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Subject: {ASSM} Laura (MF/cons/first)
Date: Fri,  2 Mar 2001 01:10:02 -0500
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Longer and more romantic than most of my stories, I'd appreciate feedback of
any kind.



Laura (MF/cons/first)

By Carnage Jackson

carnagejackson@hotmail.com

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Standard Disclaimer:

You must be 18 to read this story, be able to read erotica in your
community, not be offended by the contents of it...blah blah, you know
the rest.

This story may be distributed freely, for commercial or non-commercial
use, but PLEASE leave my email/name on it! That's all I ask!
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 I met Laura by accident. Coming out of my history class, sophomore year in
college, I wasn't paying attention as I was dialing numbers on my cell phone
and I ran right into her. She wasn't paying attention either, as I guess she
was looking down into her purse or something.

 From the moment I saw her, something inside me changed forever. Laura was
about 5'8 and very, very beautiful. She was part Hispanic, part white, and
her pristine skin showed it. She had just a touch of Hispanic influence to
make her skin a little darker than most girls. Her hair also retained many
of her Mexican father's lineage, being very long and a rich, full shade of
black. Of course, the rest of her was even more desirable. Her legs and hips
were inside a pair of tight fitting blue jeans. They were very shapely and
full. Not necessarily fat or anything, just very proportional to her body.
Her waist and tummy were also trim and fit. The black t-shirt she was
wearing was cut at the midriff and I could see her exposed belly button
barely. She had no gut or excess to in that area to speak of, and like I
said before, every aspect of her body seemed totally proportional and fit
with everything else. Her breasts were very full and pronounced, although
they weren't really that large. Still, inside of the shirt she was wearing
that first time I saw her, I could tell that she was not hurting in the
breast department.

 But it was her eyes that got me. After our collision, I looked up into her
face and saw the real beauty that can lye inside a person. Her face was like
a china doll, with a petite nose and a small cleft in her chin. Her lips
were thin but large enough to be noticeable, and when she smiled her perfect
smile illuminated her face to a new level of beauty that I had never seen
with my own eyes before, nor since. But as I said, it was her stare and eyes
that put her on an entirely new level. They were a dark brown, almost black
in shade and they seemed to go on forever. Like the night of the unlit city
street or the blackness of the infinite universe and space beyond, in my
momentary gaze into them I felt like I achieved a new level of human
emotion.

 All of this happened in just a split second in the short time it took for
us to run into each other, me spilling her books all over the ground and her
elbow accidentally knocking my phone from my hand, where it went crashing
down three steps below on the stair case.

 "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! Was that your phone? Oh God, I'm sorry!" Laura
said apologetically as we both watched my phone tumble down a few more
steps.

 "No, no, it's my fault," I said, bending down to get some of her books. She
bent over to help me as well, and I could smell her perfume as her face was
just mere inches from mine. Standing back up, I handed her her books,
glancing down at the cover of one of them.

 "Wow, Psychodynamic Principles & Their Applications," I said, reading the
cover "Sounds like pretty heavy stuff,"

 "It's not too bad. I really enjoy science a lot. In fact, I was on my way
to a biology class right now," Laura said, her smile even more dizzying now.

 "By the way, my name is Laura," she said, extending her hand. It was small
and delicate, with her fingernails painted a light maroon shade that went
perfectly with her skin and the outfit she was wearing. I shook it and
introduced myself.

 "John, pleased to meet you. I'm headed to my biology class right now as
well actually" I replied.

 "Room M125?" Laura said with a slight laugh. I noticed she was still
holding my hand.

 "Yep, exactly. Shall I escort you? It's the least I could do to make up for
spilling your stuff every where," I said, trying not to sound too over
eager.

 "I'd like that," Laura replied. We walked a couple of steps before she
released my hand. Getting into class, we both sat near the back and cracked
jokes with each other about other students, as well as the teacher (a hefty
man with a very high pitched girl voice). I found Laura's personality to be
likeable in almost every way the moment we started talking. She was very
easy going and her sense of humor was something that I appreciated a lot. On
one hand, she enjoyed the occasional crude joke, but she also found the sub
verse humor in seeing something like a maintenance worker on the campus
trying to blow away leafs with a leaf blower on an extremely gusty day.

