Hi, this is my first attempt at this so please let me know what you think.
This is a fictitious situation but I would expect its happening everywhere as you read this.
My name is Ray, I was 18 and brought up in a small country village, my parents Emma and Charles were quite conventional for the time and didn't really talk to us kids about the facts of life. Just to make matters worse in those days we didn't have the internet and such like, so it was just making it up as you went along. Which can be fun, but there wasn't really any girls that weren't like your sister in the village (but that's another story entirely).
I have 2 older brothers and 1 younger sister, all at same sex boarding schools. We're not that close and being miles apart didn't help on the information side of things.
You can see where I'm going with this, 18 year virgin having to go out into the big bad world with a severe lack of knowledge to prepare for the "real" world. To be truthful being naive you don't actually know that you know nothing; it just becomes apparent as you go.
I moved to the south coast and started to settle into the student life and picked up 1 or 2 good friends.
I shared a flat with one for a while, Dave is his name and he's great. Big in size and big in nature and so more worldly.
So this is really where the story begins, my being brought into the real world.
So Dave and I worked in a pub in the centre of town, lively at the weekends and really good fun. The upside to having to work so bloomin' hard is the eye candy on the other side of the bar.
I met my wife there too, but before her it was like putting a kid in a candy store. Every week the girls would be flirting and chatting up the bar staff and I'd just laugh and carry on working, this changed one weekend with Dave.
He had asked me if a couple of friends who were touring could stay at our flat for a few days, he didn't tell me anything else than that, crafty little bugger. So we were working at the pub when he was chatting to a couple of girls at the end of the bar. One was tall, medium build with long blonde hair. She had a beautiful smile that seemed to make the room light up, but what grabbed your attention a moment later was her breasts, she had quite large but OH SO PERKY breasts. It may have been just the breasts by themselves or the flat stomach underneath that seemed to enhance what she had been blessed with. The other girl was shorter about 5' 4", dark and looked a bit on the dumpy side. Not as attractive as her friend but hey we're not all at the front of the looks queue. She was again a medium build but where she was shorter it made her look stockier, which she really wasn't. Her breasts looked lovely but were hidden by the "baggy top" look that ladies sometimes wear. Personally people should be proud of any lumps, bumps and/or perfect breasts, people love you for who you are.
Dave called me over in a few minutes when I was free, he introduced me to Helen (the blonde girl) and Gloria. We chatted to them for a few minutes while we had the chance, they were both really 'natural have a laugh' type of people, no airs and graces just good to be around.
We gave them a door key and the address and they took a taxi to the flat to dump their bags and come back down for a drink later. An hour or so later they both walked in and got a drink, but after half an hour they said they'd go get something to eat and get an early night. Jet lag had caught up with them, it was only 10 or so, so we had a couple of hours to go before we finished work.
I hadn't given the sleeping arrangements any thought until then, Dave said "the girls would sort that out between them, but Helen and I have history so I hope she makes herself at home, if you know what I mean".
This worried me slightly as it's only a 2 bedroom flat, I know, I should be jumping up and down with excitement, but getting into that situation was new for me. But the rest of the night was really hectic so it didn't really worry after that. We had a few drinks after the pub closed with the team there and then said goodnight.
On the walk home, with inevitable 'doner' on the way we chatted about the girls, Helen it seems was 22 and Gloria 23, both close friends of his brother, but were 'family friends' really. But Helen had given Dave his first experience and he had a soft spot for that reason. He was hoping some repeat performance may be on the cards.
We got home and the girls had got some beers in to say thanks for the 'put up'. They must have gone to bed as no one was up. We sat down and chatted away until 2 or 3 in the morning, by which time we were knackered and, what with the beers at work and a few when we got home, a little tipsy.
