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Jennifer's Story
by Calomorph
I can't really say I've ever been with a guy before, I mean
sexually. I just never found the right guy. That is until
the summer of my senior year in high school.
I guess it all started after I got home one day after swim
team practice. I had just completed the 100 yard medaly in
1 minute 10 seconds (my best time ever) and was feeling
pretty good about myself. I went home and yelled for my
mother, but no one answered. I of course thought she was
out shopping. She left me a note saying that she
unexpectedly had to go to Cleveland to visit my great-aunt
Felina in the hospital. The note said she would be gone
all weekend and part of the week. She left me the car keys
and $100 for food.
"This is great", I uttered. I had the place to myself, a
car, and a $100 dollars. I couldn't have had better luck.
But in the back of my mind I wished there was someone that
I could share this great moment with. "I need to find a
man," I murmored,"but who" ? My best friend Rachel had
been trying to set me up with her cousin Matt ever since he
moved to our town two years ago. Being the only person I
could think of I gave Rachel a call. She set Matt and
myself up on a date for 7 o'clock that night. I started
getting ready at around 5 o'clock for it. I went to the
bathroom, stripped of my clothes, and turned on the water
for a shower. I stepped into the shower and screamed "@%&#
! Thats Cold!!!" I slowly turned up the hot water and
started to relax. The silver beads glistened on my body.
The water formed little drops on my shoulders, ran down my
body, lingered at my vulva and ran down my leg. "Ohhhh I
love showers" I thought. I started to wash my hair.
Starting at its red roots I massaged in a generous amount
of shampoo and rubbed it down to its ends (namely my
shoulders). I scrubbed and scrubbed until my hair glowed
in a deep red aura. I had always been proud of my
naturally red hair. It was a color of red that the sun
gives just before it is killed by the night. It was also
naturally curly, a kind of long curl that gave me the kind
of curl a curling iron did for other women. I guess
voloptuous would be the word to describe me. My breasts
are average (a 36-D), with my areola being about the size
of a half dollar. As for my nipples, they're special.
They stand out about a half inch when I am excited and are
about a quarter inch thick. As for my belly, I guess its
average for a girl who works out and watches what she eats.
My hips are a liitle wider than most and I have a flat
pelvic bone, so I give the apperance of a very flat
stomach. My legs are stong because I work out regularly.
You can just barely make out the muscles in them. My inner
thighs are one of my strongest areas. I don't really know
how I found out, but I can crush cans between them. My
knees, ankles, and feet are well proprtioned for my body.
My skin is fair and my eyes a grey-blue. I stand 5'8"
tall.
I guess my favorite body part would have to be my pussy.
It's surrounded by my deep red pubic curls, and is just
slightly in front of being exacly between my legs. My
labia is small, but grows in size when I am excited (My
favorite finger and I found this out one day, but thats
another story). My clitoris barely sticks out of its
protective cover at all times. Being a virgin I still have
a hymen. It's rather an annoyance when I run out of the
pill and have to menstrate. My hymen seems to only allow
very narrow things in, like tampons (Yes, I use tampons,
and occasionaly the pad if I really need it). I've never
found the end of my vagina, but I really haven't tried.
After I finished washing my hair I started to rub my body
with soap, starting with my arms and working my way to my
chest. I always linger around my breasts, circling my
areoles and nipples, being careful to clean every
millimeter of them. After a few good scrubs I wash my
belly, and then my pubic region. I start with my thighs
and work my way up. I spend a lot of time washing my
pussy, making sure that every fold is as clean as can be.
