SONDRA
Chapter 3
By Apollon
Sondra reveals her first time after an encore performance. Bg
I called Sondra the next afternoon when my mom and dad went shopping and I could talk freely. Now that I had finally scored, was no longer a virgin but a real man, I felt ten feet tall. I was anxious to let Sondra know how great she was and make plans for an encore, hoping she felt the same.
When she answered I told her what a great time I had and she echoed my sentiment. We spoke in general terms that anyone might use after a date just in case someone might listen on another line and started making plans for another date.
The best we could do over the next week with school winding down was to hold hands on the way home and grab some cokes at the drug store. When I could find a moment when no one was looking I’d steal a little peck on Sondra’s lips. If we were close together she would press against me from any direction. We stealthily groped each other’s bodies and she would grin at me when she touched my almost constant erection. The sexual electricity between us was at critical mass, and there wasn’t any chance for release, other than my hand, until our first day out of school.
Sondra had quietly announced that her mom would be gone that day, all day, and that she would be alone. She asked the silly question, did I want to come over and then suggested I be there around 11 o’clock. I suggested 10:30 and it was set.
I arranged to borrow the car making excuses that I was going to do some stuff at the school and then drop by Sondra’s house on the way home. Mom was OK with that as long as I was back when dad got home for dinner.
Sondra greeted me at the door wearing cut off jeans and what looked like one of her dad’s old shirts. She closed the door behind us and we immediately locked our lips together.
“This is great,” she observed. “We’ve got all day.”
“So what would you like to do?” I questioned suggestively.
“Oh, I don’t know what would you like to do?”
“Well, I have some ideas. Do you?”
“Maybe,” she shrugged with a coy smile, pulling me toward the couch, pushing me down and sitting across my lap. With an arm around my shoulders she said, “I think we start this way,” and kissed me hard on the lips.
In a very few minutes our temperatures started to rise. Her shirt easily fell open displaying her lacey bra. Just as easily I went in it and under it gripping her mounds over the fabric. When I pulled open the buttons on her shirt she let it slip from her shoulders and over her arms. Her bra was the kind that might be worn with a more formal dress. It cupped her perfectly formed breasts from beneath and left a measure of firm flesh and ample cleavage exposed at the top
I ran my hand over her back and bent to kiss the exposed part of her tits. She rubbed my head as I nuzzled the curve and then pushed with my tongue down under the front of the cloth. When she felt my hand go around her back searching for the hook she sat up.
“Look,” she said, and released the hooks where they were joined in the front.
“Tricky, I said watching the cups fall away behind her and releasing her gorgeous mounds to my view. I took full advantage, kissing sucking, fondling and nipping all around the orbs and paying extra attention to the nipples. I guess the fact that they were not huge along with the conservative way she dressed at school had kept these beauties from my attention. But I intended to make up for it, now attending them with my lips and tongue.
Sondra responded by rubbing my head and pulling it against her, then rocking slowly over my rock hard dick which she obviously could feel on the backs of her thighs. At one point she pushed me up and took hold of my tee shirt and pulled it over my head. Then she commenced to brush her hands all over my chest even playing with my nipples. This was something new to me and I liked it. It also was making me very horny.
As soon as I started to run my hands over her shorts, she stood up, pulled me with her and said, “Let’s go up to my room.” We grabbed our shed clothes and vaulted up the stairs. The bed was neatly turned down. She hadn’t bothered to make it. Even though we would have the house to ourselves all day she closed the door behind us and pulled me toward the bed.
We stood facing each other with the bed behind her. She hadn’t been wearing shoes, only thin white ankle socks. She looked at me smiling, and unfastened the button on her shorts, then slowly, sexily lowered the zipper, and let them drop to her ankles. Her expression told me she expected me to do the same and I did, as slowly as she did. We stood there looking first at each other’s faces but taking in the rest.
She was wearing brief white panties with little roses on them. The thin elastic fell below her waistline accenting the curve of her hips. She was slim enough that I could see the point of her hip bones. The flat of her stomach gave way to the well defined mound and clearly displayed her labia and the separation between them beneath the fabric.
