Cindy's Going Away Gift
I met Cindy the first week of college. She was from a small town close to the school. I was from a large city on the other side of the country. We didn’t have anything in common, but we hit it off immediately and a beautiful friendship was started.
Cindy was a gorgeous girl. She was 5’ 8” and had thick, naturally blond hair. She was slim and well proportioned. I thought she was the most incredible woman I’d ever seen and was smitten instantly. But it was her personality that really drew me in. She could charm you with a simple smile and her laughter caused everyone in the room to laugh along with her. She was the center of attention without being obnoxious or pretentious. I thought I had met the perfect girl.
We had several classes together and our dorms were side by side. It seemed like we were together all the time. But we didn’t date. I wasn’t confident enough to ask and she had plenty of other suiters. I watched as all the “it guys” asked her out and then proceeded to get dumped a few weeks later. She went through boyfriends at an alarming rate.
Throughout our first year in college, I tried to build up the courage to ask her out, but was afraid of the rejection. She was turning into my best friend and that was more important to me.
After a long summer apart, we came back together for our sophomore year. The friendship picked up where we left it and grew deeper as she confided in me about her boyfriend issues. She wanted someone who cared for her, not just her body. She wanted someone who liked her deeply and wasn’t just interested in sex. I wanted to grab her by the shoulders and say, “Look no further,” but couldn’t. Instead, I became the shoulder she cried on. All year, I was there for her. I didn’t hit on her, just helped her through the pain.
As the year wound down, I realized that our friendship was also winding down. She was moving on to a large university in the fall and I was staying at the smaller college. We probably won’t see each other again. I knew I needed to say something.
Some friends of ours had a party the last week of school. It was held at a large house off campus. We were there with dozens of other students. I drank a bit more than I should have and found myself in the basement watching a movie with a bunch of other couples. Cindy came down looking for me and plopped down next to me. I had wrapped a blanket around myself and she curled up under it beside me. As the movie came to the climax, I noticed a couple things. First, the couples had slipped out of the room while the movie was playing. Cindy and I were by ourselves. Second, she had her head on my shoulder and her hand was on my thigh.
I snuggled in a bit closer and felt that hand move. It was on my hardening cock. I looked down and she smiled at me, pushed her head under the blanket and began unzipping my pants. My heart jumped out of my chest! I slid my shorts off as she took my cock into her hands. I was harder than I’ve ever been. When she put it in her mouth, I thought I would shoot my load, but held strong, trying to relax. She was very good. Her tongue played with the head of my member, wrapping around it before sucking it into her mouth. As she pressed it in deeper, her tongue continued to work the shaft. When she pulled herself off, her hand would work the lower part of my hard cock with up and down motions.
I’d had blowjobs before, but this was incredible. Within a few short moments, I was sure I wasn’t going to last long. “Cindy,” I said, “I’m really close.” That only seemed to harden her resolve. She sucked harder and I felt the orgasm building. “Cindy, I’m really not k**ding. I’m going to cum soon.” Again, she ignored me. “Okay,” I thought, “I warned her.” I relaxed and allowed myself to build to full pleasure and released.
The initial load had to have been huge. It felt like I came twice as much as I usually did. Her head stopped moving, but her hands and tongue continued their movement. I felt her swallow as the second and third pumps of cum shot into her mouth. The pleasure was huge and my body shook. She finished me off by sucking the tip of my cock, tracing it with her tongue.
Her head popped out of the blanket and she smiled at me. “I need to use the bathroom,” she said and then jumped off the couch. I sat there drained with my shorts around my ankles. I quickly pulled my shorts up and as I was buttoning them up, she returned.
“Cindy,” I began, but she stopped me with a kiss. It was deep and filled with mystery. “Don’t say anything,” she said. “I know you like me. I know I used that against you for the past two years. I’m not ready for a permanent relationship and that’s how I see things between us. But I also wanted you to know how much I care for you. I hope you do now.” With another quick kiss, she was off. I was left stand there with another hard on.
Cindy was a gorgeous girl. She was 5’ 8” and had thick, naturally blond hair. She was slim and well proportioned. I thought she was the most incredible woman I’d ever seen and was smitten instantly. But it was her personality that really drew me in. She could charm you with a simple smile and her laughter caused everyone in the room to laugh along with her. She was the center of attention without being obnoxious or pretentious. I thought I had met the perfect girl.
We had several classes together and our dorms were side by side. It seemed like we were together all the time. But we didn’t date. I wasn’t confident enough to ask and she had plenty of other suiters. I watched as all the “it guys” asked her out and then proceeded to get dumped a few weeks later. She went through boyfriends at an alarming rate.
Throughout our first year in college, I tried to build up the courage to ask her out, but was afraid of the rejection. She was turning into my best friend and that was more important to me.
After a long summer apart, we came back together for our sophomore year. The friendship picked up where we left it and grew deeper as she confided in me about her boyfriend issues. She wanted someone who cared for her, not just her body. She wanted someone who liked her deeply and wasn’t just interested in sex. I wanted to grab her by the shoulders and say, “Look no further,” but couldn’t. Instead, I became the shoulder she cried on. All year, I was there for her. I didn’t hit on her, just helped her through the pain.
As the year wound down, I realized that our friendship was also winding down. She was moving on to a large university in the fall and I was staying at the smaller college. We probably won’t see each other again. I knew I needed to say something.
Some friends of ours had a party the last week of school. It was held at a large house off campus. We were there with dozens of other students. I drank a bit more than I should have and found myself in the basement watching a movie with a bunch of other couples. Cindy came down looking for me and plopped down next to me. I had wrapped a blanket around myself and she curled up under it beside me. As the movie came to the climax, I noticed a couple things. First, the couples had slipped out of the room while the movie was playing. Cindy and I were by ourselves. Second, she had her head on my shoulder and her hand was on my thigh.
I snuggled in a bit closer and felt that hand move. It was on my hardening cock. I looked down and she smiled at me, pushed her head under the blanket and began unzipping my pants. My heart jumped out of my chest! I slid my shorts off as she took my cock into her hands. I was harder than I’ve ever been. When she put it in her mouth, I thought I would shoot my load, but held strong, trying to relax. She was very good. Her tongue played with the head of my member, wrapping around it before sucking it into her mouth. As she pressed it in deeper, her tongue continued to work the shaft. When she pulled herself off, her hand would work the lower part of my hard cock with up and down motions.
I’d had blowjobs before, but this was incredible. Within a few short moments, I was sure I wasn’t going to last long. “Cindy,” I said, “I’m really close.” That only seemed to harden her resolve. She sucked harder and I felt the orgasm building. “Cindy, I’m really not k**ding. I’m going to cum soon.” Again, she ignored me. “Okay,” I thought, “I warned her.” I relaxed and allowed myself to build to full pleasure and released.
The initial load had to have been huge. It felt like I came twice as much as I usually did. Her head stopped moving, but her hands and tongue continued their movement. I felt her swallow as the second and third pumps of cum shot into her mouth. The pleasure was huge and my body shook. She finished me off by sucking the tip of my cock, tracing it with her tongue.
Her head popped out of the blanket and she smiled at me. “I need to use the bathroom,” she said and then jumped off the couch. I sat there drained with my shorts around my ankles. I quickly pulled my shorts up and as I was buttoning them up, she returned.
“Cindy,” I began, but she stopped me with a kiss. It was deep and filled with mystery. “Don’t say anything,” she said. “I know you like me. I know I used that against you for the past two years. I’m not ready for a permanent relationship and that’s how I see things between us. But I also wanted you to know how much I care for you. I hope you do now.” With another quick kiss, she was off. I was left stand there with another hard on.
9年前
