Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Romantic, Cheating, First, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Petting, School, .
Desc: Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Everyone says you never forget your first love. For Robert Pryce it was the best time of his life. But with a rocky marriage and a miserable sex life, his memories of his first love haunt him on a daily basis. What can he do to calm the madness that is slowly building up inside of him.
"It's time to get up honey," I said as I turned off the alarm clock.
My wife rolled over in bed and squeezed me tight.
"I love you Rob," she said softly.
"I love you too, Jenna," I said.
"Make love to me this morning?" she said.
"Sure," I said.
I reached down between her legs and started to play with her womanhood. She was extremely dry. I put my fingers in my mouth to get a little spit on them and tried again. I then began to kiss her but she kept pulling away from my lips leaving me to kiss her neck. I knew better than to play with her breasts because they were always so tender. I hit her clitoris with my fingers and she nearly jumped out of the bed.
"Oww, that hurts," she exclaimed. "Go higher."
I went a little higher and it soon became evident to both of us that she wasn't going to get wet this morning.
"Just put on the lubricant and get on top of me," she said.
Standard operating procedure. Still, I was getting sex so who was I to complain?
I put some KY lubricant on my hardness and climbed on top of her.
"Be careful," she warned.
I just nodded.
I looked into her luscious green eyes. It was those eyes I had fallen in love with seven years ago when I first met her. She averted her gaze from me.
I put my hands on her ass and slowly entered her.
"Shit!" she screamed. "Go slower."
I stroked her slowly and evenly, trying not to hurt her. As I did I leaned down and tried to kiss her. She kissed me chastely and turned her head. I then kissed her graceful neck. She moaned softly.
"That feels good, baby," she gasped.
I picked up the pace a little, encouraged by her words.
"Are you almost there?" she said.
"I am getting dry," she said evenly.
Finally I felt my release coming. I stroked a few more times and pulled out and came on her tummy. She was on the pill but she wanted to make extra sure she didn't get pregnant.
"Eww, get it off! Get it off!" she shrieked.
I reached under the bed for a towel and wiped her off. After cleaning her off I lay back down next to her and I took her in my arms and squeezed her.
"That was so wonderful baby," said Jenna.
I knew it was a lie. It was always a lie. She didn't enjoy sex. She hadn't since we were married. She let me have my sex twice a month to make me happy though, or so she thought.
"I gotta get ready for work," said Jenna pushing me away and climbing out of bed. She headed right for the shower. I flipped on the TV to watch the news.
I always felt so melancholy after we had sex. It was supposed to be a good experience but for me it hadn't been since I met Jenna. I married Jenna without having had sex with her. I fell completely in love with all of her other qualities that I figured the sex would fall right into place on the wedding night. The problem was that the wedding night didn't have any sex. She was too tired. On our honeymoon she was too seasick on our cruise to even think about it. Finally a few days after our honeymoon, I took her virginity. I will be honest with you, it was some of the worst sex I ever had.
I held out though thinking that things would get better and I could teach her. No such luck.
Every other aspect of our marriage was awesome. She treated me like a king and I treated her like a queen. She honestly put up with more crap from me than all of my past girlfriends combined and she did it with love in her heart. She loved me, I had no doubt of that. I loved her too. It was just that I wanted more.
Jenna came out of the bathroom still naked and dripping and toweling off her hair. I admired her still sexy body. She might have been in her early thirties but she looked like she was still a teenager. Her breasts were the only thing that gave her age away. Because they were so big they had began to sag more and more as the years passed. Still she was beautiful.
"Hey handsome," she said. "I am going to book those tickets for your trip to California in March today. I will just put them on the charge card."
"Thanks Chiquita," I said. She was letting me go off alone for a computer convention in March. Most wives would never let their husbands get away with that. It was one of the reasons I loved her so much.
"What do you want for breakfast?" she asked.
"Usual. Eggs and bacon."
"Ok, I will have them ready when you are done," she said.
I climbed into the shower and let the water run over me. I started to daydream of a happier time in my life. It was 1987 and I was a sophomore at the University of Wisconsin-Whitewater. That was when I found my first true love.
I guess the best term to describe me up to that point in 1987 was a certifiable nerd. I didn't wear the pocket protectors or the thick-rimmed glasses. I just wasn't popular. I wasn't strong. I was poor at athletics. I had a bad case of acne. Even though I didn't wear thick- rimmed glasses, I still wore ugly glasses.
