My Own Goddess Diana - Sex Stories

My Own Goddess Diana

... stared! She was wearing a tank-top, but it was quite obvious she had no bra on beneath it... Her breasts are the most perfect examples of the female shape. They were not large... indeed, they might be considered a bit small for someone who carried the extra few pounds that she had around her hips and middle. But OH! They were beautiful. Diana's nipples were not large, but I could see them poking against the fabric of her shirt. She came around to the front of the sofa and sat on the edge. She was bare foot and wearing a very skimpy pair of old Levi cutoff jeans. They were tattered, frayed, and the swell of her hips and waist was an obvious strain on them. To say they were tight was an incredible overstatement! "Uhm… Rob...do you mind if I ask you a personal question?" she asked. Diana looked into my eyes. If I had been a spy I would have revealed every national secret I knew without hesitation. Anything to be able to make those eyes sparkle the way they were now! "S...sure," I stammered. "Are you really a virgin?" Diana looked into my eyes and smiled as I was too dumbstruck to reply. Instead, I gulped again and nodded. "Why," she asked, "surely there are girls who would find you attractive." I nodded again... and then blurted my confession, "There aren't any that I want the way I want you... YOU are the girl I dream of that way!" I couldn't believe I had said it out loud! Instead of being shocked she smiled and reached out to take my hand. "Sweet Rob,” she said, “thank you ...

... for being so sweet. Have you ever kissed a girl? Have you ever done anything like that?" I sighed. "No... I haven't ever dated because I think of YOU all the time. I live for the times you come to visit, and I die a little inside when you go. When you are away, I have no interest in other girls. I spend my time on school work, and sports." "Did you know that we are alone now for a few hours?" Diana smiled at me, "Would you be willing to let me help you cure your virginity?" My pulse rate shot up! My ears were deceiving me, surely! I blurted, "Anything for you Diana!" She smiled at my enthusiasm. "Let's start with a kiss." She slid closer to me on the couch and leaned forward to kiss me. I leaned forward to kiss her, and in my clumsiness our lips met and I bounced off!... I was mortified! Diana giggled. "Let's try that again." She said. Diana looked into my eyes and as I leaned in her hand slid to my neck and pulled me closer. Her lips were the softest I have ever kissed. The taste of her lip gloss is a memory that will never fade. She kissed me and then her lips parted slightly. My own lips parted and her tongue licked my lower lip. I responded with my own tongue probing forward and they met and began a dance of sensual delight. The kiss must have only lasted a few moments, but for me it was an infinity of magical proportion! Kissing the girl about whom I had fantasized for the last two years was more amazing than I had ever dreamed it would be. At last, she pulled back and ...