We spoke each night, talking about nothing really, but just chatting. We decided that I’d pick Lauren from the shopping centre at one thirty on Saturday, and she would tell her parents that she was staying the night at her friend’s place. Her friend’s parents were supposedly dropping her off and collecting Lauren’s bags from the centre and then they’d see a film.
I drove past and saw her waiting; she had smsed me and told me they had gone five minutes ago. She dumped her bags in the boot and got in the front seat. I said hi, and we drove out of the car-park to get to the freeway. We chatted, but did not kiss, just in case someone could see us. We were pretending that she was my sister and that our parents wanted to go on a holiday, not leaving us at home because the last time they did we threw a party and left the house a mess. As we stopped at the lights, waiting to turn into the hotel there was no one around, so we turned and kissed, passionately mouthing at one another. The lights changed and we drove off.
‘I’m glad we’re doing this Lauren. It’s a bit weird but it should be great. That certainly was.’ I looked over at her and smiled.
She blushed and looked down. ‘Yeah, it will be.’ Smiling she looked back up. Her eyes burned with a fire, grinning as she continued. ‘It’ll be really great.’ I laughed and stopped the car, getting out and taking the bags out before handing the keys to the valet. We went inside, chatting amiably while waiting in line for the reception. We checked in and signed the forms before getting in the elevator. There was an elderly couple in the lift as well, and so we just stood and looked around at the décor, very nice. They stopped on the third floor; we were alone in the lift for the next six floors and were all over one another.
I kissed her and drew her to me, her slender frame pressed against my body, wrapping our arms around one another. She felt so good, we both moaned into one another’s mouths as we kissed. I slipped my tongue in between her lips for the first time, probing lightly and crushing her body to mine. The elevator pinged and we broke apart hurriedly, stepping back and picking up our luggage. There was no one in the hall and we passed three rooms before we reached our own, number six seventy-one. I opened the door and walked in, staring for a moment at the quality of the apartment.
Lauren wandered in and went from room to room, smiling and exclaiming at how good it was. I put the backs down and went up behind her as she stood at the window and looked out at the view, embracing her and moulding her body into mine. I nuzzled at her neck and kissed her lightly as she turned in my arms.
‘This is great, it really is! I want to stay here all weekend. We don’t need to go anywhere else do we?’ She leaned in to kiss me softly on the lips. I smiled and shook my head.
‘No, we can stay here all weekend and I certainly want to.’ But that didn’t mean I knew what to do now. The tension kind of rose in the room and I knew we were both nervous. I also knew that I would have to make the first move, but not yet. ‘Did you want a drink?’
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Now we sat, quiet and reserved, each of us trying to build up the courage needed to make the first move. Sitting side by side on the couch I had finally had enough. I turned to Lauren and spoke.
‘This is starting to get silly. I really like you, and this is my first time as well, so I’m nervous too.’ I reached over and cupped her face in my hand. ‘Let’s go to the bedroom and we’ll take it very slowly. I won’t hurt you.’ She nodded wordlessly, and I picked her slight body and carried her out of the room and placed her gently on her feet in the bedroom. She stood there and watched as I leaned in to kiss her softly on her lips, and then she began to respond, her arms coming up to hold me. I stepped back and pulled of my shirt, revealing my lightly muscled body, that of a frequent rock-climber. She smiled and ran her hands over my chest, and I waited. She stopped and then I leant in to kiss her again.
Laughing nervously she ducked out from my embrace and stood back. ‘It’s my turn to show you now. Not that you haven’t seen it before.’ I held my breath as she started to unbutton her top, each button revealing more of her smooth skin. She dropped the shirt to the floor and stood there self-consciously. I released the air from my lungs and moved forward, captivated by the sight of her breasts encased in the lacy fabric of her bra. I ran both my hands up her sides and up her naked back pulling her close to me and crushing her breasts against my chest. I kissed her slowly and leaned back.
‘You are beautiful. I…can’t believe I’m here, and that you want to be with me.’ She smiled and dropped her eyes, blushing bright red. I kissed her again and then knelt down in front of her, looking upwards.
‘Go ahead,’ she whispered, staring into my eyes. I reached behind her and slowly unzipped her skirt, dropping it down her slim legs, her toned skin silky to the touch. She shivered at my touch and I stared straight between her legs, at the small patch of hair covered by her sheer panties. She looked at me anxiously, searching for approval.
