Meeting Melanie came at the start of quite an eventful time for me. I was 19, had many sexual encounters from a young age, (of which of course I can’t tell you about on this site), and believe it or not was looking for a stable relationship rather than going with as many partners as possible, of which my peers, whom were later starters than me, were doing.
Now Melanie was not the usual type of girl I aim for, (no I didn’t live by if it was female, fuck it!). She was about the same height as me for a start 5’8” (no I don’t profess to be 6’4” like most guys who write on here), athletic shoulders, heavier built but still feminine and what I would call handsome rather than pretty. She was a blue eyed blonde and although wasn’t short on the bust department, 36C, her boobs actual didn’t look that big on her. I suppose I was attracted to her because she was fairly new in the village, moving from up north somewhere and some of the guys had had a pop at her but she had got the “Frigid” label because she wouldn’t let them touch her, other than kissing. You could say it was because of the challenge that she intrigued me?
To cut a long story short I got off with her and we had a relationship that was no more than kissing for about a month, to be honest I didn’t try anything more than that. I suppose because of my none attempts (don’t ask why I didn’t, I suppose I was just enjoying a none pressurised relationship), Melanie invited to to stay over one week-end. Now this may seem not unusual to most but bear in mind Melanie lived in the same village, only ½ a mile from my house. To explain: Melanie lived with her mother, Ann and her mothers ex brother in law Richard, he had been married to Ann’s sister but had split up and Ann had separated from her husband. They now lived together, with Melanie but there was no physical relationship between Ann and Richard, so I was told and didn’t see anything whilst in there company which would suggest anything different.
I regularly went around and spent time in the evening either in conversation with Melanie, Ann & Richard over tea or we would watch a film on the T.V. Richard didn’t enjoy T.V. so was never in on our telly nights. Usually Melanie and I would sit on “our” settee”, or couch as the Americans call it, whilst Ann would sit in her favourite chair.
There was something about the way Melanie asked if I would stop over that at first I didn’t pick up on, (unusually slow ), that was until one of her girlfriends, on the previous Wednesday night in the pub said something to me with a wicked smile on her face, I didn’t quite catch what she said but I got the gist of her hint. “Melanie is really looking forward to spending the night with you (wink)” she had said. Now I was under the impression that I was merely house sitting with her, as I have said previously I had put Melanie under no pressure at all to make out.
On the Friday evening we said our goodbyes to Ann & Richard, who were going to some festival or other, and made ourselves something to eat. We went to the pub for a couple of drinks and went back to Melanie’s house, switched on the telly and settled down in “Our settee”. Nothing unusual and to be honest I’d forgotten about the hint from Wednesday night until Melanie got up and walked out of the room, with no explanation. I sat there for a few moments (like a lemon) until I heard the shower going upstairs. Still sat like a lemon I continued to watch telly. Melanie entered the room quietly, stood in the doorway and because my eyes were riveted to the film made a “Ahem”. I glanced across at her nonchalantly and then had to adjust myself. There she was stood in the doorway with no more than a very transparent “baby-doll”. No I have previously told you she was no “stunner” but you can rest assured she looked absolutely amazing. Her hair shone, her eyes shone, her lips shone, she just glowed from her head to her bare feet and her “baby-doll” just barely covered her, she obviously wasn’t wearing any panties! “Do you want to watch the film or?” she said to me. I must have seemed like the village idiot because all I could answer back was “Orrrrrrrrrrrr”. I was gob smacked. “Coming upstairs?” she asked. Nature and hormones kicked in big time, I was on my feet and at the door in a shot, I took her in my arms and kissed her passionately. We made our way upstairs hand in hand, rather innocently now thinking back. We went into Melanie’s bedroom, my first time in there! She stood facing me with her back to the bed “I was wondering if you wanted to?” she broke off mid sentence and continued “Well you have made no effort to seduce me or grope me so I thought I’d take the lead, do you want to?” she asked again. I smiled , apparently my smile is quite seductive, and again kissed her. My hands got back into there old habit of having a mind of there own very quickly, I was out of practice and fortunately my body just went into automatic without me! I kissed her neck, her ears and under her chin, whilst my wicked little hands smoothed their way down the small of her back and onto her butt. She did have a rather nice firm and shapely arse I must admit and I enjoyed my groping probably a lot more than she did. One hand then snaked it’s way from her cheeks up past her stomach and latched onto one of her boobs, I was still in auto. I don’t know if it was the surprise at the size of what I thought to be reasonably small boobs but which turned out to be quite a handful or what but my brain engaged and I realised I was in for some “serious lurvin” as we got to call it. I lifted her baby doll over her head, stood back for a moment and appreciated what a vision of beauty stood before me, she was a little uncomfortable at first with me “ogling” her but then appreciated the compliment “Your amazing” I somehow stammered. We kissed again and embraced. She pulled back her head after what seemed like hours and said “I didn’t know if you wanted to or not because you haven’t tried anything on and some of the guys said you were gay”.
ME GAY ! What could I tell her, I was having a break from being a male nympho? I just replied “Some things are worth waiting for”. When I heard myself say that I thought to myself “God that was smarmy”. Never the less Melanie appreciated it and showed her appreciation by taking hold of my now extremely erect cock. It wasn’t the most experienced groping of my cock I’ve ever had and when she told me “It’s the first time I’ve ever held one of these” I realised why. “Are you still a virgin?” I quizzed her, as seductively as anyone can ask that question. “Not for much longer” she replied with a smile.