Christine's Story

Chapter Two-2

Christine is getting closer to orgasm; she pretends Billy is also close to coming. He is super hard, and pushing his c**k at her. Christine’s p***y is ready to come; she pretends Billy’s c**k is ready to shoot too. In her fantasy, she wants him to come in her mouth. As she starts to have her climax, she pretends Billy shoots the first of his c*m spurts into her mouth. She keeps her mouth on his c**k and pretends to take all of his c*m into her mouth. She pretends it tastes delicious and swallows it all, as her p***y is rocked in a strong orgasm.

Christine rests on her bed afterwards. Her p***y has a few aftershocks. She thinks about the pretend c*m in her mouth. It was exciting to her…at the time. She is not sure she is ready to actually suck Billy off. She is sure she wants to get a taste of his c*m. The next chance she gets with Billy, she is going to go for it.

***

That chance comes the following Saturday night. He picks her up again for another visit to the drive-in movie. Billy enjoyed the intimacy they shared the last time. He hopes she will jack him off again. He did not consider them f*****g. He would be happy just getting his c**k off.

Their fooling around is pretty much a carbon copy of their last date. He has felt up her bare titties and she has his c**k out…stroking it. Billy is slouched down in the seat. She fondles his c**k and balls. Christine surprises him when she leans forward and puts the head of his c**k into her mouth. She can feel him getting harder. She slowly and gently runs her lips over the head of his c**k. He is softly moaning as her mouth gives his c**k the Popsicle treatment.

“That’s great, Christine.”

She does not answer him; her mouth is full. Christine likes the naughtiness of it. It is making her more excited. She thinks her panties are getting wet from her p***y. She wishes they would have intercourse. She would love a c**k in her p***y again.

Her mouth moves up and down his c**k. She holds his balls. She thinks she can feel him get a little harder. He is definitely moaning more. When she feels him pushing his c**k at her, she is sure he is getting near coming. Christine wants a taste of his c*m, but she is not ready to get much in her mouth. Rather than take a chance of getting a full blast, she takes her mouth off him most of the time. She begins stroking his c**k with her hand. Every once in a while she puts the head of it into her mouth a little.

“I’m getting close.” Billy tries not to come. He wants this to keep going.

Christine puts her lips over the end of his c**k; she goes back and forth three times. When she backs off, she runs her tongue over the tip.

Billy pushes his c**k toward her as her lips leave his c**k. “I’m coming!” His first shot of c*m is massive. It hits Christine on her cheek and runs down her face. Christine is backing up; the next three spurts splatter on her mouth and face.

Christine was planning to get a taste of c*m this evening, but she is way past that. The second or third shot hit her mouth. Enough c*m went into her mouth to give her a good taste. It tasted fine, and she swallows a little. She swallows a second time, and then licks her lips. She can taste the c*m on her tongue. She brings her tongue into her mouth and swallows all that was on it.

Christine is extremely turned on from the whole thing. She had worried about getting semen in her mouth; that is long past. She likes it and is sorry she did not let him come in her mouth to start. She runs her tongue over her lips and face as far as it can reach. She swallows the small amount of additional c*m she has retrieved.

On their last date, Christine m*********d in her bed, after she got home. Not tonight, she is horny now and needs to get her p***y off. Billy is slouched back in the seat. Christine pulls down her pants and panties. Billy had his fun, now it is all about her and her p***y. Christine can still taste Billy’s c*m in her mouth, as she m*********s.

Billy finally figures out what is going on. He moves to watch her. He has never seen a girl play with her p***y before. It is a very hot scene. He does not know how to help. He does touch her titties and massages her n*****s. As he touches her n*****s, Christine’s p***y begins its orgasm. She bucks and moans, getting her p***y off in front of him.

When Christine is done, they sit back up on the car seat; Billy has his arm around her. Christine is happy and proud of herself. She thinks of his c*m sliding down her throat. It was so naughty. She can hardly wait to suck off a guy and take all his c*m in her mouth.

***

After Christine’s first semester break in college, Billy was not in any of her classes. They did go out a couple more times, but they were on separate education and career paths. By February, he had gone on to other interests. Christine missed him, but there were plenty of other guys to keep her amused.

In her spring semester, she is in an introduction to emergency medicine class. It is mostly a CPR and advanced first aid class. The class has a lot of skill training for bandaging and splints. She made friends with a guy in the class named Ron. They worked together on the practical exercises. She thought they made an efficient team. Ron is a little older than she is. He was taking the class as an elective, because he thought it would be an important skills to know.

