I met Denise during my first year of college at the Homecoming dance. She is a junior who is on the swim team and editor of the school paper.
She wore a gray plaid skirt, white long sleeve shirt with a burgundy bow. At five feet four inches tall with shoulder length blond hair, she looked stunning.
I walked over, introduced myself and asked her if she would like to dance. Taking my hand, she led me onto the dance floor as the music switched to a slow number. Pressing herself tightly against me, she whispered that she had hoped I would come over.
Denise told me she had wanted to talk to me since the first day of biology class. I asked why she had not as we danced.
"I am a very shy person; it takes me a while to get up the courage to talk to someone."
When the music ended, we went and sat at a table. While talking, she asked if I would be interested in working on the school paper. I told her I was and she told me to meet her tomorrow at the paper's office. The music once again changed to a slow number. Denise took my hand, leading me to the crowded dance floor.
As we danced, she again pressed herself against me. Taking me off guard, her lips met mine as she kissed me. I kissed her back very passionately. Whispering into my kiss, she asked me where my hand was.
Whispering back, "Denise, it's pulling up your skirt and now tracing the edge of your thong."
Denise placed her hand on the back of my head as she kissed me. "Let's go somewhere more private."
A few minutes later, we find ourselves in the back of the conservatory building. The full moon adds to the moment as we resume where we left off. Denise looks down as my hand moves up her leg, along the edge of her thong. She moves her leg out to allow access, and then looks back up at me kissing my mouth hard.
I kiss her back, looking into her eyes. My fingers move along over the thong and along her slit, slipping past her swollen lips with every pass. Her hips move toward my hand as I deepen our kiss, sliding my tongue against hers.
As our tongues entwine, my finger pushes the thong into Denise's wet pussy. Then breaking the fabric of the thong I thrust deeper into her wetness as we kiss even harder. Suddenly she stiffens as the orgasm coarses through her body.
I pull my hand away, and then shove it down underneath the fabric of her thong. My fingers tease her clit as my other hand unbuttons her shirt. Her 34D - cup breasts, exposed to the cool air as my fingers gently pinch her clit. Softly moaning, we kiss as my hand moves from her clit only to meet hers. Barely touching her skin, my hands move around and up her sides pulling her in closer to me.
Denise unzips my trousers, releases my cock and in one thrust, I am deep in her warm pussy. She wraps her legs around my waist as I move my cock in and out. It is not long before her body shudders in another orgasm.
Before cuming, I pull out as she drops to her knees. Denise grabs my cock and sucks hard.