Batwoman meets Catwoman Part One
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When I was a freshman in college in Wisconsin back in 1995 that winter break a female platonic friend of mine, Katie, fixed me up with a friend of hers. Her friend, Amy, grew up in a devout Lutheran household. Amy was my age but very inexperienced. My friend thought I would be a gentleman but also someone with whom Amy could experiment and learn about sex in a non-threatening environment. I think this was due to the several stories I'd told Kelly over the course of our first semester in which I ended up 'hooking up' with certain coeds who wanted to take it slow. Katie was intrigued by my perseverance in cases where I would be kissing literally for three hours without touching vagina. Oh sure, there were lucky nights with curvy, Wisconsin gals with hairy pussies who reverse- cowgirled me as soon as we got back to one of our dorms, but I tended to omit those tales of debauchery because I knew Katie could only take so much before our friendship was affected.
Amy was similar to many of the girls from Wisconsin I had met and had pleasurable encounters with that first semester. She was somewhat tall - I'd say 5'6'' - very cute with chestnut hair, big tits with a nice, big ass to match. On our date she confirmed much of what Katie had told me about her upbringing. She had a boyfriend in high school, but her dad had a rule that they couldn't touch each other "anywhere a soccer uniform covered." It seemed as though she honored her father's edict because her frustrated boyfriend broke up with her prior to the start of freshman year because he wanted to see other people. Privately, I was a little miffed because I didn't think I was going to get anywhere with her in light of this, no matter how many hours we'd kiss. The good thing, however, was that her parents were on vacation and she had the house to herself.
Our date went well and low and behold when I dropped her off she asked if I wanted to come into her house. I readily agreed. We sat on her couch listening to music when I came up with what I thought to be a good line. I said, "I think I could deal with the 'no touching anywhere a soccer uniform covers' rule with you, I could just kiss you for hours." It worked! She leaned in for a kiss. However, I had to prove my word because indeed we did nothing but kiss for two hours!
I was able to tell that Amy's body was getting hot and I'd hoped the same were true for her pussy. I started rubbing her upper thigh, careful not to approach the area soccer shorts would cover. No objection and I could tell that her legs were sweaty beneath her black rayon pants. I fleetingly (almost by accident, but not really) grazed her vagina over her pants. I could tell her pussy was damp - a very god sign, but Amy objected this time chastening, "Ummm, that part is definitely covered by a soccer uniform." I looked her in the eye and apologized. "That's okay," she sweetly replied, "I'm trying to take Katie's advice."
"What's that," I queried.
"Well, she said you were a really sensitive guy and that I should let my guard down a little. She knew about my high school boyfriend and said, 'if he's going to fool around, you should too. You just need to do it with a guy you can trust.'"
I thanked my kind friend in my heart and later thanked her in person. What she said really sealed the deal because now I said, "Katie's right. Don't get me wrong - I'm also being selfish. I really want to go further with you. But you do owe it to yourself to experiment."
"Okay, but we can't have sex."
"I totally agree," I truthfully replied, "we need to take it slower than that."
Thinking that the quickest way to let nature take its course (short of intercourse) would be for us to disrobe I suggested, "You know, if we take off our clothes, that alone, wouldn't even be touching where a soccer uniform covers."
She laughed. "Yeah, but I think it's going to be pretty hard for us not to touch each other."
"As long as we promise ourselves we won't have sex and you promise me you'll speak up if you're uncomfortable with any kind of touching up to that point, it will be okay."
Reassured, she said, "Well, okay ..." We go up to her bedroom for the act, as it were.
Now I'm absolutely delighted. I can't wait to see all of Amy's charms. Those big titties, her pussy (which I'm positive has to be full), and her buxom hips and ass. I knew I was ready to disrobe because I was already fully erect.
Amy starts removing her sweater. I break in, "If it's alright with you, I'd love to remove your clothes. It's a huge turn-on for a guy."
"Easy, easy," she cautions, "I'll let you, but this might not be the steamy kind of hook-up you have in mind."
I tell her I understand and I proceed to remove her sweater and unsnap her bra. BOOM. Out pop two amazing breasts. Large pink aureolas. Just the slightest degree of sagginess only because they are toppling from their own weight. As I take off her bra I lightly graze her nipples with the backs of my hands. This elicited an audible sigh and her nipples indeed stiffened. Next came her pants. I undid her hook-in-eye closure and unzipped her fly. Amy spread her legs and allowed me to remove her pants. Not surprisingly she was clad in simple white, cotton briefs. Yes, they were 'granny panties,' but what else would one expect a prude Lutheran gal to be wearing. Again Amy spread her legs and allowed me to remove her panties. Beautiful chestnut hair like that on her pretty head abounded. Just a nice downy, triangular muff of it with ample pubic hair girding the lips. Though she was certainly a virgin - I didn't know if she'd ever even been fingered at this point - her labia minora were thick. The same gorgeous bubble gum pink of her nipples. I wanted to devour her pussy right then and there but she interrupted, "Alright, your turn."
