The Concert

I'm Will, I just graduated college with five of my just friends. We all got our degrees in theatre and had programme to motivate to California eventually. California being as expensive as it is, that would obviously take some fourth dimension to save money up, especially for me since I had planned on moving to Chicago up until six month before gradation. The but one of us who was able and set to move right after commencement was Mariah, who moved out there in the middle of the summer right after graduation. She had had her meat set on CA for years, and if one of us was going to piddle it as an actor out there it was going to be her. Not only because of her represent power, but she is just one of the most beautiful mass I've ever laid my centre on. But, Thomas More on that later. Our early friend Casey and her boyfriend eventually made their way out there at the end of that summer. Jake and Kim, who were dating, had stayed in the Ithiel Town where we all went to college while he worked his trade job and Kim worked at the children's theatre on campus, and Jordan was staying out his term of a contract there before making the jump out after the New yr. That just left me, who had moved back home to TX with my parents so I could save money and eventually make my own way out to Calif.. But I still went out and visited in the interim when I had the extra money and clip.

We all had a grouping confab, and a breeze radical and we talked almost everyday since gradation. We still do. One day in the early declivity, Mariah comes in hot into the group text,"Oh my God ! Sara Bareilles is playing the Hollywood bowlful on November 2nd ! ! !"Now, if you couldn't tell Mariah is a HUGE Sara Bareilles fan. Loves her music, loves Waitress the musical, loves her as a person, and she'd never seen her in concert. All of us clamored in with our own rendering of,"You should get tickets !"However, as the weeks went on and the show got closer, Mariah was having trouble finding someone to go with. Not that, she didn't know how to take care of herself, but she still didn't want to go by herself, plus result are more fun if you have someone else to go with. We asked if some of the other people we graduated with who were already out there were available to go, but Mariah said they were either in use or she didn't think they'd be interested. So, I did what any friend who loves music and traveling would do. I checked my banking concern invoice and work agenda. I had just enough trim money to yield a round trip in and out of LAX, and I had already taken the end of that week off, the concert was on Saturday, from work to love my birthday which was the day before the concert. I found a flight that landed in LAX at midnight on Friday night, and I told Mariah that as long as she was willing to pick me up and drop me off at the airport I'll be out there."Oh my God, yes ! Of course, yesssss I'm so emotional ! ! It'll be so lots fun !"was her response over text. I liked Sara Bareilles, but I was no where near the fan that Mariah was. But I love California, and eff to see my friends, and it would be a great birthday portray to myself.

The next week went by the same as any other, boring as hell, at least Thursday was Halloween and Friday was my birthday. So I at least had a pretty fun end of the week to face forward to, before my flight. Finally, Friday evening rolled around and I packed my bag and got prepare to drive to the airport. I wore my flying clothes, which consisted of track drawers, an old sodality shirt, and some well-heeled mooring on tennis brake shoe. Now, I guess I should tell you about myself, I'm not some guy with tear up abs, and ripped blazonry, and the perfect face. I'm kinda just your average looking guy. I'm fit, I was an athlete in college as well, and I go to the gym four times a week and eat fairly well for the most part. I'm about six feet tall, with some decent muscle musical note, you can see my arms and my abs and nicknack, but I'm not shredded like I said. I've got a bit of a round face, although it's gotten more shapely since I've finally lost some of the weight that college puts on you. I've got some moderately farsighted scruffy pilus and a lilliputian bit of scruff on my fount. So I looked like your typical, relatively fit guy in comfortable travel attire. Oh, and much like the eternal sleep of me, my gumshoe is pretty average as well. It's about medium length, around six inches give or hold, norm thickness, but I know how to use it and it gets the job done. Plus I have other putz in my arsenal that make up for what I may miss down below.

I got to the airport pretty early, it was kind of a pick your toxicant. Do I leave early on and get there pretty early and bolt down time or do I pass some more fourth dimension at home but then sit in Friday evening traffic hoping I'm not of late. I chose the quondam. Luckily my logic gate was right next to one of those airport wine-colored bars, so I was able to throw a couple of glasses of wine and kill the duplicate clock time I had waiting for my flight. I knew I didn't want to drink too very much though, because I was going to be able to get swallow in first class. Unrelated, but, I've learned that if you're going to travel, one of the thing you should expend the additional money on, if you've got it, is a first/business class seat. It really makes a big deviation in the flight experience.

The flight was uneventful, as one would hope, I had a couple more drinking glass of wine on the flight, ate the snacks they brought me and then knocked out for a few hours. Finally, I was awoken by the Captain making the announcement to cook for landing. We made our way to the gate, I grabbed my bag and got off. I called Mariah as I was walking down the terminal,"Okay, great ! I'm coming up to the arrival pick up mightily now."I made my way out to the curb, as her Honda Fit pulled up. I threw my bag in the back, and hopped in the social movement passenger seat."Hi crony ! ! !"She exclaimed as we gave each other an awkward car hug, and drove off to her apartment. We got to her apartment around 1:15AM, we didn't have to worry about waking anyone up. Her roomy, that we also graduated with, were both gone. Katy was spending the weekend camping with her boyfriend, and Jeff was watching his parents stead with his girlfriend while they were out of town for the weekend. So Mariah and I broke open a bottle of wine that she had, and sat at their dining room table and talked for about an hour. We talked about work, how life-time was going, and then a little bit of personal things. Mariah and I were pretty close and able to be pretty open with each other. We both have talked about our shitty racetrack records when we were in college, as far as the type of citizenry we chose to date and sleep with. I was talking about how I was having trouble finding potentially interested adult female outside of the controlled surroundings that was our small university.

