Kira @ Kirra – Dreams can come true
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This is a story about first time experience, but also of first love, teenage angst, infatuation and the eventual realisation of many, many wet dreams.
The events contained in the story take place a few weeks after Kira and I had passionately kissed on the dance floor of a night club in the city. It must have been quite a spectacle because we were interlocked kissing and feeling (well polite groping) for what seemed like hours. The night ended with more canoodling, but never more than polite caressing.
The following week was one of those seminal post high school events (colloquially called ‘Schoolies Week’) on the Gold Coast. It was the year after we finished school. Kira and I had separate groups of friends and we had previously organised to go with them. We had agreed that we would try to catch up during the week, but had made no firm plans.
But before we go any further in the story, some more background.
I had known Kira since grade 10 in high school. One of the first memories I have of her is a shy little girl who hid her face behind a big head of red hair. I remember plucking up the courage to speak with her as we walked between classes one day. I can still vividly remember the first time she turned her head, looked up at me from under the fringe of her hair and our eyes met. The moment froze in time for me. It was the start of a severe teen infatuation. The girl with the big hair, big eyes and the prettiest face you could ever imagine locked into my mind.
Now there is a bit of a teen angst and infatuation that needs to be covered in the background to this story. It may have seemed reasonable to me at the time but I became seriously obsessed with this girl. Through high school I would sit next to her in class, I would regularly visit the McDonalds store where I knew that she worked part time in the hope she would be there, I knew where she lived and would peddle my bike over there just so I could ride past her house.
The trouble with infatuation though is that it can freeze the mind and your actions. I never once asked her out, never really made a romantic gesture. Talking with her years later I found out she was interested but thought I just wanted to be friends…
There is a touch of tragedy in the story as well. In the lead up to the year 12 formal, for weeks I had worked myself into a little ball of frenetic energy and extreme shyness trying to pluck up the courage to ask her to go with me. I finally got the opportunity and in what quite possibly came across as the worst, the most uncommitted set of questions ever asked. I can still hear Kira’s words like a dagger in my heart….’I am so sorry, I agreed to go with…….’
Heartbreak has no words, it just owns you.
School ended and life went on.
Through high school and into my first year of University I worked (and played a lot) at an Indoor Cricket Centre. Umpiring and occasionally coaching. Life had moved on as it does. But it also has a strange way of bringing things together too when you least expect it. One day the centre manager pulled me aside and asked me if I would like to coach a group of girls who were just starting playing. Now this guy was seedy asf, and the invitation came thick with innuendo and frankly inappropriate comments. He seemed a little obsessed with kinda using me to set up girls for ‘parties.’
Anyway, first session, I rock up and the group of girls are already in the net area. I parked my bag and joined them, introduce myself and look around the group. Bit of a shock comes to me when I lock eyes with the girl I had spent too many hours dreaming about. The mutual smile as we acknowledged each other immediately stirred up feelings I thought I had moved on from.
Maybe it was a years more maturity, but as the coaching sessions progressed, I developed a really strong rapport with Kira and her friends. This all eventually led to going out socially. And even more pestering from my manager to invite them to one of his ‘parties.’ That never happened…..which brings us back to the night I first kissed Kira. The group which consisted of mostly women headed into the city and frequented one of the popular night spots. It was very disco with dark rooms, flashing lights near the dance floor, several bars with over-priced drinks, music turned up so loud that conversations were mostly mouth to ear, and people, some in bigger groups, some small, and some just by themselves. As the night rolled on, Kira and I kind of gravitated together and although I am no easy dancer, she managed to encourage me onto the floor several times during the night.
Then the music turned from techno/disco to more of romantic ballad and in one of those teen movie scenes where boy asks girl, I asked Kira if she would like to dance. She happily agreed and in no time held her in my arms and we were moving together intimately. I remember vividly the moment as I looked into her eyes and as she sensed what was coming closed them in anticipation of our lips first touch. It wasn’t the first time I had kissed a girl, but it sure felt like it. It started politely enough, but the intensity raised when Kira’s tongue entered my mouth. I was young, this was my first experience of this, and it may have been because it was new, or it maybe because of the number of times my earlier infatuations had dreamt about this moment and of her.
