Chelsea sat at the table sipping her drink and quietly watching the activity in the bar. As the music blared and the other girls were up dancing and mingling, she sat alone as usual and kept an eye on her friends. She was too shy to try and mix with the guys in the bar. They never approached her or even seem to notice her, especially when her friends were around. While they were all slim and beautiful she was short, plump and average. She knew that she could not blend in with them even though they always brought her along.
At twenty-two, Chelsea was still a virgin. She had never even made out with anyone yet. The one time she tried to kiss a guy in high school he had turned away and laughed. Her confidence had been destroyed, her self-esteem badly hurt by that one bad encounter. She had almost given up but was tired of being alone and sexually frustrated. Her friends encouraged her to come out and meet some guys. They insisted that she was attractive and guys would be interested. So far none seemed to be.
I noticed her sitting alone again as I wandered through the bar. I was here often and enjoyed the crowds and the atmosphere, the pumping music and the never-ending parade of horny girls. I never understood why she was always alone as she was a very pretty girl as well as a funny and respectful person. I always enjoyed talking to her and decided to see how she was doing. I got two beers at the stand-up and headed through the crowd towards the table.
I saw her eyes following me as I approached and then go wide when I sat down next to her and placed one beer in front of her.
”Hi Chelsea, mind some company?” I asked.
She looked around and then at the beer before looking at me. She pointed to the dance floor and told me the girls were up there if I was looking for them.
”No, I came to talk to you,” I laughed. “How are you doing these days?”
She looked down shyly. She turned her face up towards up me and gave me a slight smile.
”I’m doing okay I guess. What about you?”
”I’m doing well. Working, hanging out, drinking...” I replied as I touched my beer to hers. “Are you still in college and working at the mall?”
”Yes, same as usual,” she sighed. “Same old boring life alone.”
”Alone?” I asked. “Aren’t you seeing anyone these days?”
”These days?” she laughed. “How about no days...”
”What do you mean?” I asked.
”Now you're just being a jerk,” she said quietly as she looked down at her beer.
What?” I asked in surprise. “Why am I jerk, I just wondered if you’re dating someone?”
She sighed and turned towards me. She was about to speak when her friends came to the table. She turned away and took a drink of her beer as they started chatting. I excused myself and went back to the bar for two more beers. I watched as the girls talked to Chelsea and looked at me, obviously quizzing her. I returned to the table and was greeted by Barb, the tall blonde leader of the group. She put her arm around me and leaned in, pushing her big breasts into me.
”It’s good to see you,” she smiled. “Come and dance with us.”
”Maybe later,” I replied. “I’m talking with Chelsea for now.”
I moved over and sat next to Chelsea as I placed the beer in front of her. She looked at me with a smile as the others looked at me in surprise. They shrugged and headed for the dance floor. Barb gave me a cold stare.
”Okay, your loss,” she said as she turned away and followed the others.
“Now, why am I a jerk?” I asked as I turned in my seat to face Chelsea. “I just asked if you were seeing someone.”
”Why didn’t you go with them?” she asked. “I know you and Barb have hooked up before.”
“Because I came over to talk to you, not them,” I answered. “And we are still talking.”
She looked at me and took another drink before speaking.
“I am not going out with anyone,” she sighed. “I have never gone out with anyone.”
”I find that hard to believe,” I said with a laugh. “You must be really picky.”
”What do you mean by that?” she asked in an insulted tone.
”Oh, come on Chelsea,” I replied. “You telling me no guys have ever asked you out? I find that very hard to believe.”
”Why is that hard to believe?” she questioned.
"Because you're attractive and appealing," I replied. "Lots of guys check you out."
"No they don't," she laughed. "Have you ever checked me out?"
I blushed a little at the question. I had checked her out many times.
"Yes."
"Really?" she asked. "Or are you just playing with me a little."
"Really," I replied. "You have a nice ass and hips."
"What?"
"You have a nice ass. It has nice shape and looks firm. The bottoms of your cheeks curve nicely and it sticks out just enough. It looks great in those white jeans you wear."
She laughed and blushed. She took another sip of her beer before turning back to me with a smile.
"So you like my bum?"
"Yes, I do," I laughed. "I really like your hips, too. Nice and curvy, not too wide. I always wondered what it would be like to..."
I stopped and took a drink of my beer.
"To what?" she asked. "Come on, tell me."
"You have a great smile, nice full lips, and pretty brown eyes, too," I added. "Your hair always looks great... the way it hangs over your shoulders. And you have a nice rack."
She blushed again and looked down at her chest. She raised her eyes to mine.
"I think you are very sexually appealing, Chelsea, so do a lot of guys," I said as I waved my hand around gesturing to the bar.
"Really?" she asked suspiciously. "Then why haven't you ever hit on me? You never have a problem hitting on all those other girls, like Barb. I've seen you."
I took another drink before answering. I put my hand on top of hers and looked into her brown eyes.
"I like you... a lot. We're friends. They are party girls, you're more of the girlfriend type."
"So? What does that mean?"
"It means I wouldn't want to lose you as a friend just because I wanted to bang you."
She took my hand and put it on her knee as she looked into my eyes.
"What were you saying about my hips?" she asked with a sexy grin.
"I like them."
She slid my hand higher up her thigh as she spoke. "And..."