‘It’s wonderful Lauren. Can I…touch you?’ She nodded and I stretched my hand forth, trembling and lightly brushed her with my fingers through the fabric. She jumped at my touch, and then trembled with faint pleasure at the tingling my stroking was causing.
‘Oh…keep going, it feels-kind of funny, but nice. Can you…put a finger inside me?’ she asked tentatively. I nodded, my mouth dry and I reached both hands up and put my hands on either side of hips, fingers on the straps of her panties and gently pulled them down, sliding them to her feet.
‘Do you want to sit down?’ I asked, motioning towards the bed.
‘Yeah, I guess so.’ She moved over, wearing only her bra, and sat on the edge of the bed. I smiled at her and leaned up to kiss her tenderly. I leant down and brushed my fingers along the inside of her legs, making her contract them as she shivered. I moved them in small circles, getting closer each time and ending up after a minute or two stroking the folds and edges of her vagina.
‘Uhh…stop teasing me-please just touch it…’ she shuddered with frustration. I did, reaching in further and lightly rubbing my fingertip along the inside of her folds, pulling softly and exploring, slowly working a finger inside of her as she became moist. ‘Huh…ohh that…feels-good, oh…’ I looked up and saw a strange look on her face; screwed up with a mixture of pleasure and concentration, she was beginning to breathe heavily. I laughed as I continued to lightly move the first few joints of my finger within her.
‘I hope it’s nice. I haven’t done it before, so tell me if you like something. Or if I’m doing something wrong.’ She was softly panting, her breath coming in short little gasps as she looked down.
‘It’s fi…ohh…fine, just keep-doing…doing whatever you…are’ she moved her hips up on the bed a bit and laid herself back, staring at the ceiling. I concentrated on the warmth around my finger and moved it in a little deeper, sliding it in a bit at a time and wiggling it around a bit more. I had a thought and grinned to myself. Slowly, keeping my other finger moving, I put a finger from my other hand on the bottom of her slit, pressing just inside the folds and moving it up and down in one place quickly.
‘OHHH!’ she cried out, panting faster, and I kept going more and more, getting cries of encouragement. ‘Huh-huh-ohh…pleas…don’t-huh-stop, ohh…’ I smiled to myself and looked up as I worked on her, seeing her tight young body writhing about as she clutched at the sheets and was surprised to see a faint sheen of sweat on her chest and face.
My hands were starting to get sore, but I figured that if I stopped she’d probably bite my head off, so I kept going, trying to get her to come for the first time in her young life. At least the first time at another’s hands. She cried out and groaned deeply, I slowly began to insert another finger into her soft snatch, edging it in and slowing my other finger. I got the two in and moved them in and out, gradually increasing the pace. She had slowed her breathing as I slowed, but now picked it up twofold, and then I moved my finger that had been below, rubbing fast, up higher and slipped the end of it into her as well, moving it in as my other two pulled out and rubbing them quickly against her warm cleft. She cried out loudly, moaning hard as she clenched around my fingers, arching off the bed and humping herself onto my fingers, clenching her legs closed on me. I kept them moving, slower now. She sluggishly came down from her first orgasm, still breathing heavily.
I sat up and pulled her upright and hugged her to me, kissing her as I went. She smiled, looking at me and a happy, satisfied face, beautiful. I looked past her at the clock.
‘Damn. That took over twenty minutes; I could have sworn it was only five or ten at most.’ I smiled, looking at her happy face. ‘I think it was worth it though, even if I can’t feel my hands anymore.’ We laughed and hugged again, kissing quietly and whispering to one another. She felt so soft and supple, her whole body nude except her bra, the skin tight over her body and smooth when pressed against me. I kissed her once more and reached behind her to unclasp her bra. She giggled and shifted her weight so I could reach better. I fumbled with it for a moment before it came unclasped and sat back as it fell forward down her arms.
I watched as it slipped down her slim brown arms and once again lost my breath as her breasts were revealed to me again. Close up they looked even better, were that possible then before. I loved the small mounds, firm and perky with small but puffy nipples, slightly darker then the light tan covering her whole body, with a small areola to match. She was stunning.
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