"Yeah, but you're an attractive guy, you've been working out. You know how to deal womanhood. Any fair sex would be lucky to be with you."I thanked her, but didn't take anything early than a friendly sentiment. However, there was a breakout in the conversation and I looked at her while she looked down at her headphone, and something in me switched. The way the fluorescent illumination bounced off her glistening farseeing brown hair, and her beautiful, perfectly smooth tan skin. Mariah was half Mexican, so she had that beautiful barge café au lait tone to her skin. I had always thought Mariah was a beautiful young fair sex, who could get any guy she wanted. But I had never thought about her in a romantic and lustful way. Until now. Even just her sitting there in her Zane Grey sweatpants and melt off but loose perch orangeness v neck t shirt, with barely any war paint on, she was still one of the most beautiful, and sexy people I'd ever laid my eye on. I could experience myself start to shift under the tabular array, as pedigree started to occupy my putz. And my track pant weren't doing me any favor. I downed the quietus of my chicken feed of vino and tried to relax. Mariah and I fell back into conversation for another ten minutes or so before we both started to feel exhausted. Especially me dealing with the two-hour fourth dimension change from TX to California.

Mariah set me up on the couch, which was just long enough to fit my six-foot skeleton. She brought me an extra pillow and blanket from her room. However, her being 5'6 ”, her blanket was a minuscule bit small."If, that blanket is too short or anything just come let me know and I'll give you another one."I said I could probably wee-wee it work, and thanked her again for picking me up and letting me sleep on her couch."Of row, thanks for coming out here ! I love getting to see you, and I'm so excited for tomorrow night !"With that she retired to her room. But, as she alluded to, the blanket was too short-circuit for me. I gave it the college try, I angled it from nook to corner, I curled up into a orchis, I kept it covering my feet and left my speed consistency exposed. But it was just too small-scale of a blanket. I got up from the couch and turned around and I could still see some get off coming from around the box behind the couch where Mariah's way was, so she was still arouse.

"Hey, Mariah"I said as I came around the corner and did that affair where you tap on the door and it opens a little bit as you knock on it. As the doorway pushed undefendable, I could see Mariah laying on her bed, she had taken her shirt off and had on the purple sports bra that covered and perfectly shaped her round perky chest. Mariah didn't have big breasts, but they weren't small. I'd say probably on the bigger incline of a B cup, maybe small C's. But their bod, is what made them for me. I had never seen more perfectly shaped knocker, well over clothes at to the lowest degree. I had never actually seen them. Almost at the same time that I noticed she didn't have a shirt on, I noticed she had her bridge player down the inside of her Zane Grey sweat pants. But she was able to pull her hand out quickly, and it all happened so fasting that I wasn't sure that I had actually seen what I thought I had. I was pretty sure, but could my lustful mind have been playing legerdemain on me ? We both stood there just looking at each other for a minute, before I was finally able to falter out,"ehem, uhm, could I actually get another blanket. I tried to make it work, but it was just too small."

"Oh yeah, for certainly. Let me grab one."She said nonchalantly, and she got up off the bed and walked over to her water closet and pulled out another blanket. It seemed like she was trying to toy it off like maybe I didn't notice. I think both of us were still trying to affirm if I had seen what I had, or if we were both imagining. I thanked her and made my way out of her room and back to the couch. I laid back on the sofa, with my two blankets now cozily covering my whole consistency. But sleep didn't amount easy, as the range of Mariah in her sports bra with her hand down her sweat pants replayed over and over in my judgement. As well as questions. Being in dramatics you're going to see some people in their underwear from time to time in dressing rooms and knickknack. It happens, and Mariah and I had seen each other in underclothes when we were in a show together. But it was the hand in her drawers that had me questioning. Was she masturbating ? Did I really see that ? What was she thinking about ? Could she be thinking about me ? Probably not, but a guy can hope. Like I said, Mariah and I were finale and we had talked about pornography before and what we've watched. But in the way the I would talk to one of my guy friends about what we've watched on porn land site. But my creative thinker kept coming back to hoping she was thinking about me. Blood quickly filled my throbbing tool at that thought as it sprang to attention inside my track pants."Great,"I said to myself,"what am I supposed to do with this now ?"I rubbed myself a small bit over my track pants as my peter continued to shiver and jump at my touch. I picked up the pace and rubbed my dick faster. I was starting to fall back myself, a quiet little moan escaped my sassing when I realized that I was round to cum. Not only that, but I was going to cum inside my trouser. I pulled my hand away and clenched every muscle in my eubstance. I wasn't about to cum in my pants on Mariah's frame. A drop or two may give birth escaped, but my last second endeavour to hold it in was mostly successful. My underwear was still a small moistness from all the precum, but I'd rather that than actually cumming in my pants. With my dick the hardest it's ever been, and the paradigm of Mariah with her hand down her pant replaying in my read/write head, I finally drifted off to sleep.

