"Why is it so hard for you to see I'm a fun person?" Jake asked.
Oh, he was tall, dark, and handsome, as the saying went, but I just knew I didn't want to get involved with another college student.
"Because it's party town here. I would be nothing but a one night stand for you," I said.
As I looked up at him, I wondered why a one-night stand wouldn't be enough. Jake was gorgeous. His dark, slightly curly hair and ocean blue eyes made my knees go weak. And his body...holy cow...was it fine. He was an athlete, a basketball player, so he was fit with muscular shoulders and six-pack abs. He was amazing to look at, but that wasn't all. He was also funny, witty, and smart. There really wasn't a better overall package on the whole campus.
"Maybe I would let you be a two night stand," he joked.
I'd slept with a couple of other guys I'd met on campus. Yeah, they were hot overall, and it was a great time, but I didn't want to be just another college slut. That really wasn't me. I really was going to college for a purpose other than partying and sleeping around.
I laughed at Jake. "You really are a goofball."
"Yeah, and you like me that way. Look, I make you smile."
"So," I said.
"Okay, I know I've been joking around, but I just want to take you out. How about to dinner or a movie or a walk on campus? We can just have a good time. I can make you laugh a little."
"And that's it?" I asked. That sounded like a nice time. I wouldn't mind a date. I just didn't want to be another notch on his belt.
"That's it. Anything beyond that will be totally under your control." His hands went to his hips, which pulled his black t-shirt tight against his abs. I could see the contour of his thick chest and the indents of the markings of the muscles in his abs. I tried not to drool on my feet as I scanned him.
"That sounds nice," I said. "How about tonight?"
"I have a better idea. Meet me at the front door of your dorm, and I will pick you up in an hour," he said. His big smile made his blue eyes twinkle like the sun on water. He was so hard to resist. There was a slight part of me that wanted to just drag him to my room and have mad, passionate sex with him. I knew that those thoughts weren't that of someone that didn't want to get involved with another college student.
"Where are we going?"
"It's a surprise," he said, with a look of pride.
"What should wear?" I actually hated surprises but I didn't want to spoil things.
"What you are wearing is perfect," he said. "See you in an hour." He turned to walk away, and my eyes went straight to the slight curve of his muscular ass in the form-fitting jeans he had on. Even the muscles in his thighs could be seen.
"Wow!" I said allowed, though I didn't mean to.
He turned and looked at me. "What?"
"Nothing," I said. "See you soon." This time I turned to go to my dorm, though I really wanted to keep staring at his perfect athletic form.
An hour later I waited at the door of my dorm just like Jake asked me to. I was anxious, my nerves seeming to get the best of me. I could feel the heat building up inside me and sweat forming on my forehead.
The sun was shining so bright in the sky that I could barely see anything without squinting. It really was a beautiful day with adequate warmth and a dazzling breeze. I could tell that Jake liked the yellow spaghetti strapped sundress I chose for this warm day, because he kept looking at the lower cleavage and glancing at my long legs. I could feel the breeze blowing up the skirt, over my bare legs to my yellow bikini panties. It felt wonderful.
Jake pulled up in a hot red Mustang. It was a fitting car for such a hot guy.
"Where did you get this?" I asked when he got out of the car to run around to my side to open my door.
"I earned it working at my dad's shop," he said.
I got into the car and waited for him to get in on the other side. "Nice car."
"Can't complain," Jake said as he pulled away. He still had on the jeans and black t-shirt. It was difficult not to stare at the rock hard shoulder muscles, though I knew I scanned him a time or two.
"Where are we going?" I asked, turning and seeing a picnic basket on the backseat.
"How about down to the creek for a picnic? I thought I would take you to this little bend in the creek where no one goes very often. Hopefully they won't be there now either."
"That sounds great. What's for lunch?" I smiled at him, glad I said yes. He really was hard to resist.