"And I wondered what it would be like to grab them as I fucked you from behind," I replied.
She stared into my eyes as she moved my hand between her legs. I gently squeezed and began caressing her inner thigh with my fingers.
"You really thought about fucking me?" she asked.
"Many times," I replied. "But you never seemed interested in me."
A look of surprise crossed her face.
"What?"
"You never seemed interested. You always smile and laugh when we talk, but that's it. You never flirt or anything so..." I replied with a shrug.
She looked embarrassed as she kept her hand pressed on mine.
"I... I don't know how to flirt," she admitted. "I think you're handsome and sexy and... why would you want me instead of them?"
"Why wouldn't I?" I replied.
We sat quietly for a moment. I reached out with my fingers and began rubbing her pussy through her jeans. I saw her swallow and begin to tremble as my fingers massaged her. I focused on the little area where her clit would be and was rewarded. Her head dropped forward and she let out a moan as she orgasmed, her body quivering as my fingers did what she needed.
"Oh god," she sighed as the trembling stopped.
"Chelsea, would you like to come home with me tonight?" I asked.
"Let's go," she replied as she quickly stood up.
I took her by the hand and led her through the crowd. I saw her wave to Barb and the others as we passed by and headed out the door.
"Please don't talk, just drive," she said as we got into the car.
As we entered my apartment Chelsea looked around while I got us each a beer and sat on the couch. She sat next to me and drank half of the beer before looking at me.
"I'm a virgin," she said. "I've never even made out before, so don't expect much, okay?"
"Well, how would you like things to go?" I asked as I moved her hair away from her face and gently stroked her hair.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"How would you like it to be? Gentle, slow and romantic? Or fast and furious?"
"Can it be both?" she said with a laugh.
"Both it is," I answered as I pulled her face towards mine and gently kissed her.
We began kissing slowly, little kisses followed by deeper and longer ones. I stroked her hair and rubbed her thigh as we kissed. I kissed her chin before moving to her neck. She sighed as I gently kissed along her neck, stopping to nibble on her ear. She giggled as I continued my way down her neck towards her collarbone. She tilted her head back and exposed her throat to my roving lips. I moved along her collarbone to the little soft spot at the base of her throat with a few kisses and a gentle flick of my tongue. Her fingers ran through my hair as she held me there for a moment.
I pulled away and stood up, reaching my hand out to her. She took my hand and stood up. I hugged her tight to me, leaning down to reach her mouth and kiss her. Her hands ran over my back and down my ass as I ran my hands along her sides and cupped her large breasts. With a moan, she pushed her breasts into me and pulled me tight.
I broke away and led her by the hand to the bedroom. Once there, I lit two candles on my dresser and pulled the duvet cover back before turning to face her. I took her hands and placed them on my chest, using her fingers to undo the buttons on my shirt. Once finished she ran her hands up my chest to my shoulders. She lifted the shirt off and let it fall to the floor as her hands roved over my chest and stomach.
I took her hands and slid them to my jeans, putting her fingers on the button. She undid the button and slowly unzipped the fly as we both watched her hands the entire time. I lifted my feet behind me, one at a time, and removed my socks. Then I slid my jeans and boxers over my hips and stepped out of them. I watched her eyes go wide as I stood up and my erect cock appeared between us.
She reached out with both hands and gently touched me. My cock twitched and jumped at the contact. She giggled and had a big smile as she wrapped her hands around my thick shaft and began stroking. She looked up at me as I moaned, seeking approval for her motions. I smiled and took her hands away. I leaned forward and kissed her as my fingers began to undo the buttons on her blouse. I lifted it up and over her shoulders, letting it fall away to the floor. I leaned down and kissed the spot below her throat and between her heaving breasts before unclasping her bra. It fell forward and onto the floor, releasing her heavy breasts.
They were big and firm with large puffy nipples. I leaned down and kissed them, taking the nipples in my mouth and sucking them one after the other. Her hands held my head tight to her as I suckled and squeezed the fleshy mounds filling my hands. My hands moved down and undid the button on her jeans. I kissed her as I tugged down the zipper and pulled the jeans down past her curvy hips to the floor. I helped her step out of them and then knelt down in front of her.
I put my hands on her hips and ran them around and over her ass. Her firm flesh was silky smooth and tight. I leaned my face forward and inhaled her musky fragrance as I kissed around and above her pussy. The silky material of her panties was soaking wet as my mouth pushed against her. She moaned quietly as I pushed my tongue against the material. I gently pulled the panties down and helped her step out of them before returning my mouth to the tuft of hair above her wet slit.
I stood up and kissed her as I gently maneuvered her onto the bed. I lay next to her and caressed her body as we kissed. As my hand traveled the little plump folds of her stomach she tried to stop me. I kept feeling and running my hand over her body as we kissed until I moved down and suckled her big nipples. I moved my hand between her legs, feeling her spread them apart as my fingers reached the wet folds of her pussy. My finger ran along her slit and around the big swollen lips as she moaned and pulled my head tight to her chest. My finger slid in between the folds and into her tight opening. I slowly worked my finger inside of her, gently stroking and rotating it as I worked it in and out. I pulled it away and rubbed her clit as she groaned and wiggled. My hand slid back down and I pushed two fingers into her, feeling her hips move up to meet them and start moving with the rhythm.