Growing up, you have a lot of crushes. But there’s always that one girl who stands out above all the others. You know the one. The girl who you can’t get out of your head. Whether it’s bad timing, a friendship too close to ruin, or just no one being honest about their feelings, for whatever reason things just don’t happen as they should.
For me, it was a family friend who I’d known for years. We were always close, and had a connection that never really faded, even if we spent significant time apart. Each time our families would catch up, we’d eventually separate from everyone, just spending hours talking, and enjoying each others company. She’d tell me about her latest dancing adventures, all the effort she put in, practicing diligently to nail her latest routines. And I’d just tell her about my life. She was one of the only people I could be truly honest with, so no matter how much time we shared it never really felt like enough.
There was a brief moment just before our first year of college that I thought something might happen. School had just finished, so we both had more free time and freedom after turning 18, and started hanging out without our parents organising it. The first time this happened, she came over to mine. Without the distraction of other people, we just hung out in my bedroom. This was the first time I’d seen her in yoga pants. It took me by surprise, and honestly, I couldn’t help but just take her in.
She was a petite girl, with glossy black hair, naturally streaked by the sun’s rays. Bubbly, and ditzy, there wasn’t anything that I didn’t like about her. Whilst I’d seen her in other outfits before, today I couldn’t help but notice how great her skinny frame looked. There was a difference in her as well. She was more open, looking at me a little longer, letting her hand rest on me when she was speaking a couple of times. Each time her soft hand landed on me, all I could think about was what I would do if we weren’t just friends. But we’d had such a long history, that I couldn’t just make a move then and there. It would be too weird. No matter how much I had a crush on her. No matter how much sexual tension I was feeling. So I just let it go. And just talked to her. Engaging her completely. It was absolutely magnetic.
That evening, she left far later than I had anticipated. But as soon as she did, I rushed back into my room. Thoughts of her just flowing through me, as I felt my dick growing in my hand. With each stroke, I was channelling the energy I felt from her. Each little glance, each touch of her bare skin. Her yoga pants barely hiding anything, as I imagined her naked. My cock was absolutely throbbing, and couldn’t wait any more; the day was long enough. All I was thinking about was her naked, and that was all I needed. I came hard, cum erupting out of my cock. The proceeding days were much the same, completely caught up in the thought of her. It didn’t matter if I was in the shower, about to go to sleep, just woke up, or idly chilling at home; my cock was hard, and I couldn’t stop thinking about her.
Before I knew it, it was orientation week. I was getting ready for college, and there was no more time in my schedule to see her. We messaged a little bit, but it wasn’t any different to usual. We were both going to the same college. It was about an hour away, but there was one big difference. I was living in a college dorm, and she decided to stay at home. When I asked her about it, she said that she didn’t like what she’d heard about college life, and it’d give her more time to study. I couldn’t see the benefit, personally.
As soon as I got to college, I was completely immersed in campus life. Time just got away from me, and it wasn’t long before the few days in between hangouts turned into months. I still had a massive crush on her, but there were other things keeping me preoccupied at college. Or, other people, to be more honest. Perhaps those stories are for another time, but regardless, I didn’t ever see her. Not once in the whole first year.
When I returned home, no longer a fresher, my parents were elated. They told me they wanted to give me a surprise. They were throwing me a little celebration, and just like old times, it would be both of our families catching up to celebrate us finishing our first year. I was excited to see her, and hoped we wouldn’t have lost any of our connection. That brings us to earlier today; the party.
It’s the middle of a warm May afternoon, and she arrived with her parents, to my family home. Yesterday was results day, and very quickly discussion turns to her, and just how well she did. I know she’s always been a hard worker, but getting a personal commendation from the Dean was still an impressive feat, even if everyone expected her to easily keep her 4.0 GPA. As everyone congratulated her, I saw her light up, and the crush I had completely encompass me again. Fuck, I’ve missed her.
As the night progressed, the drinks flowed, but this time we all stayed in a group. I sat across from her and looked for a few chances to break away as we usually did, but she didn’t reciprocate. As dinner was served, we all chatted together, getting progressively more drunk. Our parents, were all getting quite loose, but still my focus was on her. She’d never really drunk before, so it was refreshing to see her have a couple drinks. She looked cute with the flush on her cheeks, still keeping much of her innocence.
As dinner finished, we all decided to play some board games. My parents have bragging rights over their favourite, Articulate, and they’re terribly sore losers. I was paired with her, so that they could claim another win, or so they thought. With the way the table was positioned, she had to move next to me so that we could work together effectively. It was a tight fit, her chair squeezing in just next to mine. We were close together, sat side by side, and every now and then she’d accidentally lightly brush against me. After a couple drinks, I was already feeling the tension in my body, and tucked my chair in to make sure I could hide any trace of my desire.
