Band Practice

 

“Tuesday night again. Time for another band practice,” I
thought to myself as I ate supper.

You see, I’m a member of a community band that I joined
a few years ago after leaving high school. I figured it
would be a good way to keep up with the music that had
been such a big part of my life at school. I also
thought it might help me find a girlfriend, though I’d
never had any luck meeting girls in any of the other
groups I’d been in before. But you never know; your luck
has to change sometime.

There were quite a few attractive females in the band,
but there was always a problem. Usually, they were
either married or were 18-year-old high school students.
Not exactly what I had in mind. Some of them were fun to
flirt with, but that’s as far as it could go. There was
one notable exception, though.

Her name was Heidi. She was 21, which is about the age I
was at the time. Tall and attractive, she had one of the
loveliest pairs of breasts I’ve ever seen. I’d thought
about those big, firm breasts so many times, wanting to
hold them, suck on them… but for some reason, I’d
always had the impression that she was in the band just
to play music.

She rarely joined in the social activities, including
the group of us who went out to a bar afterwards. In
fact, the only thing I could recall her having done with
us was the pool party one summer. I must say, though,
that if she was only going to be at one, that’s the one
since it featured her in a bathing suit.

That night, she was wearing a rather short skirt,
exposing her long legs, and a fairly tight sweater. The
combination had quite an effect on me, especially when
she stretched her arms out above her head, arched her
back and yawned… my eyes nearly popped out of my head!

If only I could get her interested in me, I thought to
myself. But she’ll probably go home right after the
rehearsal as usual, with a polite good-bye to everyone.
So I was rather surprised when she asked me if we were
going out after band. I replied, “Of course! You coming
tonight?”

She said, “Sure! It sounds more interesting than going
home and watching TV.” I made sure that we walked a
little behind the rest of the group on the way to the
bar. We didn’t really talk about much, but at least she
was walking with me and talking to me, and I had a
feeling I might finally be getting somewhere with her.

Usually the group’s conversations work in small,
constantly shifting groups as each person joins in the
neighbouring conversation they find the most
interesting. I imagine that night was probably no
different, but I didn’t notice. I was too busy talking
with Heidi. Looking at her eyes. Buying her drinks.

Sneaking a peek at the shapes in her sweater whenever I
got a chance. But the most interesting thing was that
she was giving me lots of hints that she liked me, and
she’d never done that before.

One of the things she mentioned was that her car had
broken down that morning, and that she had to take the
bus to band. Being the true gentleman I am (or, more
likely, sensing an opportunity to get lucky after so
many years of going home alone every night), I naturally
offered her a ride home at the end of the evening.

She accepted with a very friendly smile, and we chatted
some more as we drove to her place. It just so happened
that her parents (she was living at home until she could
afford to move out) were on holiday, and she invited me
in for a while.

I was having trouble believing how well this was going,
but that was nothing compared to what was to come. I’d
always thought of her as a fairly shy girl, so I was
totally unprepared for what happened next. As soon as we
sat down on the sofa in the living room, she leaned over
and kissed me. Not a little peck, but a full-blown
french-kiss. It must have lasted for ages as she pushed
me down onto my back, pressing her firm breasts against
my chest.

When she broke the kiss, she looked into my eyes and
said, “I’ve liked you for so long, but I never had the
nerve to do anything about it. I want you.”

Before I could say anything else, she kissed me again.
This time, though, she slid one of her hands down into
my jeans to find my penis, which by this time was fully
erect and longing for some action. Encouraged by this
finding, she undid my jeans and pushed them and my
underwear as far down my legs as she could until finally
she had to break the kiss.

She wasted no time in moving down to my cock and licking
its head. She took me in her mouth, but not very deeply.
I grabbed her head and gently pushed down, but she
resisted. She came up off my dick and said, “Uh… this
is my first time; I hope I’m not too bad at it,” then
surrounded my cock with her lips once again.

She took me a little deeper each time, with a little
more suction, a little more tongue action. I didn’t tell
her, but it was my first time, too, and I’d never felt
anything like this before. I laid my head back against
the chair arm, closed my eyes, and the feeling swept me
away. No wonder guys always talk about getting head, I
thought to myself.