I woke up to the unsettlingly loud chiming of my iPhone consternation, if you've got an iPhone you know the one. I scrambled to detect my telephone set hoping to not waken anyone else in the apartment. I threw the cover off frantically searching all areas of the frame until I found it squeezed between two cushions. I turned the alarm off and waited in silence to see if I had woken anyone. I then remembered that other than Mariah, no one else was rest home. I relaxed realizing that I hadn't interrupted anyone else's sleep by the sound of it, and moved to get up off the couch feeling the dampness still on my underwear."Guess I know what I was dreaming about finish night."I said to myself. I looked at my phone, it was about 9:30AM, I knew Mariah probably wouldn't be awake for another hour or two, so I was kind of on my own out here until then. I went into the kitchen and found some testis, and started to whip those up, making some extras in case Mariah wanted some.

A little while later Mariah came out of her room in the same grey sweatpants and loose orange v neck she had worn the previous day. My judgment instantly shot back to last Night when I saw her with her hand down her sweatpants. But I was able-bodied to pluck myself back to world.

"Wow, this smells really good."She said

"Thanks I used some of the ball and spice and whatnot y'all had here. I hope that was okay."

"Oh definitely, Jeff is really the merely one that consistently eats eggs anyway."She said with a chortle. We sat at the table with our breakfast and talked about what the plan for the day was. Mariah had the day off of work, so we could really do whatever we wanted to kill time until the concert that night. We decided we'd chill for a little while and then go get lunch and maybe do something in the early afternoon, since the concert wasn't until 7PM. We went back to her room and I sat in the big chair she had, and she laid on her bed and we turned on the Modern time of year of Big lip. Say what you will about the show, we think it's hilarious. However, I could sense some kind of tension in the room. Not in a bad way, and it wasn't so tense you could cut it with a knife. But it was there. So I decided to try and break the tension,"Hey, I'm sorry I kinda walked in on you last Night. I totally didn't mean value to do that, I should've knocked and waited."

"Oh, don't even worry about it. I left the doorway cracked and I should've closed it all the way. I usually leave my shirt on whenever mortal is over. I was just so tired I instinctively took it off. But it's not a big deal, you've seen me in a bra before."She said alluding to the show we were in together back in college. But I noticed she made no mention of her bridge player down her pant. She really didn't think or know I had seen her. Then the dubiety crept into my head, maybe I hadn't actually seen her. Maybe my lustful mind was playing caper on me. And although I know it happens, I started to find a little bad and shamefaced for thought process of one of my nighest Friend in that way. But I just couldn't assist it. The opinion was there, and it was growing.

After a few Thomas More sequence of Big Mouth, we decided to bulge out getting ready for lunch. She let me use the shower first since I was the Edgar Albert Guest,"Just leave the door cracked a little bit, otherwise the steam will progress up and make everything in there super damp."She told me, which was fine, that's what I do at home as well. I went into the bathroom and turned the water on, got it nice and hot, stripped down and I noticed my gumshoe started to well up. My subconscious knew what was coming. I stepped into the shower, and as soon as the glass shower door shut I realized I had forgotten to snap up a towel."It's alright,"I thought to myself,"the great unwashed usually have that little cabinet in the bathroom with towels in it anyway."With that thought, I proceeded on with my business. I didn't want to postulate too long, since I wasn't the one who paid the water government note. Plus I didn't have a go at it how often longer I'd be able to await. So, I lathered up some soap, reached down finding that my pecker was already straight out and hard as a rock and I started to stroke myself. I started stroking slowly with my bequeath hired man adding in a circular movement as I went up and down my putz. After maybe thirty seconds of stroking myself, if that long, I knew this wasn't going to need much longer. I reached down to tickle the underside of my Ball a footling bit, and I felt a little groan come out from between my lips. I started to pick up the tempo just a little bit, as I continued to bet with my balls. I felt them start to tighten up, and I knew my sexual climax was impendent. As I felt it start to get up through my body and into my shaft, I let out another moan, this clip it was audible. And then I felt it, my orgasm rocked through my body. I started to dissipate my cum all over the story of the shower as I reached the height of my orgasm I moaned,"Mariah"as forget me drug after rope of dense cum shot out of my dick and on to the shower floor. I kept stroking and cumming until I felt my knees get rickety and almost couldn't stand anymore. Just as I was recovering there was a knock on the bathroom door,"Hey, I realized I forgot to make you a towel."Mariah said her beautiful voice coming through the cracked door.

"Oh, thanks I'll come grab it -- -"

"I'll just drop it inside the -- -"We both said simultaneously as I opened the rain shower doorway to step out, and she opened the bathroom door to drop the towel. There was no hiding anything. There I was half stepped out of the exhibitor fully naked, my still semi-erect pecker dangling as Mariah and I both just stared at each other. I slowly reached a manus out and grabbed the towel,"…thanks"I said trying to keep the step luminousness and not make it sound like I wanted to cringe under a rock and die."Mhmm"Mariah said as she slowly backed out of the bathroom and went back to her room. I went back into the rain shower and finished up, washing my hair trying not to think about the fact that Mariah had just seen me butt ass naked. I got out and dried off and brushed my teeth and went to put clothes on. Only to realize that the pants that I had grabbed out of the laundry before I left home were not mine. But my female parent. Who is considerably shorter than I am. So I put my track pants and baggy shirt back on, and went to knock on Mariah's door. She said that there was a mall five minutes away from where we were going to get lunch. Mariah showered, and got dressed in a pair of denim and a t-shirt,"I'll go shopping too, you know in solidarity."She said with a laugh, however being a shopaholic myself, I couldn't put up much of an contestation.

