Sven and Kelly had both dressed warmly, bracing against the cold snap that blew in with some late fall weather in the rural college town of Moscow, Idaho. As they sat for lunch in the casual cafe, they had taken off their winter coats. Underneath her coat, Kelly wore a stylish form-fitting sweater. Her large breasts pulled the form-fitting material taught. That was the first time Sven got a glimpse of how well-defined her figure was. Her large shoulders and bulging upper arms were impressive. Fascinated, Sven gave in to his curiosity. He needed to know more about her. “What do you do for fun?”
“Well, as you might imagine, the winter gets bleak sometimes in the mountains where I grew up. In my senior year of high school, I started going to the gym a lot. I liked it, and you could say I became a bit of a gym rat.”
The easy get-to-know-you conversation continued through lunch as they traded smiles and interesting facts from their lives. Kelly liked Sven’s kind eyes and feathery, slightly curled, light brown hair. His large hands were calloused, causing Kelly to imagine how capable they were. Sven saw beauty in how Kelly’s dark brunette hair gently curled behind her right shoulder and spilled to the front over her left. Well-defined eyebrows warmly accented her dark eyes. Sven was captivated by gazing at her perfectly proportioned face as her playful smile accented her words.
That weekend, Sven took Kelly to the Micro Movie House for their first date. It was two blocks from Kelly’s downtown apartment, so they decided to walk over for the show. The Micro was a small independent theater featuring yet another run of the Rocky Horror Picture Show, complete with cheap popcorn. The Micro itself had an unlikely history. It started out as a small, independent, eclectic place for indie and second-run films when the owners adapted an abandoned church in 1975. It closed in 1998 but, like the vinyl record phenomenon, returned 50 years later when people, once again, started gathering in person to see trendy vintage movies projected from 35 mm film. But this time, expensive designer drinks could be purchased in the basement, as well as fresh cider and cheap popcorn.
After the movie, the couple were walking downtown toward a nearby bar when Kelly said, “You know, my place is only a block away. Want to just come over and have a beer on me? I have Black Butte Porter. I think you like that one, right?”
Feeling chivalrous, Sven replied, “Yes, but I asked you out. I’d feel weird not treating you to a drink and bar snacks.”
“Come on. I’m a modern woman, and I did let you buy the movie tickets, …and drinks, …and popcorn.” Kelly winked and flashed her beaming smile while she pulled on Sven’s hand to help coax him.
His thoughts of the possibilities swayed Sven. His hopes for intimacy rose quickly, so they changed course to Kelly’s upstairs apartment. It was a nicely renovated one-bedroom, one-bath with a kitchenette. Kelly shucked off her coat and hung it on the rack beside the door. Nodding for Sven to do the same, Kelly said, “Have a seat,” and walked over to the fridge. As Sven took the steps to the couch, she looked back his way, “I also have a Latah Lager.” Sven nodded, so she opened a bottle for him and got herself a wine cooler from the fridge.
Kelly handed Sven his drink, then started streaming some dance house music from her phone to the TV on the wall. Sven swallowed his nerves with a gulp of beer and sat at the edge of the couch. He was discretely admiring her ass in her form-fitting, low-cut jeans. Kelly took a sip of her drink and put it on the coffee table, then without pause, she straddled Sven, facing him on the couch. She swooped in and delivered an insistent kiss, playfully biting his lower lip. Kelly looked Sven in the eye and spoke softly, “I have been wanting to do that all evening.”
Sven was definitely surprised. He could only say, “Wow, thanks. I almost dropped my beer.” He gripped her close with his strong left arm to steady her as he carefully put his beer on the floor where it wouldn’t spill. He did not want her to get up. He then gently cradled her head with his right hand and moved in for a tender kiss of his own. The shared kisses that followed were a give and take, back and forth, becoming increasingly passionate. In no time, they were pulling off clothes and kicking off shoes. This was interspersed with more kissing, squeezing, and groping. Sven felt himself becoming intimidated as his hands discovered the extent of Kelly’s muscular torso. In the room’s flickering light, Sven could only feel firm flesh beneath his hands and see well-defined abs undulating with Kelly’s passionate intent. But his intimidation was quickly washed aside by lust as Sven moved to grope and kiss Kelly’s full breasts.
Kelly threw her head back and moaned with desire, her hair flowing behind her. Sven still held Kelly from behind with his left hand as she arched her back, brazenly thrusting her chest forward so Sven could admire the smallish red nipples that peaked on Kelly’s amazing breasts. Her abs flexed with unconcealed power as she next sat up and stood. She pulled Sven to his feet also. They unceremoniously pulled off their pants and underwear.
Sven was eager. His erection stood strong as he reached out for Kelly. “God you’re sexy.”
Kelly stilled Sven with an up-raised hand. She took her turn to admire Sven’s body. Rather than going to the gym, Sven was fit from hard labor. He had wrangled fence posts and rolls of wire on his dad’s ranch. He had carried steel and other construction materials on his other jobs. Automation was still taking over lots of jobs, but many smaller operations still relied on human brute-force labor. Sven stood before Kelly as she traced scars formed by barbed wire raking and tearing his forearms. She held both of his rugged hands and looked deep into Sven’s blue eyes with longing. “You really are quite a gorgeous man.”
Sven self-consciously looked away. He was a late bloomer, just now coming into his own, and wasn’t used to getting compliments from desirable women. This broke Kelly’s eye gaze, and she looked again with admiration over Sven’s lean, muscled body. Her gaze stopped, this time on Sven’s cock. It stood up straight, long, and thick before him.
Kelly’s sexual hunger surged within her. She authoritatively pushed Sven back to the couch and straddled him again. With the same insistent attitude, she grasped Sven’s hard shaft and, without hesitation, impaled herself onto his large erection. Not that Sven would have resisted, but he found himself again unsure how to handle her aggressive actions. He decided to go with it and help her with her desires. He steadied her as she again shook her hair over her shoulders. He admired her large breasts as they shuddered with unharnessed freedom. Amazingly, Kelly had an orgasm just by rocking herself for several minutes on Sven’s only half-inserted shaft.
Sven was in awe. He’d been without sex for quite a while, and when he had, it had never been like this. The movement of Kelly’s natural breasts had Sven mesmerized. He squeezed them together with his big hands. They were easily the largest he had ever personally played with. Her waist was so small compared to the rest of her body. And Kelly smelled so damn good! He slid his hands down and held the flair of her hips as she increased her pace. Sven looked up from her sexy body to her pretty face. Kelly had her eyes closed in concentration. She worked Sven’s cock in deeper as she rapidly rocked herself, with a long “Ooooh,” to another orgasm. Then she pulled Sven close. Her chest pressed into his while she panted breathlessly in his ear.
It took a few luxurious minutes for Kelly to come down from her post-orgasmic high. Sven was more than happy to be enveloped by her lightly tremoring body and still be impaled into her hot pussy. Finally, Kelly extracted herself and stood, grabbing her wine cooler. She swayed her hips in a seductive dance. She knew she was looking good and had Sven’s full attention. She beckoned Sven with her finger, saying only, “Come.” She headed for the bedroom. Kelly flipped a switch for some dim lights and jerked the top sheet and bedspread down. She turned to watch Sven come in behind her with his big erection leading the way. Kelly oohed, “I thought when I first saw you that you might have a big one. Come fuck me with that thing.” Kelly put her drink on the nightstand, then lay on her back in the middle of the bed with her right knee bent coyly over her left leg.