First Night First Show

I had only seen her in the library before this. Catching quick glances of each other as we used to do, occasionally squeezing in a smile or two between the brief exposure we had to each other once we realized that the stares were mutual.

For around 2 weeks we used the library as a tryst for our eyes to study each other, until I finally mustered the courage to ask her to have a drink with me. The local watering hole between the library and home is where we decided to have our first real adult rendezvous. I had no idea who this girl was, no idea of what she was majoring in, why she was in the library so often and what her status was. That was the best part, I didn't make it a point to look her up and neither did she. She was just a stranger to me as much as I was to her. All I knew was that she packed quite a package under those tight blue jeans of hers which is what caught my attention in the first place. She wasn't extraordinarily beautiful, no, there were prettier girls in the library but there was something about her that just drew my attention to her. Maybe it was her pony tailed hair, or the mole on her upper lip, or maybe the fact that she didn't have the standard traits a girl would have. No polished nails, no well kept, smooth, waxed hands. Or atleast I thought they weren't waxed only later to find out that she was one of those who didn't sprout hair the way normal people used to, so good for her.

Her outfit usually consisted of a plain regular t shirt and a sweater if it was cold. A couple of times I noticed that she didn't wear a bra because I could see her perky nipples through her shirt, and sometimes noticed the way they bounced when she walked past me. I even caught her looking at me looking at them and maybe intentionally made a deliberate attempt to pass my table more than a couple of times, leaving behind her natural odour which was pleasant and lightly tinged with the essence of some flower I couldn't put my finger on. I liked that in a girl, a girl who dint do things to put herself out there, yet naturally carried themselves well enough to draw attention to them, whether they liked it or not.

It was a Friday and I had just got done with buying groceries for the weekend and the following week. I showered and got dressed wearing a simple LedZepp shirt and my regular deep blue jeans and boots. I made sure I got there 5 minutes earlier just so that I could see her coming and could prep myself accordingly. 10 minutes into the wait and then I felt a tap on my shoulder. And there she was standing behind me, in her unassuming demeanour. She smiled at me, that sweet smile, the smile I looked to induce multiple times but failed, hence throwing me off track even more which is why this meeting took so long to arrange.

"Hey" I said and smiled at her. "Shall we?" I asked, and she pointed in the direction of the door to the Frosty Froth, as we entered. The mood was just setting in for the evening, the best part of it being that they played sub pop music. I loved it and everything that shrouded the era, so it was easier for me to just be me and worry only about the things to say to my date for the evening. "Outshined" she exclaimed while pointing to the ceiling. I couldn't help but smile and said loudly "Soundgarden". Nodding and cringing while bobbing her head, she walked me to a table by the window. We took our seats across each other and looked around, acquainting ourselves with our new surroundings, where we would spend the next 3 hours talking about anything and everything. Her passion for agro sciences, which is what she was majoring in, her Masters in biotech which is where her interests truly lied. There wasn't anything mesmerising about her ambitions and her outlook of life. Nothing that really interested her interested me, except for one thing...Music. That's right. The one thing I'd hoped for her to like, she did. She later told me that it was the same reason she said ok to seeing me here in the first place.

While she spoke, I couldn't help but stare at her lips move. That mole moving aside every time she paused to smile or giggle. That mole I tell you, its all I could keep in my mind for more than 5 seconds, because everything flowed by spiritedly with a brilliant mixture of beer, conversation and occasional touching of our feet when we shuffled them.

"I've got 'Alice in Chain's' best album when Layne Staley was still alive and kicking" I said. I was overwhelmed when her eyes grew twice their size and her eyebrows arched perfectly concentric atop them.

"Can I see?" she asked.

"It'd be my pleasure miss," I said coyly.

We ditched the bill and wore our jackets and started off in the direction of my apartment.

I put my arm through hers and guided her up my stairwell to the 2nd floor, where my cave lay. Cave is what it was, because it was dark, damp and musty with all the cigarette smoking and stale beer. "Pardon the mess" I exclaimed with a slight tone of embarrassment. "Ha ha, I'd have been surprised if it was any different" is what she said, only deepening my infatuation with this new person I found. Pointing at the couch, I walked to the fridge and grabbed 2 premiums, popping them open with my opener and not my teeth, remembering the last incident wherein my friend spat out atleast a quarter tumbler of blood while trying to jimmy it open with his molars. Nothing was worth that.

Handing over her beer, I walked over to my stereo, where in I picked up 'Dirt', the best album from Alice in Chains which I knew was gold. Popped it in, and waited for that lovely grungy riff to kick in before slowly walking in a jig towards my new guest, just staring at me in bewilderment and smiling away like I was a freak whom she totally got.

"I love this album" I yelled over the music as the bass kicked in and that mother fucker started singing in his distressed, drugged voice of his. I sat next to her and took a large swig of my frosty frothy beer right after whacking it against hers. I sang in a high pitched voice while staring right into her eyes. I was having such a good time, I didn't hold myself back and although she didn't know the lyrics she just played along like she'd been listening to it just as long as I'd been. Who was this girl. We didn't even like the same things, not the same opinion on cars, bikes and topics I found were of relevance. We went through the first track without a single word being said. A pause and then the second song started. My system was old and the volume fluctuated usually towards the higher side.

