These are a series of stories starting with women I have met in my life and adventures started. There are some embellishments to make the stories interesting. They start in the days well before cell phones but the memories are vivid. The women were real, some of the finishes were more than happened but why let the facts ruin a good story! All people were over 18 and so much fun.
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The break up with Theresa had hurt despite Lucas knowing she wasn't the love of his life. He busied himself the following weekend planning to go to a party but first meeting up with some friends looking to work on the van he'd brought, but got stopped in the drive by Fiona, the blonde girl next door. For the last year she had teased and flited with him, always making him blush but lately she hadn't had the same effect on him and was trying harder.
As he approached his car, she swayed up, long tanned legs swinging and stroking a soft hand across the bonnet. "Leaving Lucas? I was wondering what was under here and if it'll get you far. On a date with your girl."
He smiled, walking past her to the door. "You could play with the cover but getting under the hood means getting dirty. Are you that sort of girl? And I'm looking at a different model now."
For the first time, she blushed while he drove away.
That night at the party, he tried to chat up another girl but got bombed down which was a reality check. On the lonely drive home, he realised he had been cocky and angry, not listening to her signals. He resolved to get over Theresa, remembering the good times and what he learned with her.
Next morning Lucas was sleeping in, his mother and aunty having left early on some outing he couldn't remember. It also gave him peace from their fighting. Then there was a knock on the bedroom door and Fiona's voice saying hello. He opened his eyes to see her standing by the bed in a short skirt showing long smooth legs that she bent slightly. She had a t-shirt on which was a bit small and as he looked up, she pushed out her chest making her breasts stand out more. Her blonde hair fell to the top of her shoulders and completing it was her smile.
"Come on sleepy head. Don't waste the day in bed. Or did you have a hard time last night and can't get... up?"
Lucas paused for thought, then turned to face her. "The best hard times are in bed which is no waste but really good fun."
She reddened again but didn't move. He got out of bed wearing just shorts and started to look through the drawers for clothes. "You'd better go Fiona. Now that I'm... up, I could misbehave with a good-looking girl in my room." She didn't move so he turned to see her looking at his body.
"Promises, promises! How much would you know about being a bad boy?" He moved closer, reaching a hand to her bare arm to lightly rub the soft skin.
"I know quite a few things but it could take a while." Lucas moved his fingers along her arm and up to her shoulder. She hadn't moved but closed her eyes and pushed her chest out again. He had meant to just tease her but now he looked down from her face to her boobs shaking under the t-shirt and her hips rocking when she moved her legs. Her cheeky comments and shyness were exciting him and he was unsure but decided to risk a bit more with her.
He moved his fingers along her shoulder and softly across the neck of the t-shirt barely touching the rise of her breast. She shivered and softly spoke. "What are you doing?"
Her eyes stayed shut and Lucas smiled, dragging his fingers down over her breast, brushing her nipple, then moved to her other boob. Her chest lifted erratically against his hand and he cupped her breast, rubbing gently. He didn't reply until she softly sighed. "I'm touching you. And I want to do more, starting by taking this top off."
She opened her eyes and looked at his hands caressing her boobs. He felt her nipples harden through the material, then started to move the edge of the top up. She lifted her arms, letting him remove it, then crossed her arms over her blue lacy bra.
"Oh no, don't hide them from me. I want to see."
Lucas took her hands and slowly lowered her arms, then ran one finger along the bra strap tracing the material across to her cleavage. Then his other hand reached back and deftly undid her bra, letting it fall off her arms to the floor. He grinned remembering the technique he'd practiced with Theresa. She gasped in surprise but his hands stroked her skin and cupped her breast before she could think to cover herself.
"Wow, you look fantastic and so sexy." He lifted her face and softly kissed her while his hand worked her warm large breast. She soon kissed back and looped her arms around his neck letting him cup both her boobs. He kept up the slow movements, staying calm and thinking about her response.
He kissed her neck, hearing contented sighs and manoeuvred her to sit on the bed beside him. "Fiona. You have great boobs and kiss really well."
He stroked her skin and felt her nipple between his fingers. "Oh, that's good. But just a bit more though."
