This is a true story. (I’m amazed how much of this story I remember
vividly. Much of the language is almost
word for word what was said.) This was
the beginning of an affair that lasted several months and I still fondly
remember Kari, pronounced car-e.
It was the
spring of 1976, and I was standing in line at the student union building
cafeteria, essentially brain dead, waiting to get a cup of coffee. I’d been up late the night before studying
and seriously needed the coffee to wake up.
I noticed an attractive young woman standing in line ahead of me looking
at the wall, and then looking at me. She
repeated this several times, and then asked, “Is that you?”
I looked to
where she indicated and said, “Uh, yes,” staring wide eyed at the painting on
the wall, which happened to be a full frontal nude of me. I’d started modeling for the art department
the semester before as one of many part-time jobs I had to pay for college;
however, I had no clue that drawings or paintings of me were going to be
displayed in the student union building for everyone to see.
“Very
cool!” She smiled up at me. She was a delicate looking young woman with
beautiful, red-brown hair nearly to her waist, and bright blue eyes. She had a tight body and her face lit up when
she smiled and I couldn’t help but grin back at her.
We finally
got our coffee and I scanned the seating area and saw an open booth back in the
corner of the cafeteria. With our large
containers of coffee in hand I lead the way through the crowd and snagged the
booth. She peeled off her jacket and
slid into the booth. I couldn’t help but
notice her prominent nipples showing through her tight white sweater. We settled in and she reached across the
table, took my hand, and said, “Hi, I’m Kari.
It’s nice to see you, all of you,” she included with an impish grin and
a wink.
She held on
to my hand, and I blushed and said, “I’m Jim.
It’s nice to meet you Kari.” Why
I was embarrassed, I didn’t know, except that I was very attracted to this
young lady, and I was caught off guard by seeing the painting in the most
prominent location in the very center of campus activity.
We talked
easily about school, and other things that we were both interested in. It felt like she and I had been friends for a
long time. She was from Boston and I was a
local. Kari told me that she was taking
theater as a minor and she loved acting out scenarios with her friends. She asked me about modeling and I told her it
was a lot harder than it looked, that I had to stay motionless for up to 30
minutes at a time. I also remarked that often
it became quite uncomfortable, and how hard it was not to move sometimes,
especially when I got an itch.
“How do you
keep from getting hard?” She asked earnestly.
I told her that it really wasn’t a sexually charged situation and that
after the first week or so, I hadn’t had much trouble with that. She kept reaching across the table touching
my arm or my hand when she talked and I could tell she liked me. Every time she touched me it was as if she
was pressing a button that would send a jolt of electricity to my groin.
It wasn’t
long before we had to head off to class and she said, “I’d really like to see
you again.” She winked and smiled, “Maybe
in person?”
“I’d like
that very much.” I replied, grinning. “I’m out of class at 3 this afternoon and
don’t have to work until tomorrow. If
you’re free, maybe we could get together.” I said hoping that would work with
her schedule.
“This next class
is the only one I have today, how about you meet me at my apartment after your
class?” She said, writing her address
and phone number on a piece of notebook paper.
I noticed that she lived on the street just to the south of campus, just
beyond the girl’s dorms.
She hugged
me, gave me a quick look in the eyes, and I thought for a second she was going
to kiss me, then she turned and left. I
hadn’t realized how small she was before she’d hugged me. She couldn’t have been 5 feet tall, and next
to my 6 feet 3 inches, she seemed tiny. I stood there staring at her tight little
backside as she hurried through the crowd and off to class.
I spent the
rest of the day thinking about Kari and her sparkling blue eyes and of course
her prominent nipples, and trying to hide the erection that made itself known
every time I thought of her.
I arrived at
her apartment door at 15 minutes past 3, after nearly getting run over as I
sprinted across campus and across the street to her apartment. I stood for a minute to catch my breath and
heard one of my favorite songs playing on her stereo and knocked on the
door.
Kari opened
the door and said sternly, “You’re late, I expected you here promptly at 3:00
for your modeling session. Now hurry and
get undressed and start your first 20 minute pose.” She had a serious expression on her face, but
I could see her eyes sparkling with delight.
She’d changed her clothes and was wearing a halter top and very short
cut-off jeans.
I stared at
her for a minute, and then realized she was acting out a scenario and I decided
to go with it. Why not get naked in
front of her? It’s what I wanted to do
since the moment I met her; although I wanted her naked as well.
“Oh god, I’m
sorry I’m late. I’ll get ready
immediately. Where should I change?”
