As Christine jogged along the forest path, she thought about her plans for the evening. Even with the distraction of jogging, she was hot and wet between her legs. Christine was planning on going all the way with her boyfriend, Jeff. She was taking care of a friend's house while her parents were away for the Christmas holiday. She would do it there, where there were no ghosts of Mom and Dad in the house.
The day was beautiful. It clear and blue with the temperature in the 60's, the kind of weather that only California has during December. Christine liked to run in this hilly park. She loved the feel of physical exertion, using her body to glide through the quiet forest. She also admitted to herself that she liked the way she looked doing it. Her long legs gave her an easy stride and her snug top showed off her breasts, gently bobbing as she ran. Her blond ponytail swished back and forth too.
As she ran, she daydreamed about the coming evening. She and Jeff had gone down on each other several times, but had never actually had intercourse. Christine had decided this was the time. She was a senior in high school and 17 years old and she thought she was ready. Her friend's house being available had triggered the decision.
Christine had thought a long time about how she wanted to do it. She knew from experience that teenage boys come with the slightest provocation. She didn't want her first time to be over in minutes, so she was going to go down on Jeff first. Then, when they went to bed, he would hopefully last long enough to make it enjoyable. Her friend had a beautiful living room. She thought she would strip naked right there and then strip Jeff too. She looked forward to kneeling and sucking him off right there in the living room. She had never done it on her knees before. She was sure it would drive him crazy. The other times they had always been sitting in a car or on a sofa. It seemed quite wanton and nasty and Christine could hardly wait. The truth was, it really turned her on to suck Jeff's dick. She wouldn't admit this even to her best friend, but when Jeff would come in her mouth, it just about made her come too, it turned her on so much.
After popping Jeff's balloon, she would lead him upstairs to the master bedroom, where they would do it on the parent's king size bed. She could hardly wait to lie back on the cool white sheets and spread her legs for him. To finally let him inside of her, to feel his dick penetrating her body and probing her pleasure center. She had imagined so many times what it would be like to have a cock inside her, clinging to the man who owned it, wrapping her arms and legs around his nakedness, feeling it completely. Finally she would release the inhibitions that made her resist, allowing, no, welcoming the penetration. She wanted to feel his weight pressing her into the bed, flattening her breasts against his chest.
Thinking about being naked made her conscious of her breasts and the way they felt while running. They were large enough that she could feel them bounce slightly, even with the expensive sports bra she wore. She noticed that whenever she passed a guy on the trail, his eyes inevitably dropped to her chest and lingered there. She also had the slim waist and flat stomach of a runner. Christine longed to feel her breasts free of their constraints, cool air caressing them followed by the warmth of Jeff's hands. Soon enough, she thought.
The anticipation was clearly making her very horny. Wicked thoughts took over her mind. When she passed a particularly good-looking guy, she started to wonder what it would be like with him instead of Jeff. The guy was very tall and very cute and he loped along like a gazelle. What a body he had. He was in his twenties. Would he be a fantastic lover because he was older? Would he have a long thin cock to match his body? What would it be like to suck a cute guy who was a stranger? Would his cum taste different than Jeff's? She was clearly ready for tonight; she needed it.
Later, as she dressed, she dressed thinking only about how it would look taking them off. She wore a simple black dress that was sexy, but passed her Mom's eyeball test. She wore a strapless black bra and brief black panties underneath, that was it. The dress showed off her bare shoulders and neck to great advantage. Just the beginning of the swell of her breasts showed above the top of the dress. She would throw on a pretty sweater when she went outside, but that wasn't part of the outfit.
Christine had told he mother she was going to dinner and a movie with Jeff and would be home late. She had told Jeff that she would fix him dinner at her friend's house. When he came to the door, he was dressed in nice slacks and shirt. She had told him that he was to dress nicely tonight or else. He smiled broadly when he saw how beautiful Christine looked in her dress. He still didn't know what was planned for later. Jeff drove them both to the friend's house a few blocks away. As far as he knew, they were having dinner and then going to a movie. The house was dramatically situated on the hill with a view that included most of the Bay. It was already dark and the lights were beautiful.