The boom increased and she came closer to me as if to speak into my ear. I, in my shameless, deluded state, took it as a gesture of her coming onto me, and without a moments hesitation tilted my head to meet her approaching lips with mine, briefly letting them brush, before she jerked back and looked at me like with an expression of curiosity. Yet her face didn't change, and the smile she wore didn't fade. Not knowing what to do next, I leaned in and met her lips in a tight lock. Our eyes closed, I pulled her closer to me with my left hand while holding her head with my other. Not being able to reach in to touch her ear, my hand was just fumbling through her hair until I found skin and slowly brushed away the hair. Her lips slowly parted as she breathed out into my mouth, her breath tinged with beer and the cigarettes we shared through the course of the evening. There is no more of an intoxicating smell than that, because it gave off a feeling of being completely loose and having no inhibitions. And that's what this was, clearly because we had just met the same evening. The idea of someone breathing into my mouth while gasping just riled me up even more and got me even hornier.

We parted and rubbed noses as we tilted our heads to meet our lips again, this time making sure to wet them with our tongues before making contact. Her lips were soft and moistened further with mine allowing them to slide frictionlessly over each other, her hands exploring the back of my neck while mine finally got to the bottom of her shirt to feel the soft fabric of her skin. Her warm back slowly arched as I pulled her closer into me, slowly allowing my tongue to rub hers, meeting halfway and sliding them along our lips, lubricating them as they overlapped in rhythmic shifts. That intoxicating smell drove us wild as our embrace tightened and our tongues fought with more vigour.

I Placed my hand under her butt and hoisted her onto my lap while she wrapped her legs around my waist. I could feel the warmth of her torso through her shirt, and I knew then that she was racing to have more of me in whatever way possible. Our inebriated minds playing our cards for us, I pushed my tongue deeper into her mouth, tasting her and registering whatever I could process in this new place I was in. Our spit being layered and relayered as our tongues rolled and made love with each other.

When we withdrew, our lips were glistening as we looked at each other and took a moment to recollect and register what we had just done and what was about to go down next. Her breath had steadily risen and I could feel it against my now cool and moist face, her hair messy and unkempt from all the muddling my hand had done while trying to touch her in every possible way with the position we had been in.

She stripped of my shirt while I undid hers and pulled it off of her torso exposing her fair skinned body. Oh my God her skin was so soft. It flowed as I ran my hands around her waist and onto her stomach, just trying to have every bit of her heaving, sweaty self all over me.

She could feel the tent in my pants tensing as she slowly gyrated herself to and fro, understanding exactly the toll she was taking on me and smiling while she did it, her mole always crossing my sight.

As we continued devouring each other I whispered into her ears, "Can I?" as my index finger slipped under her bra strap. The way she responded next, must've made my balls tingle because I felt a new discomfort in my pants, as my cock pushed harder against the denim, just dying to be set free. She brought my ear close to her mouth and slowly stuck her thick, wet slimy tongue in, depositing a layer of saliva into it and said, "I need you to baby". The new level of heat she took it to, had me pre cumming so much, my undies must've been as wet as hers.

I acknowledged without hesitation and undid her bra, and without removing it slowly moved one hand in front and slid it along the lining to slowly trace her right breast until my thumb reached her nipple which by this time was so hard and perky, they refused to flatten as I kneaded it. Her breathing started increasing immediately and her gasps longer and sharper, lightly yet subtly letting out a soft moan or rather a whimper. I was in state of nirvana and I hadn't even got to the rest of her body yet!

Before I could initiate it, she stood up and undid her jeans and awkwardly pulled them off and tossed them aside. I in turn did the same and tossed them haphazardly across the dimly lit floor.

Nothing mattered now. We just needed each other in our bare and inebriated state because it just felt too good not to. She got back on me as she grinded her hips on me, the only thing separating our sex being the thin fabrics of our inners. Our breathing got heavier as the evening got darker and the speakers continued providing us with lubrication to progress our sensual session. I couldn't stand it any longer. I could feel the heat emitting through her panties. I had to have her. I had to feel her from the inside. I had to have her juices flowing down my cock.

I drew my dick out of my boxers and stroked it a couple of times before she took control of it and rub it across her covered slit. My pre cum creating bridges everytime she broke contact. The fact that she was doing this while her tits rubbed along my body drove me to madness.

"I need you now!" I said to her as she continued her devils play of temptation. I'd like to think that she was trying really hard to tease me because she was practically oozing her juices all over my dick Occasionally she would slide just the head in and let out a moan with her eyes closed staring at the ceiling. Little did I understand she was teasing herself! This came to full view when her body started convoluting and her muscles tightened. She bent forward and violently forced her tongue into my mouth and moaned "Im cumming!!" The very thought of her cumming without me even fully entering her was enough for me to realize that I was going on the brink of a massive orgasm myself.

Our tongues danced as her cum dripped down my cock to my balls. Not wearing protection, I immediately grabbed her bum with both hands and lifted her, breaking the contact between our members as I shot out my hot jizz all over her ass and thigh in thick short bursts, emptying myself slowly until we both opened our eyes and looked at each other. The glance we shared didnt just transmit our new found feelings for each other, but it was that of a carnal craving for us to have more. More of each other in this extremely erotic, electrifying, animalistic frenzy.

We smiled as we kept looking at each other, sweat beads felling down her chin onto my torso. I pulled her in for a kiss, one that rendered our session fruitful with a wanting for more. But this wasn't a raw sloppy kiss. It was a sensual slow kiss, that which 2 people shared when they wanted to reciprocate fondness for one another. This was definitely unforgettable and I couldn't wait until we could have more of it. I was definitely love struck. Fuck my life.