Home on spring break during her college freshman year, Nisi was bummed over the end of a relationship. She had fallen for a nice guy, but he was commitment phobic. She knew he liked her, but he couldn’t fully commit. This meant she had not yet slept with him. She was still a virgin and was more than ready to lose it, but she’d finally ended their on-again/off-again relationship for good.
While catching up with friends also on break, she ran into Brock, a guy from high school. They didn’t know each well, as they’d been in different social circles. He had a rep in high school as a user: a guy that would be very persistent in getting his date to have sex. And when she did, he’d soon move on. His good looks and charm, and discretion after consummation, allowed him to get away with it.
Nisi had never gotten the “Brock treatment”. She hadn’t physically blossomed until later in her senior year, so she never appeared on his radar. Now her once-skinny body had grown hips, a bubble butt, and c-cup breasts that looked great on her lean frame.
Brock now took notice of her transformation. He made small talk with Nisi and then asked her out. She was a bit surprised but thought, Why not?, and accepted. She figured that at least, she’d have a bit of fun that would take her mind off her ex.
The next evening they went out for a pleasant dinner. Nisi could understand his success with girls, despite his rep. She was so charmed that she accepted his suggestion that they go park somewhere.
Brock drove them to a small parking lot behind his father’s business. It was secluded with a small grass yard behind the lot that was bordered by a fence. Brock turned off the engine and they chatted a bit.
After a few minutes, Brock gave up on the small talk and leaned in to kiss a receptive Nisi. Soon the closed mouth kisses turned into open mouth kissing.
When she reached up and placed her right hand on the nape of his neck, her breast became accessible to Brock and he quickly reacted. As they continued to kiss, his hand squeezed her firm breast over her shirt.
Brock then kissed along Nisi’s neck and softly licked her earlobe. She felt him notice her hardened nipple and his fingers started to manipulate it: rubbing, pinching, stroking. The combination of his actions started to really turn Nisi on. She wanted to feel his hands on her bare breasts.
She untucked and then removed her shirt. Before she had a chance to unhook her bra, Brock had began feeling for the snap on her back
“Hold on,” she said. “It’s in the front.”
Nisi leaned back. She unhooked the front closure and slowly opened it. Her perfectly-shaped C cups dropped out. Her nipples stood out from her smooth pink areola. She shook the bra straps off her shoulders, which caused her breasts to shimmy.
Brock sat hypnotized by their beauty for a second and then grabbed them both. He squeezed and lifted them, his palms stimulating her nipples as he did so. Nisi deeply sighed as he took one and then the other nipple into his mouth. When he licked them she shuddered. When he sucked on them she felt a surge deep in her pussy.
Nisi leaned back into the seat and Brock followed her. Her nipples were squeezed between his fingers as he continued to massage her tits. As they passionate kissed, her left hand touched his thigh and drifted upward to his crotch to rub his hard-on. Brock took this as an invitation to reciprocate. On her breast, his mouth replaced his left hand, which slid up her bare right thigh.
When Nisi felt his fingers slip into her short’s leg hole and touch the edge of her panties, she moaned and pressed her hand harder against his rock hard dick. She felt his fingers slide over her covered mound a few times and then they snaked under her panty’s leg opening.
But the positioning was awkward for them both. The center console made them stretch at awkward angles. Brock kissed her and then whispered in her ear, “It’s a lot more comfortable in the backseat.”
Nisi knew what would happen in the backseat. She knew she’d be unable to resist his seduction. Even more, she’d be unwilling. She looked into his eyes, bit her lip, and said, “Let’s go.”
Brock was right. The backseat was far roomier, and they were instantly pressed against each other. And almost immediately, his hand was rubbing the fabric over her pussy. Nisi wondered if he noticed the heat emanating from it. She shifted in the seat and spread her legs for him. It felt even better.