“Right here,
I don’t have time for you to go anywhere else and change.” She said, trying hard not to smile.
I stepped
over to her couch and dropped my jacket, peeled my T-shirt over my head,
slipped my boots and socks off, undid my belt, and began unbuttoning my Levis. I looked up at her and her eyes were glued on
my hands at my fly. I was hard already
and my cock was extending down my right pant leg. I slowly unbuttoned the last three buttons
and pulled my hands away. About 2 inches
of my cock were showing through my open fly.
“Well, what
are you waiting for? I don’t have all
day, you know.” She stated, her nipples
obvious through the thin cotton of her halter top.
I stifled a
laugh and slid my Levis
down, my cock springing free and standing up at a sharp angle.
I heard the
sharp intake of her breath and looked up at her. “What kind of pose would you like?”
“I, uh, I’d
like a standing pose, with some twist in it.”
She stated looking me up and down.
“Hair tied up
or loose?”
“Hair
loose.”
I took the
elastic out of my hair and shook it out and took my pose. My hair was well past my shoulders.
“Now, you are
not to move for the next 20 minutes. If
you move I’ll stop doing what I’m doing and you’ll have to get dressed and
leave immediately, understand? I’m
setting a timer and when it goes off, you can move.”
I was a
little unsure what she had in mind, but I was willing to go along with her for
now.
She walked
around me as I stood there, my body motionless and my gaze fixed on the chair
across the room. “For example, if I was
to do this,” She said as she wrapped her hand around my cock, just below the
head and lightly stroked me, “and you were to thrust your hips forward, I’d
stop what I was doing immediately, and you would have to leave.” She looked up at me wickedly, and all I could
do was look at her with my eyes, not moving my head. She released my cock and I groaned. She walked behind me and ran her fingertips
from my balls, lightly along the crack of my ass and up my back under my hair
to the base of my skull. I moaned, and
it was hard not to turn to her. “You
like that, huh? I’ll remember
that.” She chuckled wickedly.
She walked
back around in front of me and with her back to me, bent over forward and
placed her palms on the floor about a foot behind her heels. She looked up at me from between her smooth
well muscled thighs, and said, “I was a gymnast, and I’m very flexible.” She smiled and placed both palms on her tight
little butt, her shoulders between her thighs and her elbows behind her
knees.
I groaned, my
cock jerked and drips of pre-cum began stringing out of the tip and running
down its length. It was all I could do
not to look directly at her. Luckily she
was almost in my line of site.
“You like
that, huh?” She smiled and placing her
hands in front of her and did a slow walk over, which stretched the fabric of
her halter top taught against her breasts as her upper body came upright. She leaned back and did a back bend looking
up at me, her hands were nearly against her feet, and the halter top was again
taught against her breasts.
She turned to
me and kissed my nipples, nipping them with her teeth lightly, then licked and kissed
her way down my chest to my stomach. She
slid her tongue into my belly button; the head of my cock was pressed against
the underside of her jaw. She smiled up
and me and it was all I could do not to look down at her. Her lips enveloped the head of my cock and
her tongue probed into the slit. I groaned.
“Mmm you taste good, a little sweet, and a little salty.” She licked the length of my shaft and around
the head, and then took the first 5 inches of my cock into her mouth, the head
pressed against the back of her throat.
She swallowed and swirled her tongue around the shaft and slid back off
my cock, the suction causing a loud pop, when the head slipped from her lips. “You’re cock is long, the longest I’ve ever
had the pleasure of playing with,” she purred.
“Oh my god,
that felt good.” I moaned.
“No talking
or I’ll stop.” She smiled up at me.
She stood,
cupping my balls in her hand and lightly squeezing them. Turning away from me she reached behind her
and untied the bottom of her halter top, then slipped it over her head and
tossed it aside. Again she leaned back
and did a back bend into a walk over and when she stood she was pressed tight
against the front of me, my cock pressed into her back. It was all I could do not to reach around and
take her breasts in my hands. I strained
my eyes to look down and I could just see the tips of her nipples extend out
from her slightly up turned breasts.
Kari rose up
and down, her back against my cock using the dripping pre-cum as a lubricant as
she stroked me against her. I groaned
and gritted my teeth clenching my jaw trying not to thrust against her. She turned around and slid down to her knees,
again taking the first 5 inches of my cock in her mouth, and then she swallowed
several times and took the rest of my cock, the head and part of the shaft
going down her throat. She stroked me
several times, taking the head of my cock and a little more down her throat. It was the first time any girl had done that
to me. I groaned and was straining not
to come. She slid off me and said. “No coming, not yet anyway.” My cock was throbbing, and a little cum oozed
out.
