Chapter Two A Surprising First

by Willow & Maple Forest

chapter two -- A Surprising First

Johnathan holds the room's door open and I walk in. He's holding a drink in his other hand so I move in close and give his cheek a peck. It may have been a flush from drinking, but I swear he blushed from embarrassment. He turns to close the door then back to me.

"Hi," he says with just a slight slur from drinking. "Uh, I don't know how to start this." He abruptly turns around and steps to a small table beside the large, comfy chair, reaches down and picks up something. When he turns back I see a small stack of money in one hand, back in front of me he holds the money out. "You'll want this."

"Thanks a lot," I say taking the cash from his hand and stuffing the $200 for his two hours into the purse on my shoulder. He starts walking across the large room towards the couch, sipping on his drink the entire way. I follow him while checking out his room. Luxurious doesn't start to describe the place, a couch was in the open space setting in front of a large TV, a regular monster that must weigh more than I do. Beside the TV was a fully stocked wet bar with a hot tub tucked in one corner.

Johnathan stops and turns towards me, I wrap my arms around him to start kissing. But his body feels very rigid, extremely nervous and anxious. He isn't returning my kiss, his lips are stiff and unyielding. I pull back from him a little, he turns away to go sit on the couch and finish the whiskey & Coke I tasted on his lips. Then he turns to look at me with a sort of blank expression.

I have to do something to get this guy to relax and come touch my body. I reach up to slowly unbutton the now top button of my black blouse. Then I roll my chest out to put my breasts on display in my lacey black bra. And it works, he gets up from the couch and heads straight to me. I give him a close embrace and he returns it. His body presses against my mine and I can feel him relaxing and some tension leaving his body. So it is starting to work, I tilt my head a little he starts kissing me again, and he is getting better at it. His lips press against mine and he slowly, sensually moves his lips and slips out his tongue to slide along lips. The sensations on my lips are nice, but I want him to french kiss and slip that tongue inside my mouth so I slightly part my lips for him.

Instead of slipping his tongue between my lips, he abruptly turns away and strides to the bathroom. I think he went to pee before his bladder burst. So I can't believe he comes out of the bathroom stark naked. Not a stich of clothing and his penis is rigid, standing tall and hard. Without a pause, he is kissing me like he'd never left. I'm relieved and pleased this is going to work out, but he is still standing close without touching much of my body. I wrap my arms around his back and pull him closer. I press my breasts against his chest but he's got his butt in the air and trying not to let his cock touch me. But his kissing is getting even better, his lips slide against mine and his tongue darts into my mouth, instead of trying to push it down my throat his stays near my tongue and plays against it. I can't help but respond to the erotic kisses and I start to slip my tongue into his mouth briefly and feel his tongue press against mine. And I feel his body relaxing so I pull him closer and his cock touches my leg. Without missing a beat with his tongue swirling in my mouth and against my soft lips, I shift my weight to let him begin to thrust his whole body against my leg.

His rock hard cock is pressing hard against my leg and I can feel the heat through my clothes. He keeps up the pressure and I feel his cock beginning to throb. It is exciting me as much as his kisses. Now he caresses my back gently with one hand. He starts by running his hand down my blouse on my back and he adjusts his position with lips still plastered to mine. His hand moves further to press against my crotch from outside my skirt and panties, then he moves down the inside of my thigh. He slides his other arm from my neck and down my back until he uses both hands to grab my ass. He massages my ass cheeks gently squeezing them in unison.

Johnathan continues his slow and relentless attacks on my lips and tongue and I decide it is time to move this party into the bedroom. I gently twist and lean towards the bedroom door so he starts to shuffle his feet sideways, moving towards the door. In a quick scoop I grab the strap on my purse, slip it on my shoulder and start sidestepping and kissing towards the bedroom. It isn't as easy as it sounds and we are bumping our noses then he starts to giggle. And I can't stop my giggle as we break apart and walk into the bedroom. He immediately goes to the bed and hops on the far end. Once I'm in the room I kick my shoes off while opening my purse and pulling out a strip of condoms. I toss the purse onto my shoes and stash the rubbers behind a pillow.