I was in traditional Jockey shorts but these now had a substantial bulge beneath the Y-fronts. My dick normally was turned down in my shorts, so it was uncomfortable when it was as hard as it now was. Sondra seemed to sense my plight and moved a step toward me and reached out to rub it. Then slowly she slipped two fingers from each hand into my waistband and pulled the elastic down releasing me from confinement. Her fingers then closed around my shaft, stroking it gently, and then she began to examine it along with my balls. When I started to reach for her panties, she backed up toward the bed towing me by my unit. Then she sat down and leaned back pulling me with her, virtually on top of her. We began a ritual of kissing, probing with our tongues and rubbing our chests together. I covered every inch of her upper body with my tongue and resumed ministering to her tits.
We kept this up for quite a long time not wanting to hurry anything. As the pressure in my groin began to rise I started sliding down Sondra’s middle, licking and kissing between her tits and continuing down. As my mouth passed her navel I slipped my fingers under the snug elastic of her panties and started working them down kissing her flesh as it became exposed.
When my lips encountered the thin coating of pubic hair she raised her hips to enable me to pull her underwear over her hips and down her thighs. I examined her closely. Still moving slowly I pressed my lips directly over the crevice that separated the puffy labia. Sondra groaned and tried to part her legs but she was still restricted by her panties. I quickly pushed them the rest of the way down and she kicked them off of her feet.
Her knees immediately spread apart opening herself completely to my gaze. I leaned back enough to allow her leg to go around me leaving her treasure wide open for my inspection. My fingers parted her nether lips and touched the moist pink lining inside. I could now see the eraser-like little nub at the top and rubbed a finger over it bringing a shudder from Sondra. I continued for a few minutes giving myself a complete female anatomy lesson. Finally I let my middle finger probe the opening at the bottom and slipped it inside until it was past the second knuckle. Gradually moving in and out, I made sure to cover the little button with my thumb.
Sondra’s head was back and her eyes were closed and I decided to replace my finger with my dick. I moved up to cover her body with mine and move my lower body between her legs when she put her hands on my shoulders and pressed down. “Do what you were doing before. Please.” She was almost pleading. Moving my head back down between her legs I kissed her squarely on her warm pussy.
“You mean this?” I whispered, and began coving the area from pubis to perineum with kisses.”
“Oh, yes,” escaped breathily from Sondra’s lips.
This was new ground for me. I had heard about “eating out”. There was no shortage of such topics in locker rooms. There had been lots of opinions both pro and con and who could say if any was based on experience. My friend, Bill, had assured me that once a girl felt your tongue she was more ready to feel your dick. So as I approached I followed my instincts based on hazy details of other’s experience.
I continued to kiss my way up and down finally stopping close to the center of the soft outer lips. Sondra’s pubic hair was mostly at the top of the crevice. Where my lips touched now was almost bare and I began to work my tongue inside the slit. Instantly Sondra’s knees spread apart even more causing the puffy labia to separate and expose the moist, pink interior even more. My tongue slipped in easily now and I began working it up and down in the slit. It tasted a bit salty but not unpleasant.
Toward the bottom I found the hole and pushed my tongue into it. Sondra groaned and rolled her hips to me. Then sliding up I touched what felt like an eraser on the end of a pencil. When she felt my tongue on it she bucked violently against my face and emitted a quiet shriek. I knew I had touched the magic button. Continuing to explore I alternated between the hole at the bottom and the button at the top finally discovering that I could actually suck the little knob between my lips. Sondra came wildly, pulling my face to her crotch.
Then she rose up and said, “Now you,” and pushed me up and bent her head to my groin. With the exception of some brief experiments at scout camp this was also something new. Her mouth closed over the end of my dick and she started bobbing up and down. In just a few seconds I new I couldn’t last and pushed her up to crawl between her legs, but before I could aim at the target she said, “Wait, just a minute,” and reached under her pillow pulling out a couple of foil packets.
“We better use these, just to be safe” she said, and quickly tore open one of the packages.
“I brought some too,” I offered, “just in case.” Both of our hands were shaky as we tried to roll the latex on. Finally we got it right and I moved back between her legs and pointed at the opening. She was as anxious as I and had a hand around mine guiding me. When the latex covered tip slipped into the hole Sondra grabbed me by the ass and pulled me into her. After all the fumbling and futile attempts to get past third base with girls, this one wanted to do it as bad as I did. Plunging a little deeper in each of 3 or 4 lunges, I felt my pubes press against hers.
