What an afternoon I was having!
I had done two things for the first time today: 1. Made love in a public restroom. 2. Made love with a woman BEFORE our first date.
If you'll remember, Camille is 5'1", I am 7'1", and I have a bit of a fetish for women significantly shorter than myself.
We left campus right after our afternoon interlude and drove back to her place.
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Cami was driving, and I scooted over right next to her. Whenever we would stop at a red light, we'd kiss very passionately for a moment. Once, we actually forgot ourselves and only broke the kiss when a car honked at us from behind, signaling that the light had turned green. While we were moving, I nuzzled and kissed her neck and ear.
We quickly got out of the car once at her apartment; then she leapt, literally jumped into my arms. I caught her and cradled her into a comfortable carrying position (without even a slight effort). She pointed out her apartment and I walked quickly to the door. Although I was tempted, I decided against kicking the door in and allowed her to open it with a key.
Once inside, I closed the door with my foot and resumed kissing her. My erection was now in full force, in anticipation of what was about to happen.
"Down," she said between kisses. I complied and put her on her feet. She then grabbed my hand firmly and pulled me towards her bedroom. Once we were in the room, I turned and reached for her, but she quickly pushed me onto the bed. Somehow, she mustered enough force to actually take me off my feet.
"What," I started to ask a question, but she climbed on top of me and pushed her left index finger onto my lips, silencing me.
"There's a time for talking, and a time for fucking," she said in a deep, lusty voice.
No arguments from me.
There was something deliciously kinky to me about this little woman giving orders to me, a giant compared to her. It was really driving me wild.
She leaned back and started to take her clothes off in a determined, aggressive sort of way. Her movements were neither fast nor slow as she disrobed, but she did tug pretty hard and did not waste time. We locked eyes as she did this, and I saw a fierce sort of confidence there.
She took her shirt off over her head, and revealed the milky-white flesh of her torso, the color of which was interrupted only by the whiter hue of her bra. That came off next, and revealed a pair of breasts more perfect than I had thought. Even out of their brassiere, they were still high and firm, and still as perfectly round as they looked in the bra. She got off of the bed just long enough to pull her shorts and panties off.
We were not rushed as we had been on campus, and so now I got a good chance to appreciate how firm her thighs were, how very smooth the skin all over her body. She had not damaged her skin with sun-exposure, and I definitely appreciate it now. I got a brief glimpse of her vagina, and saw that she had a very thin mound of almost transparently blond hair between her legs.
Her eyes were a very bright blue, which complimented her overall look quite, quite well. The Kool-Aid-red hair contrasted with the rest, but only to make her look a little kinkier.
She made a lovely sight standing there before me, this gorgeous little nymph.
"You going to wear all that?" she asked, a smile on her face.
I had gotten so caught up in watching her undress that I had forgotten to do so myself. I quickly rectified that situation.
Once I was naked, she came after me. She started by kissing my inner thighs, about halfway up my knees. She would kiss me in one place and then move ever so slightly higher.
My erection was already almost painful, and she was just driving it to new levels of hardness with her teasing.