Dave and I wandered off to bed, looking to see which room they were camped in, but when we looked in his room, only 1 shape in the bed. Dave smiled and said "goodnight". I walked to my bedroom and opened the door, sure enough there was a shape in the bed too, I was knackered, tipsy and really didn't fancy sleeping on the floor, it's MY room after all. So I left my boxers on and quietly got into bed so not to disturb her (whoever it was). I fell to sleep and remembering waking up 'spooned' up to her. She felt lovely, her bum was warm , soft and felt oh so nice, my cock was rock hard and fitted in the crack of her arse, although through her PJ's. I panicked a little and went to turn around so she didn't get upset at my forwardness. As I did she stirred a little and rested her hand on my thigh to keep me still running it up and down lightly, I don't think she even woke up, just one of those really comfortable feelings. So I relaxed a little and put my arm round her, feeling a little braver and cuddled up, before I knew it I was asleep again.
It must have been late when I woke as the light was streaming through the window, I just remember waking up facing a black head of hair, I thought "Shit, Gloria" and then it came back to me. Her in my bed, spooning, not wanting me to move away in her sleep. I cuddled up to her from behind and I could feel how warm and soft her bum was, this complicates things as chaps know. I was 'rock hard' before I could even think about anything else, youthfulness for you. She smelled so nice even in the morning, a lemony fresh smell from her perfume.
Now I'm your average looking guy, never going to make a stripper, but not quite blend into the crowd boring either. I'm about 5'11" and 14 stone with longish dark hair, I love rock music and wouldn't have expected someone like Gloria to look at me. I like to think of myself as being a 'nice' guy, not one to take advantage of girls. I know girls so often go for the "bad boy". But I look after myself, I love to bike, always been slim and if I say so myself was at the front of the "cock queue" when God gave them out, 9-10 inches when hard and still as God made.
So before I could say "George Bush", my cock had a mind of it's own and slipped into Gloria bum crack again. She just snuggled back, perhaps she forgot where she was. I again slipped my arm around her and got real close. It felt wonderful to be cuddling a real warm woman.
She just sighed and stayed asleep. Feeling a little braver now, I ran my hand underneath her PJ top and for the first time felt a woman's warm naked body. I gently ran my hand over her stomach, her skin felt like velvet, very warm from being in bed. She seemed to have beautiful womanly body, voluptuous and curvy. As I gently caressed her stomach I ran my hand over her delicate little belly button, she wiggled her bum as I did. Perhaps a weakness for me to exploit? She moved her hand slowly and rested it on mine. I stayed still for a moment and enjoyed the moment.
She sighed gently and cuddled in. I stayed like that for a while and loved it, but with all things in life you're just never satisfied. So I thought "what might her breasts feel like"? Slowly and gently I caressed her stomach and moved my hand closer each time to her breasts until I felt the underside.
I caressed the underside of her breast feeling the "firm soft" texture of my first real breast. It amazed me how something so soft and warm to touch could feel springy and firm. I gently ran my hand around her right breast feeling the erect nipple standing out against the palm of my hand. Was this me or just a dream doing that? I caught her nipple gently between my finger and thumb and gave it a gentle squeeze, a subdued moan escaped her lips. Carefully I slipped my right arm under the pillow and wrapped her up in both arms and held both breasts at the same time, then she stirred and I thought I'm in trouble now, but she just snuggled her bum further into me and put her hand over the top of her PJ to hold mine to her breast and squeeze gently.
I have to say the gentle wiggling of that soft warm bum was driving me mad, and just stirring my cock to strain my boxers. Feeling it like that was heaven, I could only imagine what it would be like to hold it.
"Morning" I said, snuggled into her and kissed the back of her neck. She seemed to purr and squeeze my hand tighter, but didn't say a word. Now this put a moment of doubt in my mind as to whether she was awake or not. I ran my hand over her breast, circling her nipple with a finger marvelling at the reaction as it seemed to come to life even more, I gently pinched it between my finger and thumb, and that seemed to elicit a gentle moan from deep inside Gloria. But still she said nothing.