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This is part 2 of the 3 part series. Each part "ramps up" in intensity, so if you like written "foreplay" I suggest you check outpart 1.
About a month after part 1, Jessica and I met up to spend a weekend in LA for my birthday. I was excited to explore the city and try out a bunch of restaurants that had good reviews, while Jessica was just eager to drive around and explore the city.
I arrived a few hours early, so I got to the hotel room and stewed for a bit. Jessica and I had texted in the intervening month, and while the tone of her texts had changed a bit (she seemed to take more of an interest in my life than before), fundamentally our interactions hadn't changed since before we hooked up. I'm sure many guys my age would've been fine hooking up for a night with a beautiful girl, but I was in love with her. I didn't want to just be a one night stand.
My fears were confirmed when Jessica arrived. We awkwardly hugged, and walked around the city as if nothing had happened, as if we were just friends. As the evening wore on, I started getting the sinking feeling that I had been some kind of drunken mistake in San Diego, and now this was a purely platonic trip. It seemed like she specifically avoided talking about what happened. Maybe she wanted to pretend like it never had happened.
We were walking by a creek that had a nice view, so we sat against some rocks. At this point I had already given up on anything happening, so I thought, "Fuck it, I'm going to make a move. If she rejects me it'll be no worse than what's happening now." I looked over at her. She was staring out into the water, and I couldn't see much beyond the silhouette of her face. God, she was so beautiful. Not only that, she was smart, funny, sexy, sweet, and always had guys chasing after her. What chance did an ugly, virgin shithead like me have with her? Whatever, I thought, it was time for a hail Mary.
"Hey Jessica," I said. "You've got something on your face."
"What?" she replied.
"Me!" I said, then I slid my hand up her neck and to her cheek and tilted her head toward me, and before she could say anything I kissed her, enjoying every moment of her soft lips on mine. She pulled away after a few seconds and there was silence...
"Ugh, that was so stupid, Mike." she said. Before I could say sexy naked girls pictures anything she scooted closer until her face was just an inch away from mine and said, "And I can't believed it worked." Then she kissed me, and I wrapped my arms around her as we made out. I ran my hands up and down her back and pulled her closer to me, until I fell back on the ground she was on top of me. Her hair fell on my face and I was intoxicated once again with her amazing scent. I kissed her neck while my hands squeezed that young nude art amazing ass of hers and my dick began to harden.
"Let's head back to the hotel." She said. I was a bit disappointed that we had to stop, but was excited to think about what might happen once we got back to the hotel. While we were walking back she grabbed my hand and interlocked her fingers with mine saying, "I was so nervous. I was afraid you didn't like my anymore, or that San Diego was just a fluke. I was afraid I came on too strong. I'm so glad you kissed me tonight." I chuckled at the idea that she and I had the exact same fears, and that this beautiful girl was struggling with the idea that I actually liked her.
We stopped at a bar along the way and got a little tipsy (it was my birthday, after all) and then went back to the hotel. I took a shower and changed into some shorts and a t-shirt, and while she was taking a shower I read a book (do I know how to party or what?). When Jessica returned from the shower, my jaw dropped. She was wearing a blue shirt with no bra so I could see the outline of her nipples poking through, and she was wearing the one and only red shorts.
You may remember in part 1 that I mentioned a pair of red shorts Jessica sometimes wore. Those red shorts always drove me wild because they were extremely tight and ride up to her upper thighs, revealing the outline of her pussy and ass. So many times had I fantasized about squeezing that amazing ass through those shorts before ripping them off and eating her out. I had casually mentioned in San Diego how good Jessica looked in those shorts, and it looks like she remembered.
She saw me staring an smirked. "Like what you see?" she asked.
I got out of bed, pulled her close to me and kissed her, and as I inhaled her scent my hand slid down her back and too her ass, at long last squeezing each of her cheeks in those red shorts.
"Give me a little twirl." I said.
Jessica stood in front of the mirror in the hotel room and slowly spun around, stopping at one point to examine how her ass looked in the red shorts. I walked up behind her and pushed my hardening dick against her ass while I kissed and nibbled her neck and ear. My hands slid up her shirt and start squeezing her tits, and I could feel her nipples hardening and breaths deepening when she suddenly pulled away.
"Not yet!" she said in mock anger. "You haven't opened your birthday presents."
"What'd you get me?" I asked.
