Kathleen’s story is part of the Sexual Awakening collection, which follows our main character, Dee, through his collegiate experience, starting the summer before his second year in community college. If you want more background check out Part 1 and Part 2.
“Alright we need all hands on deck here people,” I said with my best friend Eric, my Dad and my stepmom Amanda assembled before me. “I need to plan a date for Kathleen and I and I have no idea what I’m doing.”
“That’s why he’s called together the date planning committee,” Eric interrupted. “We’re like the Avengers of planning his date.”
“I thought we said we weren’t going to call it that.”
“I lied about that,” Eric said earnestly.
“Fellas can we get on with the proceedings?” My Dad chipped in. Amanda was already rubbing her forehead with exhaustion.
“Well I kind of already did my spiel, so any ideas?”
“How about a movie?” Eric suggested. “It’s fun plus maybe a good place for a little smoochy smoochy.”
“NO,” Amanda said emphatically. “Don’t you want something where you can talk with each other?”
“Oh,” like a romantic dinner my Dad chimed in. “That could be really nice. A little bit of food, nice bottle of wine.”
“Too expensive,” I replied, ignoring the fact I couldn’t even buy a bottle of wine for another year. “Unless you wanted to, you know, contribute…”
“I can contribute twenty bucks. And you can get a job if you want more date night money.”
“So that nixes the dinner idea,” Amanda observed.
“What about a drive-in movie?” Eric suggested. “Definitely a good chance of smooching there.”
“How is that any different from your movie suggestion?” my Dad asked.
“Well, uh, it’s in a car,” Eric replied. “That would be the big difference there.”
“That’s still the same problem of not having enough time to talk,” Amanda explained, showing more patience for Eric’s meandering thoughts and realizations than she (and really most people) typically afforded. “How about ice cream? That wouldn’t cost more than twenty dollars?”
“I like it,” Eric affirmed. “And bring her flowers if you got a little extra dough.”
“I can’t believe I’m saying this, but that is an excellent idea Eric.”
“Thank you, Amanda,” he replied haughtily.
“Hey now we’re cooking,” my Dad said enthusiastically. “What’d you call us again Eric? The date planning committee superheroes or something?”
“That’s the Avengers, Pops,” that’s what Eric always called my father, who was like a third parent to him.
“Right. We’re the Avengers honey,” he said looking at Amanda.
“Maybe we could name ourselves after something a little less nerdy,” I suggested.
“The Avengers happen to be intellectual property that has influenced global culture, Dee,” Eric said aggressively. “Do you think influencing global culture is nerdy?”
“Yes.”
Eric shook his head. “Unbelievable,” he said after a dramatically long pause.
“And I suppose you think making a billion dollars is also nerdy?”
I shook my head. “Unbelievable,” I said after a dramatically long pause.
“The two of you are both equally unbelievable,” Amanda added. “But at least we got a good idea for you in the end Dee.”
“Yeah I think we finished strong. Now dad, about that 20 bucks.”
“Alright, but this is the only time I’m funding your dating life. If you want more money you need to -”
“I know, I know. I’ll find a job.”
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I proposed my ice cream date plan as soon as Kathleen’s “grounding” was over. I layed things out in detail. First, a stop at an ice cream truck that was popular in our town, then a short walk down a little path that led to clearing in the woods nearby that no one seemed to know about. I packed up a picnic blanket so we could sit and enjoy our ice cream in the quiet twilight of the early summer evening among the trees. Kathleen loved the idea and we decided to put it into action two days after I proposed it.
I was surprisingly nervous when the day came. Kathleen and I had “been dating” for a while, but we hadn’t actually gone on a date yet. A mixture of those nerves and excitement spiked when I saw her waiting outside her front door for me to pick her up for a quick walk over to the ice cream truck. She was wearing a short green sundress. It was simple, but in a way that let the deliciousness of Kathleen’s body shine. Her full breasts strained its small straps and her legs teased out beautifully from its hem, which sat at about mid thigh. Kathleen was a remarkably short young woman, barely an inch over five feet, if at all, but she always managed to find clothes that made her legs look long and tantalizing. I couldn’t see how her ass looked in the dress, but I already knew it would seem excruciatingly close to peeking out from it, given the dress’ shortness and the substantial nature of Kathleen’s posterior.
My body ached for her. I could feel a stiffening in my pants and a swelling deep in my balls, just from my first glance. Kathleen smiled warmly at me. I handed her a very small bouquet of flowers.
“Sorry I don’t have more,” I laughed. “Did you know flowers are really expensive?”
