Do you remember our first time together? You were 20 and I was 19, it was winter 1979. We drove a couple of hours up to Northern Virginia on a Friday for the weekend and we stayed at my grandparents' house.
I don't remember exactly what we did Friday afternoon, but I sure do remember that Friday night! We had dinner with my grandparents and spent most the evening just talking. You were to sleep in the basement family room on the couch and I was staying in my grandparents' guest bedroom upstairs on the second floor.
After my grandparents finally called it a night, we went down to the basement for some quality alone time. I remember that I was dressed nicely, I had on a short black skirt, a nice soft cream colored button-up blouse with a vest that matched my skirt and of course my sexy red "fuck me" high heel pumps - I looked hot; you were wearing jeans and a dark shirt and your athletic body looked very sexy.
We sat on the couch watching TV. The lights were low and we began to kiss. As things moved forward, I excused myself to go to the bathroom to touch up my red lipstick. I decided to take off my bra - it would just get in the way - removed the vest and unbuttoned the top three buttons of my blouse. I looked in the mirror - I was fucking hot! I walked out knowing that I smelled sexy and wonderful as I had freshened up my Chanel perfume. I sprayed it on all the normal places on my body, wrists, neck, between my breasts, but on a whim, and just for fun, I sprayed some around my pussy.
Even though I was not a virgin - my first and only sex was a drunken quickie with a guy in a car and it was not memorable - I was very, very inexperienced when it came to sex, but I had some very hopeful and naughty expectations for what was to come. I was very nervous but uninhibited and determined.
I took a deep breath and walked into the room as sexy and seductively as I could. I came up to you and straddled your lap and I kissed you hard grinding into you. We began to make out on the couch. We were pretty new to dating each other and were very much into kissing hot, heavy and passionately. We had done some light petting during past couple of weeks with some hot make out sessions in your car and at my house, but for the most part our clothes had remained on.
You began to unbuttoned my blouse and your hand stroked my face as our lips touched lightly. As we began to kiss harder, our tongues slowly tangling in what in my mind was a highly erotic french kiss, you opened up my blouse exposing my breasts. "Oh my," I thought, just knowing we were going to end up naked. You softly kissed my neck and moved down to kiss my bare breasts. "Yes! Suck my tits!" I screamed in my mind as I sighed grabbed your head and pushed my breasts into your face - I really wanted to say it to you, but I could not bring myself to do it. I was breathing heavily and moaning softly as you caressed me, kissing my firm tits, licking and lightly nibbling on my hard nipples as I pushed you back on the couch grinding on your package through your jeans as I kissed you passionately. We rolled on our sides facing each other, kissing and touching.
I found my hand busy rubbing your hard bulge through your jeans. All I could think of was how I just wanted to pull it out and suck on it! I had never given a blowjob before and I began to fantasize what it would be like to get on my knees, lick your balls and go down on your cock! I wanted to suck and kiss it and then have you cum all over my face and lips. "I want to suck your cock so bad, Steve," I imagined saying to you as I rubbed you while you kissed me and fondled my tits. I just couldn't bring myself to actually say it. My desire made me moan and that really turned you on.
We were going at only for a short while when you slid your hand away from touching my breasts, your fingers caressing down my belly and along my scar... you pulled my skirt up and lightly stroked my inner thigh, you lightly touched my pussy through my panties and then you slid your hand down into my panties. You rubbed me for a bit and I gasped at how nice and exciting it felt as you finally slipped your finger into my very hot, very wet pussy. I almost asked, "Do you love how wet my pussy is?" but I again chickened out.
I had been finger fucked before, but this time I really got into it. I began to ride your finger, imagining in my mind I was riding your cock. This and my moans of pleasure excited you, but I wanted even more. I was getting very excited as well; my mind was racing with wild, naughty thoughts. As we kissed and touched, I kept thinking about how badly I wanted to suck your cock and I would make my move. I wanted to go for it but for some reason I held back. I was just shy - after all I had never sucked cock before!