by M. E. Nesser
My parents had been working a lot, so I spent the next couple hours cleaning the house. Normally, I wasn’t much help with the household chores, because I was always at school or playing squash. Whenever I got the chance, I liked helping around the house. My folks worked hard to provide Blake and I with a nice home and a good education. I liked showing them that I appreciated everything they did for us. I changed my sheets and dusted my room. While my sheets were drying, I went to the store and got some food and a few candles. My brother had bought me some wine, so I brought some wine glasses and a corkscrew to my room in case we decided to drink first.
Our plan was for Janey to pick Katie up and drop her off at my house. Katie didn’t have a car of her own, and we thought her parents might be suspicious if I picked her up. Katie told me she had a pretty open relationship with her mom. She even said they had talked about sex a few times. She admitted to me on the phone last night that she wasn’t comfortable letting her mom know tonight might be the night. I didn’t blame her. I think it’s probably different with boys. My parents didn’t discuss sex with us. My dad lectured me on respect and responsibility. I understood what he meant. Fortunately, Janey was totally cool about our plan. It sounded like she was supportive of our relationship. She had to have known what we were planning to do.
At 5:02 p.m., I heard the doorbell ring. I froze. My heart started racing. I had never been this nervous in my life. I ran to the door, took a deep breath, and opened it.
Katie had never looked so breathtaking. She wore a yellow dress and strappy sandals, and it looked like she’d done something different to her hair. I stood there like a total moron, just staring at her.
“Is something wrong?” she asked worriedly.
“Uh, no. I just can’t get over how beautiful you are.” I replied.
“Thank you. Can I come in?” she asked me.
She walked in and just stood there. I reached out and hugged her. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the contact. I missed touching her so badly. I nuzzled my face into her neck. She smelled so good. I was so happy. I knew we’d have to eat at some point, so I had figured we could get it out of the way. I told her that I’d ordered a pizza and it would be there shortly. We went into the kitchen and sat down at the table.
“My folks have a mess of beer in the downstairs fridge. Want one?”
“Yeah, that’d be great. I’m really nervous,” she admitted.
“Me too,” I said. “Maybe a beer will help.” I went downstairs, opened the fridge, and just stood in front of it gazing into space and taking deep breaths. This was huge, and I was seriously freaking out.
As I walked in the kitchen, Katie stood up and walked over to me. “We shouldn’t be nervous. This is a special occasion. Let’s just chill and see what happens.” Just then, she lifted her lips to mine and gave me the sweetest, most innocent, and yet most sensual kiss. I couldn’t help but run my fingers through her hair and increase the pressure of my kiss. She thrust her tongue into my mouth. Just as our kisses were getting frantic, the doorbell rang.
“Shit,” I sputtered. “Must be the pizza.”
“Want me to get it? You aren’t in the proper shape to be seeing anyone besides me.” She glanced at my pants.
“Yeah, you better get it. Here’s the money.”
We had a piece of pizza and finished our beer and then I asked her if she wanted another one of either. She said she would rather stick the pizza in the fridge and go to my room. My little kitten was anxious to play. I felt like I had won the lottery.
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It was sweet of him to feed me first and offer me a beer to relax my nerves, but there was only one thing on my mind, and it wasn’t food or booze or small talk.
He put the pizza box in the fridge and grabbed my hand. His hand was clammy and sweaty, and that made me even more excited. We walked to his bedroom. He closed and locked the door.
“Why’d you lock the door?” I asked him.
“Because I want to lock the world out. I want this to be just you and me—I want us to be the only ones in the world. Is that weird?” he asked me.
“No, it’s sweet.” I assured him.
He walked slowly toward me and held my face. “I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want do. If you feel scared or uncomfortable, please tell me, and I’ll stop. I want this to be the start of something amazing.”
“I promise,” was all I could say before he covered his mouth over mine. It was obvious he was feeling as excited as I was. He massaged my head and my face, sucking on my lips and my tongue like he’d starve without my mouth attached to his. I pulled his shirt out of his jeans and put my hands on his chest and back. Before I knew it, we were lying on his bed groping at each other’s bodies in the most frenzied manner.
He tried to get at my chest, but my dress was in the way. “Would it be OK if I helped you take your dress off?” he asked me. I sat up and lifted my arms above my head. He removed my dress and just stared at me in my little thong underwear, saying nothing.
“Is something wrong?” I asked him.
“I just can’t get over how beautiful your body is,” he said to me.
“Then stop staring at it and kiss me,” I begged.
That is exactly what he did. He kissed my face and then my neck, and then he found my boobs. I was hanging on to his shoulders and his back when I remembered how amazing it felt when I pulled his hips closer to me and our midsections rubbed against each other. I pulled him closer so we could rub our parts together. That wasn’t enough, though. I still had never seen his penis. I could feel that he was hard, and I needed to know what it looked like.
I put my hand on his chin and directed his face back to mine. As the kissing continued, I reached down and felt the front of his jeans. I couldn’t believe how big and hard he was. It was exciting. It was scary. I had to know more.
