Her Hidden Side

This was during my summer internship in the city a long time ago. I was living with some friends and we were having quite the summer in our little party house. It was a hot, humid, and free time. One of our roommates was quite socially awkward, but his family owned a brewery and so we kept him around because the local distributor provided us beer in hopes of staying in his family's good graces.

Another roommate was well connected, social, and had his way with women. He brought most of the talent around our house which was self-fulfilling since more girls meant more guys and since the total number of people increased, it created a little desire for other people to come. Interns in the city during the summer we mostly college students looking for wild times, not so much academic rigor or career experience. That was the crowd that the drew.

Our last roommate was quite out going as well. He brought a different demographic of grad students and older girls since he was dating a very good looking girl who had a big network of other good looking girls. This was perfect because we would throw parties that had lots of girls and lots of beer. We became known as the party house but also attracted people walking by the neighborhood. Our reputation snowballed and wrapped me in it and did exactly as I was hoping for.

As people were going to or from nearby bars, they'd stop by our house. They'd start hanging at our place before going our, or even stop there to wait for rides back to their house. It was centrally located, had a reputation, and allowed me to meet a lot of pretty girls. I was hoping, by the law of large numbers, that I'd get lucky one of these times. I think I hid it well, but I was a virgin. Eager and nervous to get my first taste of sex, but afraid to admit that I was inexperienced. I just hoped that someone would see me as worthy of sex just by proxy of the house and who most of my friends were.

I was pretty shy all summer, but right at the peak, around the 4th of July, I couldn't help but feel a lack of confidence. I made a decision to turn things around and be the opposite of who I was for the beginning of the summer. I took it out on this one very beautiful girl who I've noticed throughout the summer, Nancy. She's was thick, athletic looking, tall, blonde and very well proportioned. I've seen her in several outfits throughout the summer and each time she was one of the finer girls in the lineup. This night, beer and being on my home turf, had me feeling like I could finally go talk to her.

We usually exchanged pleasantries and then I just talked to other girls so this was a departure from our normal interaction. I kept making eye contact and holding it long enough for her to take notice. Nancy would smile out of courtesy so I waited until she was segmented away from the other girls and out side of their circle of conversation so I would have the highest percentage of getting her to engage meaningfully.

As I walked up, I noticed her casual look. She was wearing jean shorts and a tank top which showed off her big boobs and round, protruding butt. It wasn't the normal dress or skirt that she usually had on.

"I like the girl next door look. It's cute on you." I said with a smirk trying to build confidence, but also make a remark about her appearance to establish some presence.

This change in my demeanor caught her attention because her normal smile out of politeness was replaced with one of shock and genuineness. We made small talk for a little bit. She expressed that she wasn't sure about being here, but since her friends were friends with my friends that it was inevitable.

"I feeling lucky to be included in the house so I have this chance to meet you." I replied pushing the tempo of the conversation. She sort of sarcastically rolled her eyes and then changed the topic.

Nancy was from the south, had a huge rack, tiny waist, and huge butt. She looked like a character or figurine imagined up when an artist was thinking about drawing a female. Her dirty blonde curls were down to her mid back which brought attention to the open back. Her straps struggling to hold her boobs and her butt cheeks were so adorable as they dipped out from under her shorts right at the crease where they met her thighs.

"You dressed down is still way better than all these other girls dressed up. Didn't realize you were hiding all this under your normal dresses." I said trying to ramp it up even more. But she just tilted her head like I was being insincere.

"I wasn't planning on coming out tonight and it's just way too hot to get all done up at the last minute. My friends are interested in some guys that invited us late today and I tagged along for moral support." She said casually.

"You looking for anything specific?" I asked trying to understand where I could insert myself.

"No, not into drugs or anything like that. Just had a long week and could use a drink. Nothing in particular." She said while breaking eye contact since I was pouring it on a little strong and being a little intense.

"Oh, no. I meant if you were looking for conversation or space." I threw out there trying to gauge the level of interaction with me that she was comfortable with.

"Just going with the flow." She said as she rejoined her group of friends. I thought that was the end of it, but we kept interacting throughout the night. As she was leaving with her group, I asked for her number, which she didn't to give me. I assume it's because I asked her in front of her friends. Well lesson learned. I didn't feel too bad since I knew we'd eventually see each other again whether it was tonight or another.