Since she was too shy to offer to undress me I did it myself. When I was down to my own briefs I stood at the side of her bed facing her and pulled them down. My erection flopped out and was staring her in the face. Amy was unable to conceal her amazement. "Wow, I've never seen one that big before!"
I took this opportunity to make some further inquiries. "You've seen other penises?" I asked.
"Well, only my ex's. We got naked too. But I didn't do anything with it."
Feeling ballsy I smiled and said, "Well, hopefully you'll at least touch mine tonight."
It paid off; Amy knee-walked over to the side of the bed, flicked her index finger on my glans, smiled and said, "There."
"Believe it or not, that felt so good," I responded, "Knowing you don't do that with just any guy, that, alone, felt amazing."
I now lied down beside her and started kissing her. I began fondling her mammoth breasts to which she was receptive. I even licked and sucked her nipples to which she was also receptive. She's rubbing my back, but so far no more touching of the penis. I start stroking her pubic hair which is hot and moist. She lets me do this, but her knees are firmly set together so as to prevent any real fingering. No matter. I'm having a ball sucking her titties and playing with her bush. Low and behold, her legs start to subtly open and her breathing increases. "Man oh man," I think, "this prude wants me to finger her." I slide one finger down her slit and quickly locate her clitorus. I rub her clit and she instantly starts moaning. Now I endeavor to insert the finger into her vaginal opening. It is decidedly tight, but my finger glides in smoothly. Her pussy is amply creamy. There's not too much 'wiggle room,' now that I'm in, but she seems to enjoy having my digit inside of her. I play with her clit and finger her for probably another 20 minutes when I dare to try what I am reputed throughout college for - eating pussy.
Looking her dead in the eye, I take my moist finger out of her love chute and lick her essence off of it. It tastes acidic but sweet. All in all a nice tasting vagina. "Mmmmm, delicious," I compliment.
"Really," she giggles.
"Yes, I'd like to kiss you down there."
"Uhhh, I don't know. I wanted to hook up with you, but I wasn't thinking about letting you do that."
"It's okay. We don't have to if you're not comfortable," I reassure her.
Seriously considering, Amy says, "Well, it's not intercourse ..."
Taking my cue, I bend my head down and take a nice long lick from her taint to her hood before she changes her mind. She didn't object. Instead Amy let out a high pitched, "Oooooooooooohhh." Remembering how much she enjoyed my rubbing her clitorus I concentrated on her clit, licking and flicking it rapidly. Amy's sighing and moaning increased and her legs splayed out in each direction. I did this for another 7 minutes or so when she moaned, "Oh my G-d, I think it's happening. I think I'm having an orgasm!!" I kept doing what I had been doing and she came for the first time. Afterwards, she calmed down and closed her legs claiming it was too sensitive down there. I supposed multiple orgasms was too tall an order for her first real hook-up session.
Still hard (and starting to experience blue balls) I lied beside her. I certainly didn't expect Amy to blow me (even though I went down on her for likely 30 minutes), but I got to thinking, "I'll bet this woman has never seen semen or a cumshot." She "didn't do anything with [her ex's penis]." I could not imagine her to have watched a porno.
Taking another risk I mentioned, "I don't mean to be crude, but have you ever seen a guy ejaculate."
"I could imagine what it looks like from sex ed., but, no, I've never seen it."
"I won't lie, it feels great to ejaculate, but it would also be really cool for me to show you."
"I think you're asking me to masturbate you [I thought it was so hot that she used the term 'masturbate you' as opposed to 'hand job']," she replied, "but I don't know that I'd know what to do."
Moved by her honesty I said, "You'll do great; I'll show you how."
I took my cock in my right hand and started jerking off, showing Amy how the skin along he shaft easily moved up and down with each stroke. I said, "See what I'm doing - the same movement up and down, pure repetition, maintaining the same rhythm. Now you try." Amy not-so-assuredly took my cock in her hand and replicated my jerking style. As guided, she maintained the same rhythm, nothing fancy, just a wholly reliable hand job. And would you believe, not 40 seconds later I'm in the throes of orgasm.
"Uggggghhhhhhh, I'm going to ejaculate," I intone.
And do I ever. Nothing Amy could have learned in "sex ed." could have prepared her for this eruption. Long jets of the thickest, whitest semen burst out of my cock, smacking my sternum, torso, and abdomen. Not surprisingly, Amy's first reaction was to let go as my penis started heaving cum, but I took the opportunity to put her hand back to teach her to jerk until the very last drop. That probably allowed me to shoot about five more ropes.