For the second time my dick was embedded in a tight, slick hole. The rubber desensitized it a little, but it was still fantastic. I held it still for a few seconds want to sustain the feeling but I was too far gone and began pumping into my partner speeding up almost wildly. Sondra’s arms and legs were around me and she humped hard up against me. My mouth was locked to hers my tongue matching the thrusts of my dick. I pulled my lips away just long enough to whisper, “Here it comes.” Sondra’s head nodded, she gasped and I felt myself explode filling the reservoir full and then some. Seconds later Sondra’s legs locked hard around me and I felt her body spasm and her pussy clench my cock as she again, had an orgasm.
When we finally started to come down and our sweat covered bodies began to cool, I started to pull my latex covered cock from confinement. Feeling the motion, Sondra reached between us gripping the condom at the base of my dick.
“Hold it here so it doesn’t slip off.” Surprised again at how much she knew about this process, I did as she said and the rubber came out nicely along with my cock. She guided me to the bathroom across the hall where I tugged off the come slick condom, dropped it in the toilet and wiped my dick with tissue. Sondra followed me in pulled some tissue and dabbed between her legs. Then wetting a wash cloth she handed me one and got another for herself.
The cloth cooled us down and took care of any residue on my dick and we went back to her room, piled some pillows on the head board and leaned against them. My arm went around her shoulder and she turned toward me pressing her firm tits against the side of my chest. She rested her hand on the inside of my thigh next to where my semi-soft dick lay.
We didn’t say anything for a few minutes then I felt her hand start to move up and down my leg. I dropped my hand off of her shoulder and began to caress the cheeks of her butt.
“That was nice,” she breathed finally, breaking the silence. “I was really horny. Next time we can take it nice and slow and make it last,” she observed. Then she added, “As soon as this is ready again.” Her hand had circled my penis which had steadily been getting hard. I slipped my hand around to her front and groped for her crotch. She rolled her hips back giving me access and began to slowly masturbate me. I probed until I found the wetness between her legs and returned the favor. She bent over after a few minutes and covered the head of my dick with her lips. Determining that it was rock solid she announced, “I think it’s ready. We need another one.” I agreed rolled away and off the bed and dug another foil package from the pocket of my shorts. I noticed that the brand that came from the gas station machines was not the same as the one she had supplied before. Hers must have come from a drug store pharmacy. I made a note to inquire about them later.
But that was only a fleeting thought as I quickly rolled the contents of this package over my dick. I had been advised by Bill to get the lubricated kind, at least. I got back on my knees on the bed and noticed that Sondra had put a pillow under her hips, something I had seen Bill do with his former girlfriend when I had spied on them once.
A few weeks ago I felt like groping Bill’s little sister was my best chance at feeling or even seeing a real live pussy. Now one was clearly on display attached to a cute and horny girl and inviting me in.
“Are you ready,” I asked, as if the hungry look on her face hadn’t answered the question already. “Yes,” she whispered, and separated the lips of her pussy as I aimed for it.
Our previous activity and the state of Sondra’s arousal allowed it to slip in easily in one sustained stroke. When I reached the bottom I kept my weight on my arms and pulled slowly back repeating the process while we both looked down between us. I found it fascinating to watch my shaft disappear and reappear in this lovely girl’s body. Eventually we both looked up, I dropped down on my elbows and kissed my lover gently on the lips. In just a couple of minutes we found a steady, comfortable tempo and held it.
“You feel wonderful,” I breathed, after awhile. “I could keep this up forever.”
“And I really like doing it with you,” she responded after a few seconds. We kissed and nuzzled each other’s neck. “Was it your first time at the drive in?” she questioned after a few minutes. “Umm hmm,” I nodded.
“I thought so,” she mused, then after an extended pause. “I guess you could tell it wasn’t mine?”
“I didn’t think so,” I was keeping the steady rhythm going and Sondra was matching each of my movements with her own, rolling her hips up toward me.
“Does it matter? Do you think I’m bad?”
