Larry and Sandy Wilson were relaxing in front of the television on this spring evening. Their three children were paying attention to the program that was airing; but Larry and Sandy were less engrossed. Sandy was paying more attention to the book that she was reading and Larry was dozing off periodically. Larry began thinking about how they had gotten to this place in their lives since he met Sandy while they were both in college in Ohio.
Larry had been in the first semester of his senior year at Ohio State when he saw this short, blond-haired girl in the mathematics class he was taking. After a couple of classes, he learned that her name was Sandy Hall and she was a sophomore. What initially caught his attention were the large breasts packed on the five foot-two, one hundred and five pound body. At the beginning of the semester he was concerned about that class because it was the last of his general education course requirements and if he didn't pass he wouldn't graduate in the spring. Early in the semester, Larry was struggling with the math class. Which brought about the second thing he noticed about Sandy, she was a wizard at mathematics. After a few weeks of frustration for this Business Management major, Larry decided that he would approach Sandy about some help with his math class.
Sandy had noticed Larry before she was approached about helping him with the math class. In fact, when she was approached, she hoped that he was interested in dating. Although somewhat disappointed with his intent, she agreed to spend some time helping him through the course work. Initially they started meeting a couple of weekday nights per week to study mathematics. After about three weeks, Larry asked one night, "How 'bout if we meet Friday to spend about an hour on math and then catch a movie or something." Although her mind told her to jump at the chance, she suggested that they study some math and just go have coffee or something. Things went fairly well on that 'date' and Sandy agreed to go out with him the following weekend. Although she was not a prude when dating guys, she was still a virgin at the age of nineteen. Larry was trying to get in her pants from the beginning, but Sandy was intent on hanging on to that precious virginity for the time being. Although he was not enthused by her desire to remain chaste, he respected her wishes for a few months.
As they were getting into the swing of the second semester, she became frustrated from using her fingers to satisfy herself back in the dorm after their passionate make out sessions at his place after one of their dates. The spring semester had started and the two of them had become almost inseparable. It was an unseasonably warm day for late January so Sandy put on a short skirt over bikini underwear and a tank top over her bra-less, voluminous breasts. When Larry arrived to pick her up on this Friday evening, in his eight-year old car, the sight of her nipples protruding from those gorgeous mounds, although covered with a thin layer of cloth, made his mouth water. He remarked, "You look especially fine tonight, Sandy."
She shot back with, "You mean that I don't always."
He stammered, "That's not what I meant. You always look fine, but tonight you look especially good. Very sexy."
Grabbing her own breasts, she said, "Well, you keep messing up the clasps on my bras trying to get at these; I decided save you a little work and save the wear and tear on my wardrobe."
"What do you want to do tonight?"
"I don't feel like going out and spending a lot of money tonight; let's just go to your place and watch some TV." That was another thing that Larry liked about her. She was concerned about his finances and more that once paid for their evening's entertainment.
With a big smile crossing his face, he answered, "Sounds good to me. I've only got about twenty bucks left to last the weekend. Should we go?" With that, they got into his car and started the short drive to his place. When they arrived he went to the refrigerator to grab them each a soft drink then came back and turned the TV to a movie that he thought she would like. "This look good to you?" he asked.
"Yeah, I hear that this one is pretty good." He then went to the couch, sat down and put his arm around her and started watching the TV. After a few minutes of watching the movie, he started squeezing one of her breasts. This made her scoot closer to him on the couch. Eventually he slid his hand to her waist so that he could slide his hand under her tank top and start working it up to her bare breast. When he started kneading it and fingering her nipple, she turned from the TV and started to kiss him. After about thirty minutes of heavy petting, she pulled away and slid her tank top over her head saying, "Let's get this out of the way before you stretch it all out of shape." By now, his cock was straining against the front of his pants. He thought that he was going to cum in his pants. He had a mouth full of tit and started to work one hand up the inside of one of her thighs. The pace of her breathing started to increase and she thought, "Am I going to be able to go through with this. I'm scared." After a few minutes his hand reached her panty-clad pussy mound. She started hunching her crotch against his hand and he took that as a sign that he could move to the next step. He started to slide his hand under her panties. This was not a level that he reached every date, but it was not the first time for him to feel her bare pussy.