The night ended with most of the group that had gone out catching a taxi home and getting dropped off. When we got to Kira’s place, I made the big decision to exit the taxi with her. There were a few jibes, but mostly everyone had seemed to know whatever was happening between us was not exactly news. We watched the cab disappear into the night from the front verandah of her house and then I turned to her kissed her again.
A similar intensity was quickly found, but without the nightclub crowd the flow of hands was distinctly more profound. Just as the situation was close to boiling point, a light inside the house came on, and with that and the sound of jingling keys, Kira seemed to instantly realise that there was a strong chance that one of her parents were about to open the front door. She quickly broke off contact and straightened her clothes. I followed her actions to the best I could. The door opened and her mother poked her head around the door. To my surprise I instantly recognised Kira’s mother from a community project that I worked on during high school. She looked at Kira and her face showed instant recognition of the situation, then she looked at me, her face processed what she saw, and her wide eyed smile that expressed approval was a very special thing to see.
‘You can bring him in Kira…..’ she said with an almost glowing happiness.
Kira smiled, blushed slightly and took my hand to lead me inside when her mother opened the door wide.
‘Would you both like a hot drink?’
Kira’s mother made us both a drink and left us in the lounge area. The situation was quite evidently not completely comfortable for Kira. Despite some brief kissing and some hand holding and when her mother returned it was clear it was time to go home. Kira’s mother offered to drive me, even half offered for me to stay, but i politely declined both.
There was a very polite and very ‘mums watching me’ kiss at the front door. As I left I could hear a very audible whoop whoop from Kira’s mother. If you can’t imagine how edifying this was, then I probably can’t explain that particular feeling. It wasn’t that far from my place and the walk seemed to give me time to re centre and by the time I got home I was well and truly ready to sleep.
Normally I would have seen Kira again during the week, but there was no training this particularly week and we were heading to the Gold Coast on the Saturday. I was staying in an apartment with some friends from school on the southern end of the Gold Coast for the week and Kira was doing similar on the northern end of the Gold Coast. We spoke on the phone a few times and there were text messages.
On the first night, both our friend groups had organised to go to separate parties and as much as I wanted to find Kira, the opportunity to meet and fit in with what had been organised didn’t seem possible. The party I went to was a bit dull to be frank, all guys, all talking about football, having drinks. To be fair, maybe I was distracted, but I was quite conscious that I kept looking at my phone, half hoping for a text message from Kira, half wondering whether I should message her? Nothing.
After an hour or so, the call went around my friends that it was time to move on. There was a dance party at Currumbin, apparently with live music, we all ended up in a mini bus taxi and arrived at the venue. It was loud, the sound of cover bands filled the night. There were a lot of people, a lot of movement and it as getting to the point in the night where some people were starting to show the signs of being wasted.
My friends and I filed into the venue and found a spot where we could view the outdoor stage. It was pretty cool, the band was actually pretty good. Their play set was on point with popular music of the time. It helped allow my mind to stray from Kira pining and I was beginning to enjoy the event. On the way in one of my friends had run into a girl and her friends that he knew. After a while they wandered over and now the two groups were mingling. I was talking with a blonde girl who seemed a little tipsy, but we held a conversation over the music. She was telling me about how she was going surfing in the morning and didn’t want to get too drunk.
While I was talking to her, I suddenly felt my phone vibrate slightly in my pocket. Trying not to be rude, I had a quick glance at the screen and saw the message icon with a big old number 1 on it. Compulsively I checked it. It was a message fro Kira and my heart skipped a beat. I opened it.
‘Hey there, who’s the blonde?’