“Of course not,” I cut her off. “I think you’re wonderful, and beautiful, and sexy.” Then I pressed my lips against hers and threw her arms around my neck and kissed me hard.
“I’ll tell you about it later,” she whispered, bringing her lips to my ear. “Now I just want you to fuck me, only you.” I was a little surprised at the use of the word but I was more than willing to comply and slid my hands down gripping the backs of her thighs just below her butt cheeks. I began speeding up gradually until I felt Sondra’s body shudder and heard her gasp.
Having already come once and still unused to a rubber I wasn’t ready yet and kept going. Then when I felt Sondra come again I pushed up on my arms and pulled hers over her head. Lacing my fingers with hers I pounded into her as hard and as fast as I could. Her head was back now and rolling from side to side as I encouraged her to keep going. When she went off for the third time she almost shrieked clamping her vaginal muscles and sending me over the edge. I could feel my balls pumping semen into the rubber and wished it was into her womb.
We collapsed in a sweaty mass until I started to roll off. Sondra gripped the base of my penis as she felt me soften and start to pull out. I rolled onto my back and lay there for a few minutes before getting up to deal with the moisture-slickened condom. When I came back to the bedroom Sondra was propped up again. I handed her some tissue in case her own moisture required it, and settled in beside her. She dabbed between her legs a little then leaned against me again.
“That was amazing,” Sondra observed. “You’re pretty good. Are you sure you’ve never done anything before?” She was teasing me now. “I mean, I know you didn’t do anything with Lonnie, the ice queen. I felt bad for you. All she ever does is get guys interested and then drop them. I’m surprised you stayed with her as long as you did.”
I couldn’t deny what she had said and now wondered why I stayed with her either. “I wanted to go out with you all school year,” she went on. “But you didn’t notice me.” I assured her I did notice her but couldn’t explain why I hadn’t done anything about it.
“But haven’t you ever done anything with other girls?” I answered with a brief history of my Jr. High sex life which was confined to touching and feeling and then even admitted to “messing around” with my friend’s little sister.
“So you were trying to rape a little girl?” She was teasing me again. I explained about the games of strip poker and spin the bottle that were originally designed to keep the girl busy insisting that nothing really happened. I left out that I wanted it to and tried to make it happen.
There was a long pause like Sondra was thinking about something then she said;”I was thirteen,” there was a little longer pause, “when I did it the first time.” She paused again thinking back on something that didn’t appear to be unpleasant. “It was my brother’s friend,” she continued. I remembered the pictures in her album.
“He came home with my brother and stayed with us after boot camp. He was the big strong Marine and went around without his shirt sometimes and I got a little girl crush on him. I was only thirteen then. But when the girls at school would have sleepovers we’d talk about our fantasy lovers and how we’d like to ‘do it’ with them. Then when my brother was killed,” her head dropped to her naked lap, “Jack got leave… to bring him home and stayed with us. My mom and dad were so broke up they sort of left it to him to console me. So he’d held me sometimes while I cried myself to sleep and once I held him while he did.”
Sondra looked up as if searching for more words her eyes glistened with moisture. I put my arm around her and pulled her to me. She smiled, nudged me and went on. “Then one night we were on the couch after my folks were asleep. I was wearing a little nightgown that didn’t cover much and he had gone to bed and got up when he heard me. All he was wearing was boxer shorts. He was holding me and I noticed that he got hard. I’d seen my brother’s get hard before and played with some of the boys in the neighborhood but I was surprised that he got hard around me. When I dozed off he picked me up to carry me upstairs and his hands were under my nightgown and got a pretty good feel. Then when he put me to bed I think he got a good look, too.”
Now her eyes were starting to twinkle and a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. “And when he laid me down on the bed I got a good look, too. His dick had come out of his boxers and it was hard. Then I pretended to still be asleep when he backed up and put it away. He just stood there a little while looking at me in the dark and then reached into his boxers and moved his dick around. Finally he pulled the hem of my nightgown down, pulled the sheet over me and left the room.”
