Wendy's Story

Chapter Two-2

They had been on a date to a football game. On the way back home, Ryan parks in a dark place about a block from her home. They had parked here before for a kissing session; it is safe from anyone catching them. They slide next to each other and immediately start kissing. Wendy is not sure, but she thinks she feels Ryan’s tongue touch her lips. That would be a first for her. Then she feels it again. She kisses him as passionately as she can. She lets the tip of her tongue slightly touch him. Wendy is sure her panties are getting wet.

The small brushing of the tips of their tongues increase to more, until their tongues are fully exploring each other. Wendy thinks it is very exciting. Feeling a boys tongue in her mouth makes her want more. She does not want to seem too eager and wants Ryan to make the next move. She does moan and whimper as he kisses her, and she gives him all of her tongue.

While her tongue is in his mouth, she feels his hand on her breast. She is so glad he made the move. She wants him to feel her up. Wendy has never had a boy’s hand on her titties before. With the next kiss, she moans loudly and squirms against him. He is running his hand all over both of her full t**s. This is by far the most intimate they have been, but it is getting near the time her dad wants her home.

Wendy backs off a little. “I’m really enjoying this Ryan, but it’s getting late. I need to get home by curfew time. Maybe next time we can have a shorter date and park earlier.” She is over eighteen, but she still lives at home and feels she needs to observe her military dad’s rules.

“I’m sorry I have to take you home. Parking earlier next time sounds great.” He gets back on his side of the car and reluctantly drives her home. He walks her to the front door. Ryan gives her one last kiss for the evening. “Sleep well.”

Ryan jacks off on the way home as he does on all their dates. When Wendy gets undressed, she finds her panties are wet in the crotch. She touches her p***y and it is soaking wet. She lies on her bed naked, softly touching her aroused p***y. She is so wet she can easily slide a finger into her opening. She fingers her p***y and clit a while, thinking about what might happen on her next date with Ryan…then drifts off to sleep.

***

Wendy had done well, scholastically, at school. She had taken several college prep classes in her senior year and planned to attend college. She does not have a university in mind. She is always thinking her dad might be transferred again. She does not want to make definite plans when they might be moving. There would be plenty of time to pick a college or university later.

Being in California, they live near enough to some relatives to attend a family Thanksgiving dinner. Her dad cannot get enough time off to travel for Christmas, so they celebrate with only the four of them. Ryan dropped off a Christmas present for her and visited a little with her. His family left town for the Christmas break…he will be gone a week. Ryan gave her a necklace with their school mascot, a lion bauble, on it. Wendy gave Ryan a pair of cuff links.

***

Because of the Christmas holidays, Wendy had not been out with Ryan for almost three weeks. The last time they went out, they got into some passionate French kissing, and Ryan had felt up Wendy’s titties through her top. More might have happened if it had not gotten so late, and Wendy had to get home. Wendy is anxious for their next date. She is sure they are going to be naughtier. She is not sure where this is headed but figures there is an excellent chance her panties are going to be soaking wet again.

Shortly after returning to school, Ryan asks her to one of the regular school dances. He has taken her to school dances in the past…they are fun. She always makes sure he feels her titties against his chest when they are dancing. He never pushes his c**k against her, but she figures he is probably getting a boner.

While dancing this night, Wendy is feeling particularly mischievous and pushes her titties into Ryan’s chest a little. She acts as if she is not aware of anything. He holds her close. She is not sure if she felt his d**k. Then he pushes his c**k against her again. There is no doubt in her mind that he is excited. It may not have felt like a cucumber, but it was definitely bigger than a role of Lifesavers. Wendy loves the idea of getting him turned on. She pushes her titties against him a little firmer. She wants him to feel her softness against him, while she feels his hardness against her.

They spend the rest of the evening dancing cheek to cheek, from head to toe. Ryan has been hard most of the evening. Wendy can feel the moistness of her panties between her legs. It has been very erotic dancing. Wendy can hardly wait to park with him on the way home.

Ryan drives her to their favorite make out spot and parks the car in a dark place. They slide together. He puts his arm around her. Their tongues find each other’s on their first kiss. His hand is on her titties with the second kiss.

Ryan tells her, “Dancing with you tonight was terrific. I liked it a lot.”

“I could tell.”

“Because I was smiling?”

“No, not really. Girls can tell these things.” At first, she does not want to tell him she felt his hard c**k while they were dancing. She figures he had to know she could feel his boner. They kiss again. Wendy puts her hand on the bulge in his jeans. “This is how I can tell.”