She was evidently a quick learner, for she soon had me
about to cum. I moaned, “Ohh… ooohhhh… I’m…
I’m…” but I didn’t get a chance to finish the thought.
As every muscle in my body tensed up, I looked at her
head bobbing up and down and I shot my semen into a
woman for the first time. I guess she didn’t quite know
what to expect, as she coughed a little before managing
to swallow a couple of times. She gave my cock one last
suck and lifted her head, smiling.

I grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her head up to
meet mine. I kissed her, passionately jousting with her
tongue. I was surprised at the taste of my semen; I’d
always thought it would be gross, but it actually wasn’t
so bad. When we broke the kiss, she looked me in the
eyes and said, “Did I do OK?”

The only answer I could think of was another kiss, as my
hands went down to her skirt. I fondled her ass a bit
while I removed the skirt and her panties. I broke the
kiss and told her, “Now it’s your turn.”

We exchanged positions and I moved down to her pussy,
kissing her breasts through the sweater on the way and
wondering if I’d be anywhere near as good for her as she
was for me.

I gave her outer lips a little kiss, prodding between
them with my tongue. Heidi shuddered and spread her legs
some more, so I figured I was starting out OK. I spread
her lips with my hands and found her clit with my
tongue. Her response was a little moan.

As I licked her clit, she grabbed my right hand and
pushed it towards her breasts, under her sweater. She
was wearing a front-closing bra; I wonder if she had
anything in mind when she put it on today? It was quite
a challenge undoing her bra without my tongue losing
track of what it was doing, particularly with only one
hand free to work on her bra, but I finally managed to
get one of her magnificent breasts in my hand.

I was running my fingers around her nipple, pinching it,
pressing on it, squeezing her breasts; meanwhile, I was
probing into her cunt with my tongue. Heidi was rolling
her hips, moaning, encouraging me to probe deeper. I ran
the index finger of my left hand over her clit and she
responded with “Oh God… Oh… aaaah…”

She grabbed my head and pushed it between her legs as
hard as she could; I can’t say I minded what she was
doing! I moved my mouth back to her clit, and I gave it
a little bite as I pinched her nipple. I felt Heidi arch
her back. She ground her cunt into my face as the waves
of orgasm swept over her and her juices flowed freely
onto my face.

Finally, she loosened her grip on my hair and allowed me
to catch my breath. I crawled up over her body to meet
her mouth and let her taste herself. I guess she liked
it, because she licked my face clean (it turns out
that’s quite a turn-on for me, as if I wasn’t excited
enough already).

Well, she was lying there with her cunt exposed, and I
was lying there with my tool standing at attention
nearby, so there really was only one logical thing to
do. I placed my cock at the entrance to her love canal
and gently pushed in. I moved slowly because I was
expecting her to be a virgin; it turned out she wasn’t,
but she didn’t mind taking it slowly.

I’d thought getting head was incredible, but this was
something else. I drove my cock into her, thrusting
deeper each time, as the feeling drove me crazy. After a
short while, she panted, “No, stop… there’s something
I want to try.”

I stopped, without taking my dick out of her, and asked
what it was. She just said, “Lie on your back,” so I
pulled out and lay on my back. She straddled me, held my
dick in one hand, and slowly lowered herself onto me. It
was heavenly.

She put her hands on my chest, and I reached up and
fondled her lovely breasts. Each time she moved down, I
thrust my hips up to meet her. Soon, we were both about
to come and we picked up the tempo, wildly ramming our
bodies together. I felt her cunt tighten around my cock,
and it sent me over the edge. I emptied my cum deep
inside her warm body with a series of powerful
convulsions. We kept moving until the orgasm subsided.

Heidi slowly lowered herself onto my chest, her lips
searching for mine. She kissed me with more passion than
any of our previous kisses. We lay there for a while,
and when she whispered, “I love you,” in my ear.

I knew I’d found the girl I’d been looking for.

We quickly got quite a reputation in the band (the fact
that we had our hands under the barroom table most of
the time probably contributed to it), and we were
inseparable for five sex-filled months.

It’s been a long time since we broke up, and I’ve had
other girlfriends since then, but I still remember
fondly that sweet, sexy girl I gave my virginity to.