After one tour with the Navy, a year and a half in Florida, a year in Texas and another in Montana, I returned to live with my parents while waiting to enter the University Of Illinois. At that point in my life, I considered myself to be a sexually experienced man. I had been intimate with a Navy “Wave” as well as a few other “older more mature” women. I was convinced that I knew most everything I needed to know about life. Men!
One day, a high school friend, told me that his neighbor’s niece was visiting from England and would I like to go on a double date with him and his wife. I told him that I would. Over the next month, we enjoyed numerous dates. I met her Aunt and Uncle and she met my parents. She was most attractive, a lot of fun, and we enjoyed each other’s company.
One Saturday evening after a very long day of hiking through a nature preserve, we ended up back at her Aunt and Uncle’s house. It was about 9 PM and we talked with her family for a while. After they went to bed, we curled up on the couch together and started watching a movie. She moved over next to me and rested her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her shoulder.
Up to that point, we had only been together three or four times. We had held hands and had a few innocent kisses. With my departure to the U of I imminent, I wasn’t sure I wanted to get into a serious relationship.
It only took a few minutes before her hand began caressing my chest. Her fingers unbuttoned first one, then a second button on my shirt. Her hand moved gently across my chest. She murmured softly in my ear that her fingers liked the soft feeling. I replied that I also enjoyed that feeling. I moved my free hand to her face and gently slid my fingers through her hair, bringing her face around and kissing her lips lightly. As we continued kissing, her hand moved to my nipple, taking it between her fingers and gently pinching. I whispered that what she was doing felt wonderful to which she quietly “hummed” and snuggled closer.
This was the first time we had been this intimate, and I could feel her body warmth mix with mine. At that point, I became a little bolder and moved my hand from her face to her neck then moved my fingers slowly down to the opening of her blouse. My fingers met hers as she unbuttoned the top button before returning her fingers to my chest.
My heart began racing. I was wondering if she wanted me to touch her as she was doing to me. Tentatively I moved my hand inside her blouse and when it pulled tight against my hand, her fingers relieved the pressure by unfastening two more buttons. Emboldened by this, I moved my hand tentatively to the top of her bra and was rewarded by her shifting slightly, allowing my fingers to slide inside.
My heart rate increased a little more as our kissing became a little more intense. Her tongue moved inside my mouth sliding in and out slowly. Oh my… ! That movement reminded me of a penis sliding in and out of a warm pussy. Emboldened once more, I moved my tongue in a similar pattern into and out of her mouth. My hand cupped her breast and as my fingers moved across the nipple she let out a little gasp. At that point, I reverted to being a typical horny male and began to grope.
Her hand took mine and she whispered into my ear, “Be gentle, I am very sensitive there, touch me like this,” at which point her fingers returned to my nipple, gently caressing it. She told me to whisper so her Aunt and Uncle could not hear us.
As my fingers fondled her, she moved closer, snuggling tighter against me, her hand moving down to my lap, across my pants and resting lightly on my erection. I could actually feel it grow as she rubbed me. I felt pre-cum seeping from my penis. At that point, I whispered that what she was doing felt wonderful. My hand slid her bra strap off her shoulder and I cupped the fullness of her breast.
After moving around a bit she kissed me on the cheek and told me that she needed to use the restroom. I told her that I did as well and she told me to use the one off the kitchen and she would use the one upstairs, I had a difficult time relieving myself because I was so aroused and I heard her return before I managed to finish and wash my hands.
When I sat down, our arms went around each other and we began kissing again. Our tongues touched and slid slowly in and out of each other’s mouths. Her hand returned to my lap and mine returned to the inside of her blouse to find that she had removed her bra. Now my heart was really racing and I moved my lips to her neck, and as I kissed my way slowly down her chest, she unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it out of her skirt. My lips found her breast.
She commanded, “Suck my nipples.”
Her hands took control of my head moving it from one breast to the other.
She said, “Bite my nipples. Oh yes, oh yes, that feels wonderful. Now kiss my tummy.”
Lying back, she pushed my head lower. I slid off the couch onto my knees. She was lying back at one end of the couch with her head on a large pillow. Her blouse was open and her nipples were stiff.
I found my lips eagerly moving down her stomach. She pulled her knees up and opened her legs. As I was kissing her soft belly my eyes watched hers as her skirt slowly slid toward her waist, exposing her thighs. She took my hand and moved it against her panties, pressing it tightly. Her panties were very warm to my touch and wet. Her fingers took mine and moved them in an up-and-down motion.
She whispered, “Oh yes. Oh yes.”
Her hand gently pushed my head lower, not really knowing what was happening but nevertheless, mesmerized by all that had occurred so far, my lips kissed their way across her stomach, over her bunched-up skirt and onto her panties. Her aroma was overpowering. A slight smell of urine but more intense than anything I had ever encountered previously. As I have matured I have come to know that there is no other aroma as stimulating as that of a highly aroused woman. My senses were on overload and as her hand urged my head lower, my lips moved to the wet spot on her panties and then her hands pulled my head tightly to her. She thrust herself against my mouth and she moaned and put both of her hands on my head.
Her hands pushed my head lower. My lips moved to the wet spot on her panties then her hands pushed her wet pussy against my mouth then put both of her hands in my hair. As I though that this was the most incredible thing that had ever happened to me, I kissed the inside of one leg then the other taking in her most incredible aroma. She pulled her panties to one side and urged my lips to her hot wet pussy.
As I kissed across and up and down she whispered, “Put your tongue inside me,” and I did. “Slide it up and down,” she commanded and as I addressed this wish, her finger moved to what she later told me was her “clit”.
Her hips were now moving up and down with my tongue. As I pushed it inside her, she pushed toward, me urging it deeper.
Suddenly, both her hands returned to my head, pulling me tight to her.
“Deeper!” she said in a very raspy voice and all of a sudden she began to moan louder, then, “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
She held my face tightly against her pussy for what seemed like minutes. I was having a hard time breathing. Eventually, I felt the tension go out of her body and she relaxed. Her tight grip on my head lessened and she lay back against the pillow. Her fingers gently stroked herself and played with her pubic hair. There was a puddle of her wetness soaking into her skirt. I could not help but put my fingers into it, then moved them to my mouth. I first thought it was urine but soon discovered that it was her pussy juice and that it tasted good. I was a little embarrassed at that thought for a long time but soon came to cherish and desire both the smell and fragrance.
She pulled me onto the couch with her, kissed me and told me that I tasted wonderful. I confessed that it was actually her essence.
She murmured “Oh my. It’s good, isn’t it?” to which I said, “Yes, it is.”
And thus began my transition from a typical male to an attentive lover who realized his partner’s needs, wants and desires.
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