When I finally finished Amy smiled and said, "Wow! I had no idea so much sperm came out or that it did so powerfully."
"You gave me an awesome hand job," I replied, "thank you."
"Thank you," she reciprocated, "I'm glad I listened to Katie. This was a lot of fun."
Amy was similar to many of the girls from Wisconsin I had met and had pleasurable encounters with that first semester. She was somewhat tall - I'd say 5'6'' - very cute with chestnut hair, big tits with a nice, big ass to match. On our date she confirmed much of what Katie had told me about her upbringing. She had a boyfriend in high school, but her dad had a rule that they couldn't touch each other "anywhere a soccer uniform covered." It seemed as though she honored her father's edict because her frustrated boyfriend broke up with her prior to the start of freshman year because he wanted to see other people. Privately, I was a little miffed because I didn't think I was going to get anywhere with her in light of this, no matter how many hours we'd kiss. The good thing, however, was that her parents were on vacation and she had the house to herself.
Our date went well and low and behold when I dropped her off she asked if I wanted to come into her house. I readily agreed. We sat on her couch listening to music when I came up with what I thought to be a good line. I said, "I think I could deal with the 'no touching anywhere a soccer uniform covers' rule with you, I could just kiss you for hours." It worked! She leaned in for a kiss. However, I had to prove my word because indeed we did nothing but kiss for two hours!
I was able to tell that Amy's body was getting hot and I'd hoped the same were true for her pussy. I started rubbing her upper thigh, careful not to approach the area soccer shorts would cover. No objection and I could tell that her legs were sweaty beneath her black rayon pants. I fleetingly (almost by accident, but not really) grazed her vagina over her pants. I could tell her pussy was damp - a very god sign, but Amy objected this time chastening, "Ummm, that part is definitely covered by a soccer uniform." I looked her in the eye and apologized. "That's okay," she sweetly replied, "I'm trying to take Katie's advice."
"What's that," I queried.
"Well, she said you were a really sensitive guy and that I should let my guard down a little. She knew about my high school boyfriend and said, 'if he's going to fool around, you should too. You just need to do it with a guy you can trust.'"
I thanked my kind friend in my heart and later thanked her in person. What she said really sealed the deal because now I said, "Katie's right. Don't get me wrong - I'm also being selfish. I really want to go further with you. But you do owe it to yourself to experiment."
"Okay, but we can't have sex."
"I totally agree," I truthfully replied, "we need to take it slower than that."
Thinking that the quickest way to let nature take its course (short of intercourse) would be for us to disrobe I suggested, "You know, if we take off our clothes, that alone, wouldn't even be touching where a soccer uniform covers."
She laughed. "Yeah, but I think it's going to be pretty hard for us not to touch each other."
"As long as we promise ourselves we won't have sex and you promise me you'll speak up if you're uncomfortable with any kind of touching up to that point, it will be okay."
Reassured, she said, "Well, okay ..." We go up to her bedroom for the act, as it were.
Now I'm absolutely delighted. I can't wait to see all of Amy's charms. Those big titties, her pussy (which I'm positive has to be full), and her buxom hips and ass. I knew I was ready to disrobe because I was already fully erect.
Amy starts removing her sweater. I break in, "If it's alright with you, I'd love to remove your clothes. It's a huge turn-on for a guy."
"Easy, easy," she cautions, "I'll let you, but this might not be the steamy kind of hook-up you have in mind."
I tell her I understand and I proceed to remove her sweater and unsnap her bra. BOOM. Out pop two amazing breasts. Large pink aureolas. Just the slightest degree of sagginess only because they are toppling from their own weight. As I take off her bra I lightly graze her nipples with the backs of my hands. This elicited an audible sigh and her nipples indeed stiffened. Next came her pants. I undid her hook-in-eye closure and unzipped her fly. Amy spread her legs and allowed me to remove her pants. Not surprisingly she was clad in simple white, cotton briefs. Yes, they were 'granny panties,' but what else would one expect a prude Lutheran gal to be wearing. Again Amy spread her legs and allowed me to remove her panties. Beautiful chestnut hair like that on her pretty head abounded. Just a nice downy, triangular muff of it with ample pubic hair girding the lips. Though she was certainly a virgin - I didn't know if she'd ever even been fingered at this point - her labia minora were thick. The same gorgeous bubble gum pink of her nipples. I wanted to devour her pussy right then and there but she interrupted, "Alright, your turn."
