The following is a story about meeting my (now) wife. The year was 2007. I’m only posting this to see if there is interest in reading the rest. I originally wrote it for my wife, and have changed some details/names so it’s more reddit friendly. She’s also writing her own segments from her perspective.
This is a very long story, so if that’s not what you’re looking for you should look elsewhere.
It was Friday afternoon when I briskly walked out of the small school district where I worked as an IT lackey. It was mid-October and school had been back in session for a little over a month, and that meant things were breaking at a spectacular rate as students and teachers began using computers the same way one would use a hammer with a lamp. It was better to get out of there on time than to spend another late Friday evening staring at a computer screen waiting for something to update.
I looked down to check my phone. No texts or missed calls. Typical. I climbed into my dark blue sedan and took off out of the parking lot. I cranked the radio and turned up my sound system while rolling the windows all the way down and began to turn my thoughts to my plans for the night. My roommates and I were planning on throwing a big Halloween party next weekend and I was stoked about the number of people who had committed to coming. I had bought a matching pimp outfit earlier in the week with my buddy and we were both looking forward to having a good time, drinking, and if the moons aligned maybe we would get laid.
One big problem remained though. None of the girls I had been talking to were coming. They had all made it clear they were trying to ‘grow up’ and didn’t want to come to a house party. Whatever, you’re 22 Lindsey not 40. Take a shot and get over yourself.
As I pulled onto the highway, my favorite Atreyu CD blaring through my speakers, I began to rack my brain and think who would actually come out and not suck? I had unrightfully gotten a reputation of only wanting sex, but in reality all I really wanted was a girlfriend who treated me as well as I would treat her. My mind began to wander. The last girlfriend I had was… Ugh. I hadn’t seriously dated anyone since we split, that’s how bad she was. “Wait a minute” I said aloud to myself. Speaking of that bitch, who was the insanely hot girl at her prom? I forget her name. I don’t even think we were formally introduced. In fact I had to figure out her name by going through my ex’s friend list until I came across her profile. Wasn’t it Amberly something?
“God she was amazing” I thought, as I pulled off the highway and made a left towards the house I was renting with a couple buddies. I remembered seeing her at senior prom, her back turned to her date with her head turned to the side and eyes lowered, dancing against him in such a casually sexy way. She would pull herself away from him slightly, then very fluidly roll her body back against him starting at the top of her back and finishing by thudding her perfect little ass against him all to the beat of the music. I was mesmerized. She was short, about 4’10 I guessed, with long auburn hair that hung past her shoulders and the most amazing green eyes. I had a thing for short petite girls, and she fit my criteria perfectly.
I pulled into my driveway and hopped out. I didn’t even bother conversing with my roommates as I bounded up the stairs to my computer room and logged in. It wasn’t long before I found her. I had seen her profile before but hadn’t gone to look for a while. My cursor hovered over the “Add Friend” button for what seemed like forever. A frown crept over my face and I let out a deep sigh and closed the window. “You never even so much as had a conversation with her. She doesn’t know your name, probably doesn’t remember you, and will definitely think her friend’s ex adding her out of the blue is creepy.”
Later that night I sat in the same chair playing video games, sipping a cocktail, and still trying to figure out who else I could ask to come. My roommate’s dumb shit girlfriend was never any help in this area. She claimed to never know ANY single girls, because all she has are guy friends and ‘haaaates drama TEE HEE I’m one of the boys!’
Nope. Fuck it. What’s the worst that could happen? She denies my request? I finished my drink, hit “Add Friend”, and went downstairs to see what I could get into that night.
I awoke Saturday morning with my brain in a fog. The previous night was uneventful save for a few too many cocktails and mastering a couple new Guitar Hero songs with my roommates. Slumping into my computer chair I took a giant gulp of water and pulled up MySpace. To my surprise, I saw the notification that she had accepted, but nothing more. I got the faintest butterfly sensation trying to figure out what to say. That Atreyu song coming back into my mind summed it up perfectly. “Grab the bull by the horns, the old adage goes. Nobody tells you where to go from there..”
