The Musketeers - Chapter 01

Fate can be a strange and often wonderful thing. For Maria and me, it was the key to us being together. It was the first day of classes for our junior year of college and I walked into the wrong classroom and there she was. I was entranced with the dark-haired, dark-eyed beauty that I saw and chose a seat on the opposite side of the room that was set up in a semi-circle of desks. From there I could easily watch her without it being obvious.

The professor came in and announced what class it was and said if anyone was in the wrong room feel free to leave. I obviously was not alone in getting things mixed up but as others left, I decided I was not leaving. I stayed and gazed at her. A couple of times, she looked up from the notes she was taking and saw me looking at her. But rather than being creeped out, she simply smiled a subtle smile, seemed embarrassed or shy, and looked back down at her notebook. I knew two things by midway through that class. First, I was transferring into it and second, I had to talk to her.

Since she was across the room, I rushed to get up and head her way after class as I did not want her to get away. At the same time, she seemed deliberately slow in putting things into her backpack, as if waiting for me. I went straight up to her and started talking. I had never had that kind of desire or courage with a girl before. Thankfully we hit it off immediately. We found a bench and sat and talked for almost an hour as we both had a break before our next classes.

When it was time for us to go, I got up the nerve to ask her out and she bashfully said yes. I wanted to leap for joy, but played it cool just saying, "Great," and then started walking away.

"Don't you want my number so we can make plans for our date?" I heard her call to me after I had turned and taken several steps.

"Oh, yeah," was all I could muster, as I turned back to face her. So much for being cool, but as I walked back to her, I could see in her face that she thought it was kind of cute. I had been so flustered by her that I had completely forgotten about how I could get in touch with her. She had to know now, if she hadn't already, how excited I was to go out with her, and she seemed excited as well.

To put it mildly, I never had a date anywhere close as amazing as that one was, but then again, I had never met anyone like Maria. She was so beautiful to me, and we meshed so well mentally, socially, ideologically that we were both totally enamored with each other and quickly became inseparable after that first date.

It was the second semester of our junior year when fate struck again. We had made plans to go to a concert in the city a few hours away from our college town with another couple who had met each other through us. We did not set them up, but my group of friends and Maria's group of friends would often hang out or go places together and this is how they met and started dating.

The four of us were excited for the concert and had gotten tickets and two hotel rooms -- one for the boys and one for the girls. Although frankly at least us guys were hoping but not confident that room arrangements might change. Maria and I were taking the physical part of our relationship slowly. Neither of us were virgins but we also hadn't had the best sexual experiences either. We both had decided on our own not to rush things as we did not want bad sex to ruin our strong connection. So, we were both okay limiting things to making out and some groping through our clothes. Our friends had not been going out near as long as we had, and so I don't think things had progressed that far for them yet either.

As the concert approached, fate actually showed up twice as the plans we had totally blew up. First fate struck as our friends broke up and not on friendly terms. My friend, well now ex-friend, was out at a bar and had a few too many and ended up in a booth making out with some random chick, when fate would have it that Maria and her friend walked into the same bar. Well as you can imagine that ended that. He tried to apologize and say it was a mistake and he had too much to drink. Given time, maybe she would have thought about forgiving him, but when she didn't forgive him right there on the spot, he blew up and blamed her for him turning to another girl because she wouldn't put out. Well after slapping him, she stormed out with Maria and from what I heard he went back to making out with the other girl.

Obviously, they were not going to the concert now. They sold their tickets and cancelled one of the hotel rooms. Maria and I however did not want to give up the concert that we were so psyched for, so we decided that since the hotel room had two queen beds, we could make it work.

Second, fate struck as there was a mix-up in changing the reservation, so when we checked in, we were given a room with one single queen bed. The hotel clerk apparently thought that in going down to one room we had also meant one bed, so he changed our original booking from two rooms with two queen beds each, to one room with one queen bed. The hotel was full and they had no other rooms to offer us. We were stuck and decided we had to make it work. We would just have to behave ourselves. It is not like we hadn't laid together on couches and picnic blankets and even our beds and such before, we just had not spent the whole night together.