Everything changed the summer after my freshman year of college. During my freshman year I enlisted in the United States Army Reserve. That summer I was sent off to basic training to learn how to become a soldier. I entered Fort Knox a pimply-faced scrawny nerd and left a lean muscular man. Soon after I ditched the glasses and got contacts. It was a complete transformation.
I also gained another important skill courtesy of Uncle Sam. I learned self-confidence. It was this self-confidence that allowed me to even work up the courage to talk to my first true love that fateful October evening.
That day had started out quite odd. A friend of mine from the last school year had decided to pay me a visit. His name was Brian. Brian was a nerd just like I was last year. Brian found comfort, like I had last year in the Campus Crusade for Christ. Both of us had become born again Christians with a group of people all to willing to be friends to us. The difference was that I saw through the cult-like framework of the school club. He didn't.
I let Brian into my dorm room after exchanging pleasantries at the door.
"How are you doing Rob," said Brian with a concerned look on his face.
"I'm doing pretty good," I replied. I was starting to think of ways to get him out of my room without hurting his feelings.
"I see you have joined a fraternity," said Brian. I realized he had seen my pledge pin on my shirt.
"Yes, I pledged Delta Phi Sigma last month," I said evenly, knowing where he was going with this.
"God doesn't look on those organizations with favor," he said with a friendly smile.
"Listen Brian. If you came here to preach..."
"No... sorry... I..."
"Brian, I got out of that stuff last year."
"Rob, I am sorry. I didn't come here to preach. I came here to talk to an old friend."
"Why don't you have a seat then?" I said gesturing to my roommate's desk chair.
Brian sat down and gave me a goofy smile. Brian was actually a pretty nice guy even without the cult. He had an uncanny sense of humor that endeared many of the Campus Crusaders to him.
"You really look different," said Brian.
"I joined the Army Reserve. Best thing I could have done. I also started ROTC this semester too."
"Sounds like you have a full plate," said Brian.
"You could say that," I countered, smiling.
"Listen, if you aren't busy tonight, we are having a small party over at Goodhue Hall tonight. Might be nice for you to see some of the people again."
"Sure," I said automatically. To this day I don't know why I agreed to go. I knew that they were going to preach to me. I knew that there wouldn't be beer there or good music. I wondered if fate hadn't guided me that day.
Brian and I chatted a little while longer and then he gave me the room number in Goodhue stating that it was one of the new freshman girls that was having the party. He even joked that they had the RA's permission so I wouldn't have to worry about getting in trouble at the party. Like a group of fundamentalist Christians could cause problems in a school dormitory.
I spent the rest of the day wondering what the hell I was thinking when I agreed to go to that party. It was Thursday night and my fraternity always had a Thursday night party. It wasn't a mandatory party for pledges, but I still would rather be at the house than at some Christian party. Something in my conscious told me not to snub my friend Brian. Sure he was a whacked out dweeb, but then again so was I last year.
At seven o-clock I threw on a t-shirt and a pair of jeans. I normally wore collared shirts on campus as a rule, however, I also knew that if I wore a collared shirt that I would also have to wear my pledge pin and I really didn't want any trouble at the party. I then made the short walk over to Goodhue. It was unseasonably warm that evening. Indian summer had come to Wisconsin. The weather seemed to calm my spirits a bit before entering Goodhue and actually put a smile on my face when I knocked on the door where the party was being held.
A frumpy blonde girl I had never met answered the door.
"Can I help you?" said the girl.
"Brian Thompson invited me to a party being held here. Do I have the right room?"
"Sure do, come on in. My name is Trisha."
I offered my hand to her. "Hi, I am Rob."
I walked into her room and recognized many of the people sitting around the room.
"Hi Rob," said Bob Arholt, another of my friends from last year. "How have you been?"
"Not too bad," I said. "How about you?"
"Really good," said Bob. "The Lord has provided well for me."
"You really look different," said Cindy Haversley, another former friend of mine.
"I joined the Reserves. Went through boot camp over the summer," I said.
Several people nodded and gave me their congratulations.
A girl I had never met came up to me.
"Would you like something to drink?" said the girl.
She was gorgeous. She was short, thin, and had a firm athletic build. Her soft, but angular face was framed with curly red hair that went down to the middle of her back.
"Sure, I'll have a beer," I said automatically.
