Young virgin college grad’s blind date with an Amazon Goddess.
By Bernard Marx – Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.
Jude was five-six, slim, and had a boyish face that could be better described as pretty than handsome. He compensates by trying to grow a beard.
Lyndsey was blonde, beautiful, and built. She was six foot two in heels. Her tits hung like ripe melons. Her juicy thighs and bubble-butt rounded out a form that could silence a room just by walking in. The two of them were all too happy to make their friends uncomfortable with impromptu make out sessions or keep their neighbors up every night with pleasurable moans from their residence.
How they met..
[[MORE]]They were truly the most passionate couple you’d ever seen, if not an unusual one to look at.
It’s amazing to think that their relationship started off with a prank.
At first Jude had been surprised at his friend, Jason, and his generosity that night. Setting up blind dates wasn’t normally the kind of thing Jason did. Jason explained that Jude deserved a break after graduating college without having scored even one girl’s phone number all four years.
Jude showered, shaved, put on his best - and only - suit, and went to the restaurant. The fears that he would be meeting some dumpy chess club girl immediately disappeared when he saw the angel already seated & waiting for him at the table. Her full crimson lips that begged to be kissed, big blue eyes, hair like gold silk, and generous rack stretching out the body-hugging magenta knit dress.
“Are you Jude?” Lyndsey asked with a pleasant smile.
He gulped. “Yeah.”
“I’m Lyndsey, nice to meet you.”
She thought Jude was charming and sweet; he thought Lyndsey was enchanting and funny. Jude couldn’t believe how lucky he was. But he was incredibly nervous, at the same time.
About twenty minutes into the date, through appetizers and drinks; Lyndsey said “Let me go powder my nose.”
When she stood up to her full, majestic height, Jude took in her towering statuesque presence. He suddenly felt like he was in an ancient Greek temple. She smiled and walked toward the back restrooms.
A man sitting at the nearest table, glanced at her as she walked past him, then locked eyes with Jude and started chuckling. Jude had been the recipient of short jokes for years, but this stranger’s laughter was an insult.
Jude snorted, then pulled out his phone and texted Jason:
Haw! Haw! Real funny, dickhead.
Jason’s response was three laughing-face emojis with three eggplants.
Jude thought about walking out then and there, but that would’ve been rude to Lyndsey. She’s been very pleasant company up til now.
It would be better to just ride the date out, then text her tomorrow with some vague excuse about he’s too busy to date right now.
Rejection is a hideous tormentor. And Jude’s fear of rejection often pushed him to do the rejecting, even when his fears were unfounded.
Lyndsey came back right as the waiter set their plates down in front of them.
“Don’t you just love it when you come back from the rest room and your food is waiting for you?” She asked as she sat down.
“Um, ah yeah, it’s great.” He poked at his salmon.
Lyndsey started twirling fettuccini around her fork, an awkward playful smile on her face. “I bet you were surprised at how tall I was, huh?”
“What? Oh, no. I mean … you’re not that tall.”
“Please don’t. I’m the same height as both my brothers.” She chuckled. “I’m not self-conscious about it, at least not anymore. High school days were rough, though.” She ate a forkful of pasta.
“I know what that’s like” Jude replied. “I’m surprised you didn’t run off when you saw how short I was.”
Lyndsey looked Jude in the eye and with a reassuring gentle tone, said; “To tell you the truth, I’m not one of those girls who obsesses about guys’ heights, I’d be a hypocrite if I did.” She added a smile and a wink.
Jude smiled at that. “Jason is such a dick, he thought he was being so funny, setting us up.”
“Listen,” Jude said. ”I wouldn’t be insulted if you wanted to end this right now.”
“Nah, you’re cool” Lyndsey said with a smile & a raised eyebrow.
Things only got better from there. They laughed and talked while they ate, finishing a whole bottle of wine. When Lyndsey invited Jude to follow her back to her place, he was too buzzed and too enamored to say no. As they entered her condo, she showed him to the couch and sat next to him.
“It’s been ages since I invited a guy back here,” she purred, stroking Jude’s thigh.
