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Jennifer’s Sexual Awakening (Chapter 2) - repost

12/13/2003

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2 The Date
2.1 Matchmaking
As the week went on, David found himself watching the girls
who passed through the dorm, and it was a while before he
realized he was looking for the girl on the roof. However,
he never saw anyone who looked like her, and after three
days was ready to give up his search.
He was sitting in the lounge, leaning back, feet up on the
chair, the book he was reading for his English class open
and ignored on his lap. He stared out at the rain dripping
down the window. It had rained since that day on the roof,
casting a pall over everything at the campus. David chuckled
to himself. Not even a chance to sunbathe on the roof again.
‘Hey, David. You reading that book or hoping to absorb the
plot through your skin?’
David looked in the direction of the cheerful voice to see
a classmate of his walking towards him. He recognized the
pretty blonde as a girl who’d just joined his English class,
although her name escaped him for the moment. He greeted
her and motioned for her to sit.
She perched on the edge of the chair opposite him and said
cheerily ‘I’m Alessa, remember me?’
He nodded.
She didn’t say anything more, so he resorted to small talk.
‘Bitch of a book to read, huh?’ He gestured at the novel in
his lap.
Alessa shrugged. ‘Oh, it’s not too bad once you get the hang
of the plot. I had to read it in the class I was in before I joined
yours.’
She glanced at him.
‘Do you know a Jennifer Thomas?’ she asked out of the blue.
David thought a bit.
‘I can’t say I do. Why?’
‘She’s my roommate. She was asking about you’
David’s eyes narrowed. Could it be?
‘What’s she like?’
Alessa described her roommate. There was nothing she liked
better than a little matchmaking, especially where her
overly shy roommate was concerned.
As David listened, he felt his body react as he realized
Jennifer was the girl he had been looking for. He had been
waking in the morning to dreams of her; he had seen her in
his fantasies, and what incredible fantasies, dominated
as they were by the memory of seeing Jennifer convulsed
in her multi-orgasmic state. And now he could have the chance
to find her.
He grinned in delighted anticipation. ‘Why don’t you give
me her number, or tell me where to find her? You say she’s
shy? Maybe I can do something about that...’
‘She’s shy because she’s never, um, been with anyone before.’
‘And you think she might like me?’ David asked, feeling
a little shiver of excited expectation.
‘I know she’ll like you, all you’ve got to do is help her get
over her nervousness. I think you’ll be rewarded.’
Alessa took a piece of paper from the notebook she had tucked
under her arm. ‘Her schedule’s on there and I’ll make sure
she’s at the campus bar on Friday. After that, it’ll be up
to you, ’ she said as she grinned in return. ‘Good luck.
You’ll likely need it.’
2.2 The Gift
Jennifer groaned in frustration. Her math class had to
be the most utterly boring class to take. Each day she had
sat through the class, staring at walls, daydreaming,
just letting her mind wander. She glanced at her watch.
It was about time for the professor to start winding up.
Then finally he was done.
With a sigh of relief, Jennifer packed up her notebook and
textbook, tucked them under her arm, and left the room quickly.
She hurried through the door, around the corner and muttered
‘excuse me’ to the large body that suddenly blocked her
way. When it didn’t move, she glanced up angrily.
‘Excuse me’ her voice trailed off as she recognized who
stood in front of her.
David grinned down at her. ‘Fancy meeting you here’
Jennifer felt her face grow hot and knew she was blushing.
She stepped sideways and moved forward quickly, just wanting
to run and hide. As she moved away, David watched her retreating
back, an amused smile on his face.
Later, Jennifer curled up in her room studying, despite
the sun having once again returned. She would have liked
to study on the roof, in the sun, but after the last time...her
face went red and her body grew warm with the memory. She
shook her head and tried to concentrate on work.
A knock on her door once again distracted her, and she opened
it.
‘Yes?’
A young man stood before her, holding a vase filled with
roses. ‘Delivery for Jennifer Thomas, ’ the man said.
‘Is this the right address?’
Jennifer nodded, dumbfounded.
“For me?” she thought.
She took the roses and signed the receipt with a shaky hand.
As she closed the door she checked for a card. Setting down
the roses on her bureau, she plucked the tiny blue envelope
from between the flowers.
Opening it nervously, she read, “Do you realize how hot
you make me? I keep remembering what I saw and want so much
to see more...-David”.
She dropped the card as if it were on fire, and then, just
as quickly, picked it up again before her roommate could
find it. She looked around, panicked, wondering where
to hide the card. She finally tucked it deep inside her socks
drawer and tried futilely to return to studying.
2.3 Dressing
Alessa returned later still and immediately began to get
ready to go out that evening. She put on a miniskirt and no
knickers, a cropped top with no bra, smoothed a hand over
her flat stomach and checked her appearance in the mirror.
Jennifer watched from where she was curled up on her bed.
‘You look fine, Alessa. Leave it be.’
Alessa turned to stare at her roommate. ‘You should come
with me, Jennifer. It’s not like its a big deal or anything’
Jennifer shrugged. ‘You know I don’t like the campus bar.’
‘You’re shy, I know, ’ Alessa sighed. ‘Look, Jen’, you’re
never going to get to meet anybody if you don’t try.’
She walked over to her own closet and started going through
the clothes. Pulling out a flimsy white cheesecloth blouse
and a very short mini-skirt, she tossed them to Jennifer,
adding stockings, suspenders and high-heeled shoes to
the pile of clothes.
‘Get dressed in those clothes.’
Jennifer looked up to see Alessa standing before her, hands
on her hips, a determined expression on her face.