Later in the evening I learned another lesson: women are jealous creatures. My summer internship wasn't just corporate lessons, it was social too. I noticed Nancy at the bar dance floor and figured I could either go dance with her or find someone else. I started dancing with a female friend who I knew pretty well. This put me in a great spot because I could act nonchalant with both of them. Nancy wouldn't get a ton of my effort and might get jealous while my friend would just think I'm not trying to get romantic or sexual and think I was not just playing it cool, but I was actually cool.

I would scan the crowd to see if I could spot Nancy. I noticed her looking at me while pretending to look for her friends. Eventually with some luck, we ended up at the bar around the same time. All of us were sweaty, so I offered to buy her a drink. I interrupted her conversation with another guy, and surprisingly she took the drink. We talked for quite a bit and I became encouraged by the environment and booze. I bumped into her as we talked, made her laugh, and would lean in close to hear her better.

"I don't want to keep you from dancing with all your girls." She said sort of as a jab.

"Oh, she's cute, but I'd rather be dancing with you." I said trying to build on the jealousy and make an opening of us. I decided to just go for it and took her hand to lead her to the dance floor. Almost immediately her demeanor changed as she was trying to be more fun than my previous dance partner.

I was a little frustrated that all my friends were getting laid. I had access to all these beautiful girls were prancing around our house, but I wasn't getting any traction. So I let my frustrations all combine and explode. I kept bringing drinks, touching her, and even started to grab her hips. She wasn't resisting so I kept manipulating her body with my hands. This soon turned into us randomly in a dark corner where I felt really comfortable about pushing the limits.

My hands were on her hips when I pushed them in an circular motion to spin her around. I whispered in her ear that I've been trying to see her ass all night. She didn't move away and even smiled. I got bolder and pulled her hips towards me so her ass would bump into my hips. She didn't pull away, in fact, she pushed back against me harder and started to grind. This was my moment! I never had a girl at school dances grind against me and sort of missed my shot in college parties, so this was the first time a woman's ass was pressed up against my crotch.

I wasn't sure what to do, so I just grabbed her hips harder. It must have turned her on, me being so firm, that it encouraged me to keep pushing the limits. I ran my hands along her hips and waist, up her arms and neck. She leaned her head back into my chest and her hair was all bunched in my face. In that moment I thought I could die. She smelled like sweat and shampoo. After a while of her arching her back to press her ass into me, I got the courage to feel her boobs. She kept pulling my hands down and told me not in public. Eventually I got tired to her pulling my hands away so I took her by the hand and led her to the bathroom.

In the bathroom, we powdered our noses kept bumping into each other since it was tight - clearly designed for a single person. It was exhilarating feeling her boobs brush up against my arms and chest. She made the first move by leaning in to kiss me. We made out for a little bit when I decided to reach down her jean shorts. I felt a warm piece of fabric which I assume were her panties. I rubbed some cirlces like I've seen in porn and when I couldn't hold back any more, my curiosity made me pull my hand up slightly and push it back down, this time inside of her panties. She pulled my hand out a few times, but not after I felt warm, wetness that I slipped my fingers between.

I remember people knocking at the door that ruined our fun, but as we walked back to the dance floor I kept smelling my fingers. It was intoxicating, musky, and distinct. I was a strong scent that ended up on my hands for days after our encounter, even after washing, like she stained me with her pussy juice. On the dance floor, we kept dancing and made our way to the dark wall again where we blended in with plants and eventually found a column. I pressed her up against it and there was no hiding it any more, I was rock hard.

It was nervous grinding on her being that hard, but I figured she would say something if she didn't like it. After a few songs, I went for it again. I slipped my hand down her pants and this time I went right for the pussy. My fingers parted her lips and I pressed in pretty quickly. This time she didn't fight me. Nancy just grabbed my forearm to brace herself. I was surprised at how wet she was and it seemed like she was only getting wetter and wetter.

