I had met her in the mall a few weeks ago. She had her beautiful blonde hair pinned up in a bun. She was wearing a tight white top that revealed just a little cleavage. She had very nice breasts, probably C or D cup. She had on a very short sexy pink mini shirt. I become aroused the moment I saw her. I just had to meet her. I was barely able to speak to her. I was so overcome by her sheer beauty. Plus, I'm not really used to talking to girls, let alone hot ones. I was somehow lucky enough to get her phone number. I am in my early 20's, 6 foot 1 inch, and 200 pounds of muscle (I have very little fat). I have blonde hair and wear glasses.
We went out a few times and had a wonderful time. She is such a wonderful person. She has such a great personality and such a great body. It took so much mental control not to think about sex when I was with her. Because I wanted her so bad! For the first few dates, I got to kiss her delicate lips. Those kisses were incredible. After a few more dates, we would sit outside on the park bench and make out. The feeling of my tongue touching hers was unbelievable. I just knew that when I would finally get to have sex with her, it would blow my mind.
We had spent the day together at a carnival. We were just enjoying ourselves so much. Just like we were kids again. She had on that same white shirt and short pink miniskirt that she had on when I first met her. On one of the rides, the Zipper, where you are in this cage and you are whipped upside down, she ended up grabbing onto my thigh to hold on. It felt so good having her warm hand on such a private area. It send sparks of sexual electricity up my spine. I also grabbed onto the inside of her thigh. It was so smooth and hot. I knew she felt something too. When it was dark out, we went for a walk through the secluded park. We ended up at a bench and no one else was around.
We started to passionately kiss each other on that bench. After about 15 minutes of kisses, I stopped and asked if I could massage her neck and back. She said yes. Her neck was so warm and inviting. I just loved rubbing it. I then proceeded to rub her back. I could feel her bra straps through her thin shirt. It was really making me horny. But I wasn't sure if it was making her horny, or if it was just sensual for her. So after another 10 minutes, I got really daring. I asked if I could massage her legs. And she said yes. Now my heart was really pounding. Because, in my view, massaging someone's back can be just friendly, but someone's legs is always sexual. I sure hoped she felt the same way.
She laid down on the bench. She looked so beautiful in the horizontal position, I just wanted to jump on her right there. But I resisted. I started by massaging her feet. Her legs were slightly open, so I could see up her skirt and her beautiful red panties. My head became dizzy because behind those lovely panties was pure heaven. I wanted it so bad. I worked my way up to her knee on one leg, then switched to the other leg, and up to the knee. I continued passed the knee and into the inside of the thigh. I could see her breathing heavily and rapidly and her eyes were closed with a smile on her face. I massaged up to her skirt line, then switched to the other leg and worked up to the skirt line.