Ryan squirms and pushes his hard-on up against her hand. Wendy moves her hand feeling his c**k and balls as best she can. They are cramped in the constraints of his tight jeans.

“This can’t be comfortable all smashed in there?”

“It’s not going to get any less tight in there, with you touching me.” Ryan has kept feeling her titties. He is breathing fast and shallow.

“Maybe you need a little more room down there?” She puts her hand on his belt buckle and then pauses to see what he is going to do.

Ryan lifts his shirt a little, so his belt buckle is more accessible. “More room would be good.” He can hardly speak the words and is in danger of hyperventilating. He feels her hands unbuckling his belt. Then he feels her undo the top button on his pants. There is an immediate lessening of the pressure around his waist.

Wendy’s p***y is in full moisture mode. She can feel her panties are soaked. She figures her pants will be wet before this is over. There is enough light to see him. He has scooted down a bit in the seat; his shirt is above his waist. There is only six inches of zipper between her and his underwear covered boner. He has moved his hand to the inside of her thigh. She slowly lowers the zipper of his pants. The bulge in his shorts pushes through the zipper opening. Ryan’s hand moves closer to her crotch area; he rubs her thighs through the fabric of her pants.

“It still looks a little uncomfortable down there.” Wendy has waited to touch him a short time. She loves it being right there to feel. She likes the anticipation of feeling a hard c**k for the first time. She starts by softly putting her hand on the bulge in his shorts. He is hard, and his c**k is bent. She tries to straighten it for him, as she feels it. With both of her hands, she lowers his jeans. Ryan lifts his butt off the seat to make it easier for her. She bunches his jeans around his ankles. His shorts can now contain his c**k a little better. Wendy feels it again; she is now able to straighten it. She can get a good idea of its size and hardness. She pulls down his underwear without asking him. His c**k springs out for her to see. She cannot see it well in the dim lighting, but she can tell it seems big.

Ryan is slouched back in the seat enjoying her attention. Wendy touches his c**k and balls; she feels both in her fingers. His balls are soft and squishy. She rolls them around in her hand. She is gentle with his balls because she heard they are fragile. His c**k is so hard. If there had been better lighting she would have seen that it was purple and throbbing. She wonders how it would feel sliding into her wet p***y.

“That feels fantastic, Wendy.” Maybe you should have a little less clothes on too?” He has moved his hand and is massaging her p***y through her pants. He can feel a little dampness there.

Wendy has experienced several firsts this night already, but she is ready for one or two more firsts. She unbuttons her blouse and unhooks her bra. Ryan can feel her bare titties. As he touches them his c**k tries to get harder, but it is already maxed out.

Wendy then unbuttons her pants. She pulls them and her panties down to her ankles in one quick move. They are both mostly naked. She returns to feel his c**k. He leaves one hand on her bare titties and moves the other to her dripping wet p***y. “You are so wet.”

They return to kissing while they try to feel the other up at the same time. Ryan moves from sitting back on the seat next to her, to facing her; she is still seated. He tries to get into a position to f**k her. In the cramped car and with both of them having their pants around their ankles, it is no easy task to get into a position to be naughtier…but he tries. They kiss, and his c**k brushes against her p***y, but there is no penetration.

They both would have done more. She was dripping and he almost shot off when his c**k touched the outside of her p***y. They kiss a short time more. They both wish they had a better place to do this. After they calm down some, he drives her home. It was a wonderful evening with Ryan. It was almost the ultimate evening with Ryan.

***

The next few weeks, their dates always end with them making out. They are now kissing and touching, but they have not gone as far as they did after the dance. Even though they have not mastered the technique of how to screw in his small car, they both still look forward to their dates. Ryan feels her bare titties and bare p***y on each date. Wendy touches his c**k and balls. He has not shot c*m with her. He always jacks off on the way home after a date. They are both ready to be more intimate, they only need a time and a place.

***

Wendy had not seen Ryan during the spring break from school. He had gone with his parents for a week on the coast…a family tradition. When they return to school after spring break, Ryan asks her out for the following Saturday.

“You have three choices; there is a basketball game that night, a movie at a drive in, or watch a video at my house.”

For Wendy the basketball game is out because it lasts too long. The drive-in movie would give them plenty of time to be naughty, but there would be people in other cars around them. “A video at your house would be a first.”

“I thought it would be fun. The best part is mom and dad are gone for the weekend. We could eat a quick dinner and make popcorn later.”