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sentimental stuff
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
THE THEATER
"Get me the power drill!" I yelled out across the theater, "I need
to reattach this leg." It was going to be another long night of
building in the theater; maybe even an all-nighter. Working on the
shows is one of my greatest pleasures but it takes so much out of me.
Between the late hours building and trying to keep up with my school
work, I am surprised that I am still sane.
Being the Technical Director isn't an easy task. You are
responsible for ordering wood, the equipment, organizing and keeping a
crew busy and keeping the show within its meager budget. Organizing
the crew can be pretty tough, especially if there are few people
around to organize. As "techies" know, you usually have a hard time
getting any of the actors to come down and help you build. This
semester however, I have a nice large crew to work with. Many of them
are actors and actresses from the show which amazed me even more.
Most of them were freshmen girls who were active in drama in high
school and wanted to try their hand in student-run theater. It is
quite a different environment than they were used to. We are bit more
laid back because we don't have to answer to teachers, only ourselves.
-Pause- [C]ontinue, [N]onStop, [S]top? N One night, durione of the rehearsals I was sitting in the back
munching on some dinner I picked up in the dining hall and watching
the director put the cast through its motions. The art director had
some of the crew painting details on one of the set walls that was off
stage at the moment. I was casually looking around trying to see if
any of the girls interested me. When rehearsal broke up and the rest
of the crew spread out to do their various jobs I noticed a extremely
cute girl that was painting some Masonite. I asked the Art director
who she was and found out that her name was Denise. Turns out, she
was a freshman. She is about 5'2" and has a small frame. She looked
like a strong hug could break her in two, but her body was very firm
and very nicely packed.
I went on with work as normal, every once and a while looking over
to where she was working. I saw her taking a couple of glances at me
as well. I thought to myself that she could be a good person to date
and who knows what else. I walked over and introduced myself to her
and asked her if she was going to the cast party tonight. She sweetly
said no because she had a lot of work to catch up on. (Don't I know
it) I smiled and said, "Oh well, maybe tomorrow night you'll go, they
are pretty fun."
"Yeah, I know. That's what everybody says."
"Well, back to work."
I trotted off and picked up my drill and began to build a wall for
one of the set pieces. The night dragged on for what seemed like
years. I finally had enough and went home at 2 A.M.. I looked forward
to coming in the next day and talking to Denise.
It was 10 A.M. Saturday morning (I know, what an ungodly hour)
when I got into campus to open up the theater and get to work. There
were a couple of people there waiting for me, including Denise. We
sleepily trudged into the theater, put on some music and went to work.
Throughout the afternoon I made more and more eye contact with
Denise. I was really starting to get interested in her. When dinner
time rolled around I noticed that she was getting her coat on and
headed for the door. I walked over to her...
"All finished for today?"
"No, I am just running to the dining hall to get some dinner."
"I am a bit hungry myself, want to go out a grab a quick dinner?"
"I don't have any money on me," she said.
"That's OK," I replied, "Its on me, Denny's is pretty cheap."
"Well, I don't like grubbing, but OK."
We walked out to my car and headed down to Denny's. Dinner was a
bit longer than 'quick' because we spent most of the time talking
about theater, her life at home. how she likes college, my life,
etc... I was liking her more and more as the night went on. She
asked me how I like living off campus. I said that I liked it a lot.
For the last two semesters I was living with a group of friends, but
they all graduated so I found a new place and decided to rough it on
my own for a while. I was able to find a really nice apartment with a
fireplace for a couple of hundred a month, blah, blah, blah. She
seemed really impressed that a guy could live on his own and not
starve on a diet of pasta and soup. I told her that I really enjoy
cooking and over the last couple of years I have gotten pretty good at
it. I then said something that I thought I wouldn't say,
"Would you like to see it?"
Thankfully, she said, "Yes."
To be honest, I really wasn't expecting anything to happen. We
drove through town chatting about life in general until we finally
reached my apartment. She was very impressed with how neat it was.
(not all guys are slobs)
As she wandered around the apartment I went over and fed my fish
and flipped on the TV. It started to rain and it got chilly so I
decided to put on a fire. I called out to her in the next room, "Do
you want to watch some movies?"
"Sure, what have you got?"