Moving to his end of the bed, I kneel down in front him and give him a sexy look and push my chest towards him. Taking my hint, he went for the remaining buttons on my blouse and had them open in an instant. I kept the blouse on and looked at Johnathan rolling my shoulders towards him and back away while I'm mouthing the word "slowly, slowly." He's looking at me but kinda stuck as I'm rolling my shoulders towards him he puts both hands on my shoulders and starts jerking it down and off, but I shrug my shoulders to keep the blouse in place and I see in his face he'd understood my instructions and began to slip the blouse off my shoulders and then uses it to caresses my back as he slides the blouse down. He's caressing my waist when I slip my arms from the sleeves and it falls away from my body. He lets it flutter to the floor then looks up at me with a slight grin on his face.

He begins showering my chest and neck with kisses, kissing quickly and moving on. This is doing nothing to excite me, and now he's kissing my bra like it's me. What's up with this, he's like a high school kid seeing his first bra on a woman. His hands settled around my waist during the mad kissing of my body and bra, so I lightly touch his right wrist. The shoulder twist was working so I tug his hand slightly upward and rolled as far as I can while releasing his wrist. He immediately reached around my back and puts one hand on the hooks of the black bra.

Then he does something I'd never seen before, he pinches my bra's clasps to release in an instant. My bra springs to the front so I can't stop it from falling away and exposing my breasts to him for the very first time. I let the bra slide down one arm and then the other so it drops to the floor. Even before it has time to fall, he's got both hands on both breasts and starts squeezing hard before letting go and doing it again, alternating between my poor tits. No woman is going to like this.

Unconsciously I respond with painful sound and pulled away. Immediately he stops squishing my breasts mercilessly and looks up. I smile a little and reach for his hands to gently place them on each breast, then making a circling motion on the backs of his hands. He seems to get the idea of my instructions and begins to gently press and move my breast around with his warm hands pressing my flesh. I lower my eyelids and look directly into his eyes, fluttering my eyelids in response to the gentle breast massage he was giving me. As nice as his hands feel, I know much better ways to caress breasts to turn a woman on.

Only I don't know how to communicate what I want to teach him. How can I show him the way to excite his girlfriend's boobs? The memory of his kissing leads me to lean in close and begin to kiss, the softness of his lips envelopes mine and his tongue teases past mine. With a great force of will, I turn to the side and nuzzle my head against his. I'm moving my lips to his ear and using my best Owl and the Pussycat soft and sultry voice to say, "That feels good but I can show you what really drives women wild." I start kissing my way back to his mouth.

Instead he abruptly pulls back and speaking in a horse whisper, "You can!" He had the biggest grin covering his whole face. So I lean up to stand erect in front of him and look into his eyes, but he was watching my boobs so I gently pull his hands away from the slow massage he seems to enjoy giving me. Slowly I twist to the left and gently place his hand on my waist as I'm twisting back to facing him. He slides his arm around me to put his hand in the small of my back, well above my hips.

With one arm behind to support me against what comes next I look into his face. He's still looking down at my bosom. Both of my are nipples erect and both of his eyes wide-open, drinking in every detail of what he was doing and how I was responding to his touch. I realize I'd started breathing a little faster while he played with my breasts. And I smile as I think how this is barely the beginning of how excited I will get, and a low moan escapes my body. Johnathan pulls me closer to him as he leans into me, but I gently resist and reach to grasp his hand and move it towards my breast. He begins to grasp my breast the way he had before, but I lightly hold him back. Only it doesn't work his hand covers my breast and I have to whisper in my sexy, sultry voice, "Women want to be touched like this." I pull his hand to the side as I demonstrate the technique on myself. I put my index and middle finger barely touching one nipple, then I start to make little circles brushing lightly against my nipple. And I'm not surprised it is exciting me, it does when I'm alone, too.

The excitement my nipple feels from the steady stimulation is really starting to turn me on. Or is it the naked man pulling me closer. The warmth of his hand, his arm across my back, the warmth spreading through my body from my breast has also quickened my breath forcing me to breathe through my mouth. And the pleasure I'm feeling closes my eyes and I roll my head back on my neck then a louder moan comes from deep in my body. When I start to roll my hips and lean against his arm he doesn't follow as he had been.

