I met Barbara for the second time when she was a senior in high school. I had just completed my junior year at MIT and took the first half of the summer off from any work because I really needed a rest. My rest period was at a New Jersey resort town where I had free room and board at my grandmother's house. I had practically nothing to do so I decided to get in shape by jogging on the beach and everywhere else around town.
One bright day in late May a week after I left Cambridge I was jogging by the High School and noticed a lot of activity outside the school. Final pictures for the Class Book were being taken on the school's front steps. From a distance there seemed to be many fine looking young ladies milling around. I had to have a closer look so I jogged up next to the photographer and started a conversation. He said, "That's the senior French club. Mostly all girls."
This club looked like contestants for the Miss America contest. Most were tall with long legs and model's faces. For some reason their beauty didn't impress me. At the right end of the first row however was my type of beauty. She was only about five feet three inches tall, but her breasts looked magnificent even under the cashmere sweater she was wearing.
She caught me staring at her, and gave me a big smile as if she knew me. I couldn't remember ever meeting her. She looked like someone that no man would ever forget. When the picture was done she sauntered over to where I was standing and said "Hello Bill"
I had been racking my brain to pull her name into my mind, when suddenly the name Barbara stuck. She had been a skinny freshman with no body, but a beautiful face, who came to every basketball game my senior year. She apparently had a crush on me, or so I was told and every so often I would say "hello" and make small talk of a bantering nature with her. She was at one of the many graduation party I attended the year I finished high school. Everyone was kissing someone at all the parties.
Out of the blue I was kissing a very beautiful face. The kiss was typical of a graduation kiss with nothing behind it. The one that I had kissed ran giggling to her friends. This was the first time I had seen her since my high school graduation party.
"Hello Barbara" I replied.
"You remember me?" she said with a note of surprise in her voice.
"I looked all over for you after you took off with you friends" I answered.
The girl I was talking to was not much like the one I had kissed at the party. This was a full-blown man killer. At eighteen she was just feeling the sexual power that nature had provided her. She had the same gorgeous face, but now her whole body was curve after curve starting at her ankles to her shoulders. Her breasts still seemed large for the rest of her, but this feature only added sexiness to her solid figure.
I didn't hesitate a fraction of a second and asked her out to dinner. This flustered her because although she had been going out on dates every weekend since junior year, no one had asked her to dinner.
"We'll have to ask my mother" came tumbling out of her mouth.
"When?" I shot back
"Pick me up here at 3:30."
As Barbara left she turned around and looked at me with a strange expression on her face and eyes so large they looked like two brown saucers.
I was waiting at 3:20. Barbara arrived at our agreed on time, the first one out of the school. She looked fabulous. When she got into the car she immediately slid over and gave me a sweet kiss on the cheek. Our bodies were touching and my prick started on its way to a full hard erection.
Barbara lived in an apartment on the second floor of a renovated bank. It was quite large and nicely decorated. As soon as we got inside Barbara announced that her mother wouldn't be home until six thirty. She disappeared into one of the bedrooms without another word.
I thought she was acting strange but then she yelled "There's a beer in the frig if you want one. I helped myself to one and was half way through, when I heard Barbara start out from her bedroom.
I went into a form of shock when she entered the room. She was wearing a negligee that ran from her shoulders to her feet. Her feet were bare and every inch of her body was visible through her gown. The gown stuck to her skin in utter smoothness. Her nipples protruded in all their glory and her cunt looked absolutely perfect.
Barbara had made up her face with light shades of violet and mascara that extended her lashes to double their length. She looked much older than the eighteen plus years she had spent on earth.
I was still in shock and must have had a weird look on my face.
Barbara stuttered "Don't you like it"
I stood up and yelled, "Come here you little vixen"
She ran into my arms. Our mouths were open and our tongues started their hot sexual dance in each other's mouths. I started to undress as fast as I could. Barbara pulled off my shoes then pulled down my pants. In no time, I was naked with my cock standing out in front of me. We held each other tight and then ran our hands all over each other's bodies. I became so excited that my cock entirely on its own started shooting long streams of semen across the room.
Barbara looked stunned but when I "yelled swallow it" she put my throbbing cock in her mouth and swallowed the remains, almost gagging as the volume just flowed and flowed. . It was her first taste of a man's cum. When the explosions were over Barbara licked her lips and exclaimed, "Wow that was unbelievable. I never saw anything like that in my whole life Your cum tasted absolutely wonderful".
I knew then that she would suck my cock anytime in the future with little coxing.
We rushed into her bedroom. Barbara had a large bed now only covered with sheets. We lie side by side and I rolled her garment up to her navel exposing her beautiful cunt. It glistened in the lowering daylight. I rubbed it with my hand covering her full mound. Her cunt hair radiated with her juices and I could not stop myself from kissing this beautiful pussy. This would be my very first adventure of mouthing a hot pussy.
I discovered the lips of her pussy and just started licking. The force that put me there was both overwhelming and natural. Her aroma was intoxicating and I licked harder and harder. I wasn't sure of what I was doing, but just kept going. This beautiful cunt seemed to open up and juices flowed. They tasted fantastic. I started sucking licking and drinking her juices, and weird noises filled the room.
Barbara was holding my head between her soft inner thighs and wiggling the rest of her body. Finally, she bucked and arched her back while letting out a scream muffled by my hand.
Just as she seemed to be calming, Barbara started whispering "Fuck me now Fuck me now. By the third whisper, the whisper sounded like a shout and so I mounted this beautiful girl as men have mounted females for all of time.
I thrust my hard again prick into her open cunt. It slipped in to my balls on the second thrust. My cock, lubricated by her cunt juices slipped like it was on a frictionless water slide. Her fuck hole seemed to be lined with hundreds of strong muscles that kept my cock where she wanted it but allowed it to move in and out. This structure worked my hard cock in unbelievable ways.
It felt as if my prize prick was actually getting larger both in length and diameter. Barbara and I gyrated in all possible directions and speeds until without the usual warning; I started shooting load after load into Barbara's hot hole.
On her part she was screaming louder and louder with each release of my cum which matched the jolts she was getting from her own orgasm. Finally it was over. We were both breathing like the runners at the end of a marathon... Did I say we were completely naked? I felt absolutely wonderful.
We lay glued to each along with lust, which grew at an unbelievable rate. This was only the start of a sexual frenzy that only stopped when the alarm clock rang at six pm. Barbara had wisely set it in case we fell asleep. Her room was a real mess and smelled of sex and sweat.
Barbara's sexy gown was rolled up at the foot of the bed. Every thing was streaked with cum. We both had lost count of the number of our orgasms. I was exhausted and it was almost time for Barbara's mother to come home.
I cleaned myself with a damp washcloth and dressed in record time. Then I grabbed a magazine and sat down on the couch. in the living room. I could hear Barbara taking a shower.
The water was turned off just before her mother entered the apartment.
"Who are you?" she exclaimed.
"I'm Barbara's date for this evening. I knew her when she was a freshman and I ran into her when pictures for the yearbook were being taken this afternoon. I just finished my junior year at MIT.""I'm taking a rest before I start a summer job."