Where it happened: In the Woods
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
This happened about 3 months ago. I was attending a 2-year Community College here in the Midwest. There was this one guy, called Phil, in several of my classes, who was simply the most handsome guy I had ever seen. Nearly 6 feet tall, slim, gorgeous face, jet black hair. Every time I looked at him, I drooled. And when I heard from some of the other girls around campus that he was quite the “ladies man” and had slept with several of the girls on the cheerleading squad, I wondered what it would be like to have sex with him.
Gradually I got to know him, and we began walking to some of our classes together. He was always very nice and began to pay quite a bit of attention to me. We attended a few basketball games together and went out for hamburgers and cokes afterwards. We also took in a couple of movies — and it was there I could tell that he was interested in me, because during the movie he would place his right arm around me and gradually work his hand down around my breast and just sort of rub or massage it gently through my sweater. I didn’t stop him. In fact I would also place my hand on his while he was doing this and encourage him.It felt so good. We kissed a few times while doing this, but never went any further.
When Spring vacation came, he got a job on the highway department,and worked in various parts ofthe state on construction jobs, but was usually home most weekends and we would get together.
One night, after a ,we were fooling around in his car. He was massaging my breasts — this time under my sweater, and I was massaging his erect penis through his jeans. It was very hard and seemed very big, although he had never actually shown it to me. We talked a lot about sex, and I finally got up enough nerve to ask him if he actually had slept with all of the girls that I had been told about. He was very frank, and said, Yes, he had slept with about 8 or 9, and that he enjoyed having sex, and said that to him it was the greatest thing that God had ever invented, and he felt that it was for the enjoyment of men and women who mutually consented to the act. He then asked me if I had ever been fucked before. I told him No. He then asked me if I would like him to fuck me, because it really was a wondeful experience. Before I could answer,he continued to speak of the wonderful feeling that goes through the bodies of both the man and the woman when they are joined together. He kept referring to his penis as “The Fountain of Love,” and told me that he would really enjoy making love to me, so long as I was willing. I continued to stroke his manhood there in the car, and when I said Yes,I would like to have sex with him sometime,he said “O.K., but not tonight. I want it to be very special.” Then, as I rubbed his hardness there in the car, he creamed his pants.
“Thanks for that,” he said. “That felt great.” The front of his jeans were very wet, and I could smell his semen. “That’s love cream from “the fountain of love.”
We arranged to meet the next day and drove out into the country. It was a beautiful sunny day and was very warm. We parked the car at the end of an old dirt roadway, and then he got out a blanket from the trunk and we walked into the woods. There was no one else around and when we got to a small clearing, he said he thought this was a good spot to make love, and he spread his blanket. He told me take off my clothes, which I did, and then he did sort of a striptease in front of me, taking off his sport shirt first, revealing his beautiful chest. Then he removed his jeans, and beneath them he wore bikini briefs that showed his obvious hard-on. He then slowly took off his briefs and there was that beautiful “Fountain of Love,” as he called it, standing erect in the sunlight.
I would judge that it was probably 9-10 inches long, not real fat, but full and slender. His circumcised tip was more beautiful than I had imagined, rounded on the top and both sides, but the underside was very flat and smooth, and very firm and hard. Picture perfect was the way I would describe it.
We sat down on the blanket beneath the sunny sky, and he explained in great detail the functioning of his “Fountain of Love,” and then asked me to run my hands around it, which I did, and then, before very long, I could not resist, and I began kissing it all over, and placing it in my mouth. As I did so, he began thrusting it deeper and deeper and soon his “fountain” began to eject his love potion into my mouth and down my throat. The sensation was wonderful. The first time I had had a penis in my mouth and I loved it. I felt that I could not get enough of him and kept trying to push harder and harder to get his entire shaft into my throat. I had heard about the movie “Deep Throat” but never imagines anything could be like this. Phil kept moaning and moaning out loud and yelling softly “Yes, Yes, keep it in, keep it in, I love it, I love it!!”
After about ten or fifteen minutes of this, he seemed to have expended all of his love cream, and we just laid back and hugged and kissed each other madly, grinding our pelvises into each other. We rolled over and over. Then, after resting for a few minutes, he began to cover my entire body with his kisses, massaging and kissing my breasts and licking my nipples, then down to my thighs and finally to my vagina area. His tongue was masterful as he thrust it in and out of my “lower lips” and rolled my clitoris between his lips. I was in absolute ecstacy!! By this time, his “Fountain of Love” was completely hard and erect once again, and as I spread my legs, he slowly entered me, with gentle thrusts, one or two inches at a time, then deeper thrusts. It hurt slightly at first, but then, after several seconds, I was rising to his thrusts and meeting him every time he came deeper. He placed his hands beneath my buttocks and helped me bring my body towards his as his “fountain” began exploding its love liquid within me in deep spurts “FUCK ME PHIL, FUCK ME PHIL,” I kept screaming.”I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! DON’T STOP, KEEP IT IN ME, KEEP IT IN ME.” And he did. I could feel that beautiful hard circumcised tip of his penis reaching deeper and deeper, and the sensation of that lengthy piece of flesh massaging my own flesh was indescribable.He filled me completely with every drop of sperm he had in him.
We must have fucked there among the trees and bushes for a couple of hours. After fucking me in the “traditional” manner, he took a brief rest and then began to fuck me from behind. He then had me straddle him and impale my body onto his. Every moment was wonderful.
We stayed there in the woods all afterrnoon.It was like and Adam and Eve fantasy, our naked bodies entwined in each other in every possible way. He never used a condom. He said that the “natural way” was the best and if I got pregnant, he’d marry me. I kind of wondered about that because he had already told me that he he had fucked 8 or 9 other girls before, but in the heat and passion of the moment, as we enjoyed each other’s bodies slamming into each other, I guess I believed him — or else didn’t care.
Well, fortunately, I did not get pregnant that afternoon. Why I don’t know. Since then I’ve gotten a prescription for birth control, and Phil and I fuck every time he’s home on the weekends. We always try to find secluded, unusual spots — on a park bench when no one is around at night, against the trees on campus (several hundred feet from the nearest classroom building) when things are kind of deserted on a Saturday afternoon,in the back of his SUV,under water, while skinny dipping in the college pool at night,in an empty classroom with the door locked, and a variety of other special places. We enjoy each other’s bodies and I can’t seem to get enough of Phil’s fabulous
“Fountain of Love.”
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