Since she was too shy to offer to undress me I did it myself. When I was down to my own briefs I stood at the side of her bed facing her and pulled them down. My erection flopped out and was staring her in the face. Amy was unable to conceal her amazement. "Wow, I've never seen one that big before!"
I took this opportunity to make some further inquiries. "You've seen other penises?" I asked.
"Well, only my ex's. We got naked too. But I didn't do anything with it."
Feeling ballsy I smiled and said, "Well, hopefully you'll at least touch mine tonight."
It paid off; Amy knee-walked over to the side of the bed, flicked her index finger on my glans, smiled and said, "There."
"Believe it or not, that felt so good," I responded, "Knowing you don't do that with just any guy, that, alone, felt amazing."
I now lied down beside her and started kissing her. I began fondling her mammoth breasts to which she was receptive. I even licked and sucked her nipples to which she was also receptive. She's rubbing my back, but so far no more touching of the penis. I start stroking her pubic hair which is hot and moist. She lets me do this, but her knees are firmly set together so as to prevent any real fingering. No matter. I'm having a ball sucking her titties and playing with her bush. Low and behold, her legs start to subtly open and her breathing increases. "Man oh man," I think, "this prude wants me to finger her." I slide one finger down her slit and quickly locate her clitorus. I rub her clit and she instantly starts moaning. Now I endeavor to insert the finger into her vaginal opening. It is decidedly tight, but my finger glides in smoothly. Her pussy is amply creamy. There's not too much 'wiggle room,' now that I'm in, but she seems to enjoy having my digit inside of her. I play with her clit and finger her for probably another 20 minutes when I dare to try what I am reputed throughout college for - eating pussy.
Looking her dead in the eye, I take my moist finger out of her love chute and lick her essence off of it. It tastes acidic but sweet. All in all a nice tasting vagina. "Mmmmm, delicious," I compliment.
"Really," she giggles.
"Yes, I'd like to kiss you down there."
"Uhhh, I don't know. I wanted to hook up with you, but I wasn't thinking about letting you do that."
"It's okay. We don't have to if you're not comfortable," I reassure her.
Seriously considering, Amy says, "Well, it's not intercourse ..."
Taking my cue, I bend my head down and take a nice long lick from her taint to her hood before she changes her mind. She didn't object. Instead Amy let out a high pitched, "Oooooooooooohhh." Remembering how much she enjoyed my rubbing her clitorus I concentrated on her clit, licking and flicking it rapidly. Amy's sighing and moaning increased and her legs splayed out in each direction. I did this for another 7 minutes or so when she moaned, "Oh my G-d, I think it's happening. I think I'm having an orgasm!!" I kept doing what I had been doing and she came for the first time. Afterwards, she calmed down and closed her legs claiming it was too sensitive down there. I supposed multiple orgasms was too tall an order for her first real hook-up session.
Still hard (and starting to experience blue balls) I lied beside her. I certainly didn't expect Amy to blow me (even though I went down on her for likely 30 minutes), but I got to thinking, "I'll bet this woman has never seen semen or a cumshot." She "didn't do anything with [her ex's penis]." I could not imagine her to have watched a porno.
Taking another risk I mentioned, "I don't mean to be crude, but have you ever seen a guy ejaculate."
"I could imagine what it looks like from sex ed., but, no, I've never seen it."
"I won't lie, it feels great to ejaculate, but it would also be really cool for me to show you."
"I think you're asking me to masturbate you [I thought it was so hot that she used the term 'masturbate you' as opposed to 'hand job']," she replied, "but I don't know that I'd know what to do."
Moved by her honesty I said, "You'll do great; I'll show you how."
I took my cock in my right hand and started jerking off, showing Amy how the skin along he shaft easily moved up and down with each stroke. I said, "See what I'm doing - the same movement up and down, pure repetition, maintaining the same rhythm. Now you try." Amy not-so-assuredly took my cock in her hand and replicated my jerking style. As guided, she maintained the same rhythm, nothing fancy, just a wholly reliable hand job. And would you believe, not 40 seconds later I'm in the throes of orgasm.
"Uggggghhhhhhh, I'm going to ejaculate," I intone.
And do I ever. Nothing Amy could have learned in "sex ed." could have prepared her for this eruption. Long jets of the thickest, whitest semen burst out of my cock, smacking my sternum, torso, and abdomen. Not surprisingly, Amy's first reaction was to let go as my penis started heaving cum, but I took the opportunity to put her hand back to teach her to jerk until the very last drop. That probably allowed me to shoot about five more ropes.
When I finally finished Amy smiled and said, "Wow! I had no idea so much sperm came out or that it did so powerfully."
"You gave me an awesome hand job," I replied, "thank you."
"Thank you," she reciprocated, "I'm glad I listened to Katie. This was a lot of fun."
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