Dave and Teri: The Beginning

Friends and "fans," I've been wanting to try my hand at my first fiction story (most of you already know my stories have been connected to real life experiences so far) for quite some time--so here goes. Please be gentle, as writing something completely from the depths of my brain and psyche is almost more imposing than expressing a real memory. I hope you all enjoy.

Teri and Dave were the quinnessential late-blooming "first loves." Dave a bit later than Teri, but we'll get to that.

Dave was a clean cut good boy through his time in high school, and departed for his Freshman year in college less experienced than nearly all of his friends. Popular and handsome, but naive and easily intimidated when it came to girls, Dave was a bit of a complex affair. Dirty blonde, blue-eyed, and athletic with a low voice that bordered on hypnotic when he spoke about his passions or creative pursuits. He was something. In the new world of high density social interaction that is collegiate life, he would attract significant attention at parties or bars from the fairer sex, but never seemed to be one for taking any of them back to his dorm for a roll in his unmade bed. It almost never occurred to him that he could if he wanted to. To his new male friends, most of them dawgs, it was confounding.

Teri was from Dave's original hometown, and at 18 was doing her version of a "gap year," which was far less romantic than touring Europe or hitchhiking across the country, and mainly consisted of doing time as a checkout clerk at The Gap (get it, "gap year?") to save up enough money to attend community college the following year. She didn't love it, but she didn't hate it either. She never had lofty career ambitions, and was resigned to the fact that she probably had a low professional ceiling. But she also got employee pricing on jeans and sweaters, so--not a bad deal, by her estimation.

Autumn was a whirlwind for both of our protagonists, but particularly for Dave. He was off to a great start academically, but seemingly overwhelmed by a big state school campus life. When Thanksgiving break rolled around, he couldn't wait to spend time back home with old friends watching bad Blockbuster movies and drinking budget beer in someone's basement. Casual, definitely low-fi.

Teri, for her part, had settled into her sales clerkdom with relative ease, and, still living with her parents, enthusiastically agreed to crash a house party with her friend Lisa over the long Thanksgiving weekend. Lisa had promised "really cute guys," and Teri was a little more game than Dave for that type of social collision, so she was "in." Little did she know she was about to meet her first, and perhaps greatest love.

Teri had a very unique and sexy look. A dancer's body with a thick, curvy ass and firm, D-cup breasts (which she mostly kept hidden under Gap gray sweatshirts), was almost completely offset by a decidedly girl-next-door visage, right down to the freckles on her nose and chest. She wasn't a redhead, however--she had stick straight, shortish black hair that frequently spilled into her silver eyes. She was "sneaky sexy" for anyone who bothered to look.

Dave looked.

When he walked into the already-crowded house party in the burbs, Dave's eyes were laser-drawn to Teri, who was swaying to the music and pretend-sipping her beer from a red solo cup. She was wearing tight tan jeans that were threatening to identify as stretch khakis, and a casual blue rugby shirt that was just oversized enough to hide her large chest, but also just oversized enough so that the unbuttoned top flashed a bit of teasingly alluring cleavage. To Dave, she was a vision. it was like she was bathed in light while everyone else was dim. He was smitten at first sight.

Their eyes met, they both smiled, but true to form, it took Dave a good ninety minutes before he wrestled up the confidence to say hello. But finally he did, to Teri's great delight. She laughed at his jokes, touched his hand, and played with her hair just enough to make Dave never want the party to end. She was better at this than Dave was. It was organic and palpable--they both knew this was the beginning of something, and they couldn't wait to find out exactly what.

Even when Dave went back to school a few days later, they kept in constant touch. Frequent phone calls, almost daily letters. It was quite the romance, even in fledging form. It would only be a few weeks until winter break, and Dave would be back home to, hopefully, really spend some quality time with Teri. They both smiled as they hung up the phone on December 14th, having made a movie date for the coming weekend. It seemed so wholesome and sweet. That was the plan, anyway.

When the weekend finally arrived, Teri kept looking outside--the weather man called for snow, and she was willing it away as best she could with her mind. Teri lived in the boondocks, and it was a good 20 minutes drive to the movies when there was no weather to contend with. Dave was already ten minutes late, and had yet to take in her miniskirt-over-leggings and cable knit sweater ensemble that she had planned for weeks. She looked sexy and she knew it, hair and minimal makeup perfect. Her butterflies erupted when she finally watched the headlights of Dave's car turn into her long driveway, already white with an inch or two of snow. And then there he suddenly was.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry," Dave pleaded as he stepped into Teri's house and gave her a hug. "I had no idea you were quite this far out."

