Unleashing Becca

My hand slipped into her blouse, covering the pointed roundess of her breast. The nylon of her lace bra felt delicious under my hand, like a second skin to her breast, it molded the brightness of her nipple so hard agaisnt my palm. I circled her breast with a light touch that became a full loving sqeezing of the loveliness that more than filled my hand.

I felt her press her breast into my hand still more, move to urge my hand on. I felt her desire, her wanting for my fondling.

As I rolled toward her, it was natural for my leg to slip between hers. She tensed for just an instant, then snuggled closer against my invading thigh. I had that strong, wonderful pleasure you get when you feel someone else's bodyd becoming accustomed and familiar, comfortable with your own body. It feels as if she is clinging to me now, clinging for another drink of pleasure.

"Im afraid your dress will be getting grass stains." I whisper in her ear. Her breast in my hand feels full and swollen, her nipple crisp and urgent. Becca's mound is moving gently against my thigh as if she wanted the feeling but didn't think she should show it. My cock was feeling her heat, pointing up now and pressed between the softness of her flank and my body.
 
Moaning softly, savouring the delicious feel of his body against mine. I almost missed his words.

"Hmm .... I dont care ... I have many other ugly navy suits in my closest"

I was starting to really enjoy the pressure if his thigh between my legs, unconsiously I began rocking against it, feeling the ache build .. the wetness between my legs growing. My nipples throbbed and peaked under his caress .... arching my back to give him more of the lush flesh.

I could feel the hard length of his cock against my thigh .... groaning softly, I looked into his eyes .... smiling at him

"I don't care what Mother says ... nothing that feels this good can be bad" I hope he knew I was speaking of more than just the feel of his cock ... his body .....

[Edited by ninian on 10-01-2000 at 08:53 AM]
 
I grazed on Becca's lips for what seemed a delightfully long time, taking time to hold her eyes with mine from time to time, but mostly tasting her lips and her tongue with mine.

I unbuttoned one more button on her blouse and tugged until it slipped out of her skirt. I gazed at the loveliness of her breasts, their round promise visible between the cups of her bra and her skin given a sensual cast by the see through blu bra. I kissed between her breasts and then nuzzled the taut fullness of her bra cup curving away under the blouse.

As I unsnapped the front closure bra, Becca braced her self to give me access and pressed her jutting breasts toward me. She watched my eyes carefully, enjoying the fact of my fascination with her breasts. Free now, she shrugged her shoulders slightly, making her breasts sway pendulously before my eyes. My lips found her right nipple, kissed and then my tongue teased the tight pink nipple. It glistened from my kisses, and the cool air made it even crisper. Becca pulled me close, pressing my cheek against her breasts.

My hand slipped down across her tummy and slipped under her skirt, pushing it before me as i explored the silken expanse of her thigh on the way to her pussy. Becca was moaning slightly now as she rocked my head soothingly against the soft comfort of her breasts.

She opened her thighs as my hand became trapped. The final barrier separating us -- her pantyhose, felt terribly inviting under my hand. I could feel the seams of the gusset, the softness that it concealed and protected.
 
He was driving me crazy. I had never thought to be with someone like this ... and certainly not here in the park.

"Oh godd .... Oh godd ... stop .. please"

I moved away from him .. panting hard.

"Too fast .... oh god ...." I laid my forehead on my knees trying to catch my breath.

"I have to tell you ... " I paused ... not really wanting to tell him .. but feling like I should .... "Im a virgin"

I looked up to see his face but was to embarassed to really see it and I blushed red and looked down again, plucking at grass leaves.
 
I lay empty armed on the ground, Becca having leapt up and shrunk from me, wrapping her arms around her knees and looking everywhere but at me.

I just lay there for a time listening to her and then pondering what was appropriate in order to recover the situation. My feeling had been that I was going very slowly indeed. Her shrinking announcement of her sexual status explained a few things about her behavior, I guess, but I was a little shattered by the lightning swiftness of the revelation and the leap from what I thought was the safety of my arms; well relatively speaking, of course.