The music was too loud to tell what she was saying, but I could see her lips moving. I've seen my buddies take girls out of the dance floor before so I decided to try it. I just bit her ear and kissed her neck then told her that I wanted her to follow me. She didn't want to go back to my place because she didn't want her friends to see me with her after hours, thinking they would know she was hooking up with me. So I did the next best thing, I brought her outside to the patio to smoke. I found an opening in the fence and slid through it, holding it open for her too. We made our way back to the main street, but stopped to take breaks fondling each other in the alley way.

At one point she was squatted down sucking my cock and another point she was bent over at the hips with her hands on a brick wall sticking her ass out with her legs spread so I could finger her. I remember her sweating and moaning. By the time we got back to our house, we were both pretty horny and we didn't care what was going on around us, we just desperately needed to get off.

We did pause for a second and got our logical brains working for a split second to think about who might see us walking inside together. I wasn't sure why this mattered. I actually wanted people to see us together since it was the first time I was hooking up with someone and I kind of wanted to social capital of bringing a girl back. But she convinced me to walk in first to make sure people wouldn't see us. I looked through our front window and saw a bunch of people still there playing beer pong so I told her to go to my window.

I walked in, seemingly casual, but I must have been sweating, red faced, and looking really eager since a friend of a friend gave me a knowing smirk. I opened my window and told her to lift herself up or jump so I could hoist her in. At this moment, I felt so powerful, like she was ready and willing to jump in a window to hook up with me - she must have wanted me bad enough to give up some of her dignity to do so. Once inside we smiled and laughed and kissed. Things seemed to speed up a bit since we've been restraining ourselves for ripping each others' clothes off in public.

The music from the party was still loud so it drowned out our noises, but the speaker was far enough away for us to hear each other. I went in so hard for a kiss since I was so eager that our teeth classed. It felt so passionate. For the first time, I could hear her reactions to my touch. Her little gasp and whimpers were far sexier than any loud moaning from the porn I watched. She was smiling with an amused but embarrassed look on her face as I took my clothes off. I could tell something was off, but I didn't want to stop and talk about it.

As I pulled at her clothes she laughed at how I struggled to take off women's clothing. I was particularly inept at un-hooking her bra so she eventually just told me to stop and slid out of it herself. It was at this moment, in the dim light of my lamp I noticed how nice her boobs were. Nancy was standing on my bed twirling around showing off her body and I felt like she only liked me because I was so eager and in admiration of her. I didn't care. I truly was complimenting her and giving her the attention she wanted half genuinely and half because I knew she wanted the attention.

After a few minutes of us fondling each other, I couldn't hide my dick anymore, it was poking in all directions. I tried to push it out of the way, up, down, over to the side, but it just kept poking out and finally I went with it and let her feel it pressing against her body. Almost like she read my body language, she told me: "it's okay, we're already this far, you should let it keep poking into me."

With this permission, I just let my hands explore her body instead of trying to kiss her while sticking my hips backwards and using one hand to push my dick out of her way so it wouldn't touch her. Looking back, I realize how silly this was, but I was just nervous and didn't want to be annoying her with how turned on I was. Her saying that was the biggest encouragement and actually put me at ease so I could enjoy kissing her. I started to bit her lower lip and pull it towards me. Swirled my tongue on hers. It was a sloppy make out session.

I was really aggressive up until this point because I wanted to round some bases with a hot girl this summer and didn't know if I'd get another chance so I pushed the tempo on the dance floor. Figuring she'd push me away and at least I could go home and jerk to the dance floor moment. Her dried pussy juices on my fingers would be enough stimuli on my dicks shaft to make me enjoy the rest of the summer. But now, I was slowing down. I was nervous. I fumbled the bra, I've never been this far before, I kept pushing my dick out of her way and she even had to tell me it's okay - I was losing my confidence.

I think she could tell because she took over. She reached down with her hand while kissing me and pulled my dick out the bottom of my boxers. I've never had a woman's hand on my dick before so I almost came right then and there. I just hovered there for a moment pulling my hips back and clinching my muscles not knowing how to respond. She must have quite a bit of experience because she grabbed behind my neck firmly while softly stroking my dick. She whispered in my ear: "I like how hard you are. Your big fat cock feels so good in my hands. That's it, are you going to cum for me?"

