The summer of 1984 was hot in South Carolina, and the temperature inside the packing plant where Keith and Anne had a summer job wasn't any cooler. Keith was ready to begin his freshman year in college while Anne was to begin her junior year in high school.
Anne had long wavy honey blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes. She was about 5-6, curvy, with ample breasts, and a nice round ass. The summer heat had her wearing shorts at work, which fit her nicely. While Keith was loading trucks he would spend time staring at Anne, noticing how the shorts hugged her ass and the heat caused her shirt to cling to her breasts. Keith wanted to make her his own.
Anne liked staring back at Keith, whom she thought to be classically handsome. Keith was tall, with long light brown hair, and eyes that made her melt.
Anne and Keith quickly formed a friendship and soon began some serious flirting. Anne would send Keith little notes during the day, which always brought a smile to his face. They had gone out with co-workers as a group during the summer, and the flirting had turned more serious. Finally, the week before heading to college, Keith asked Anne for a date, which she eagerly accepted.
The date was fun, as they went to dinner to celebrate Keith's 18th birthday. They spent a lot of time talking about the summer, and how Keith was headed to college. While it was never spoken they each knew they were committed to each other. The date ended with a nice kiss.
Anne went to bed that night content, that she had gotten the boy to chase her, and now she had landed him. Keith went to bed that night thinking how it had been a wonderful birthday. Keith awoke the next morning with his boxers soaked with his cum from the wet dream he had about Anne.
Keith headed to college, and spoke to Anne several times each week by phone and would visit her every two to three weeks. Keith soon discovered that Anne was a virgin. While Keith was no virgin, he didn't need all the fingers on one hand to count his sexual partners. Try as he might, their dates never involved more than a few kisses in the car at Anne's house, and Keith masturbating when he returned home. Keith longed to touch Anne's large breasts, but every time he made a move, she was there to stop him. Keith bought Anne a sweater for Christmas, which accentuated her breasts.
In February Anne turned 18, and Keith took her to a nice restaurant for dinner. Anne was wearing the sweater Keith had given her from Christmas. Keith couldn't help but star at her breasts, which brought a smile to Anne's face. They were headed back to Anne's house, with Anne sitting beside Keith in his 1966 Mustang. Keith's arm was around Anne as usual, and as usual, as they drove along, he moved his hand toward her breasts. This time was different though. This time, Anne did not stop his hand. Keith's hand found her breasts, and gently began to rub over them, his cock immediately springing to attention. Keith continued to rub one breast then the other.
When they parked in Anne's driveway, Keith gently laid Anne back between the seats and climbed on top. They began kissing more passionately than ever. Keith's hand quickly worked its way under her sweater and unhooked Anne's bra. Keith pulled her sweater up, to get his first look at her fabulous breasts. Keith was stunned. He knew her breasts were large, but marveled at how firm they were, and at her pink areolas, with long meaty nipples that became instantly hard with his touch. Keith lowered his head and began to suck on one nipple while massaging her other breast with his other hand. He then switched to sucking on the other nipple.
Anne had never allowed anyone to touch her breasts, so this was wonderful new experience for her. She could feel her pussy begin to get wet, and she began to moan and writhe about, which lead to Keith sucking harder. Keith moved a hand down, and began to unbutton Anne's jeans.
"Please stop Keith," Anne moaned. "We've been out here longer than usual, and my parents may come out to check. Besides, I'm not ready to go any farther, yet."
Keith obliged and pulled himself off of Anne. Anne really loved the fact that Keith didn't push her too hard, and knew it must really frustrate him being at college with a girlfriend in high school and not getting to have sex. Keith walked Anne to the door and gave her a goodnight kiss.
"I'm sorry Keith. I'm sure you must be frustrated with me not making love to you, but I'm still a little afraid to lose my virginity. I could feel how excited you were, and appreciate the fact you didn't push. I promise that soon I'll make everything ok for you."
"Anne you are so beautiful and I love you so much, it is hard to stop. I was so happy to be able to suck your tits, and I hope one day soon we can make love."
"I hope so too Keith. I love you"
Anne gave Keith another kiss and headed inside. Keith headed home. His dick was throbbing, but he had finally gotten to Anne's tits.