"How `bout Amadeus?" (one of my favorites)
"Great, I haven't seen that in a long time." She wandered back
into the living room. "You have such a nice place, oh and I love
fireplaces." She sat down on couch and I walked into the kitchen.
"Would you like a glass of wine?" I asked.
"I am not a big drinker, but one glass of wine wont hurt."
I returned to the living room with two glasses and the bottle. I
had grabbed some cheese as well. I put it down on the table in front
of the couch and sat down.
"This is so nice," she said," I haven't been treated like this in
a long time."
About halfway through the movie she let out a big yawn and sort of
nestled her head against my arm. A contented smile appeared on her
lips as I daringly began stroking her hair with my other hand. Her
let out a contented moan and snuggled into my arm more.
Thoughts were racing through my mind like you wouldn't believe. I
have never had things happen this fast before. I didn't quite know
what to do. I leaned down and kissed her on the top of her head. She
shifted on the couch and looked up at me. I thought to myself, "Uh
oh, that does it, she is leaving." We stared at each other, eye to
eye for what seemed like an eternity. Then we slowly started leaning
towards each other until our lips finally met. Her lips were so soft
and I felt like I could kiss them forever. We kissed for what seemed
to be like 10 minutes until I decided to up the ante. I reached down
and put my left hand under her knees, I put my right hand around her
back and scooped her up off of the couch. Scooped is the right word
because she must have weighed only 100 pounds or so. I carried her
into the bedroom, out lips still locked together. I laid her back on
the bed and began kissing her ears and neck. She arched her head back
so I could easily kiss her throat and made a little moan.
"Please don't stop, you lips feel so good." she said as her hands
roamed up and down by back and through my hair. She reached down and
pulled my shirt out of my pants and began to pull it off over my head.
When she saw my well muscled body (construction tends to do that) she
smiled and remarked on how good looking I am. I smiled back and
returned the compliment. She ran her finger down between my pectorals
and down my stomach until they hit the top of my jeans. Her hand
slipped under the waistband and touched my growing hardness. Her
touch was wonderful and I closed my eyes and let out a moan. I looked
back at her and without saying a word removed her shirt and bra. We
then locked our lips in another embrace. As we rolled around the bed
kissing we began to giggle as we both tried to grab each other's
behind at the same time. She said that I really turned her on and she
didn't know if she could control herself.
"So get out of control," I said.
"I don't know." She turned her head away as she said that.
I knew right there that she was a virgin. When I confronted her
with that she said the furthest she ever let a guy go was finger
fucking her and she didn't like it because he hurt her when he did it.
"Don't worry," I said, "I won't hurt you. You can tell me to stop
at any time and I will. I am pretty experienced and I want to give
you nothing but great feelings."
She looked at me and smiled with a new found trust in her eyes.
She kissed me hard and grabbed the waistband of my jeans and tried to
pull them off. I gave her some help and then proceeded to remove her
pants. When she was naked I commented her on her beautiful body. She
just blushed and kissed me again.
"You were telling me about some great feelings?" she said
jokingly.
I began to kiss her face and neck. She closed her eyes and moaned
as my hands gently massaged her breasts. I moved my head downward and
lightly sucked on her nipples. She moaned again. I slid my hand down
to her vagina and ran my fingers between her labia. I felt her
wetness and was happy that she was well lubricated. She was a small
girl and I envisioned some problems in penetrating her with my above
average sized penis.
When I began to massage her clit she let out a moan and gasped out
the words,"Oh god, that feels so good, what are you doing?" I then
realized that the insensitive schmuck that she with that first time
didn't have any sense of how to please her. I moved down even further
and began to lick and kiss her clitoris. She bunched her hands into
fists and clawed at the sheets as she began to build up to an orgasm.
I backed off slightly, to extend her pleasure. When she calmed down a
little I started back in again, this time with the intent of making
her cum. Just as she was about to cum I slipped two fingers into her
vagina and ran them along the top of her canal, right along her
G-spot. Her eyes opened wide, then slammed shut as she let out a
quick gasp and arched her back off of the bed. I felt every muscle in
her body tense as she came. Her head tossed back and forth as her
muscles flexed and unflexed several times.
"My god," she said,"That was fantastic. Where did you learn how to
do that?"
"I had a really good teacher." With that I thought back to my
first love. However, Denise's lips on my neck brought me back to
reality in a hurry.