I figured I’d keep it casual, and post a quick message to her wall instead of jumping to directly messaging her. As I expected, there were a bunch of other dudes trying to get her attention from what I could see on her wall. Obviously a girl like this isn’t going to be starved for attention. I typed up a message and hit send. “Whats up! How have you been? Don’t know if you remember me or not but I wanted to say hey anyway. So… Hey!”
That’s it. I closed the window and went about my day trying not to dwell on whether or not she’d respond, and in fact tried to picture all the ways it could go right. Confidence building 101, assume everyone loves you and act as if you’ve known that person for decades.
After spending the majority of the day screwing around with my friends who tended to stay the entire day after drinking the previous night, I decided to check my computer around 5 to figure out what my buddy was doing that night and see if he had any plans. I remembered that I had sent Amberly a message, so I went straight to see if she had responded. I found a note on my wall that just said “lol, hey!”. That was all.
I visibly deflated. That was it huh? I knew I shouldn’t have even bothered, of course it looks creepy as hell. I propped my elbow on my desk and leaned my head against my hand, pursing my lips. It was just then that I saw I had a message. I clicked on it, expecting it to be yet another stupid forwarded message from that one religious guy I was friends with. NOPE! It was her!
I picked my head up and started reading. “I do remember you! In fact I have been looking for you for quite some time.. I’ll never forget you jumping on the hood of my car and winking at me like you did lol. What made you add me?”
Son of a bitch… I did do that didn’t I? I had totally forgotten about it until she mentioned it. That was the same night I saw her for the first time. I remember being so pissed off at my girlfriend for ignoring me the whole night and just generally being a pain in the ass. When the dance was over I saw Amberly walking out with us, and as we got closer to a few cars she started to pull her keys out, I picked the one that I figured was most likely to be hers and hopped my ass onto her hood, leaned over and winked at her seductively. It was so uncharacteristic of me that I even surprised myself that I did it. Not only did I never do shit like that to hit on girls, I did it RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY GIRLFRIEND. I had completely forgotten about it because I also remember not getting any reaction whatsoever from her, except for a half smile as she hurriedly got into her car. I recalled feeling pretty stupid afterwards, so it was a surprise to me that she even remembered it, much less mentioned it.
I decided to write her back immediately, to hell with these “Wait a little bit to make it seem like you’re not desperate!” games I had learned. I told her that I did remember winking at her on the hood of her car, and that I thought she was put off by it but apparently not enough to not add me. I asked about her life, where she was going to school, what she was studying, etc.. And finally ended with “As for why I added you? I gotta be honest. I totally had a huge crush on you when I was dating my ex. You don’t still talk to her do you bc that would be awkward lol. Anyway, I’ve got a big Halloween party at my place coming up this next weekend. You’re welcome to come if you want, bring a costume!”
It took a little while but later that night I got another message from her. It appeared to be written while inebriated, the send time on the message was 1:30am. From what I could make out, she said she was smitten with me after the wink, said she had wanted to warn me about my ex being a psycho, and then said she would totally be down to come to the party. She then ended the message with “btww I think you ar e realli hottt can’t waitd to take youf out of that pimp suitt ;) ;)”
My jaw dropped. Holy shit fuck yes! I could feel my erection immediately swell against the fabric of my shorts and I instinctively held it while re-reading her message probably a dozen times. Her pictures showed off what a tight little body she has with tits that are pretty big for her frame. I immediately began picturing all the things I could do with her. She was so short and tiny, I could pick her up easily. One thing I had always wanted to do was fuck a girl against a wall. I pictured her arms tightly clinging around my neck while we passionately made out, her legs wrapped around my waist, and my hands gripping under her ass to hold her up as I drove my length into her. The mental image was enough to make me harder than steel and I began to rapidly slide my gripped hand up and down my shaft. I pulled up more pictures, she had such a sweet smile. I pictured how that smile would change as I penetrated her for the very first time. Maybe she would have an almost pained look with furrowed eyebrows, maybe she would open her mouth and breathe in deeply, or maybe she would grin even more, biting her lip and staring at me with a naughty ‘fuck me’ look in her eyes as every inch pushed inside.