 Where as I used to hate going to class and did anything I could to avoid
it, I actually looked forward to it more and more as the weeks wore on, just
so I could spend time with Laura. I found out that she was a freshman in her
second semester of school, had moved up to go to school here from Miami, had
three cats back home that she missed a lot, and her roommates were nice but
sometimes they drove her crazy. Although this was just the usual typical
college kid lifestyle, I still enjoyed hearing about it when she would talk
about it. Despite our conversations being extremely in depth about just
about everything under the sun, she always seemed to change the subject when
it came to relationships.

 Over time though, I decided that I wanted to try and take our friendship to
a new level. We had never done anything outside of class with each other.
Not because either of us didn't want to, but just because neither had
bothered to ask. Finally I decided I would take the chance and risk it.
There was a reading and book signing by one of Laura's favorite author's
this coming Friday, so I thought that would be a perfect chance to go out
and do something together away from school, and maybe enjoy each other's
company more. Plus, a book signing was a pretty innocent thing that wouldn't
damage our friendship.

 That Wednesday, I dressed and cleaned up myself so that I looked
presentable, but not noticeable that I was trying to look good. When I got
to class, Laura was sitting in the same seat as usual so I took my normal
place. We chit chatted as usual while waiting on the professor to come in.
At a lull in the conversation, I seized the moment and asked her. Normally I
wouldn't have felt so nervous about this, since I've dated a lot of girls
before. But for some reason, asking her felt...different.

 "Laura, I was wondering if you'd like to come with me to the campus
bookstore on Friday night. I hear that one of your favorite author's is
going to be there signing books," I said, my voice feeling a little wavery
in my throat.

 "I'd love to. I heard about it too and was thinking of asking you to come
with me," she said, blushing slightly as she turned her head away from me.

 "Oh, well in that case, I definitely would. Shall I pick you up at 8:00?" I
asked.

 "Sounds great. Let me give you directions to my apartment," she said,
reaching into her purse to get a pen.


 Friday finally rolled around and any nervousness I had been feeling on
Wednesday was multiplied ten fold. This time I was trying to dress nice. I
chose to wear a beige knit sweater and a pair of navy blue slacks. I
wouldn't consider myself in the best physical shape possible, but I played
tail back on my high school football team. So whenever I dressed up, I
always thought it made my 6 foot 1, 220 pound frame look very good. Tying my
shoes and giving my hair one last look in the mirror, I hustled down to my
car and headed off toward Laura's.

 Whenever I'm on a first date, I try to gauge the interest of the woman by
how sexily she is dressed. So it was going to be a real treat for me to see
how Laura was dressed. Knocking on her door, I could hear her running around
inside as she was trying to get ready. When the deadbolt finally clicked and
the door opened, I was speechless.

 Laura was wearing a very sexy silk green Asian floral print dress, slit up
the side to her thigh. Her elegant, rich black hair was pulled over her head
in a kind of bun like shape. Normally I had not seen her wearing little or
any makeup, but tonight she had on just enough to make her beautiful face
and skin even more radiant. Every inch of her body seemed to glow from a
warmth that radiated from inside of her. She was also wearing the same
perfume as the day we had met, only now it seemed more fragrant than before.

 "You look nice," she said, running her eyes up and down my body. This made
me come back to reality and I realized that I had been staring at her since
she opened the door.

 "Oh...uhh, yea thanks. You look beautiful as well," I said, still in shock
at how gorgeous she looked.

 We got in my car and headed off to the bookstore. The reading went well,
and Laura's face was lit up the entire time, and when she finally got up to
have her copy of the book signed, she gushed and babbled like an excited
school girl. The author, some new writer I had never heard of, just smiled
and talked to her politely for a minute or two. I'm sure he would have loved
to talk to her longer (every guy in the book store who got a glance of Laura
would have), but he had other books to sign. Afterwards, we went to one of
those all night waffle houses (it was pushing 1:00 now) and had a nice, if
casual, dinner. All night long I had been receiving mixed signals from her
about her interest in me, and I wasn't quite sure if when the evening came
to it's inevitable end where it would leave our relationship.