She sashayed
away from me. Looked over her shoulder
and unbuttoned her shorts. She bent over
and slid them down her legs in one quick move and stepped out of them, I
swallowed hard, no panties. I could see
her pussy. She walked up to me and swung
her right leg out to the side and up and placed it on my left shoulder. She pressed herself against me, her hard
nipples poking against my lower chest. I
could feel the soft hairs of her trimmed bush against the upper part of my
thigh. I was amazed at her
flexibility.
I had reached
the end of my rope and was just about to break my pose and take her right then
and there when the alarm went off. She
tried to step back, but I grasped her instantly by the hips. I stepped to the side and scooped her up in
my arms and set her on the couch. I slid
my body over hers, pinning her down. She
had her hands against my chest, and was pushing me away when I leaned down and
kissed her. She held her lips tight for
a heartbeat or two, and then I felt her relax.
I played with her lips with my tongue as I was placing small little
kisses on her lips, upper, lower, and the corners of her mouth. I slipped my tongue between her lips and she
opened up. Almost immediately she was
kissing me back aggressively.
I slid up her
body slightly until my cock was between us and pressed the shaft of my cock
against her wet pussy. Kari groaned and
thrust up against me. I began to kiss my
way down her body, focusing on her beautiful breasts, licking and suckling her
nipples, and kissing the underside of her firm breasts.
I kissed my
way down her belly and down her right thigh, kissing and licking the soft
smooth skin. I could smell her arousal
and it was heavenly. I kissed and licked
my way up her left thigh and sucked the junction of her thigh. I parted her nether lips with my tongue and
dipped into her pussy. I laved her from
perineum to clitoris and she arched up against me and moaned. I circled her hard clit, poking out from
under its hood, with my tongue, and then sucked it between my lips and probed
it with my tongue. Kari grabbed my head
and pulling my face against her, arched her back and came. I kept licking her, being more and more
gentle as she continued to come.
After a
minute or so, she pulled me up and kissed me.
She wrapped her legs around me, reached between us and guided my cock
into her. I pressed the head of my cock
against her pussy and gently pushed and the head slipped into her. “Gentle, please.” She purred.
I pressed a couple of inches into her, she was very tight, and then
backed out, leaving only the head in her. “If feels so fucking good.”
I slowly pressed
forward moving about three or so inches into her and stopped. “You are so tight!” I whispered in her ear.
“There’s a
reason I’m so tight. I’ve never had a
cock in my pussy before.”
“Oh god, you
would tell me that now. You’re a
virgin?”
“I just
haven’t had a cock in my pussy. Don’t
freak out, just fuck me.”
I pulled out
again and slowly buried my cock in her, the head pressed against her
cervix. “Oh fuck, that feels so
good. I never thought it would feel so
fucking good.” I held myself there as
she accommodated my size and as she relaxed I drew back and slowly stroked in
again. She was able to take all of me
then and I did it again, only a little faster.
I stroked into her several more times, each time going a little faster.
“Oh my
fucking god!” She yelled as she came.
She was squeezing me so hard I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t hold off any longer and came with
a shout.
“That feels
amazing. Feeling you flood me with your
come was too cool.” She held me tight
and I slowly stroked into her.
Back in those days I could stay hard
for what seemed like forever and we spent the rest of the afternoon and evening
making love to each other. We made love
just about everywhere during our time together, on my motorcycle, as well as in
and on my jeep. We made love in the
mountains, down in the desert, and in all the local reservoirs and lakes. As long as we were making love we got along
fine, but other times, well, that’s why we’re not together still.
One thing that was pretty cool was to
have her sit on my lap with my cock against her belly and realize how far into
her it went when we fucked. I’m not
exceptionally hung, but I guess I’m longer than average (7.5 inches or 19 cm
for all y’all across the pond.)
This was the 70’s and you didn’t have
to worry about fatal STDs, like AIDs and things like that, in addition, nearly
every young woman used oral birth control, so the use of condoms was very
limited. Oh, the good old days. LOL
I hope you enjoyed the story. It’s a true story, and as I stated at the
beginning, I can still recall almost all the dialog, and can still recall the
smells and feelings at the time.
Oh yeah, she was my one and only
virgin. She’d had lots of sex before we
met, but she’d never been penetrated vaginally by a cock before me.