As we drove to the creek, we bantered back and forth about the weather, classes, teachers, how hard the work was. Even though we hadn't known each other all that long, it felt like we had. He was easy to talk to and joke with. His humor and whit dazzled me.
We were at the creek in just a few minutes. It was one the college kids favorite places to go, though most had their own spot along the bank. I had walked down here myself many times and it amazed me that more often than not, no one was around.
Sparkles poured off the blue water as it rushed by with its sultry sound. The freshly cut green grass smothered the ground circling around the many tall trees that shaded it. I kicked off my sandals the moment I got out of the car, so that I could feel the cool, green grass beneath my feet. As I walked over to the water, I passed the soft sand of the bank. It felt like powder under my feet as I enjoyed standing there for a good minute before continuing on to dip my feet into the cold water. The water was fairly deep in this area and flowed pretty fast, though not uncontrollably. I had swum in it a few times and didn't get swept away.
As I turned back to Jake, I saw him laying out a blanket and putting the basket on it before coming over the edge of the creek.
"This is a great spot, and no one is around, which is even better," I said.
"I thought you might like it," Jake said with a cocky grin that told me he was rather proud of his decision.
"Want to jump in before lunch?" He asked.
"No, I didn't bring my suit," I said. Had I know this was where we would end up, I would have been glad to bring my swimsuit, but he hadn't told me I would need one.
"Who needs a suit?" He began pulling his shirt up over his head and it was all I could do to keep my tongue in my mouth and not drool. The urge to run my hands over his strong muscles and flat abs was almost overwhelming. He kicked off his shoes, undid his jeans, and pushed them to the ground. All that was left was a pair of black boxers that in my head I could hear myself begging him to take those off, too.
"See? Your turn," he said. "You can keep your panties on." He laughed as he jumped right into the water splashing the cool liquid on my dress. It was cold enough that I could feel my nipples get hard under the material, and for a split second I felt embarrassed. He screamed as he came up out of the water. His body now glistening.
"But that's all that's under here," I said.
"You've never been skinny dipping?" He asked.
"Not on my first date," I said, but it was oh, so tempting. I really didn't mind if he saw me almost naked, but I didn't want to give him the impression that I was just an easy target.
"Oh, come on. I promise to be a gentleman if you make me," he said. "If you don't come on in, I will splash."
"Oh, what the hell," I said as I slid the sundress over my head and let it fall to the ground away from the water.
He stared at my medium sized breasts. The nipples had grown even bigger as the breeze touched them, but I didn't seem to care as much as I thought I would. I kept my body in good shape using the school gym, and I was pretty proud of it overall. I'd seen that the many workouts had gotten me my own flat abs, curvy hips, and slender legs. I left my panties on and before I thought twice about it, jumped into the refreshing, but cold water.
"Oh, my God. It's freezing," I said.
"Now those perky little nipples will be really hard," he laughed.
"I thought they already were."
"That's the nice thing about women, when they are cold, they get harder. When a man is cold, we just shrivel." He had a look of disappointment on his face.
"Yeah, but that just means whoever you are with has to warm you back up," I teased.
"Are you offering?" He asked swimming over and standing so close to me that I could feel his breath on my face.
"Tempting as that is, I thought we here to have a picnic," I said as I started to turn around to get out of the water.
"Wait," he said. His hand brushed the damp brown hair from my face touching my cheek and sending more shivers down my body than were already there. "I think you are beautiful."
We stared at each other for several long seconds before he brought his lips to mine in an effort to kiss me. I gently pushed him back. "I'm not sure I should." Oh, I wanted to. I wanted to more than I felt I had wanted to with anyone else. The heat was there, the excitement, the chemistry. I wanted, almost needed to run my hands over the muscles that begged for attention, but I didn't want to seem that eager.
"Tell me why you don't want to. Is it something that I did?" He seemed so sincere. This totally goofy, gorgeous guy was so sweet and sincere after all that I could hardly muster an answer.