 Pulling up to her place after our late night dinner, the streets were
deserted. Up the stairs to her apartment, we both paused awkwardly outside
her door. Now the feelings I had were even more mixed. My brain was saying
"wait and see" but my body wanted her in the worst possible way. Just to
feel her skin pressed against mine would have been enough for me to die a
happy and fulfilled man.

 "Thank you for such a wonderful evening," Laura said, grasping her signed
book close to her chest. There was just a dim light in the hall illuminating
her front door, and the pale yellow light cast by it looked almost like a
halo behind her angelic face. Her soft black hair reflected the light back,
and I knew at that moment that I had a special girl in front of me.

 "No problem," I said. "I'm just glad that I got to spend such a great
evening with such a beautiful woman,"

 Laura blushed at this, and then made a half hearted gesture to open the
door and go inside. Before she could get the words "Good night" in, I
stepped close to her and took her into my arms. Our eyes locked for a brief
moment and then we were embracing. Her lips felt so warm and soft pressed
against my own, as I held her body close to mine. I ran my tongue over her
teeth before she parted her lips enough to let my tongue inside. Her tongue
greeted my own and we were locked like that for what felt like some of the
best hours of my life. Our kissing became more passionate as I moved my arms
up her back so that I was grasping her shoulders, and she moved her small
delicate hands up and down the small of my firm back. Our bodies struggled
in vain to become one in that embrace. Finally though, I stepped back from
her and released her from my grasp.

 Laura and I were both panting quietly as we still stood inches from each
other, gazing deep into each other's eyes.

 "I've wanted to do that for so long," I said to her, my eyes never leaving
hers.

 "I have too," Laura replied. She took my hands in hers as she spoke. "Would
you like to come inside?"

 "I'd love to," I said. Laura reached down with her left hand and unlocked
the door. We stepped into the darkness together before she flicked on a lamp
on an end table. The room was filled with light suddenly before my eyes
adjusted and I could look around Laura's apartment. She led me by the hand
and gave me a silent tour through out the living room area. The apartment
was modest and well furnished, and appeared to be in good repair. In the
center was a huge leather couch, which Laura led me to.

 Sitting me down on it, Laura kicked off her shoes and climbed into my lap,
wrapping her arms around the back of my head. She looked lovingly into my
eyes for a moment before tilting her head at that perfect angle that women
can, and I once again felt her soft lips touch my own. She kissed me gently
for a moment or two, as I ran my hands up and down her back, trailing my
fingers through the ends of her shoulder length black hair. Her weight upon
my lap felt like nothing as she sat with her legs draped over my own, her
cute little feet dangling in the air. The sexual energy radiating from in
her was having a strong effect on the crotch in my slacks, as I felt my dick
hardening just inches away from her pussy.

 I decided to be a bit more bold and moved one of my hands underneath
Laura's right breast, cupping it lightly in my hand. She seemed hesitant at
first about this, as I felt her body stiffen a little. She seemed to enjoy
it however, as when I moved my hand further up her breast and began to
squeeze gently the underside of it, she quietly moaned a barely audible
sigh. The soft fabric of her silk dress, as well as all the heat and energy
we were generating together caused her nipples to become erect at just the
slightest touch, and they poked and strained at her dress now as I realized
that she wasn't wearing a bra.

 I broke our kiss and began moving my mouth down the nape of her neck to her
shoulder. Laura leaned her head close to my ear and began to kiss my neck
and give my ear the occasional lick of her nimble tongue. Taking this as a
good sign, I moved my hand up to behind her back and began to slowly untie
her dress. Like before, she was a little nervous, but she still let it
happen. With the dress untied, I pulled my head back from her and placed my
hands upon the base of her neck and took the thin, smooth fabric in my
fingers. Laura watched with the awe of a child as I began to slide it down
ever so slowly over her luscious breasts. The silk of the dress slid the
rest of the way off of them, and rested in her lap.

 Her breasts were the same beautiful color as her olive/tan skin, with dark
brown areolas and rather small nipples that were indeed hard, confirming my
earlier observation. She bore no resemblance of a tan line on her now naked
upper half, and yet again looked like a goddess of exquisite beauty. Laura
did not look to be very comfortable with me staring at her, as her hands
were fidgeting in her lap.