Well, we did not let the hotel snafu ruin the concert. It was great. Better than we had even hoped for, and we left the arena on a high, as we excitedly recounted the highlights while we walked back to the hotel several blocks away.

As we approached our room, we remembered our sleeping situation, but that was still an afterthought as we were hyped up from the concert. I opened the door and let Maria in. She turned on the bedside light, while I closed and locked the door. As I turned back around, Maria was right in front of me. She pressed up against me and kissed me like never before. I mean we have had some pretty heavy make-out sessions, and as our relationship had grown, so had our passion, but there was something different. This was extra electric. I'm not sure if it was because of the concert, the hotel bed situation, or our repressed sexual urges, but most likely it was a combination of all of them on top of our growing love for each other.

Her lips and tongue were on fire and within seconds had ignited a flame inside me. I immediately grabbed her wonderful ass and pulled her into my quickly growing erection. She moaned into my mouth and began reaching for my t-shirt and pulling it up my body. We broke our kiss so she could pull it off me and I reached for hers, lifting it off her, and exposing her translucent bra. She put her arms across her chest. She did not appear to be mad, but I think she was self-conscious since her breasts were not very big. I pulled her arms away and, in the process, felt her heart beating as fast as mine. Once her upper torso was fully uncovered, I remarked honestly and sincerely, "You are so beautiful!"

She looked down bashfully and rued, "But I'm so flat."

"You are perfect! There isn't a thing about you that I would change. Your breasts are perfectly proportioned to your body. I have always enjoyed feeling them through your clothes and now I love seeing them in your bra."

That earned me a smile as she looked up and saw the genuineness in my face. To further assure her that I could care less about their size, I bent in and sucked on her left nipple through the bra. Her hands went to the back of my head and held be against her as see unleashed a deep and sensual moan. After a minute or so of suckling her breast like a nursing baby, I wriggled my head enough in her grasp to move to her right mound, once again provoking a throaty response.

When she released her grip on me, I finished with a slight bite at her teat and she yelped excitedly. I stood up straight and resumed admiring her exquisiteness. Her bra was now moist making it nearly completely see-through at the top of each mound. She reached behind herself and unclasped her bra, then slowly lowered it down her arms in a sensual exposure of her chest.

I stared at her lecherously for a moment before realizing what I was doing. I made sure my mouth wasn't wide open or I wasn't drooling, then looked up and she was smiling broadly at my expression of desire. If she had any doubt that I found her tits sexy, they had been erased by my response as she revealed herself to me for the first time. I kissed her as I guided her backward to the bed.

One of the things that I had learned in my very limited sexual encounters up to then was that I needed to take things slowly with regard to my own sexual enjoyment. Let's just say for my first couple of times I had a short fuse, thus neither myself nor my date had experienced much satisfaction. The first one was late in my senior year in high school and the other in the first semester of college. Since then, I had engaged in a handful or so of mutually agreeable one-night stands trying to improve my skills as a lover in preparation for someone special. Now here I was with the most special person I had ever met. All I could do was nervously hope that my few endeavors had improved my skills adequately to satisfy her at least enough to give me more chances to show her how much I cared about her. I was not confident, but I was determined to give it my best effort.

I pulled back the covers as she sat down on the bed, her legs dangling over the side. She tried to undo my belt, but I stopped her and laid her back and then started my own efforts on her jeans. I unsnapped them and started to slither them down her lower body further exposing her. Her undies matched her now discarded bra and hinted at her dark bush beneath the material. Then her slender thighs were revealed before I worked the jeans down her long legs.

My efforts to remove her jeans were thwarted by her shoes. She was breathing heavily as I knelt and removed her sneakers and socks revealing her sweet little feet with red polished toenails. I pulled her jeans the rest of the way off and set them aside as I held onto her left foot and my mouth went to her toes. I sucked on the big one causing her to gasp. Clearly that was not something she had expected to feel me do. That was a couple of lessons that I learned along the way -- try to please and try to stand out. Do the unexpected, as long as it is still sexy, and make sure it is well received before doing it anymore.

