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.