I met Bobbie at the beginning of summer following my freshman year in college. I was staying in town to attend summer school and work at the university. I was 19, she was 25; she was dating a friend of mine who was more her age. I quickly sensed that their, 'relationship' was on the wane. My friend confirmed that his wandering eye had wandered to a buxom young blond he had met through his business.
Bobbie was around five foot three, soft, full, C cup tits, a cute, pixie face and a fine ass. She was a natural blond with the popular, page boy hair style. I was attracted to her immediately and paid particular attention to her any time I had the opportunity. With the green light from my buddy, I decided to try to get in her pants.
I drove by her apartment one evening and just decided to drop in, which wasn't that strange in those days. She seemed surprised, but genuinely pleased to see me. She got us both a couple of beers and we sat on the floor to listen to some music and talk. We were making out in less than five minutes; as I recall, she made the first move. After five or ten minutes of a very tender make out session, she calmly stated her intentions.
"I don't know about you, but I'm going to bed." She calmly intoned, rising and making her way to the bedroom a few feet away. I followed.
With few preliminaries we both undressed quickly. The room was very dark; the bed was small. I prefer to see the woman I'm fucking, so I turned on a small desk lamp on the other side of the room, adjusting it to provide a faint glow of light within the room.
Bobbie had an urgency as we became more involved in each others bodies, a need to be touched, stroked fondled and made love to. I later learned that my buddy had not been very romantic or intimate in the bedroom. Much later I learned more about Bobbie's mood that night. For over half and hour, though both naked and in her bed, we continued to make out. As time progressed we discovered each others special places and our actions became more erotic.
I took her pussy that first time in a very traditional way, from the front in the classic missionary position. We had dispensed with the normal oral preludes; she wanted my cock inside her.
At that age I loved pussy. I'd had my share of blow jobs through high school and fucked several women in the ass as part of the teen birth control regimen of the times. As I got older I came to relish great BJs and particularly enjoyed anal sex with women whose cunts had loosened following children. At this stage, I would rather sink my dick in to a tight, warm, young pussy than eat.
It was a very tender fuck. She began to moan and whimper as soon as I entered her and had an orgasm within seconds. There was a lot of touching, stroking and kissing. She was warm and soft and surrounded my body like a kid glove. I fucked her slow, not wanting to ever let my cock escape the tight, hot confines of her sweet little cunt. I came inside her and continued to hold on tight and make love to her mouth and tits.
At 19, you guessed it, I was still hard, and still inside her. She started to roll over, taking me with her and ending up on top. My cock slipped out of her pussy; she reached down and daintily reinserted it. Then, she fucked me.
She rode my boner for a long time. Her sense of urgency increased. Her mouth never left mine as she increased her pace, moaning and whimpering, literally bouncing up and down on my cock. As she sensed that I was hardening and getting close, her movement grew to a fever pitch. She came with a crashing, screaming, gasping finish. She continued to move, albeit slower, and I came again in her tender little quim. We rolled on our sides and fell asleep.
I took that hot little muff two more times that night. Once from behind, with her firm, milky white ass shining in the glow of the desk lamp. That was a hard fuck, sweaty and intense. The second time, as I awoke in the morning, was, once again, a slow, tender, sweet fuck. Few words, if any, had been exchanged throughout the night.
