Learning Together

Natalie thought it was funny how much she was worried about what she looked like in her dress; it’s not like she’d be wearing it for very long. But still, she couldn’t help it. She wanted everything to be perfect. Even though she knew that there was no way it could possibly go perfectly, because nothing ever did. But that didn’t mean that she shouldn’t try to make everything go as smoothly as she could. After looking at herself over again, top to bottom, she pulled the dress up over her head and tossed it onto her bed in disgust. She couldn’t help but stare at herself in the mirror for a moment, wearing nothing but lacy black undies. “What’s sexier, bra or no bra? Natalie asked herself out loud. “Is he going to think that it’s hotter to rip it off himself, or is he going to think it’s kinkier that I showed up without one? Natalie had a habit of talking to herself when she was alone; she had done so since childhood. And growing up as an only child, she spent a lot of time alone. She grabbed a sexy black bra that more or less matched the underwear she was wearing and held it up in front of her breasts, trying to make up her mind. “s**t!” She yelled in irritation, throwing the bra on the bed with the discarded dress. “No bra then!” For the sixth time in the past hour, she began furiously leafing through her wardrobe. She knew that she just needed to calm down and stop panicking. She knew that everything would be fine. Everything would be better than fine. She didn’t need to worry because she knew that Logan would get hard over whatever she wore, almost as soon as she walked into the room. She knew that he would praise her and tell her how pretty she looked if she came wearing only a baggy shirt with no pants and socks with sandals. He was both sweet and desperate to get laid. “Make a f*****g decision, Natalie!” she yelled while comparing the shade of two similar colored dresses against each other. “You’re wasting time!” She closed her eyes and continued to leaf blindly until she came across a dress that felt better in her fingers than the others did. She opened her eyes to see what she had picked, a blue square-necked summer mini dress with a flowy ruffled hem that she had bought for a garden party last year, an event where she wanted to look slutty but classy. Natalie sighed in relief, “Perfect. He’ll f*****g love this!” Standing bare-breasted in front of the mirror again, she pulled on the new dress over her head and then examined herself. “Going without a bra was the right call. I forgot how good my t**s look in this.” She grinned cheekily and groped her breasts with both hands, lifting them a little bit. “Now time for my f*****g hair…” ***** Logan was racing around his apartment trying to do last-minute cleanup, but he was going about it in a very chaotic and disorganized way. He knew that he should have done all of this yesterday, or at least this morning, but he didn’t, and now he was on the border of a full-blown panic attack. After throwing away the last armful of empty cups that had been left behind by his roommate, he assessed his living space with a satisfied look on his face. It looked good enough, he decided. It actually looked better than it had in months. Plus, his room was immaculately clean; he had made sure of that, and they would be spending basically all of their time in there anyway. He began nervously looking around the room, trying to figure out if there was anything else that he needed to do before Natalie arrived, or if there was anything that he had forgotten. After deciding that the only thing left to do was to take a shower and get dressed, he headed toward the bathroom. Oh s**t! Did I remember the fuckin' rubbers? He thought, nervously racing back to his room and checking the top drawer of his dresser. He found a six-pack of extra-lubricated condoms on top of his socks and breathed a sigh of relief. Of course you did, i***t. You need to calm the f**k down! He pulled off his shirt and threw it on the floor before walking to the bathroom. He ran some cold water in the sink and then splashed some of it onto his face. After drenching himself, he took a step back to admire himself in the mirror a little bit. He had been doing push-ups and barbell curls all day to help his biceps and pecks pop tonight. He knew that Natalie didn’t care, and she would tell him how ripped he looked anyway, but he was still insecure about it. He wanted his body to look as good as it possibly could. He wanted to make sure that when she looked back on this night, the picture in her memory looked as good as it could possibly be. He stripped the rest of his clothes off and climbed into the hot shower. As the steaming water soaked his naked body, he began to soap up his d**k and balls, suddenly feeling himself begin to swell a little bit. He was fantasizing about what would be happening later in the night and could not control himself. I’m gonna f*****g c*m too quick tonight! I know that I will! That was something that he had been worried about for a while now. It was something that had happened a lot when Natalie first started giving him blowjobs, and it still happened to him now sometimes. It had actually just happened two nights ago when she blew him in the driveway of her mom’s house after he drove her home. And even though he had jerked off that morning in preparation, he knew it wasn’t going to be enough to stop him from erupting too soon. He checked the time on his watch to make sure that he still had time, and then he grabbed his c**k firmly. He felt his girth start to enhance as he worked his dangling d**k around, trying to bring more blood to it. When he was mostly hard, he began to stroke himself up and down. After a couple of minutes of m**********n, he was having difficulty getting fully erect. He reached his hand out from behind the shower curtain and dried it off on a towel, then grabbed his phone. He swiped to the folder in his photos that consisted only of nude pictures of Natalie, and he began to scroll through them. He finally reached full erection within a few seconds of looking at a well-lit photo of her ass that he had taken while she was changing in a dressing room a few weeks ago. He began sliding his hand up and down his shaft faster and faster, and the gel-based soap helped to lubricate the motion. He kept scrolling through pictures until he found another one that he had taken himself. In this one, she was lying on her back on top of Logan's bed with her perfect t**s out in the air. He could feel himself getting very worked up now, and he knew he wasn’t far from cumming. He swiped to a section of his folder where Natalie had sent him multiple pictures from a summer party when she had been bored. She had pulled off her underwear in the bathroom and then gone back to her table and snapped a picture of her p***y underneath her blue dress. He loved this photo, and it only took another minute of jerking himself off before he violently came, with the head of his c**k pointed down at the shower drain, and his semen swimming around in the water on the floor. He panted heavily and took a moment to catch his breath before soaping himself up one more time. He took a few minutes to recover and then dried himself off. Afterward, he couldn't help but stare at himself fully nude in the mirror. His c**k was still much longer and girthier than usual as it dangled between his legs, still not having fully receded after his masturbatory session yet. Between that and the earlier exercises that he had done, he was looking f*****g good right now. He decided to get a picture of himself in this excellent form as a little teaser for Natalie before she showed up in half an hour.