Lindsey was starting college when we met and began to date. I was about five years older than her.
Friends said we made a good-looking couple: she was a tall, blue-eyed blonde with a great smile and a better figure while I was 6' 3", 180 pounds, had wavy brown hair and green eyes.
Lindsey and I both had a sense of humor about life and, as we soon found out, we both had high sex drives, too.
I had graduated college already but I still had friends there so I would drop by now and then to party with them. That's how Lindsey and I met—she was a new student at an orientation event.
A mutual friend introduced us and we took a liking to each other right away. Before the orientation event was over, Lindsey and I made a date for the upcoming Saturday.
We got together early that Saturday afternoon and walked around the campus for a while...just talking about things and making each other laugh occasionally...flirting a little.
As the day pressed on, we made our way into the town. We checked out a few shops, had a modest dinner and then went for a walk in the park.
When the sun began to set, we talked about taking in a movie but the local theater wasn't showing anything that particularly thrilled us so, instead, we started strolling back to campus.
It was still early for a Saturday night—just a little before nine o'clock—but by then Lindsey and I had been together for almost eight hours...and I think we both had been having a good time. It seemed to me that neither of us wanted the night to end just yet.
I talked about calling one of my friends at the college to find a party Lindsey and I could go to but she had other ideas—Lindsey asked if I'd like to "come up to (her) room for a while."
I wasn't sure how far Lindsey wanted to go on our first date but, whatever she had in mind, returning to her room sounded a lot better than some dumb party.
We walked back to her dormitory and Lindsey signed me in as her guest, then we rode a slow elevator up to her floor.
When we got to her room, Lindsey took keys out of her purse, unlocked the door and held it open for me.
I thanked Lindsey and walked into her room.
As I did, I seemed to hear Lindsey pull something else from her purse.
I glanced back and thought I saw her pat the outside of the door as she followed me into the room.
Did I see that right? It looked strange but I let it pass. I had other things on my mind.
Catching my curious look, Lindsey gave me a charming smile as she closed and locked the door behind us.
The dorm was a double: two beds, two desks, two small refrigerators, two dresser drawers. The far wall had a curtainless window that looked out on the campus below.
The room also had its own private bathroom, which was a nice perk given dorm life.
Lindsey obviously had a roommate but the girl wasn't there right now. I wondered where she might be and how long she might be gone.
I don't remember just what we said or how things got started but it wasn't long before Lindsey and I were snuggled up in her bed, kissing each other, groping each other and starting to undress each other.
A small lamp on a table next to Lindsey's bed provided just the right amount of light to make things cozy.
I remember unbuttoning Lindsey's blouse and kissing my way from her neck, down over her chest and onto her belly.
She was wearing a lacy black bra that, unfortunately, did not unsnap in the front but it wasn't long before Lindsey sat up in bed, threw off her blouse and stripped out of her bra.
I took that moment to enjoy my first look at Lindsey's breasts. She had full, beautiful breasts...with pale areolas. Her nipples were already poking up gently.
And Lindsey was clearly proud of her breasts, too. As I looked at them, she grinned and even cupped each of them in her hands, lifting them up slightly for me.
"What do you think?" she asked me, playfully.
"You are
gorgeous
," I said with emphasis, reaching out to fondle Lindsey's boobs for myself.
She let me feel her tits for a few seconds before she placed a hand on my forearm and said, "Let's make love."
I stripped off my shirt, tossed it somewhere onto the floor and settled myself down on top of Lindsey, nuzzling my face in between her magnificent breasts.
Lindsey draped her arms over my back and began taking in deeper breaths while I held one of her breasts and kissed up and down the slope of it.
She began moaning quietly, whispering, "This is so nice...."
I nibbled at her nipple, sucking at it hard enough to pull the whole tit upward a little ways before releasing my lips and letting it gently fall back to her chest.
I was soon doing the same to the other tit.
Lindsey seemed to be relaxed and enjoying the tender pleasures.
She had soft and sexy tits and I couldn't believe how lucky I was to be playing with them.
Eventually, I began kissing my way down Lindsey's chest, toward her belly. It was soon necessary to get her out of the long skirt she was still wearing.
I raised myself up, off of Lindsey, and reached down to unbuckle the slim belt that held the skirt around her waist.
Lindsey raised her hips up and helped me remove the skirt. I pulled it down her legs and tossed it into a growing pile of clothes in the middle of the floor.
There she was for me now—laying on her bed, topless, wearing only a pair of white cotton panties and stylish, low-cut black suede dress boots.
God, she was sexy! I was aching to get out of my own clothes and feel myself, skin to skin, against her.
As I took a few seconds to gaze at Lindsey's beautiful, almost naked body, she sat up, reached out and began tugging at the belt in my pants.
I hopped off the bed and kicked off my shoes while Lindsey unbuckled my belt and almost frantically pulled my pants down my legs.
I stepped out of them quickly and nudged them to the side with my foot, adding to our pile of clothes on the floor.
I was down to just my boxer briefs now which were bulging with my cock inside them. I was hard for Lindsey.
Sitting on the edge of her bed, Lindsey reached up to carefully grope the bulge in my shorts.
Sounding like she was happy with what she was seeing and feeling, Lindsey looked up at me and let out a sexy, "Mmm-
hmmm
."
I smiled at Lindsey and, anticipating what was to come, I said, "Let me get a condom ready."
Keeping her eyes fixed on the bulge in my shorts, Lindsey casually told me, "you don't need one...unless you
want
to use it." Lindsey looked up at me and said, with a smile, "I'm on the pill."
I didn't give the condom a second thought. Fucking Lindsey, bareback, was everything I could have hoped for.
Lindsey moved on, sliding her fingers into the waistband of my boxer briefs and yanking them down my legs.
My cock sprung forward in front of her.
"Whoa," Lindsey said, actually breaking into a momentary laugh.
She reached up to gently wrap her hand around my shaft...slowly, erotically, feeling and examining my penis and balls.
She said nothing for a few seconds while her beautiful blue eyes looked over my cock. Then Lindsey leaned forward and kissed my cockhead a few times.
A couple of moments later, I felt the tip of her tongue delicately licking my head. She opened her mouth a little more and gently scraped my cockhead with the edges of her teeth...and then, Lindsey slipped my cockhead past her lips and teeth and took my dick into her mouth.
Her wet, warm mouth felt sensational...the tip of her tongue darting under and around my dick. I felt myself swelling and getting even harder inside her mouth.
I reached down to grope one of Lindsey's breasts as she sucked me.
