A few months ago I had a great experience that was not only unexpected but unforgettable.
I had been seeing a friend off from the International Airport. By chance I met a young woman who had just farewelled her parents on an overseas holiday.
She lived with her parents in a small country town on the West Coast and I had known her mum and dad before I moved to the city. The daughter, Iâll call Jessie, was still in high school, and was now a gorgeous young woman of eighteen; some twenty years younger than me. While we were having a coffee in one of the airport cafĂ©âs she mentioned that she wasnât all that keen on driving the long way back home in the dark, especially as she would then be there by herself.
I suggested that she stay at my flat and then continue the drive home the next day. When she agreed I told her to follow my car back to my place.
When we arrived I put a couple of TV dinners in the oven to heat and opened a bottle of cold chardonnay. By the time dinner was ready we were almost through the first bottle of wine; the conversation was moving well, going from one subject to another with ease.
The meal, accompanied by another bottle of wine, followed. When weâd finished the meal we sat in the lounge, talking and savouring the wine. Jessie said she loved wine and had been encouraged to drink sensibly by her parents from the age of thirteen. I donât think her parents would think that two bottles was sensible, but they were on holiday anyway.
While we talked, I told her that Iâd always thought that she was very pretty and now thought she was a beautiful young woman. This seemed to please her and she told me that sheâd always had a crush on me too. I put my arm around her, kissing her gently; she surprised me by returning the kiss very passionately. I imagined the drink was having an effect on her.
After talking and listening to music for about another hour I said that I was ready for bed. I showed Jessie her bedroom and went and got her a pyjama top. She went to the bathroom to change and I went to my bedroom and undressed. I didnât know what to make of the returned kiss, so with a little anticipation I too only put on a pyjama top and got into bed.
A short time later there was a quiet knock on the door and she came in, looking anything but seventeen. Her pyjama top just reached far enough to cover her pussy. After getting into bed beside me she was quite embarrassed and nervous, she told me she had never been in bed with a man before. She asked me to promise that I would not do anything to her as she was still a virgin.
I told her that I would not do anything to her unless she wanted me to. I put my arms around her and kissed her a few times, saying how gorgeous she was and how fantastic it was being in bed with her. I knew I would have to take things very slowly and keep talking quietly â if I hoped to have her surrender to me. Every time I said how beautiful she was she snuggled up a bit closer and answered softly with a moan or a sigh. After a while I slowly slid my hand over her smooth body, held her breast and felt the nipples starting to firm up.
By just brushing my fingers over her nipples they were soon hard and enlarged. Each time I did this her body would rise up to meet my hand and she would start to take deep breaths and hold them before slowly exhaling. I considered the time was right to proceed slowly and gently down the outside of her thigh. After doing this a few times I brought my hand upwards on the inside of her thigh; she shrunk back a bit as my fingers pressed up to briefly touch her pussy lips. I didnât linger there the first few times.
When I thought she had relaxed enough I slid my hand down further and gently drew my fingers up and down the sensitive area between her anus and her vagina, her body twitched every time I did it. She soon started to get quite wet and slippery and as I quickened the action it made her gasp. Then as I drew my hand upwards again my fingers moved slowly up to the closed lips of her pussy, until I located her clitoris. This almost made her jump off the bed, so I soothed her by asking if she wanted me to stop. I knew that she was too worked up to want that⊠She begged me to be gentle.