Inside, the living room had a panoramic view of the Bay and the lights of Oakland, San Francisco and the Bay Bridge. It was a breathtaking view. They left the lights off and stood by the window and admired the view. Christine turned to him first and looked up, inviting a kiss. At first they kissed slowly and softly, their hearts both beat rapidly. The dark, the knowledge that they were alone and wouldn't be disturbed, the view; all drove their desire quickly. Christine wanted to surprise Jeff, so before he had a chance to make any move, she placed her hand on the fly of his slacks. He was already beginning to get erect, but was still only part way there. Within seconds of feeling her touch he was hard as rock, straining to poke a hole in his underwear. He sighed, "Oh, Chris, that feels nice." She unzipped his fly and he sighed again. She looked right into his eyes as she fished her hand inside his pants and massaged the length of his cock with just the thin material of his underwear separating her from direct contact.
"Do you think you could poke that thing through the hole in your underwear? It's just too hard for me to do it." Jeff was mesmerized. He tried not to look away from her eyes as he reached down and adjusted his clothes so that his cock poked out of his underwear and thus out of his fly too. Christine took it very lightly in her hand and stroked it, still looking into Jeff's eyes. Jeff's hands went to Christine's face, caressing her cheeks, then her neck. He held her face still and kissed her softly, the way she was stroking his shaft. He kissed her cheeks and ears and neck, trying desperately to stay with the same gentle pace that she set with her hand. His hands roamed over her smooth hips and bottom and slid up from her slender waist to her breasts. The bra she was wearing was a soft natural feeling one, so he could feel her small nipples. It was Christine's turn to sigh when she felt Jeff's hands on her breasts. She enjoyed that for a moment and then gave Jeff a kiss on the lips. When she broke the kiss, she sank to her knees. She held Jeff's cock close to her lips and looked up at him and smiled. She continued to stroke him slowly and asked, "May I kiss you?"
"Oh, yes, Chris, please do it." He had to restrain himself from adding "Go ahead, Baby, suck my cock! Eat me! Yeah, Baby. Eat me!"
She planted a kiss on the tip of his cock, which he could hardly feel. Then her lips slid over the glans and down the shaft. The feeling was exquisite pleasure. His beautiful girlfriend was on her knees fully clothed, giving him a magical blowjob. She looked absolutely gorgeous in her black dress, her blond hair a halo around her face and his cock buried deeply in her mouth. The other times she had sucked him, he had never been able to get a good view of what was going on. The visual stimulation was almost better than the physical.
Christine loved it too. It felt so nasty being on her knees sucking a cock, fully clothed in her prettiest dress. The stiff shaft in her mouth was the center of her attention. She wanted to suck Jeff into a mass of quivering pleasure. She rested each palm against the top of his thigh and sucked his cock just with her lips and mouth. Moving her head forward and back, gently fucking him with her mouth. She continued to do everything slowly and gently. She didn't want him coming yet.
Christine kept it up until she felt Jeff had gotten his fill of watching her suck his cock with her clothes on. He had never seen her completely naked before.
She released his cock and stood up again. "Did you like watching me?"
"Oh, God, Chris. It's the sexiest thing I ever saw. You are so beautiful I can't stand it."
"You think I'm beautiful even when I'm sucking you? I thought I must look pretty stupid with my mouth full like that."
"Believe me, Chris. It's more beautiful than you can imagine."
"Will you help me?" and she turned her back to him. Jeff pulled the zipper down her back. She held the dress up to neck and turned back to him, and then she let it slide down her body and kicked it aside. Next, she unclasped her bra and threw it aside. The panties were next and those were thrown aside too. As Christine stood naked in front of Jeff for the first time, she loved feeling her breasts hanging free, open to the cool air. Looking at Jeff, still with his clothes on made her feel simultaneously vulnerable and powerful. She was open to him, unprotected, but she knew he would do virtually anything she asked right now.