I came, hard. My thick shaft pulsing uncontrollably in my grip as I squeezed it tightly.
I had to make this happen. She’s already into me. All I have to do is just not fuck it up. It was definitely going to be a long week to wait.
The week before the party seemed to drag on forever. Amberly messaged me again the next morning and said that she didn’t mean to send the message while so drunk, but oh well. Her and I exchanged numbers shortly thereafter, and began texting one another throughout the week. We actually found out that we had a lot in common with one another. I learned she was a huge comic book nerd, and that she was a bit of a metal head too. She told me about her time that year at a local rock festival, and I told her about my time at Ozzfest a couple years back. I was enthralled.
I actually started to get a little more nervous as the week went on. Here’s this girl that I’ve had a crush on for a long time and not only is she gorgeous and definitely my type, but she’s intelligent and has a ton in common with me to boot. The pressure to somehow not screw things up began to build as I quickly began to see her as someone who I could picture myself with long-term. I figured the most important thing would be to not get too drunk too quick, and to also not let her get hammered too quickly either. I’d had enough girls puke on me, I didn’t want to add her to that list.
Saturday night came and I was giddy as hell. So much so that my roommates noticed and began harassing me relentlessly, taking bets on how fast she would run out of the house the next morning if she even stayed that long. I shot them a middle finger, drank a 5 hour energy, and then made myself a small cocktail. People would be arriving any time now. Amberly had texted me a picture of her outfit earlier that day and the image continually popped up in my memory, making it difficult to keep my dick hidden inside the purple velvet pants I was sporting. That was going to be another problem if she decided to give me a hug at any point that night. I made a mental note to practice some deep breathing and try to recite Star Wars trivia in my head.
It was about 11pm when she got there and the party was in full swing. Beer pong was being played, music was going, and everyone appeared to be having a great time. I had held off on drinking too much, but had a couple in me when she arrived. Enough to calm the nerves and make me a little more outgoing, but not so much that I was going to be sloppy any time soon. I was hanging out on our back porch talking to my buddy when she pulled in and stepped out. He saw her and let out an “oooohhhh my god she’s yummy” under his breath to me. I chuckled and responded with a quick “Mmmhm..” She yelled out an excited “Heeyyy!!” as I walked over and gave her a hug. She squeezed me tighter than I anticipated, and when we pulled away she started chuckling under her breath at my outfit. She tried to hide her cheeks turning red as she made small talk with us outside. Meanwhile, I was doing mental gymnastics to try and keep my erection from making an early appearance and to keep up the conversation with her at the same time.
We went inside and I started making drinks for the both of us. I introduced her to my roommates and several other people that I went to school with. We spent some time hanging out with everyone, played a round of beer pong. We meandered back into the kitchen where I had setup my stereo system to be playing rap and other party type music. She must have been feeling some of the booze by then, because as soon as that Plies song “Shawty” came on she started playfully dancing with me. At least, it was playful at first. I laughed and tried to figure out what to do with my hands as she started to bump into me, and eventually pushed her ass into my crotch. My hands gripped her hips and made a weak attempt to stop her from moving her ass against me so fast. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in, but it was too late. I could feel the blood rushing to my dick and felt it grow uncontrollably with her pushing against me. She had to feel it. I turned my hips toward her so that she was dancing on my thigh more than anything for a moment, and quickly flipped my erection under the waistband of my pants. That would hold it, unless someone asked me reach for something above my head. We continued dancing a little longer, she was so short that she now had to feel me pressing against her back. I didn’t care, and at that point I was kinda hoping she noticed, and that she was into it.