‘What?’ She glanced from her roommate to the pile of clothes
on the bed, and back to her roommate again. ‘You must be joking.’
‘No joke.’
Alessa reached out to pull Jennifer’s arms until the girl
was standing up in front of her.
‘Now, are you going to get dressed yourself or do I have to
do it for you?’
I’ve got to get her to the campus bar, she thought and then,
when Jennifer still didn’t move, she suddenly realised
that she knew what to do.
‘Take your clothes off, ’ she finally instructed.
Seeing there was no way out of the situation, Jennifer stripped
quickly.
Once she was naked, Alessa said, ‘Wrap this round your head
as a blindfold and sit down.’
When Jennifer was seated, she knelt down in front of her
and pulled her knees apart. Then she leaned forwards and
kissed Jennifer on the mouth, forcing her tongue between
her lips. She drew back and didn’t do anything for a minute.
Just as Jennifer started to wonder why nothing was happening,
she felt another kiss, this time on first one and then the
other of her nipples.
The kisses became sucks, then stopped.
‘Lie back, ’ said Alessa.
She did so and nothing happened again until she felt Alessa
kiss the inside of one of her thighs.
She started to get aroused when she felt a kiss on the inside
of her other thigh.
The kisses moved from one thigh to the other, each nearer
to her pussy than before, and her breathing grew heavy.
Then she felt Alessa licking up and down her slit and, when
Alessa’s tongue pushed deep into her pussy, she held her
head tight against her.
‘Yes, oh yes, I’m...’
The licking stopped suddenly.
‘Oh, please, you can’t do this to me, not when I’m that close.
Make me cum.’
Alessa tugged Jennifer’s hands away, freeing her head,
and stood up.
She pulled Jennifer’s blindfold off and said, ‘Now, get
dressed.’
Jennifer put her fingers on her clitoris and started to
masturbate herself to the orgasm she had just been denied
but Alessa yanked her hands away saying, ‘Oh, no you don’t.’
‘Please, let me cum?’
‘No, you go out like that.’
‘What? Oh, ok, ok, ’ said Jennifer and started to get dressed
as directed.
She looked at the cheesecloth blouse Alessa had chosen
and started to exchange it for another top, but Alessa stopped
her.
‘Alessa, you’re about 38D, aren’t you?’
‘Double D.’
‘Well, I’m 44, double-D, so this blouse...are you sure?’
Jennifer blushed at the thought of wearing the blouse.
It would have been loose and flowing on Alessa but with her
breasts it would be skin-tight when she had laced it up properly.
It was white and so sheer it was almost transparent.
What made it worse was that, since it was off-the-shoulder
with a really deep vee almost down to her navel, she couldn’t
wear a bra underneath and Alessa had just made sure her nipples
were really erect.
‘Alessa, everyone will be able to see everything.’
Alessa shrugged.
‘Look, just dress to kill. Then you won’t have to worry about
making conversation. No one will notice you’re tongue-tied
if you’re dressed well enough.’
‘Where are the knickers, Alessa?’
‘Uh uh, NO knickers.’
‘What, you must be joking.’
‘I said “no knickers”, now, get a move on.’
Jennifer had to smile then and, realizing that Alessa wouldn’t
change her mind, she dressed hastily in what she was given.
The cheesecloth blouse was very low on her, leaving the
tops of her breasts uncovered almost down to her hard nipples
which showed through as darker lumps under the thin white
cloth. She felt as if she would fall out of it should she do
anything too active, like move, and it was so tight that
she though it would split if she breathed too deeply. She
tried untying the lacing a bit but the vee opened too far
leaving a vast amount of her cleavage exposed.
In fact, she couldn’t loosen the lacing too much anyway
because it would leave her areolae and nipples uncovered.
And the skirt...well.
‘Alessa, if this skirt was any shorter it would be a belt, ’
and she tried to tug it a little lower, but it didn’t make
much difference. The skirt just covered her bottom and
tops of the stockings, showing quite a lot and not leaving
much to the imagination. She could even smell the aroma
of her juices as they leaked out of her pussy and ran down
the insides of her thighs.
‘Perfect.’ Alessa gave her a “thumbs up”. ‘Now, lets go.’
2.4 The Evening
The minute they stepped inside the door to the Student Union
bar, Jennifer felt crushed by the bodies around her. Alessa
stayed with her only as far as the bar itself and, when she
went to open her purse for some money to pay for drinks, Alessa
stopped her and insisted on paying for them herself. Alessa
then left her alone and she moved toward the dance floor
with her boyfriend, Michael.
Jennifer watched helplessly after her and moved over towards
the wall, trying to find a place where she could breathe
and sip her drink in relative peace, wondering as well how
long she could last before the arousal that Alessa had started
would overcome her and she would have to go off to the toilets
and masturbate herself to the orgasm she had been deprived
of.
‘Would you like to dance?’
Jennifer glanced up to see David Leslie.
She turned away, blushing.
He tapped her on the shoulder, getting her to glance at him
again.
He smiled encouragingly.
‘I just asked if you’d like to dance. One dance can’t hurt,
can it?’
She shrugged, not trusting herself to say anything.
He reached out and gently took the drink from her, setting
it on a nearby table. Then, taking her by the hand, he led
her out to the dance floor, where she could hear a slow song
playing. Placing his arms around her waist, he drew her
close and started to sway.
Jennifer could feel the heat coming from his hands at her
back and tried to draw back.
He held her pinned in his arms, close to him, and she saw amusement
in his eyes when she tried to put some space between their
two bodies.
