I met Sophie when we were both 20 through some mutual friends and pretty much knew straight away that we had a connection - and her smoking hot body didn't put me off. We started going out about 3 days later and spent a lot of time together - but I realised equally quickly that I had a problem. Sophie had been brought up as a strict believer and didn't entertain the idea of pre-marital sex. The more time I spent around her, the more I wanted to take our relationship to the next level. Everytime we went out she'd dress to impress, tight tops clinging to her large breasts, figure hugging low cut jeans that gave the occasional glimpse of her thong's whale-tail making me swell every time. I knew she wanted more but her beliefs were getting in the way - and although I was suffering from a serious case of sexual frustration the prospect of undressing and caressing and breaking in an untouched virgin was just irresistible. I gave myself 6 months to take her cherry....
I started gently - we'd go out and catch a film or watch a video and during/afterwards we'd make out. We both lived with housemates but generally we had plenty of alone time. A month of kissing and cuddling and spending time together, feeling her firm breasts against my chest, trying to imagine what they would feel like in my hands. Occasionally seeing her bullet hard nipples through her blouse and wondering what they would taste like between my lips - I was finding it hard to focus on anything but her cherry. Slowly I moved up a gear allowing my hands to rest on her shapely ass as we kissed - expecting all the time to get a rejection. In the middle of the second month we were snogging after a movie - about to go back to our respective houses when I slid my hands down to her ass, planning on gently squeezing when my thumb caught in her waistband. As my thumb slipped inside her jeans I felt the string of her thong. Having been starved of any action the effect was electric - my cock stiffened so quick that I couldn't prevent Sophie from noticing.
The next time we went out and got to the same stage - lots of french kissing I moved my hands down her back, slowly ever so slowly I slipped my fingertips inside her jeans, again feeling the string of her thong, then moving past to caress her soft smooth ass cheek. She broke off the kiss so I swiftly retreated fearing I'd gone too far. Sophie didn't say much - but moved back for a kiss and cautiously moved my hands down her back. I paused at her waistband and was pleased when she used her hand to guide my hand back inside her jeans. I felt we were making progress and my cock itched with anticipation.