Lindsey

IÆm sorry if some of you find this long and boring, but I can remember every detail of my first time as if it were yesterday. And to me anyway, the details are the most erotic part of the story.

It was early the second semester of my freshman year in college and I had known Lindsey since the beginning of the year. She was a senior and lived on the floor below me in the dorm, which was unusual as most upperclassmen lived off campus. Lindsey was sort of a mother hen to a lot of the freshmen û but I donÆt mean that in a bad way. She was really sweet and the kind of person who was easy to talk to.

Lindsey was a really big girl û not heavy, just big. She was probably 6-2 and had huge boobs and a nice round ass. Her most remarkable feature was her long blond hair that came down below her butt. To be honest, she was a little on the plain side, and I had never thought about her in a sexual way. We were just buddies. Besides, I knew she was engaged to some guy from her hometown. He had graduated the year before, and a lot of the people in the dorm knew him. But I thought it was sort of strange that he never came to see Lindsey at school and she never seemed to talk much about him.

One of the first weekends after the semester started, I was spending the weekend in the dorm. Things were pretty dull as most folks had gone home, including my roommate. In the dinning hall at dinner, Lindsey was only person I recognized. I sat with her and we sat talking long after we finished eating.

ôSo what are you doing this weekend,ö I asked as we walked back to the dorm.

ôNothing really,ö she said. ôI need to do some reading.ö

ôWhen you get tired of it, come up to my room and IÆll make popcorn,ö I said. I still didnÆt have any thoughts of hitting-on her, I just thought it would be nice to have the company. Besides, I really didnÆt expect that she would come over.

ôOkay, sounds good,ö she said. ôBut it depends on how late I get finished,ö she added, putting a real damper on any hopes of seeing her.

But about 10:00 there was a knock at the door. Lindsey was standing there with a bottle of wine.

ôHey buddy! Is the invite for popcorn still good?ö

She came in and sat down. Our room was set up with bunkbeds on one side and a yard-sale sofa on the other. Lindsey sat down on the sofa and I started the popcorn. We talk for about an hour, gossiping about other in the dorm the general happenings at school. We polished off the bottle of wine and even had a beer or two.

All night, I noticed that she kept rubbing her neck and stretching her shoulders.

ôDoes you neck hurt?ö I asked.

ôYeah, I think I must have slept funny.ö

ôI give expert back rubs,ö I said sitting down on the sofa beside her.

She turned her back toward me and pulled her long hair around in front of her.

ôCareful, IÆm really ticklish.ö

She wasnÆt kidding. I hardly touched her before she started to giggle and squirm. I started to make a game out of it, intentionally trying to tickle her, just to make her jump. We played this game for several minutes, with her trying to tickle me and things getting more and more physical. The thought finally crossed my mind that there may be more to the evening than friendly chit-chat.

But that came to a sudden stop when I accidentally sat down on her long hair, yanking on it hard.

ôOUCH!ö she cried out, pulling away and grabbing the back of her head. ôGod, that hurt!ö

ôIÆm really sorry,ö I said. ôI didnÆt mean to hurt youö Afraid that I had ruined the mood, I put my hand on the back of her head and gently rubbed. Lindsey tipped her head back into my hand and closed her eyes. She slowly exhaled and rubbed her head against my palm.

ôI know, itÆs okay,ö she said, slowly opening her eyes and looking into mine.

We starred a one another for a long minute before I finally pulled her head toward mine and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. I backed away just enough to moisten my lips and kiss her again, this time deeply and more passionately. I felt her lips part and the soft tip of her tongue slip between mine. Our tongues lightly danced together for a moment before I slipped my arms under her and pulled her close. We kissed hard and she pushed her tongue fully into my mouth. I sucked it gently as she slid it in and out. We kissed like this for a long time, until my tongue and lips ached.

Lindsey was now lying back on the sofa with her feet on the floor and her arms wrapped around me tightly. I was more-or-less on top of her but off to one side with my knees on the floor. Like this I could look down between her breasts.

Slowly, I moved my right hand from behind her and gently cupped her left breast. She offered no resistance and continued to kiss me deeply. I could feel her hard nipple under her shirt and bra and rubbed it softly with the palm of my hand.

Taking things slowly, it took me a while before I tried to slide my hand into her still-buttoned shirt. But being at an odd angle, it was difficult for me to get in. Gracefully, Lindsey sat back and slowly unbuttoned her shirt. She unfastened the clasp at the front of her bra and cupped her left breast with her right hand. With her other hand she pulled her clothing aside and offered herself to me.

