mrjimm's blog post - dry hump

A couple months ago, a friend in here brought up early encounters while young. And making out and dry humping. I recall the fascination and excitement of "not knowing", and learning during the years of inexperience. It conjured up some amazing memories. There was a girl in school I met after moving to a new town. We began talking and flirting etc. I went to her house and met the fam and all. She lived in an upstairs duplex. This girl was adorable. She had a pretty face with an angelic smile. Her eyes simply lit up with her smile. Her hair was longer and hung in reddish brown ringlets, and she was a little thick. I didn't know what my type was yet, but I'm pretty sure she was it. Days before, we had discussed that we were virgins and ready soon.

Well this night, while leaving her house, she walked me out to the narrow stairway and we walked down the steps to the lower landing. She kissed me goodbye for the night, but that kiss lingered. Our lips pressed a little harder and her little tongue darted between my lips and I pushed harder and pretty soon we were embraced with our faces locked together kissing, mouths opening tongues dancing. It was getting hot in there. Steamy even. We were awkward on how to make that next move. We lowered ourselves in that narrow stairway while remaining connected at the mouth still kissing. I could feel her small breasts through our clothing pressing into my chest. This narrow hallway was dimly lit but seemed bright at the same time. Our breath and heat made it feel humid and hazy at the same time. I made my big move. I began to slide my hand up into her shirt. And I heard her sweet moan and felt the sound in my mouth as she helped and lifted her shirt. The first moment seeing her stiff little breasts with her nipples sprung up tight. My cock was absolutely rigid, feeling like I was testing the ability of my jeans to contain it. Our bodies were steaming as I explored her little boonies with my hands. I kissed down her neck, like I'd seen in movies. And touched her nipple with my mouth. I heard her breath heave. We were scared excited and ripe for whatever was to come. My hand got brave and a rubbed her jeans outside of her jeans. The heat emanating was incredible and humid. It felt like a jungle in our little hallway. I rubbed her and sucked those titties like a greedy pup. I moved back up to kiss her wet mouth some more. At that moment I realized my ridiculously hard cock was stressing, bulged massively in my pants and pushing on her pants, when she gave me her sweet little moan. I consciously pressed harder. My bulge was definitely doing something to her hot spot as she pushed back. The slide of denim on denim felt so good. It was like a tickle sensation at the base of my penis. As I'd slide up and down with my length of bulge onto the soft area below her pelvic bone, I knew I was on a great strategic area. It felt hot. I occasionally opened my eyes to as hers looking glazed over and moist and very serious. Our hips continued to aggressively dance and push into each other. Her noises were purely involuntary, primal and beautiful. I was unaware of making any noise myself. I was too enveloped in this feeling of heat, humidity, sounds, the feelings of our mouths connecting, and of course that rising feeling from my cock. I had no more room to realize if I was making any noise, but I'm sure I did. I started to slide the pressure of my crotch rhythmically up and down from the area right above my balls to the head of my penis. I found the area to focus my pressure on her that elicited the most response. Her breathing got shaker and the noises more frequent and higher pitched. I opened my eyes and hers were wide open. And she was beautiful. The look in her eyes was vacant as she was concentrating on the sensations from our rubbing hot little crotches. I wasn't certain then, what was happening, but in hindsight now I realize she was starting the beginning of what would be a very powerful orgasm. She had both hands pulling my butt into her, working with that slide. And bucking her hips into my hard. My own pressurev was building and our movements became more frantic. We were together in that moment not kissing, finally just focused on the haze in that hallway and our swelling orgasms. She held her breath only allowing a squeak to get out as he held my ass in one position tight to her hidden pussy (which I imagined how it would look). It came upon me like a wave, the rush of sensation exploding as I suddenly felt the semen gushing from my tip. Her breath still held, her eyes fluttering and my waves just pumping one after the other. It felt like an hour, and it felt like 30 seconds at the same time. This simulated fuck we shared blew both our minds in the most innocent moment of discovery. We stood up and our shakey legs wobbled and we smiled. I walked home with the not so gross feeling of cum getting colder drenching my entire crotch. I called her on the phone that night when I got home and we'd concluded that we need to fuck next time. And we did and it was glorious. And nothing ever was the same as that innocent and exciting little dry hump session in that hallway. To this day, I let my mind drift back to that and touch my self. The beauty of that night will always make me feel blessed to have shared it with that sweet girl.