ROSE
by alzef
This is the true story of my on-and-off relationship with the incredibly sexy Rose.


Rose is a couple of years younger than me and we first met in high school when
I was 14 years old. She was best friend of a girl I went out with for a while,
but Rose and I didn't get along at all well for about 10 months or so, until
she developed a huge crush on me. We started going out just after I graduated
high school, but it only lasted 3 months and the 2nd and 3rd months were
nothing special.

Rose was a bit of an ugly duckling early in high school - she was a
middle/long distance runner with a stick figure, braces and nothing at all
special about her. By the middle of high school though, she was developing
nicely. She had developed nice little breasts, had lost the braces and was
showing some nice leg muscles. She had beautiful brown eyes and a nice olive
complexion that she inherited from her Italian grandmother. Her skin was soft
and smooth to touch and she had a smile that would melt any heart. When we
started going out I guess she would have had full A cup breasts, maybe just a
B cup, and she had a lovely personality, though a bit shy still at that young
age. One thing she wasn't lacking was strength, hardness and definition in her
legs. We'd often spend afternoons that summer moping around her house, shyly
exploring each other's bodies and whenever I could I'd try and test her leg
strength. Rose's legs were still fairly thin, but were showing a bit of shape
and were very defined form all her running. I was playing soccer twice a week
at that stage so my legs were pretty strong, but even with that and a
considerable weight advantage I had trouble beating her in a leg wrestle. I
used to love watching her leg muscles working when she was walking up stairs -
or even just as she stood up - especially her thighs. Rose also had a runner's
six pack, though she was a bit shy about it and I never really got to explore
it but I would often feel the hardness of her abs through her shirt. Strangely
though, she was quite happy for me to explore her newly developing breasts,
especially her very sensitive nipples. Her nipples were a lovely dark colour,
almost like chocolate.

At the end of the summer Rose and I broke up, but it wasn't a big deal for
either of us. She had her eye on a guy in her year and I was off to college
for some serious female action. We only saw each other once over the next 2
years. About a year and a half after we split up we met, and she was no longer
the ugly duckling but instead an incredibly beautiful, sexy young woman.
Although she was rugged up against winter's cold, I could tell that her body
was developing nicely too, especially her breasts which were probably a full B
cup at that stage. We didn't speak for long and it was a little uncomfortable
so I didn't really think much of it until 8 months later. By then I was living
interstate and I was at the messy end of a long-term relationship that I'd
tried to continue long-distance. I decided to write to Rose out of the blue
and was shocked when I received a reply just a few days later. We started
writing regularly and seemed to be hitting it off really well. It seemed that
we had more in common now than when we were together. We decided to meet up
next time I was visiting my parents at the beginning of spring.

I could hardly wait to get home and see how sexy Rose was looking. We agreed
to meet in a café in the city and she was already there when I arrived. She
looked so sexy, wearing a tight light blue t-shirt and very sexy jeans. I was
longing to get a look at her tight ass in those jeans, and hopefully out of
them. We got along really well, so I asked if she'd like to come around one
night and I could cook dinner for her. She said that Saturday night would suit
her, which suited me too, as I'd have the house to myself.

Rose arrived about 6.30pm and the sight that greeted my eyes was amazing. She
was wearing a tight, low-cut black top that perfectly showed her incredible
cleavage and also a little of her toned stomach, and black hipster jeans which
seemed to be painted on her perfect ass. I was still cooking, so I offered her
a drink and she pulled up a chair in the lounge. Rose started telling me how
she had a summer job at the pool and I couldn't help but picture her in her
sexy little uniform. We ate dinner and settled back down in the lounge with
another glass of wine. I put on some music - a new Donny Hathaway to my
collection - and we talked for a while. I don't remember how, but somehow the
conversation was turned around to the subject of her body, which was something
she was no longer so shy about. Enthusiastically, Rose started saying how she
had a six-pack from all her running so I played dumb and told her I never new,
saying so in a voice with a trace of doubt. As I had hoped, she took the bait,
stood up and pulled up her shirt revealing a fantastic six-pack - as good as
Lisa Hourin's! I could barely contain my excitement. She walked over to me and
ran her fingers around each defined muscle, teasing me to the extreme. Then
she made me stand up as she danced sexily to the music, rubbing her tits and
ass against my body, driving me crazy.

She then pulled her shirt of completely and thrust my body back onto the
couch, rubbing herself against me while quickly removing her bra. Rose's
breasts were incredible - not huge, but large enough and firm and round as you
could wish, with her large, chocolate coloured nipples erect and begging to be
sucked and licked (as was I). It amazed me that she had such large breasts
while maintaining such a hard, defined body and also that they were so well
shaped considering the amount of running she was doing. I wondered how large
they'd be if she stopped exercising so much. Rose slid down my body and undid
my pants and started hungrily sucking on my cock. It was probably the best
head I'd ever been given, she was quite something. She then stood up and I
slowly removed her pants exposing an area of refined, black pubes. After
making her cum I slid my erection inside her moist pussy and we had sex for a
couple of hours, both climaxing many times before she went down on me one last
time.

We spent quite a bit more time together that summer, but after I left she got
a new boyfriend so my subsequent visits weren't quite as fun.

Another year on Rose started at university, and I would often stay in her room
at the dorm when I visited and I noticed she had put on a little weight,
though she was far from fat - she just looked like a regular, sexy babe now.
On my third visit I asked if she was still running and she that she didn't
really have the time any longer. I guessed that she'd maybe put on 5kg but I
could see that her legs were still very hard and defined so she must have lost
the definition in her abs - damn! The up side of her weight gain though was
that she had put a bit of size on her breasts. One day when she was in the
shower (just across the hall) I decided to sneak a look in her bra drawer to
see what size she was now and was shocked to find she was now a 14D. Just as I
put it back in the drawer I heard a voice behind me "I think these are what
you really looking for." I turned around and there was Rose with her towel
wrapped around her sexy body, which she then dropped exposing a pair of the
most beautiful breasts imaginable.

I don't think you guys need to have what followed spelled out, but needless to
say I always have a fun visit at that particular dorm.

©2002 alzef