" We've only known each other for a few days, but things are really going well," I said.

"Yes, they are," agreed Sandi.

"It's way premature to talk about you moving in," I said, "but if you have enough clothing, could you bring enough changes of clothing so you would always have some here?"

"Do you have room for that?" she asked.

"I don't for anyone else," I replied, "but for you I sure do!"

Sandi left to bring some clothing from her place. I went into the bedroom to make some room. I decided that I needed to clear at least two dresser drawers and about half my closet space. I suppose, like most women that Sandi would have a huge number of shoes, and we would have to figure that out as well.

I had two dressers, and it wasn't difficult clearing two drawers for Sandi, but the closet space was another matter. Where was I going to find the space? Finally it hit me – many of my shirts and pants hadn't been worn for years – perhaps some didn't even fit! I started going through the hangers and pulling out items I had not worn in the last two years, and lay them on the bed. Then I checked to see if those older items still fit, and those that didn't would be donated to Goodwill.

When I finished there was a sizable pile of old clothing on the bed. My remaining clothing took a little over half the closet, but it was a start.

Soon Sandi arrived and I went out to her car to help. She brought a couple of large luggage bags and a number of items on hangers. We brought them in and took them to the bedroom.

Sandi was surprised that I was disposing of so much clothing and asked, "you're doing this for me?"

"I can't have you living out of a suitcase," I said.

Sandi wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me once again. It didn't take much to get a kiss out of her, and I loved it!

After hanging up her clothes, she noted the remaining open space and said, "I guess I need more dresses!"

Next we moved to her luggage bags, which contained her undergarments, which I took an immediate interest in, imagining Sandi modelling them for me. Sandi noticed my interest and asked, "See anything you want to try on?"

"Actually, I am more proficient at removing girl's clothing than putting them on," I replied, but taking the hint I redirected my attention. Sandi brought six pairs of shoes, saying, "I just brought the most essential ones."

I held my tongue, knowing that women had an unreasonable addiction for shoes.

Once we were finished, I said, "Now you are all set to spend the night whenever there's an opportuntity."

Sandi approached me and put her arms around my neck and said, "Bill, you're a really special guy, and there's something I want you to do for me."

"I like doing things for you," I said, "Just tell me what you wish."

"I want you to make love to me," she said, "I'm counting on it not hurting too much."

I pulled her to me and kissed her, wanting to be my very best for her.

None of the girls I'd dated ever wanted anything to do with anal, so I had no experience at all, and sure didn't want to mess this up. All I knew was that it was wonderfully tight, but you had to go slow and use plenty of lube.

I decided to start by rimming Sandi, and it turned out to be a wonderful start. Sandi moaned with delight and kept pushing back against my face. I wished my tongue was a lot longer. Even though I licked well into her, she was wonderfully clean, which made it a perfect experience for both of us. The only bad part was that my tongue quickly tired, but with practice I hoped to be able to do it longer.

I pulled back and admired the pretty pucker I'd been kissing. I put a little lube on it, and on a finger, and gently pressed into her. I massaged the outside, playfully pausing at the center and pushing in ever-so-slightly, then pulling back. I repeated this, each time entering a little deeper, until Sandi impatiently pushed back, driving my finger in all the way. "It's not nice to tease like that!" she said.

I pumped my finger in and out for a bit, and then pulled out. I lubed a second finger and slipped both in, being careful to go slowly. I worked them in all the way, then as I pumped them in and out, I spread them a little to open Sandi up. I did a little at first, then more, careful to be slow and gentle.

Now I pulled them out and lubed up a third finger and repeated – now with three fingers. It seemed that when I spread the three fingers that Sandi was open enough for me to slip my cock in.

I pulled out my fingers and lubed my cock and pressed the head to her pucker. I wiped the lube off my fingers with a towel an put my hands on Sandi's hips, pressing very gently into her. If it was going to hurt, now would be the time, so I proceeded very cautiously.

"Just remain still," Sandi said, and she slowly pressed back against me, and I felt her wonderful warmth envelope me!

"You have my virginity," Sandi proclaimed, "Now take me for a good ride."

I pulled out and Sandi said, "What's wrong?"

"On you back," I said, and she rolled over. I moved to her and slipped in, while placing her legs up against my chest and to my shoulders.

"I want to see your beautiful smile was we do this," I said, and Sandi immediately rewarded me with one!

I stroked in and out feeling like the luckiest guy in the world! It felt so wonderful, but then I'd worried about cumming too soon, and spoiling it for her. Seeing her hard little clitty bouncing as I stroked, I had an idea. I put some lube in my hand and massaged her clitty – stroking it and massaging the head with the lube. I stroked slowly, pausing occassionally if I was getting to close to cumming.

Suddenly Sandi put a hand on mine and said, "That's enough – you made me cum – now go ahead and finish."

Her pucker tightened as she came, giving me even more pleasure, but now that I'd seen to her needs, I picked up the pace, and soon finished, and as I did, I admired the wonderful look of joy on Sandi's face!

I vowed that it would be my mission to always make Sandi feel that joy.

"That was wonderful!" she said, "And not at all painful – you are a really wonderful lover!"

"Thanks," I said, "But it was my first time for anal."

"Well you sure learn quickly!" she declared.

I pulled out and asked her to just lie there for a bit. I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself off, and brought a warm, soapy washcloth and cleaned Sandi, front and back.

Returning the washcloth to the bathroom, I returned and we snuggled on the bed, soon drifting off to sleep.

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)