“Uh huh.” His cock was getting hard. “Me too. I mean - ”
Giggling and giddy, she injected, “I know what you mean.” She smelled like flowers.
“You’re beautiful.” Jude said, in a most worshipful expression.
“Thank you, Jude.”
She placed both her hands on his cheeks and gently pulled him in for a kiss. Her lips were so soft. He let her tongue creep into his mouth.
After a few minutes, he pulled back.
“Something wrong?” she asked.
“I need to tell you something, Lyndsey.”
“What?”
“I’m …” He took a deep breath. “I’m … a virgin.”
Lyndsey smiled in a most appreciative way. She gently stroked his cheek. "That’s fine.”
“Really? You still want to be with me?” Jude smiled in obvious relief. Now his dick was hard as a diamond.
“Of course, I think it’s sweet. Something special saved just for me! I’ve always wanted to be someone’s first.” She gracefully stood up and kicked off her heels with purpose. Turning to look down to him, she added; “I’m going to make this a very special night for you.”
She reached behind her back and unhooked her dress, then lowered her dress down around her shoulders. Carefully pulling each arm out of the sleeves; she lowered the fabric down to reveal her luscious melons. They looked even bigger naked: plump, round, and rocking pendulously. Jude reached up for them, but his arms were too short, and she was too tall. Lyndsey bent down, grabbed Jude’s hands, and placed them on her breasts; he squeezed & massaged them. They were so soft and warm.
“Do you love them?” she asked.
“Oh, oh God, yes.” He stammered, struggling to contain her copious flesh in his delicate hands; precum started to ooze from the tip of his dick, still tucked in his pants.
“They’re all yours, tonight.”
Here was this towering example of feminine perfection offering herself to him, it almost didn’t seem real.
She let him fondle her for another minute before turning around and sliding off the lower half of her dress to reveal her pale, voluptuous ass. It was like twin moons in front of Jude’s face, and he felt like he was going to turn into a werewolf. She ripped off her thong, then slapped her right cheek.
“I love my ass.” She said, then bent over to twerk. Jude’s face grew hot, his dick felt like it was close to bursting out of his pants as he watched Lyndsey’s pale ‘badonkadonk’ ass quivering in front of him.
She turned around again to face her seated date, then pulled Jude up by his collar to stand facing her tits, and said, “You ready?”
He nodded resolutely. After throwing off his jacket, he tried to unbutton his shirt, but his fingers kept slipping.
Lyndsey softly touched his hand. “It’s alright, I got this.” She carefully undid each button, then slid his shirt off, smiling and giving him warm eye contact the whole time.
Jude wasn’t just about to lose his virginity; he was going to give his body to a beautiful angel who actually cared about him. But it was when she unbuckled his belt that he suddenly became nervous.
“Uh, Wait, Jack said, nervously. “I need to tell you -”
“It’s alright,” she unzipped his pants, and they fell to the floor. “I don’t really care about”.
She slid down his underwear and gasped - “Size. Oh my gawd!” she screamed in giddy delight.
She reverently caressed his organ. “It’s like a zucchini. A prized produce at the county fair!”
Jude winced. He felt like he could cum any second, so she let go and just knelt there, admiring his full package.
She touched his balls. "These feel swollen. When was the last time you jerked off?”
“Never.” He winced again. “When I was fourteen, my mom walked in on me. She went on for days, telling me how filthy I was. Shaming me into a state of severe self-loathing that I’m finally just getting past. I’ve been afraid to touch myself ever since.”
“Oh, you poor thing, you don’t understand pleasure.” She took his shaft in both hands and gave it a light squeeze. “Don’t worry, I’m gonna properly milk this king cobra for you.”
Lyndsey eased Jude back sitting the couch. Then positioned herself straddling, facing him, and slid her sopping wet pussy down onto Jude’s enormous pole.
Both of them shuddered. Her warm, moist sex around his manhood was the greatest sensation he had ever felt. He had to summon all his willpower to stop himself from cumming then and there.
“That feels so good,” Jude whispered.
“It’s about to feel even better.”