She stepped close to him and he took her into his arms. He kissed her face and roamed his hands over her bare skin. First his hands and then his lips explored her breasts. When he bent and sucked her nipple into his mouth she moaned. She loved it when he sucked on her breasts. She let him do that as long as she dared and then stood him up again and began undressing him. When she had him naked too, she hugged him and they shared a kiss with their whole bodies skin to skin. Christine was acutely aware of his erect cock against her stomach, he was thinking about her breasts pressed against his chest. Each of them was feeling the nakedness of the other's back with their hands. Each pair of hands found the other's bottom and stroked the firm round muscles.
As before, Christine broke the kiss and sank again to her knees. Her hands explored his now naked groin and his muscles quivered and rippled as she touched places that were hyper-sensitive. As soon as she took Jeff into her mouth, he moaned. "Oh, Chris. I don't know how long I can last. That feels so good."
Christine took him out of her mouth for a moment, "It's OK, Jeff. I want you to come."
"You mean in your mouth?"
"Uh Huh." She answered without taking him out.
"Oh, God, Christine. You're wonderful. I love you. I really do."
She teased him some, leading him up to the brink of climax twice and letting him cool down a little, then the third time, she held his balls in one hand and the base of his cock in the other while she sucked him hard and deep. She didn't stop when his cock swelled up and his balls rose up in their sack. Then his cock pulsed and throbbed and suddenly her mouth was full of cum. Now she stroked him hard with her hand and held her mouth steady to receive his semen. The cock pulsed several more times and her mouth got a little more full each time. No guy can actually come enough to fill a girl's mouth. She knew that from reading Cosmopolitan. When he stopped quivering and shouting, she swallowed. Her smile was a mile wide when she looked up at him, she was thrilled and exhilarated at the pleasure she had given him. She was almost giddy and she couldn't stop grinning. She playfully licked his cock and sucked it, making sure she left it clean and had squeezed out all the cum that was there was to be had. Now she was enjoying scandalizing him by acting the slut, toying with his cock with her mouth and tongue.
When she tired of teasing him, Christine stood up and hugged him, enjoying the skin to skin contact. She laid her head on his shoulder, assuming he would be squeamish about kissing right now. She broke the hug quickly. She had enjoyed pleasuring Jeff, but it was her turn now. She was hornier than she had ever been before. "Come on." She led him by the hand to the master bedroom. It was a beautiful room and also had a panoramic view.
Jeff didn't even notice the view, because he had caught sight of the huge king size bed. The covers were already pulled down, exposing vast playground of clean white sheet. Jeff, stopped and looked at it for a moment, speechless. When he recovered, he turned to Christine, "Oh, Christine, I love you. Are you sure? Are you sure you're ready?"
"I'm so ready I could scream. I've wanted this for a long time, but I was afraid. I'm not anymore. I want you, Jeff. I want to feel you inside me." This last reminded Jeff, he usually carried a condom just in case, but he hadn't tonight. He started to panic.
"Honey, what about protection? Shouldn't we ..."
"It's OK. I'm taking something. The only thing we'll make tonight is love." She smiled at him and grabbed his cock, which was now getting stiffer again.
"Looks like he's excited about the prospect. I was hoping he wouldn't be tired from his workout." She enjoyed toying with him. Jeff smiled back sheepishly.
Christine took a couple of steps to the bed and threw herself into its center. She lay on her side and beckoned him to join her. They were soon entwined on the bed, kissing ardently. Jeff was startled when he realized what that odd taste was in Christine's mouth. He was so excited, he put it out of his mind.
Christine relaxed and let Jeff make love to her. He kissed her everywhere. His hands caressed her breasts and hips and thighs. She mostly let him do what he wanted, just slowing him down a couple of times so she could savor every sensation. First his fingers found her pussy, gently parting her pubic hair and then her lips, dipping into the wetness carefully. With wet fingertips he then found her clit and after only a few slippery rubs, she was breathing hard and moaning. Then his finger dove deep into the hot wet cavern. His finger felt good entering her, but she had felt that before as well as her own finger. It was his cock she was dying to feel.