He bent his head close to her ear and whispered, ‘I have you
now and I don’t want you running away again.’
She looked up at him and saw the grin on his face at his deliberate
reminder. Her face went a bright red when she remembered
everything she had been doing the first time she ran from
him and she tried to smile back, then buried her head in his
shoulder again. This was worse than being simply tongue-tied.
She had absolutely no idea what to think and little control
over what she was doing. His hands were caressing the small
of her back and even that simple touch was wreaking havoc
with her senses. She looked up again and saw his eyes gleaming
as he watched her face intently. He licked his lips and her
attention focused on that part of his face.
He had such nice lips.
She wondered what it would feel like if he kissed her.
David stared down at the girl in held so close in his arms,
amazed at what she could do to his body simply by being near
him. He was hard and throbbing already and wanted nothing
more than to get out of there so he could do what was really
on his mind, which certainly wasn’t dancing. She turned
her face to him and he looked at her to see her eyes staring
up at him as his hands stroked her back down to her bottom.
He licked his lips and saw her gaze refocus on his mouth.
Smiling gently, he bent his head to kiss her.
It was fire.
Jennifer gasped for air as David’s lips touched hers.
The music stopped and he released her slowly, but she simply
stood there, a bewildered expression on her face. In one
small part of her mind she was amazed...it didn’t seem to
matter how tongue-tied she was this time...she could do
anything.
She looked around her and heard another song start, fast
and spirited, and automatically felt her body start to
move in time with the music.
She glanced at David and saw a wide grin on his face as he danced
suggestively, smiling only at her.
Jennifer felt her body respond and danced in kind, her hips
moving teasingly close to his, then she darted away...touching
his chest gently then moving back...a teasing glance,
licking her lips, running her hands down her sides. Her
breathing became heavier and her nipples got more erect.
She didn’t notice that the drawstring at the neck of her
blouse had come undone or broken and the deep vee had opened
wider, exposing more of her cleavage almost down to her
navel and the edges of the areolae of both her nipples. She
had always loved to dance and found now that she didn’t need
to find the words to speak; her body could do it for her.
David knew that if he didn’t leave soon, he would burst right
here (and her blouse would slip all the way off; as it was
he could see that it was only held up by her hard nipples which
were already partly exposed). She had finally relaxed
and the way she moved her body, teasing him, had him so hot
he could hardly think. As the song ended he grasped her arms,
drawing her tight up against him and covered her mouth with
his own.
As Jennifer’s body melted against his; she could feel his
hardness pressing between her legs and her hugely swollen
nipples making solid lumps against his chest. She ached
to hold him and responded fervently to his kiss, fencing
with his tongue, her hands snaking around the back of his
head to play with the short hair at the base of his neck She
moaned against his mouth and, as he drew back, her eyes pleaded
with him to leave with her.
Placing an arm around her shoulder (for which Jennifer
was grateful as she wasn’t certain she could have remained
upright on her own), David led her from the building and
across campus to his room. As he opened the door and they
stepped inside, she was suddenly uncertain again. She
hesitated as David closed the door. He could see her nervousness
in her eyes and knew that he wanted her to feel right about
this. He grinned, knowing that he had thought about this
often already and wondered if she had as well. He watched
as she looked around his room.
2.5 His Room
‘Nice room, ’ she commented quietly.
David shrugged. ‘It’s small, even for a single. Why don’t
you sit down, I’ll be back in a minute. By the way, your bag
and your alarm clock are on the desk.’
As he left, Jennifer looked around for a place to sit, seeing
only a chair piled high with clothes and books, the desk
next to it, the empty bed and the floor. Eyeing the bed nervously,
she picked the bag and clock up off the desk, feeling a sudden
rush of juices from her pussy as memories of what happened
the previous weekend came flooding back and settled herself
on the floor, leaning back against the bed. Now that her
mind had returned to her body, she was terrified once more.
She knew she wanted him. Oh God how she knew. She just wasn’t
sure if she could do it. She was so afraid of doing something
wrong.
She was so nervous that she felt she had to do something so
she took her shoes off.
When she looked down to open her rather large purse to get
the baccy, skins and gear, she noticed that her blouse had
slipped down, almost fully exposing both of her acorn-sized
nipples. She tried to rearrange her clothing, to cover
herself up a bit, but the tie had broken and become unlaced
and she only seemed to make it worse.
She suddenly blushed when she opened her purse and she found
Alessa’s cock-shaped vibrator inside.
Now, when did she put that in here. That’s why she stopped
me from opening my purse in the bar. Oh god, this is so embarrassing.
She decided she had to do something else while she was waiting
for David to return so she skinned up a couple of joints.
David pushed the door open, carrying a bowl filled with
ice-cubes. Opening the door to his small refrigerator,
he pulled out a bottle and settled it in the ice. Going to
his closet, he pulled out two wine glasses and placed them
next to the bottle. Then he noticed where Jennifer was sitting
and wondered at the blush on her face and upper chest.
He sighed inwardly, knowing that she was again tense. He
sat down on the bed, next to her, and touched her shoulder
gently.
Then he noticed she had tried to rearrange her top because
more of her nipples were showing a bit more, a lot more.
‘Jennifer, if you want, I’ll take you home now.’
Jennifer shook her head and glanced up at him.
‘I don’t want to go home, ’ she said softly, placing her
hand on his knee. ‘I just...’
Her voice trailed off as she couldn’t think of what she’d
wanted to say. ‘Do you mind if I spark this up?’
‘No, I don’t mind. Go ahead.’
‘Do you know how beautiful you looked that day on the roof?’
David asked softly.