 Not wanting to leave her unfulfilled for giving me such a savory visual
treat, I leaned my mouth down to her left breast and took her hard nipple
into my mouth. Her breast was warm and soft as I ran my tongue all over her
nipple as I sucked gently on it. Laura must have been enjoying it, because I
felt her hands pushing on the back of my head in an effort to keep my mouth
from stopping from teasing and pleasing her.

 Pulling my mouth away from her breast for a moment just to switch to the
opposite, Laura caught my head in between her hands and pulled my lips
feverishly towards hers as she began to embrace me with more ferocity and
raw sexual energy than even our first embrace. I could only hope to keep up
with her crafty and able tongue as she moved it in and out of my mouth. When
she relented, it was my turn to struggle to catch my breath. I gave Laura a
quick peck on the lips and then returned my lips to her right breast and
began sucking on it like I had done to the left.

 Laura held my head to her breast once more, but used her other free hand to
begin to move the remainder of her dress down her legs. It became bunched up
at her knees, but she lifted herself off of my lap long enough to let it
slide the rest of the way down her beautiful thighs. Lifting my head from
her tit once more, I couldn't help but feel slightly in awe at seeing her
wonderful body resting on my lap. She now wore just a pair of white cotton
panties. The soft light made them appear to radiate softly as we sat on the
couch. Laura shifted her leg slightly to get more comfortable in my lap, and
I felt a brush of the front of her panties, and the slight moisture spot
that had begun to form in them.

 I took Laura in my arms and lifted her up, just so that I could lay her
down and sprawl her out on the couch. I gently laid her head on the arm of
the sofa, her legs seemed to part naturally as I crawled onto my knees
between them. Laura reached her arms upward and took hold of my sweater and
pulled it off of me. Then, grasping my belt, she unbuckled it and slid my
pants down so that I was left in only my undershirt and boxer shorts, my
slacks and sweater a crumpled pile beneath me.

 I smiled at her as I leaned down and kissed her forehead, moving my kisses
further down the top of her face until my lips rested on hers. I kissed her
passionately, my tongue extending downward into her mouth while her tongue
came up to meet mine. Laura took my right hand in hers and moved it slowly
down her body. I felt every delectable curve of her smooth and perfect body.
When her hand finally stopped on the panty line of her flared but thin hips,
I got the hint. Taking the waistband in my hand, I used the same agonizing
pace I had on her nipples to tease her as her panties slid down past her
lovely mound and finally off her leg, landing with a soft thump on the
floor. I slid my hand back up her leg from her ankle upward, enjoying the
feel of her skin, but also the sensuality of the moment. I broke our long
kiss and sat up once more, to take in the sight of the body of such a
beautiful creature. Her pussy was neatly trimmed, and the hair all around it
was the same dark, rich shade of black that the other hair on her body was.
It was trim and neat, just enough to keep from being a bother when she wore
a bikini.

 I started to pull down my boxers (my cock felt harder than steel at this po
int, and ached almost in pain over the need for relief) when Laura spoke the
first time since we moved inside.

 "Please be gentle with me John, I've never done this before," Laura
whispered. Her chest was moving up and down more rapidly than it would under
normal circumstances, and I suddenly knew why she seemed so apprehensive
before. I tried to keep my mind from reeling off too far, but this new
information had hit me like a ton of bricks. On one hand, I had a nearly
naked beautiful woman beneath me, asking for sex. On the other, she was
probably the best woman I would ever meet in my life and she was offering to
give me something that she could never get back.

 "John? Are you all right? Did I freak you out?" Laura asked, a look of
concern washing over her face.

 "No, it's just, well, that wasn't what I was expecting," I replied. "Maybe
we shouldn't do this. I don't want to rush it and do something you don't or
that you may regret,"

 "John, listen to me," Laura said, taking my face between her palms and
pulling me down to her. I was lost in her eyes as she spoke. "I fell in love
with you that first day of class and I have been dreaming of this moment
ever since we met. Please John, if you have any feelings toward me, you will
take me in your arms and fulfill my needs. I want you to be my first. I have
never been more sure of anything in my life,"

 This was nearly impossible to argue with, so I just smiled and told her "Of
course I will,"

 She released my face from her grasp and let me go. I felt the same way
towards her and now I was going to make sure that her first time would be
something she would cherish and remember forever. Reaching my arms
underneath her thighs, I lifted her up effortlessly. Laura looked a little
startled, but wrapped her arms around my neck as I began to walk towards her
bedroom.