Kathleen laughed with me. “They’re perfect,” she said kindly. “You wait here. I’m just going to put these inside.” She turned and walked up the steps to the front door of her house and I got my chance to see what her ass looked like. It was even better than I anticipated. It popped wildly with each step up the stairs and was fractions of an inch from emerging from beneath her small little sundress. I tucked my now erect cock into the waistband of my shorts as Kathleen dropped the flowers inside.
She reemerged and we walked hand-in-hand to the ice cream truck as she updated me on the most recent action from the craft store where she worked. We bought our ice cream and ate it slowly as we walked down the little path, still laughing at the absurdity of the customers that came searching for strange crafting gear. Finally we reached the clearing and sat down on our blanket.
“So much for eating our ice cream here,” Kathleen laughed, polishing off the final bite of her cone as she sat down gracefully.
“I guess that means it was good.”
“Very.” We sat quietly for just a moment. “Hey Dee,” Kathleen said delicately.
“What’s up?”
“Well…you know that thing you did with your tongue the other day?”
“Uhhh yeah.” I couldn’t tell from her tone where she was headed.
“Well, I really liked it. Like A LOT.”
“Oh, I’m glad!” It was news I was very excited to hear.
“Like I’ve been thinking about it quite a bit…and I just want you to do it all the time.”
I chuckled. “I can do that whenever you want.”
“OK then do it now,” there was the slightest question to her statement.
“What like right here? In the open?” I was surprised.
“No one is around,” Kathleen replied, her confidence growing. She kissed my neck teasingly. “No one would see us.”
I’d rarely seen people come down the path we had walked, but not never. It seemed crazy to just go down on her without any sort of cover from public eyes.
“What about hear us?”
Kathleen got a devious look in her eyes. She shifted slightly, so she could pull off a pair of black panties from under her dress. “That won’t be a problem,” she said, before balling them up and stuffing them in her mouth like a gag to stifle any noises that might erupt. Kathleen didn’t give me a moment to think. She pulled up her dress and revealed her glimmering wet pussy. There was no way I was going to turn her down.
My tongue was on her clit immediately. Her body bucked wildly at its contact. There was no slow build or extended foreplay. Kathleen wanted desperately to cum and I wanted desperately to make her. I swirled my tongue around her clit as fast as I could. I heard her moaning loudly into the panties she pressed into her mouth. She came within 30 seconds, her body convulsing madly with me between her legs.
“Do it again Dee. Please”
I returned my tongue to her, licking wildly. Her entire body tightened with intense pleasure as she worked to hold back a passionate scream. I flicked at her clit relentlessly and she came again, this time even more exaggeratedly than the first. Her body was writhing in utter delight as her pussy soaked our blanket. Kathleen opened her eyes from her orgasm and smiled at me. I smiled back.
“Again.”
I ate her to climax again. Her body exploded, her pussy squirting like a geyser as she came once more. It soaked us both, as Kathleen entered a trance of pleasure that seemed to last multiple minutes. Finally she returned to reality.
“Fuck I’ve never done that before.”
“Really?”
“It felt so good. Do it again Dee. Make me squirt again.”
I was amazed she wanted more. It seemed no number of orgasms would satiate her. But I found the whole thing incredibly sexy and I couldn’t see anybody coming down the path. I returned my tongue to her clit and circled it slowly.
“Faster, make cum Dee,” Kathleen begged in a whisper. “Make me cum, please I need it.”
I moved my tongue faster and faster. Kathleen shoved her panties back in her mouth as she moaned loudly.
And then she came.
She came so intensely that I was almost concerned. She bit down on the panties in her mouth to stifle a shout of joy. Her body twitched in every direction, as her pussy squirted like wild. It went on and on and on. I marveled at her. It turned me on like I’d never felt before and suddenly I realized I too was cumming. Without so much as a touch, cum shot out from me. Wave after wave erupted. I just let it. Kathleen kept cumming long after my surprise ejaculation. Eventually, after what felt like ten minutes, she came down off the high. I half expected her to ask for me to do it again, but she finally seemed satisfied.
“Holy shit.”
“Yeah.”
“OK time for me to return the favor.”
“Uhh,” I started awkwardly. “That’s ok.”
“No way -”
“No it’s, uh, it’s just that I already came.”
“You did?”
“Yeah I guess watching you like that it just made me kind of explode.”
“You came from just looking at me?”
“Yeah. I’m sorry. It was just really hot and -”
Kathleen kissed me deeply. “Don’t be sorry. That’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever heard.”