Jennifer blushed again and turned away, wishing he hadn’t
reminded her of that time again and thinking of Alessa’s
vibrator, of the use they’d put it to that day and the fact
that it was now in her purse. He caught her chin in his hand
and gently turned her to face him again.
‘I mean it, ’ he said. ‘I’ve dreamed of that, and of you.’
He bent to kiss her gently and felt some of the tension ease
out of her.
‘You have?’ Jennifer said when they broke off, not quite
believing him.
He chuckled. ‘Oh yes, I have.’
David sat up, popped open the bottle of champagne, handed
her one glass which he then filled and poured one for himself.
He chuckled again. ‘If I haven’t been thinking about you,
then why would I have had this?’
Jennifer shrugged, not used to this kind of flattery.
‘You could have had it for someone else entirely, ’ she
said softly.
‘Not for someone else, Jennifer. Only for you.’
He moved one of his legs so that Jennifer was between his
knees, put down his glass and began massaging her shoulders.
He could feel her start to relax again, leaning into his
strong hands as he caressed her taut muscles.
She turned her head to her left and looked up at him, taking
another sip of her drink before putting the glass down and
taking another toke of the joint.
He bent down and kissed her, working his tongue between
her lips, and she suddenly grabbed the back of his head,
pulling him to her.
When she reached for his head she accidentally knocked
his elbow, pushing his hand across to her right breast and
his smallest finger under her blouse touching her nipple.
She stiffened at the touch, then held his head tighter so
he couldn’t move his hand away and kissed him even deeper.
He slipped a second finger under her blouse to touch her
nipple and then a third.
She suddenly stopped him and he pulled away, thinking he’d
done something wrong.
‘No no, ’ she said, at the look on his face, ‘you haven’t
done anything wrong, it’s just that this blouse isn’t mine
and if you carry on like that you’ll rip it.’
She paused, knowing what she wanted but nervous again.
Then she decided to take the plunge.
‘I’d better take it off.’
Jennifer put the joint down in the ashtray and stood up,
stretching her arms back with her large breasts pushed
forwards and straining against the thin fabric of the blouse.
He tugged gently on her blouse, pulling it out from where
it was tucked into her skirt. When it was free, she took hold
of the bottom hem and lifted it up over her head and off.
His lips moved over her breasts as his hands stroked her
bottom, teasing the swells of her breasts ever so gently
as he kissed them. Then he took a nipple in his mouth and sucked,
gently at first and then harder.
When he moved his mouth to suck the other nipple she interrupted
him, saying, ‘I’ve got to sit down, ’ in a shaky voice.
Jennifer felt her breath growing short and her mind slipping
away leaving only sensation behind. She was grateful for
her decision to sit, for it suddenly seemed as if all her
bones had turned to mush, no longer supporting her body.
She giggled slightly, startling David, as she thought
of one thing that definitely shouldn’t turn to mush...
He drew back when he felt her giggle and saw a devilish expression
in her eyes.
‘What is it?’ he asked.
She grinned impishly.
‘I was just thinking how every time you touch me, it’s as
if I no longer have any bones inside me at all, I turn to mush.’
She reached out a tentative finger to touch the bulge in
his pants and said, ‘I hope that won’t turn to mush.’
‘You do?’
He pulled her against him as he moved around to lean back
against the headboard, bringing her to lie on top of him.
His hands reached up to touch her breasts, first one nipple,
then the other, then cupping one breast in each hand. He
lifted his head to kiss them.
‘Very nice, ’ he told her appreciatively. ‘Almost as good
as I dreamed’
‘Almost?’
Jennifer acted without thinking and swiped one of the pillows
from beneath him, hitting him soundly with it. ‘It’s not
nice to insult the girl you’re trying to seduce.’
He distracted her by nibbling on one nipple, teasing it
until it grew harder under his tongue, then suckling more.
‘No insult intended, ’ he said slowly, between kisses.
Jennifer forgot what she had considered an insult and gave
herself up to the sensations that now coursed through her
body. Each time his tongue touched a nipple, it seemed as
though there was a line leading directly from it down to
her pussy and could feel herself growing wetter every moment.
As he caressed and kissed her, David slid his hands up her
thighs and under the back of her short skirt to gently rub
her buttocks.
‘You, ’ he said softly, ‘have one hell of a nice bottom.’
‘Hey’ he said a couple of minutes later, ‘no knickers.’
‘No, Alessa wouldn’t let me wear any.’
‘Will you thank her for me?’
‘OK.’
After David had kissed her deeply for a couple more minutes
and squeezed her nipples gently, Jennifer broke off, pushed
herself upright and sat back between his spread legs, her
own legs hooked over his thighs.
‘Well?’ she said, in an indignant tone of voice.
‘Well what?’
‘You’ve just found I’m not wearing any knickers. So what
are you going to do about it?’
This was an open invitation if ever he’d heard one so, eyes
locked, David put his hands on the inside of Jennifer’s
thighs just above her knees and, with only the tips of his
fingers and the lightest of touches, stroked up her legs
towards her crotch until he reached her mound. When he felt
the smoothness there he looked down at it, cupped it with
his whole hand and slipped two fingers inside her pussy.
Jennifer closed her eyes and gave a low moan as he did so,
so he slipped a third finger in and pushed all three deep.
She suddenly pushed his hand away, opened her eyes and,
in a mock complaining tone, said, ‘This isn’t fair, you
know. You have me more than half undressed and you’re still
fully clothed.’
David stood and stripped quickly, leaving Jennifer to
stare at his wonderful body. He grinned, his erection pointing
at her.