Rolling over at last, I lay flat on my stomach, propped on my arms and smiled up at her. I put my hand out and touched her outstretched foot, caressing the smooth calf leather of the toe of her shoe. She almost shrank back again, but then paused and let me touch her foot. Leaning over, still looking in to her eyes when I could catch them, I kissed the delicate arch of her foot, feeling the slightly dampish clinging of the nylon to her foot.

"So were we all at one time, Becca. So were we all! Sorry if I .......... well, if I ........uh .."
 
I was feeling pretty stupid now for stopping things. His touch felt so good. Some things mother told me are hard to ignore though.

I looked down at his hand sliding up my calf. I felt that delicous tingle spread through me again.

My nipples began to throb almost painfully, I moved my hands to my shirt and began releasing the buttons. I slid my hands up my stomach, cupping my breasts, my thumbs rubbing the nipples through the lace.

I moaned softly, letting my thighs spread open a bit ....
 
I watched with relish as Becca loosed the buttons of her blouse and slipped her hand inside to fondle her breast through the delicate, airy, light blue lace. It was so pretty a sight that it brought a lump to my throat.

Her fingers sqeezed the nipple. I sat up, letting go of her arch slowly my fingers saying farewell sorrowfully. Becca sat with her knees drawn up and I now slipped my left leg under the arch her legs made and my right leg behind her back and took her in my arms.

She bent her head toward me as I kissed her neck, letting my lips play there, nuzzling aside the soft strands of hair to find her smooth clear skin.

"Soon," I whispered. We sat there bathed in warm golden sunshine, my hand covered hers on her breast, as we rocked together gently and I felt her tenseness slowly ebb as she leaned against me.
 
He was so incredible ... and thoughtful. I was sure once I had realized the extent of my expierence he would make an excuse to leave.

My eyes drifted closed as I leaned against his chest, my hands softly caressing his leg. Feeling the heat of his hand on my breast .... I shifted slightly, causing the nipple to rub against his palm. I let out a soft gasp, the sensitive bud hard and tingling with pleasure. I turned my head and sought out his lips, kissing him softly at first, and then with growing passion as the last of my tension left my body. All I felt now was an incredible arousal.

I never imagined feeling this way, feeling this awesome need pounding through my body. I moaned softly pressing my firm breast into his hand.

"James ..... I need .... I want .... "I shoke my head broke off the sentance... not really knowing ... just knowing I needed ... wanted ... something.

[Edited by ninian on 10-10-2000 at 05:31 PM]
 
There were about a hundred reasons why I should have backed off from this situation and suggest that we walk back to civilisation outside the park. Another hundred why I should not be enjoying the sheer, dumfounding pleasure of Becca's breast now so soft and comfortable in my hand. Still another dozen or so reasons that I should not let her darting tongue find mine and risk igniting an unquenchable fire within us.

"Becca, sweetheart, ......... perhaps we should be getting back, but it is just too beautiful here, too beautiful holding you like this for me to .. for me to want to do that. So,.. if you want to leave, if you want me to stop, you have to tell me, .. and I will."

I felt her nipple, brisk and hard under my palm, her bra loose enough that I could feel it's lovely detail standing out from her breast. I looked into her eyes once more and pressed my lips once again to her lips. The sweet flavour of lipstick met me for a moment and then her tongue found mine. I felt her shiver and press closer.

My hand let go her breast and slipped down into her lap and she moved her hand from my thigh to lay it lightly on the hair on the back of my arm. It wasn't a restraining touch, just a touch, an intimacy. My hand slipped along her thigh under her skirt and nestled between her thighs.
 
I heard His words .... but His actions contrasted with what He was saying. I didnt want Him to stop, I dont think I could.

I let my legs slide apart .... my hand caressing His arm .... arching my hips against the hand between my thighs.

"You had your chance to leave already" I whispered huskily, eyes burning with an unkown passion. My lips pressing to his in a hot hungry kiss. My other hand stroking his back. Tasting the delicious flavor of his mouth, my tongue dueling with his.
 