We went to this hamburger eating place in LA, as a good deal as Mariah and I pay attention to eating well and healthy, both of us have a weakness for Warren E. Burger. After we order, we're both just kind of sitting there, almost as if we're avoiding conversation or eye contact. Finally, it's Mariah this clip that breaks the tension,"Hey, I'm sorry about walking in on you this time. I should've just left it outside the bathroom or something. I just didn't want you to have to come up and get it from outside the—"

"How much did you, uhm, see ?"I interrupted her. There was a suspension,"…everything."She replied.

"Good good…great…"I said, not trying to go mortified as I could feel my font start to turn bright red.

"Don't be embarrassed,"she said comfortingly,"it's not like I've never seen a dick before, duh."

"Yeah, but you'd never seen mine !"I said jokingly but also defensively,"And, like, if you were ever gon na see it, this isn't exactly the ideal scenario"I laughed."But, I saw you last night, so I guess it's only fair."

She laughed in response,"If it's any consolation, yours looked pretty nice and was well groomed."

"well thank you, I do what I can."With that our food came, and the tenseness and my superfluity had subsided. We were able to bask our tiffin and fountainhead off to the mall. Both of us being shopaholics like I said, it took all of what we had to not buy everything we wanted. I finally settled on going into expressage. I got myself a couplet of deeply amobarbital sodium reduce fit jeans and a two-toned gray floral patterned button down shirt. Then we went over to Francesca's, which was also where Mariah worked so she got a nice bank discount as well. She had grabbed an armful of kit, and she mode showed them for me. Coming in and out of the dressing way to do a little manner of walking and bout for me. Some were nasty turnout that accentuated her fragile form and nice perky ass, others were forgetful that showed her beautiful slender pegleg, or low cut and showed her shapely breasts. I was giving honest advice about what I thought looked adept and a direction for her to go in. But I was also really enjoying the sentiment. She finally settled on a sky blue jump suit, which was just a dissimilar colour of another jump suit she had tried on before so she didn't fashion show this one for me. I honestly could not await to see it on her.

We still had a petty bit of time to stamp out, so we went back to her apartment to convert and freshen up before we made our way to the locus. I shaped my hair and threw a little Sir Thomas More pomade in it, added another spritz of cologne and changed and I was ready. I sat down at the table while I waited for Mariah to finish up getting ready. About five minute before we needed to lead, she comes out and my jaw almost hits the level. She's got her composition done perfectly, from the eyeshadow to the lipstick it's all perfect. The red of her backtalk isn't an overpowering fire engine red, but not a maroon or burgundy. It's a beautiful deep red. And the sky blue jumpsuit accented her skin perfectly. The light tan of her skin paired with the sky wild blue yonder was a grotesque compounding. The jump suit wasn't too sozzled but accentuated the build of her body. You could see all of her natural curved shape as well as the petite thinness her body had. It was just low cut enough to point off the top of her perfectly shaped chest, but you could see their embodiment and perkiness. As she turned it hung to her hips just enough to show her shapely and perky one shot ass. Her long brownness hairsbreadth was sheeny it could blind soul, and it was loosely curl up just enough that it wasn't a boring flesh. And her little run of hair that didn't have any pigment laid perfectly down the side of meat of her side. And then I was always a sucker for the gold poke ring she wore. She preferred the ring to a rivet, and I had to agree. She looked perfective tense. She giggled as she saw me with my mouth literally wide assailable when she did her twirl in front of me. She put her shoes on that had just a little bit of a heel to them and flipped her whisker over her shoulder to look back at me,"When you put your tongue back in your mouth and are set up to go, let me know."She said and smiled at me, with her perfectly straight shiny whitened teeth. I laughed, and started to get up, clenching a musculus in my leg as blind drunk as I could in a futile endeavour to foreclose an erection. However, wearing jeans, there wasn't really anywhere for it to go. I followed Mariah through the corridors of her apartment down to the garage, not knowing if I should stare at her long hair swishing back and Forth or her ass swaying back and forth in front of me. I resigned to just go back and forth, before I decided I'd been behind for too long and took a yoke of great steps to see up.

We drove through the streets of LA making our way to the Hollywood bowling ball for the concert, listening to euphony talking, gossiping, laughing and enjoying the troupe of each other. We finally got to the locale and parked, we got out and walked to the dividing line to get in. Showed our ticket and as we entered I offered my arm, which a fiddling bit to my surprise, she took and we walked through the bowels of the Hollywood stadium. First check, bar. We both got red wine-coloured, we walked up into the standpoint and found our seats. We sat down, and cheersed our wine-colored and drank. We killed time for about ten hour until the show started. Mariah spent the entirely show standing, and cheering and singing and dancing in our short sphere. I danced a short bit and Panax quinquefolius to the songs I knew the lyric to, but Mariah was obviously the bigger fan. I ran down and grabbed us each another glass of wine, and I found myself dancing a little to a greater extent, and edging a piddling closer to Mariah. And her edging a little closer to me. We weren't drunk, barely even buzzed, but our inhibition were starting to get scummy. It was when she played a slow Song that things changed a picayune bit. We were both just kind of standing and swaying to the music when we bumped each other. We looked at each former for a minute, and I offered her my hand. Seeing all the couples around us doing some variation of whatever slow saltation they could in the cramped area where our nates were, I thought that she deserved to be able-bodied to trip the light fantastic toe with someone if she wanted to, even though we weren't actually dating. She took it and I pulled her in to me and we took whatever slow dancing measure we could for the duration of the call. We may get just been swaying like middle schoolers at a dance, but it was courteous to actually dance with and obligate mortal. Even if it was just a practiced booster. But I noticed that she was looking at me a little bit differently, and I could recount I was seeing her a bit dissimilar as well. Her brown eyes could see right into my soul, and they glowed and sparkled in that beautiful Calif. night. The birdsong ended, and we held each other for an redundant moment before releasing. There were a few to a greater extent birdsong and we went back to dancing and Mariah went back to singing. But we stayed close to each other, each one of us sometimes making purposeful touch to make sure the early soul was still there.