The song ended and I wrapped my arms around her from behind, my right forearm pressing against her cleavage while the left arm was snug around her stomach and pulled her tightly into me. I leaned down and gave her a quick kiss on the neck, and said quietly “that was fun..” She giggled, and told me “I can be lots of fun.” and then moved my arms slightly so she could turn around and give me a quick, soft kiss. I pulled away slightly, smiled at her and said “I’d like to find out” and leaned down to give her another, longer and more passionate kiss. Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was the blood pressure adjusting in my head now that I was hard and throbbing again, or maybe there was more between us than I knew at the moment. But the butterflies were back, and this time I felt my heart palpitate. She grinned into our kiss and softly said “I bet you would”. She turned and went to the bathroom, shutting the door. Leaving me to stand in the middle of my kitchen with my head spinning and my erection not going anywhere.
I had to make a choice. Do I just go for it, or continue to entertain her and hope to make out a bit more before trying to convince her to go upstairs? Thankfully my problem concealing my excitement was subsiding as I casually chatted with someone else grabbing another drink. Amberly came out of the bathroom and made the decision for me. She took my hand in hers and told me it was time I showed her some of those martial arts medals I had mentioned to her earlier that week in texts.
We got into my bedroom and I flipped the light on as I walked over to where I had a few of them hanging. I showed her a couple, talking more about the experience at the tournaments and the trips there instead of bragging like a douche about winning them. I finished my story and when I looked over at her I could tell by the way she was looking at me that if I didn’t make a move, she was going to make one for me.
****SEX STARTS HERE****
I dropped all pretense, tossed my purple hat aside, slid my hand behind her head and leaned in kissing her softly at first. We both sucked in air through our nose as I felt little sparks of adrenaline begin to creep into my veins. I gripped a handful of her shoulder-length auburn hair and pulled her tighter into me, beginning to slowly work more tongue into our kiss. I shuffled us towards my bed and let myself fall onto it, bringing her on top of me. Both my hands immediately found her ass, squeezing it while pulling her hips harder into me. I let out a low moan as she ground her hips against my erection, and I began to run my hands all over her body, pulling at the strings of her outfit. She pulled away and stood up off the bed, pulling me to a sitting position and took the top of my outfit off. I stood up in front of her as she was unzipping her own outfit and helped pull it over her head. She dropped it to the floor revealing a sexy black lace covered bra outlined by pink accents. She quickly shimmied out of her shorts showing off matching panties, with stockings up to her thighs. I must have been about to burst through my pants, because she looked down and grinned at me, asking if I needed help getting that out. I nodded yes and asked if she was going to take care of it for me. She pulled the purple velvet pants down quickly, and then focused her attention on the tent in my boxers.
She kneeled down and grazed her fingernails up my legs, over my boxers and curled her fingertips under my waistband. Gently she slid them off me, letting my cock spring out as they slid lower over my thighs. My mouth dropped open as she took me in her hand and stared at my member with a sultry smile on her face. She glanced up at me and began to lick up and down my shaft slowly, flicking her tongue over the tip before taking it into her mouth. Slowly she worked her lips up and down my length, taking more of me into her warm mouth with each head movement. The exasperated breaths coming from her as she came up for air each time told me she wasn’t used to someone my size. She took as much as she could get into her throat, gagging slightly, and I felt her tongue flip back and forth under my shaft as she moved her head slowly backwards continuing the motion with her tongue. When she got to the tip she plunged herself down again, repeating the move. I leaned down carefully so as not to disturb her act and unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor as I marveled at her fantastic tits. I could feel my erection throbbing in her mouth as she expertly worked on me, and I knew I had to stop her for just a little bit before I blew my load and made it a disappointing evening. I grabbed under her arms and pulled her to her feet, giving her a kiss and quickly laid her down on the bed. I knelt down between her legs and slid her soaked panties down, tossing them aside.
