My beloved Zhenechka
This story is not just about sex, but also about love.
I was dating a very sweet girl who is hard to forget. She came to our city to enter university and stayed with her sister, who was a friend of my friend. So one day we crossed paths. Her appearance wasn't that of a supermodel, but I immediately liked her soft, agreeable character. I'm not one to date bitches or rude girls. I like bright girls with pleasant manners, real ladies. Evgenia was exactly that kind of girl. She had a very sweet voice and a beautiful smile. Describing her appearance, it should be said that she had luxurious chestnut
hair down to her shoulders. In the sun, it seemed more amber than chestnut. Being a few centimeters shorter than me, Zhenya was perfect for me. Slim with a figure like a guitar, she looked more like a schoolgirl than an 18-year-old applicant. But I liked all this about her, all of it drew me to her.We started talking back then and became interested in each other. It was the beginning of summer and we both wanted to be with someone. Literally after two dates, I realized she was too good to just hang out with, and I asked her to be my girlfriend, to which she, of course, agreed. We spent three sweet weeks; we constantly met, hugged, kissed. I kissed this radiant beauty in the park under the hot sun, at night under the windows of the house where she lived, under an umbrella on a rainy day. Her innocence and modesty delighted me, as I had already forgotten that such girls really exist. Spending whole days with her, I forgot about all my problems, except one... I wanted to do more than just kiss Zhenya.
When in a fit of passion I kissed Zhenya not only on the lips but also on the neck, on her earlobes, she never resisted. I stroked her buttocks, and she didn't remove my hands either, never rejected me. After three weeks of mutual caresses, I decided I wanted to see her in my bed. The right moment was needed, because I didn't really want to just approach and simply suggest such a sweet girl to sleep with me.
One day in July, a day I remember very well, we were walking in a small park near my house. As always, we sat down on our favorite bench. Because of the heat, everyone was at home with fans on full blast, so only ladies with strollers were around us. After saying a few tender, affectionate words, I leaned in to kiss her. After tenderly kissing her lips and pulling back, I waited for her to reach for my lips herself. She, of course, responded with a kiss. A light kiss very quickly turned into an adult game of tongues, and I embraced her waist with my left hand, placing the other on the inside of her thigh, and began to stroke her. On this hot day, she was wearing gray tights, over them short white shorts, a little higher a light T-shirt, and over it a light blouse, which was worn more for style, because, as I said, it was very hot. The modest, radiant Zhenya amazed me with her kiss, stealing my breath, which was very hard to get back. Every time she pulled her lips away from mine, her eyes would lift and look into mine. Ah, what divine eyes she had. At that moment, I kissed her on the nose, then on the cheek, and pressed her to me.
Zhenya jumped up from the bench and, shining with her smile, looked at the sun. Even when she was sad, she was beautiful, and when happy, she was simply a princess. She was so beautiful at that moment that I didn't want to let her go for long. When she turned to me, I took her by the waist and pulled her towards me. With her knees against the bench, she had no choice but to sit on my legs. I pulled my lips towards her, and she, without thinking, leaned in to kiss me. Another kiss – another moment of happiness. I wish they could last forever. I squeezed Zhenya tighter, started kissing her neck. At that moment, she began to feel embarrassed by the few passersby. And indeed, it wasn't entirely decent.
– Stop, there are people here. – she said in a gentle voice.
– Let's go...
– Where?
– To my place. – I said hopefully. It's too hot here anyway.
– Let's go. – she said and got off me. This was the chance worth taking. For the first time in a long time, I wanted a girl out of love, not just to satisfy my needs.
In my apartment, I didn't let go of my girlfriend for a second. Gently holding her by the waist, I led her to my room and sat her on the bed, then sat down next to her. But even then, I held her hand.
– A cute little room. – she said, looking at me sweetly and illuminating everything around with her smile. I didn't know what to say and just, glowing with happiness, looked into her eyes. She couldn't take it and laughed, then turned away. I gently took her chin with my hand, turned her face towards me, and kissed her. Then I moved her into a horizontal position, slowly laying her on the bed. Occasionally breaking between kisses, I saw only her smile, which aroused me more than anything else capable of arousing a man. I began to caress her thigh with my right hand, touching her buttock. Goosebumps appeared through the tights, clearly not from the cold. After five minutes of continuous caresses, I started kissing her neck, then moving lower, kissing her collarbone, but the T-shirt stood in my way. This was a boundary I had to cross. I needed to understand if the girl was ready for sex, and I gently grabbed her buttock with my hand, massaging it and continuing to kiss Zhenya. The girl didn't reject my hands; moreover, she hugged me tighter. My next step was touching her small breast. I slipped my hand under the T-shirt and reached the mound, gently taking it in my palm. Zhenya pressed my palm to her breast with her hand, letting me know I shouldn't let go. With my left hand, I unbuttoned the button on her blouse so it wouldn't get in the way.