For as long as she could remember, she had been pressing her knees together. Can't let the boys see up your dress! Protect your secrets! Every boy you know wants to get between your legs! Keep them out at all costs! Now, finally, she would open herself up, allow someone in. Submit to him. She spread her legs languidly, feeling the tendons on the inside of her thighs stretch. She left her vagina open and vulnerable for the first time.
Jeff rolled over between her legs, his hips poking into her inner thighs, his cock against her stomach. Her hands rested lightly on his rib cage as she felt him adjusting his body, getting in position to mount her. "Mount", what a strange word for this she thought, it was a word you would use when watching a mare being bred to a stallion. She passively waited, watching his eyes and feeling his body move. She was in his power now. Her hands rested on his hips now as he moved his pelvis back and stuck his butt in the air to allow his cock to drop between her legs.
Christine could feel the cock poking at her leg. She knew she could help now, but she wanted to be passive, to let him take her. He held himself up on one arm and reached down. His fingers located her pussy and rubbed her clit, then pushed inside her for a moment, making sure she was ready for him. She was so ready. She was wet and gaping. She felt him lift his hip so he could grab his cock in his hand. Then he guided it to her pussy. She felt the blunt tip lodge in the wet cavity. She could feel the muscles in her vagina stretch slightly as the cock began to shoulder them aside. She was so wet and slippery it didn't hurt. He pressed forward. Even though this was her first time, there was no friction, just resistance from her virgin tightness. In no time he was inside of her all the way. She hadn't felt the tear of a hymen, so she guessed she had lost that to a tampon a long time ago.
When Jeff had stroked and petted her vagina in the past, it had felt great. Now it was ten times better. She was being massaged from the inside of her belly. It felt sooo good.
Her hands resting on his hips monitored his powerful body as it rose and fell, pushing his cock into her and then withdrawing. He is fucking me, she thought. This is what fucking is like. She rolled the word around in her mind. The word was nasty, but she compared it to the physical reality. The male body between her legs, thrusting his cock in and out of her, the wonderfully pleasurable sensations that produced.
Christine tried to stay passive and just enjoy the sensations, but she couldn't help it, her hips began rocking up to meet Jeff's and force his cock a little deeper into her. She knew most girls don't climax the first time they have intercourse, but she could feel the tension building in her pussy. His cock was hitting her clit regularly and sending shocks of pleasure into her body. She spread her knees wide and pulled her ankles together behind his butt, pulling him into her. Her arms wrapped around his back now, hugging him against her chest. They would look into each other's eye's and see the need and the strain as they tried to fuck each other harder and faster. Then they would kiss so hard their mouths would hurt and then pull back to look in each others eyes again. Christine's breathing was hard and ragged. Her breasts rose and fell as she breathed. As she began to lose control, Jeff slowed down a little to watch her. He was sure she was going to come. When she began to control her breathing he sped up again. He would slow only so much that her breathing continued to be ragged. He pressed up against her clit hard and moved more slowly. He was gratified that her breathing became even deeper and the moaning louder. He kept the pressure on. Each breath was deeper and louder until she exploded with a blinding orgasm. She shouted and kissed him, biting his lip. Her body clutched at him, her fingers digging into his back, nails drawing blood, her hips ramming up against him, forcing his cock as deep as possible, her thighs tight around him.
She held him tight for many minutes, savoring the feel of the big intruder in her belly, still stiff and still buried deep inside her. After a while, she felt so relaxed, as relaxed as she could imagine. For some reason it now seemed natural to be lying in bed with Jeff, with his cock inside her. It felt good there.
He began moving, sliding in and out languidly, drawing out the pleasure. "You didn't come, did you?" Christine said.
"I came out in the living room, remember? I was concentrating on making you come. I seemed to have succeeded."