Her breasts were tremendous. I could cup both my hands together and still not fully hold one of them. Yet they were firm. Her nipples were hard and erect and sat on pink pads the size of silver dollars. I dove at her, kissing, licking and sucking all I could take into my mouth.

I could hear and feel her breathing quicken as I moved from one breast to the other. I ran my tongue over the top of her peaks and down the valley between. I drug the tip of my tongue between her breasts, down her cleavage and to her belly. At her belly button I ran my tongue around the rim a before ramming it inside û a preview of things to come.

ôYouÆre tickling again,ö she said.

ôI want to tickle you all over,ö I mumbled, my tongue still probing her navel.

I moved around in front of her. She was still lying on the sofa and I kneeling in front of her. In one motion, I slid my hands down the outside of her thighs, pushed her knees apart and lightly stroked her inner thigh. My hands met again at the button of her LeviÆs. I opened her pants and with both hands pulled the top of her jeans and panties down to where her bush began. My tongue ran over the soft skin there.

Lindsey sighed deeply and rolled her hips toward me. I could feel her relax and open her legs for me as I continued to nibble at the top of her panties. Suddenly, she lifted her butt off the sofa and pulled her jeans and panties down over her hips. I leaned back and watched as she pulled them off one leg and then the other.

For the first time, I could see her light-brown bush and the crease of her pussy. Her bush was very thin and her lips clearly visible. The pink, wrinkled inner part was swollen from the excitement and timidly poked out. Her tight jeans had flattened her bush against her, but I brushed my hand quickly over it, fluffing it up.

ôYouÆre tickling again,ö Lindsey said.

ôYou bet your ass IÆm tickling again,ö I said and slid my hands under her ass and lifted her toward me, burying my face between her legs. I took a long lick, starting at the bottom of her hole and continuing all the way to above her clit. She squeezed her butt and legs together tightly and then relaxed. She started humping herself against my tongue.

I took turns working her clit and vagina, tweaking her button with my tongue and gently pulling on it with my lips, then plunging my tongue into her hole. I finally focused my mouth on her clit, but slipped one, then two fingers into her pussy. The lips were soft and loose, but just inside the muscles around her entrance were tight and smooth. Once inside she was more open and welcoming. Her juices were hot and sticky and ran between my fingers. I learned she got the most pleasure from me slowly stroking the roof of her vagina û the place on the inside behind her clit on the outside.

Lindsey never made a sound, except for her breathing, which was growing shorter and quicker. She rocked her hips in time with her breaths. She grabbed my free hand and began to squeeze. She took a long deep breath and held it. Her hips lifted off the sofa as she ground her clit hard against my tongue.

I knew the wave of passion passed over her when she let out a short grunt, slowly exhaled and began to relax. Her humping slowed and I slowed down with her. I leaned forward and laid my head on her belly, my fingers still in her. She put one hand on the side of my head and slowly stroked my hair. We laid together for several minutes before she pulled away from me and I let my fingers slide out. By now they were pruney, having been in her so long and smelled sweetly of her musk.

We stayed like this for a long time. I still had most my clothes on but had an incredible erection. Lindsey was the first to break the silence.

ôDo you want to get in the bed?ö she asked.

I looked up at her and nodded yes.

We both stood up. With her standing in front of me, I realized for the first time how incredibly gorgeous my ôbuddyö Lindsey was. I had known how large her breasts were, but now naked and untethered, I could see that they were firm and stood off from her chest. Her skin was a perfect milky white, without a hint of a tan-line. She didnÆt have a hard flat stomach like women in the magazines, but a little tummy and small love handles on either side, which I found very sexy.

ôMy God, youÆre gorgeous!ö I stammered.

ôNo IÆm not, IÆm fat,ö she said, pinching a roll of her tummy.

ôI think youÆre just perfect.ö

ôOh, you probably say that to all the women who get naked with you.ö

I let out a nervous chuckle and must have blushed, as Lindsey seemed to figure out that I was a virgin.

ôHave you ever been with a woman before?ö

ôWell, sure IÆve been with other women.ö

ôNo, I mean have you ever gone all the way û made love with someone?ö

ôUmmh, not really,ö I said bashfully, looking away from her for the first time.

ôYou mean IÆm going to be your first?ö

I didnÆt answer.

Lindsey put her arms around me and gave me a tight hug. She gave me a long, deep kiss. ôThatÆs okay, lover. IÆm going to make it special for you.ö

We stood there kissing for a minute before she knelt and pulled down my jeans and boxers. My stiff dick stood straight out in front of me.