Suddenly,very suddenly, Becca's body came alive in my arms. Suddenly she was squirming tightly against me, her body feeling sensationally lythe, almost athletic except for the soft resilient joy of her breasts. Her tongue now probed hard for my own, transformed from the tentativeness of her earlier kisses and exploration of my tongue. A tingle of sheer excitement swept over my body which was reacting as if it were a first teenager kiss.

Becca opened her thighs in encouragement and I slipped my hand higher on her silky thigh, feeling the intense heat of her pussy promised just beyond the barrier of her pantyhose.

The edge of my hand was once again against the soft, moist, silken cushion formed by her pussy lips under pantyhose and panties. But this time, I felt her open further and then the reassuring invitation to the dance of Becca thrusting against my hand, wanting it's itimate fondling.

Her voice was choked with emotion as my hand explored her vulnerable mound.
 
Jaammmesss ... Pleasee" I moaned. My hips rocking against His hand, aching for more. My pleading eyes on his. I reached for his shirt, slipping the buttons free, wanting to touch his skin. I pushed it off his shoulders. Fingers playing in the light springy curls, nails flicking his flat nipples.

I pushed up a bit, my head lowering, my tongue snaking out to taste him, licking his neck.
 
Becca and I were now eager for each other. She squirmed hard against me, thrusting her firm mound into my hand, her breasts tight against my chest as I felt her fingers slipping through the hair of my chest.

I struggled against the crotch of her pantyhose, my fingernails clawing ineffectively for what seemed an eternity. She felt soft and wet under the panel of her hose, soft and delightfully wet. Becca's hand joined the struggle starting first to tug at the waistband, then slipping between her open thighs. Her nails joined mine tearing against the fabric.

Suddenly her longer, sharper nails prized a small opening at the seam. My fingers now seized the opportunity, ripping the seam further, tearing a gaping hole. The scent of her sex rushed to my nostrils, a rich, warm, deep scent, musky with the allure of her vagina.

My fingers slipped under the leg of her panties as Becca widened the hole in her shredded nylons still further for me.

Her words came with sharp a intake of breath now. Hardly words at all. "Ohhh. My god. ..."
 
I whimpered with frustration as he strugged with the pantyhose. Wondering why when you want them to tear they dont, but a lok will tear them when you have a meeting. ~\I reached down, using my long nails to help. A victorius moan as the fabric ripped.

Ohhh my God" I was so wet, the pale blue panties were practically invisible. His fingers easily pushed them aside. And Finally I felt his glorious touch on my bare sex.

"Yessss ........ ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" I spread my legs wide ... thrust against his hand~ breast heaving, panting hard.
 
Truth and Beauty

My fingers slipped under Becca's panties, probing quickly into the hot wetness of her tight vagina. She was extremely wet already, the crease of her body fairly swimming in her juices. The scent of her sex was heavy in the air as my mouth swooped close to her. I paused to gaze happily at the pretty pink slit now covered by the light blue panties which were soaking wet and revealed the details of her pussy lips.

My lips kissed across her slit, feeling the satiny softness of her swollen pussy. I slipped her panties aside and my heart thumped loudly at the first sight of her elegant, dainty, delicate slit and my lips kissed it for the first time, lingering with pleasure.

Her breathing was jagged now as she thrust her pussy against my mouth, glazing my cheeks with her luscious wetness and taking my extended tongue into her warmth.

I moved back and forth across her lips with my tongue,kissing and tasting her. Finally I found her clitoris and fondled it with tongue and pursed lips until I heard her moan, long and deeply.
 
"oohhhhhhhh mmmmmmmm "

I could hardly believe his mouth was kissing me ... down there. I had heard ..... but oh this was far beyond anything I had ever heard. Incredible ..... awesome .....

"OH GOD" His mouth on my clit nearly sent me over the edge. My body tensed up, my legs began to tremble.

