought.' 'Oh and what other naughty thoughts do you have in that head of yours?' James struggled to think of a reply. 'I've not embarrassed you again?' 'A bit.' She giggled, before she yawned. James felt his heart sink, as he pictured her ending the call due to tiredness and his earlier rash comment. 'Penny.' 'Yes.' 'Are you alright?' 'Just a bit tired, I'm laid out on Liz' sofa and it's so comfortable I could just drift off.' 'Ohh...' Penny detected a slight melancholy in his voice, 'is Sam back yet?' 'No.' 'Anyone else about in the house?' 'I don't know, Mike's upstairs as I think he was about to answer the phone earlier.' 'Where is he now?' 'Back inside his room.' 'He won't be out until morning then.' James detected a subtle change in her voice, 'yeah,' he croaked Penny rubbed her eyes and shifted position on the sofa, 'I'm a bit more awake now, do you want to talk some more, or do you want to go back to bed?' 'Talk some more if you like?' 'I was hoping you'd say that, and why don't you sit down on the stairs you'll probably be far more comfortable.' He nodded, as he sat down. 'That better?' 'Yes.' 'What shall we talk about then?' 'I don't know.' 'I can't believe you've never kissed a girl before.' 'Me neither.' Penny giggled. James gave a lustful little sigh to himself, her giggles were so sexy as evidenced by his swollen cock. 'What?' He eventually croaked. 'Are you going to tell me what it felt like?' 'What?' 'Snogging me silly.' 'Good.' "Good," she replied mockingly. 'Sorry, it was really good.' 'James, I think you need to do a bit better than that.' He looked down at tent his cock had created in his dressing gown, 'it was,' he struggled for the words, 'really, er really good.' Penny slowly digested his words as a sly smile appeared on her face. 'So,' she said softly, 'is there anything else you want to tell me?' She wanted to know if the snog had made him hard, made him want her. 'Like...' Penny wondered if he was now hard or even playing with himself. 'Anything you want.' 'Errr...' he spluttered as he was again tempted to tell Penny the effect she was having on him. 'James, is there anything about our little snog that you're hiding from me?' 'Like?' 'It's just that when you said our snog was really good, I didn't understand what you meant, and I think you might want to tell me something more.' James swallowed hard. 'Did it have an effect on you?' 'Sort of.' 'Are you going to tell me?' 'I think you can guess.' Penny laughed as she replied, 'I'm very innocent James, I cant possibly imagine what effect it had on you. You'll have to tell me.' 'But...' 'No "buts" James, if you don't tell me,' she gave an exaggerated yawn, 'it's very late and I'm very tired.' 'No, don't go.' 'Are you going to tell me then?' 'I suppose.' 'Go on.' 'Well it, you know, it gave, me a... you know.' 'No James, I don't know.' James counted to five in his head took a deep breath and replied, 'a... a hard-on.' Penny felt a sense of gratification, and she wanted more details, 'did it make you really hard?' 'Yes.' 'Oh James,' she sighed at the thought of his hard cock trying to burrow its way out of his trousers. 'You don't mind?' 'No, not at all, so another question. What are you thinking about now?' 'R-right now?' 'Yes.' 'An essay I need to do.' Penny laughed, 'an essay indeed, oh really James. You know you can tell me anything.' 'Anything?' 'Yes, I'm not easily shocked.' 'You might get cross.' 'I promise.' 'What you just said after the snog in the club.' 'I can't remember, you'll have to tell me.' James began to feel less embarrassed and more excited as he replied, 'what you said about giving you a feel.' 'Oh James, so at this precise moment you're thinking about feeling my boobs?' 'Sorry.' 'What's there to be sorry about, I'm actually quite flattered that you like my boobs and want to feel them.' James groaned silently as he pressed the phone tighter to his ear, tempted to tell Penny she was making him very hard indeed. Penny continued, 'I'm surprised you didn't feel them tonight when you had the chance, I was thinking you don't like them. They're not like the ones in your magazines, much bigger, with really big nipples and do you know what, ones slightly bigger than the other.' He gave out a groan. She giggled, as she asked, 'are you okay?' 'Yes.' 'I think you like me talking about my boobs?' 