Teri laughed, "yeah, I'm pretty much a farmer out here." In her snug sweater and short skirt, even over leggings, she looked decidedly non-farmeresque. Dave had almost forgotten how gorgeous and sexy she was, but it all came back in a flood as he stared at her inside the house in the dim living room lamp light.

Parents appeared and said their obligatory hellos, meeting "the new guy," with casual formality, and Teri was grabbing her coat to make a fast exit before they said anything embarrassing or incriminating, or popped in a VHS of her latest dance recital. As Teri and Dave walked out to Dave's car, he felt like the luckiest guy in the world. A date with this--amazing girl.

Except for the friggin' snow.

"How far is this theater?" he asked Teri, courageously sliding his hand into hers in the front seat as they drove back out onto the road. The snow was picking up and starting to really bomb, making visibility difficult.

Teri's heart dropped, "It's a ways. I mean...."

"Yeah?" Dave wondered?

"Well, I mean we can just pull in somewhere and talk instead of risking the drive if you want?"

Dave had never heard such a perfect thought, but he tried not to seem too overjoyed. His "ok, that's cool," matched the simplicity of his faded jeans and tan corduroy barn jacket. He passed a few oddball parking lots before settling for a small rural strip mall that had a little extra space between the stores and the parking space that he picked and maneuvered into. Nobody was out shopping in the storm, so they had the parking lot pretty much to themselves. With no traffic, and the snow falling, it was nearly silent when Dave cut the engine.

Dave's mind was already rifling through conversation topics to explore as he turned the key and glanced over at Teri, who was unbuckling her seat belt and suddenly leaning towards him. There was no talk, no warning or preamble--her mouth simply covered his with a deep, penetrating kiss that made him sigh and Teri whimper. Well, that was unexpected--except for the part where Dave suspected correctly that Teri was more experienced and confident than him. But instead of being intimidated, he kissed her back even deeper. This felt different. Teri was different. This was... real. He didn't want to slink back into the shadows for once, he wanted this kiss on Teri's soft lips and tongue to last three more hours.

It actually threatened to, when Dave felt Teri's hand gliding along the thigh of his jeans--high enough not to be a mixed message of any kind. She smiled and whispered for the first time in several minutes, "do you want to touch me, Dave?" Teri was already guiding Dave's hand to the full curve of her breast. Was this some kind of trick question? The air in the car was starting to cool even with the heat the two were generating, and they instinctively moved closer, molding to one another.

"Yes," Dave whispered with ragged breath, and had enough confidence to slide his hand under Teri's sweater, feeling the warm, milky flesh of her heavy titflesh, and said a silent Hail Mary that her mesh bra would just magically disappear.

It wasn't magic that made it "poof"--it was Teri's confidence, as she slipped her hand under her own sweater and, with an almost imperceptible twist, unfastened the front clasp bra, which fell immediately away, her heavy breasts suddenly sagging slightly. Dave had never even known a front-clasp bra existed until this very moment, but his entire body was doing cosmic somersaults as his thumb and forefinger begin to roll Teri's long, stiffening nipples. They both panted as the windows steamed and froze.

"What movie did we see?" Teri panted out-of-context, already wanting to align her story with Dave's for when he dropped her back off at her parents later in the evening. "Oh god, I don't care," he answered with ragged breath as he leaned Teri backwards and began to kiss and lick her now-fully exposed tits, sweater pushed high on her chest, slipping his hand under her skirt, over her tights, to massage her sex. "Oh, Jesus," Teri whimpered. Her pants and light sighs were driving Dave to lustful madness.

This wasn't Dave's first kiss or car date grope--he liked to think of himself as a pretty reliable "second base" guy. He was so innocent, the poor thing. But this feeling was different, and he could feel it carrying him away like an erotic undertow. Teri wasn't built like the girls he dated in high school. He was staring in almost disbelief at her full breasts as they heaved up and down with her growing excitement. She looked like a Playboy model, not some gussied up Sadie Hawkins Dance date. Dave's nostrils were flaring as he felt Teri's hand suddenly sliding firmly and undoing his belt and drawing down the zipper fly of his jeans.