I had to push her away and take a step back. She just smiled and closed the distance. I felt her kiss my ears, bite the lobes, and then swirl her tongue in my ear. This was all sensual, sexy, new to me, and stimulating, and it overwhelmed me. I again pushed again, but this time she was the aggressor coming towards me. I tripped over my bed and fell backwards landing with my dick fully sticking up and pushing my boxers up over the shaft so there was no where to hide. It was fully erect in the middle of the bed.

Again, Nancy smiled, and put her knees on the bed climbing up, crawling towards me. She straightened her back, proudly displaying her massive tits. They were hanging down from the heavy weight, but was busty and full. She looked even more sexy when she lifted her hands to tie her hair up in a bun. She straddled my legs and used her boobs to press my dick in between and create a little friction to reverse titty fuck me.

I didn't know what to do so I just leaned my head back and enjoyed the sensation. I was mostly trying not to look so I wouldn't be overstimulated and taking deep breathes to get ahold of myself. I was trying so hard to not cum immediately because I wanted to enjoy this and give her some pleasure too. As my mind raced, I tried to balance my focus on not cumming with enjoying the moment.

It's like she read my mind. She stopped rubbing her boobs up and down my shaft and started jerking me off with her hands. The sudden and abrupt change I felt made me open my eyes and look down the bed at her. It was warm and wet around my dick all of the sudden. She was licking her lips and dripping drool from her mouth onto my dick.

I hunkered down again, trying as hard as i could possibly try not to cum. Then I heard a sound that I'll never forget. The "tuh" sound of her spitting on my dick and rubbing it with her hands as lube was so dirty, filthy, wild, mind blowingly hot. As she tightened her grip on my dick I could see her wet fingers wrapped around my shaft, creating friction with my tip with every stroke. She was smiling knowing how crazy she was driving me.

She paused which surprised me. She just looked at me while she rubbed her tits and reacted to her pinching her own nipples. Her fingers went down and started to rub her pussy. I couldn't tell if the wet spot her her panties was from herself or from her spit on her fingers. Either way I was frozen, mesmerized, lost.

She ran her finger nails along my thighs and up my hips, over my stomach and chest, then onto my throat and neck area. She gripped the hair on the back of my head and clasped a hand around my throat, tightening her squeeze as she let her legs push my legs apart. I could feel her hips grinding against mine just like I was doing to her on the dance floor. The heat from her panties was directly on my dick now. She was moving and gyrating in a way that was slightly uncomfortable on the tip of my dick.

In hindsight, I think Nancy wanted to do that, causing a little pressure on my dick. The lacy fabric of her panties rubbing against my sensitive skin was too much for me to resist. I had to move myself to avoid cumming. This is exactly what she wanted. She would move in the opposite direction that I did, toying with me. It was a game of cat and mouse. I lost.

My tip eventually got wedged between the elastic of her panties and pussy. She knew she had won and slid it further down my dick. I couldn't breathe since her grip around my neck was just as tight, if not, tighter, than the grip that her panties had pulling my dick into her pussy.

I thought it'd be such a bad way to die like this. My roommates would find me passed out from suffocation naked in my bed, but I would die such a happy man. That's when I felt her grip around my neck release and her hand grabbed my shaft. She used my shaft to guide her panties out of the way and placed my tip directly at her pussy's slit.

The sudden rush of air into my lungs allowed me to briefly think for the first time since the night began. There was no way I was thinking straight at all, but at least it felt like clarity compared to the hazy ecstasy I was just in. I tried to move my hips upwards to press my dick into her, but she smiled and lifted her hips away.

Just the momentary brush of her pussy lips on my tip was enough to make me instantly crave more. She was teasing me. She was in control. Feeling helpless, I just relaxed my muscles for the first time that night.

Nancy must have felt my shift in demeanor because she took advantage of it, pressing her weight down into me even more, pinning me deeper in to the mattress top foam cover I had. Her hands pushing down on my chest as if she was giving me much needed CPR. Her nails dug into my skin. eventually her hands made their way out to my wrist. I was essentially mounted and helpless. She kissed me and I could feel her sliding her body up to my stomach and coming to a rest on my chest after leaving a trail of her grool on my skin.