The show finally ended and as we made our way back to the car, I again offered her my arm, which she took without hesitation. We made it back to the car, and feeling bold, I made the proffer. I turned to her,"Nightcap ?"

"I was just about to paint a picture that."She replied with a smile

We drove back in the direction of her flat and found a pretty chill, well cool down for a late Sat night, couch off Ventura. Really cool vibe, slightly upscale, but very laid back. We found a fiddling John Wilkes Booth against the wall, I asked her which side she wanted, thinking I'll just take the other side. But she sat down on the booth side and pulled me next to her. A waitress came by and took our potable Holy Order and we ordered some Gallic fries as well. Mariah got an amaretto sour and I got a white Russian. Our drinkable and food came and we talked and reminisced about our clock time in college and how we didn't know how wide-eyed and slow we really had it. Then we talked about the concert,"Thank you for coming out here, I'm really felicitous you came. The concert was so fun, and I'm glad I had you to trip the light fantastic with."

"Anytime,"I responded,"I'm no where near as big of a Sara Bareilles fan as you are, but this has been one of the most fun nighttime I've ever had. And you can dance with me any time."She smiled at me, and me back at her and we just looked at each former. Even in the dim light of the lounge, I could see the light in her eyes. And the beautiful material body of her case. I had noticed she had been touching my arm more frequently since we'd been here, and now my head was going crazy."Do I do it ? Do I do it ? Do I do it ?"This was all happening in the matter of a twosome seconds, mind you. But, as I finally got the testicle to lean in to kiss her, the waitress interrupted,"Can I get you two anything else ?"

"I'm good as long as the lady is good."I said gesturing to Mariah. She said that she was good and the waitress left the tick. We paid and again walk arm in arm back to the car. We finally got back to her flat, we went into her room, just continuing the conversation we were having. I was standing near the door as she threw herself on all quaternary onto her bed, giving me a nifty eyeshot of her ass as the fabric of her jump suit was pulled against it. And an even in force vista as she slowly slid herself down onto her tummy and her ass grew tighter and tighter until the fabric was bunched up between the cheeks of her beautiful behind. As we finished the conversation, we agreed neither one of us was exceptionally pall and decided to watch a pic.

"What do you want to watch ?"I asked, it was November now, so Hallowe'en movies were out of time of year, and Mariah hates Thanksgiving, so I knew she would now be in Christmas mode.

"Hmm, what about…"she trailed off thinking,"what about Elf ?"

I readily agreed, Elf is one of my favorite Christmas movie and I'm a sucker for Zooey Deschanel."Let me go put on my comfy clothes real quick."I said

"Oooooo good idea !"She replied

I went out into the living room to put my data track pants and sloppy shirt back on. I had just taken my wallet and clobber out of my pockets and my shoes off when I hear Mariah call,"Hey volition, can you come unzip me real straightaway ?"I went back into Mariah's way to see that she had both of her weapon system contorted behind her back, yet still unable to grab the pocket-sized Au zipper to unzip her jumpsuit. I pulled it down for her and the top of the jumpsuit immediately fell from her shoulders as she turned to face me revealing a light spicy lacy bra, almost the same color as the jumpsuit covering her beautiful knocker. The exclusively thing that kept the jumpsuit from falling all the way to the floor was her hands that it had caught on its way down. I must have let out a gasp, because she turned to ask with a giggle"Are you okay ?"I just nodded and let out an audible ‘ mhmm ’."Great,"she replied as she dropped her hands and dropped the respite of the jumpsuit along with it. Revealing a matching light blue lace flip-flop that, barely yet perfectly, covered her snatch. That trilateral man of lace fabric was the lonesome thing keeping me from seeing her naked puss. It's a good thing that I hadn't had a hazard to change into my track pant yet, because if I thought terminal night on the couch was the hardest I had been I was sorely misidentify. I kind of just very obviously gawked at her, to which she replied,"You like them ?"All I could do was not in blessing,"Thanks, I got them as a set the other day and I'd been dying to jade them. What well occasion than tonight, right ?"As I turned to leave she stopped me again,"Oh, one Sir Thomas More thing. I guess I tweaked my shoulder or something reaching back for that zipper, so can you unhook my bra for me ?"I slowly walked back over to her, and she turned around. Revealing her bare ass to me. I had seen it in leggings and tight blue jean all throughout our meter in college, and I had seen it all night tonight. But this was the outset time I had seen it in person and it was just as troll and perky as I could've imagined. The only cover it had was the little bit of fabric between her cheeks covering her asshole. I just stared at her beautiful ass as I approached her, and reached up to unhook her bra. As I did so, she let the straps fall off her articulatio humeri and just pressed her arms by her position which held her bra in plaza. She stepped away and turned which caused her ass to move and I was hypnotized, until she said,"Thanks"and smiled at me which brought me back to reality very quick. And I smiled back and returned to the living room to change.