She moved to sit on the edge of the bed with her legs either
side of his, reached up to hold his member with both hands
and planted little kisses over the tip.
‘Well? Now I’m ahead of you.’
He stood back and watched as Jennifer stood up.
He watched as she slipped the skirt down over her hips, slowly
and seductively, looking into his eyes the whole time.
She took her stockings off and the garter belt, then sat
on the edge of the bed again and wrapped her arms around his
body.
‘Nice, ’ she whispered, rubbing her cheek against his
chest, his erection trapped between her breasts in her
cleavage. ‘Very nice.’
Her hands snaked up around him until she reached the base
of his neck and wound her fingers through his hair. She tugged
gently as she leaned back, bringing his lips to meet hers
and pulling him down on top of her, her hands caressing his
bottom as their tongues fenced. Her breathing grew ragged
as David rolled over to lie beside her, one hand tracing
a circle lazily around a breast.
‘You do have a very nice body, ’ he said softly, his eyes
holding Jennifer’s captive.
She felt as if she were soaring, her mind caught by his eyes
and by the feeling of his hand as it teased her body.
His hand moved up to gently cup one breast, his thumb brushing
lightly over the nipple.
‘You have gorgeous breasts, ’ he whispered, as he bent
his head to take the nipple in his mouth. Jennifer felt shocks
course through her as his tongue lightly teased and nibbled
at the nipple till it was even more rigid. Then his tongue
trailed down between her breasts and he nuzzled the hollow
there before moving to gently lick the other nipple until
it, too, was harder.
Jennifer found it difficult to think straight and knew
that, if he continued much longer, she wasn’t going to be
able to hold back.
‘David, ’ she whispered, her voice barely audible. It
was so hard to even think. ‘David, if you don’t stop I’m going
to...I’m going to...’
‘Good’ he interrupted softly. She could almost feel his
mouth smile against her breast and he suckled even harder.
His hand drifted gently down, over her flat stomach, feeling
the muscles jump. He moved his hand lower still and stroked
lightly over the smoothness of her mound, feeling her press
against his palm as she moaned. He slipped two fingers into
the warm moistness, finding her centre of pleasure hidden
inside and rolled it around gently, his tongue still teasing
her nipple, until she moaned and writhed beneath his hand.
He felt her tense and quickly moved to capture her lips with
his own, pinning her beneath his body as he felt her sudden
release with a warm fountain of wetness against his hand.
She relaxed slowly, opening her eyes to see him staring
down at her, a soft, amused expression in his eyes.
She blushed.
‘You look like you did that day on the roof, ’ he said softly,
brushing her lips with his, then moving to trail kisses
lightly down her neck.
‘So do you, ’ she whispered.
She caught her breath and had to concentrate in order to
speak.
‘You do look a little different, ’ she said, a soft giggle
escaping.
‘Oh, really?’ He propped himself up on his elbow to stare
down at her. ‘How so?’
She ran her hand down his side and then reached down to touch
his hardness with her fingertips.
‘Well, you weren’t naked up on the roof...’ and she wrapped
her hands around his cock, one above the other.
He shuddered as her hands caressed the length of his rigid
cock.
‘Still, if you’d looked hard enough, you could have seen
how much I enjoyed watching you.’
‘Oh, did you?’ Jennifer grinned up at him.
‘I will always enjoy watching you, ’ David said softly.
Jennifer worked her hands up to his chest and pushed gently
against him until he rolled over onto his back.
‘What now?’ he asked curiously as she stared down at him,
seeming to devour him with her eyes. He could feel himself
grow hotter as she stared, not touching him.
Then she moved quickly to kneel astride his legs, her hands
on the bed by his waist, and bent her head down to kiss the
soft hairs on his chest. Then she kissed lower and he felt
himself tense as her breasts brushed over his hardness,
her nipples on his thighs.
She kissed lower still and he could feel her nipples pressing
harder into his thighs as her mouth drew nearer to his cock.
Closer and then away again, teasing him as she carefully
avoided touching his cock at all. Then she grinned and bent
till she kissed it lightly on the tip. She lifted her head
to look at him and saw him watching her through passion-hooded
eyes.
‘Are you enjoying yourself still?’ she asked teasingly.
David nodded, knowing his voice wouldn’t work anymore.
When it seemed she had stopped, he tried to speak. His voice
came out as if it hadn’t been used in quite a while. ‘Go ahead,
continue what you were doing’
She cocked her head and smiled at him, brushing her hair
back behind her ears.
‘Continue what? This?’ She moved up to kiss his chest down
to his cock.
She paused.
‘Or this?’
Tucking her hair behind her ears, she bent and kissed his
cock, just once.
‘Don’t stop there, ’ he said.
So Jennifer slowly took the tip of his cock in her mouth.
She felt him tense and heard him moan as his fingers tangled
in her hair, urging her to continue. She stroked his balls
with one hand, while her tongue explored his rod, licking
up and down, then teasing around the sensitive area of the
head.
She paused and looked up at him. ‘I want to try deepthroating
you, but Alessa said it can be a little difficult.’
She put her mouth over the head of his cock, sucked hard then
took it out and looked up at him.
‘Are you ready?’ she asked.
She took the tip of his cock in her mouth again, sucked a bit
more of it in and a bit more and more still. It reached the
back of her mouth and she nearly gagged, but she kept it there.
Then she forced more into her mouth and more and more until
her nose was in his pubes and his cock was as far down her throat
as it would go. She lifted her head up and pushed it down until
his cock was all the way down her throat again.
Up and down again, and a gain.