She started to slowly descend, fully taking his length inside her, then she began to grind side to side, rubbing her clit across his pubic bone. He wrapped his arms around her waist. The feeling of finally having a woman’s skin against his body was good enough to make a tear roll down his cheek.
Lyndsey engulfed Jude’s face in her deep cleavage as she started to buck, undulating her hips back and forth with practiced rhythm. Jude slid his hands around to her ass cheeks, squeezing them like a man holding on for the ride of his life.
“Smack my ass, baby,” Lyndsey moaned.
Jude gave her cheeks a gingerly tap.
“Uh, I said smack it,” she ordered. “I can take it.” An animal was revealing itself as the Amazonian woman sought her sexual release.
He raised his hands as high as he could and delivered two thunderous cracks to his lover’s luscious ass-cheeks.
“Yeah, That’s more like it, baby.” She assured him.
Their bodies were steaming-hot against each other. Pussy-juice dripped down Jude’s cock. Red patches bloomed on Lyndsey’s body as her panting grew more intense & her body overheated. Jude had been trying to hold his orgasm, to savor the feeling of being rigidly and fully connected to Lyndsey’s warm, wet depths. But now he was almost at his limit, with his head still buried between her massive tits.
Jude’s first time was perfectly situated. Lyndsey was in charge and she knew he could go off at any time. She was controlling all the action. He just sat there and enjoyed the ride’. He had years of inactivity (unless you count the nocturnal emissions). But fortunately Jude was lasting long enough to give Lyndsey a fuck to remember, on a pole she didn’t think she’d ever get to enjoy.
“Emginnasplid,” he groaned into her titty meat.
Lyndsey reared back. “What’d you say, baby?” she panted.
“I said I’m gonna explode!”
“Explode! Yes. Explode inside me, baby. Gimme all that creamy gooey cum!” She arched her back and began a more rapid series of ‘elevator rides’ on his cock. Jude caught his breath and then began sucking one of her engorged nipples, while his hands wrapped her slender waistline.
After a few more quick pumps, Lyndsey suddenly froze in place. Her body went rigid, her eyes rolled back in her head. Jude held her upper torso, thinking she was going unconscious. Then her pussy clamped around Jude’s cock like a trap, triggering his payload of spunt to make their exit.
Jude let all resistance go. His own muscles tensed, and his balls contracted as thick cum rocketed into Lyndsey’s womb. She smiled blissfully as her depths took a direct hit of his blast. There was one volley, then another, then another; his pulsing dick had a mind of its own. His arousal ascending to unknown heights of ecstasy, sending wave after wave of pleasure into Jude’s brain, then tingling all over his entire body.
“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ooohh! Oooohhhh!” Lyndsey moaned. Back arched and body quivering, she gripped over the backrest of the couch as though her raw ecstasy would launch her into the ceiling.
They both shuddered with one final wave of orgasm before Lyndsey collapsed onto Jude’s shoulder. He felt so small with her goddess body on top of him - it felt good somehow, safe. They held each other, panting, their bodies slick with sweat. Once his cock softened & contracted, she rolled off of him. They sat there, catching their breath.
This woman is a complete contradiction to everything Jude’s mother had brainwashed him into believing. Sex is not ‘filthy’. God made sex. God made sex especially wonderful for humanity to experience! The lies, the shame, the self-loathing; Jude was now free of all of it. And Lyndsey was the best ambassador of this new freedom. She was free from shame and she rescued Jude from shame, as well.
“That was amazing.” Lyndsey caressed his cheek. “You’re perfect. You’re a lovemaking master!!
Then Jude started crying. Not only was he finally free, he was able to make a goddess like Lyndsey happy, satisfied, and yet wanting more.
"What’s wrong?” Lyndsey softly inquired, with her head on his shoulder.
“It’s …” he tried to say through his tears. “It’s just … I thought I might never get to do that with anyone, especially someone as beautiful; as perfect as you.”
“Oh, baby.” She rolled off him as she reclined; pulling him over, into her arms. “I’m here now. Don’t worry. You’ll never be alone again.” Her words penetrated his soul. This bond of their spirits was indescribable. A holy moment of two hearts becoming one with each other; spirit, soul, and body. Years of Jude’s torment were now over. It was far better than all his Christmas mornings, all put together. The greatest gift he could ever dream of, was fully committed to him, and fully satisfied by him. She gently stroked his head until he fell asleep.
