“When I turned thirteen I begged them to send me to a boarding school. I wanted friends and some stability. At least that’s what my mom told my father. He thought I was too young to be away from home, but I was going crazy. When I first went, I was shy and it wasn’t much better. Then I met a friend. She helped me so much. I finally felt like I fit in.
“The bad news was she was a little wild. I followed along because I was scared of losing my only friend. I’m still amazed I didn’t lose my virginity when we were hanging out. I certainly did everything else. My second year she was my roommate. She was caught bringing a boy into the dorms so they kicked her out. Because she was fun to be around, and I was always with her, I hadn’t realized I’d made other friends. In a way, her getting kicked out was the best outcome for me.
“For high school, I went to a new boarding school. It was much more upper-crust. My father had started his own business as a fixer. He was making much more money, but he and Mom were still moving. I really liked the new school, and I got involved in theater. I had a boyfriend who encouraged me and convinced me I was pretty enough to be a model. That’s why I went to the Ford casting call.
“He got all possessive about it when I was signed, which caused us to break up. I knew it was coming, so I was okay when it happened. He was a great boy, but the time had come for us to move on. My grand plan was to take the summer to see if I was good enough to be a model. My roommate had done some modeling work, so I wasn’t too nervous about it.
“So here I am in New York, looking forward to whatever’s to come from this adventure. I guess I hadn’t realized a guy might be here,” she said, and then blushed.
“Sarah, why the big buildup? Just ask me,” I told her.
“The big buildup is my way of explaining I’ve never pursued a guy before. I’ve always been the one asked out. I’ve never been as flustered as I am when I’m around you. The other girls tell me to just jump you and get it out of my system. But I’ve never done anything like that before.”
“Let me ask you some questions,” I said, wanting to find out if this was right for her or not. “If we were to hook up, and never did it again, would you be okay with that?”
She thought about it.
“To be honest, I’d be okay, but I would hope we’d at least spend time together while we’re here. I’m not inexperienced; I’ve been involved in some crazy stuff. It’s just that you confuse me. I’ve put out the signals that I’m interested, and you haven’t asked me out. If I hadn’t heard otherwise, I’d be guessing you were either a virgin or gay.
“So it’s not that I’m not able to handle a little fun, and realize that’s all it is. What I’m having a problem with is chasing you. You have me so jumpy I have a hard time staying in the same room with ...”
Wow, I had to shut her up. She was starting to get on my nerves with all the self-doubt, so I kissed her. I figured it would short-circuit her brain and we could push the reset button. Yep, she reset all right. She actually tore my t-shirt getting it off. I had figured her problem was she was inexperienced. I’d been avoiding her because of it. I was wrong.
I’m normally the aggressive one in bed. Sarah had so much built-up frustration she wasn’t letting me get away. She forced me back onto the bed, and then pushed me flat as she crawled up on me. She gave me a sheepish grin.
“I hope you don’t think I’m a slut.”
I grabbed her neck and pulled her down for a thorough kissing. She was right: she had done this before, and very well. She took ahold of my head and was guiding me as we made out. I wasn’t completely passive. I undid the buttons of her shirt and found her bra clasp in front. I soon had both hands full of breasts. Sarah stopped kissing me long enough to shrug out of her shirt and bra.
I’d been daydreaming about her breasts all week. They sat high up on her chest, and she was blessed with long, thick nipples. I wanted to play with them for hours. I’m normally a butt man, but I think she could convert me. I finally broke free from her lip-lock. At first, she wasn’t happy, and I could hear her moan. I ducked my head down and sucked her left nipple into my mouth. I heard a little whimper and felt her caress the back of my head.
I wasn’t surprised when Sarah took control again and shifted my head to her other breast. I was being selfish and not sharing between the two. I was happy to see she was all about fair play. While I was orally making love to her right breast, I was busy. I had both of my large hands cupping her tight little butt and massaging it.
She pulled her nipple out of my mouth and looked down at me with fire in her eyes.
“I think we have on too many clothes,” Sarah announced.
“I like how you think,” I said with a mischievous grin.
I dumped her next to me and jumped up to get my jeans, shoes and socks off. She was giving me a dirty look.
“Get naked,” I ordered as I hopped around on one foot, trying to get my sock off.
I dropped my boxers to let Mr. Happy come out to play. Her eyes got big and she tore them from my groin to look me in the eyes. I came to her and gently stroked her cheek.
“I promise to make your first time special. I can’t promise there’ll be no pain, but I’ll try and make you experience as much pleasure as I can,” I assured her.
I could see the hesitation leave her eyes.
“Thank you. Just go slow with me,” she almost begged.
I leaned down and blew a raspberry on her stomach.
“David!” she squealed and wiggled away.
She jumped up and pulled her tight shorts and panties down at the same time. The little minx did it with straight legs and facing away from me. She was lucky I knew she was a virgin, or I would have taken her right then. She glanced back when she was bent over and wiggled her butt. I lunged for her and she screamed in mock fear and ended up in the middle of the bed with her legs spread. Hmm, I wonder how that happened.
“Okay, you big tease, I need your help,” I told her.
“What do you need?”
“I need you to get me off, so I’m not anxious when I make you a woman.”
“Oh, Honey, I think I can help you with your little problem.”
I put my hands on my hips and swung Mr. Happy back and forth.
“Who are you calling little?” I demanded.
“Oh, dear, it’s the biggest one I’ve ever seen. I have no idea how you can even walk with a weapon like that swinging between your legs. I’m sure women all over the world would swoon if they ...”
“Whatever,” I huffed.
“Oh, poor baby is worried his little pee-pee isn’t big enough?”
“Woman!” I warned her.
She grabbed Mr. Happy and pulled me to the edge of the bed. She looked him over and seemed to come to a decision.
“I will say this: it looks like it’s more than a mouthful.”
I started to laugh at her antics and she quickly shut me up by going down on me. It was all I could do to stay on my feet as she bobbed her head up and down. I had to grab her shoulders to keep from tipping over. Sarah was on a mission to get me off. I didn’t even try to slow her down. I grunted to warn her about what was coming, and she pulled off and jacked my length furiously. She was smart enough to point me away from her face. This was obviously not her first rodeo.
When I came to my senses, I was glad there were hardwood floors, or cleanup could have been a problem. I found a condom on the nightstand and put it on. She was surprised I was still hard. I wanted to be ready when the time came. I spread her legs and I could see fear touch her eyes. I think she thought I was going just to mount her. I gave her a warm smile, bent my head down, and sucked her fat lower lips into my mouth to get them moist.
Sarah let out the breath she’d been holding and moaned. I tentatively licked her sex. I took my time and slowly made love to her sex. It didn’t take long for her lips to swell and open on their own volition. As her passion rose, I became more aggressive and attacked her center. Sarah grabbed my ears to guide me. I looked up and saw her nipples were rock-hard.