I took the gasp and the fact that she did not pull her foot from my hand as a good sign. I continued my unhurried exploration of her body, attempting to take my time and get her well primed. In the past, whenever I was too anxious to get my tool inside a girl, it always led to a short and unsatisfying session. Now instead, I proceeded slowly to lick or suck gently each of her toes on both feet as I massaged them gently. She relaxed as she enjoyed the attention.

After attending to her feet, I commenced working my way up her smooth legs from her ankles to her calves to her knees and then to her thighs. Her breathing increased as I moved my way up and neared her core. I caught a delightful whiff of her womanly fragrance as her sex had begun to secrete its natural lubricant. The material covering her slit was now nearly transparent from her liquids.

I could hardly wait to taste her. I kissed her covered mound. She sucked in and held a breath, which she exhaled in order to sigh when I returned and licked the length of her lower lips. Even through the filter of her panties, she tasted delicious. I couldn't wait to sample more of her nectar. I reached for her undergarment. She raised her hips to allow me to easily remove her last piece of clothing. When they were off and had joined the rest of her attire on the floor, I spread her legs and took in the sight. I hadn't seen a lot of pussies up close, but it was the prettiest one that I had ever seen. Maybe I was prejudiced by my feelings for Maria, nevertheless, it was full bodied, puffy, and dark with a reddish pink core just beginning to peek out. It was shaved, other than a thick tuft of dark curly hair above her slit.

She was fidgeting and trembling as I breathed and blew on her. I felt like, in her anxious movements, her pussy was calling for me to make love to it and to her with my mouth and tongue, so that is what I moved in to do. I first kissed and licked her inner thighs multiple times as she sucked in air quickly. Her trembling increased and I sensed her impatience when spread herself further. I licked up and down the valleys where her thighs and crotch met, on each side of her lips. Her tolerance of my slow and deliberate pace reached its end as she took ahold of my head with her hands and hurriedly guided my mouth to sex.

Despite my excitement and desire for Maria, I was resolute that I would take my time and try to do this right. So, I painstakingly probed, licked, and sucked her entire nether region, gathering as much of her juices along the way as I could because she tasted great. I could tell by the responses of her body and her increasing vocal moans, groans, sighs, and her words of pleasure, encouragement, and even a few instructions, directions, and requests, that she was building up to something really good for her.

My own excitement grew as I was getting pleasure from her pleasure. I was now the impatient one as I added my fingers to the mix searching for the elusive g-spot, while my mouth concentrated on her clit and surrounding area. She and I were soon rewarded with her initial orgasm. "OH MY! YES! YES! YES!" spewed forth from her until she pushed my head away. I sat back on my haunches and watched her convulse before calming down. (She confessed later that it was her first non-self-induced climax and much better than any she had given herself.)

As she neared her recovery, I lifted her fully onto of the bed and prepared to mount her. But she lifted herself up and in turn rolled me onto my back and moved to go down on me. Given my propensity for being unable to last long and my craving to be inside her, I took her head in my hands and met her eyes, "I want to be inside you unless you aren't ready to go all the way with me."

"I WANT and NEED you inside me! But I want to return your favor first."

I continued to hold her off and embarrassingly admitted, "I have to be honest and let you know that I am not sure how long I can last. You are so damn sexy and have me so turned on right now. So, if it's alright with you can I get inside you first?"

Her actions answered my question as she smiled at my compliment. She sat up with a new sense of confidence in her sexual prowess and straddled me. In one swift motion, she grabbed my dick, lined it up, and began to lower herself as she stared seductively into my eyes. As I penetrated her opening, we groaned in unison savoring our first coupling. Once we were fully engaged and our pelvises bumped, we both grunted. She closed her eyes and threw back her head. My eyes admired her sexy body and her sensual pose atop me, as I reached up and grasped her tits in my hands drawing forth another moan.

My hands played with and massaged her breasts much like they had done through her clothes in our previous make-out sessions. But now with no barriers between our flesh, it was so much more satisfying for both of us. Her eyes reopened and reconnected with mine as I looked up from her cleavage. The look on her face and in her eyes was a combination of happiness, contentment, satisfaction, desire, pleasure, and fire. It was a look I memorized and resolved right then and there to put on her face as often as I could in the future.