'Yes, yes I do,' he gulped. 'Do you know how big they are?' 'Sorry.' 'Their size.' 'Er no.' 'Do you want to have a guess?' James' only reference was the contents of his magazines, '32B?' Penny laughed, 'if I was that size I'd be really skinny like those girls in your magazines,' she paused, 'the number, is the girls chest size in inches, you measure round with a tape measure and I'm much bigger than 32 inches. The letter is the cup size and my ...' she paused again. 'What word to you like to describe them? Breasts, tits, boobs?' 'Er boobs.' 'I thought so, well my boobs are 38EE.' 'Oh.' Penny smiled, as she thought to herself, it would only be right that James should provide his measurements. She pictured his cock to be small, just like Neil's. But if she did ask him now how big he was he'd probably faint. 'James are you still there?' 'Yes' 'Do you want to know something else about my boobs?' 'Yes.' 'They're very sensitive.' 'Sensitive?' 'Mmm,' Penny purred, 'to touch, if something brushes against my nipples they go all stiff.' Penny looked down at her breasts, her nipples clearly visible through her dress, surprised the conversation was turning her on too as she clamped her legs together and felt a tingle in her pussy. 'James, there's something else about my boobs.' 'Tell me ... please...' Penny readily picked up on the excitement in his voice, 'is the hall light still on?' 'Yes.' 'Well, because what I'm going to tell you is quite private and a bit naughty.' 'Please.' 'Oh James, I think you quite like it when I say naughty things?' 'Yes,' he stammered. 'Do you want to turn it off?' 'Sorry.' 'The light, turn it off.' James flicked down the switch. Monumentally the hall was in darkness, but his eyes slowly began to adjust as they picked out the familiar characteristics of his surroundings. He heard a taxi pass, its headlights somehow forcing their way into the hallway and picking out the huge bulge in the front of his dressing gown. Earlier Penny had heard the light-switch click down as she considered how private and naughty she would be. Belatedly she asked, 'is it nice and dark now?' 'Yes.' In the dark her voices sounded even sexier. 'Well,' she began, 'James, you know, having such large boobs means I can suck my own nipples.' On the other end of the line James gave out a large groan. 'Oh James, you really do like me talking about my boobs?' 'Yes.' 'So does me talking about them get you excited, like when we had our snog?' 'Yes it does.' Penny gave a little giggle, 'you've got a hard-on now?' 'Sorry.' 'There's nothing to apologise for.' James breathed a sigh of relief, 'I thought you might have been cross.' She gave a little chuckle, 'oh James, perhaps I might have been cross if you didn't get one.' James then inextricably blurted out, 'I really wish I'd felt them tonight.' 'Oh James, next you'll be telling me you want to see them too.' Silence. 'Oh James you do want to see them don't you?' James nodded, 'er, yes, ahh sorry.' 'Don't be, I suppose...' she paused, as she whispered softly, 'I could let you see them one day when Neil's not about...' 'Please.' 'You would like that wouldn't you?' 'Oh yes, yes,' he groaned. 'James,' she whispered. 'Yes.' 'Are you still hard?' 'Yes, very.' Penny gave a lustful sigh, 'do you want me to talk some more about my boobs?' 'Please.' Penny could not fail to recognise the desperate tone in his voice, this, coupled with the fact that talking about her boobs had made him hard was beginning to turn her on. She wondered whether James would be brave enough to get his cock out for her, or whether he would play with himself. This thought led her to say, 'or I could talk sexy to you?' 'Would you, please.' 'Mm,' she purred, 'so you'd like me to talk all sexy to you then?' 'Oh yes... yes.' She gave a little giggle of delight, 'mmm, this should be fun'. Penny paused as she thought of how to begin. 'So James, you'd like to kiss me again then?' 'Yes.' 'Mmm, that's good because I'd like to kiss you too. So when we kiss again, would you like to place the palm of your hands on my boobs?' 'Oh yes.' 'And gently squeeze them, play with them, feel their weight, see if you can locate my nipples, if you do you'll find they are swollen and stiff, because I'm so turned on James. 