Jude opened his eyes up to a sunlit living room. He was still on the couch, but it was now evidently the next morning. At first, he thought the previous night had to have been a dream. Jude’s world had changed, and he still couldn’t fathom the depths of that change.
Then he realized he was still buck naked and an angelic female voice was softly singing in the next room. He also heard something sizzling in the next room, & smelled the delicious aroma of bacon. Ignoring any shame, Jude nakedly followed his nose into the kitchen where Lyndsey was standing at the stove.
“Morning, sleepy head,” she said with a blissful smile. She was wearing nothing but Jude’s dress shirt from the night before, it not only left the bottom of her ass cheeks hanging out, but the top three buttons remained unbuttoned in full surrender to her massive boobs extending out.
He sat down at the dining table with plates of fluffy eggs and in a moment she arrived with a pile of crispy bacon. They didn’t talk much while eating, they just smiled at each other between bites.
“You’re a good cook,” Jude said after he finished.
“My mom always told me” Lyndsey said, blushing; “The best way to make a man happy is to keep his balls empty, and his stomach full.”
“Well, mission accomplished.” Jude declared.
She giggled. “Oh Gawd! Last night was amazing.”
“You did most of the work, my dear cowgirl.”
"Hey, don’t be modest. You’ve got the kind of dick I’ve been dreaming about,” she said as she wiped her mouth with a napkin and slid her plate aside.
He looked down at his member. "I’ve always known it was, well, above average, but I haven’t done anything with it.”
She reached across & rubbed his hand. “That’s what I’m here for.” Lyndsey declared. “Hey, What’s something you’ve always wanted to do, uh sexually?”
“Uh, Everything,” Jude admitted.
“Okay? Well, what’s the first sex thing that pops into your head?”
He looked at Lyndsey’s revealed massive tits threatening to pop the straining fourth button off Jude’s dress shirt.
“Titty fucking?” Jude supplicated.
Lyndsey smiled assuringly. She stood & cleared the table completely taking the things into the kitchen, then she came out a second later, and started slowly unbuttoning her man’s shirt in a burlesque show presentation. Jude’s cock was rock hard by the time she flung it off. She twirled and planted her ass on the end of the table, keeping a sultry expression, she maintained her intense gaze into Jude’s eyes; then lowed herself on her back in the middle of the sturdy oak table.
“Go ahead.” Was all she said with a slow wink.
Jude quickly climbed onto the table, straddling over Lyndsey’s torso with his thighs, then lowered his cock into the deep valley of her cleavage. she squeezed her breasts around him, the head of his cock poking through the top of her cleavage, to greet her. The tip of his glans seemed to be staring back to her, wanting her, calling her.
“No one’s ever been able to stick their dick all the way through,” said Lyndsey with glee. “Your heavenly cock is staring at me, Jude.”
The luscious tit cleavage wasn’t as stimulating to his cock as her wet, taut pussy, but it still felt good. She loved the experience of getting to hug his ‘pleasure rod’ deep in her cleavage. He rolled his hips while kneading her warm, soft titty meat around his member. He had to go slow, but that just meant he could savor the experience more.
Their eyes locked, they smiled at each other.
Jude’s pleasure kept building. When he felt himself reaching climax, he stopped undulating his hips, and started rapid stroking by sliding Lyndsey’s tits along his entire shaft. Lyndsey raised her head and opened her mouth. His glans was swollen and purple. His tip’s opening was dialated. Then he stopped, & shot a load into her face. Most of it landed inside her mouth. She swallowed the first two volleys, but got hit in the nose when the third volley launched before she was ready.
While Jude panted, Lyndsey wiped some residual cum from her nose, then into her mouth with her pinky; and smacked, saying, “That tastes so good.”