"You did nothing wrong. You've been great. It's just, well, I'd really like a second a date, and that's probably not the way to get one. You'd just think of me as another college slut."
"I'd rather think that you like me a lot," he said. "Because I know I like you a lot."
"That's unfair," I said, melting in the cool water against the heat of his body.
"What's unfair?"
"It was already hard to resist you, and now...."
"Now?" He asked as his face moved as little as an inch from mine.
Not kissing him was now impossible. I let my mouth press against his, our tongues intertwining. With his body glued to mine, I could feel the muscles I so desperately wanted to touch. His six-pack abs was against my own. My breasts pressed up against his thick chest to make me quiver completely. My arms wrapped around him so my hands could massage his back slightly as we continued to kiss. We slowly walked out of the water onto the shore without missing a beat of kissing. Jake tried to push me down on the grass, yet I stopped him. "Not yet," I said.
We stood facing each other, and I let my hands run over his muscular shoulders, then down over his stomach and hips. They felt as good as they looked. I was not letting him get away without feeling those muscles.
"You like that?" He asked.
"More than you know," I responded as I continued my exploration.
"My turn," he said with a huge grin.
At that point, the whole 'I don’t want to have sex with another college student' thing went right out of my head. The only thing I could think of was having his hands all over me. How could I ever have thought of saying no to such a perfect guy? Being at the same school could be very convenient after all.
His hands were still cold from the water as they cupped each breast, squeezing gently. His mouth went to the right nipple to replace his hand and tease it with his tongue, circling, nibbling. I looked down to see the thrill on his face. My fingers reached down to run through his hair and press him tighter to me. His other hand moved so lightly over my other breasts around the nipple that it sent goose bumps all the way down to my legs. I squeezed my thighs together to feel the growing passion. The pressure of my swelling clit seemed to fill the space between my thighs. My breathing quickened as he continued to massage and lick my breasts. They never seemed so alive before. Jake’s hand skimmed its way down my stomach.
Please go lower, I thought. Move your hand down between my legs and play with me until I'm screaming in exstacy. You want to. I know you do, my thoughts wandered.
As his hand, now warm, went inside the fabric of my panties, he raised his head, kissing my lips so fast and hard that I could hardly keep up. My legs spread slightly to give him access to the soft, wet flesh beneath. Since I could feel how hard my clit was, I knew that my lips were parted to give him easy access to the excited bulb within.
Take me, I kept thinking. Yes, closer, deeper, play with it. My mind reeled with thoughts of what I wanted him to do, of what I wanted to do with him. I couldn't remember thinking such things before. The need was overwhelming.
Jake's finger circled my clit, and I moaned as he continued to kiss me. I felt as if all my senses were caught up in this passion. My arms and legs tingled, my nipples were hard against the heat of his chest, and my pussy swelled to the point of aching. I felt weak and wobbly like my legs were about to give out beneath me.
"Lay down before you fall down," Jake said, as he helped me down on top of the cool grass. All I could do was watch as he slid my panties off and let them drift to the ground. His fit body slithered up over mine, kissing each part of me on the way up to my lips. He kissed me again over and over until I was dizzy with need. I felt near orgasm without even being touched.
My hands ran over his shoulder muscles, feeling the contours, the structure of strength. He felt so strong and made me feel so safe, so tiny, so taken. I moved my hands down his body to his firm ass before I wrapped my legs around his middle and rocked with him as we kissed. Moan after moan escaped my chest. I couldn't stop myself and I didn't want to.
Jake kissed his way down my body. My fingers ran through his hair. I could hardly stop myself from pushing his head between my legs. I wanted him to lick me. I wanted him to taste the wetness, the need. I wanted to feel his tongue on my clit and wiggle it from side to side. Please, I thought, taste me, lick me, make me cum once in your mouth so you can taste my sweet desire.
After spending a few minutes on each nipple, on my belly, my inner thighs, he reached my aching pussy.