Her hips started to gyrate, undulate, and raise and lower as she undertook a slow ride upon my rigid appendage. We reveled from the gratification being induced by each other's body and our mating. As her bouncing increased in both speed and strength, I somehow was still holding out on reaching my ultimate and now inevitable conclusion. My desire and determination to please Maria far exceeded my primal need and urge to spread my seed.

After pinching her dark and extended right nipple, my left hand fell to grasp her ass. And what an ASSet it was for her. It caught the attention of many a guy on campus, not just me. My best description would be well-rounded. Not big or fat, but two well-sized and well-rounded firm bubbles standing out on her slender build. I always loved to rub my hands on them and Maria almost always let me unless it was inappropriate for the situation. She knew I couldn't get enough of it, and she liked my attention to and fascination with her backside.

Maria's left hand reached behind and under her ass and played with my nut sack tenderly manipulating my balls. My left hand took to stroking her butt and my right hand continued to toy with her left tit and nipple. I arched my head up and took right teat in my mouth and began sucking. With the multiple points of her sexual body receiving attention and the now rapid, repetitive pounding of her pelvis into mine, her hands flew to my chest pushing me back down and then she leaned over and covered my mouth with hers in an attempted kiss, but her explosion overtook her entire being and her kiss turned into a scream into my accepting mouth. She had stiffened but I began thrusting my hips into hers to extend her peak as long as possible.

Just when the severity of her bodily reactions started to ebb, I flipped us over and started to drive myself into her. I looked at her and declared as sincerely as I have ever said anything in my life, "I love you." I had uttered those words before to her, but not with the conviction that I had at this moment.

She replied immediately and without reservation, "I love you too!"

Our proclamations combined with the change in position and the angle of my intrusion renewed her bodily spasms and pushed me to my limit. I kissed her from the depth of my heart before announcing, "I'm going to cum, is it... "

Before I could finish my question, Maria bellowed, "Cum in me. I want to feel it. I want you to fill me up." Then she announced, "It is safe."

With that, I unleashed a torrent into her womb. I stiffened as volley after volley of seminal fluid coursed through my plumbing and into Maria's awaiting and receptive vagina. Her pulsating chasm was milking everything it could out of me as she rode through her third orgasm.

When I had shot my last shot, I collapsed onto her. Her body went limp like mine, and she sunk back into the bed. I caught my breath and rolled to the side of her. She rolled with me and cuddled up to my side before declaring in a less frenzied and more hushed, yet just as earnest, voice, "I really do love you."

I kissed her on top of her head, "Me too, with all my heart."

She looked up with the brightest, happiest smile and we kissed. We laid there as we took in the first truly satisfying sexual experience of our young lives.

After a bit of a recovery, I got up and told her to just wait there. I went and cleaned myself off with a washcloth, then grabbed and wetted a clean one in hot water for Maria. As I reentered the room, she was still laying on her side looking a little frazzled from our romp, but she was so radiant that I just stopped and stared. She got self-conscious and reached for the sheet to cover herself up.

"Please don't cover up. You look amazing and beautiful and sexy and glowing."

She stopped but still looked unsure as she reached for the wet cloth. But I did not hand it to her, instead I sat beside her and began cleaning our combined fluids from her body slowly and gently. Her insecurity left her as I washed. Eventually she rolled onto her back and spread her legs a bit so I could tenderly wipe her vulva clean. I admired every inch of her that I cleaned and when I looked up after finishing, she had a gratified, content, and confident look that drew me in for a gentle and brief kiss.

She, however, wanted more than a brief embrace as she pulled me back for a long, deep, passionate kiss. When she finally let up, I got up and put the cloth back in the bathroom. Upon my return this time, she did not try to cover up but instead held out her arms inviting me to her. I turned out the light and climbed into her arms.

The rest of the night we talked about how great our lovemaking had been for each of us. We both never thought it could be so good based upon our past encounters -- hers had been very similar to mine, quick and unsatisfying -- but now we knew it could be so much more -- especially with the two of us together. We talked about our hopes and dreams. We kissed, a lot. We made out and we made love again. Then we dozed off before waking up and repeating.

Fate had been good to us. It brought us together in a way we both had dreamt of, but never knew could be real or would ever happen.