I open my eyes to an expression I'd never seen on a face before, his eyes were wide open and drinking in every detail, his lips were slightly parted as his breathing had gotten faster. His face was a picture of raw desire and amazement he's holding a woman turning herself on. Still frozen his expression softens to disbelief she is real and he's holding her. Except suddenly he's not!

His hand returns to the small of my back and strokes down to nearly touching my butt cheeks, then his firm hand slips back to the bottom of my spine. I've taken his index and middle finger into my hand and I'm guiding it to the breast my fingers had just been exciting. His expression of disbelief disappears and is replaced by total concentration on what I was doing. Reaching my sensitive nipple I placed his two fingers where I had just been. A tingle told me it was the exact spot, so I let him play with my nipple the way I had. He starts to move his fingers in a little circle.

Only waaay too hard!! I know I winced as I jerked my tit away. But I had to put on a smile as I offer it again. And again he starts to make little circles and again I felt he was gouging in my tender flesh and again I jerk back. He was getting the idea but I didn't know how much one boob could take of this. I put my breast back to his hand and he did much better. But still too hard and pushing my nipple into the aureola. It was time to tell my eager student how to touch a woman's nipples. In my deepest, most sultry voice I can manage I whisper, "Barely touching, just brush past..."

So this time he starts brushing past the nipple as he moves around and around. The moan escaping from me is a response to his massively improved technique. This feedback was all he needs to go at my right breast like it's his job to turn me on. And he was certainly going about it the right way. His constant stimulation on just the right spot turns my hard nipple into a rock, even more sensitive to his manipulations. He starts a fire on the nipple and the heat spreads through my breast and slowly into my body. It flares suddenly and I am lost in the quiver flashing though me. When I lightly convulsed form the pleasure, he noticed and went back to my nipple like a shot. But I recoil it is too sensitive for fingers, but my left breast is more than ready to join the game so I push it towards him and he doesn't hesitate to bring his magic touch to my left boob. My response to his erotic manipulations on the very tip of my nipple are pretty predictable. The pressure of his hand in the small of my back makes me realize this kid is a man, a full gown man with his rock hard cock slowly throbbing as he gleefully attacks my nipple. He looks like a child playing with his favorite toy. So neither of us seems to mind as his unrelenting touch starts the same fire I'd felt moments before and the same slow rise to my flameout convulsion. The man child grins gleefully at what he'd just done. And there as a smile on my lips as well.

He'd gotten me excited better than any of my boyfriends with only his hands. I need to feel the heat of his body against mine. It is time I sit on his lap. But how do I get the message to him? He is playing with my breasts, cupping my boobs and gently exciting the tender nipples. So I put one hand behind his head and pull him to my lips as I lean down to meet him. He immediately responds with his full lips pressing against mine, I slide my tongue across them. His tongue comes to meet mine and we battle for a moment before he slides into my mouth. He caresses my lips and my mouth with his strong, probing tongue.

His kissing is getting more intense and he is playing with my breasts less and less. The decreased stimulation snaps me back to my senses. I'm not here to enjoy myself, I am here to have sex with this enthusiastic guy. Gently holding him in place we continue kissing madly. Slowly I get off my knees keeping my lips glued to his. Now I'm standing in front of Johnathan, still wearing my skirt and panties with my breasts bare and attracting his attention again. How can I move him from sitting back on the bed to sitting on the edge of the bed and he has a lap. I try putting my hand behind his head and pulling him towards me while standing with legs spread outside his legs. He wiggles his butt to the edge of the bed and I start to settle on his bare legs.

I feel the heat of his body on the cheeks of my butt, then I feel the heat of his hands on the tops of both knees. Slowly he caresses his way towards my thighs, sliding both hands outside of my thighs to cup my butt cheeks in both hands. The gentle massage he is giving feels nice until I feel him start to pull my butt towards him. "Hold on slick!" I think. "How can I tell him women need to be warmed up?" I start to push against the pressure on my butt cheeks and I won't budge from where I sit on his knees.

He has stops pulling my body towards him and returns to the gentle massage of my butt cheeks. I've got to non-verbally explain women don't like immediate penetration. So I catch his eye and look down, past his erect cock and into my lap, covered by my skirt over my panties. I look into his eyes and again try to guide his attention to the clothing in my lap.