'You continue to squeeze my tits through my dress but I want more James, much more. I take one of your hands and guide it down the front of my dress. You give a little gasp as your hand touches my lacy bra. Your hot little hand then strokes me through my bra. I guide you hand to my nipple as you hand then slips under my bra to find it, you take my nipple between your fingers and roll it, squeeze it, play with it...' 'Oh,' he gasped, nearly dropping down the phone in shock and excitement as even more blood rushed to his cock. 'Is that sexy enough?' Penny asked as her hand gently brushed against her right nipple which instantly stiffened. 'Yes, can you...' he asked nervously, 'talk some more like that?' 'Mmm, okay, but will you do something for me?' 'What?' 'Get a bit more comfortable.' 'Sorry?' She giggled, 'undo your dressing gown.' James gasped in shock. 'And you probably want to play with yourself.' 'Er...' he stumbled. 'James.' 'You won't tell anyone?' 'No, talking sexy to you is getting me a bit turned on, and that will get me even more turned on.' James gasped. 'Is he out?' 'No I've got pants on.' She said softly, 'take them off James.' 'Yes,' James replied as he lifted himself of the stairs and pulled down his pants. He gave a little gasp as a draft of cold air from the gap between front door and floor gently wafted over his exposed torso. Penny could hear James shuffling about on the stairs and felt an inward satisfaction she could makes him obey her ever command. 'You know the thought of your hard cock is making my nipples all stiff, oh they're straining against my top...' James looked down at his rock hard cock which jutted upwards parallel to his stomach and beyond his navel. Its large bulbous shiny head partially illuminated by sodium light which shone through the glass of the front door and its upper surround. The street lamp which stood to the left of the house outside threw in further pockets of illumination onto the stairs and hallway beyond. Ignoring that Sam could be back at any minute James gave himself a gentle stroke, in response a small bead of pre-cum escaped and he groaned. 'Are you okay?' 'Yes, I can't believe this is happening.' 'It really is happening.' Penny smiled to herself as she asked, 'do you want to do it?' 'Sorry.' 'While I talk to you.' James paused for a moment the excitement rising, 'you mean...' 'Oh yes James hearing you cum will really turn me on.' 'You don't mind, me...' he sputtered genuinely shocked she should say such a thing. 'No, stroke your cock or me.' 'I am already.' 'Are you stroking him up and down?' 'Yes.' 'Oh James, you bad boy, wanking your cock, what are you thinking about?' What inhibitions had long disappeared as he responded, 'you showing me your tits, seeing them and feeling them.' 'Oh do you want to know something, the fact that you're playing with you super stiff cock is making me well a bit damp somewhere.' James' cock pulsed and he clasped the phone tight to his ear as he groaned again. 'James are you still stroking it?' 'Yes.' 'Oh James, just imagine I'm the other side of the front door, I'm opening it, and I see you stroking your big cock, I give a little gasp, pretending to be shocked but really I'm turned on, very turned on indeed.' James gave out a strangulated groan as he looked down at his twitching cock, her every word and breath felt as if they were physically touching him. Slowly stroking, caressing, teasing, tickling every part of him. If this is what talking about sex is like how good can the actual act itself be? 'You're not close to cumming are you?' 'Er yeah,' he grunted. 'You better stop stroking yourself for a minute I don't want you to cum just yet.' He let go of his himself. 'I look you in the eye and then look down at your cock as I lick my lips. I'm wearing a t-shirt which is a couple of sizes too small so it makes my tits look enormous. Our eyes lock as I slowly peel it off. My lacy black bra can barely contain my tits and that comes off too. I'm standing a few feet away from you as you sit on the stairs with your throbbing cock. 