...It was just one of those moments i was determined not to lose so i ran home and jotted. The daydreams sort of followed--a particular favorite was sans children and spouses, where i got out of the car before he got his shirt buttoned, pinned him against his jeep, and kissed him thoroughly among other things.
This was my first near miss, This is gonna be(well it started off to be) a quick little blurt, and as much as possible I will tell you what was real and what I would have liked to be real.
I was still living at home, and I had a younger brother. I usually took care of him while my parents were working or away, but I had a weeding to go to this particular weekend, and I didn't want him to tag along. My parents were going to be gone for the weekend, so we needed some "babysitting" help. My uncle was going with my parents, but his on again off again girlsfriend was unable to get tickets.
This worked out perfect for me because she was gorgeous, and had a daughter my age that I hinted was more than welcome to join us for a few days.
I looked forward to my parents leaving so much that it seemed they would never get out of the driveway. Eventually though, they were gone, leaving me with my new "sitter." (I don't usually use names but her name to this day makes me throb) Brianna was dressed in a light blue t-shirt and jeans. She had long light brown hair, and gorgeous green eyes. Her mother was much taller, and her shirt was tucked into her jeans so that I could get a great view of her ass.
Brianna and her mother cooked us a nice meal of roast and potatoes, and seen enough it was dark outside. As bedtime grew near I watched them both sneak off to change into their respective sleepwear. Brianna came back wearing just the blue shirt, which was almost long enough to cover her panties. Her mother went to my parents room to change, presumably since she would be staying there for the duration of their stay. When she came out wearing one of my mom's thin white nighties I was speechless. It didn't really matter though, she just went back into the kitchen to tidy up while Bri and I watched television. (at this point some of my fantasies veer off towards us watching some skin flicks on cable, as I had done MANY times in my youth...wouldn't that be fun...to massage a hard-on while a beautiful girl sat wetting her panties only inches away...who know where that might lead!)
But in reality we sat and chatted about parents and school...we were both slightly into sports, I played a little basketball and she liked tennis, but neither of us was really "jock" material.
As we chatted I had to try really hard to keep my focus on her. I didn't want her to notice me checkin' out her mom while she sat there in her panties, but I think every guy at some point sees his mom's nightgown as something of a turn-on. For the most part I wont the battle, and I don't think she noticed my quick glances into the kitchen. Once her mother ducked her head in to say goodnight I thought that the battle would be over and I could focus on Bri, but I still had one last stand to make. Bri jumped up and bounced on over to the doorway her mother was standing in. Her arms flew up and they hugged, the panties came into view, white with blue around the elastic, nothing too sexy, but her roundness underneat was perfection. I hadn't noticed how wonderful her ass was inside her jeans because of the length of the shirt, but with her arms up over her mother's shoulders I was in heaven.
The final battle to keep my eyes on Bri was upon us, and I won! I think. As Bri turned back to me she could tell I was enjoying her rear, and she grinned. I maintained eye contact with her as she slinked back to her seat opposite me.
We sat for hours, and we talked about everything, I know now that she had to be dying for me to make a move, but I was just enjoying her company. If I had half a brain I would have done something ...anything (my favorite thing to do here is to stand up, whisper in her ear and ask her how long it takes for her mom to fall asleep. This leads to my getting my nightclothes on and returning to sit very close to her. I want to touch her soft skin, run my hands along her thighs, and tickle her behind her knees. Our first kiss could have been magical, but alas...the story continues)
I sat across from her and our conversation got much quieter, I could tell she was trying to let her mother get into a good deep sleep. As she whispered lower and lower I moved on down into the floor almost at her feet. I think she liked the idea of me being there, but it didn't take long (maybe 15 mins) for her to realize the view I had, and she joined me on the floor. We turned of the TV and got even quieter, still chatting about anything and everything. We were both coming up with oddball topics, but neither of us cared, we just wanted to share the nigt together.
At some point maybe around midnight we ventured off into my room and shut the door. It was on the premise that we wouldn't wake her mother, and she noted how over eager I was. She almost changed her mind, but I promised to behave. In my room there were several new topics of convo, and we shared details of our lives that I had never deemed important enough to share with anyone. We really connected...
The night hours passed and we sat on the floor, inches from one another. I was leaning against my bed, and she was leaning against the wall opposite the bed. Our knees were bent, as it was a bit of a squeeze, but it felt so close and comfortable. I touched her legs occasionally, and she never stopped me, but she never encouraged it either. (at this point my dream" hands might wander higher up her legs, her skin is so perfect and as I rub her legs she massages my arms. She can feel the need I have for her when I touch her, I glance down and see how obvious my tented boxers are, as well as the huge wet precum smeared inside them. She continues to stroke my arm with one hand, but finally makes the move towards my cock just as my fingers reach her blue elastic band. I want to rub inside the band, but instead I let my fingers caress her cotton panties, feeling the heat at the center. Her hand is so small that when she finds my cock she is hardly able to grasp at it.
Somewhere in the heat of the exchange I lean forward to kiss her, and she closes her eyes and awaits my lips. I close mine as well, and we kiss without tongues, for a brief instant. As we break apart she pulls me close and kisses me properly this time. We climb over each other and I start for the bed, but she corrects me. Apparently the bed would make too much noise, so she opts for the floor. I pull her top over her head, lean in and find a mouthful of young firm perfection. Her nipple responds to my tongue, so I focus on it, then realize that I am leaving the other one out. I alternate, licking one while fingering the other until Bri is practically humping my leg. I grab her wasteband and start to remove her panties, but again she stops me. She removes mine first, then allows me to proceed while she slowly tugs on my cock. I had her panties off in a flash, and I don't know if it was the smell, the sight, or maybe she motioned for it, but I knew I had to lick her before I did anything else. I aimed my tongue at her soft tuft of hair and did my best. I found her lips to be very moist, so I gently probed with one finger, spreading her juices on her lips as I tried to find her clit. It was obvious by her moans when I found her little pleasure button, and I made love to it like it with my tongue with lots of feeling! A few short moments and I had a finger in her pussy and my tongue was bringing her over the edge. She convulsed in quick succession and started to push my head away. I didn't want to stop, but her thighs clamed down around my head and I backed off. As soon as I did she opened her legs back up and leaned forward, pulling me between them. Moments like this are made for fantasies, She kisses my face, licking herself, and press our bodies together. I grope her breasts and tweak her nipples as she readies herself for my entrance. She uses both hands to reach down and guide me into her. I press myself inside as far as her hands will let me and start to stroke. Two strokes later she moves her hands and accepts my entire cock. Her legs are up over my shoulders and her hands move around to feel her own ass. She strokes her cheeks as I pound her pussy. I got a good rhythm going, her hips rising to meet each of my thrusts. I start to feel my pending orgasm when she grabs my thighs and starts to slide her pussy up and down on my cock. She grinds her way to thundering orgasm, and I can't help but cum right along with her, I pick her up and climb into bed beside her, and when my cum finally leaks out of her we both roll to the dry side of the bed.)
What really happened was much less interesting. The sun finally came up, and I followed her outside, she had some plan to switch some unsuspecting neighbors mail, but I followed her around outside for maybe 15 minutes and she realized how tired she was. I fell asleep in my bed, with my arm around her....that part was real...
It never happens exactly the same way twice. I do usually have a very similar love scene, because that actually came from my first good lay...so I enjoy acting as if Bri was my first....
(oh, and in the course of writing this, I have seen 2 very attractive lady clients....all of which will be part of some future fantasy I'm sure.)