The girl chuckled. "How about a soda instead?"
"Oh yeah, forgot," I mumbled.
The girl crossed the room and went into a small cooler and pulled me out a Coke. When she returned she smiled and gave me the soda.
"My name is Nikki," she said offering her hand. "I am Trisha's roommate.
I took her hand and shook it reveling in its softness. "Rob... my name is Rob."
She then leaned over to whisper in my ear. I could smell the sweet fragrance of roses on her.
"I can tell you aren't one of them," she whispered. "I'm not one either."
Suddenly I felt like I could be interested in this pretty girl.
For the next hour everyone sat around in a circle chatting about different church related things. I was really starting to think of leaving but then I would glance at the redhead across the circle and I would change my mind.
"Why don't we play Pictionary," said Trisha. Everyone else mumbled agreement and then she went into her closet and pulled out the game.
"Everyone pick out a partner," said Trisha.
I didn't even have to look for one. Nikki grabbed my arm.
"I want to be your partner," she said with a wink.
"That's fine with me," I said giving her a smile.
During the entire game she flirted with me shamelessly. She didn't care about the audience. After winning a game she would give me a hug. After a good clue she would put her arm around me. I was enjoying the attention but I wasn't too sure if it meant anything.
After the Pictionary game the party wound down and people began to leave. I wanted to leave but Nikki's presence kept me there.
Suddenly it was just Brian, Nikki, Trisha and I.
"I guess I should be heading back," I said.
"Can I walk you back to your room?" said Nikki. She then blushed.
"How would you get back safely if you walk me to my room?" I said.
"I guess you would have to walk me back," said Nikki, a bit flustered. She threw on a sweatshirt and stood out in the hallway.
I said goodbye and thanked Brian and Trisha and joined Nikki in the hallway. Nikki took my hand into hers and led me down the hallway.
"Can we just go for a walk around the campus?" she said.
"Yeah, that's fine," I said, trying to conceal the excitement in my voice.
"How did you get invited to the party?" she asked.
"I was one of them last year," I said.
"I don't believe it," she said. "Those guys are mostly social misfits."
I stopped walking and turned her to face me. "I was one of those misfits last year. For you to notice the change is a huge compliment. Thank you."
Nikki looked into my eyes and squinted a little bit as if she was concentrating on something. Then she smiled and we started walking again.
"So are you a freshman?" I asked next.
"Yes, I am majoring in Finance."
"Sophomore, Poly Sci."
"Wow, you are a rare breed; someone that isn't a business or education major."
I chuckled and nodded. "What do you say too walking down to the library and back?"
"I would like that," she said quietly. I looked over at her and she was smiling.
"Where are you from?" I asked her.
"Really? That's where I am from."
"Where did you go to high school?" asked Nikki.
"North. You must have gone to South."
We got to the road dividing the academic buildings from the dormitories and waited for traffic to clear enough to cross. I grabbed her hand tightly and then crossed the street.
"Are you also in the ROTC?" asked Nikki once we crossed the road.
"Why do you ask that?"
"Well being in the Reserves and everything, I would assume you would want to be an officer or something like that, right?"
"Yeah, something like that," I said.
"I would love to see you in uniform sometime."
"Well you will get your wish on Tuesday if you see me, "I replied. "That is the day we have to wear our uniforms on campus for ROTC."
"Would you like to see me on Tuesday?" she asked with a coy grin on her face.
"Are you asking me out on a date?" I joked.
She nodded then blushed.
"I would like to but..."
"You have a girlfriend already, don't you?"
"You don't like me?"
"Will you let me finish?" I yelled. I realized what I did and gave a nervous chuckle. "I was going to tell you that next week is hell week for my fraternity so I will be otherwise engaged during the evening all week."
"How about lunch then," said Nikki giggling.
"That I would like, but do we have to wait till then?"
"No, unfortunately I am going home this weekend for Reserves, "I said.
"Sunday night for dinner?"
"You got yourself a date, and I will pick you up," I said. I wanted to leave with some of my male ego intact after she had asked me out.
After making our date plans we had made it all the way down the campus mall to the library. We turned around and started walking back. It couldn't have been a more perfect night for a romantic stroll with a warm evening, a full moon, and a lovely woman by my side. The clock chime went off at Carlson Hall telling the world that it was ten in the evening.
"So what frat are you pledging?" she asked.
