Wendy looked scared, the colour had drained from her face, and she was shivering. “There’s nothing to be scared of Wendy,” I said, my mouth close to her ear so she could hear me “the storm will pass and then we can get back on the road. There’s no-one out there and just me in here, I promise I don’t bite, not even Americans.”
I was rewarded with a faint smile. “It’s so dark and noisy,” she whispered in my ear, “and I’m cold.” She snuggled up against my body so I could feel her shivering.
I put my arms around Wendy and hugged her to me. “I don’t have a blanket or anything, I’m sorry.”
“Just hold me.” Wendy whispered. So I held her tight. We stayed in that position for a few minutes as the rain poured down harder than ever. Wendy’s shivering slowed and then stopped as we shared our combined warmth. I had never managed to get this close to a girl before and the warmth of her body and the feel of her breasts pressing into my chest made my dick harden, much to my embarrassment, but fortunately she didn’t notice.
“David?” she asked quietly, so I could just hear her.
“Yes?” I whispered back.
“Have you ever er.. done it with a girl?”
My mind reeled. How did she know how horny I was? “I uh… well no.”
“Don’t be embarrassed,” she whispered, “I haven’t done it either. What do you think it would be like?”
How do you answer a question like that? I was eighteen and that was a subject I and my mates had pondered at length. I had heard of people who had done it but any description was “It was great,” or something like that. I had seen plenty of animals having sex and it seemed to be more of a struggle than a pleasure for them. Even with my mates we were guarded about it but none of us had claimed we had done it yet so all the discussions were just guesses.
“It must be nice,” I said lamely, “because so many people want to do it.”
Wendy cuddled me tighter. “I think about it a lot being around soldiers who just talk about it all the time. Sometimes they look at me and the same look can make me feel like a Queen or make me feel like dirt.”
“Wow.” I said, my brain not being able to keep up with the idea and talk intelligently at the same time.
“I have heard some of the girls who work on the base talking,” Wendy continued, as if I had not said anything, “and they say most men only want their own pleasure and won’t look after the girl.”
I was more excited than I had ever been but this was going way too fast for me to understand. How does a man give a woman pleasure? What does Wendy want? Does she just want to talk about this to see how embarrassed I get? What about her father? Oh no, what would the Major do if I touched his daughter. I jumped suddenly and pushed Wendy away.
“What’s the matter?” Wendy asked.
“I… um… I don’t think we should be doing this.” I said nervously.
“It’s my father isn’t it?” Wendy asked, “You’re scared of what the Major will do if he finds out right?”
“Well, yes.” I managed to say.
“Don’t worry about him,” Wendy told me, “he will be in for a long night. Besides the rain is not getting any less so we may as well talk.”
“I um…” I was totally lost. Wendy had me so confused I did not know what to do.
“Hold me again,” said Wendy, “I’m getting cold.” She cuddled right into my side and put her arms around me. I could fell her breasts pushing into my side through the thin cotton dress she was wearing.
“I don’t think this a good…” My sentence remained unfinished as Wendy kissed me. She put her hand behind my head and then put her mouth over mine and put her tongue in my mouth. I was so shocked I almost bit her tongue. Her tongue was moving around in my mouth and it felt weird, but nice.
Wendy pulled her mouth from mine and said, “You have to use your tongue too.” Then kissed me again. This time my mouth was shut and I tried to keep it shut but her tongue pushed and probed until I opened up and let it in. The kiss started as it would with two who had never tried to kiss like this before. We clashed teeth, we bumped noses, we forgot to breathe at times but for a very long time the kiss was not broken because one or the other would not let go.
Finally we broke apart. We stared at each other, panting.
“Wow.” I was still having trouble getting words out and that was the best I could muster.
“That was amazing, David. I felt like I was part of you.” Wendy did not have trouble with words at the time. “I have always wanted to try that,” she continued, “and I was not disappointed.”
The rain was still pounding on the roof of the truck and the night was very cold without the motor running to keep us warm but I was numb to these things. I stared at Wendy wondering what else she had always wanted to try, and also wondering why I was still too shy to make any sort of move. I tried to will my hand to touch her breast through her dress but just could not make it happen.
“Are you OK?” Wendy asked.
“Wow.” I was still lost for words.
“You made my heart beat so fast,” Wendy said and taking my hand placed it on her breast just as I had wanted to, “can you feel it?”