When I finish my shower I steped out and dried my self
thourghly. I make sure that every nook and cranny is dried
to perfection. I then walked stark naked to my room. I
don't know why but I've never liked clothes. I'm always
naked anytime I can be. I feel it's more natural. I guess
I'm a kind of nudist or something but I don't have a
problem wearing clothes, I just don't like it. The time
was about five thirty, and I spent an hour naked, in my
room, drying and styling my hair, which was easy since I
like to wear it down. I went to my dresser and found the
skimpiest pair of panties that I could find. I put them on
and my legs quivered because of how good they felt next to
my skin. After tucking in a few stray pubic curls I dug
deeper into my dresser and found a nice, satin slip. I put
it on and my nipples tingled. I found a nice pair of knee
high nylons and put them on. I then proceeded to my closet
and found a dark green silk blouse, and the tightest pair
of jeans I had. I dug through my assortment of shoes and
found a nice pair of flats. I put all of this on and found
a nice purse.
The time was six fifty-five and I had just taken my daily
birth control pill (just in case I ever did find the right
guy). The doorbell rang and went to the door. Just before
I opened it I crossed my fingers and siad to myself "I hope
this is Mr. Right".
I opened the door and saw a guy about six feet tall with
brown hair and green eyes. Not a single pimple on his well
muscled body. He wore a pair of wire-rimmed eyeglasses,
yet somehow they only made him seem to look better. He was
wearing a pair of deck-shoes, faded bluejeans, and a
navy-blue dress shirt.
He said hello and introduced himself as Matt. I said."
Hi, I'm Jennifer, but just call me Jen, everyone else
does".
He said, "Are you ready to go ?"
I replied yes. I closed the door behind me and locked it.
I got into his car, a 1991 Ford Tempo. He explained that
it was his parents car and that he didn't have to have it
back until Sunday night when they returned from their San
Francisco vacation. I explained that my mother was
divorced and that she was out visiting a sick relative.
I asked," So.... Where are we going tonight?"
He replied," I really don't know, how about some dinner and
a movie ?"
We drove to the nearest diner and each ordered a greasy
burger and even greaser fries. We talked about everything
from politics to school. We agreed on most everything, but
the things we disagreed on were trivial. After finishing
our meal we debated over which movie to see. We decided
that there wasn't anything that we wanted to see. I
suggested dropping by the video store. When we stopped
Matt and I went in and each picked out a movie. We figured
that since we didn't have to be anywhere we could watch
two. He picked out "Backdraft", and I picked out some
silly French movie with a lot of subtitles.
Matt and I decided to watch the movies back at my house
(since it was cleaner). We got back and went down to the
family room and watched my movie first. It was a silly
story about a man who loses his wife after having an afair
with her sister. Needless to say we both yawned alot.
Then we popped in Backdraft. I had never seen it before
and by the time it ended I was shedding a tear. Matt must
have noticed and scooted over beside me to wipe it a way.
He lifted my chin, and brushed my cheek with his hand.
When he did our eyes met. We just stared at each other for
a minute. He moved closer and closer, and we kissed. Not
one of those whimpy kisses that you always see on TV, but a
kiss that made bells ring and my head spin. We broke our
contact and he returned to his seat.
"Have you ever had.... You know .... sex?", I asked
sheepishly, I couldn't even believe I had asked him that.
He paused for a minute, stunned I'm sure.
He replied, "I've never told anyone this before,
but......no".
Getting a second wind I asked,"Do you... I mean....".
Then I just bluted out,"Do you want to try it ?". He had
been good to me all night and I REALLY wanted him.....
"Do you want to ?", He asked.
"I guess", I answered. I stood up and he stood up. I took
his hand and gaved him a kiss like he had given me. I led
him up to my bedroom and closed the door. We faced each
other and held hands. "To be honest, I don't know what to
do..... No, No, No, I mean I know WHAT to do, but.....", I
fumbled out.
"Well....",he said, and he got closer and wrapped his arms
around me and gave me a kiss. He led me over to the bed
and we just collapsed on it while kissing. I started to
remove his shirt and he started to remove mine. I
unbuttoned his pants (DAMN buttonflies anyway.) and he
removed my bluejeans, after having some trouble getting
them over my hips. So there we were in our underwear,
laying side by side, when I stopped him.