“I was excited that the object of my little girl crush might have discovered that I was growing up and might be interested in me. All the next day I kept trying to think of ways to get close. My mom was still a little bonkers and she had been given some sleeping pills and my dad was finally getting some sleep. So I went down the hall to the room Jack was in. He wouldn’t sleep in my brother’s room so we made up a bed in the spare room that mom used for sewing. He wasn’t asleep either so I asked if I could sit with him. I got on the daybed with him and he put his arm around me and held me like he usually did. We talked a little bit and I snuggled closer then I turned and kissed him.”
“He asked me if I knew what I was doing and I told him I did, that I wasn’t a little girl anymore. I took his hand and rubbed it over my nightgown then pushed it under and made him feel my naked boobs. Then he started feeling me on his own and I pushed his hand down in my panties. He asked me if I knew what I was doing to him. I said I did but when I tried to pull his dick out he got panicky worried that my folks might come up. I tried to convince him they wouldn’t but he said I should go back to my room. When he promised that we could play around later when my folks weren’t around, I conceded and went to bed.” Then Sondra added slyly, “I think that’s the night I learned how to masturbate.”
Sondra’s chronicle, though a serious recollection for her was having an affect on me. My dick was starting to get hard again. I was afraid that it wouldn’t be the proper respect to show in this admission but Sondra stilled my concerns when she noticed my reaching over and gently stroking my semi erect state.
“A couple of days later we got our chance,” she continued. “My folks had to drive my grandmother back home. She’d been at my aunt’s house. They got a late start couldn’t possibly get back until the wee hours of the morning. It they were tired they’d just stay the night and asked Jack if he’d mind staying with me. He didn’t of course, and after they left we went for burgers and returned to house as the phone rang. It was mom they were tired and would come back early tomorrow and get home between ten and eleven. I knew it was my chance.”
“Hoping that well-wishers wouldn’t be coming by, I opted to get dressed for bed early and put on a nightgown that was a little frillier and shorter and small enough to outline my boobs. Jack was watching TV in the living room and I cuddled up next to him. He had an arm draped over my shoulder and I made sure it was on my boob. He’s was acting really nervous, I think because I was only thirteen and the little sister of his best friend that had just died.. We sat and talked about my brother for hours. I had told him about how my brother used to bathe me until I was about nine or ten. Then he would still come in and wash my back. I would bend over in the tub so not to display the growing parts that he had already seen but that mom thought I should no longer display.”
“So I told Jack that I wanted to take a bath and that I wanted him to wash my back like my brother used to. So when I called him up I was bent over with the important stuff covered or under water. I convinced him to take off his shirt and he sat on the edge of the tub and washed and rinsed my back. At first he used a cloth then his hand and I could tell he was getting a boner. I asked for a towel and when he turned to get it I stood up letting him see me in all my glory. He just stood there for a minute until I told him he had to dry me now and got out.”
“He got me almost dry before I took the towel away and let him just use his hands. When he started feeling between my legs I knew we were going to do it, and opened his pants and pulled his dick out. It was hard as a rock and when I asked him if it was for me he said it was if I wanted it to be. So I led him into the bedroom, he pulled his pants and shorts off and just climbed on. I didn’t know much about what we were doing so it kind of hurt at first and he went off real quick. He apologized and then we tried it again and it was much better. Finally the third time I got off. We slept together and did it once more in the morning before my folks got home.”
I don’t know why Sondra decided to tell be the details of her first lover. The words just seemed to pour out of her. I had a feeling it might be part of a healing process for her. She had obviously had a big crush on this guy. She went on to tell about sneaking off with him and doing it whenever they could over the next two weeks of his leave. Then they panicked realizing she could get pregnant and he bought a couple of boxes of rubbers from a pharmacy across town. We had been using the leftovers. Then she spoke of Jack’s last day in town before returning to the Marines. Her folks had gone to church on a Sunday morning she had made excuses and Jack needed to pack. Her parents’ car had barely cleared the driveway when the two raced into her bedroom threw off their clothes and fucked like rabbits.
Her hand and story had been working successfully and I had a raging boner. When she had said they fucked like rabbits, she added, “Just like I want you to do to me now.” That was all I needed to push her down and mount her. I was well inside and pumping when she said, “Haven’t you forgotten something?” I had in my frenzy so I pulled out fumbled quickly with a packet of foil, covered my shaft and reinserted myself. We continued fucking in frenzy until my nuts let loose again. I wondered if I would have any left after this day.
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