I've always had a thing for redheads. [M/F] | 2016

I've always appreciated the beauty of redheads ever since liking one my age all throughout elementary. She was cute and had a warm smile. Fast forward to one year after I graduated high school. I met my elementary crush while shopping for clothes at the mall, only she wasn't cute anymore - she was hot.

I don't normally go to the mall, but I needed a nice outfit for a friend's upcoming 18th birthday. I remember looking at different dress shirts in Tommy Hilfiger when a girl came up beside me.

"Matthew? Is that you? Its me, Emma."

I turn around and see a hot redhead beaming at me.

Emma had made puberty her bitch. Years of figure skating and gymnastics had given her a firm, slim body. Her breasts were nice and perky B cups from what I could see under her sweater. She had a round ass that screamed "I do squats!" Her face was more angled and mature and her whole aura radiated of sexiness and I could tell she knew it. I wanted to do her right then and there.

"Emma! Hey! So nice to see you! How have you been?"

"I've been great. You look good." She eyed me up and down, nonchalantly. "What are you doing here?"

I told her I was looking for a nice dress shirt and asked if she could help me out. We settled on a nice striped one and I helped her pick out a shirt for her brother. We paid together and decided to get ice cream.

We chat and catch up on each others' lives while we eat, and the topic of relationships comes up.

"So Matthew, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Yeah I do," I said. She looked down. "What about you?"

"I just got out of one two months ago, he was such an asshole," She rolls her eyes. "Five months wasted."

I could tell she was disappointed to hear I was taken but other than her initial reaction, she never let on. After chatting and walking around aimlessly, we both had to get home. We exchanged numbers and arranged to meet up again the upcoming Saturday at her place.

I was already having troubles with my girlfriend at the time and didn't mention meeting Emma or the upcoming Saturday. She was a total bitch at the time and I was miserable. Don't get me wrong though, we were great together for a year, but for the several months before we broke up things got rocky and we drifted.

Saturday comes and we arrive at her place and she opens the door wearing her hair up, a tight T shirt, and cute short shorts. She could pull off the "I-dress-comfortable-but-still-look-hot" look.

Her house was empty and we decide to watch a movie in her living room. I sit on the couch and she lies down beside me, head on my lap. We spent the whole movie like this and I couldn't concentrate. All I could think was "Holy crap, hot girl on my lap. Am I gonna get laid? What about my girlfriend?"

The movie finishes and she looks up at me with a curious look on her face.

"I know you liked me in elementary." She says coolly.

"Oh really?" I blush. "Who told you?"

"Oh please," She sits up and straddles me. "Everyone knew. You were just too much of a pussy to tell me."

My cock had gotten hard at this point. I could feel her vagina through my sweat pants and her thin shorts. I knew she could feel it too. She looked at me, her green-grey eyes challenging me to make a move.

I grabbed her face and began kissing her. Emma gave out a little muffled moan and kissed me right back and started grinding on me. We made out and had dry sex for a few minutes until our shirts came off. I unclasped her bra and took her breasts in my hands, lightly squeezing. She gasped and I started sucking her nipples. Emma tilted her head back as I sucked and sucked.

After a bit, she got off my lap and got on her knees and pulled down my sweats and boxers. She took my dick in her mouth and stroked what she couldn't take in with her hand. Emma could really suck dick. She looked up at me with her sexy green-grey eyes and I almost came right then and there. After several minutes of me moaning and her head bobbing, she stopped and stood up.

"Follow me," She said taking her shorts and underwear off. She left the living room and I went down the hall to the stairs. "And make sure you're fully naked."

I stepped out of my sweats and took off my socks and headed after her. I walked into the only room with a door open. She was sitting on her bed and held out a condom. As I was putting it on she turned around and did a perfect sideways splits and leaned forward exposing her tight ass and shaved pussy.

I pulled her to the end of the bed and slid my dick in while she let out a moan. She felt great. I began slow, enjoying her moan and breathe heavy. As I pounded her harder and faster she began to scream and pull at her bed sheets. I was breathing heavy and fast and banging away. Emma's screams began to get louder and louder. It turned me on hearing her cry out in pleasure. Minutes later she let out a big scream, back arching. Knowing she had just cum, I pulled out and turned her around, kissing her. I entered her again and she wrapped her legs and arms around me. I picked her up and began fucking her in my favorite position, standing up. She smiled in surprise; her smile quickly turned into moaning and gasping. As I thrusted into her, she began to dig her nails into my back, and it turned me on so much. "Oh god, Matthew." We locked eyes and I couldn't help it, I was beginning to reach the point of no return.

"I'm gonna cum."

"I'm about to also."

As soon as she said that, I felt her vagina tighten and I came. I filled up the condom and felt her release while I was inside. Only this time it felt weird. I pull out and to my amazement, she was squirting. I look at her and see her eyes closed and her mouth agape. It was only then that I realized she was holding me extremely tight and her body seemed to convulse involuntarily as I held her. For some unknown reason, I held her closer, hugging her as she finished squirting on my body.

When she finished I put her on the bed and laid down beside her. She looked at me, blushing.

"I'm sorry, that never happened before."

"Don't worry, I've never experienced a girl squirting ever."

"Oh my god," She exclaimed. "YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND!"

This didn't faze me. To be honest, I thought about her once that day and the rest of my thoughts were on Emma.

"To be honest, we're barely even a couple anymore."

I went home, exhilarated. I called my girlfriend and told her I was done. She told me she didn't care, she was already seeing another guy. I didn't care, I caught feelings for Emma.

After about two weeks of being promiscuous with each other, we confessed to liking each other and dated for about seven months until she had to move with her family across the country. Those seven months were some of the best sex I ever had and being with her was always a treat. We never fought and I loved her deeply. If Emma (not her real name) is reading this, I miss you babe!