"Delta Phi Sigma," I said.
"I heard they have really awesome parties," she gushed.
"Yeah, they aren't too bad. Maybe you could come to the party we're having next weekend after us pledges finally become members?"
"I'm supposed to go home that weekend, "said Nikki. "I will see if I can move things around though."
"It will be a lot of fun," I said enthusiastically.
"I cannot believe I am going to be dating a frat guy," she said with a giggle.
"Hey, it isn't a frat. It is a fraternity. Would you call your country a cunt?"
The words were out of my mouth quicker than I could stop them. My heart stopped and I turned bright red. That was a joke normally shared among the guys in the fraternity. Nikki started to chuckle and my heart started to beat again.
"Sorry about that," I said.
"I don't have virgin ears," she said holding her hands to her ears and giggling.
We talked more about school and got on the subject of the professors. She had a few professors I had last year so we had a lot to talk about. Before we knew it we were back at Goodhue Hall.
"I think I will let you off here," I said. "Thank you for a wonderful walk."
"Thank you for a wonderful evening. I was expecting the worst and you made it the best," said Nikki.
Nikki took me into her arms and then stood on her tippy-toes and gave me a smoldering kiss. Before I had a chance to respond she was heading for the door.
"Give me a call and we will set something up for Sunday," said Nikki. She blew me a kiss and then disappeared into her building.
The water in my shower had run cold from all of my daydreaming. I got out and toweled off.
"Honey your breakfast is ready," shouted my wife from the kitchen.
"Be right out," I said.
With all the time I had spent in the shower I didn't have time to shave or anything else. Luckily it was Friday and at my job that was a casual day. I threw on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts and came out for breakfast.
"I'm going to be home late tonight," said Jenna putting a plate of eggs and bacon down in front of me at the dining room table.
"I have an appointment with my therapist this evening," she said.
Wonderful, I thought. That was the same damned therapist that told her that all of our sexual problems were my fault. She had told Jenna that my expectations were too high of her. She told Jenna that my wanting to give her oral sex was unreasonable and the fact that she wouldn't give me oral sex was just something I would have to live with. I was supposed to be happy getting a passionless missionary position fuck twice a month.
"I will make dinner then," I said, masking my true feelings for the situation.
Jenna walked back into the kitchen leaving me back to my thoughts earlier. I was much happier when I was in college, I thought. Then I remembered my first date with Nikki. God, she was wonderful. I slipped into daydreaming again, thinking of how wonderful of an experience that had been.
The day after the party I was getting set to leave for Reserves. I decided to make my call to Nikki before I left. That was when I realized to my horror that I had forgotten to get her number. I was pretty resourceful and after a little detective work I managed to dig it up out of the student directory. I didn't know her last name but I knew her roommate's last name.
I looked at the phone for a few minutes trying to build the courage necessary to dial her number. Several thoughts went through my head at once. What if she really didn't like me and that was why she didn't give me her number? What if she changed her mind about me? I thought there was no way she was going to agree to see me on Sunday.
I picked up the phone and dialed her number. She picked up on the first ring.
"Is this Nikki?"
"This is Rob."
"Oh my God, I thought you would never call! I forgot to give you my number and I was so worried I would never see you again."
She obviously wasn't as resourceful as I was.
"Are we still on for Sunday night?" I asked.
"God yes!" she said. I could almost hear her blushing on the other side of the phone.
"I will be back around seven. If you want to go out with me in my uniform we can meet right at seven. If you want me clean and presentable I am afraid you will have to wait until eight."
"I will wait till eight," she said solemnly.
"I was thinking of going to the Down Under." The Down Under was a small restaurant located in the University Center. It was in the basement, thus the name.
"I would love that," she said softly over the phone.
We talked for another half hour on the phone about our plans for the weekend. She managed to drill me on what I did in the Reserves. I learned that she was spending the weekend studying.
"Well, I gotta get going," I finally said when I realized I was going to be late getting home. I promised my parents I would spend some time with them when I got back.
"I did nothing today but think about you, "she said.
"Same here. I thought about you all day," I said.
"You have a great weekend," said Nikki. I thought I could hear her crying.
"You too Nikki. I am looking forward to Sunday."
With that I hung up the phone. I wrote down her number on a piece of paper and then pocketed it. Then I headed out the door.