 "I want to make sure you enjoy this and that we do it the right way. Not on
some couch," I said, kissing her shoulder. Laura pulled her face close to
mine and rested it against my cheek as I entered her room. Laura flicked on
the light switch with her toe, I could see that her room was like the
typical college students: messy, clothes every where & various CDs and books
strewn all over the floor. Her bed was surprisingly free of clutter,
although not made up and the sheets were certainly a mess.

 Laying her down gently, her head resting on a pile of pillows by the heavy
oak headboard, I took a step back and removed my remaining clothing.
Standing there with both of us naked, I climbed onto the bed next to her.
She turned on her side to face me, and began to make light circles around my
nipples with her fingers, running them all around and creating a sensual
feeling for me. I leaned in and kissed her on the lips, gliding my tongue
into her mouth. She welcomed it and used her own to wrestle around and
explore my mouth, as I did the same to her. Laura couldn't help but pull on
my shoulders, trying to pull me closer to her. I complied and was laying on
top of her, my dick resting on her stomach as I felt my balls hang loosely
against the wet folds of her pussy.

 I could tell that she was anxious to get started, but I had other ideas. I
gave her another kiss and then slowly slid myself down her body like a
snake, making sure to give her pointed, erect nipples a lick for good
measure on the way down. As I moved down her, Laura's legs parted
instinctively to make room for my head and mouth, which were just inches
from her pussy.

 The fragrance of her pussy was quite strong, although a smell that served
as a very strong aphrodisiac for me. She smelled fresh and clean, although
the musk of a woman who was sexually aroused mingled in with this smell.
Extending my tongue slowly, I licked and tickled around the edge of her
bush, the sparse hair on the outer lips of her cunt barely covering her
opening. My licking became more gradual and exploratory as I pulled my face
closer and began to work my tongue inside of her. The excitement of her
sweat, as well as the cum that she had leaked out in her arousal was sweet
and tasty, not like a lot of other girls I have been with. Some guys detest
eating pussy, but personally I think that since most girls will at least
blow a guy, the guy might as well return the favor. Plus, the taste isn't
THAT bad on most girls.

 Laura was beginning to squirm and move her ass around on the bed a little
bit as her breathing became a little bit more excited. She had moved her
hands down to her pussy and was holding the outer walls open for my tongue.
I would lick the outer lips all around and then stick my tongue deep inside
of her, as deep as I could get it, before finding her clit and lightly
blowing air on to as I rubbed it between two of my fingers.

 She was really moving around now and it was difficult for me to keep my
mouth near her pussy. Laura was gripping on to the sides of the bed tightly
with her hands now as I took over and held open her pussy. The room was
filled with her loud moans of pleasure and ecstasy.

 Laura became even louder still as she neared the brink of orgasm "YES! YES!
YEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!" Laura screamed. Her body stiffened and she
sighed contentedly as she orgasmed. I felt her sweet, warm juice trickle out
of her onto my waiting tongue. She was heaving, her black hair strewn about
the bed in a wild tangle of a mess. I continued to lick at her pussy some
more, and she became aroused again, holding my head to her pussy lips as she
bucked wildly about on the bed. It wasn't long before she came once more. I
ate her out to yet another orgasm just a few minutes later, until she looked
like she was about to pass out from pleasure.

 Moving up to kiss her again, I knew that she could taste her own salty
juices on my lips. She enjoyed the taste though, as she licked her lips
seductively to get all the juice from off of them.

 "Now you are ready," I said as I moved on top of her. Sitting on my knees,
my dick pointed straight out in front of me. Reaching down on the bed, I
pulled a condom out of my wallet (always keep them for safe measure) and
opened the wrapper.

