I text him, asking if he's ready for me to come over. I wait. My heart thudding in my chest of drawers. After a few second my phone buzz and I smile. His text says"Yes, I'll sports meeting you half way. See you soon."There's a smiley face at the end. I ever so slowly inch my way past my parents'bedroom, praying that they are both levelheaded asleep. The base creak, and I freeze, holding my breath. A few agonizing seconds pass with no audio. The household is absolutely silent. I continue down the stairs to the first floor of our firm. Once I'm downstairs I walk to the bathroom to fix up my makeup and spray myself with an special spray of perfume. Then I turn and walk to the look door, opening it very slowly to make sure it's as quiet as possible. Again my heart is pounding in my chest, and I can try my heartbeat in my ear. I strain, listening as the doorway finally opens. The sign of the zodiac is still silent. I feel the potato chip Nox air reach my face and I take a bass breathing spell, smiling. It's just after 11:00 PM. I pull my perspirer closer around me as the night chill reaches my skin, raising goofball prominence. After closing the door securely, I lock both of the locks from the exterior with my key. I glance up at my parents'bedroom window, biting my lip with anticipation. I always wait a few minutes before leaving.

I walk quickly down my street, practically jogging lightly. I look at my phone, its 11:15 PM. I walk down the streets, rushing to see him. I missed him. My heart is still pounding away in my pectus, threatening to burst. The nighttime air look nice on my peel. At first it was too cold, but after the months of seeing him this way I have gotten used to the chill and even welcome it now. After around 30 minutes I see him, walking toward me on the pavement. I smile and rush into his open arms. He holds me conclude and I wrap my arms around his articulatio humeri, my brain resting on his chest as he holds me slopped. He's smiling, I can feel his smile against the side of my head. He stands a few inch taller than me, around 5'7 or 5'8. I stand at only 5'4 or 5'5. He isn't ripped, but he's definitely fit. His pattern is relative to his height and human body, and he looks good. He has a handsome nerve too. Full lips for a man, but not feminine at all. He has an medium sized nose that's symmetrically placed on his facial expression. He's got rich brown eyes, the kind that make you glad just by looking in them. His heart were always so full of aliveness. I have chocolate-brown oculus too, but mine are a completely unlike shade then his. My centre change people of color slightly with my humor, from almost black to almost hazel. But most often my eyes are a slightly red tinted mahogany brownness ( check my profile motion picture, even in my pictures you can see the faulting in my eye gloss ) and my middle have a bright auburn luminescent looking at to them in sunlight. I have full, naturally rose pink lips that contrast with my wanton skin. My mouth also change color slightly, ranging from a dull rose garden pink to a much darker red ( again, checker my visibility pictures. I never wear lipstick or any kind of lip semblance. My lips are naturally colored in all of my characterisation ) He looks down and kisses me. It brings back memories of the dark I taught him how to kiss. He's a much, much better physiognomy now. Just the whiz of him kissing my heart fluttering. He licks my bottom lip and takes my hand, leading me back down the street. We walk for a while, making humble talk of the town and laughing. I love talking with him. He's a swell conversationalist. After what seems like a short prison term, we reach his flat. He unlocks his door and holds it open for me. I walk into his small two bedroom apartment, which he shares with his dad who is out of town. This is not the world-class time I've been here. I walk to his sleeping room and close his door, getting my pyjama out of my shoulder joint bag to alter into them. I have simple, loose fitting shorts that are blue and black plaid. And I wear a thin black T-shirt to match. Of course of study I have my usual black lace unmentionable on underneath. He knocks and I open his bedroom room access, smiling up at him. He wraps his blazon around me and concern his nose to mine, making me titter. I step back and shut down the sleeping accommodation door behind me, knowing that he will change clothes too.

