She stood in front of the mirror, her slender frame glistening from the water dripping from her body, making her seem much younger than her 19 years. Her soft brown curls hung limply against her breasts, her tender, pink nipples poking out from between her locks.
"Lucia! Come up here and eat before it gets cold!" she heard her mother call from the top of the stairs.
"I'll be there in a couple minutes mom!"
Lucia grabbed the towel off the bed and went to work toweling herself off, the soft terrycloth warm against her rapidly cooling flesh. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail before taking one last look in the mirror. She slid a hand between her legs as she looked longingly at her reflection. Her carefully trimmed bush was very soft from the shower, her just-shaved skin heightening her touch. She traced her soft lips with her fingertips, ever so lightly sliding a long, delicate finger into her hot, dripping pussy.
"Well, what's 10 minutes gonna hurt?" she said to herself as she walked over to the bed, her hand never leaving her sweet box. She laid down, pulling the covers up to her neck, just in case. She could feel the warmth of her cunt on her hand as she slipped another finger inside her. She closed her eyes, letting her imagination run wild.
"Lucia, I've never wanted anyone more than I want you," a voice whispered.
"But, why me? You could have any of the most beautiful girls at school."
"It's you I want." He leaned in and kissed her, pulling the cover away, exposing her glorious body to the open air. He slid his slender hand down her torso. He slipped a finger into her, making her gasp in surprise and pleasure. His lips were soft against his, his breath tasting of spearmint. She put her hand on his crotch, feeling his hard cock against the denim of his jeans. She slowly undoes his pants, letting them fall to the floor. She slipped her hand into his boxers and wrapped her soft hand around his thick shaft, surprised by his size. He stood up for a second and pulled his shirt and boxers off before climbing on top of her.
"Listen, there's one thing you should know. I'm still a virgin," Lucia said reluctantly.
"That's ok. I am too," he said as he leaned down and kissed her. He could feel his pulsing manhood hard against her thigh, making her moan at the thought of him being inside her, being her first. He grabbed her tit, squeezing lightly as he slipped his cock inside her, making her scream in pleasure and pain as he carefully slid into her, feeling the resistance inside her. With a powerful thrust, she felt her hymen break as he picked up his pace, his cock feeling bigger and bigger with each deep, hard grind. She felt an orgasm welling up inside her. He reached down and rubbed her clit. She couldn't hold back anymore. She screamed as she felt the wave of an orgasm crash down on her.
She opened her eyes, her body twitching beneath her touch. She panted as she lay there, the cover rumpled at her feet. She looked around expectantly, the realization of being alone dawning on her as she laid her head back down.
"Damn it."
Jude stirred from his sleep, the radio blaring the bullshit that everyone else wants to hear. He raised his arm and slammed his hand down on the "off" button.
"Enough of that bullshit. Too early for corporate America to wake me up," he said as he threw the covers off of him. As he sat up, he reached for a stack of CDs on his night stand, going through them until he got to the one he wanted. He opened the tray to his CD player and put the disk in. He heard the player spin to life, followed quickly by a song. Thanks to his dad, he'd gotten into early rock and the later work of the former Fab Four when he was 12. It had stuck with him for 8 and a half years, and he loved it. He greatly enjoyed starting his day with a Lennon CD, the classic tunes helped ease him into the day.
He walked into the bathroom, making a bee line for the shower. He cranked the hot water, stopping to stare at himself in the mirror. He stroked his chin beard, still amazed by the reddish tint that appeared only in his facial hair. Looking down, he noticed for the first time that morning that he was sporting a morning stiffy. He reached down, running his hand through his pubes before wrapping his hand around his erect member.
"What's 2 minutes gonna hurt?" he asked himself as he walked back to his bed, lying down with his cock in hand. He closed his eyes, letting his imagination run rampant. Before him stood the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen, her slender frame surrounded by a bright light. Her soft brown hair hung down around her shoulders, covering her bare chest. She slowly walked over to him, a sudden and unsuspected breeze blowing her hair back, revealing her beautiful tits. He was awed by her beautiful body, her features becoming more defined as she came closer.
"Jude..." she whispered, her hand coming to rest on his chest. Her touch was warm and soft. She kissed him, her lips tasting faintly of strawberries. She pulled away and grinned at him, then slowly began kissing down his neck, his torso, his stomach, until her lips met his pulsing cock. He felt her soft lips slide down his shaft, her tongue flicking the head. She slowly picked up her pace, taking his length deep into her throat, the feeling like nothing he'd experienced before. He felt the tingles and jingles of an imminent orgasm as she stopped sucking and began rubbing him. He felt his head roll back, trying desperately to find something to blow his load into. He finally said fuck it, releasing his hot cum on his stomach. He lay there for a second, his body twitching, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
He opened his eyes, looking down at the mess on his stomach.
"Fuck."
Lucia walked up the stairs, the light coming in from above blinding her as she reached the top.
