Allow me to introduce myself; my name is Adam, I'm 20 years old and living in the North of England. I have blonde hair, I'm 5"8 and a little plump, but I don't mind. I'm not as experienced as a lot of my friends in the bedroom, but my dick is 6.5 inches which has never caused me any problems. This is a story about something that happened to me very recently - which I want to share with you all.
Meet Annie. She's just turned 18 and doesn't live too close to me. She's a little bit smaller than me but has the most beautiful eyes you have ever seen. She has long flowing ginger hair, which just nicely covers her gorgeous breasts when it hangs down in front of them. Her breasts are an Impressive 34E size and they make me hard just looking at them. She has gorgeous legs, which I've always fantasized about being wrapped around me if I was ever lucky enough to get into the same bed as her.
Anyways, we've met up a couple of times before and had a pretty good time, we've usually gone out round her city to the local shops and leisure places to spend time together. I've had a large crush on her for a long time, she's often the object of my fantasies but I never thought she could reciprocate the feelings. She rang me up a few days ago letting me know that her parents are out of town for the weekend and asked me if I wanted to stay the night. I of course obliged, but little did I know the events that would unfold during that night.
I was REALLY excited thinking about meeting up with Annie again, spending time with her always made me incredibly happy inside because she's such a genuinely nice, warm bubbly person with a brilliant sense of humour. We actually met on a popular Internet site, and have swapped pictures and talked dirty a few times but nothing ever came of it. I usually find myself getting quite horny just thinking about her when I'm in bed and struggle to contain my thoughts about her when I'm out in public or talking to her.
Before I knew it I had begun the quite long drive to her house. On the journey there I started thinking about spending time with her again and my thoughts soon progressed to a fantasy I had been thinking about just the night before. I quickly cleared my head realising she probably wouldn't want anything to happen with me in a sexual way. Little more than a couple of hours later it was about 9pm and I was stood on her doorstep with the all too familiar butterflies in my stomach waiting to see her stunning complexion once again.
I could feel my heart beating so fast, the blood rushing through my veins as I reached out to press the doorbell. My stomach jumped a little as I saw the hallway light turn on and a shadowy figure running towards the door. I stepped back slightly as I heard the rattling of a key in the lock and watched the door fly open in front of me. The woman of my dreams stood no more than a metre a way from me with a beaming smile on her face. I took a moment to look her up and down; she was wearing jet-black leggings covered only by a small red skirt at the top. Above that was a rather thin white T-shirt that cut off just above her elbows. An obviously visible black bra covered her breasts; they seemed larger than ever before.
Her eyes sparkled like the night sky as we looked deep into each other's and whispered "I missed you" at the same time. As if nothing had changed, she jumped on me and wrapped her legs around my waist, her breasts pushing against the bottom of my face as she gave me the tightest hug I had ever received. She gave me a quick peck on the cheek and grabbed my hand to pull me into the house. I had been here a few times before, but only when her parents were in. It seemed strangely more comforting yet romantic knowing that we would be alone and uninterrupted for the entire night.
I must admit, it did cross my mind wondering why she would invite me to stay the night, but I just shrugged it off assuming she wanted to spend some more time with her friend, we hadn't seen each other in a while after all.
She led me into the lounge and we both sat down to watch TV. My favourite movie --
its kind of a funny story
was just starting. As we sat down she sat a lot closer than she usually would to me, resting her head on my shoulder and curling her knees up into a little ball; giving me almost a half cuddle.
We sat and talked for an hour or so catching up on what had been happening in our lives since the last time we saw each other. She talked about her experience with boys, finishing university and just general life around her part of town. Nothing had really changed in my life, the only woman I had ever felt anything for over the past year or two was sitting inches away from me -- but I couldn't tell her that.
It wasn't long before I started feeling a little parched after the long drive she asked if I wanted a drink of anything, but I took out a bottle of wine -- her favourite -- that I had brought with me. She rushed off to get some glasses and poured one for each of us. We continued talking for a few more minutes before there was a loud bang somewhere in the street and all of the lights went out. We were surrounded in complete darkness and silence as even the TV had switched itself off.
Annie went to look out of the window and noticed that it didn't just seem to be us that had lost electricity, the rest of the street was in darkness too. Annie is a natural worrier, she tends to overthink and worry about a lot of things. We both do actually, but the electricity cutting out seemed to scare her slightly. I told her to sit down and topped up her glass of wine before wandering off in search of a source of light.
It took a couple of minutes before I found a huge box of candles tucked away in a cupboard in the kitchen. I brought them back into the lounge and started placing them around everywhere, lighting them all around the room. I took some upstairs into the bedroom as well ready for when she needed to get ready for bed.
I don't know if it was the wine or the soft orange glow from the candles, but her eyes seemed even more beautiful than ever before. Her face seemed so soft and smooth, and we spent a few seconds staring into each other's eyes. I moved closer to her and cuddled up to her on the sofa. If anything I wanted to make sure she felt completely safe and comfortable. She thanked me for coming and once again we found each other looking deep into our eyes. Our faces started slowly moving closer to each other, the tension in the room building dramatically by the second. My heart started racing as we continued to lean in to each other.
For the first time in the history of our friendship our lips met and the feelings of romance and attraction that I had been building up about Annie released all at the same time. I was overcome by not only emotion, but also sheer passion as I started to kiss her. Her tongue danced with mine as our lips continued to kiss softly and slowly, yet passionately. I softly moaned her name into her mouth as my teeth gently bit her lower lip, my hands moving down to the small of her back and embracing her at the same time as kissing her.