I got into my 1971 Buick Skylark and headed out of Whitewater and off to home in Waukesha. It wasn't all that long of a drive. If I was speeding I could make the drive in less than an hour.
I was thinking of Nikki the entire way home. I didn't have a lot of experience when it came to girls. I dated one girl casually last year only to find out that she had a boyfriend already and that she was just using me for companionship. It definitely soured me of any future dating for a while after that. Even though I was the "new, improved me" I still hadn't met any girls since my transformation, well until Nikki. I was excited for what the future held.
When I got home my parents could see the change in my attitude immediately. I wasn't home more than five minutes when my mom asked me, "Who is she?"
I told her how we had met including all the details of what kind of party it was. She got a good laugh out of it. She had a lot of problems with my joining the Campus Crusade for Christ last year and was happy I had changed.
The rest of the evening my dad and I shot the shit about my upcoming Reserve weekend and what had been going on in ROTC. My dad wanted to be in the Navy ROTC program at Purdue University when he was going there but he had high blood pressure so he was denied entry. He lived vicariously through my adventures because he had missed out on his dreams of military service.
Weekend drill rarely measured up to the excitement I looked forward to when I enlisted. Most of the unit was made up of old noncoms who didn't give a fuck anymore and college students like me who were there for the educational benefits. My unit's mission was to train draftees in the event of war. Our unit would be providing what was called One Station Unit Training (OSUT). The draftees would go through their basic and advanced training on tanks and then be ready for the battle field.
Because our unit only had two tanks to train on there wasn't much to do. All of us college students usually had plenty of time to study and the crusty noncoms usually hung around and told war stories and drank copious amounts of coffee. This of course left me with plenty of time to think about Nikki.
I thought about how easily I could talk to her. I had always had difficulty talking with women. Even when I was dating the one girl the year before I had trouble even talking to her. With Nikki it was all natural. The words just came out as easy as could be.
I realized that I couldn't wait until Sunday night when I could see her again. Part of me was so excited to see her again and another part of me kept worrying that I would somehow fuck all of this up or that Nikki would lose interest in me. I hadn't had a beautiful girl take interest in me before so it was nearly impossible believing this was reality.
After two days of basically doing nothing but ruminating over the situation with Nikki I was raring to make the drive back to Whitewater.
It was the longest drive there I had ever had. Each mile seemed longer than on previous trips. I stopped at the store to get her a couple of roses before returning to my dorm. I managed to make it back to my dorm by six-thirty. That gave me plenty of time to get out of uniform, shower, and put on a white dress shirt and a pair of khaki pants. I threw on some cologne for good measure and spent another 45 minutes nervously pacing in my room before it was time to go.
On the walk over to Goodhue Hall I felt like a convict on his last walk to the death house. My heart was racing, I felt a sweat building, and I was shaking like a leaf. When I got to her room I waited for a minute to try and calm down before knocking on the door.
Finally I got the courage to knock.
Nikki answered the door wearing a nice, but casual red dress. She looked nothing short of stunning.
"Just a minute," she said, leaving me in the hall.
Nikki returned with a matching red sweater on. She closed the door behind her and then wrapped her arms around me giving me a big hug that melted all of my nervousness away. She then gave me a quick kiss on the lips and released me.
"I was really looking forward to this," she said softly.
"Me too," I said offering her the roses.
"Oh that is beautiful," she said. "I should go put these in some water.
"Don't bother. I want you to take them with you," I said. "You can enjoy their beauty while I enjoy yours."
Nikki blushed and then kissed me softly on the lips. "I already have you to look at," she said with a smile that melted my heart.
I offered Nikki my arm and we headed off to the Down Under. The place was basically dead. It was every Sunday night. Most students hadn't made it back to town yet and those that did were sleeping off all the alcohol for the weekend already.
We ordered some burgers and fries and had them take points off of our meal cards instead of paying cash for them.
"So how was your weekend playing Army?" asked Nikki.
"Boring. Always is. I thought of you the entire time."
"Well I couldn't study because I was thinking about you," she said.
I reached across the table and took her hand into mine.
"You are so beautiful," I said.
Nikki blushed and then kissed my hand.
"I am going to be honest with you," she said. "I am never as forward with guys as I was with you at the party. There is just something about you."
"Same here," I said. "Normally when I talk to girls I am tripping all over my tongue. You are so easy for me to talk to."
"I am surprised that someone as handsome as you isn't already dating someone."