What I felt was a soft spongy part of Wendy in my hand. She was very warm there and her nipple poked through the cotton into the palm of my hand. I sat there frozen in shock, not moving and she said, “Go on squeeze it David.” I slowly squeezed and kneaded the breast through the cotton and Wendy moaned, I found the nipple in my fingers and tweaked it. “Gently.” She told me, so I was more gentle. “Firm on the breast, David,” she whispered, “and gentle on the nipple, it is more sensitive.” I slowly rubbed the breast and nipple while Wendy moaned in pleasure. In the darkness I could just see her eyes were shut and her mouth was open so I leaned over and kissed her again.
The kiss felt like she was franticly trying to suck the life from me, her movements became frenzied and her whole body was pushing against my hand. The fire in my pants was burning furiously, my dick pushing my underpants and pants straight out my full six inches.
We eventually, again broke apart, staring at each other.
“Wow,” said Wendy beating me to my entire vocabulary, “That felt so good.”
“Yes.” I managed a new word.
We sat there in the truck no longer noticing the rain or the cold, each contemplating what we had done. I had just had my first kiss, and managed to touch a girl, the kids I had known at school would never believe it even if I were to tell them.
“David,” said Wendy eventually, “are you OK?”
“I’m overwhelmed.” I told her honestly.
“I want to do it again,” she said, “but this time try kissing my ears and neck as well, that is supposed to be good too.” I wondered how she knew all these things, but not for long as her lips again sought mine.
Another passionate kiss and the thoughts just left my head. I managed after a while to reach for her breast again and this time I rubbed both of them. Wendy broke the kiss to nibble on my earlobe and this new sensation made me remember her last suggestion. I returned the favor and mouthed her ears and the worked down to her throat where I nibbled gently. Wendy lay her head back moaning as I kept nibbling and sucking while still rubbing those very erect nipples and holding those firm, handful sized breasts. I kissed down to the collar of her dress and as I worked my way back again she leaned into me and put her hands behind her back pushing her neck to my mouth and her breasts into my hands.
I hesitated and Wendy moaned “Don’t stop David, please don’t stop.” She wriggled and moaned as I resumed my kissing and sucking. I worked up to her ears and mouth and then back down the neck to her collar, which was looser now.
“Pull it down David.” She moaned holding her arms in front of her now. I pulled at the collar and her dress moved down a couple of inches. I kissed the newly exposed skin and Wendy whispered “Yes, David, more.” So I pulled again and more skin was there to kiss and suck on. Wendy encouraged me further down until I was kissing her cleavage and the tops of those wonderful breasts.
“More David.” She moaned and this time when I pulled the dress it stuck on her arms. “More David.” She insisted and I reached for the dress on her arms and pulled it down. With the arms no longer holding it up the dress fell totally away to her waist, exposing her breasts.
“Oh, sorry.” I said trying to pull it back up again.
“No, silly,” Wendy said stopping my hand, “I want you to kiss them too.”
I realized she had undone her dress when she reached behind her back but was amazed that she was not wearing a slip or anything underneath.
“I feel a bit daring when I dress like this,” she said, reading my mind again, “and my father doesn’t care enough to notice. Now touch me David.”
I touched her very smooth skin and it almost made me fill my underpants, I was so excited. My hands explored her breasts and my mouth joined them. Wendy had to tell me to be gentle again when I sucked her nipple but with a bit of coaching we got it right. After some time she leaned back and shuddered throughout her body.
“Are you all right?” I asked anxiously.
“Never better.” She sighed while I was still absently stroking her. She stopped my hand and leaned forward to kiss me again. “You just got me there just on my chest.” Wendy said in amazement.
“Really?” I asked, baffled.
“Not many girls are that sensitive,” she said “I’m lucky.”
“So am I.” I told her.
“Not yet, but you will be, there’s still more I want to try.”
Wendy reached over and started unbuttoning my shirt.
“I’m not sure we…” I stammered.
“I am, now shhh.” Said Wendy peeling my shirt back and rubbing her breasts on my chest. What a feeling, warm and exciting. I held her tight and thought all my dreams have finally come true. We kissed again and my hands explored her body, touching her arms, touching her shoulders, touching her back, touching her sides. Wendy moaned again then put her hand in my lap. I jumped.
“Wow,” said Wendy, “that feels huge.” She rubbed my dick through my pants bringing me closer to embarrassing myself.
“Easy.” I moaned.
“Sensitive are you?” Wendy asked, teasing.
“Very, at the moment.” I gasped again when Wendy started undoing my flies. “What are you doing?” I asked needlessly.
“I want to see it.” She said, undoing button after button until she was looking at the tent post in my underpants. I was frozen, just watching and wondering what I had done right to deserve this. She slowly pulled my underwear down over my dick until it was there, fully exposed, a fair amount of leakage already coming from the little hole in the end.