"Is this ok?" she asked, begging for the answer to be yes. Dave nodded and kissed Teri's mouth hard as he cupped and caressed her oversize tits, feeling her hand draw out his embarrassingly hard cock. Teri looked down with a purr--Dave's cock was thick, as hard as steel, and simply beautiful. "Teri... god, Teri, yes, oh my god," he panted over and over, almost in disbelief. She didn't require any more affirmation as she began to milk him in her soft hand. Dave could tell she had done this before. His eyes fluttered and he tried to keep his composure. It wasn't easy.

They made out, kissed, stroked, pawed, brushed, licked... for more than an hour, using the bareness of their bodies against one another to keep warm in the cool car, and Teri could tell Dave was needing relief. "I'm going to go faster, ok Dave?" she whispered, almost as a warning. Dave nodded. Please, yes. And then she did go faster, expertly stroking and pumping his cock, changing speeds, changing her hand angle like a girl who knew what she was doing--because she did know--and it made his head spin. He was laying back, reclined deep into his seat with Teri's head, hair tousled, resting on his chest, hand pumping furiously now with enough motion to make a "slap, slap, slap" noise, and suddenly petrified that this incredible girl that he was already falling for, was going to have to contend with the type of orgasm that only 19-year-old boys can have in abundance--powerful, long and messy. Never mind which movie we saw, Dave thought, this poor, beautiful girl was going to go some with visibly stained and crusted clothing if she wasn't careful. Because this was going to happen, now, and nothing was going to stop it.

"Tell me when, ok?" Teri's voice was soft, and her tone quite forward. It was enough to send Dave over the edge--for the very first time with a girl. Wow.

"Jesus, now," was all he could manage, but Teri already knew. She could sense it. And without much fanfare, she slipped a little lower and engulfed his cock in her hot, wet mouth, sucking as her hand continued to pump. Dave could feel himself going off like a roman candle, even more powerful as Teri moaned and gasped her approval with every spurt down her throat. "Teri... Teri..."...."mmm hmmmm."

Dave's mind lit up like all the stars in the sky. He had planned a romantic movie with this girl he couldn't get out of his mind, and now here he was--having his first orgasm with a girl, and feeling the intimacy of his first blowjob. He almost wanted to cry with happiness, his only fear being that he was pumping far, far too much cum into Teri's willing mouth. But Teri seemed game--almost ecstatic, never flinching, and swallowing his seed with hunger and passion that nearly matched Dave's overwhelming need.

They both felt spent, huffing and puffing in the cool silence now. Teri sheepishly turned her eyes up toward Dave's, still gently tugging the final drops of thick cum from Dave's beautiful hard cock, and whispered, "are you sure that was ok?"

He was speechless. Dave could barely fashion a word in response, and Teri's big smile made him even more of a puddle. "I'll take that as a yes?" she whispered.

The car was almost entombed with snow, and there was no way anyone could see inside from either the road or the street. So when Teri straightened and began to get herself together, Dave rested his hand on hers for a moment. "Wait," he whispered with reverent awe in his voice. And he turned the keys just enough to allow the interior lights to come on.

Illuminated, Teri smiled and feigned a centerfold pose with one hand behind her head, and reveled in the feeling of Dave's eyes drinking her in with love and wonderment. "You're so beautiful," was all he could think of saying, but it was more than enough for Teri's smile to grow even bigger and her heart to swoon. This was something, and they both felt the moment.

Dave turned the lights back off and leaned in to kiss Teri. He nearly paused, realizing the gloss on Teri's lips might in fact be at least partially the huge orgasm he just flooded her mouth with... you know guys at that age, wondering for a nanosecond "wait, this doesn't make me gay, does it?"... but Teri was already a step ahead, closing the distance between their mouths with a deep, slow, beautiful kiss. They were sharing everything, and their hearts were on fire for one another. The moment was pure perfection.

"Billy Madison," Dave whispered as their kiss finally broke.

Teri giggled. "You know that means we have to go see if for real then soon."

Dave was so happy he actually laughed out loud. He would do anything to keep seeing this perfect, sexy, insanely gorgeous girl over, and over, and over again.

"It's a date."

And many, many more would follow.