There was nothing erotic in their training, but you did have to touch the other person while working on them. More than once Christine imagined him naked while she bandaged some part of him.

***

One day toward the end of Christine’s First Aid and CPR class, Ron comes up to her. “Would you like to go out for a drink some evening?”

“I would love it, but I’m only nineteen.”

Ron is surprised; Christine seems so mature, he assumed she was older. “I’m sorry. How ‘bout an ice tea then?” He is trying to make a joke.

Christine keeps it going. “A glass of warm milk would be nice.”

“You know the drink is not really important; it’s being with you that counts.”

Christine tells him, “I may be only nineteen, but I’ve had alcohol before.” Christine stretches the truth a little. Her dad gave her a taste of wine a couple times and once she snuck a sip of his beer when he was not looking.

“Oh, in that case if you would consider coming to my place I can make you a cocktail.”

“Your place?” This is moving a little fast. Christine’s brain has quickly gone from First Aid and CPR to alcohol and s*x.

Ron tells her, “I have an apartment not far from the college.”

When Christine hears he has an apartment, she is intrigued. She has only been pleasured in a car or truck so far. She thinks a private place and a real bed would be a big improvement. “Well, maybe one drink would be Ok.” She actually is not too sure about the drink; she is sure she wants to play this out. Ron is in shape, and handsome. The kind of guy she thinks can give her a good f*****g.

They set a date for after school the following Thursday. He offers to have some snack food available for dinner. Ron is a couple years older, but not a great deal more experienced between the sheets. He is hopeful an evening with Christine could turn into something a bit naughty, but he is fine with a drink, dinner, and visiting.

Christine is not sure about the evening. She does wear her tight jeans, sexy panties, a thin blouse, and no bra. This has been Christine’s standard outfit when there might be a possibility of intimacy. Like Ron, she also would be fine with just the drink and getting to know him better.

On Thursday, she arrives at his place right on time, at five-thirty. Ron answers the door dressed the same as he does in school. There is music in the background. “Hi Christine, you look terrific.” He takes her coat and hangs it in the entry closet. Ron sees her thin top and the outline of her breasts. He thinks this is a positive sign. His hopes for a sensual evening just got better.

Ron leads Christine into the kitchen. On the counter, he has a couple bottles of some kind of alcohol ready. “What kind of drink did you have before?” He asks her, not knowing she exaggerated her drinking experience.

“Ah…wine.” It is the first alcoholic drink she can think of.

“I have a burgundy?”

Christine has no idea what burgundy is. “That would be great.” She figures she is going to be able to drink whatever he has.

Ron gets two glasses, opens the fridge, and gets them each a glass of wine from a box with a spigot on the bottom. “I hope you like this wine; my dad had it in our fridge all the time.” Ron puts a deli bought pizza in the oven. While it cooks, they sit at the kitchen table sipping wine and talking.

Christine thinks the wine is drinkable. She is no expert, of course, but she thinks Welch’s grape juice tastes better. Before the pizza is done, they are on a second glass of wine. Christine can feel the effect of the alcohol. It is not a bad feeling. It has made her go from maybe they would play, to she hopes they will.

After dinner, they sit on the sofa in Ron’s living room. They are feeling content after the pizza and wine. Christine snuggles up to him; he puts an arm around her. It is not long before they are kissing. Christine likes the way Ron kisses. He is more gentle and his kisses are softer than with Billy. With a little wine courage, Christine takes Ron’s hand and places it on her breast. Within thirty seconds, he is feeling up both of her titties. Their kisses get more passionate.

Christine has not been f****d since the County Fair last summer. She is more than ready to do it again. With a little alcohol forwardness, she puts a hand on his pants…right over his c**k. “I bet we would be more comfortable on your bed.”

Ron can hardly believe his ears. He does not speak; he stands up, takes her hand, and leads her to his bedroom. He is breathing shallow and rapidly. He very much wants this. He had been attracted to Christine since he met her in class. He has jacked off several times thinking about her.

Still standing in the bedroom, they kiss passionately. His hands feel her soft titties through the sheer material of her top. Christine pulls her top over her head. Ron takes his shirt off too. He has a nice build; Christine is anxious to see the rest of him. She takes off her own pants. She is only wearing her sexy panties. He matches her by taking off his pants. He is wearing regular, white underwear with a large bulge in the front. If he had any idea they would be getting to his point he would have worn sexier shorts.