02/26/2005 - COCOA AND CUNNILINGUS. (Long Version)
02/26/2005 - COCOA AND CUNNILINGUS. (Long Version)
Freshman year of college I felt I was forced to join a few extra-curricular social groups during the school orientation, and one of those groups was a nature group. I always enjoyed hiking and river rafting and all that and this group was small and mostly female, so it felt safe and inviting.
One weekend we had scheduled a snow sledding thing but the weekend was canceled last minute due to the weather being too nice so not enough snow.
Cheryl was a lot like myself in that she too felt obligated to be in some of these groups so many times we would sneak away or bail out of events to go do something more fun like going to a movie or hanging out.
This night Cheryl had planned to go with us to the cabins for the weekend and when it canceled the night before she asked if she could hang out with me and we would drink wine and watch some movies.
I was always up for what I guess today would be a Netflix and chill scenario, so I agreed. Freshmen were required to stay in dorms on campus and rarely they were living alone in a dorm room. My roommate left a few weeks after starting so I had this entire time to myself, and it was great!
Cherly came over at 6:30 PM in a heavy coat wearing something like pajamas underneath. Cheryl was that kind of girl who looked kind of goth with the pale skin, black hair, and heavy dark makeup, however she dressed more conservatively, almost preppy. Her pajamas had a care bear on it that was half rotten like a zombie, but designed like a child’s pajama set, but that was Cheryl.
We drank a few bottles of wine and then I pulled out the Grey Goose. I went through a vodka phase in college, what can I say? As usual we had a bit too much.
She brought “The Village” and “Resident Evil: Apocalypse”. We watched Resident Evil and then started in on the Village when we were pretty tipsy. The movie was rather boring when you are half-drunk, so we started talking about our sex lives.
Mine was rather non-existent at that time and Cheryl kept saying how she wanted to try all kinds of new things. She talked a little about BDSM and how her last boyfriend was into clamps and candle wax. She broke up with him when he wanted a three-way with her best friend.
We were sitting on an old loveseat with our legs intertwined over each other’s due to the size of the small couch. Cheryl gulped down the last bit of vodka straight from the bottle and sat straight up looking at me. I must have given her a weird look because she tilted her head at me and then pulled me up to a sitting position like hers.
She pulled off her pajama top, “Vodka makes me hot, does it make you feel hot?” She asked me slurring a bit.
I shook my head and replied with a plain, “Nope.”
Her breasts were smaller and very perky. Her tan areolas were about the size of a quarter and her nipples were about as big around as a dime and they stood out quite a bit and almost faced upwards. Her skin was tan and smooth, and she was sitting there topless just looking at me with a grin.
I took off my shirt. “There now you don’t have to feel so alone.” I said smiling and taking her beauty in.
“I wanted to try this for weeks.” Cheryl said quickly and leaned in on me with a firm kiss and pulled back just as fast. “Oh my god, I’m sorry. Vodka!” she yelped ashamed and embarrassed.
I leaned back and kissed her softly on the lips and she reciprocated by opening her mouth and in seconds we were kissing deeply with tongues while “The Village” played in the background making it less awkward.
In seconds my hands were wrapped around her neck and her hands were on my breasts. We made out hard for a while then Cheryl stopped abruptly and told me that we don’t have to do this if I didn’t want to.
I grabbed ahold of the soft, and loose waistband of her pajama bottoms and yanked them off of her. She had a full well-groomed black bush. She was not ready for that to happen and pulled her legs up on the loveseat in a squatting position giggling. She jumped forward and grabbed the sweatpants I was wearing but I had them tied pretty tightly and couldn’t get them off. We laughed as I stood up and pulled the string at the top and they dropped to the floor. I wiggled out of my panties and stood there posing for her. She giggled again and stood up too.
She pushed down to the loveseat and dropped to the floor in front of me leaning into my lap. She was rubbing my legs up and down which gave me goosebumps and I smiled looking into her magical dark eyes.
“I have never done this before.” She said shyly.
“Me neither.” I said. At that moment she parted my legs and looked at it like how an explorer looks at a temple before they run in to explore. Her eyes were wide and a little bit of her tongue was sticking out as she assessed my womanly bits.
She cupped her hand around my mound and pressed into it massaging me. I leaned down and we began kissing as she started stroking my pussy. It was weird at first, she was like a nervous boy losing his virginity. Looking back it makes me laugh because she had the same parts I had. Maybe it was the drinking and the tension.
I scooted forward to give her some space to work with. In a few minutes her head moved forward and I felt her lips kiss my clit. Like a soft little peck like kiss. She did this a few times and then used her tongue. One or two pokes of her tongue and then she was full-on licking me.
The soft, warm touch of her mouth on my pussy made my body jerk a few times and I clenched my ass and they stopped. She put two fingers in me and moved them around a little bit. She was basically making out with my vagina and I was quite as a mouse. I didn’t make a sound. I was drunk and nervous and had so many thoughts running through my head. Mostly about how good this felt, and that I hoped we will still be friends after this.
Soon the familiar tightening of my pussy came in waves and I knew I was about to have an orgasm. I pushed her head back and kissed her deeply as I rubbed my clit with her fingers still inside me. I came really hard at that moment. I moaned and grinded on her fingers as I came. My body spasmed again and laid back panting. Cheryl pulled her fingers out of me and we awkwardly laughed.
After a very short moment to recover I said, “My turn” and rolled off the loveseat. She was looking at me with bedroom eyes and so I pulled her over to my bed and pushed her down on her back. I practically pounced on her and made out with her for a few more minutes.
I started kissing her neck, working down her shoulder and then her beautiful nipples. She grabbed my head and laughed. I think she was a bit ticklish!
I placed soft kissed downward and kissed her cute “outtie” belly button. She shuddered and cackled. Yep She was ticklish!
When I reached her abdomen she was already letting out a soft moan and she pulled her legs back and bent her knees. Her pubes were thick and her pussy was small. She had these little pedal like lips that barely stuck out from her. I parted her and her clit jumped. She had a wonderfully round clit that was clearly visible. She shuddered. She was cumming.
I licked my fingers and put them on her clit gently stroking her. She shook violently and moaned loudly. I haven’t even kissed her beautiful flower yet.
I leaned down and put her clit between my lips and gently sucked it like a little penis. She lurched again and put her fingers in my hair. “Yessssss!” She quietly screamed bringing her knees to each side of my head, essentially locking me to her.
I pushed my tongue out and it licked up and down on her. She tasted sweet with a slight saltiness that I enjoyed very much.
I started to put two fingers into her and she pushed my hand out and said, “One at a time.” I nodded and proceeded to put my pointer finger in her and finger fuck her while sucking on her clit. Occasionally licking around it.
She came again. She cried out, “Oh god! Oh god!” and then scooted back toward the head board away from me. I looked up at her and watched her convulse three or four times in ecstasy grasping my bed sheets in a death grip.
She looked at me with her eyes wide as saucers. I smiled and enthusiastically belted out “I’m sorry. Vodka!” We both laughed. I pulled myself up next to her and I held her next to me and we just laid there quietly listening to the end of the movie and then each other breathing as we fell asleep.
The next day I woke up to her getting out of bed. She started putting on her pajamas.
“Good Morning!” I said cheerfully.
She smiled warmly at me and said, “It is! It was a good evening too!”
She walked over to me and kissed me on the cheek and said she was leaving to go shower. She put on her coat and we said goodbye as she left.
I felt weird. Like maybe she regretted what we did. A few hours later she asked me to go to lunch with her and I did. We were friends for many years after that. We still talk on occasion.
We did it again a few more times during college. She holds a special place in my heart as the first girl I ever made love to.