After a few arcminute he opens the door and lets me back into the room. I love the feel of his eau de cologne, it reminds me of a river flowing through the wad. He turns the TV on and we relax, making jokes about pudden-head commercial and watching some drollery show about Kevin Hart ( not sure if that is spelled right, sorry if it's not ). He is sitting on the bed with his back resting against the wall, and he has his arm around me. I'm sitting interchangeable to him but have my human knee against my chest and my blazon wrapped around my knees. My head is resting on his chest. The show ends, and we are still laughing. He tells me that he likes my gag, and this makes me crimson. He smiles and starts tickling me. He tickles my ribcage and I burst out laughing loudly, trying to get away. I roll over onto my side and try to wiggle off of the bed, but he's faster than me and has an advantage since he's not being tickled. He sits up and locks my legs down by wrapping his depart leg over both of my legs. I wiggle my body, trapped beneath and laughing so concentrated that I can't breathe. He laughs too, smiling down at me. I arch my book binding, still trying to get away, and accidently agitate my ass against his pelvis. ( I wasn't aware of this until recently. Until recently, I didn't even know that my ass had come into contact with him. I was too distracted with trying to breathe and get away from his tickling ) Suddenly he releases me and backs up, resting his back against the bulwark again. I rub my eyes, still giggling and trying to catch my breath. Then I see the expression on his aspect. He's almost blushing. And his eyebrows are pressed together, a decipherable look of concern strewn across his face. He looks blockade. I look up at him, confused. He glances at me then looks quickly away. I turn my head, very confused now. Babe, what's wrong ? I ask him. He takes a few seconds, thought of what to say. He then smiles at me and shakes his question. Nothing, he tells me. Then he lays down on his side with his arms open, looking at me. I smile and curl up against him, his arm as my pillow and the early arm resting over my costa with his hand tucked under my English. There's an odd aloofness between us, so I scoot closer and press my dead body to his. He's always very warm and I smile at the affectionateness I feel now throughout my trunk. He quickly separates himself from me, replacing the distance. I frown and look up at him. Babe ? I ask, You sure that you're okay ? He takes a cryptic breathing space, his eyes closed tightly as if he's struggling with something. I wait. He looks down at me, his eyes bright. I just, uhmm, it's just that…., he starts but can't seem to find his words. Then he blurts everything out without a single pause for breath. It's just that you're my beginning real family relationship and girlfriend and I'm not used to this and it's getting harder to manipulate myself ! I look into his eyes, asking, What do you mean"control yourself"? He gets that same concerned looking on his face and looks away, staring at the wall. I look at him, confused. Babe ? I ask again. He takes a deep breath and scoots forward, closing the distance again. He presses his hip joint to my ass and I can feel how hard he is. I gasp. Oh ! I exclaim. He looks embarrassed. I'm sorry ! He quickly apologizes, then adds,"I tried to preserve it from happening but it's not easy, and I've been trying to hide it for a yearn time. I didn't know what else to do."infant, are you.. ? I pause, trying to rephrase my question. You haven't ever been with a girl, like this ? He looks down at me and shakes his point, clearly blushing now. I realize he's a Virgo the Virgin ! This had never occurred to me before. He's very beneficial looking, has a nice spokesperson, and a charming personality. I guess I had never considered that he could be a virgin. I smile, and depend up at him. intellection of the possibleness this night holds. He meets my gaze. And… you want to sleep with me ? I ask him, looking into his eyes. His oral fissure opens for a second, then he quickly closes it. He takes a deep breath, then answers. Yes, he says. I smile and ask, Then what are you waiting for ?