She felt his hips began to push up against her, heard his
breathing grow ragged and moved back quickly before he
could orgasm.
‘Un-unh, ’ she shook her head and wagged a finger at him.
‘No doing that until you’re cock is in my pussy.’
David grinned. In all his imaginings of the past week, he
had never had fantasies of Jennifer like this. He reached
down and pulled her up on top of him, groaning as he felt her
hard nipples moving over his chest.
She brought her knees forwards and sat upright, holding
his cock against her stomach. Then she put her feet flat
on the bed, lifted up and, guiding his cock with one hand,
lowered herself until just the head was inside. She paused,
balancing herself with her hands on David’s stomach, preparing
for what she knew would be painful, and then plunged down
quickly until he was all the way inside her.
She screamed with the abrupt pain as he broke her hymen and
her eyes widened with surprise at the experience of feeling
the incredible fullness deep inside her pussy for the first
time, then softened in the pleasure of the feeling.
Because of her shyness, she had had no experience; she had
never actually gone this far. But this night was turning
out to be one to remember.
Jennifer relaxed again slowly and then began to move up
and down, up slowly until only the head of his cock was inside
her and plunging back down quickly until their pubic bones
mashed together. Slowly up and swiftly back down again
a few more times. Then she sat back with her hands on David’s
shins, her large breasts thrust up against David’s palms
as he reached out to massage her nipples, squeezing and
pinching them. Her hips moved, drawing up until just the
head of his cock was inside her again then back down hard,
driving him all the way inside her each time and putting
extra pressure on her g-spot each time. His hands dropped
to her hips and moved across to caress her clitoris with
his fingers, to where he could feel himself entering her.
He found her pleasure button again and massaged it gently.
He could feel himself nearing the edge but was determined
to wait for Jennifer.
Jennifer felt the heat gathering between her legs. Her
breath came in short gasps each time she felt David’s hands
touch her. He grasped her hips, pulling her hard against
him, driving deeper and deeper inside her, until she felt
her world suddenly explode. A loud cry was ripped from her
and she threw herself forward against his chest.
As Jennifer cried out, David thrust deep inside, feeling
his cock burst in response to the orgasmic spasms in her
vaginal muscles, filling her with his warm fluids as she
collapsed into his arms.
When she came back to reality, she felt David’s arms around
her, warm and comforting against her back. Her eyes flickered
open to meet David’s. She saw a mixed expression in his eyes,
one of wonder and surprise and gratitude, and she felt that
this was mirrored in her own expression. She reached to
kiss him lightly, softly, until the kiss grew warmer and
deeper.
Jennifer drew back, looked into his eyes and said, ‘You’re
not finished yet, tonight, you know.’
‘What do you mean?’
She lifted herself off him, his cock falling out of her pussy
and flopping down onto his stomach. He noticed some blood
on it, her blood, then she got to her hands and knees between
his legs and turned to face away from him. She looked back
and said ‘That was the first time for me and it hurt a bit,
a lot. I want to do it again without the hurt.’
At the sight of twin globes of Jennifer’s backside and the
opening to her deep well of pleasure between them, David
felt his passion rising again and his cock responding.
He got to his knees, placed the tip of his cock at her opening
and pushed just the head into her vagina. He leaned forward
to cup her huge breasts, one in each hand, the nipples making
hard lumps against his palms, and flexed his hips ever so
slightly, pushing in a little bit further.
Jennifer’s low cry encouraged him to do it again, and again,
and again, until he was in up to the hilt. Then he pulled almost
all the way out and slowly eased his cock back in a little
bit at a time, as before.
He pulled almost all the way out and did it again, Jennifer
giving more little whimpers as he did so.
He pulled out again but this time he paused.
Jennifer cried out, ‘David, fuck me, please just fuck me,
I can’t wait any more, ’ and he pushed all the way inside
in one slow smooth motion. He pulled almost all the way out
again and pushed back in slowly.
Jennifer, by now, thought her pussy would go into meltdown
and was moaning at the excruciating ecstasy of what was
happening to her.
‘Please, David, faster, faster. Oh please, faster.’
He repeated the slow in-out actions a few times, teasing
Jennifer with the promise of more. Then he moved in and out
a bit faster, and again a bit faster still, and again until
he was ramming in and out of her pussy at a colossal speed.
‘Oh DaviDavidayviiiiiiiiiiid, I’m...YEEEESSSS, aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh,
aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh.’
He suddenly felt Jennifer’s pussy go into spasms, which
set him off, and they felt the union of their joining in an
explosion of pleasure that nearly blew their minds into
a million pieces.
After a moment, coming down from the peak of their joint
ecstasy, David pulled out and collapsed back with closed
eyes and a stunned expression on his face. All he could say
was, ‘Wow.’
Jennifer turned her head, looked back at him and said, ‘Wow.
Is that all you can say, “wow?”’
It was as if he didn’t hear her, he just said, ‘Wow’ again.
Jennifer turned round, still on her hands and knees, and
looked down at his now limp cock, then up at David’s face
and down again.
I wonder she thought, and bent her head to kiss it.
It twitched slightly in response.
She kissed it again. It twitched again and started to swell,
just a bit.
She laid down on her front, flat between David’s legs with
her arms over his thighs, elbows almost touching the bed,
and wrapped her right hand round his cock.
She started squeezing and relaxing her hand, making his
cock swell more and more until it was almost as fully erect
and hard as it had been before.
David opened his eyes and looked down.
Jennifer put just the head of his cock in her mouth, looked
deep into David’s eyes and sucked really hard, her cheeks
puckering in with the vacuum she was creating.