I threw on my track pants and baggy shirt and sat on the sofa for a minute trying to indite myself, I could finger precum already starting to tone down my underclothing. I knew my erection wasn't going away, but I had to try and extenuate it as much as possible. I was able to get my rock music solid dick to mince enough to my liking before going back into Mariah's room. I saw that she was in the like greyish sweatpants and light orange v neck t-shirt that she was in last nighttime, and had taken most of her makeup off. Although she was beautiful with makeup on, she was just as beautiful without it. As I made my way to the chairman in her room, I noticed she had thrown her clothes on it.

"Where would you like me to put these ?"I said, gesturing to her jumpsuit, bra and various other clothing token on the chairman

"Oh don't worry about those, you can come lay here if you want."She said with a motion of her own to the empty space on her bed next to her. And who was I to say no to a young charwoman as beautiful as her.

I threw myself down on the bed side by side to her and she started the pic. It wasn't long before we were both quoting and laughing at the altogether thing. As the movie went on, I noticed we had grown closer to each other. It wasn't one or the other, it was both of us, we were both close-fitting to the middle of the bed than when we first started. I also realized that she had started to cuddle her head against my shoulder. However, me being a guy and not able-bodied to shoot any sort of hint what so ever, but also wanting to be for certain, I played the long game. I moved my arm from my slope and put my hand behind my head, so my elbow joint created a dot. Mariah held her position for a little spell, but then she nuzzled her head close to my thorax. Then I went for the, ‘ I'm just stretching my arm'as I put my right arm completely out horizontal. She again nuzzled into my bureau. So I finally went for it and dropped my arm around her and she nuzzled her unit trunk into mine. I could palpate her warmth and her diffused pelt and her soft fuzz. We cuddled on her bed for a little while, just enjoying each other. I was just about to incline in to buss her when she paused the movie and interrupted,"So you caught me didn't you ?"

‘ Every fuckin fourth dimension'I thought to myself, but I looked at her not entirely for certain what she was asking.

"You caught me. survive night, like, you saw me."She said, now it made sense what she was asking. I kind of obviate my regard, and mumbled out,"Yeah I did, I wasn't going to say anything because I didn't know if you knew I had."

"wellspring, I didn't at first. But then I heard you in the shower bath this morning."I immediately felt my face get burnished red, knowing that she had heard me moan her epithet while I was masturbating in the shower. I tried to falter out something, anything, but no words came out of my rima oris. She laughed,"It's okay. It was queer because, I heard you but didn't think seeing just me in a sports bra would set you off. Because you've seen me in a bra before. So I tried to think back to if anything else happened, and that's when it hit me that I had been masturbating right as you walked in."I gave her a shy smiling and variety of just nodded a little bit.

"Did you like what you saw ?"She asked, I was taken aback by the query

"I…I didn't see a good deal, just, like, maybe a second"I stammered out

"But a second that was more than enough for you to replay in your head when you jacked off in the shower this morning."She said and she got closer to me and breathed in my ear. I could experience my already hard cock oozing precum."So, I'll ask again, did you like what you saw ?"she said in a lower but gravellier spokesperson into my ear and I looked at her and nodded and she giggled and said,"Good, because I liked what I heard. And then when I saw you in the exhibitor during our towel substitution, that was all I needed. I came back in here and got myself off while you were in the exhibitioner."And she ran her slender manicured fingers up the shaft of my gumshoe over my running gasp. And then she jumped on top of me, and pressed her lips against mine, our sass open as our clapper played with each other. Both of our breathing got fast and heavy as she began to travail her ardent sweatpants covered pussy over my dick still trapped by my course drawers. And my hands began to search, I ran my hands up her arms and all down her backbone. I went back up her back up underneath her shirt, with no bra strap anywhere to be found. Our tongues still played together, as my hands found their way to her perfectly buoyant ass. Even over sweatpants it was the best thing my hands have ever held. She began to run her mitt through my fuzz, and she reached down between us with one handwriting and started to rub the end of my hard turncock. A indulgent moan escaped my lip, to which I could palpate hers turn into a grin, as we continued to wee-wee out on her bed while she began to rub my prick through my underwear and track pants. Which were both now dampened by the immense amount of precum that had oozed out of my dick. She then snaked her hand down the social movement of my pants and inside my underwear and began to feel the head of my peter. I'm not a man that makes a lot of noise, but her soft hands were witching and moans were coming from me left and right, as she slowly stroked my shaft inside my pants. Then in one swoop she pulled my pants and underwear off, and broke the buss, which felt like the first clock time I had breathed in geezerhood, and she pulled my shirt off. Leaving me again, naked for her to see, only this meter I wasn't embarrassed. She returned her sassing to mine and our tongues played again for only a mo, as she began to kiss around my neck opening and whisper and breathe in my pinna,"I want to savor you,"she said with a easy moan into my ear. And with that she began to osculate her way down my neck opening, and down my bureau, giving my mamilla a little suck and flick with her tongue on the way down. She kissed and licked all around my waistline and hips, and my inner thighs. Getting ever so close to my hard throbbing cock, now standing at attention.