 "Would you do the honors please?" I asked Laura as I handed it to her. She
sat up a little and then slowly unraveled it down my shaft. The latex, along
with her soft touch, made my 7 inch cock seem longer and harder than it ever
has before. We now sat with our legs spread on top of each other, and Laura
took me by my cock and began to guide the head towards her wet and waiting
pussy.

 As soon as I felt the head touch her outer lips, the sexual electricity
that Laura had been exuding all night seemed to rush into me. Suddenly I
felt like I had infinite strength, and I knew that my sex drive wouldn't
quit. But first I had to make sure Laura would get through the initial part
of our love making without getting too hurt. I got up onto my knees and
placed Laura's legs around my waist. She scissored them by the small of my
back and tried to pull me in deeper to her. But I knew the best pace to take
things, so I resisted the easy access.

 Running my cock head up and down her opening, I teased her a little bit as
I put about half of it into her. She would gasp and whine softly whenever I
would do this, striving in vain to get more of me into her. I pushed down on
her legs and told her to relax. She seemed to comply, and lifted her head
from the bed with great interest to watch as I slowly entered her.

 She was extremely tight, although this was to be expected from someone
inexperienced like her. It wasn't long before I hit an obstruction and knew
it was her cherry. Laura felt me hit it too and she had a look of slight
concern on her face.

 "This is going to pinch a little, and you might bleed some, but just relax
and think pleasant thoughts. I promise it will pass," I said to her
soothingly as I reached my hand down to her chest and began to tease and
tweak her nipples a little.

 Laura just nodded and bit down on her lower lip. I bent down to the floor
again and picked up her panties, to use just in case she bled more than I
hoped she would. Setting them by her opening, I positioned myself in front
of her again and slowly began to enter her. Once again I encountered her
cherry, so I pulled back my cock from within her for a moment.

 "Here we go. It will be over real soon," I said as I slid into her at a
quick speed. I pressed down hard and deep when I felt the head hit her
hymen, and I felt it tear around me as I pushed through it and into her
tight love tunnel.

 "Ouch!" Laura cried out. I could see slight tears welling in her eyes as
she adjusted to the pain. I took the panties and blotted right outside her
opening, as a small trickle of blood leaked out.

 Wanting to get her over the pain and into the pleasure, I began to thrust
in and out of her at a decent pace, my cock becoming coated with her juices.
At first she was whimpering in pain from the friction our fucking was
causing on her sensitive new area. But after only a few minutes her whimpers
became moans of pleasure as both of us began to relax a bit while we were
inside of each other.

 The feel of her pussy around my cock, the lips sliding up and down like a
mouth as I moved myself in and out of her no-longer-virgin cunt, was
incredible. The sheer heat radiating from within her was like a furnace and
the juices from our sweat and pheromones were heating up, filling the air
with the unmistakable odor of sex. They say that Latin women can fuck long
and hard and make it extremely hot. Laura was half Mexican, and totally new
to this, but it still had to be the hottest sex I had ever had.

 We had a tempo going now, as I fucked her missionary position. Since she
had begun to enjoy the sex, I became focused on my own sexual needs as well,
and began to stick it to her long and hard. I would push into her in short,
deep strokes, feeling her pussy walls contracting around me as I hit the
back of her cervix on nearly every thrust. Then I would pull almost all the
way out of her, leaving in just the head before I thrust very hard back in.
She seemed to like it like this best, gasping when I would pull out and
moaning and screaming out loudly when I would push back in. Her room had
become a blur during our lovemaking and I barely noticed that the bed was
slamming against the wall as we bounced up and down on it.

 Laura's beautiful breasts were covered in a sheen of sweat as we fucked,
and I could see tiny beaded droplets form on her nipples. I couldn't resist,
so I leaned down and licked them off. This caused Laura to moan and cry out
in pleasant surprise as I teased her erect, jutted out nipple whilst I
fucked her.

 Her cries became louder and louder until she orgasmed again for the fourth
time (at least that's how many times I counted) that night. She slowed down
momentarily to catch her breath, but I was still inside of her and very
hard, my body dripping now with sweat. I was getting exhausted but I also
hadn't gotten off yet, so I was determined to do that.