She took it out and said, ‘This time I want you to come in my
mouth, ok.’
David nodded, weakly, as Jennifer opened her mouth wide,
pulled her lips back baring her teeth and lowered her head
over his cock until her nose was in his pubes, holding the
base of his cock with just forefinger and thumb. Then she
closed her lips, forming a seal around his cock and drew
up, sucking in hard as she did so.
She lowered her head again and drew up again.
She increased the speed, but it wasn’t necessary, as David
knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back for very long, and he
didn’t want to hold back this time.
Jennifer felt the slight swelling of his cock, felt his
cum start to rise under her thumb, then moved her hand away,
closed her eyes and lowered her head all the way down. David
reached out, held the back of her head in both hands, pushed
it down as far as it would go and emptied his load down the
back of her throat in six huge spurts.
He held her like that for a few moments and then took his hands
away, releasing her head.
She lifted her head, letting his rapidly softening cock
fall from her mouth, and looked up.
He was grinning at her.
‘What?’ she asked.
‘I should meet more women on the roof’ he grinned.
She slapped him lightly on the stomach.
‘Meanie.’ She grinned back at him. ‘I guess that means I’ll
just have to sunbathe on the roof again sometime.’
David slowly ran his hands down her back. ‘When you do, would
you like some company? Or how about this for an idea? I know
a nice, out of the way, place, where no one ever goes...’
‘I don’t know, I mean I thought I was fairly safe on the roof
of my block. It’s not another rooftop, is it?’
‘Oh no, this place is a couple of miles out of town, not a rooftop
in sight and the only way to get there is along a dirt track.
How about it?’
Jennifer smiled at him. ‘It’s a date.’
‘It’s your turn now, lie down here.’
‘We’re taking turns now?’
Jennifer moved to lie beside David on her back and he got
up on one elbow, looking into her eyes.
He kissed her gently then moved his head to her left nipple,
leaving a trail of little kisses on her skin as he went. He
traced circles around her slightly hard nipple then took
it into his mouth and sucked.
‘David.’
He ignored her and carried on teasing the nipple back to
full erectness.
‘David, ’ she said, a bit louder.
‘Yes.’
‘Will you get me my purse?’
He stretched his arm behind him to the floor where Jennifer
had left her purse, picked it up and gave it to her.
‘Ta’.’
She opened the flap, reached inside and pulled out the vibrator.
‘While you were off getting the ice, I found that Alessa
had put this in my purse earlier. That’s what I was so embarrassed
about when you came back.’
David took the toy, switched it on and a muted buzzing filled
the air.
‘You want me to use this, do you?’
‘Ooooh, yes please.’
‘Ok.’
He touched it to Jennifer’s already hard nipple and heard
her give a slight moan in response.
He suddenly switched it off and put it aside. ‘I don’t think
you want me to use it really.’
‘Yes I do. Really.’
‘Ok.’
He picked it up and switched it on again.
‘Where do you want me to use it?’
‘Here, ’ and he touched it to one of her nipples. Then he
touched the other nipple with it and bent to give the first
a little suck.
‘Or here, ’ and he moved it down to touch the inside of her
thigh at the top of her leg, seeing the moisture appear at
her slit.
Jennifer parted her legs wide, hooking one leg over his
waist.
‘Ooohhh, put it in, please just put it in.’
David moved to kneel between her legs and looked up at Jennifer’s
face.
‘Would you like me to do this, then?’ and he stroked the buzzing
thing up and down her now open slit, seeing her puffy lips
swelling even more.
‘Put it in. Put it in me.’
He slowly pushed the toy part of the way into her vagina and
leant forward to lick her bulging clitoris.
‘Oh, that’s right.’
He turned the speed right down then pushed it in slowly the
rest of the way. When it was all the way inside he flicked
the speed quickly up to full then back down to almost nothing,
up to full and down to almost nothing again. He pulled it
out, laid it along her slit and flicked the speed up and down
again.
He put the speed on full and pushed it all the way into her
pussy.
‘Yes, I’m cumming, I’m cumming.’
‘Aaaaaagggggghhhhh.’
Jennifer let out another scream as she reached her peak
and suddenly went limp.
‘Are you alright?’ said David, thinking ‘Oh dear, I am probably
going to get a few complaints from the neighbours tomorrow.’
‘Yes, I’m ok. I’m very ok. But I wonder if death through orgasm
is possible.’
She yawned, covering her mouth in surprise. ‘I think you
wore me out.’
David moved up to lie at her side, then nuzzled the side of
her neck, whispering, ‘Go to sleep, Jennifer. And dream
sweet dreams. And when you wake up, I’ll still be here’
He watched as Jennifer smiled and whispered, ‘I’m glad.’
Then with another yawn, she closed her eyes. He settled
in next to her, holding her tight between his arms. She felt
nice there. Gently rubbing her back until she fell asleep,
he thought about how he would be there when she woke up in
the morning, and what they would do when she woke up, until
he fell asleep with a smile on his face.
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2.6 The Morning After The Night Before
Jennifer was woken the next morning with of a gentle kiss
on her lips (the upper ones).
She lay still for a few minutes, eyes closed, luxuriating
in the unaccustomed feeling of total relaxation and contentment.
Was it all a dream?
Could she have imagined it as she had so many other times
since that day on the roof when she’d...and she felt herself
blush with chagrin at the memory of what she’d done that
day?
Her full senses returned to her and she opened her eyes.
She saw a strange ceiling above her head. This was not her
own bed.
A low, quiet, pleasing male voice whispered something
in her ear.
Full recollection of the previous night suddenly returned
to her.