"Wha .... oh ..... mmmmmmm unnhhhh" My pussy spasmed .... a hot stream of cum filling his mouth. From reading ... I knew then .. I had had my first orgasm .... and it was mind blowing. My breasts were heaving so hard I could barely breath.
 
Lovely Becca

My heart was in my throat with excitement. The scent of her pussy, the feeling of her thrusting her sex against my lips. It was like drinking from a golden chalice, as her wetnes built under my urging lips, lovingly separating her. She tasted like nectar.

I felt her hands on my head and slipped up to nuzzle her breasts and then to position my now bulging, raging cock, in the entry to her lovliness. My cock felt so large and the skin so taut with the pressure, I thought it might burst if I didn't quench it with sweet Becca's warm juices. I felt the thick warmth of her copious juices as my cock parted her lips for the first time. I waited a moment, savoring the sensation of my sensitive head being kissed by Becca's virginal pussy lips, then slowly, my eyes bulging with excitement, my breath coming in extremely jagged gasps, pressed for entry.

I was in the concave entry, pressed full against the outer ring of her tunnel. A little more pressure, slowly, the head of my prick nudged it's way inside Becca. The sensation .......... was one to make you screamm with pleasure. I paused again, partly to enjoy the pleasure, partly to let Becca decide when ..............mmmmmmmmmmmmm.
 
The sensation of his cock sliding into my pussy was like no other I had ever expierenced. The pleasure was indescribable, I felt ready to burst as he pushed slowly into me. My hands slid up to his shoulders. Without realizing it I was gripping his shoulders hard. I wanted him to push harder .... faster.

This slow tortous teasing was driving me crazy. I knew soon he was goign to reach my hymen. I had heard the stories of it hurting, but couldnt imagine feeling any pain now.

I felt the head of his cock there at my barrier, he paused and looked into my eyes, a question in his. I looked into his passion glazed eyes, sure that mine looked the same, and thrust my hips up up, forcing his cock past the thin layer of skin. I screamed, as teh pain tore through me. He stayed still, waiting for the pain to ebb away too be replaced by the pleasure again.

And then it was gone, and I was filled witht he delicious pleasure of his cock snug in my hot pussy.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm"
 
Still poised with my arms supporting my weight, I watched as Becca's face changed with the intensity of her thrusting, the purposefulness of forcing her hymen to yield with our combined thrust, and then the wincing pain. I watched as a small tear flowed from one eye, followed by a momentary look of curious thoughtfulness as if she were savouring the new sensation, waiting to see if it was really alright.

The momentary thought passed my mind to stop, but her reassuring squeeze of my shoulders let me know it was good, Becca's wakening had begun; Begun with a cry and then the first taste of forbidden pleasure.

The sensation was one of sharp pain in the crown of my cock. One of being forced through an entry far too small, totally too small, and of searing heat as her taut hymen split and the head of my cock broke through, roasting in hot juices. It seened freshly laid open to a sensitivity I had never experienced.

I was deep inside her tightness, my eyes half closed with an elegant pleasure that seemed to completely suffuse my body. Becca looked into my eyes with an eager lust, filled still with a wondering apprehension, but alive with the excitement of our newfound intimacy. I felt her move naturally with my strokes, now beginning to explore her vagina. I wanted to be slow and gentle but our pentup passion born of our foreplay almost submerged that as again and again I thrust into her tight, incredibly tight and hot pussy.
 
"Yess .. Yess Yess ... oh goodd ..... mmmm"

His cock felt so good in me, stretching me open as he plunged into me again and again. My fingers gripped his shoulders tightly, my whole body alive with pleasure. My breasts bounced lightly as he pushed into me.

I was breathing hard, flush with lust. My dazed gaze meeting his, filled with wonder and lust.
 
It was sort of ........ well, elegant, I thought as I continued a slow insinuating thrusting which matched nicely with the movements she was making. Elegant, because we were staring intently into each others's eyes, each watching the other's reactions to the sensations rippling through us and caused by my cock exploring the unexplored part of Becca.