"There are three gifts. Here are the first two." She handed me a bag full of tissue paper. I sat down on the bed and emptied the bag, where I found a video game I had wanted for a while, and two tickets to a movie I had really wanted to see.
"Do you like them?" She asked nervously.
"I love them. They're exactly what I wanted." She smiled, and then I asked, "What's the third gift?"
She climbed on top of me an gently pushed me onto the bed, running her hand under my shirt all the way up to my chest while she kissed me. She moved her lips hot naked russian girls to my neck and jaw, before kissing her way up to my ear and whispering between hot, heavy breaths, "me".
She continued to kiss my neck as I slowly ran one of my hands up and down her back, gently but firmly pushing my nails into her skin. I could feel her body slowly but surely begin to pulse rhythmically, and I slipped my other hand under her shorts to discover she, once again, wasn't wearing any panties. I began biting her neck as I squeezed and rubbed her ass, hardly believing that the ass and the woman I thought were out of my league were now in my reach. She moved further up my body as I kissed her lower neck and collarbone, and I stretched my arms further down her ass so I could reach her pussy.
She gasped as my fingers gently circled her asshole and made contact with her pussy lips. Her kisses became less and less focused as my fingers worked their way in and around her pussy. I used my free hand to push her shirt up, revealing her perky b cup tits. I squeezed her right tit and craned my neck so I could suck on it while my other hand worked away at her pussy. I kissed in concentric circles, intentionally ignoring her nipple while I sucked and nibbled the rest of her tit, occasionally pausing and gently blowing on it. When my tongue reached her nipple she softly moaned. I alternating between flicking her nipple with my tongue and sucking on it, and I could feel her body pulsate faster as my other hand was soon drenched in her pussy juice.
She kissed my ear and then said, "Do you know what my number on the volleyball team was in high school?"
"Uh...what?"
"It was 69." She giggled. "Get my drift?" She got on all fours and turned around, exposing the top half of that amazing ass to my face. I felt her tugging at my shorts as I quickly finishing pulling down hers, revealing that amazing ass. I felt my boxers come off and my hard dick spring out as I kissed and massaged her ass, before repositioning myself for better access to her pussy. I was a bit nervous because I had never eaten out a girl before (before Jessica, I'd never even kissed a girl), but excited because I had wanted her pussy in my mouth for years.
Before I started I heard Jessica say, "You're okay with this, right? You won't be grossed out?"
"Why would I be grossed out?" I asked.
"I know a lot of guys don't like going down on a girl. Jim didn't particularly enjoy going down on me."
Her ex-boyfriend didn't like that beautiful pussy of hers? His fucking loss.
"I want to eat you out so badly. I can't wait another second." I immediately began eating her out. My tongue flicked from her inner thighs to her pussy lips to her clit.
"Good," Jessica said. "I shaved just for yo...aaaaaahh" she moaned as my tongue circled clit. I felt her hand gently massage my balls as she bent down to lick and suck them. Up until this point I assumed Jessica didn't give blowjobs because she seemed fairly innocent and the type of girl who would be grossed out at the idea. But the sight of her long, blonde hair bobbing up and down on my dick quickly dispelled that idea. I balanced her legs on my upper arms so nude met art my hands could squeeze her ass while I ate her out. I flattened my tongue, and slowly licked her pussy from the bottom to the very top, focusing extra attention on her clit. I moved my tongue back down toward the bottom of her pussy and thrust it into her, and was rewarded with an audible gasp from Jessica. As I tongue fucked her I felt less and less attention from her tongue on my dick, and by the time I returned to swirling my tongue on her clit she was too focused on her impending orgasm to continue. I felt the familiar spasms continually grow larger, until she moaned and her whole body started shaking. I squeezed her tits as I continued to eat her out, and when her orgasm subsided she collapsed onto me.
Unfortunately, either due to nerves or too much alcohol I didn't cum, but that didn't matter. I had finally eaten out that beautiful pussy and squeezed that wonderful ass through the red shorts, thus fulfilling two of my longstanding fantasies about Jessica.
We were both exhausted at this point, and I pulled her close and pushed my dick against her ass and squeezed her tits as I kissed her neck and we whispered "good night" to each other. The next night was pretty similar. We talked about having sex but I didn't have any condoms with me and I was a bit too nervous to have sex anyway. On our last night in the city, as she was drifting off to sleep in my arms, she wrapped her leg around mine and said softly, "Mike, do you want to be my boyfriend?"

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