Our first turn rolled around, and we went last. She decided she’d explain the words first. As she turned to face me, I was completely caught up in her again. Unable to stop myself from looking a little too deeply into her dark brown eyes, my mind was fettered with all the thoughts I’d had about her just before college. I could never forget those yoga pants.
As she started with her first explanation, I realised just how bright she was. She was always focused on her dancing, but her spark shone so luminously, as she made my job of guessing so much easier. We easily made the highest score of the round, and were quickly met with scorn and derision from our far too inebriated parents. As we celebrated this first little win, she put her hand on my arm, and gave me a high-five. The electricity of her touch really affected me, as my shorts slightly stiffened under the table.
I feel my body starting to relax into what I’m feeling, as several more turns pass. She slides her chair a little closer to me, and moves slowly toward my ear to whisper an idea for the next round. We’re almost about to win, with a commanding lead. Hardly able to concentrate on what she’s saying, I feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, with each of her soft words. As she pauses, her hand rests on my shoulder to support her, as I turn to whisper in her ear. I can’t help but exhale, releasing some tension, and then whisper the most coherent response I can muster. Her eyes widen, and a wry little smile darts across her lips, as she replies in kind.
Our turn comes around, and I have to explain. Just before I start, she looks up to me, giving me a questioning look. I realise she wants me to face her, like she did to me in the first round. I can’t really hide what I’m feeling, but I figure it’ll be more obvious anyway if I don’t move. No one else can really see, and hopefully she’ll be too preoccupied with the game to notice. Putting my full attention on the cards in front of me, we click easily, as again her gorgeous brown eyes are all over me. Like the first round, we easily get the highest score, just enough to get us over the line. As the timer stops, she yells out in celebration, wrapping her arms around me and holding me tightly as we claim victory over everyone else. Without thinking, I wrap my arms around her tightly, and lift her up a little off the ground. She looks at me, blushing, as I realise what I’m doing and let her down. She smiles coyly at me, and quickly moves back.
After our emphatic win, it’s clear the night’s starting to wrap up. Her parents are too drunk to drive home, and it’s agreed that they’ll stay over, and sleep in the upstairs guest room. That just leaves me and her downstairs. I agree that she can have my room, and I’ll just sleep on the couch. She seems surprised by my offer, but accepts nonetheless. As she wordlessly walks away, I make myself comfortable on the couch, settling in for a long night’s rest.
Half an hour passes. I can’t seem to get any sleep, and kind of need to use the bathroom. I stand up in a daze, my eyes tired from the long day. On my way toward the bathroom, I turn the corridor, and see the light on in my room. As I draw closer, it’s not just light, but something else. I can hear her moaning quietly, her voice so soft as each hit of pleasure slips out from her lips. I can feel my cock growing hard against my pants. I edge closer, each moan getting louder, as I push my ear right up against the door.
My hand moves down, and frees my cock, as I start stroking quickly, imagining myself taking her and making her moan. Balancing myself against the door with my free hand, I grunt under my breath, letting the tension out. Closing my eyes, and getting lost in the sensations, she starts moaning louder, and speaking softly in between. No, that can’t be. I swear she said my name. But she can’t have.
Pausing for a moment, I hear her again. She’s moaning out my name, and she sounds close to getting her release. Thinking back to earlier in the night, I can’t believe it. She hugged me tightly, but I had no idea she felt this way too. I start jerking off again. Precum is just oozing out of my cock now. I grunt out a little louder. I don’t care if she can hear me, I’m so fucking turned on. Her moans are so sexy, and she’s calling my name out, as she’s about to cum. Her little whimpers as she takes herself over the edge, are the hottest thing I’ve ever heard. I can’t help but moan myself, as I hear her cumming, I hope she can’t hear me, but I’m so close that I can’t stop now.
A couple seconds pass, as I don’t hear anything. As I tug on my cock another time, the door swings open, and there she is standing across from me. She’s in nothing but a shirt. Her hard nipples poking through, and her legs on full display. She looks at me, and down at my throbbing hard cock. After all that, this is how I find out she likes me. By her catching me masturbating over the sound of her moaning my name.