"Yes," I said. "Oh, yes." I lifted my knees, spread my legs as wide as I could to give him all the access he needed to give me the pleasure I had to have. "Please me," I said. At that point I couldn't help but blurt out all my desires, to tell him what I wanted, what I needed.
As his tongue licked around the lips teasingly so, his fingers moved to where the wetness flowed. He dipped a finger in me just a little, then back out. At the same time, his tongue just slightly touched my clit, then moved away. My back arched as he did this. "Oh, Jake. More. Please," I moaned.
His tongue and his fingers began to work together. There were fingers dipping in and out of me as far as they could go, while his tongue circled and flicked at my clit as fast as he could. My hips moved with him as my hands reached my own breasts, massaging the mounds and squeezing the nipples. "More, baby. I'm nearly there," I said quietly. My breathing was too fast and deep to speak loudly.
"Oh, yeah, cum for me, darlin'," he said, then continued his assault on my desire. A pressure built up within me until finally a very deep moan came from me as my whole body shook around Jake. "That's it. Cum."
I didn't want it to stop, yet I wanted something different, more. I wanted to feel the now hard cock push it's way as deep inside of me as his fingers had been.
Jake came up from where he had caused me so much pleasure and kneeled to the side of my body. He slid the wet, black boxers off his body to reveal the thick, hard cock beneath. For a moment all I could do was look at it. His hands slid over the shaft to the head. "Not shriveled up anymore," he said. "I need you, darlin'."
I sat up quickly, bringing both my hands to the long shaft. The moment I touched it, it flinched and Jake moaned. "Yes, babe," he said. I stroked him with both hands, one on each side, moving up and down and circling around it, then I brought my mouth to it. My hands started to lightly touch his inner thighs, balls, around to his ass. After only a moment, I let my tongue circle the head, then slithered it down the shaft, then back up before I let my entire mouth move up and down over him. His hands went to the top of my head to guide my rhythm. His hips moved with me. "That's it. That's it. Take me," he said. My tongue circled the head, the shaft, then did it all over again. He moaned over and over.
All of a suddenly, Jake pulled back, out of my mouth. "Turn over, sweetheart." He used his strength to guide me to my hands and knees. I arched my back willing to let him enter me. The hard, long shaft entered into the wetness he had just made. It was so easy to slide inside, though he was so large that the pressure overwhelmed my still aching clit as it slid over. My breathing quickened again, as my heart raced faster and faster. He grabbed my hips as he plunged deep into me. It felt like he hit an excited wall inside me. I pushed myself hard against him as he thrust as deep as he could. After I reached to my breasts to squeeze a nipple, I let my hand go to my clit, to play with it as his tongue had done while he pumped inside me. With each thrust I felt my climax building.
"Go ahead," he said, and I took that to mean that I could cum just as he was about to do. His moans grew louder as I felt his shaft press hard against me. "Oh, that feels so good." I could feel the warmth of him spurting inside me as my own cum mixed together with his. It was near shrieks that I heard escape me. I quivered almost violently against Jake.
We didn't move for a long moment, almost glued to each other, comatized from the passion we had just shared. Then we collapsed on the ground next to the creek that started this whole passionate affair. We lay next to each other, me on my back and Jake on his side looking at me, his hand on my stomach. We took quite awhile to catch our breath.
"That was the most awesome sex I have ever had," Jake said.
"Ditto," was all I could muster to say at that moment.
"I hope we can do it again sometime. I hope I didn't scare you off," he said.
"Scare me off? No, that was awesome."
"I'm glad you thought so. What do you say, we have that picnic and see where we go from there." Jake smiled, which made his eyes light.
"Maybe we should dress first," I joked.
"Maybe, but I don't see why," Jake grinned.
For couples that want to have a little more fun:
For couples that want to have a little more fun:
Bumps and Grinds Interactive Dvd
This is an interactive game with 2 or more players. The one who is naked first, wins the game.
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