It had all started out innocently enough. Just two eighteen-year-olds on a Friday night date. Beth had agreed to go up to Lovers' Peak with Eric and they had just sat around in the car for awhile. Before long, he had started kissing her. Her heart pounded in her chest, in time with her quiet moans and groans of pleasure. When he suggested moving to the backseat, the part of her that would normally say no couldn't make itself heard.
Eric attacked her more aggressively when they had moved. She found herself practically on her back, panting with the heat of the moment. His lips glided across her own, glistening with their saliva. Her tongue met his and prodded it gently. She could feel his heart beating rapidly from the place where his chest pushed into hers. It felt like the heat had been cranked up to the maximum but it wasn't even on.
Beth found herself getting wetter than usual from the kissing. Something seemed different tonight, like her body wanted it more. When Eric's hand started to slide up under her shirt, she didn't slap it away. Instead, she let out a loud moan as he cupped his hand over her bra and squeezed gently. Shivers trickled down her body, all seeming to stop at her pussy and radiate outwards.
His other hand slid across her back and dove into her hair. She bit her lip as Eric found her nipple, poking roughly against the fabric of her bra. He rubbed it gently with his thumb, eliciting another moan. All the while he kept kissing her in that perfectly fantastic way.
She found her hands moving wildly against his body, not really under her control. The right moved slowly up Eric's leg, stopping when it found the hard, throbbing member hidden underneath his pants. She stroked it through the denim and smiled – as best she could with his tongue in her mouth - when he groaned raggedly. It seemed he was just as on fire as she was.
Their kiss intensified. It was so passionate, so vigorous, so intense that they had to pause several times just to breathe. As Eric's hands groped more violently, so too did Beth's. It was a vicious cycle, each of them bringing each other to a higher plateau of pleasure just to be topped a moment later.
A new sensation burst through the haze in Beth's mind. It was Eric's other hand, no longer in her hair. Now it was moving up her thigh, sliding under her skirt. The tips of his fingers began to play across the hem of her panties. She imagined him feeling the heat from her pussy, a radiating fire that seemed to fill her entire being, and quivered in anticipation.
Mentally, she begged him to inch closer. She didn't think she had said it out loud but his fingers did move upwards. They were dangerously close to her pussy and she ached to feel him rubbing her slit through the fabric, pushing her over the edge to the best orgasm she had ever had. Her hips started to buck, urging his hand even closer, needing him to touch her and release these feelings.
Something managed to stop her. She realized where she was – jammed uncomfortably (she just now realized) in the back of a crappy old car. If this was going to happen, she wanted it to happen somewhere a bit more special. Or at least a place that wasn't so trashy. It took every ounce of her being but she stopped kissing Eric and grabbed each of his hands.
His eyes opened, a bit clouded at first. It took him several seconds to manage to say, "What's wrong?"
She shook her head. "Not here, Eric. I just can't do this in the back of a car. I'm sorry."
His jaw dropped. He quickly shut it again and sat up. "It's okay. I understand if you aren't ready."
The car was silent. Beth didn't want the night to end and, clearly, neither did Eric. An idea came to mind, the perfect idea. How lucky were they? A wide smile crossed her face.
"I never said I wasn't ready. I just said I can't do it in the back of a car."
Eric turned to look at her, an astonished look on his face. "What do you mean?"
She took his hand and looked into his eyes. "My parents are out of town this weekend. How about we go back to my place and continue this?"
It took several seconds for him to realize just what she meant. "O-Okay. Right now?"
Beth giggled and nodded. "Yes, right now." Her pussy still burned and if it took too much longer, she wouldn't be able to control herself. "Quickly would be nice."
Eric scrambled across the seats and tried to turn the car on. It took him several tries to manage the simple task. Beth laughed again and followed him. They sped across town as fast as they dared. If they were pulled over now, it would be a cruel cosmic joke. Thankfully, the roads were mostly empty and it only took five minutes.