After several minutes, he had two fingers in her pussy and was using his thumb to flick her clit. Suddenly, she grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand away and he thought, "Well, here comes another night of pounding my pud." But he didn't argue. That was another thing Sandy liked about him, he always let her control how far they went on any given night without openly expressing his disappointment at being cut short of his desired goal.
This night, though, she lifted her ass off of the couch and slid her panties down her legs and kicked them away. She said, "They're going to get ripped the way you're pawing around. What time is your roommate due back?"
Larry, short of breath, panted, "He's gone for the week-end."
Sandy, also short of breath, replied, "Good. Then we won't be interrupted." She then put her arms back around his neck and resumed kissing him. Larry returned his hand to her now bare pussy and the other to one of her tits. Sandy's hand slid down to the front of his crotch and started rubbing it. Larry was becoming surer that he was going to come in his pants any minute. By now Sandy was working his zipper down and working her hand into his shorts. After his erect eleven-inch cock was out in the open, Sandy dropped her head to his crotch and started sucking on his throbbing member. She had done this for him once before, but that time it had taken a lot longer for her to get there. For someone as inexperienced as she was, she sure was doing a good job on his dick. As excited as he already was, it didn't take long for him to blow his load into the back of her throat. Although this was only the second time in her life that she had done this, she managed to swallow like a pro, not spilling a drop. Very shortly, Larry regained his composure and returned his hand to her now-dripping pussy. After a couple of more minutes of finger action, Larry dropped to his knees in front of the couch and began to slowly nibble on that juicy muff. Larry had managed to accomplish this usually about once a month and it was usually accompanied by her giving him a hand job. Suddenly, Sandy's legs locked around his neck and she started to pull the back of his head so hard into her crotch that he thought for a second that his whole head was going to end up in her pussy.
Finally, Sandy began to whimper and her whole body spasmed as she came. Larry nuzzled against her for a few minutes while he regained his breath. The he moved back up and kissed her. When he did so, Sandy furiously sucked on his tongue. When he stopped for a second, she said, "I always wonder why you're so anxious to eat my pussy until I suck the juices off of your tongue afterward. I love the taste of my own pussy so much, I wonder if I would like someone else's."
Larry answered, "Do you have someone specific in mind?"
"Well, my roommate has sort of been giving me the idea that she would like to try it. But before I try eating someone else's pussy, I want to see how my pussy juice tastes when I'm licking it off of a cock that has just fucked me."
"Are you trying to tell me that you're ready to lose that cherry finally?"
"When I find the right guy."
"He's sitting right here."
"I know; that's why we're going into your bedroom right now.
It was quite a sight as the two of them started walking toward his bedroom; Sandy dressed only in her short skirt that was so bunched up that it looked more like a wide belt than a skirt and Larry pulling his shirt off with his fly open and his semi-hard cock flopping in the open. When they got next to the bed, Sandy removed her skirt and climbed onto the bed while Larry finished removing his clothes. He then joined her where they embraced and began kissing again and Larry returned to fondling her boobs. His cock did not take long to return to full erection. Sandy returned his kisses with fervor and started stroking his hard dick. She stopped kissing long enough to say, "I am ready for that thing, but please take it easy.
"Don't worry, baby. I've waited too long for this to mess it up." With that he started to slowly insert his cock into her dripping, but virgin, cunt. He slid about three inches in and stopped and pulled back about an inch and then slid it almost halfway in until it met resistance. He then pulled it about halfway out and slid it in further this time and watched as she started to bite her lip.
He slid it part way out and started to slide it in a little farther when she grabbed his ass and pulled, saying, "All of the way this time, dammit." And she pulled him all of the way in. "Finally, oh that feels good. Fuck me." Larry obliged her and continued with slow, easy strokes until he felt that churning in his balls and quickened the pace until he blasted a full load into her tight, slippery pussy. When they had finished, they cuddled for a little bit and then Sandy, true to her word, began sucking the mixture of her own pussy juices and his cum from his flaccid dick. Sandy stayed at Larry's apartment that night and they fucked twice more that night, again in the shower the next morning and a couple more times on Saturday morning. Once Sandy had lost that precious cherry, she couldn't get enough of Larry's cock and they screwed three or four nights per week.