I moved on top, savoring the feeling of her perky tits rubbing against my bare chest and carefully placed the tip of my cock just at her entrance. I delicately moved my tip up and down, feeling her wetness coat the head of my cock and teased her relentlessly by moving it across her clit. I slowly kissed and licked around her earlobe, continuing down to her neck, enjoying the soft moans I heard in my ear. I playfully pushed myself into her tight little pussy just an inch, and then back out. It was going to be a tight fit. She moaned into my ear begging for it. I decided to oblige and slowly pushed myself into her. Her face showed pure ecstasy, biting her lower lip as I began to sink my thick cock deep into her clenching walls. She was so tight that when I hit a certain point I had to back out just a little, adjust my angle, and continue pushing in. When my dick was completely inside her I pressed my hips hard against hers, filling her with every last bit. We moaned simultaneously, I looked down at her and with an exasperated voice told her she was the tightest girl I had ever felt. Her mouth was still open and moaning, she quickly told me she couldn’t believe how big I felt inside her. She leaned up and whispered in my ear. “Please fuck me”
I breathed deep as I began to take slow, long strokes inside her. I’d pull almost all the way out, and then slowly glide it back in to the hilt, pressing hard against her each time, hitting her deepest spots. Her moaning increased as she ran her hands up and down my arms, and I could feel her repeatedly squeezing my dick as I slowly worked myself back and forth. I exhaled in almost a growl as I tried to force myself to not cum immediately. “How’s that feel?” she asked between moans, I said nothing other than kissing her as hard as I could and picking up the pace of my thrusts. I ran one hand from her smooth shaved thigh, sliding over her hip to her stomach and finally cupping and gripping one of her breasts. I positioned her nipple between my fingers and gave it a small pinch as I squeezed her. Her moans turned more high pitch and she grabbed my hand on top of her tit and squeezed my hand harder. I tenderly kissed her lips, keeping my grip on her chest and squeezed her nipple just a little harder between my knuckles. I could feel she was close to cumming and had no intention of stopping her from releasing so soon into our session. Breathlessly she said in a disbelieving tone “Oh my god you’re gonna make me cum. Fuck you’re gonna make me cum ALREADY. How? Mmmmmmm..”
Her moans came to a peak and then suddenly stopped as her whole body tensed for a moment. Her back arched and I took the opportunity to dive my face into her chest, licking and sucking as she exhaled in an incredibly sexy high pitched grunt. I drove my cock into her as deep as it would go and felt her pussy convulsing around me. She began to catch her breath just as I flexed my dick inside her slowly while watching her face. I could tell she hadn’t experienced this sensation before when she gasped and stared into my eyes, then started shaking almost violently as she immediately came again. Her orgasm continued for a few minutes, and I continued to flex myself inside her through the whole thing, starting to take slow thrusts while staying as deep as possible. When it seemed she had recovered I started to pick up the pace. That’s when she just started repeating “Oh my god” over and over.
I looked down at her and grinned. I knew she was mine now. She was so dripping wet, my cock was sliding inside her easily as I broke our kiss to prop myself up on my fists and began to pound myself into her. Her moans now much louder to accompany the hard slapping sound of my body slamming into hers. I worked my core as I gave it to her fast and hard, pausing only for a second to pull both her knees up and hold them near her chest. The new angle allowed me to go deeper, eliciting another joint moan from us as I stopped to grind myself inside her deeply, savoring the new sensation from the angle before continuing my work. She widened her legs and reached between them to hold onto my waist, helping to pull me inside her with every thrust. She then began dragging her fingernails all over my body, flashing an incredibly sexy smile up at me and occasionally biting her lip. She was clearly loving every second of this and so was I. I couldn’t take not being pressed fully against her anymore and dove back down to gently rest my body on top of hers while continuing to thrust hard and fast. I slid my forearms underneath her back and curled my hands onto her shoulders. Now in one fluid motion I could pull her body down while thrusting into her. She was so light that it felt like she was basically a toy that I was tossing around and using for my own pleasure. The “oh my god” comments started again, as I felt her next orgasm come quickly and almost unexpectedly. She gripped my arms tightly digging into the skin with her fingernails and letting out a long satisfied moan. I pulled out of her, my dick was throbbing from keeping my orgasm at bay. I knew I could finish at any time now that she was satisfied, but I needed to do something first. She’s the only girl I felt like I could make this happen with. I had to try it.