Anne settled into bed with a big smile on her face. Her hand reached between her thighs, and began to massage her clit, trying to ease the fire that Keith had created in her virgin snatch.
As Keith lay in bed stroking his cock, he closed his eyes and thought of how nice Anne's nipples felt in his mouth. Finally he exploded, his cum splattering on his stomach. Keith went to sleep dreaming what could be next.
Keith was eagerly looking forward to their next date. This time Anne was wearing a button down shirt. They went to hang out with some friends, did some kissing, and then headed back to Anne's house. On the way home Keith slipped his had inside Anne's shirt and under her bra. Keith began pinching and pulling Anne's hard nipples. Anne leaned in closed to Keith and let out several little moans. Back at Anne's house the scene from the previous date played itself out. Keith sucking Anne's tits, but getting stopped before he could get his fingers in her honey pot.
The weather was beginning to warm a little bit, and on their next date Anne wore a low-cut shirt that showed her ample cleavage. Anne knew she was teasing Keith letting him get a glimpse of her breasts, but it also turned her on knowing she was making his dick hard.
On the way to the movie, Keith moved his hand inside Anne's shirt and began to massage her breasts. They arrived at the theatre and purchased two tickets to see The Breakfast Club, a couple of drinks and a large tub of popcorn. Both Anne and Keith were very excited from the playing on the way to the theater as they settled into their seats, Anne slipped the tub of popcorn between her legs. While engrossed in the movie, Keith would reach his hand between Anne's legs to get a handful of popcorn, until they had polished off the tub, and Anne put the empty container on the floor.
Keith was resting his hand on Anne's thigh, and as Jud Nelson was looking up Molly Ringwald's skirt to get a view of her pink panties, Keith moved his hand up Anne's thighs until it was resting in her crotch. Surprisingly instead of moving Keith's hand a way, Anne opened her legs slightly and allowed Keith's fingers to trace her pussy over her jeans.
The movie ended and they got in Keith's car to head home. Anne moved in beside Keith, and before the car was out of the parking lot Keith's hand was groping Anne's breast. When they got on the road, Keith decided it was time to make his move. Keith removed his hand from Anne's breasts and moved it between her legs.
Anne spread her legs as Keith began to rub his hand up and down. Keith moved his hand up and unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. Keith moved his hand under the waist band of her panties, and then felt Anne's hand cover his. Keith was shocked when instead of removing his hand she followed it down.
Keith's hand slid down and found a thick patch of hair covering a very wet pussy. Anne wiggled her jeans down and spread her legs wider and snuggled into Keith. She let out a little moan as Keith's fingers began to rub her clit.
"Mmmm Keith," Anne moaned. "I've never let anyone touch me there before. Your hand is so warm."
Keith moved his hand down and began to rub Anne's swollen lips, one finger tracing the wetness between her virgin inner labia. Anne was feeling warm all over and instinctively began to move against Keith's touch. Keith slipped a finger inside Anne's wanting pussy, and began to movie it in and out, Anne's pussy gripping his finger.
Anne was getting sweaty as Keith was fingering her pussy. The feeling of something foreign invading her virgin pussy was overwhelming. Keith's slipped another finger in and began to move in and out of Anne in rhythm; and Anne was thrusting her hips forward to meet Keith's intruding fingers.
"Oh sweetie, this feels so good," Anne sighed. "You are making me tingle all over."
Keith's hand was coated in the wetness seeping from Anne's hot, wet sex.
Keith removed his fingers and brought them up to his mouth, slowly licking Anne's juices from his fingers. "You are very tasty." He said with a big smile.
Anne grabbed Keith's hand and led it back down to her waiting pussy. "I'm glad you like the taste, but I want your fingers back in me," Anne replied.
Keith slipped his fingers back in Anne's hot pussy and glanced at her. Anne's face was red, beads of sweat popping out of her forehead, mouth slightly opened.
"You look beautiful when you are in the throes of passion."
"Oh Keith. I've never felt this good in my life. I know I'm going to cum soon."
Keith began to move his fingers in and out of Anne's pussy faster, while Anne began to thrust her hips with more force, each thrust grinder her clit hard into Keith's palm. Anne could feel the wetness of her pussy trickling down to her ass.