 Using the momentary relaxation by Laura, I grudgingly pulled out of her, my
dick and the condom on it shimmering with her slick pussy juices. Rolling
Laura onto her back, I had her get on all fours. Standing on top of the bed,
I bent down a little as I entered her sweet pussy once more. The feel this
time was even better, as I was getting into it at a new angle. I felt myself
sink in as deep as possible, down to her hot core. Her aroused and exposed
clit was poking out from her sweet, tender folds and I rubbed my palm
against it as I slowly pushed in and out of her. Laura was moaning yet again
and this time I thought I would concern myself with getting off before I
worried about her having another orgasm. I bent over her back and continued
to use one hand to play with her clit while I used the other to fondle her
tits, which were swinging back and forth now like a couple of udders.

 Meanwhile while this was going on of course, I was rapidly shoving in and
out of her. My angle of entry into her varied: sometimes upwards, sometimes
straight ahead and sometimes downwards. The rotation and randomness of this
kept Laura guessing, and she would coo and moan every time I would thrust
into her.

 I felt my balls begin to tighten as I was about to blow my load. I pulled
out of Laura yet again and rolled her over on to her back. Placing her legs
up on my shoulders, I slammed back into her hard. I was like a jackhammer as
I thrust into her sweet, warm pussy. She knew I was close, so she began to
talk really dirt to me to try and get me off.

 "Oooo, you like fucking my little virgin cunt don't you? You like taking
the cherry from an 18 year old huh? Yea, I know you like it! That's so good.
Now you can cum. I want you to cum. Fill up that condom...fill it! HARDER!
OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH! THAT'S IT! FUCK ME! FUCCCCKKKK MEEEE!!! YEAAAAA!!!!!" Laura
screamed out. I couldn't hold back any longer and I orgasmed into the
condom, filling it with so much sperm that some actually seeped out at the
edge (thankfully it wasn't inside of her cunt). I felt my dick shrivel some
so I pulled out of her and collapsed on the bed. Laura moved over me and
slowly pulled the condom off of my now soft cock, careful not to spill any.

 Laura then shocked quite a bit when she put the condom to her lips and
sipped out some of the cum from within. I was in shock at such sluttish
behavior, especially from a virgin, but Laura seemed to enjoy it and relish
the fact that she wasn't the innocent little girl any more.

 "Yum. Tastes good," she said, a sultry smile on her face. She could tell
how shocked I was at her behavior, but she just gave me a devilish smile.

 "I said I was a virgin. I didn't say I had never tasted cum," she said,
laughing a little.

 Not wanting to waste the remaining cum I guess, she slowly spilled the rest
of it onto her tits. I watched as my seed rolled seductively down her chest,
splashing onto the bed sheets below. When she ran out of cum, Laura began to
rub what remained on her body deep into her skin. Laura then climbed up next
to me in bed and gave me a passionate kiss on the lips. It felt weird to
taste my own cum on her sweet little lips, but it was worth it after the
amazing sex I had just had.

 "Thank you John. You made sure my first time was special. I love you.,"
Laura said as she lay on top of me, her breasts crushed into my chest.

 "You're welcome. And I love you too," I said as I lifted my head up and
gave her a quick kiss on the lips. She laid her head onto my chest and
drifted off to sleep.

 Sleeping in the next morning, when we both awoke we were horny and hungry.
So after a quick trip to the store to buy pancake mix (and more condoms) in
which we could barely keep our hands off each other, we spent the rest of
the day making love and eating and generally enjoying being with each other.


 That was the start of the best relationship of my life. I had never before,
nor since, felt as close to a person as I have with Laura. But happiness is
fleeting and the old adage is true: nothing gold can stay.

 Upon completing college, I asked Laura to marry me. I was heartbroken when
she turned me down, not for another man, but for life itself. She wanted to
go out and experience the real world alone and not even with the man she
loved and the only person she told me she had ever been able to trust. This
was a bitter pill for me to swallow, but I loved Laura too much to crush her
own hopes and dreams. I let her go, and to this day I regret it.

 Ever since Laura nothing has seemed the same. The sky not as blue, the
grass not as green, the true beauty of the world now cast in a darkened
shade. I know in my mind that I did the right thing but my heart does not
feel this way, nor will it ever.

 All I can hope is that some day I will meet Laura again. Someday...


THE END

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