'I bend forward which make my tits look even bigger, lower I go so your quivering cock is only inches away from my tits...' James was now lying against the stairs, one hand gripping the bottom of a bannister the other pressing the phone to his ear. Blood had ceased pumping into his swollen cock, it now seemed to be from behind his balls pushing the cum out from him, without even touching himself he knew he would soon cum. Penny carried on oblivious, 'I take your cock in my hand, "ohh it's so hard," and I put it between my tits, "oh it feels so hot." I squash your big fat cock between my tits then slowly very slowly start to wank you off. Oh I can feel your big cock throbbing between my tits it feels so good, mmm so good.' It was that image, the picture of his cock squashed between her breasts which proved too much, 'oh Penny.' 'Yes James.' 'Ohhhhh,' as he clenched his buttocks in a vain attempt to prevent the inevitable. 'Oh, ahhhh,' he moaned as he felt his cum leave his bollocks. 'James!' Finally he emitted a long groan as his cock erupted, the first jet of cum splattering just below the breast-bone. A second jet landing some six inches above his belly button. 'Ohhhh,' he groaned again as his cock continued to spit out cum. 'James, are you okay?' 'Yes,' he gasped breathless as he looked down at his cum covered torso. 'Did you cum?' 'Yes,' he gasped. 'Wow that was quick.' James thought he detected a slight disappointment in her voice, 'sorry.' 'I told you not to touch yourself.' 'I didn't.' 'You must have done. You bad boy.' 'No, it was you, saying those things.' 'You mean I made you cum just by talking?' 'Yes.' Penny gasped, 'wow, I've never done that before, you have got a very itchy trigger haven't you?' 'I guess so.' Penny found herself surprisingly turned on by the fact she had made James cum like that and felt a stab in her pussy. 'I can't believe I made you cum like that,' she said more to herself than James who was still breathing heavily on the phone. She slid into Liz's sofa and in doing so her knickers rubbed against her pussy. She moaned, 'mmmm,' ever so softly as a desire to cum too began to wash over her. James heard the little moan, this was not like cumming after looking at one of his magazine where his libido would fall like a stone, here her sexy voice and just then that moan kept him hard and he desperately wanted to cum again. 'James.' 'Yes,' he paused, 'You've cum all over my tits.' He groaned. 'Mmm don't worry, I'm rubbing all your lovely cum into my skin, mm,' she paused, 'I was a bit naughty there I just licked a bit off my nipple. James your cum tastes really yummy.' James groaned again. 'James are you okay?' 'It's what you just said.' 'So you like me talking about tasting your cum?' 'God yeah, I'm still really hard.' 'Are you telling me you want to go again?' 'Oh please, you can't leave me like this.' 'Hmm perhaps James, this time I want to cum as well.' 'How do you mean?' She sighed at his ignorance, 'oh James, us girls like to cum too you know.' James groaned. 'Would you like that?' 'Oh yes.' 'You want me to finger my pussy for you?' 'Would you?' 'Mmm, oh yes,' she replied as she slipped her hand inside her dress and under her knickers through her coarse pubic hair until she reached her pussy lips, she was really wet, 'James, the fact that I made you cum has got me really, really wet.' James groaned in disbelief. 'Yes I am really. Now where were we? I'm standing over you and there's cum everywhere but you're still hard.' 'Mm yes,' James replied. 'I grip your cock and it throbs in my hand, I stroke it for a while just to make sure it's really hard. I look you in the eye and lick my lips, as I say, "James, what do you think I'm going to do now?"' 'Poor James you look all confused as you're unable to speak, I gather up the remainder of your spunk from my tits and smear it over the top of you cock, "nothing to be frightened of," I say as you continue to moan as I massage your spunk into the top of your cock. It Started With a Snog 'Next I strip off the rest of my clothes, you remain seated on the stairs not knowing what will happen. I take your hand, "James come and feel how wet you've made me," you tentatively feel my pussy, your nervous hand exploring as you groan as you realise how wet I am. Then I say, "James you know what's going to happen now don't you?" 