Remembrances: Scents of Cindy - Sex Stories

Remembrances: Scents of Cindy

... With a soft giggle, she added, “I was hoping you would be!” And with that, she took my hand, and deftly slipped it under the top of her corduroy pants, past the lacy top of her panties, and right into the moist warmth of the soft hairs. Seconds later, I discovered the slickness of her excitement, and a quick tour around the neighborhood led me to insert two fingers deep between the lips. She sighed into my mouth, thrusting her mons up against my palm, and away we went for my first thrill ride! Did I make her cum? I never knew, and was way too shy to ask. But she certainly seemed to enjoy my efforts. For my part, I went home hiding my hard penis from all who would see me, as her hand didn’t quite make it as far as mine did. But, once home, I finished what never really got started. Had to, really, if I wanted to fall asleep! While one hand rapidly stroked my cock, the fingers of the other were affixed to my nose, as I inhaled a whole new scent of Cindy. My birthday was soon upon us, and she promised a special gift. In school, I had access to the photographic darkrooms, primarily for their use for certain science experiments I had been working on that required careful control over light and dark. I was entrusted with a key to the darkroom, which I now realized was a gift from heaven for a guy with raging hormones, a drop-dead gorgeous girlfriend, and an unquenchable thirst for private fun. We closeted ourselves in the darkroom so she could give me my gift. She stood before me, ...

... with a skirt that demurely revealed her supple butt. I reached around her hips and brought my hands together, one on each cheek, gently squeezing. Looking up at her, my eyes enquiring what she had in mind. Quietly, swiftly, she sat beside and searched for the hard cock she had only tentatively explored before. Zipper down. Underwear pushed aside. In seconds, her warm, soft hand engulfed me, stroking slowly. Incredulously, I watched as she leaned over and took me in her mouth. Yes, I had read… had heard, but never experienced what she was giving freely to me now. Being my first blowjob, you would imagine I would cum in seconds, a few minutes at best. What young man could resist such excitement, such exquisite pleasure. To her frustration, and to mine as well, it seemed to take forever for me to cum. But, after ages, maybe ten or twenty minutes, who knows, her careful and patient ministrations with her warm, suckling mouth brought me to my climax. And she gulped my semen down greedily. Bells ringing, time to go! But first, a kiss, a soft sweet exchange of oral fluids, tinged with the taste and smell of my cum shared between lovers. As the next several weeks passed, we had little opportunity to be alone. Sure, quick chats in the halls, furtive make-outs in the stairs, but not what we both seemed to crave. Vacation was coming up however, and our time would arrive. We met by the bus stop near my house. Middle of the day, no parents to avoid, no neighbors home to witness. We quietly ...