He looks at my lap but isn't seeing the skirt covering it. Switching tactics, I move both of my hands to touch each of my nipples with two fingers. I don't need to do any more, he replaces my index and middle finger with his own and begins to move in small circles, lightly brushing my nipples and starting the flames in my breasts. My hardening nipples respond on their own but I moan a little as he continues stimulating me.

He's learned the technique to excite my nipples and his ministrations light a fire in my boobs. I lower my eyes to see he is diligently keeping his fingers moving in tiny circles and turning me on. But my skirt is still on! "This has got to change, he's got to start undressing me." Only how was I going to tell him to take my skirt off? This guy is fascinated by my tits and I'm ready to move on. Maybe more kissing will get his mind off my breasts, it's worth a try.

Leaning forward a little, I place one hand on his shoulder and the other on the back of his neck. I continue to lean forward and he's leaning my way. Our lips touch, just brushing past with closed lips. He opens his lips to let his tongue slip out on his way back, it enters my opening mouth and slides in to play against my tongue. Thrusting into me with small plunges over my tongue, and sliding back, lingering at the tip. His tongue caresses just the tip of mine and the sensation sears my lips, or are his lips heating mine? Back inside my mouth his tongue lingers to push against mine, suddenly large lips are covering mine and sliding back to caress only the center of my lips.

The passion in his kisses has my lips hot and he keeps up the relentless attacks with his lips and tongue. My lips heat up but my breasts are losing the stimulation of his fingers on my still hard nipples. This guy knows how to kiss and light my fire, I'll have to teach him the next level of stimulation by showing him with my nipple. And soon, he'd given up on the nipples and had started cupping my breast instead. Reluctantly I pulled away from his kiss and he snapped out of romancing my lips. And eagerly watches as I move his cupping hand from my breast then use my hand to stimulate my nipples with only the nails of my fingers. Circling the areola using the tip of my nail, I show him the most stimulating part. Still using only the tip of a nail, I flick it across the top of the nipple and involuntarily gasp in response. The spark attracts his attention and immediately he circles my rock hard nipples and flicks a fingernail across the top. He looks up and I catch his eye, slowly and seductively fluttering my eyelids so he knows he's making me hot.

Returning my hand to his neck, I pull closer to enjoy more of his kissing skills. Instantly he returns to the passionate kissing, only I'm not feeling the passion so much. But he is still the best kisser ever so I'm not complaining. This guy has really picked up the fingernail trick and my boobs get hotter and hotter. Now he's got his fingers coordinated on both of my breasts and I'm about to explode. An uncontrolled shiver runs from my tits, right down my butt and into his legs. He tenses momentarily as he feels my pleasure.

Before he can return to playing with my breasts, I glue my lips to his and slowly begin to stand. I slowly shake my bootie as I'm standing up very slowly from his leg. To stand straight I have to break our kiss. I am compelled to draw close to his ear and whisper in my ordinary voice. "Wow! You are a really good kisser," moving away I continue, "Girls will love that kiss. Don't change a thing." Standing erect I see his eyes are back on my chest and he's heading for my breasts again. How can I distract him from playing with them till my nipples are sore?

Standing I give my hips a quick twist so my skirt flies up and reminds him why he's here. I settle back into his lap as the skirt stops, caressing his thighs very lightly. His attention focuses on my skirt so I slip a thumb under the waistband, pull it out an inch and let it snap back to my waist. His right hand is aimed at the waist of my skirt and I gently guide his left hand towards the small of my back. Now he takes command and slips both thumbs under the elastic waistband on my skirt, placed on either side of my hips he starts jerking it down. But has to stop when I push into his legs so he can't just pull my skirt off.

He looks up with a short of sheepish smile and pulls my skirt back to my waist. He returns his eyes to my waist and slowly begins sliding my skirt down with both hands. His touch has become a caress with my own skirt. I begin to lift myself off his legs and knees, standing quickly in front of him, I step back as he caresses my skirt past my hips, dropping it as I moved enough for the skirt to drop to the floor around my stockinged feet. Stepping out of the skirt I exaggerate my hip motion on each side and I'm standing only a few inches away from of a naked man with only a pair of black panties covering my nakedness.