My senior year of high school I was having a lot of what I call "referral sex". Meaning my fellow 18 year old coed classmates that wanted a good fucking would pass the word that I knew how to use what nature gave me. Stephani was no different. She was a shy, sexy nerd. Even though she was an 18 year old senior she only made it as far as the JV cheerleading squad. The daughter of a preacher, she was very sheltered. I gave her my number in chemistry class knowing one day she would work up the nerve to call. She was one of those you couldn't chase because you would scare her away. You had to be nice and let her come to you.
Sure enough, one night I was sitting in my foster parents home watching TV when Stephani called. She just finished cheering at the JV basketball game and wanted to know if I wanted to hang out for a while. I tried to play it cool and not too eager because I knew I would be getting laid in very short order.
Her parents had a big house on the edge of town and the drive way actually wrapped around the back of the house providing seclusion and privacy from the street. I arrived only about 30 seconds after Stephani did. Her father came out to greet us. He told Stephani not to be out too late. She reassured him that we weren't going anywhere so he went to bed. In his own naivety he went to bed thinking his daughters purity would be safe in the backyard. I saw his bedroom light turn on and about 10 minutes later it turned off. I glance at my watch and tell myself in 15 minutes he would be snoring.
There was a hanging wooden swinging bench seat in her backyard that hung from an old oak tree. We plopped ourselves down onto it. I made sure to sit in the middle so she had to sit close to me. She sat on my left. We made small talk about chemistry class and rumors about who was fucking who.
A little about Stephani, she wasn't my type, per se. I like my women curvy, she had what might now be referred to as a banana shape. Flat body, Size two, 32 A cup, 5'2", 120lbs. But she was sexy in her own right. Long brown hair and she was a cheerleader. Looking back, the outfit she was wearing was kinda taboo for being high school. Tight top that showed off her midriff, and a skirt that had slits where the pleats would be. All blue.
As we chatted I glanced at my watch. 15 minutes has passed. Now I waited for my opportunity. And then it presented itself. A lull in the conversation. Then she shivers slightly. I put my arm around her and we made eye contact. I kiss her gently and softly. Soon our lips are parting and our tongues are dancing in each other's mouths. Once I know she is comfortable I gently cup her left breast with my right hand. Not hard, not aggressively, just enough to get her used to my hand on her body. At first she was holding my wrist but soon she let go. So I increased the pressure on her tit.
I kiss her a little stronger as I release her tit from my hand. I place my hand on her right knee. I make small figure 8's with my thumb. Either consciously or subconsciously she opened her knees up ever so slightly. So I slide my hand up her thigh. Just until I can feel the heat of her cunt on my hand. But I didn't want to force it, I didn't want to scare her away. So I rub the inside of her thigh. Soon she is opening her legs completely, and sliding a couple of the strips of her skirt to the side. Without saying a word, giving me full permission to boldly go where no one has gone before. With expert navigation I slide her bloomers and panties to the side and I start rubbing her clit and slipping a finger in her tight virgin pussy.
I keep stroking her from the inside with a subtle "come hither motion". I keep stroking her internal fire. Then I grab her with my huge strong hands and sit her on my lap so she is straddling me. I grab her ass under her bloomers and panties and start coaxing her into a dry humping motion. I pull her close enough to me that I KNOW she can feel my cock through my shorts and her bloomers.
"Can you feel me?" I ask, already knowing the answer.
Too busy in her pursuit of an elusive orgasm she just nods, not breaking our kiss. I break our kiss and release her as long enough to free my painfully hard cock from my shorts and boxers. I raise up enough that they fall around my knees.
"Can you feel me better?"
This time she responds with a labored whisper in my ear, "I've never fooled around like this before."
"I know. That's why you called me. You wanted to change all that." I slide my hand between us and pull her bloomers to the side again. This time I nestle my cock into them. She jumps at the feeling of my iron hard cock nestled against her pussy. "Keep rocking like you were."