Zhenya was perhaps already as aroused as I was, but I wanted to make sure, and removing my hand from her breast, I reached into her shorts. This caused a reaction: she grabbed my wrist and tried to pull it out, though not particularly hard. In the end, I did reach her panties and began massaging the mound through them, continuing to kiss her lips, then her neck. After a minute of massaging, I began to gradually pull my hand out, but not for long, only to this time go under the panties.
– Roma. – she whispered, barely breathing. Zhenya apparently didn't want it to come to this.
– I love you. – I replied. – And I want you to be mine. After these words, she had no more questions. I felt she was ready to give herself to me.
I lifted my torso and took off my T-shirt, completely baring my upper body. Then I lifted her and took off the annoying blouse. After spending a few more minutes on tenderness, I began to unzip her shorts with my hand. After unzipping, I leaned back, grabbed them, and started slowly taking them off. Zhenya didn't cover her panties, but her face was already puzzled, apparently still doubting whether it was worth it... After taking off her tights and baring her lovely legs, I lifted her legs and started kissing the inner surface of her thigh, slowly arousing her, then her navel, stomach, slowly lifting the T-shirt, I reached her bare chest. I took her nipple into my mouth and started sucking, then went back to her mouth, teasing the nipple with my hand.
After a couple of minutes, I stood up and started removing the rest of the summer clothes. Zhenya at that moment covered herself with the blanket, shyly hiding her gaze. This also aroused me very much. First the shorts, then the underwear. My cock fell out of the underwear, which she saw but didn't show it. I got under the blanket with her and started caressing her pussy over her panties with my hand until it became wet. Then I took off her panties and started positioning myself to enter my love. I took my cock in my hand and touched her labia with the head. She shuddered from this. To relax her, I started kissing her lips again, then whispered in her ear that I loved her.
Finally positioning myself, I began slowly inserting my cock until I hit a wall. A virgin, and she didn't even say. Probably afraid to scare me off. Well, that's not a problem. I started pressing my stomach against hers. Looking up, I saw her close her eyes and cover her mouth with her palm. Apparently, there wasn't much pleasure in it. However, after a minute, I started moving my cock in and out halfway. Another minute later, all the way in. It was tight and far from always comfortable for me and my penis, but Zhenya was apparently even less comfortable.
I continued entering her again and again until my cock got used to it. And when it got used to it, I sped up the pace, after which cries came from Zhenya.
– Does it hurt? – I asked.
– No... it's fine.
I continued fucking her, enjoying every thrust. Each entry gave me immense joy. Moans from my girlfriend started coming more often, though not very loud, they charged me with energy. I leaned my torso back to see her face. Spreading her legs wider, I saw there were small traces of blood on her vagina, but not much. Seeing that Zhenya's eyes were still closed, I leaned my torso towards her and started kissing her while fucking. She could no longer moan, but I felt her tongue battling against mine instead.
After a minute, I started feeling I was about to cum. I pulled out my cock and reached for a condom. I loved this girl and therefore felt responsible towards her. I didn't want her to get pregnant now. Quickly putting on the condom, I entered her again and continued fucking. I leaned towards her and she hugged my back. She started moaning more often, but in these moans there was not a drop of pain anymore, only pleasure. I felt her hot breath, which drew me to her lips. Feeling I was about to cum, I started showering her with kisses. Our tongues intertwined once again. Not letting go of her tongue, I came. My tongue went numb, but hers kept working. After the orgasm released me, I rolled onto my back, pulling Zhenya on top of me. She finally opened her eyes for the first time since the sex started. She didn't cum her first time, but that's okay, it's not the end yet. – I thought. I'll rest for a couple of minutes and introduce her to other positions. I kissed her on the lips and said again that I loved her. At that moment, I felt like the happiest person in the world.