Our looks seemed as if she was saying, "Hmmm didn't know that little curve was there." And I'm sure she reead the pleasure in my eyes as I thought, "Mmmm that is a nice little soft nubbly fold my cock found and fondled."

As I touched near the back of her vagina, all wet and very hot, The curved bump of her cervix firmly pressed against my cock heard. I know she saw the startled thrill in my eyes as I felt it, then moved away, then reached again for it. I saw her astonished look seem to say "Whhhaaat was that? can you touch it again?"

I was wakened from my reverie of pleasure by the actual sound of her voice saying what I thought I saw in her eyes.

"C... ccan .....you touch ... that spot .... again? ... Ohhhhh, yes, mmmmmmmm. What IS that? mmmmmmmmmmm. Again?"

Becca was intent on exploring every thing about this new world of hers.
 
"C... ccan .....you touch ... that spot .... again? ... Ohhhhh, yes, mmmmmmmm. What IS that? mmmmmmmmmmm. Again?"

Ohh it all felt so heavenly, but that spot THAT spot ... I was ready to fall off the edge again.

Darkness was falling quickly, and the park was softly lit by street lamps.

The near total darkness added an erotic quality to the moment. Going mostly by feel.

My hands glided up and down his arms, my hips were bucking up to meet his thrusts, moans of pleasure filling the air.


"oohh yess ... please .. that ... do it again ..."
 
Becca squirmed delightfully under my thrusting hips. She responded to my every touch, but seemed pensive, seeming to concentrate on tasting each new feeling, each new place my cock explored.

And her joy and expressions caused me to slow a little, to explore more. She was so very tight around the girth of my cock. I slowed my stroke to fondle the folds of her vagina. My senses seemed extraordinarily alert, full of pleasure, sucking new pleasures, surrounding new joys.

My eyes half closed as the length of my cock slowly plumbed her depths once again. the sensations bursting all around it as it spread her tunnel once more. Each slow, erotic thrust was as if a new experience.

I watched with pleasure as Becca squeezed her nipples, eyes closed as our hips wove an intricate, squirming, twisting, slow motion dance of infinite pleasure. Slowly her eyes opened to find me staring rapt at her lovliness.

"Mmmmmmmmmm, oh Becca, .............." I heard my own voice, filled with emotion, ring in my own ears.
 
OOC Oh goodness, I thought I had posted last ....

IC

I heard his moan of pleasure, and I smiled.

God , once the pain was gone his cock felt so wonderful in me. I wanted to expierence it all. These slow exploring strokes were awesome. I wanted more now. My muscles clamped tight around his cock. I squeezed my breasts, rollign them betwen my fingers.

"Fuck me ... oh baby .... harder please I begged"

I saw the look of surprise in his eyes at my naughty talking, and I just grinned. I was quite shocked myself, but just saying that had created a wave of pleasure in me. I wante dhim so badly, in every way.

"Plleeeassee" I whispered, my voice thick with need.
 
The moments seemed to stretch into days and finally she spoke

"FUCK ME! ... oh baby ....oh ...."

Her words came sharply to my ears, waking me from the trance-like gaze touching her soft curves. I felt a thrill run along my spine at her words. Felt her intense heat tighten even more around me. Wondered in charmed delight at the way she now fondled my penis with her tight warmth.

I began to move once again, casting off the spell of her loveliness and the silent wonder of what she was thinking, what she was feeling behind those tight closed eyes, the taut expression of her face, smooth, bathed in the fading light.

My thrusting was excrutiatingly slow and full of soft feeling for Becca, tasting her with my prick, flowing into her warmth, searching dreamily for one more charming new place deep inside her vagina. My eyes closed, the image of her eager, almost fierce demanding lips painted on my eyeballs as I thrust very hard into her, answering her demand.

" HARDER! Please!............ohhhhhhhh ......Plleeeassee"

[Edited by Amadeus on 12-06-2000 at 02:25 AM]
 
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