“How was that?” I asked her, as she caught her breath. “So good..” she breathed at me. She seemed to think it was over, and asked me if I had came. I shook my head no and smiled. “I wanna try something” I told her. Her face dropped, and she stared at me. “I don’t do butt stuff” she said firmly. I chuckled. “No, nothing like that. Come here.” I stood up, my dick literally dripping with her juices. I helped her up to her feet. I could tell she was a little wobbly, partly from the booze and partly from the reaming she just took. She nervously smiled at me wondering what weird shit she was about to encounter. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her tightly to me, kissing her lips and diving my tongue into her mouth. I put one hand behind her head and another around the small of her back, turned, and quickly moved her against the wall. My hand behind her head prevented her from hitting it on the hard surface but the move surprised her enough that it elicited a small gasp. She looked up at me with questioning eyes. “Wrap your arms around my neck and hold on tight” I ordered her. As she did so, I leaned down and slipped my arms underneath her legs, cradling under each knee in the crook of my elbow and squeezing her ass with my hands. I easily picked her up. “Ooooohh…” She said in a low tone. “So strong..” she whispered in a teasing voice. I leaned my chest against her to help press her against the wall. I found her entrance with the tip of my cock, and gently lowered her onto it.
With her legs spread wide and knees held high, and no cushion to soften the sensation of my dick pressing into her, there was nowhere for her to go but to take it. I started off slow, trying not to slam into her too hard. But her tone of voice had changed from sexy moaning to almost angry grunts and insatiable commands to fuck her harder and beat her pussy up. I happily obliged and tried hard to fuck her as punishingly as possible. I slammed my hips and pubic bone into hers, feeling my dick swell as my orgasm got closer. Involuntarily my cock twitched with each thrust. I kissed her hard, pressing her head against the wall and driving my thick shaft into her relentlessly. I broke our kiss and told her I was going to cum soon. She clenched her teeth together and tensed her body, and then started demanding that I cum inside her. It wasn’t an option or a choice, she made clear. I was going to spill everything I had inside her and she wanted to feel every last sensation of it. I felt her pussy grip me harder than ever making it difficult to continue thrusting quickly. My knees started to shake and lose strength as I pushed my cock into her several more times, fighting through the tightness around my pulsing member. I leaned my forehead against hers and felt myself erupt deep inside her wet spasming walls. I exhaled and moaned in her face as she moaned right back. It felt like she was cumming too, I wasn’t sure. I was too busy seeing stars.
We were both covered in sweat. I caught my breath slowly, feeling the last pulses of cum shoot deep inside this beautiful girl I had wanted for so long. She caught hers as well and we both seemed to come back to reality. I carefully set her legs back on the floor and slipped my dick down and out of her, dripping even more with our combined cum. She took a wobbly side-step toward the bed and collapsed onto it, giggling. I quickly found a towel and helped her clean up a bit, taking the opportunity to massage her pussy for just a few seconds before laying down behind her and wrapping my arm around her waist. “You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do this” I said into her ear as I snuggled up behind her, my dick still very thick and now pressed firmly against her smooth ass. “What, me or the wall thing?” She asked. “Both” I smiled, kissing her earlobe. “But mostly you. I’ve wanted you for so long..” “Was it everything you could have hoped?” She said in a sleepy tone, I could tell she was tired and we’d soon be asleep. “God. Yes.” I said in a firmly. I heard her smile. “I’ve never had sex that passionate before..” She admitted. I started to drag my fingernails up and down her arms, side and legs. “If you want… We could maybe make this a regular thing. I had a lot of fun tonight.” I said, not wanting to be cheesy and ask her to be my girlfriend after just having sex for the first time. “That would be amazing” she said, burying her back into me a little bit and squeezing my arm around her waist. We drifted off to sleep together for the first time, but certainly not the last.
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