It was my turn to blush. "I don't have a lot of experience with dating and the experience I do have is of the crash and burn variety. I should say the same thing about you."
"I was dating someone before I came to school. We broke up because he ended up going to UCLA and I came here. I guess you are the first one that I have had the courage to date since."
Wonderful, I thought. This girl is going to have a ton of emotional baggage over that relationship that I would have to deal with.
"Listen Rob, I am not still hung up on him if you are worried about it."
I didn't know my concern was so obvious.
Nikki slid her chair next to mine and gave me a fiery kiss. I returned her kiss with some tongue and she responded with a vengeance. We didn't break our kiss until a waiter cleared his throat and dropped off our food. We were both red as a tomato.
Nikki moved her chair over a bit while we ate so she could look into my eyes. I looked into hers too and noticed for the first time how pretty they were. They were an aqua blue, as blue as the Caribbean shallows.
Nikki blushed for a minute and then looked away from me.
"Is there something wrong?" I asked, worried I had done something wrong.
Nikki giggled and then looked at me. "I wanted to ask you something and I am afraid to ask."
"Because you will think I am being too forward."
"Is your roommate going to be in tonight?" she asked.
I shook my head. Was she asking what I thought she was asking? Was I finally going to lose my virginity?
"I thought maybe we could spend some time at your place getting to know one another better," she said.
My cock sprung to attention. Getting to know one another usually meant sex, or at least that is what I had heard.
"I think that would be a wonderful idea," I stammered.
"All I ask is that we don't go all the way," said Nikki quickly. "Not tonight."
I should have been crushed. My cock was crushed but I wasn't. Something inside of me told me it would be better to wait for now.
"That is fine," I said. "I have a confession to make first though."
"I don't have a lot of experience with women. The most I ever have done is kiss."
"That's ok," she said smiling at me. "I will help you fill in the blanks."
This girl is wonderful, I thought.
We finished our food and quickly departed. I think we were both anxious for what was to come. When we walked outside the University Center into the unseasonably warm October evening, we both changed our minds about rushing. We never communicated it by words, we both just knew. The evening was just romantic like our walk the Thursday before.
I took Nikki's hand into mine and we slowly walked down the campus mall to the part of campus where the dorms were. Not a word was exchanged between us. Our only communication was the occasional glance at one another and a loving smile.
I opened the door for her when we got to Fischer Hall. Once inside the building our sense of urgency returned. We flew up the stairs to the second floor and down the hallway. I quickly keyed in the combination for the door and we both hurried into the room slamming the door behind us.
We kissed with a hunger that had built since we had met. Slowly our kisses became more slow and passionate. I rubbed my hands across her back, afraid to do anything else with them. Nikki ran her hands up my chest and unbuttoned a few buttons on my shirt. I felt an electricity go through my body like nothing I had ever felt as she slid her hands over my bare chest, tracing my muscles with her fingertips.
Nikki broke off her kiss and looked at me. I saw raw desire in her eyes.
"I am going to make this easy on you Rob," said Nikki. "Anything goes as long as you don't put your thing in me."
I nodded, too nervous to talk.
Nikki pulled her hands out of my shirt and reached down and lifted her dress over her head and then tossed it on the floor behind her. She was wearing a red lace bra and matching red lace panties with dark panty hose strapped to the panties.
"I will let you take off the rest," said Nikki with a wink. She then started kissing me again and unbuttoning the rest of my shirt.
I didn't know what to do. I had never gotten this far with a woman before. I put my hands over Nikki's bra clad breasts and squeezed them, which elicited a moan from Nikki into my mouth as we continued our kiss.
Nikki forced my hands away from her breasts as she worked my shirt off of my arms. It also broke our kiss which afforded me a quick look at her semi-naked body. She was a thing of beauty. Her skin was a smooth alabaster with a few freckles in the cleavage between her breasts. Her body was firm and athletic with graceful lines in all the right places. Her fiery red hair was brushed back revealing a long graceful neck and beautifully smooth shoulders.
I helped her get the shirt off and also unbuckled my belt for her because I figured it might be tricky for her.
"Hold on a moment," said Nikki softly. She sat down on my desk chair and unhooked her pantyhose and rolled then down her legs one at a time. Her legs were so smooth and sexy.
"I forgot I had worn those," she said. "Now where were we?"
"I was taking your bra off," I joked.
