Becky took my arm as we walked to the station. It was a cold night, the kind of weather I’ve only felt in England, the kind of cold that gets in your bones and stays there. She pressed against me, for warmth I think. Aside from shaking hands earlier, it was the first time we’d touched and my dick responded, making me check my step as my pants tightened around its throbbing girth.
She was talking as we walked, telling me about a show she’d watched, but I wasn’t really listening… I had too many thoughts in my head for that. I was taking this girl to my home, to my bed! Could I do this? What would my parents think if they knew… what would her parents think?! Shit.. I had that horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, and didn’t think I could. I turned to look at her, and as she turned to meet my eyes her breast brushed against my arm. I shuddered. Through her thick coat and mine I barely felt it at all, and have been far more intimate with other breasts before, but just the sense of touching such a young beauty there sent a lump to my throat. Then she looked into my eyes and smiled, and her power compelled me again. Fuck it! There was no way I was going to run away from this, the regret would kill me. “You look amazing I said” and lent in for a kiss.. it was only brief, just a slow peck on the lips, but it that moment will stay with me till death.
It was a quiet train, and we sat opposite each other in those seats for four people. I stroked her legs with mine as we spent the journey smiling and staring into each other’s eye, the excitement building. I took her by the hand as we left the station, and whether it was the cold or my excitement, virtually dragged her to my flat. “Slow down you idiot!” she laughed, pulling me back with a tug. “Why are you in such a hurry?” I smiled and kissed her again, longer this time, my left hand on her hip, my right in the small of her back and she wrapped her arms around my neck. It wasn’t long until we got to my flat. I had no nerves at the beginning of the evening, but I admit that I was swallowing hard as we approached, getting composed, worried about making a fool of myself. “Don’t mess this up Pete!” went through my head as I opened the door and she stepped inside.
I slid past her to turn on the hall light, my hand resting on her hip and gently turning her body towards me. She smiled and we embraced again, this time our tongues tickled each other, as she, still in her coat, pressed her body against mine. She was pouting as our faces separated, her eyebrow raised as she slowly looked down to her chest, taking my eyes with hers. She grinned a cheeky grin as she bounced her chest and, as she felt my large dick firm through my trousers, opened her mouth slowly, her eyes showing a sparkle of excited surprise. My bedroom was next to the hall. “Nice room” she said, turning her head to examine the four small walls. “Can I put my coat in here?” “Yeah, course!” I replied, with far too much excitement. “There’s hooks on the back of the door.” I pushed her inside, and closed the door, nodding to the hooks as I unzipped and hung my coat. She waited for me to look before unzipping hers, and my eyes were fixated as she slowly pushed out her chest as it fell to the floor. I took the small of her back in my hand again, and pulled her towards me. For a brief moment I closed my eyes and focussed on her large breasts as they pressed against me with just a little fabric between us, before moving edging in for the kiss. It was more intense this time, and longer, my hand reaching under her shirt and stroking her skin on her back. She lifted her leg and wrapped it around me, pulling my cock against tight against her, arching her back so the very edge of her pussy was pressed against my shaft.
We both giggled as we fell back onto my bed. As I landed on top of her, she looked up at me, and my heart melted. In that moment, those deep brown eyes had an anticipation, an expectation and curiosity about what was to come. Her smile was gentle, biting her bottom lip, and she had never looked so an innocent, she was just a perfect, beautiful young girl again. But any doubts I’d had we’re long gone, as my penis ached to be inside of her, completely clouding all other judgements.
She didn’t break eye contact as she took the base of my shaft through my trousers, slowly running her hand up my eight inch hard cock, and gently tugging it towards her as she reached the head. I leant in and nuzzled her neck as I thrust my hips down, making her moan softly as my penis moved along her pussy. My hand reached under her top as I sat up. I wanted to be slow, to savour the moment I touched those supple, big breasts for the first time, but she didn’t let me. As soon as my penis lifted off her stomach, she sat up and grabbed the top of my trousers in a frenetic motion. I took the hint and they were gone, as was my shirt, while she removed her top and skirt. Our eyes locked again for a brief moment before I fell back on top of her body, our lips and tongues entangled. She took my penis in her hand again, pulling it roughly this time, and when she reached the top slipped her fingers under the fabric of my underwear to move her hand back down. Her eyes were fixed on my cock as it bounced free from it’s confines, her hand running up and down its shaft as her breath quickened. I slipped the pants off my legs as I went in for another kiss, her hand not releasing it’s grip as it was crushed between my cock and her stomach.
She’d had her feel, so it was my turn now. I lifted my head and slipped my hands under her straps, pulling them down her shoulders as she sat up and unclasped her bra. I moved both my hands up her stomach, stopping as I reached the loose fabric. She wiggled her chest and laughed at me as I ran my fingers up the bottom of the soft flesh, smiling like a foolish child about to meet their hero. They felt perfect, and I closed my eyes, trying not to cum while still letting my senses take everything. She flicked the bra off as the palm of my hand felt the hard erect nipple, and I began to contract my fingers in a massage. I kissed her again, but only briefly as my head went to her chest and my tongue circled her areola. I explored both breasts longer than I should have. I could have stayed like that forever, but soon her hand was clasping my cock again. Just to gain more time in heaven, I moved my fingers down to her pussy, and slipped them under her panties, gently rubbing the top of her pussy. Her body shuddered, her chest arching up, jolting my head back towards hers. We kissed again, as my fingers slipped deeper into her wet vagina. Her hands were in my hair now and she moaned as I found the small bump and circled it with my forefinger.
After another two or three gentle spasms, she lifted her leg and moved me on to my back, slipping off her panties and taking my cock in her hand. With the other she gathered her already messy hair and moved her head toward my massively erect penis. She seemed entranced as she smelt the base of my shaft, moving her nose up it slowly, before tasting it as she got closer to the head. Then her mouth was around it, her jaw fully open to take in it’s wide girth. It wasn’t going to take much, and she knew it. After only a few bobs of her head, she looked up. “Are you about to cum?!” she laughed as I nodded. “Not yet.” she said as she reached into her bag by the bed and took a condom.
She had an insatiable look in her eyes as she stared intently at my cock as she slipped it on. As she sat up slightly, so did she, and my hands cupped her breasts. She placed one hand around my shoulder and levered herself up, and I moved my hands to hold her bottom and give support. With her other, she took my cock and moved her waist over it. This was it. This was the moment. My god. What the fuck was happening.
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So good, please write more :)