Pausing for a second, she stutters “W-w-what are you doing?”. I can see just how much she’s blushing, as she struggles to avert her eyes from my erect cock. I look up, meeting her eyes for a couple seconds. “What does it look like” I respond, not really sure what to say. She looks down momentarily, and then back up at me, “You heard me, didn’t you.” I feel my body reflexively tense, unable to hide the embarrassment I feel at getting caught. “I was just walking to the bathroom, and heard you” I say trying to collect myself. “I couldn’t help but overhear what was happening, and my body just took over.” She smiles coyly at me, noticing my honesty. “You heard everything, didn’t you.” She looks at me and then turns around to walk a couple steps back. I can’t help but stare at her ass, bouncing with each step she takes. “Can you blame me” I say, as I take a step forward, seeing how she’ll react.
She turns back, and looks at me. We’re a little further away now, but she’s just next to my bed. “So you couldn’t control yourself” she says, teasing me a little. “Well, yeah” I say pausing, not really wanting to say what’s on my mind. She looks at me quizzically, knowing I’m hiding something, as she holds the silence, expectantly waiting for me to say what I really mean. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you in those yoga pants. You know, the ones I saw you in just before I left to college.” She can’t hide the surprise on her face. “That was so long ago…” she says, but before she can finish I interject. “I know, but I’ve never stopped thinking about it, about you. Not really” I say honestly. “Even earlier tonight, you were all I could think about.” Unable to respond, she just looked at me, trying to really assess if I mean what I say.
Taking a step forward, I figure I may as well lay all my cards on the table. “That day, when I saw you, so many thoughts were running through my mind.” I gulp, feeling the tension rising in my body, my cock still at full mast. Our bodies are almost touching, as my speech slows, and voice deepens, our faces very close to each other. “When I saw you, I just wanted to rip your clothes off, and take you as mine.” With that she mutters “yeah?”, her voice trailing off and rising in pitch, wanting me to keep going. “Even today” I say, as my hand runs up and softly graces her neck, and then starts slowly running through her hair, “I just really wanted you.”
Without saying anything, she slowly raises her head, and holds my gaze, almost daring me to take it further. I smirk, and then start slowly moving in, slowly brushing her hair to the side, as I start sensually kissing her neck, enjoying each feeling of her soft skin against my lips. After a few little kisses, she moans out slightly, her arms wrapping themselves around me, holding me tightly into her. Kissing deeper, I move down towards her collarbone. Moving slowly off her, I hold my face in front of hers. Pausing, and making her wait, before I edge towards her. Without thinking, my head moves slowly to the side, as our lips collide in a slow deep kiss, which quickly erupts into us exploring each others bodies.
The friction of her shirt against mine, as we tightly embrace, and keep passionately kissing, is too much for me to bear. Letting go of her, I push my hands down and lift up my shirt, revealing my chiselled abs and torso. She double takes, as she realises I’ve put on a significant amount of muscle in the last year.
Her hands start running all over me, as she smiles in delight, making her way up my body. Once she’s had a bit of fun, I grab at her shirt, lifting it up slowly, my eyes transfixed on her gorgeous body. Her flat stomach, perfectly shaped by hours of dancing. As I lift her shirt up, I’m blown away by her perky tits, sitting atop her toned body. I don’t know where she hides them, but god her body is to die for.
Seeing her tits, there’s no way I can do anything but pay them my full attention. Picking her up, I place her on my bed on her back, as I let my weight fall on top of her. We’re touching skin to skin, the touch of her body sending more endorphins through me. Kissing down her collarbone, I enjoy the supple curves of her B-cup tits. Her nipples are already hard, but I have to take my time with her, I’m having too much fun. With each little suck and kiss, I see little goosebumps follow in sync. Making my way around her tits in a circular motion, my tongue edges ever closer to her hard nipples. She moans out, a little louder than before, as I caress every part of her boobs, without directly touching her nipples. Her hands dig into my back, pulling me closer, and showing me how much she needs me to give her what she craves. I keep going, and allow my hand to run up, and around her throat. Putting gradual pressure onto the sides of her neck, as my tongue touches her first nipple and she moans out again.
I can feel her body relaxing, and even just with some nipple stimulation, I can feel how close she is. She’s completely letting go, surrendering to what she’s feeling, as I keep teasing her and playing with her nipples, slowly getting rougher as she starts begging me to go harder. I’m sure she’s going to leave marks in my back, as I feel her nails digging in slightly, and I know she’s close.
Pulling up, I see her eyes widen, as she realises I’m going to deny her what she so desperately craves; at least for now. I let my full weight fall on her, as our lips touch again and we start kissing deeply. After a few more seconds, she pulls back slightly, and looks at me adoringly in the eye. “I…I’ve got something I need to tell you” she says. I just nod, wanting to let her say whatever she needs to. “I…I…” she stammers. It’s obviously hard for her to tell me this, but I think I know what she means. “You’ve never done this before, have you?” I say, as non-judgementally as possible. She blushes, and shakes her head. “No, I…I’m a virgin.” Hearing that, I can’t help but kiss her again, really enjoying her even more than before. Her hands run up my back and into my hair. Completely lost in what’s happening, I realise my throbbing cock is pressing up against her, my hips thrusting the tip of my cock just onto her swollen little pussy lips.
