I wiggled my butt pushing against the person behind me. I turned and intended to rub myself on their dick but instead of a man behind me was an extrem...ly sexy girl. She was a bit taller than me with shoulder length curly red hair. Her tits were bigger than mine but she had the same body otherwise. She had noticed me staring and smiled. She said something but it was lost in the roar of the crowd and music, so I just smiled back at her and that seemed like enough. I began to grind on her again. ? With that he went up the stairs to the ground level and proceed to walk acrossthe well lit parking lot to his vehicle. bootslut began to weave her way afterhim, on her belly-not unlike a worm- getting firm kicks to her tits and assfrom the crowd as she crawled by. Up the stairs she snaked, tits catching splinterson the worn wooden stairs, and licked her way out the front door. Getting acrossthe parking lot to the amusement of the onlookers who happened to be standingby was not an easy task,. I tried to control my lust, worried that she was still too weak. Eventually, we fell into a nice rhythm. Our movements became fluent and synchronized. I had the feeling that I was detached from reality and that only the two of us existed. Her moans became louder with every thrust. I was barely able to breathe. Then it came. She shuddered and cried out as I erupted inside her. I lay beside her, watching her pretty face. She smiled and snuggled closer to me. “I will prepare something to eat,”. I’d had a few semi-serious relationships, punctuated by the occasional, fortunate spontaneous encounter, and that, in summary, rounded out my sexual experience to that point in life. With brown hair and green eyes, I’d been working on transforming my popsicle-stick appendages into lean, muscular arms and legs by working out, and playing a lot of ice-hockey. At 5’11” and 185 pounds, I was anxious to get back to school in the fall to expand my, uh, knowledge.But my return home had also provided.