"I think that is about right," said Nikki as she leaned in for another kiss.
I reached behind her and started fumbling with the strap to her bra. No matter what I did I couldn't get it to come undone.
"Let me help you," said Nikki breaking our kiss. She turned around so I could see how the strap worked. I unclasped it and then she turned around shedding the bra in the process.
Her breasts were the first I had ever seen in person and they were a thing of beauty. They were about the size of oranges and pretty much the same shape too as they were firm with very little sag. Each was topped off by a quarter-sized dark pink areola and an almost red nipple.
"Can I touch them?" I asked.
"You know the ground rules," she said smiling at me.
I moved my hands over her breasts and gently squeezed them taking in their soft and spongy feel, slowly memorizing them.
"If you play with the nipples gently that feels really good for me," she said.
I took her nipples between my fingers and lightly squeezed them. Nikki sighed audibly from the attention.
I was in heaven.
I dropped to my knees and took one her nipples into my mouth and sucked on it.
"Oww, not so hard," said Nikki giggling at my efforts.
I sucked lightly and she emitted a low groan for my efforts.
When I was down there I pulled down on her panties and shoved them down to her ankles. I moved one hand between her thighs and felt for her womanhood as I continued giving her nipple some pleasure. I ran my hand over a patch of soft hair and knew I was close. I dropped my hand lower and found her dripping wet sex.
Nikki moaned softly as I inserted a finger into her, probing around and exploring this new territory. I began to smell a pungent, yet intoxicating odor emanating from her. I continued to explore for a little bit until Nikki put her hands on my shoulders and made a motion for me to stand.
I stood up and looked down into her eyes. They were filled with desire, wanton lust. She then reached down and unbuttoned my pants and then unzipped the zipper. She hooked her thumbs inside the waistband of my pants and she pushed them around my ankles. My manhood was rock solid and out in the open for her to see. I suddenly felt a rush of embarrassment come over me. As quickly as the embarrassment came, however, it was gone as she took my cock in her hand and slowly stroked it.
Nikki got into a fit of giggles as I tried to get my pants off. My shoes were still on so I was trying to work off the shoes and then the pants; all of this while her soft hand was wrapped around my cock.
Suddenly Nikki stopped giggling and she just stared at me. "God, are you handsome."
"And you are beautiful," I mouthed, no sound coming out. I had gotten my first look at the patch of hair between her legs. It was bright red like her hair and trimmed in a small triangle over her sex.
I ran my hands up and down the sides of her body, again slowly memorizing every bit of her. Nikki slowly stroked my hardness in her hand. I then moved a hand up to her face and softly caressed it. Nikki stroked a little faster and I could feel pressure building up inside of me.
"Nikki, I am gonna explode if you keep that up," I grunted.
"Just let it happen baby."
And it did happen. My body shook as a wave of erotic pleasure washed over my body and then a feeling of relief overcame me as I shot my cum all over Nikki. If I wasn't feeling so good after my first female induced orgasm I would have been mortified for messing up Nikki like I had.
"You got an old towel?" said Nikki giggling.
I grunted and went off in search of a towel, my legs barely able to keep me up. I went into my closet and dug out a towel and then looked at Nikki again. She looked so beautiful with my white seed dripping down her breasts and her tummy.
I walked over to her and I carefully wiped my cum off of her. I took great pains to make sure she was all cleaned off.
"I think we should keep that towel handy," she said, giggling.
"I am sorry I made such a mess," I said sheepishly.
"Don't worry about it," said Nikki. "You want to lay it bed for awhile?"
I helped Nikki into the loft and got my first good look at her ass and then her pink flowery womanhood. I then climbed up into the loft, already hard because of the view. I grabbed her into my arms and kissed her passionately.
Nikki wrapped her arms around me and used one hand to stroke my hair while the other hand wandered over my back.
"Is your roommate coming back at all tonight?" asked Nikki.
I chuckled. "My roommate is never here unless his parents come up. That is why he has some stuff here. He lives with his fiancé over in Weller."
"Would you mind if I spent the night?" asked Nikki with a demure grin.
"I would love it," I said with a widening grin. "Does this still mean I have to behave myself?"
"Yes," said Nikki. "For tonight at least. Past that is negotiable."
Nikki and I played for hours. She taught me the finer points of her anatomy and then she used her hands to get me off another couple of times.
Afterwards we fell asleep blissfully in one another's arms.