She led him to her door and unlocked it quickly. Once inside, she tugged on his hand and pulled him through the house until they were at her bedroom door. Eric had never been inside her room before, her parents strictly disallowing it. She pushed open the door and led him inside.
It was a simply decorated room. She had never been a huge fan of posters or pictures hanging on her walls. The most she had done was paint the wall a light blue color, her favorite. A full bed sat against one wall, nicely made that morning. On another wall was her computer desk. Her dresser and closet took up the third wall. It was impeccably clean, as always.
"Well, this is it. My room. Not really worth it, huh?"
He turned towards her and kissed her briefly. "I love it. It couldn't be more like you."
An awkward silence followed. Beth went and sat on the edge of her bed but Eric just stood there. Even though they had just been dangerously close to sex earlier, neither of them could make a move. Her mind wandered and drifted back to the backseat of Eric's car, remembering him touching her in her most intimate of places. The warm feeling again spread between her legs until she couldn't take it anymore. She knew what to do first.
Beth stood so quickly that Eric jumped in surprise. She went over to her desk and grabbed the chair, moving it to the free wall in the room. Then, she took Eric's hand, led him to the chair, and made him sit down. She knelt in front of him and whispered, "Can I see your cock?"
It was the first time she had used the word. She had never felt like using before but it seemed right now. It gave her a strange little thrill too.
He licked his lips and nodded. "Sure."
She grinned and slid her hands up his legs, lingering just long enough to drive him crazy. When she finally reached his fly, he was practically squirming. She slowly pulled down the zipper and tugged the pants down off his body. It was tough work with him sitting on them but they came off quickly enough.
Eric's large bulge could clearly be seen through his boxers and Beth gingerly rubbed it through the fabric. A groan escaped his lips. She was surprised at just how hard it felt, as if a warm, iron rod had been placed into the middle of his cock. A small amount of wetness could be felt at the tip and she rolled her fingertips across it, gathering the stickiness on her fingers. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before. She brought it to her nostrils and inhaled his musky scent. She nearly coughed on the odor, surprisingly potent. It seemed to trigger another part of her sex-charged body, though, making her mouth fill with saliva.
Now, it was time to remove the boxers. She tugged them down over his knees and tossed them onto his jeans, turning back to look at his bare cock. It was the first one she had ever seen, aside from a few pictures on the Internet. It was nearly the color of Eric's skin but a bit pinker. Bulging veins ran throughout its length, pumping the blood that made it nice and hard. The head mushroomed out over the shaft and was leaking a small amount of pre-cum. She had no idea how big it was but it looked huge. Thinking about it pushing inside her pussy made her breath catch in her throat.
Her right hand started to move of its own volition, needing to touch it. At first, she simply brushed her fingertips along its surface. It felt like skin but a bit more velvety and looser in spots. Eric moaned loudly as she trailed from his head down to his balls, dancing lightly through his pubic hair. Finally, she grasped it gently along the shaft. It twitched when she did, making her gasp and almost let go. She moved her thumb to its head and rubbed across it. This part was much smoother, especially with the pre-cum she was spreading around. Eric's hips began to buck violently.
Beth quickly pulled her hand away. She wasn't ready for this to be over quite yet. The look on Eric's face almost made her reconsider, a mix of anger and despair. It would all be worth it in the end. The longer the build-up, the better the payoff, right? She sure hoped so because her pussy was itching to be touched and it was all she could do to not rip her clothes off and demand he shove his cock inside her pussy.
She stuck her thumb in her mouth and tasted Eric for the first time. It was a unique taste, warm and salty and thick. Whatever its flavor, her tongue's interpretation of it seemed to be linked directly to her pussy, sending a warm surge of pleasure trembling through her.
Eric's face had changed to one of shock. She grinned at him. Her voice took on a sultry tone, "You taste fantastic."
"There's plenty more where that came from. All it will take is another minute." The tone of his voice was pleading.
Beth shook her head. "Not yet."