'But you have a confused and uncertain look on your face. I'm still standing and I smile gently to you as I position myself between your legs, placing the palm of one of my hands on your thigh. This enables me to lean forward and you moan as my big tits swing towards your face. "Oh James," I say, that's a bit naughty as I feel your tongue on my left nipple, the very same nipple that you so recently covered with your lovely cum. With my other hand I grip your cock, it's still very very hard. I angle your throbbing cock in the direction of my very wet, hot and horny pussy as I slowly sink myself down. '"Oh James your inside a girl for the first time." Your cock feels really good inside me, my legs are over yours and the hairs on your legs tickle me. I take one of your hands and place it on my breast you squeeze them "mmmm," I moan. With my hand I lower it down to my clit and slowly begin to stroke it.' 'Is that good James?' 'Oh yes.' 'Are you wanking?' 'Yes.' 'Oh James, I've got two of my fingers in my pussy, gently sliding in and out, oh you know what I'm going to do now?' 'What, what tell me.' 'I'm going to take my two wet fingers out of my pussy and out them into my mouth.' 'Really?' 'Yes,' Penny replied as she inserted her two fingers into her mouth, 'ahhhh,' she moaned as she tasted her own tangy juices. 'James, does my voice sound different?' 'Yes.' 'That's because I've got my two fingers in my mouth.' James let out a stifled gasp. Penny giggled, 'they're out of my mouth now and back on my clit. Now James there's something you need to do for me now.' 'What, what is it?' 'You need to make me cum by talking a bit dirty, tell me exactly what you want to do?' James replied with a yelp of excitement. 'James, your cocks deep inside me.' 'Yes,' he spluttered, 'I'm fucking you with my, big hard cock.' 'Oh yes James.' 'I'm sucking your tits, fucking you deep and hard, you want to, er want to cum on my cock ... don't you?' 'Oh yes James I do.' Penny gasped genuinely turned on by her prim and proper house-mates filthy talk, she'd been playing with her clit throughout, 'I don't think it will take much for me to cum.' James hand one hand on his cock the other on the phone, his eyes were closed as he thought about fucking Penny, it was almost real, her gaps of encouragement, her heavy breathing. 'You like fucking my cock don't you,' he paused, the excitement getting the better of him as he rounded off with, 'you dirty bitch.' Penny felt her pussy spasm as it sent shock waves of pleasure all over her body, 'say that again.' 'You dirty bitch.' 'Oh more.' 'You dirty fucking bitch, you like my stiff cock?' 'Oh yes, fuck me harder give me all you've got.' That last comment upped the ante in James' mind, for whilst he had been conditioned that his first time should involve wearing a condom, this was different. This led him to blurt out, 'you want me to cum inside your pussy.' 'Ohhhh,' Penny groaned astonished that James should say such a thing, but very, very turned on indeed. 'James what did you just say? 'You want me to cum in your pussy.' 'Ohhhh,' she groaned, 'oh yes, yes I do James.' James could feel himself on the brink again, 'do you want me to cum?' 'No, I'm not there yet, keep talking, tell me how much spunk your going to shoot inside me.' 'Loads,' came the immediate reply, 'I'm going to shoot so much of my, my,' he paused, 'virgin cum inside you...' 'Oh,' Penny gasped, as she pictured James cumming deep inside her, sending his hot virile cum into her unprotected womb. It was that thought which made her gasp, 'James,' as she threw her head backwards. 'Oh James,' as she felt the beginnings of a huge orgasm which prompted her to strum her clit even more vigorously. James continued wanking his cock he was right on the edge, so turned on by the girl upstairs saying all these new and exciting things to him, her heavy breathing and panting it felt as if she were right next to him. 'Oh,' he groaned, 'I'm going to cum!' 'Where? Tell me where?' 'Oh deep inside you,' he replied as the first jet of cum shot out of his cock. 'Oh Penny, I'm cumming inside you, I'm filling you with my hot virgin cum.' 'Ohhhhhh,' shrieked Penny as she closed her eyes and her whole body went into a brief convulsion before she clamped her thighs together trapping her hand which remained on her pussy. 'Ohh James,' she pleaded stretching herself out on the sofa, 'James give me your baby, pleeese, oh give me your fucking baby,' as she surfed the wave of the most intense orgasm of her life. James lay on the stairs breathless as he heard Penny put down the phone. But what he failed to hear, was the gentle creak of a loose floorboard on the upstairs landing.