Lindsey encircled it with her thumb and index finger and milked a drop of clear pre-cum out the end. She licked the drop and spread it around my little head with her tongue before taking it into her mouth. She never swallowed the full length of my shaft but just played the head, flicking the sensitive spot on the underside with her tongue and wrapping her lips tightly just behind the rim.

I had had a blowjob before, but this was different. The other girl just pumped me in and out of her mouth until I quickly came. But Lindsey just played with me. It was much more erotic and made me crazy. I knew I wouldnÆt come like this, but that the oral sex was just foreplay to great sex to come.

Lindsey pushed me back toward the bed. She kept me in her mouth, even as I fell back. She stopped sucking me and pulled my pants off my feet then crawled under the blankets with me.

She got on top of me and stuck her tongue deep in my mouth. I could taste myself on her. The thought of what I was tasting was kind of gross, and I pulled back a bit. But Lindsey soon erased that thought from my mind. She sat up and pressed her full weight on her pussy and against my dick. With LindseyÆs pubic hair on top any my own underneath, and her grinding our pubic bones hard together, the hair was scratching my dick and hurt a bit.

But she was now like a wild woman, humping herself hard against me.

ôIÆm going to make it so good for you!ö with a bit of evil tone to her voice. She was enjoying this as much as I was.

At first, I could tell that the soft opening to her vagina was pressing against the middle of my dick. But as she dry-humped me, Lindsey kept working her hole toward the tip. Soon I could tell that with each stroke of her hips, I was slowly working inside her. After I was part of the way in, and I suppose pointing in the right direction, she sat up slightly, made some funny motion with her hips, then sat back down on me hard.

I could feel my penis drive into her with one push. It felt hot and wet on me, but some how softer and more open than I expected. She felt tight around the base of my shaft, but up inside her it was more loose and the end of my penis had no sensation of being in her at all.

She was sitting straight up on top of me with her knees at my side. I could feel her tighten herself as she slowly raised up, letting my dick slide most of the way out. She relaxed as she dropped down on me, taking me quickly back inside.

I was amazed I had lasted as long as I had when I began to feel that familiar tightness in my balls. Naturally, I was thrusting my hips upwards as she drove herself onto me and easing back as she pulled out. On one upstroke I pushed her hips down on me hard, holding that position for an instant, before my juices exploded into her. My spasms continued much longer that with any of my ôhand madeö orgasms.

Lindsey dropped down on me. I could feel her cold nipples against my chest. I was totally spent but she stayed on top of me, slowly rocking me inside of her. My near-limp dick slipped out of her and she rolled off to one side. We fell asleep, holding one another, naked.

Sometime in the middle of the night, I woke up ôspooningö Lindsey from behind. My dick was again stiff and pressed against the back of her leg. Very gently, so as not to wake her, I slowly started working my penis between her legs. I could feel the coarseness of her pubic hair and the softness of the flesh beyond.

If Lindsey woke up, she didnÆt let on. But she started rocking her hips along with mine. It took longer to work myself into her, but finally I was in. She was still very wet inside and I easily slid in and out. It only took a minute before I left my load in her. I stayed inside her for several minutes before my erection began to fade and I pulled away. Lindsey still didnÆt let on that she was awake, until she got up and cleaned herself with a towel.

ôThat was a nice surprise,ö she said, crawling back in bed and pulling the blankets over us.

ôSome alarm clock, huh?ö I said.

She wrapped her arms around me and started kissing. She pulled me tight and threw one leg over mine. By now my erection was completely lost with no hope of return. I slipped my hand between her legs and cupped her pussy. I gently rubbed her and kissed her until she climaxed with a soft shudder. We fell asleep again with my hand between her legs and both our arms and legs wrapped tightly together.

Lindsey and I slept past noon the next day. We made love again when we woke up. We went out of pizza that night and spent the rest of the weekend in bed. I donÆt know how many times we had sex over the two days.

Although Lindsey and I never really ôdated,ö (she was, after all, still engaged) we did sleep together several times during the semester. Since her roommate was also from her hometown (and the maid of honor in her wedding), we had to be very discrete. Finding a private time and place was difficult.

Lindsey got married that spring and I even went to the wedding. I was the one who kissed the bride full on the lips! Though IÆve not seen her since, I understand through friends she is still married and has children who are probably college age themselves by now. I sincerely hope she is happy.

Needless to say, I have fond memories of Lindsey. Like the beer ad says, ôYou never forget your first girl.ö

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