She was sitting on my chest and again, I couldn't breathe. As she shifted her weight and rubbed her lacy crotch against my bare chest she used her hands to brace herself on my head board. Her boobs dangling above my face, I was desperate for her to touch my dick again and desperate for her boobs to touch my face. I just arched my chin trying to rub my face against her tits, but she kept herself just far enough away.

This moment of tension heightened everything for me. It wasn't just a quick orgasm she was after, she wanted to play with me which made everything even sexier. For the first time I could feel how thick her ass was. She was letting her ass cheeks squish around on me and I couldn't help but reach up and grab them, squeeze them, I was feeling so audacious that I even slapped them.

As she was squirming around on my chest she would lift up ever so slightly allowing me to catch my breathe. As I breathed in would get a whiff of her scent which again was potent and drove me over the top. The musky, sweaty, smell of a woman's pussy literally turned me from an intern into a full grown man in that instant. I just couldn't help myself but buck my torso, sending her body right towards my face.

I let Nancy slide and land directly on my mouth. At first I gently tugged her panties hoping to expose more of her pussy. After not getting the access I wanted I used more force, firmly yanking her panties to the side, hoping to rip them off.

Nancy's full weight was directly on me as she sloppily splashed down. I just inhaled her and licked, sucked, writhed against her thighs, wiggled, everything I possibly could unleash as I drowned in between her legs. Every now and then I paused to take a break from the friction of her panties which kept creeping back and getting in the way.

I felt her rhythmic motion grinding against my face. She was using me as a like a pillow or bed post of friction to get off. As her speed picked up, I noticed her get louder. I laid there hoping she was enjoying it, not seeing what was happening, since I was pinned down.

I didn't realize what was happening or what to expect next, it just sort of happened. I felt a gush, as Nancy dripped her nectar on me and heard her breathing uncontroallably. Taking sharp, short gasp of air followed by trying to exhale long and fully to catch her breath. Her thighs were shaking and her torso quivering.

I let her calm down and watched her throw her hair back and continue to gyrate while rubbing her clit with her fingertips. She was grabbing her boobs with her other hand and slowly settled down.

I couldn't hold back any longer. I needed to feel her on my dick. I rolled her over onto her back and positioned myself between her legs. I kept licking and sucking. I knew something was different about her since my face was literally soaked and dripping on to her. She was soft and docile almost. It seemed like she went from tense to relaxed back to tense and then back to relaxed.

Taking advantage of the moment I yanked her panties down so I could explore further and I didn't want to be bothered by the lacy friction any more. I felt like she would let me do anything to her in this moment and it was such a wildly intoxicating feeling to have that free license.

Seeing Nancy's panties dangling in the middle of her legs with the elastic cutting into her thighs seemed surreal. She was bare, exposed, giving me access spreading her legs. I felt encouraged when she didn't resist me like earlier on the dance floor. Instead, it was the opposite. She spread wider and arched her back to provide me easier access. Nanc was giving in, not just allowing, but inviting my touch. Knowing she desperately wanted more of me was fun.

Nancy's panties were soaked. it felt like a beach towel being wrung when I pulled them all the way off. At the risk of looking inexperienced, I sniffed them. My animalistic instinct and curiosity took over. I just couldn't help myself. I put them right up to my nose and lips and drew a deep breath, letting my lips and tongue taste her. She seemed happy but blushed a rosy pink in her face.

She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me closer. This was the first time I was in a position and the light from my lamp let me actually see her. She had a trimmed, but hairy bush. For some reason all the porn I watched was bare pussy and this hairy pussy made me think she was a real woman. I guess that wasn't entirely the lace causing friction earlier.

She grabbed my shaft and guided it towards her pussy. I watched as it split open and spread around my thick head and that was all I needed. A hairy pussy wrapped around my dick and I just took over. I thrusted into her. I should have gone slowly from the way her hand pressed against my abs trying to slow me down.

Her head snapped back and she drew a quick sharp breath through her clinched teeth. As her arched back slowly started to relax, I drove into her again trying to collect as much sensation and feeling on my dick. I could see her diaphragm move up and down as she tried to collect herself.