‘ Oooo, one for a tease, huh ? That'll come back to haunt you later.'I thought to myself with a grin. She began to kiss and cream around my balls, and underneath my balls. Which a little girl had never done to me before. She finally gave one foresighted lick from bottom to the head of my shot and absorb me in her wet warm sassing. She took almost my whole length on her way down the start time, like I said, I'm not huge but I still feel like that's a feat anyway. She began to bob her head up and down in a steady rhythm as her knife played with my shaft on the way up and down. She would come in up to the tip of the head, and just as I was about to be released from the suck of her mouth, back down she went. Taking the intact length of my throbbing turncock. She began to pump a hand up and down with her lip, adding in handbill motions. A woman after my own heart. Then she came up and began to play with the tip of my cock with her tongue as her hand began to tickle and make for with my balls. I knew my orgasm was coming as the feeling started to progress. Back down she went, as I felt my prick almost gag her at the back of her pharynx, she continued to tickle my balls as I felt them get to tighten. I started to run my hand through her soft Brown hair. And my moans got louder and became more stabilize. Until finally,"Oh god Mariah I'm gon na cum"I moaned as she went all the way down and I let out a long moan and began to irrupt inside her mouthpiece. My bridge player on her read/write head, almost holding her in seat, but she didn't try to incite as I heard her gulp rope after rope of my hot cum down her pharynx. An even inviolable orgasm than the one I had in the shower had just rocked my consistence, as Mariah gulped down every drop of cum I squirted into her mouth and down her throat. She even licked all over the tip and shaft and base of my now softening cock to guarantee that she didn't miss a drop-off. I didn't even wait for her to influence her way back up, I pulled her back up to me and pulled her face to mine and gave her the most passionate kisses I had ever given.

"That was the infrangible best blowjob I've ever had in my life."I said, once I was finally able-bodied to catch my breath and formulate thoughts again.

"Good, I'm happy it was,"she said with a giggle,"the nighttime is Whitney Young, definitely more where that came from."

"There definitely is."I replied as I began to snog her again, our glossa began to play and reacquaint themselves. And I pushed my thigh between her leg, right up against her pussy. I could find the warmth radiating from her pussy, and I could sense the wetness of it through her sweatpants. As I rocked my second joint back and Forth River on her slit, she began to meet me with her own grinding rhythm. She then pulled me on top of her as our kissing intensified. I continued to shake my thigh back and Forth River over her pussy before I finally broke our kiss and began to snog around her neck. I began to pull her shirt off, and confirming my thoughts from former, saw she wasn't wearing a bra. And right there in front of me was the most beautifully determine, perfectly buoyant twosome of knocker I'd ever laid my eyes on. Like I said, they weren't Brobdingnagian, but they weren't small. And her perfect Ni sized tit right in the heart of them. I couldn't maintain back any foresightful and began my oral assault on one of them while grabbing the nipple of the other one between my thumb and fore finger's breadth. I began to pinch and squeeze one nipple as I licked and sucked the other. And added in a short bit of tooth which elicited a squeal moan from Mariah. Her breath began to invigorate as I changed my ravishment from on white meat to the other. Finally satisfied with the work I had done, for now, I moved my buss down her stomach to her waist. I kissed and licked all around her shank. Beginning to return the tease favor. I rubbed her warm slit over her sweatpants, just enough for her to barely feel it. I then put my fingers inside the incline of her waistband and pulled her sweatpants down and off her slender tan ramification. I began to kiss and cream down the length of one leg and up the duration of the other. Her breathing hastened a little and little delicate moans began to head for the hills her backtalk. As I kissed and licked and nibbled all around her inner thighs her moans began to get more pressing, almost like a beg but without saying anything. Finally I ran my clapper along the length of her incision through those same scant Amytal lacing G-string pantie she had on earlier. I dove my typeface right into the middle of them to take in as mysterious a intimation as I could of her sweetened scent coming from that pussy. I began to rub her snatch over her panties, as her hips began to shake with the rhythm of my hand. After smelling her musk, I finally gave in and grabbed the thin waistband of her panty and pulled them down the length of her legs. I didn't even give her time to reset herself. I pried her pegleg apart and plunge straight down into her sweet shaven snatch."Oh fuck !"she moaned, as I caught her off guard. I licked up the full phase of the moon distance of her pussy all the way up until my tongue made contact with her little hood. I went up and down her slit a few times with just my knife, each time eliciting a moan from those sweet sass. Finally, I began to flick my tongue and caper with her button with my mouth. A long grateful groan was let out as she began to run her custody through my hairsbreadth and press my face into her slit. Her juices were flowing, and as I continued to lick and suck her clit I began to run my middle and closed chain finger up and down the duration of her dent. Feeling the high temperature radiating from her pussy I plunged my two finger into her as I sucked on her clit."Oh my screw god ! !"Mariah moaned, a minuscule bit quieter than a yell. I started pumping in and out, and then began to shift my fingers into a total hither motion. As I ran my finger tips along the amphetamine paries of her slit I felt the slight sponginess of her g-spot. Impressed by my own coordination, I began to continue to finger her g-spot and lick and suck her clit. My cock, now fully recovered, was rock hard and ready to go again. Mariah's moan became louder, quicker and to a lesser extent put together. As her hands running through my hair's-breadth began to pull up and crowd my grimace deeper into her pussy."Oh roll in the hay, oh fuck, oh fuck !"She screamed as she pushed my side so far into her pussycat I thought I might suffocate. I continued to lick her clit, and pump my finger's breadth in and out of her dripping wet pussy, rubbing her g-spot on each outlet."Oh shtup, Will, I'm gon na cum !"She screamed,"Oh my god I'M CUMMING I'M CUMMING"and she arched her back and hips, and then there was silence for a second. No movement, no breathing, no moaning. She was frozen in her arciform back mid-moan position. Not knowing what to do, I continued on. And then her orgasm racked her. She let out a long guttural consonant moan,"UUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNHHHHHHHH"as her torso appropriate and shook. I just continued to attack her clit and twat with my spit and fingers, until she told me to stop, grabbing on to her thigh for beloved liveliness. Finally she pulled my cheek away from her sopping wet pussy.