She’d stopped responding to his tongue as his fingers distracted her. She then felt him pull down her zipper and fidget with her shorts button. She undid it for him and opened the front of her shorts. She felt his fingers dip under the panties’ elastic band and through her pubic hair. His middle finger reached her damp slit and slid across her clitoris. She moaned deeply. The under knuckle of that finger came to rest against it. The tip of his middle finger pressed between her wet inner labia but her panties restricted full movement. The back of his hand pulled the waistband out and downward, but the shorts still denied easy access.
Brock used his hand to push her shorts down one hip and then another. Nisi lifted her bottom to help him. Her panties had been dragged only partially along, exposing her brown, natural delta: it was thicker through the middle but more sparse at the top corners.
She felt his fingers tease her lips, getting themselves lubricated. Brock kissed her as he slid his middle and index finger into her. “Oh god,” she’d breathed into his mouth. At first, they slid in and out of her slowly. She reached for his cock and was surprised to feel his tented underwear; he had quietly opened his jeans. When she squeezed it she felt Brock’s fingers respond by thrusting more aggressively into her. So she kept squeezing his cock.
When Brock returned to sucking on her nipples while finger-fucking her, she felt her pussy contract on his fingers. Her right hand grabbed her other tit and squeezed it. She pinched her hard nipple and clumsily stroked his restrained cock with her left hand. Brock paused to quickly pull his jeans and underwear down to expose his swaying cock.
Unconsciously, Nisi gripped the sides of her shorts and panties and with her legs together, pushed them down her legs into they felt loose at on her ankles. She lifted her feet out of them and was now, not counting her socks, completely nude.
She turned to face Brock and grasped his cock. It was only average in length and girth, but it was so hard. She enjoyed his moans as she stroked it.
“I want you so bad, Nisi. You can feel how hard you’ve gotten me. You’re so hot.”
She had planned to save her virginity for the right guy under the right circumstances. She met the right guy at college, but he could never fully commit to her and she was ready to move on. And that left her desperately wanting to have sex. And here she was: nude and very horny from the finger-fucking Brock gave her; a nice cock in her hand; an attachment-less opportunity given that they attended different schools and Brock was a guy always looking for his next conquest. So why not go back to college with the pressure of “losing her cherry” out of the way?
She let him continue to try and persuade her into having sex as they fooled around. Her denials became less firm and more playful. She knew her pussy was going to welcome his cock when she agreed to park with him; she just wanted to make him feel like he earned it.
Nisi swung her leg over his lap and held the head of his dick at her entrance. She rubbed it against her wet pussy for lubrication and lowered herself on it. His head parted her lips and slipped in. Nisi slowly eased herself down, feeling his cock push deeper. She had lost her hymen when she was a gymnast, so she didn’t have to worry about the pain or blood, but she still had to allow her pussy to adjust to the hard dick inside her.
She felt Brock slide his hands over her ass and cup her cheeks. He subtlety lifted them and spurred her to begin to ride him. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the sensation of her pussy sliding easily up and down his hard dick. She pressed down and ground her clit against his pubic bone. Her copious juices oozed down his shaft and began to wet his tightened scrotum.
“Squeeze my titties,” commanded Nisi, and Brock complied. He squeezed and caressed them. He rolled her nipples between his index fingers and thumbs. She raised up and leaned back, allowing him to lick her nipples, too. She felt the sensations up and down her body. Her breasts have always been her top erogenous zone, which was ideal because they were perfect: round, dense swells with symmetrical areola and pea-sized nipples.
Nisi started to ride him again. She had figured out the height to lift up without his cock sliding out, so she started to build up a rhythm until she was bouncing on it. She loved fucking as much as she thought she would and couldn’t wait to get back to college.
Without warning, Brock tensed and she felt his cock spasming. She was not in her fertile window, and had not requested he put on a rubber, but she was annoyed. She’d felt something building and had hoped for a longer session.
Brock apologized but she told him it was ok. But she had a pussy full of sperm and needed to quickly figure out a solution. She looked out the window to the yard and had an idea...