Starting Fresh - Sex Stories

Starting Fresh

... had the deer in the headlights look. I slid in close to Rick putting up the armrest between us. Rick sat there watching the previews with his hands in his lap, I couldn’t help but wonder if he was trying to conceal a hard on or just didn’t know what to do with his hands. I was hoping he had a hard on. As the lights went down, I told him I would love it if he would put his arm around me. I snuggled in close and asked Rick if he was enjoying our date. “I’m enjoying myself very much but it mostly has to do with having this beautiful girl in my arms,” Rick whispered back. I couldn’t let a statement like that go unrewarded. I put my lips to Ricks and plunged my tongue into his mouth. Rick’s tongue found mine and we made out, losing track of the movie. It was good we were alone in the back row; we kissed for most of the movie. I was getting so horny as we made out, I could feel my pussy juice soaking my panties. Several loud explosions in the movie made me jump. Both Rick and I were startled. We looked at each other and softly laughed. Rick looked down at his crotch where in my startled state I my hand landed. “Oops, sorry,” I said looking Rick in the eye but not moving my hand off his crotch. Rick leaned in close to my ear, “I wasn’t complaining,” he whispered. I kissed Rick again but as I did, I squeezed his dick though his shorts. Rick sighed into my mouth as I squeezed. The movie was about over but my hand did not leave his crotch, squeezing the outline of his cock. As the ...

... credits rolled, I whispered in to Rick’s ear, “Is your mom going to be out late?” “Yeah, did you want to go back to my house? She is usually out late when she is on a date,” Rick said anxiously. We quickly made our way to the car and drove to his house. I couldn’t help but notice that Rick was driving much faster on the way to his house than he did getting to the theater. We were greeted by a dark house. Rick was relieved that his mom wasn’t home. “You want something to drink?” “No, I think I have what I need right here,” I said putting my arms around his neck. Rick and I made out standing in front of couch. Before long, my hand moved to a familiar place, the front of Rick’s shorts rubbing his dick. As I squeezed his crotch, my head began to spin. I wanted to feel his dick, I wanted to see, taste it. Rick gasped as I slid his zipper down and undid the snap on his shorts. When my hand slipped into his pants finding his cock both of us let out a sigh. “Take your shorts off I want to see it.” Rick complied without a word. My eyes were fixed on his hard shaft sticky out a patch of curly fur with two balls hanging down. I was fascinated by it; it was ugly but also cute in a way. But what was I supposed to do with it. I had stroked Tony’s dick and he liked that. Tony had desperately wanted me to kiss his cock and put it in my mouth but I wouldn’t do it. I pushed Rick back on to the couch and kneelt before him. Wrapping my hand around his shaft, I stroked him like I did Tony’s dick. ...