It wasn’t a dream.
She turned her head to see her lover’s eyes inches from her
own.
She could say that now, “Her lover”, and revelled for a moment
in the sheer sensual pleasure of being able to say that about
herself...“Her lover”.
He was looking at her with a tender expression on his face
and she felt an immediate sexual response to his look. Then
she felt the aching of the muscles in her loins protesting
about the abusive treatment they had received the night
before. She realized she must have a bit of time to recover
before she could attempt any repetition of the activities
of the previous night.
But could she explain that to him without giving him the
idea that it was some sort of rejection.
She would have to try, she would have to as she certainly
wasn’t able for anything like it yet and even the thought
of someone touching her there gave her little twinges of
pain.
‘Good morning.’
‘I said “do you want to have some breakfast or would you rather
stay here?”’ giving her a slightly suggestive grin.
‘Oh David, ’ she said, edging sideways to put a bit of space
between their naked bodies before the sheer animal attraction
in his eyes could cause a response in her aching body, ‘I’ve
got to go home, and quickly, while I can move, before my muscles
remember what I did to them last night and decide to protest
even more than they are now.’
‘Don’t you want to stay? Wouldn’t you rather stay here and
relax?’
‘David, I want to stay, I want to be with you, forever, but
I know what will happen if I do stay. At least I know what I’d
like to do if I stay...and what you would like to do as well.
But I can’t. You can see that, can’t you? I just need time
to recover.’
‘Hmmmm, ok.’
She got up out of their bed, yes, it was “their” bed, and found
her discarded clothes from the previous night. She made
a little grimace of pain as she started to squeeze into the
cheesecloth blouse and felt it brush harshly against her
aching nipples.
David noticed the look and offered the use of some of his
clothes. ‘You’ll find spare sweatshirt and pants in that
dresser drawer.’
She accepted his offer with gratitude and didn’t comment
when he joked that she would have to see him later when he
came to pick them up, though her vaginal muscles gave another
twinge of protest at the thought.
Just before she left, she turned to face David.
‘By the way.’
‘Yes.’
‘Just so you don’t think my leaving so abruptly is some sort
of rejection...’
She paused and grinned.
‘Yes?’
She took hold of the bottom of the sweatshirt and whipped
it up so that it was hooked over the top of her large breasts,
being careful as she pulled it over her nipples, moved her
hands quickly down to grab the waistband of the pants, her
left on her hip and her right at her stomach, then pulled
the front of the pants down with her right hand giving him
a quick flash of her shaven pussy.
Just as quickly, she pulled the front of the pants up again,
tugged the sweatshirt down, turned and ran from the room.
When she got back to her room, Alessa was there waiting.
‘So, you’ve found out what it’s all about now, huh?’
‘Oh yeah...oh, oh yessss’ she said in a miserable tone of
voice, ‘and it doesn’t half hurt. It does get better, doesn’t
it?’
‘Definitely. It gets a lot better. But for now, I’ve got
one thing to say to you, well, two things actually.’
‘What are they?’
‘One: skin up and have a joint to relax yourself and two:
then go to bed. Give yourself time to recover. I’ll deal
with David when he comes round to collect his clothes.’
Jennifer’s last waking thought before sleep overcame
her and the subconscious self-repair instincts of her
body rendered her insensible was ‘How had Alessa known
that they were David’s clothes?’
David arrived a couple of hours later, to be met by Alessa
at the door.
She picked up his sweatshirt and pants and pushed him back
out into the hallway.
‘What on earth did you do to that poor girl last night?’ she
demanded and stood waiting for his reply, tapping her foot
in anger.
David looked at this big-titted brunette standing there,
dressed in a pair of tiny white shorts, a tight white vest
that didn’t reach as far as her navel and with no bra, her
nipples clearly poking through. He looked at this girl
who was glaring at him, her eyes flashing sparks, and he
felt an instant response that showed in his blue eyes. He
saw her reaction to his look, the way her eyes widened, the
way her lips parted slightly and her breathing quickened,
and liked her for it. He put such thoughts aside; there was
only one person for him now. And he wanted to see her, he NEEDED
to see her.
‘What do you mean, “What did I do to her?” She fucked my brains
out, ’ he said indignantly.
‘Keep your voice down, ’ Alessa said in a harsh whisper,
‘she’s asleep, and whatever it was you did, she’s going
to need time to recover. Give her a few days; you are NOT to
go near her until I say so. You are to leave her alone until
she is completely ok, and when you do see her again, you are
to let her make ALL the moves. And you keep your hands to yourself,
even her nipples hurt, fer gawds sake.’
‘But I’ve got to go on a field trip on Tuesday, for a week.’
When he tried to push past her to get to the door, Alessa moved
to block his path.
‘Then you won’t see her until you get back. Now, there’re
your clothes. Go. Leave. NOW.’
When Alessa returned to their room, Jennifer asked, sleepily,
‘Who was that?’
‘That was David. Now, don’t you worry, I’ve given him his
clothes and sent him packing. Go back to sleep.’
Jennifer made as though to get out of bed and struggle to
her feet.
‘I should go after him.’
Oh, she really did like this matchmaking lark, and getting
these two together might turn out to be one of her best projects,
but they were obviously so far gone on each other that they
needed a bit of help otherwise their budding relationship
might fail, crashing against she rocks of harsh reality.
A few days separation was definitely indicated.
She put her hands on Jennifer’s shoulders and pushed her
back down to the bed.
‘No you shouldn’t. Make him wait for it. He’s not going anywhere,
believe you me, he’s totally gone on you. Go back to sleep.’

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