Feeling her juices, and my precum, as my cock pushes softly against her entrance, she’s barely able to keep her eyes open, thrusting her hips in time with mine, hoping that I’ll properly enter her. I bite her lip, as we keep kissing, as she lets out a few whimpers amongst her words. “Please…I really need you” she begs. Her little lips are soaking, and I’m entranced by the sound of our bodies colliding.
My hand runs back up into her hair, as I suck more on her neck. Going hard this time, wanting to leave a mark. She moans out in ecstasy at the pressure against her soft skin. Her hand pulling my hair, trying to see if I’ll resist her pressure. I keep sucking deeper on her neck, as my thrust my cock against her little lips a few more times, and then deliberately run it slowly upwards against her clit. “Fuck…” she moans out, “I really fucking need you” she says, as she moans out uncontrollably.
Barely able to control myself, I know I need to fuck her right now. Standing up, I grab her arms, and pull her onto her feet facing away from me. My hand runs up her leg, as I whisper in her ear. “I could never stop thinking about you dancing” I say, as I grab her leg, and push it up slowly. Without hesitating, she lifts her leg up into a vertical split, exposing her gorgeous little pussy just for me. Her hand holds her leg in a perfectly still pose, as I feel more precum ooze out of my cock.
All of the thoughts of my fantasies are coming to life, as I so badly crave to use her like this. Without waiting any longer, I move closer behind her, and slowly push my cock into her exposed little slit. Without breaking her pose, she moans out instantly. Her little pussy is so tight, and I feel the walls of her vagina tightly pressing against my hard cock, as I stretch her out with each inch I push into her.
Standing behind her, she can almost take all of me, as I feel my cock start to push against her limit. My hips move down slowly, as she moans out in beautiful agony, dismayed at feeling completely empty again. Without waiting, I thrust into her, starting shallow this time, as I feel her tight little hole start to accomodate my throbbing cock. Her juices are running down my shaft, as her sweet voice crescendos higher with each moan. I grab at her tits from behind, playing with them a little more roughly than before, as I start to lose control.
I’m just thrusting into her now, unable to hold back my desire. With each deeper thrust, I can hear her pussy edging towards what it craves, as she cums for the first time, her juices dripping down my hard member. Just stepping back slightly, I push my hand onto her back, and guide her body forward, so she’s bent down in front of me. Grabbing her hips, I thrust my hard cock into her again, building faster this time, unable to hold back as I grunt loudly. She can hear how much I’m enjoying it, as my cock pushes deeper into her, hitting against her cervix and making her cum again just minutes later.
Enjoying myself too much, I lay down on my bed, and instruct her to get on top of me. She turns away from me and bends down to suck my cock, as her hips sit just above my face, teasing me with her delicate little pussy. I can’t stand not having what I want, so I move her hips closer to me, and let my tongue run around her wet little pussy. She tastes delicious, as I lap up all of her juices. She moans out again, as my tongue teases her little lips, and then circles her clit a couple times. Her mouth is wrapped around my cock, taking as much of me as she can, as she gags a little, as her slobber drips all over my shaft. I keep eating her out, as I feel her pussy start to slowly convulse. She’s on the precipice of cumming again, as she lifts her head up from my cock, unable to concentrate on anything but my lips against her pussy. I pull back again, making her wait just a little longer, as my hands grab her ass. She grinds her hips down near my face, as I enjoy her taste one more time, my tongue sending her over the edge once more.
My cock feels like it’s going to erupt, and there’s no way I can wait much longer. I flip her around, and just get on top of her, sliding right into her soaking little slit. I’m thrusting hard into her, feeling my own orgasm building, as I can’t wait to get my release. Our faces are inches from each other, as I whisper “Tell me how bad you want my cum.” Her eyes roll back in her head, as she looks up at me. “Please, I really need you to cum in me” she begs. I’ve waited far too long for this, and just completely let go, my cock erupting cum deep into her pussy. With each spurt of cum, I thrust deeper, pushing against her cervix, wanting to cum as deeply inside of her as possible. Her little pussy convulses around my throbbing cock, as she cums with me, as I stay inside her to ensure she’s completely filled. Once I’m satisfied, I roll over next to her, and pull her in, happy to have her in my arms, as I think about what the rest of the night could entail.
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