I struggled a little bit, but I was able to undo his button and zipper. He just kept kissing me and didn’t try to stop me. Once I had him undone, I reached into his underwear and touched him. It was so much warmer and softer than I’d thought it would be. I rubbed it up and down, and he started making really sexy noises. I didn’t know what to do with it, but I knew I wanted to keep on stroking it. As our breathing became more ragged and our heartbeats sped up, he looked into my eyes and said, “If you keep doing that, I’m going to explode in your hand.”
“I think I might like that,” I said to him. He seemed relieved. I couldn’t believe how brazen I was being, but I loved every minute of this. I wanted to try more things. As I continued to stroke him, he reached his hand inside my panties. He started massaging my clit in the same way I’d massaged it the other night. It’s unbelievable how much better it feels when someone else touches you there.
We continued to touch each other and suck on each other’s tongues. The feeling was intense, and I knew that we were both close to exploding.
“Could you take off your jeans?” I asked him.
“Yeah, sure,” he said nervously.
He stood up and removed his jeans. I wanted him to take his boxers off, too, but I couldn’t find the words. I pointed to them and motioned for him to take them off. When he did, his penis jutted out straight in front of his body. I couldn’t wait to touch it again. He crawled next to me on the bed.
I started to stroke him. I couldn’t help but marvel at it. It was so hard, but the skin was soft. It was such a neat mix of textures. I reached even lower to feel his balls. They were so soft. I massaged them gently. They seemed so fragile. I didn’t want to hurt them. In fact, I wasn’t sure what to do with them.
“Is this OK?” I asked him.
“It’s amazing,” he answered. So I kept playing with them. I loved the unusual feel of them. But what I really wanted to do was put them in my mouth. I didn’t want him to think I was a freak, though, so I put that thought on the back burner while I chased my impending orgasm. As I rubbed his body some more, I felt some wet stuff coming out of the tip of his penis. I wasn’
t sure what it was, but I used it to help me rub him harder. He made some strange guttural sounds, so I knew he liked what I was doing. As I rubbed the wetness over him, he put a finger inside of me and rested his hand against my clit. Damn, it felt so good. Before I knew it, we were grinding and rubbing and touching and panting until we both came at the same time. I could feel him explode all over my hand, and I wasn’t sure what to do with it, so I just kept rubbing. When my euphoria finally subsided, I pulled my hand off him. We kept kissing, and I nonchalantly wiped my hands on his sheets.
“You’re amazing,” he said to me.
“So are you,” I replied.
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After the first round, I wasn’t sure what to do. I told Katie that I had a pretty decent bottle of wine. She thought a glass was a good idea. I stood up and walked to my closet, where I kept the bottle. I didn’t know if I should stay naked or throw on a pair of sweats. I stayed naked. I opened the bottle and noticed that Katie had pulled the sheet over her body. She looked so angelic, lying in my bed with her hair messy, her face flushed, and her lips all swollen. I poured two glasses and crawled on top of the covers at the foot of the bed.
“You OK?” I asked her.
“Never better. You?” she asked me.
“Never better. Thank you,” I babbled.
“For what?” she asked.
“For being my girlfriend,” I said.
“Then I guess I should thank you for being my boyfriend. I’ve never felt like this. And I have a confession,” she said.
“And that is?”
“I like being alone with you. I like kissing you. I want to do more with you.”
“Are you sure?” I had to make sure she was ready to go all the way.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my entire life.”
I got out of bed and turned some music on. I hadn’t even realized how quiet it was in my bedroom until she’d said that. I was so blown away, I wasn’t sure what to do. I brought the wine bottle over to add more to our glasses. I felt out of control, so I asked her if we could just sit and talk for a while. As usual, she sensed my nervousness and said that she needed to just chill for a minute, listen to the music and drink the wine. At this moment, I realized that I was with the most amazing chick on the planet.
We finished our glasses of wine, and I couldn’t help staring. She must have noticed, because she pulled the sheet down so I could look at her. She looked down at my crotch, and I noticed that I was getting hard again.
I reached over and took the glass out of her hand. I set it on my dresser and then walked back to the bed. I crawled under the sheet with her. I couldn’t stop looking into her eyes.
We started to touch each other, and she pulled the sheet back. “I want to look at your body, B. It’s so beautiful,” she said to me.
She stared at my cock. It was saluting her like it had never saluted anything in my entire life. She adjusted her position so she could remove her panties. We laid there and just stared at each other. It should have been weird, but it wasn’t. Neither of us could speak.
We started kissing each other like it was the first time we’d ever kissed. It was slow. We explored each other’s mouths. It was sexy, and there was a part of me that would have been happy just kissing. When I felt her hands start to roam, though, I knew it was time to explore her body more. I kissed her breasts for a long time, and I was so turned on by the sounds coming out of her mouth and the wiggle in her hips that I decided to see how she felt about me kissing other parts. I started my kisses between her breasts, and then I slowly moved down to her stomach. As I got closer to her mound, I smelled something musky between her legs. The scent was intoxicating. I wanted to bury my face there, but I could feel her stiffen.
