Adventures in Modern Dating - Sex Stories

Adventures in Modern Dating

... stomach and into the waistband of her pants, under her panties, and my fingers drifted through her pubic hair and into a very warm and damp valley.

I was careful to gently massage her lips and folds with my fingers before approaching her clit. She had leaned forward to brace herself with both hands on the dresser as I rolled and pinched her nipples while gently stroking her clit. Her ass was grinding against my cock just right.

"Oh, Paulie -", and she came, trembling in my arms, her head rocked back against my shoulder as I held her upright. As soon as she could stand on her own, she turned around and undid my belt and pants.

"Girlfriend experience, part two," was all she said before kissing me and slowly spreading all the precum I had leaked around the head of my now achingly erect cock. We continued to kiss as she started slowly stroking.

It was awkward, she had obviously never given anybody a handjob before, but I'm here to tell you she was still amazing. I gave her plenty of warning and she wrapped it in a pair of silk panties and finished me off, gasping for air and fighting to stay on my feet.

I was completely surprised to find our little tryst had lasted less than twenty minutes. We spent the next ninety minutes rearranging her furniture to her satisfaction.

By the time I went back downstairs, we were back to our normal, nonhorny state. I hung out with my parents, complaining that she couldn't decide what she wanted where and that I didn't think we ...

... actually moved anything after all. They couldn't have cared less.

She came down, dressed in her usual T-shirt and shorts, and complained that I complained too much and good help was hard to find.

Mom and Dad put up with us for a while and then sent me home with the usual leftovers. April headed upstairs before I was out the door.

She texted me on the way home. "Sorry, didn't want to overdo it."

I put everything away and texted her back. "Good call."

I could still smell her on my fingers and it wasn't long before I was blowing a load into my trusty sock. I slept like a baby after that.

Monday and Tuesday flew by. We texted back and forth frequently, keeping it family oriented. We didn't get any further instructions about our date until just before our scheduled time.

April showed up at exactly seven, letting herself in with what used to be my spare key. She had dressed to go out like we had agreed she should do.

Our instructions arrived simultaneously, a few paragraphs on the usual relationship progression, including the timing of the first kiss, the petting stages, and sex.

At this stage of dating, it was time for a private night in. We ordered a pizza, she opened a bottle of wine I bought for her, and we settled on the couch to watch a couple of movies.

"I told Mom I would probably spend the night with Daniel." She was very nonchalant with that announcement.

"Jesus, April. Now she's really going to want to meet him." I almost choked on my ...