"I think I will return the favor." she said. Her hands trailed
down my body and massaged my buttocks. She then, which amazed me, had
the strength to flip me over on to my back. She leaned over me and
began to kiss my shoulders. She proceeded down my chest and headed
for my penis. When she arrived at my waist she massaged me with her
hands for a couple a seconds until she mustered up the courage to take
me in her mouth.
It was wonderful. I could easily tell that she was inexperienced
but it didn't matter. She could learn, and she was off to a good
start. After a couple of minutes she looked up at me and said she was
sorry that she wasn't good enough to make me cum.
"Don't worry, it feels absolutely wonderful."
That brought back the smile to her face. I placed my hands on her
head and guided her back up to where I could kiss her. I rolled her
on top of me so I could feel her full weight on me. As we were kissing
again I moved my hands down and began to massage her. I made sure
that she was well lubricated.
"Please Jim," she said, "make love to me."
I slid her down my body so I would be able to penetrate her. I
rubbed my penis between her labia in order to get some of her
lubrication on me so I wouldn't hurt her. I didn't have much chance
do to this because she put her hands underneath my shoulders and
pushed herself down onto me. I entered her smoother than I had
expected to, and as I did she moaned out loud. She was tight but the
feeling was exquisite for the both of us. When I was fully in her she
just remained unmoving for a couple of moments. Then she looked right
into my eyes.
"Oh Jim, you feel so good."
We kissed again. I pushed her shoulders up so she was almost
sitting upright. Her arms were outstretched and on either side of my
head. I began to gently thrust up and down into her. She just leaned
her head back and sighed. I reached up and massaged her breasts until
her nipples were erect. I lifted my head up and sucked on each one in
turn. She moaned again. Now she began to thrust as well and she told
me to stop moving. She pushed backwards on me until she could go no
further and her clitoris was pressed up against my pubic bone. She
then began to shift left and right, about an inch in each direction so
that her clitoris was being stimulated by my public hair. After a
couple of minutes of this she grimaced and dug her nails into my chest
as she came. As her orgasm passed she laid forward on me and let out
a moan and a sigh. I thrust up into her about ten more times, let out
a moan and came. When she felt me cum she opened her eyes, gave me a
squeeze and giggled.
"That was fantastic Jim," she said, "You should have seen your
face, that was some expression you had."
"Yeah, I bet I looked a little weird."
"No, I think you looked beautiful."
"Thanks, so did you." She blushed as I said this. I withdrew ,
still slightly hard. She let out a little moan and kissed me on the
cheek. She rolled off of me and stretched out on the bed. As I gazed
at her body I became hard again. I moved around so that I was on top
of her. She looked up me and gave me a sly grin. She reached down and
grabbed my hard penis.
She looked up at me and gave me a sly grin. "Wanna go at it
again?"
I gave her an answer by sliding into her wet slit to the hilt.
She gave a little yelp as I felt myself hit her cervix. I pulled back
but she grabbed my ass and pulled me back in.
"Don't worry Jim, it didn't hurt."
"Good."
We made slow, passionate love for about an hour. I brought her to
orgasm twice more. When I was about to come again I pulled out and
told her to turn over and get up on her knees. She turned over and
then must of thought that I was going to try to do her ass.
"No Jim, you are too big, you will hurt my ass." She began to
roll back over.
"Don't worry, I am not going to fuck your ass. I am going to
penetrate you from behind. I am not going to hurt you." I pressed
the head of my penis against her slit and then slowly pushed into her.
She moaned as I entered. I like this position because I can make
contact with her G-spot. After a couple of minutes she began to
thrust backward with more force.
"I am cumming again, oh lord, it feels so goooooood" she said half
out of breath.
I sped up my thrusting and felt her vagina tighten as she came.
She let out a long moan and tensed up for what seemed like a full
minute. The extra pressure, combined with her thrusting, brought me to
orgasm in another 30 seconds. As I pulled out I asked her if she
enjoyed it. She said that it felt great, but it was different from the
orgasm she had when she was on top of me. I assumed that she had a
vaginal orgasm.
She looked really tired, and I knew I was, so I suggested that we
go to sleep. I pulled the covers up over us and snuggled down next to
her.
"Good night, Jim."
"Good night, Denise"
We slept like spoons, with my arms wrapped around her. She
snuggled back into my chest and said, as she drifted off, "You know, I
think I could get used to this."
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