“Relax, Kitten. I would never hurt you. I need to put my mouth down here. Please. Don’t be embarrassed. I really want to do this.” I made my way between her legs, repositioning them so I could rest my body there. I’d never gone down on a girl before, but I couldn’t wait to go down on Katie. It felt so right. I buried my nose in her mound. It was the most delicious scent I had ever smelled in my life. I used my hands to separate her folds and put my nose against her innermost parts. Her lips were soft, and she smelled like heaven. I opened my mouth and started to lick the skin in the center of her folds. Every lick elicited the sexiest sounds from her. She liked this. She liked me licking her between her legs. I think it was turning me on as much as it did her. I felt like I could lick her forever.
“That feels amazing, B. Feels like you’ve had a lot of practice,” Katie said, interrupting my euphoria.
“Nope, this is a first for me, too. Glad you like it. If you don’t mind, I’d rather not talk right now.”
“My apologies. Please continue,” she mewed.
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I’d never have thought that Bryce would put his face between my legs. I had sworn to myself that I would never let him do that, but it felt so amazing. When I felt his breath in my pubic hair, I wanted to protest, but the heat of his mouth was heating me up, too. Then he opened his mouth, and his breath on my body made me hornier than I’d ever thought possible.
I wasn’t prepared for what his tongue would feel like. He started to lick me like a dog, and I begged him for more. I felt like my body had been possessed. I needed more of his mouth on me. I didn’t care what he thought of me; my body had its own mind, and it knew what it craved.
So I did it. I pulled his head more forcibly toward me. I realized that the only thing that would make me happy was to explode in his mouth. I never wanted his mouth to leave my body. It was so sexy. It was so naughty. At that moment, every ounce of sensation was pulsating between my legs.
As I pulled his hair, he made groaning sounds as well. I started bucking my hips toward him, and he started eating me like it was the most delectable food he had ever consumed. Any shyness had left the building ages ago. I couldn’t hold back any longer. I started to experience the most intense orgasm ever. Even though I didn’t have much experience, I knew this was the orgasm of all orgasms. The explosion seemed to go on forever. I didn’t know my body was capable of enjoying so much pleasure. I did know that this had to be a part of my life from now on, because sex rocked. I could not get enough of it.
“Holy crap, B. That was so amazing. Thank you so much for doing that to me,” I had to say to him.
“It was just as amazing for me, Kitten,” he responded.
After I exploded in his mouth, he crawled back up my body. We started to kiss. “Do you like how you taste?” he asked.
“It’s different,” I admitted.
“I love it. Your scent is intoxicating. I have no control when I’m around you,” he told me.
“Well I hope you recover soon, because I want more of that,” I blurted out.
Bryce started laughing and said, “For a girl with no experience, you sure know what you want.”
“I want you,” I told him.
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The rest of fall semester was magical. I played the best sports of my life. Everyone knew that Katie was my girlfriend, and I was as proud as any guy could be about that fact. I did great in school, because I was focused. I had to be. If I wanted to spend every possible moment with Katie, I had to finish my studies and fulfill my squash obligations as efficiently as possible.
I cared about everything she said, did, and felt. I couldn’t imagine my life without her. If it were possible, I would have asked her to marry me. Sadly, that would have to wait. We had both received incredible offers at great colleges. We would have been idiots not to take them. So we kicked ass at school, kept up with our extracurricular activities, and made as much time as possible to be alone.
That first night we were alone at my house had been magical. We made out for hours, fell asleep, and then woke up and pleasured each other even more. But we never went all the way. It just hadn’t seemed like the right time.
It didn’t take much for either of us to be satisfied sexually. The passion
and electricity between us were incredible. One day, she asked me if it would be all right to kiss me “there.” She acted very coy about it. It was the sweetest thing she could ever have asked. What she didn’t know was that I had been fantasizing about her perfect mouth on my body since before we’d met.
“Of course you can kiss it,” I reassured her. “In fact, I’ve been hoping you would for a long time.”
“Then why didn’t you say something?” she pleaded.
“Because I didn’t want to rush you. I only want you to do things you want to do. I’d hate to scare you by asking you to do something you weren’t ready for.”
“Now I feel kind of stupid. I thought you’d think less of me if I wanted to put my mouth on you,” she said.
“Are you kidding? It’s every guy’s dream to have his girl do that.”
“Then please come here and let me see what you taste like,” she offered.
I walked over to her and slowly took my shirt off. I unbuckled my belt and pulled my pants and boxers off. She stood up and walked over to me. She kissed my lips and reached between my legs at the same time. I groaned in her mouth and sucked her tongue. Before I knew it, she was on her knees with my penis in her mouth. At first, she just licked it. Gently and softly, she kept licking me. It made me hard instantly. Then she kissed it, and I felt goose bumps all over my body. I needed her to increase her intensity, so I ran my fingers through her hair and pulled her mouth closer to me. She understood my intentions and didn’t disappoint me. She opened wide and took me deep into her throat. I don’t know how she did it, but it was like she was able to make her teeth disappear. The feeling was incredible, and I never wanted it to end. She kept sucking. I kept moaning. It was indescribable. Jacking off in the shower had never felt anything like this.