It took me a few moments to realise what it meant, but i then quickly scanned the immediate area. (Now i was def being rude)
On the 2nd scan of the area, I first caught a glimpse of one of Kira’s friends, and then off to the side, there she was. A cute little smile from about 50 metres away near the other side of the stage. My full attention quickly swung in her direction, yes very rude now. I interrupted the blonde girl mid sentence, ah sorry excuse me. I took a few steps toward where Kira was before I noticed a group of older men that were hanging around their group. One of them was making quite a determined effort to engage with Kira and the rest of the group were trying to lead the girls towards where people were dancing.
As I approached she was resisting as he had now taken her by the arm in an attempt to get her to the dance floor. I called her name and managed to reach her before he could drag her off. She grabbed my hand and continued to try to pull away from the older man. It was starting to become a Kira centred tug-of-war until I moved closer and took her in my arms. With the extra purchase, he eventually gave up and muttered what was quite probably something rude under his breath. With her now in my arms, I looked at her and kissed her. She hugged me tightly.
After a few moments of enjoying the hug, I looked around and it was evident that there was a bit of a job to do with rescuing her friends. Several of the older men were beginning to get very handsy with the girls. I walked with Kira over to where 2 crowd control guys were standing by the stage, I approached one of them and explained that my friends were getting hassled by this group of men.
They didn’t exactly jump into action, but they nodded and kind of supported me as I managed to extricate each girl from her increasingly handsy dance partner. One of the men was perhaps a little more drunk and more brazzen and was really trying hard to get the girl to kiss him. I grabbed him by the arm and said, easy mate this is my sister. He reeled from the sharp pull away that I gave him and turned toward me. Yeah well I gonna fuck her tonight eh…. and he moved back towards her.
He was a big guy and before I could evaluate what to do next the 2 crowd control guys who had heard what he said stepped in. They grabbed him firmly and moved him toward the rear exit of the venue. Some of his mates who saw this followed them. Other crowd controllers seem to come from everywhere as a group of men were now assembling behind the two that were escorting the guy out. Suddenly one of the gathered men threw a punch at one of the crowd controllers and then all hell broke loose. The guy who threw the punch was king hit by another crowd controller. He was then wrestled to the ground and pinned. Another stepped up to try and help him, but the crowd controllers intercepted him and knocked him to the ground as well. Three more men, including the guy that was hassling Kira earlier rushed the crowd controllers and suddenly a full on brawl was happening.
I turned toward the group of girls and spied the side exit to the venue, I grabbed Kira’s hand and we exited as a group. The melee behind us banged and crashed as we high tailed across the grass and toward the roadway. Other patrons were exiting from the front entrance and I saw one of my friends leaving. He knew Kira, and he asked if we were alright. I nodded and told him we would meet him back at the apartment.
There was a taxi rank across the road and after a quick chat to check everyone was ok, the girls jumped into a taxi. Kira had a quick chat in the ear of one of her friends and they hugged before Kira said, I’ll see you back at the apartment. She closed the door of the taxi after her friend. She had decided to stay with me.
The cab drew away and conscious that were likely still in the vicinity of the trouble that had just happened, we quickly walked south down Pacific Drive heading in the direction of my apartment. When we passed the Lifeguard towers at Tugun we then decided to take the stairs down onto the beach.
We removed our shoes and walked across the soft sand down to the harder sand near the water. We walked very slowly south along the water hand in hand. As Tugun eventually became the iconic surf destination that is Kirra Beach.
The whole beach was illuminated by a full moon over the water and was backlit from the buildings along roadway that followed the shape of the beach around. The surf crashed onto the shore and licked at our feet as we meandered slowly along.
We were all alone in the middle of the beach and we stopped to embrace and kiss deeply. Her large and firm breasts pressed into my chest and I allowed my hands to explore under her blouse at the back. I approached, teased, and then unclasped her bra. She let out a squeak of mock protest but made it clear that this was perfectly ok. Her bra loosened and I slide may hands around to remove it. Within this movement I could trace the shape and form of her breasts. She moaned ever so slightly as I cupped her boobs with my hands delicately. They were slightly larger than my hands, but I could easily hold their weight while beginning to gently caress and squeeze them. She moaned slightly louder as I found and teased each nipple with my thumbs.