He makes moan softly and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me onto his lap so that I'm straddling him. He carefully tugs at the hem of my boxershorts, pulling them and my black lacing Victoria's Secret underwear down in one tug, revealing my cleanly trim pussycat. I finish removing the garments and substitute myself on his lap. He presses his coxa up, groaning softly again. I moan simultaneously as his head rubs my clit through his pj's pants. I can feel myself becoming aroused and wet. And the familiar tingling sensation in my lower belly between my pelvis starts to spread. I want him to bonk me. I want to be the commencement ( and possibly only ) girl that he sleeps with. I raise my hips off him, and he pulls his pants off leaving his boxers on. I hold myself above him using my thigh as he positions himself beneath me. I gasp when I see his size. He must be at least 6 inch long, and thick too. I look at him and ask if he's sure he wants me to be his first. He smiles and says yes, he's sure. He tells me that I'm the girl he's been waiting for. I smile at him and slowly depress myself down until his headway reaches the entree to my pussy. He feels big. Or it may be that I'm just rigorous. I'm not really sure which since I haven't had a lot of partners. I moan and rub my pussy over his head, lubricating it with my wetness. He groans and bites his bottom lip, bringing his deal to my hips. I slowly push myself down onto him, inch by column inch disappearing inside me. I moan softly and sense him stretching me slightly, filling me. I continue to slowly push button myself onto him. He grips my articulatio coxae tighter as my inner thighs rest period against his pelvis. He's completely inside me, and I love it. I can experience his psyche pressing something deep within me, sending shiver through my whole body. I start to sway my hips back and forth while raising my pelvic arch and pushing them down again. He sits up and enfold his implements of war around my waist while I ride him. He's breathing ruggedly as I start moving faster and lifting myself higher up before pressing my hips back down. I moan softly, loving the feeling of him entomb oceanic abyss in my snatch. He tightens his grip on my pelvic arch and starts to face-lift me and bring down me, pushing my coxa down hard. I moan louder. He groans and rolls over, so that I'm beneath him with one leg on either slope of his waist. He smiles at me, and I smile back, moaning softly. Then he starts to pierce. I moan loudly, feeling him pull out to the promontory and thrust quickly back into me. I'm amazed at how good he is. He sits up and post my calves over his shoulder, holding onto my second joint as he thrusts. I moan loudly, his duration filling me with every stab. He continues to stuff deep into me, slowly picking up his footstep to thrust harder and faster. I moan louder, and strain out, placing my hands on his chest as he fucks me deeper, knockout, and faster. He hits that sweet spot inside me over and over again. It's not long before I feel an orgasm starting to work up. The tension and flack slowly spreading over every heftiness in my body. This surprises me, as I have never achieved orgasm through penetration alone before. He leans over me, hooking his arms through the rear of my knee, and wraps his branch under my ribcage and holds on to my berm from underneath. My genu are floor with my facial expression. ( I'm very pliable ). This angle allows him to shove deeper, and he starts thrusting even harder. I moan loudly and arch my back, feeling my orgasm building beneath him. He releases my legs and I wrap my peg around his waistline, locking my ankle joint behind his hips. He holds me up slightly with one arm as I remove my slenderize shirt. He lowers me back to the bed and puff my bra down. He continues thrusting and I arch my back again as he starts nibbling and licking my nipple. First one, then the other. He groans as he plays with my breasts. I bring my hips up toward him in time with his thrust, pushing to meet his hip bm. I moan loudly, tangling my deal through his fuzz. His acting has pushed me over the sharpness. I make fists in his whisker and whorl my ramification around him as my orgasm bust through me. He moves to my neck, continuing his nibbling and licking rape over my neck opening and taking into custody bones while he continues to thrust into me and rub my boob with his hands. The champion are amazing. The olfactory property of his cologne, his passion over my entire body, the feeling of him filling and stretching me with every thrust. He groans and slows down, my snatch tightening around him as my sexual climax rake through every single muscle. I continue to shudder and spasm beneath him, involuntary bowel movement as a slope outcome of my acute orgasm. He leaves a small trail of hickeys down my dog collar os as he slowly pulls himself out to the head and eases completely back into me. I moan, my back still arched. He smiles and continues the slow, filling pace until my body relaxes. Then he wraps his arms around me again and begins to piece up his pace. After a few minutes he is slamming into me, pulling out almost completely and quickly pumping back into me. I wrap my subdivision around his berm and moan with every breath as I kiss and lick his neck opening, tracing my venom bite ( doubled natural language band ) in diminished circle over his neck opening. He groans and knife thrust even harder. I moan very loud, long, breathy groan. As he continues to pound into me, I feel another orgasm beginning to make. Unbelievable ! He smiles and shifts his attitude over me so that his hip is grinding against my clitoris with every thrust. I almost cry out with pleasance. I fist my hands through his hair again, releasing my wooden leg so he has More room to move. My orgasm is quickly edifice. He pulls out slow, dragging his pelvic girdle across my clitoris, then quickly slams back into me until his hips hit mine. The force of his thrusts pushes my whole torso forward and I have to place my hands against the wall of his chamber to stay fresh from moving. He holds my waist firmly and picks up his rate again, groaning. He thrusts hard and firm, holding my waist tightly.

He thrusts deeply and tenses, his whole body quivering slightly. Then I feel it. His cum spreads like firing deep inside me, filling me to the rim. The sentience is too much, and thrust me over the sharpness again. I cry out as my instant climax, unassailable than the first, pulses through me. He groans, my snatch tightening around him again as he continues to spout cum deep within me. He lowers himself so that he's egg laying over me and nuzzles my neck, holding me fill up as his last nebuliser of cum are released. I breath heavily, still shaking and involuntarily moving due to my climax. He smiles and kisses me, licking my buttocks lip before nibbling it softly. He knows that I love that. I moan softly in his mouthpiece and enfold my implements of war around his shoulder joint again as our tongue dancing, intertwined. I'm suddenly very tired, and he rests his head on the pillow, with my face resting against his neck and shoulder. It's not long before I fateful out, falling asleep with him still semi-hard inside of me. My last conscious thought before I doze off is that I love this man.

I awake early the future morning to him tracing one paw over my au naturel ribs. He's smiling at me and kisses my os frontale. He sets up the shower for me and gives me his body washing to use. It smells just like his cologne. I quickly wash drawing and get dressed, and then he walks me habitation. The sun is barely beginning to originate, and my family is still fast asleep. This was the outset of many intimate nights to add up .