This is a true recollection of my first encounter with Louise, events that occurred a few years ago, they are my treasured memories and thoughts, so true in fact that I still tingle when I think about them.
It was at a friend's party when I first came across this girl. I call her a girl because she wouldn't have even been in her twenties, she was not yet a women. I was instantly drawn to her when she first walked down the driveway with her friends, was it the boyishly short haircut, the tailored shirt that hugged her petite frame giving a glimpse of her perky breasts or was it the tight pants that caressed her curvaceous rear. I could not take my eyes off her and stole a glance at her as often as I could hoping that she would not catch me staring but also wishing she would notice me.
My friends were playing a drinking game when she came over with her friends and joined in on our conversation, we spoke but it was as a group and all I could remember was that confidence that she appeared to show and those beautiful brown eyes, those eyes that just drew me in. The night was drawing to a close and I kept checking her out from a distance and new I did not want this to be the last time I saw her. As soon as she had left I went straight to the host of the party, the girl that had invited her, she was my friend's girlfriend (but that would soon change). I asked her about her friend wanting to get her number, a couple of days later I had it.
I phoned during the week, gathering all of the confidence I could manage just to make the call. It all sounds simple, like a girl, get her number and call her but it was outside my comfort zone, I was certainly not experienced in the art of picking up girls. We spoke for a short period of time, I do not recall how the conversation went but she did agree to go on a date so I would assume well enough.
Saturday had arrived, it was date night and I was very excited, the whole day carried a sort of nervous tension, I could feel it in my body. It was time to get ready for the date so a shower was in order. As the water poured over my naked torso I felt the need to release some of the built up tension. I explored my memory bank for a past encounter to inspire me, I was so hard now that it stood straight out in front. I gripped it tight with my thumb and my first two fingers. I ran them down my shaft, slowly massaging my now bulging penis. It felt so good and I immediately wanted it to feel even better. I squeezed harder and rubbed a little bit faster, still not too fast.
The desire to stroke harder was getting strong. The excitement grew in me and I started breathing heavily. I watched my thumb and two fingers slide up and down my dick in a rhythmical fashion and I started to feel the pleasure build. I now wrapped my forefinger and thumb around my dick just underneath the head of my penis, forming a ring with them. Using this ring, I stroked my shaft. I increased the speed as I went until I went almost full out, almost as fast as my hand could go.
The sensation felt so good and I could feel a tingling feeling growing below.
At this point I couldn't stand it anymore. I wanted to cum then and there. I gripped my whole fist around my cock and stroked hard. My right arm moved quickly, up and down, up and down, so fast that I couldn't even count the strokes. All sorts of images ran through my mind. I could feel the pleasure moving up from the base of my dick. My breathing was getting heavier at this point, it was going to happen soon, I could feel it. The tingling sensation rose up my throbbing shaft. I watched the red, swollen head of my dick pulse with anticipation. I held my mouth open and my breathing paused. I felt a rush of pleasure bursting forth. I groaned as I came and tossed my head back. The cum shot out of my dick, hitting the shower wall, four or five more shots pulsed out, hitting the shower tray before disappearing down the drain with the last drops of my cum dripping down the fingers wrapped around my satisfied cock. Time to finish getting ready.
It was a long drive to pick up this girl and it gave me time to think about what the night may hold, I was excited but my nerves were building. I arrived at the door, knocked and was greeted warmly by Louise, she was gorgeous, petite at about 5 5" and again those stunning brown eyes were mesmerizing, her nice pert B cup breasts didn't look too bad either. She invited me in and we went to her room and continued to talk, small talk, the kind of conversations you have when you try to figure out what each other is about without giving to much away.
It would not be long before we were on our way, we were heading in to town to meet up with some of my friends in a bar, have a drink and shoot some pool. I remember feeling relaxed, comfortable but also protective and even a little jealous as my friends engaged in conversation with her, again it was her confidence in talking with them I guess it seemed even slightly flirty, I wanted her for myself. We seemed to be having fun, enjoying each others company but it was time for a change in venue, we were to meet her friends in a club in the city.