"Beyond my wildest dreams. Jeff, you were wonderful. I love you so much." All the while their bodies moved slowly back and forth, in and out.
"I love you, Christine. There's no other girl like you."
"You can't get away without coming again, you know. Until you come inside me, I'm still technically a virgin. I want you to come in me, Jeff."
"Don't worry. I'm just being selfish. I want to continue this as long as possible. I've fantasized a million different ways to make love to you."
"You mean a million ways to fuck me, don't you?" She teased. It was strange how she was comfortable laying here with his cock still inside her, having a conversation about fucking. All of a sudden fucking wasn't scary, it was new and fun. "What do you have in mind?"
He had her get on her hands and knees and then knelt behind her and reentered her quickly. He held her hips as he thrust in and out. Christine liked the way her breasts swayed beneath her. She watched him over her shoulder for a while, but then just put her head on the bed and let it happen.
He flipper her over on her back and dived down into her pussy. He spent a while teasing her with his tongue, bringing her near another orgasm a couple of times.
Then he led her over to the window. He leaned her against the windowsill and entered her from behind again, this time standing up. It was awkward, but erotic. They could both stare out at the incredible view while screwing. Jeff could use his hands to caress Christine's breasts and hair and her also found her clit and excited her even more. His hands also played with her round muscular ass. One thumb stole down and probed her anus. Christine squeezed her butt cheeks together, trying to expel the intruder. "No, Jeff, not there." He backed off and just caressed her ass cheeks. The attempted intrusion had excited her, but Christine wouldn't admit that.
Jeff pulled Christine over to a big easy chair in the corner. He sat down and pulled Christine into his lap. He got her legs up on the arms and then made her lift her body up. He lodged himself in her and then let her lower herself onto him. When she settled down, it felt incredible. She was sitting on his cock and with her legs up on the arms of the chair, she was penetrated as deeply as possible. He put his hands underneath her bottom and lifted her and lowered her onto him again. He did this for a long while, fucking her by raising and lowering her on his cock. She just held onto his neck and marveled at how deep inside her this felt. The fingers of his hands holding the globes of her butt cheeks met awfully near her anus and it aroused her without her really realizing it.
Now he reversed their positions. Christine was slouched in the chair, her butt hanging at the edge. Jeff knelt between her legs and slipped into her. At first his hands held her waist and forced their bodies together on each stroke, but then he used them to caress her face and stomach and breasts. Pretty soon he was rubbing her clit with the fingers of one hand and her breast with the other. Periodically we would lean over a suck a nipple into his mouth for a while. But he liked to watch her face. He could see the pleasure there when he touched her the right way.
He kept swinging his hips, moving his cock in and out of his girlfriend. She was still wet as he could imagine. His breathing began to get ragged and he knew he was near to coming. Christine knew it too. "You're about come, aren't you Jeff? It's OK. I want your semen inside me. I want it to be there when I go to sleep tonight. I want it to be there when I wake up tomorrow." God she was sexy. He did his best to bring her off too. She was getting close when his cock spasmed and he had an orgasm so intense it hurt. The earlier one had been massive but diffuse. In this one, all the sensation was concentrated in his cock in an intense burning pleasure that had never experienced before. You couldn't get this feeling through masturbation, it just didn't happen. All the rest of his muscles we straining to force all of his insides out through his cock. His whole body shook and clenched. Christine was so close herself that his orgasm triggered hers. The thought of his sperm entering her was intensely erotic and set her off. She moaned and twitched as she tried to watch Jeff in the throws of his orgasm. The power his orgasm had over his body amazed Christine. She knew she had given him pleasure he would remember forever.
Finally they both relaxed, exhausted. They moved to the bed, just to lie there and recover. When they had rested, they realized that they were both famished. Christine hadn't really fixed any dinner, so they went out to a restaurant open late. They both found themselves grinning at each other in the secret knowledge that a short time ago they were screwing each other's brains out and that they were no longer virgins. Christine's thoughts drifted occasionally to the fact that she had a man's semen inside her for the first time.
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