Feeling that I was getting hard in response to the stimulation from her massaging her breasts. Kira’s hands sought to touch it. First she caressed along the hard outline through the fabric of my shorts and then she slipped a hand inside my pants. Her hand intimately on me made me jump slightly and I let out a low gutteral noise in response to the pleasure I felt at her touch.
The waves crashed, the moonlight bathed the beach, we kissed, I massaged her breasts and she began to stroke my cock. This intense stimulation prompted me to slide my hands down her body, teasing feverishly under her skirt and seeking to return the feeling of pleasure to her pussy, My hand slipped into her panties and i could instantly feel the arousal of her clit as my fingers felt the silky wetness and used it begin to rub her along the length of her pussy. After a little teasing my fingers slipped inside her, she moaned, held me more tightly, and stroked me with more vigour.
The moment was quickly escalating as the flame of desire and lust overcame both of us. We moved up the beach to the softer and dry sand. I found a spot and drew Kira down onto me as I sat on the sand. She straddled me as I hitched up her skirt. She tugged at, and then lowered my shorts and underwear. My hard cock was proud and erect in the night. As she hovered over me I slide my hand into her panties and pulled them to the side. She was already very wet.
I put my hands on her hips and held her above me. I lowered her slightly and my cock was poised and pressing against her pussy lips. I looked up at her big brown eyes, they were glistening and looked like they belonged in the night sky above. She smiled and the waves of desire and longing I had felt for this girl came flooding into me. I gently lowered her, slowly, slowly down onto my cock.
I watched the expression on her face intently as I entered her. The cheeky smile, the roll of her eyes, the little dimples on her cheeks, her hair that was like a majestic mane that the lights of the night shone through.
All the way down. Completely inside her. I held her tight, savoring the feeling of being totally intimately connected. Her breasts pressed firmly against me. I slowly helped her rise from the hips and she slide delicately up the shaft of my cock before reaching the top and re-entry to once again descend.
She began slowly but surely riding me – up and down the shaft, each time pushing through her pussy lips and then hard against her cervix at the bottom. The feeling of beauty within those moments were delirious, but this was now changing as carnal desire, lust and the urge to fuck began to take over.
I began to match Kira’s downward movement with a harmonious upthrust. She moaned sweetly on the receipt of each push. Each moan grew louder and each thrust became harder. Kira’s eyes were rolling hard and her orgasm was approaching. Little shudders, contortions across her face. It rose, and subsided and then rose again and this time her legs shook slightly, and i felt her squeeze me with her thighs.
She shuddered and then collapse on me, her hair was strewn across me, she muttered longingly, cum in me, I really want you to. The words filled me with a euphoric sense of the moment being completely perfect. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tightly. I came hard inside her, not with a spasmodic jerk , but with more a controlled and deliberate action. Love, not lust, filled her and it felt serene. I held her for several minutes until rolling her onto her side. We both got up and dusted of the sand and straightened our clothes.
After the intensity and raw emotion of the last half hour there was a little outburst of endorphins from both of us as we playfully resumed to walk along the beach. Kira was smiling and moving in an almost glee like state and I was adorning her and admiring how pretty she looked in the moonlight.
It was now getting quite late. When we got to the far southern end of the beach, we climbed the stairs leading to seats that overlooked Kirra Beach. We sat on the one of the bench seats that looked out over the sand and water. She placed her head on my chest and I put my arm around her.
We cuddled closely as we looked out over the beach. I glanced down at her for just a moment and allowed all my senses to drench in the sight of her pretty face in the moonlight, her look of happiness, the aroma of her hair and body, the moonlight and the sounds of crashing surf. Powerful wells of emotion stirred and I could feel my whole body react with waves that screamed of ‘this girl is the one.’
We sat embraced for what was maybe an hour and we welcomed the first light of day and then the brilliant reds of the sun rising over the Pacific Ocean and progressing to the whole light of the morning. An experience that Kirra Beach has each and every day, but on this day I shared with my own Kira.
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