She kept a hand on my torso and moved it to my chest, but I needed what I needed. I wasn't paying much attention to her directions of slowing down. I just pounded her as hard as I could as fast as I could. I looked down at how her pussy hair was matte against her glistening skin. I could smell our sweaty bodies as we glided against each other. I noticed her other hand gripping my sheets which was hot. I thought if she had to brace herself and was feeling sensations causing her to stabilize her muscles by gripping something, she must be enjoying this. As a virgin, I had no clue what I was doing, just trying to emulate what I saw in the porn I watched.

I wasn't sure what to do, but figured this might be my only chance all summer at touching a woman so I went hog wild. I squeezed, pinched, slapped, caressed, grabbed, massaged, spanked, felt every part of her body that I could. It was hungry, ravenous, and desperate which made everything even hotter. I smelled her hair and pulled it. I licked her neck. I bit her clavicle. I rubbed my nose, lips, tongue, eyes all over her chest. If this was my one shot all summer, I wanted to make the most of it. Her quiet, shivering breathe just encouraged me even more.

I noticed my shaft was covered in her pussy cream. I just thought it was sexy that she was that wet and we created enough friction to make cream of her juices. With each pull out of her pussy, I noticed more and more cream further down my shaft. I tried to push in her as far as I could so I could feel as much of her tightness further down my shaft, but it was so much pressure and friction that I couldn't go all the way in. Her face would wince and body would contort, sucking her stomach in, letting out a deep, guttural moaning exhale with each attempt at going all the way in. I knew I should have worn a condom, but the moment was too intense and it happened way too fast. I came way too quickly.

Almost immediately, she pulled herself up to a sitting position and sucked my rapidly softening dick. It was so wildly sexy, filthy, dirty how she was licking up my cum, her pussy juices, and all our sweat off my dick.

"Mmmhhhh, now that's some good dick. You have a... pretty sizable cock, mister." She said with her southern accent as she started to pull her clothes back on. Just as fast as I came, she was rushing to leave out the door. No number, no pleasantries exchanged. Just: "I have to get home. It's so late. They're going to wonder where I am."

The way she said "cock" instead of penis or dick paired with how fast she got dressed in embarrassment made me feel some type of way. I felt bad that she was embarrassed she hooked up with me, but loved that she referred to my dick as "cock" because it made me feel sexual.

She went right back out the window and left quickly before I even got dressed. I took notice of how she wiggled her hips and pulled her panties back on. I spent the rest of the night jerking off, smelling the sheets and my fingers, and re-living each moment. The weekend blew by and then came Monday. The following weeks at my internship I was quite distracted. I kept smelling my fingers getting a little bit of her scent again throughout the day as I did my work. I had to hide my boner under the desk as I thought about her.

Weeks went by and I was living large. I had enormous confidence and looking forward to the weekends so I could go find girls to hook up. I didn't get far with many and kept thinking about Nancy. Well my dream came true. As I was leaving work, my elevator stopped on the floor below and opened up. Through the doors came walking Nancy with some of her co-workers. She gave me a look of shock and quickly ignored me. I took the hint. I just kept gazing forward, but couldn't help take a mental snapshot of her in the professional dress tightly clinging to her curves.

I noticed she was wearing a wedding ring.

Her boobs, the weight, shape, outline, ugh... It's almost like I can feel the heaviness. Her butt, sticking back like a shelf I could rest my hand on all bubbly, and perky. I noticed her give me a side eye as she nodded along with her co-workers conversation. I was hoping she'd hand me her number as she left the elevator, but she just walked away.

I felt the summer heat and humidity hit me as we went through the carousel doors in the lobby. I politely let her go first with her co-workers while I waited for the next one. I was hoping to get squeezed into the same one so we can press up against each other again, but that wouldn't be work appropriate and I didn't want to put her in that position (well sort of). She went right, I went left. She glance back with a look that was thankful for not blowing up her spot.

Under that clean professional attire, was a hairy, dripping wet, married pussy that must have felt something. In the shock of seeing her unexpectedly and not wanting to be unprofessional, I just I watched her sway her hips as she walked away thinking about how her pussy lips were wrapped around my cock, stretched on my shaft with her ass cheeks all spread out and sloppily slapping against me. The juxtaposition was fascinating and sexy.