"My turn", I said as seductively as I could. I took his
hand and slipped it under my panties. My hand on top of
his I guided him right to my magic clitoris. He gently
started to rub it. As he did I felt pinpricks on my back
and shoulders from the pleasure. I squrirmed a little and
spread my legs apart farther. He reached and grabbed my
free hand with his free hand and shoved my hand down his
jockey shorts. I felt this kind of sqishy thing. I found
the smooth end of it and started to slowly rub it. As I
did he groaned and his penis grew. I was starting to feel
really good now, and my pussy started to ooze my love
fluid. As I was stroking him, his penis kept growing and
growing. I thought that I wouldn't be able to fit him
inside of me. I removed my hands and he removed his. I
leaned up and without having to tell him he removed my
slip. I removed my panties, and then his boxer shorts. He
leaned over and started to suck my tits. Taking one into
his mouth and squeezing the other one with his hand. He
switched back and forth for what seemed to be a pleasurable
eternity. he then got off the bed and kneeled on the
floor. He grabbed my leg and swiveled me to the edge of my
bed. He put my legs on his shoulders and before I could
think of what he was doing, he started to suck my clit. I
almost fainted!! The sensations were better than anything
I have ever done to myself. He spread my legs apart until
my labia were spread open. he darted his tougue past my
hymen and into my hole. I almost screamed in delight.
Instead I grabbed his head and pulled him closer to my
aching box. He removed his tougue and started to suck,
rub, and nibble on my clitoris. I must have made sounds
like a wild woman. He brought me closer and closer to the
edge. He started to rub my clit and dart his tougue in and
out of my hole. I had an explosive orgasm. It was better
than any drug and better than any thing else in the world.
I lied there limp, completely drained of energy. I got up
enough strenght to sit up and say "I want you."
With a few strokes of my hand he was as stiff as ever. I
spread my legs and he layed on top of me. His first thrust
was slow. It was the most painful thing I had ever felt.
After the pain dulled, Matt thrust again, and again. Every
time he thrust he went deeper and deeper. I could feel the
warm cock inside of me, searching for more room. He thrust
deeper again, and then I could feel a tickle from his pubic
hair, and his testicle slamming into me. He began to
thrust faster and faster, harder and harder. He graoned in
a deep voice, and then I felt something push at the end of
my vagina. I knew he had cummed.
"Is that all?", I said.
"What do you mean is that all?", he replied.
"I just mean I bet I can get more out of you", I said.
"Go right ahead", he answered.
I rolled him over on his back and started to stroke his
cock. It must have been two inches thick and nine inches
long. With a few more strokes I lenghened it to ten
inches. I crawled over him and squated over his towering
manhood. I squated down just far enough to let the tip
touch my vulva. I lowered myself down on him, and took him
in completely (to my surprise). We both kind of gasped.
So there I was sitting on his hard member, when I started
to use my vaginal muscles to constrict and retract on him.
I started to move up and down slightly in time with my
contractions.
"Jesus", he said, "She's jacking me off with out using he
hands!!"
"No Shit", I said. He responded by licking his finger and
rubbing my clitoris. With his other hand he cupped my
breast and kneeded it.
I started to feel his loins thrust, and him start to moan.
I quickly removed myself from him. I crouched beside him
and wrapped my hand around his monsterous cock. I started
to squeeze and move my hand up and down. He moaned again,
and I took it as a sign of approval. I squeezed a little
harder. I went up and down faster and faster, squeezing
harder all the time.
He screamed, "OH GOD I'M CUMMING !!!!!!!!!". Then he
thrust a few times and then proceeded to shoot it three
feet into the air, onto his chest. Now, I had heard in
that guys find it a big turn on to have their partner
swallow. I said why not and started to lick his cum off
from his chest. It was kind of sweet, and had the texture
of warm jello. I decided I liked it and drank every bit of
it. I crawled up beside him, and we both collapsed in a
sweaty, happy lump. We both fell asleep instantly.
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