His knees began to hurt from kneeling on the hard oak table for so long, so Jude hopped off & Lyndsey followed. They faced each other. Even in her bare feet, Jude’s face only came up to Lyndsey’s shoulders, so he had to look up to meet her eyes. He placed his hands on her waist, then ran his hands over her hips to grab her voluptuous ass.
Lyndsey placed a tit over each of his shoulders. He couldn’t believe that just the evening before, he had been thinking about walking out on her. This woman had a face like Kaley Cuoco, a body like Kate Upton, an ass like Beyonce, and she was all his. How much luckier could a guy be?
“Do you want to take a shower?” she asked.
Getting covered in the hot water & rubbing suds all over each other’s body, was almost as enjoyable as actual sex. Jude curiously explored every inch of Lyndsey’s Amazonian figure with his hands, polishing her like a devotee polishing the idol of a goddess. She also loved the opportunity to explore her well-hung stud. First she shampooed his hair, slowly, sweetly. She then ran her hands down his torso to start washing this cock of a Greek god. If Jude hadn’t spent himself twice, and his body wasn’t essentially dormant in the semen-producing process; He’d probably have been ready for ‘round three’.
After toweling each other off, Jude went to find his scattered clothes. He picked them up and pulled his phone out of the pants pocket to check if he had any message. There was a text from Jason:
“Hey dude, sorry about last night. No hard feelings? Come by and we’ll talk about how I can make it up to you.”
“Oh really..” Jude said quietly to himself.
Lyndsey came out wearing just a bath blanket around her chest. “What is it?”
“It’s Jason, he sent me a text, inviting me over to apologize.” Jude smirked. “Do you want to come with me?”
“Help me pick out something to wear.” Lyndsey said as she turned back to her bedroom.
Jude dressed Lyndsey in a baby-blue sweetheart crop-top that showed off her hefty cleavage and a pair of tight designer jeans to flatter the curves of her sultry ass. Jude thought she looked ‘eat me’ good, but not nearly as good as the look on Jason’s face when he opened his front door and saw them together.
“I brought Lyndsey,” said Jude, giving her right butt cheek a squeeze, “is that all right?”
“Um, yeah.” Jason stared at them awkwardly.
“Aren’t you gonna invite us in?” asked Lyndsey, in a sexy voice.
“What? Oh, yeah. Come and sit down.”
Jason took the armchair, Lyndsey and Jude snuggled together on the opposing sofa.
“It was really nice of you to invite us over to see how our date went,” Jude said with a mock smile.
Jason continued to stare at the two of them, but mostly at Lyndsey’s tit cleavage. “Uh.”
“Thanks for introducing me to such a sweet guy,” said Lyndsey, running her fingers through Jude’s hair. “We had a lot, of fun last night.”
They started making out; moaning, shamelessly sticking their tongues in each other’s mouths. It was otherwise silent, as Jason watched them for over a full minute before saying; “Alright, alright, you can stop.”
Jude pulled his face away from Lyndsey’s. “What do you mean, Jason?”
“Yeah,” said Lyndsey, “can’t a girl show her new man some loving?”
“I know you’re just fucking with me.”
“Now, what makes you say that?” asked Lyndsey.
“Come on,” Justin pleaded. “There’s no way a girl like you is so crazy about a guy like him.”
Jude stood up & squinted. “Some friend you are.”
“Sorry, but I’m just being honest.” Then Justin looked at Lyndsey; “Lyndsey, what could he possibly have that makes you fall in love after one date?”
Lyndsey scooted to the edge of the sofa behind Jude & reached around his waist. She unbuckled Jude’s belt, unzipped his fly, and pulled out his anaconda. Jason’s eyes went wide.
“How’s that for a reason?” said Lyndsey, peeking around, Jude’s waist on his left side. Then she aimed his shaft over toward her face, and licked around his cock head in swirls.
Jude lovingly rested his hand on Lyndsey’s devoted head, and he gave Jason a satisfied smile.
Lyndsey’s tits were hardly contained at all, as she remained bent over. She knew Jason was tortured & devastated.
Having sufficiently tormented their host, the couple thanked him again for his matchmaking kindness, and went back to her place for a swim, and more adventures.
By Bernard Marx for Literotica
