Finally!
He had been talking to her for months, yet they'd never met face to face. Such is life in these days of all things "e" and "i." They knew everything there was to know about each other, including favorite colors, family history, habits and personal "sayings," and, of course, sexual preferences, likes, and dislikes.
He was 21 and quite unlike his still-immature college contemporaries. At 5'10" and 165 lbs., he had an athletic body that was most often used to push keys, flip through the pages of a book, or play some sport or another. He excelled at most tasks and thought entirely too much... at least according to her. His short brown hair was cut in a fairly standard style and he dressed tastefully, though not always "up." His weaker upper body was strangely offset by his muscular legs.
She was a slightly older woman who was self-employed - and took too many vacations. Coming off of a bad relationship, she found solace - and quite a few laughs - in him. She took care of her body, and it showed, with long brown hair reaching to her waist, and a tight stomach and butt to complement her shapely breasts and legs.
Bed Time
His dorm room looked as good as 10' x 15' of pale yellow cinder can look. He had candles placed around the room - none near his precious electronics and illegal as heck on this campus. He wanted their first time meeting to be special. She arrived at about the same time as the pizza - official college meal of champions - and they chatted over the deep dish. After "dinner" he brought out a bottle of wine and both had a few glasses while he held her in his arms and talked about whatever things people falling in love talk about.
They decided to put on a movie and finally settled on the classic romance "Ghostbusters." Very little was said as both grew a bit weary from the wine and late hour. They climbed into bed - he had offered to sleep in the La-Z-Boy, but she insisted he sleep with his arms around her. He lay down next to the brunette and put his arm around her stomach, adjusted the pillow, and kissed the back of her neck.
Snuggle Time
She moved slightly in his arms at this innocent kiss and snuggled more closely to him. He felt her butt press against his lap and her back against his chest. He wrapped his arms more tightly around her and again kissed her on the neck, this time more to the side. Then he kissed her again, closer to her ear. And again.
She rolled onto her back and put her hands on the sides of his head. He couldn't hear her say "I love you," but she mouthed the words, then pulled his lips to hers. They met awkwardly at first - as lips unaccustomed to kissing each other meet - but quickly became familiar with each other as they kissed for what felt like hours. When the kiss finally broke, he was laying with one leg between hers, his hands on her stomach and behind her neck. The moonlight cast soft shadows over the sheets, her night shirt, and her face.
"I love you too" he said back to her, and again leaned down to kiss her lips. This time their tongues met and began massaging each other. He ran his fingers through her hair and moved his hand further up and down, from her hips to her ribs, exploring the curves beneath him. Her hand at his hips and in his hair, she pulled him to her more closely as their kiss grew in intensity.
Her leg was now wrapped around his, and he delighted in the feeling of her skin against his, her lips against his. Bolder now, he moved his free hand to breast, cupping it gently with his palm while gently massaging the softness underneath. At this, she rubbed her leg against his, enjoying his touch as much as he was.
They continued to kiss and explore each other's bodies for what seemed like hours. She had rolled on top of him, her hair falling from her head and creating a sort of wall around their faces. Their passion had not waned, and in fact when he reached down and began pulling up her night shirt, they were kissing more hotly than when they had first started. She sat upright and pulled the shirt off of herself the rest of the way. The pale light reflected off of the curves of her chest, contained by a satin and lace white bra that looked as soft as what it contained. She leaned down and resumed kissing him, the skin of their stomachs rubbing against each other.
One hand running through her hair and the other sliding up and down her thigh, he unclasped her bra and slid his hands over her back, keeping the satin pressed firmly between them. He rolled her onto her back and again threaded a leg between hers. This time, as he cupped her breast, he massaged a bit harder, kneading the soft mound of flesh held within the satiny cup. He felt a nipple straining to push at the material and subconsciously gave it a squeeze every now and then.
She pulled him more on top of her and moved her hands to his hips, sliding her fingers underneath the waistband of his boxer shorts. This is the first time she felt his manhood pushing against her, as she spread her legs slightly to let his hips lower further onto hers. Her hands roamed over his back and shoulders as he began kissing her cheek, slowly sliding downward to plant soft kisses on her neck. She let out a quiet whimper as he moved to her earlobe and gently kissed it, sliding his tongue around the outside of her ear. He even noticed the goosebumps this gave her. "I love you" he whispered as he slid his tongue down her neckline to her collarbone, which he kissed tenderly, moving slowly to her shoulder and down her arm. He took her hand and kissed it, then gently sucked each of her fingers into his mouth. Placing a trail of kisses up her other arm, he again kissed her neck and her lips before sliding his body down further.
Let's Take That Off Of You...
His hands moved to her shoulders, his fingers under the bra straps, as he kissed the area between her breasts. He slid his tongue down her chest to her stomach and proceeded to kiss her stomach and ribs while sliding the bra straps down her arms. He returned his attention to her lips and neck, teasing her. His chest pressed against hers as they kissed. He slid his tongue down to the spot between her breasts and, taking the satin in his teeth, lifted it away from her, tossing the bra beside the bed. After staring at her breasts in the shadows, he again kissed her neck and lips, savoring the feel of her chest against his. He could feel her smallish nipples and ached to feel them. He didn't ache long: her hands in his hair, she pushed his head to one of her nipples, which he kissed softly.
Tracing a circle around her nipple with his tongue, he placed his hand on her other breast and began to massage it, gently squeezing the nipple with his fingers. Then he took her nipple into his mouth and gently bit it, eliciting a soft moan. He sucked at her nipple while playing with the other. They were getting more excited with every passing moment. Kissing his way from one nipple to the other, his mouth found the second as erect as the first and began to suck and nibble on it.
Her hands ran through his hair as he continued to explore her breasts, licking and sucking her nipples. She had wrapped a leg around his, greatly enjoying the pleasure he was providing. She moved against his tongue and surprised herself with the amount of noise she was making. His tongue travelled down her stomach to the top of her panties. Oh how she wished he'd go lower. He tickled her ribs, and returned to her fingers, sucked them into his mouth again. He placed her hands on her stomach and returned his mouth to her nipples.
He continued sucking and nibbling at her nipples, moving his hands all over her chest, stomach, neck, and arms. She felt warmth between her legs and in her chest. His tongue continued to flick and suck at her breasts and nipples, and her hands grew restless running through his hair. Oh how she wished he would stop teasing her! She had waited months for this, and now that it was here, she couldn't wait to finish! His licking and sucking was driving her wild! Finally, she'd had enough, and pulled his head to hers for their first kiss in a long time.
She Gets Her Revenge
As they kissed, her nipples now very sensitive against his chest, she rolled to his side. The cool air reminded her how hot she had become beneath him and his talented tongue. Returning his anxious kisses, she slowly moved her hand down his side and slid it up the inside of his thigh. She gave his cock a light squeeze, and he replied with a small moan in his kiss. She continued to lightly squeeze and play with him through his boxers.
After one last kiss, she started sliding her tongue down his chest, pausing only to kiss and suck his nipples. It was a trick she had learned long before, and one which he wish more women knew. Planting kisses down a path to his belly button, her hands slid up his thighs underneath his red penguin boxers. After gently biting the inside of his thighs, she pulled the boxers down his legs and tossed them beside the bed. Her eyes widened a bit at the size of his cock - it was quite a nice size, and thick enough that she knew she'd feel it. Her mind flashed forward to thoughts of putting it inside of her... but his soft moan brought her back to the present.