Mariah just laid there, as she tried to catch her breath and ready sense of the orgasm that just rocked her consistence."Oh my God,"was all she could defecate out as she was still catching her breath,"I've never had an climax that hard before. No one has eaten my snatch that respectable before."Before she attacked my sassing with hers, not minding any of her own juice that covered my mouth and cheeks. I broke the osculation,"trade good,"I said, flattered,"there's more where that came from."I pulled her in to me and we laid there listening to each others breathing, taking in each others scent. It seemed like we laid there for an eternity, but was really only maybe five or ten minutes. My rock firmly peter trapped between the two of us. I could tell Mariah was back and set to go again because she took notice of my rooster between us,"My my, person seems ready again."I just kind of smiled and shrugged."Let's see what we can do about that."She reached over and grabbed the cock of my firmly pecker and began to stroke it's length. As she got me more and more worked up, my dick began to exudate precum. As my instinctive slick lubricating substance began to coat my dick and Mariah's hired man her strokes got a little bit faster, she then whispered in my ear two Logos I'll always remember,"Fuck me."And with that she pulled me by the shaft on top of her and began to view me with her sweet-scented hole. Finally I obliged and pushed myself into her hot wet twat. We both let out a groan as I entered her. We stayed there for a moment, just looking at each other. The lambency and twinkle in her eye was there, it was even more dominant than it was before. We then shared a passionate candy kiss and our tongue began to intertwine again, as I pulled myself almost all the way out of her, all the way to the tip of the head and then pushed myself back in all the way to the hilt. She let out a foresightful moan into my mouth. I began to fuck her, as we both started to get more into it, I picked up the pace. But still plowing into her just as knockout. She pulled me down to her,"Fuck you feel so good,"she moaned into my ear as I continued to thrust myself deep into her wet pussy."shag yeah, fuck yeah, have intercourse this pussy"she moaned, thank god I had that strong orgasm earlier, because this was definitely the practiced puss I'd ever been in and wouldn't have lasted very long if we went straight to this. This was great, but I wanted to gift her something more, so I pulled out of her,"Wha-what are you—"was all she could stammer out as I flipped her over onto her tummy with her beautiful ass up in the air. And I brought my hand down and gave it a firm smack."OH ! Fuuuck"she moaned as I spanked her bare ass."MMMMM YEAH !"she moaned as I spanked the other side of her ass. I then without warning or falter, thrust myself back into her snatch from behind,"UUUUUUNNNNNNHHHHH"she moaned as I began to fuck her from behind. Giving her ass the casual smack for practiced measure."Oh fuck yeah, fuck me, fuck me, do it me"she moaned, getting louder and louder. I grabbed her long brown hair and pulled it back so her head came up."unh unh unh"she moaned as I pounded into her slit. I then pulled out and turned her spinal column over, and pushed myself back inside her. As we both started to moan again, and I watched her breasts shake with the rhythm of my poke, and I looked up into her eyes. And we held eye link for a moment before I leaned down to press my lips to hers. As I continued to thrust into her, my moans started to pick up and I could find my orgasm starting line to build. Mariah could smell it too, because she looked in my centre and whispered in my ear"unnhhh I want you to cum inside me. please cum inside me."That helped to expedite my orgasm, as I began to moan louder."Oh yeah I'm gon na cum with you,"she began to moan,"unh, volition, cum in me. I wan na find it, I wan na feel your cum in me."Mariah wrapped her legs around me and pulled me into her as severe as she could. As my orgasm began to hit, I leaned down and kissed her passionately, as we moaned into each others mouth, I felt her pussycat Begin to contract and clutches my cock as I began to offload rope after Mexican valium of hot thick cum inside Mariah. We both moaned, stifled only by each others mouth as we came together, and started to do down from our orgasm."Unh, your cum feeling so good."

Unable to propel, spent, we just laid there, with me on top of her, still inside her, as my dick finally began to damp enough for me to pull out of her. I finally was able to accumulate the strength to swan off of her, and she got up to go pee, just to be safe. She came back and I could see my cum running down the inside of her second joint. She turned the light off, save for the light coming from the TV, Elf had started to replay, and climbed back into bed. We shared a farseeing kiss, before she nuzzled her head to my shoulder joint and I put my arm around her and she rested her head on my dresser with her arm draped across me and we drifted to sleep.

I was awoken by an urgent impression in my loins, I carefully peeled Mariah's arm off of me and slowly let her head down as to not wake her, and then scrambled for the bathroom. Ah, odorous succour. I made my way back to bed, and looked out the window, it was barely brightness out. The sun had just broken the celestial horizon. But I could clearly see the beautiful silhouette of Mariah as she laid asleep in bed. Then, I had an melodic theme. I climbed back into bed, Mariah had rolled completely on to her back, which worked in my favor. I pulled the screening back, to reveal her pretty pussy, and I saw that it was already, or maybe still from earlier, sleek down with her sugared juices. I reached down to touch her, which brought the softest of moans from her sweet lips. I lightly ran my finger up and down her wet slit, and began to thumb her little clit. Which brought slightly gimcrack more audible moan. Finally, I just went for it and ran my tongue up her pussy and began to flick her clit with my knife. Her moans began to come more steadily, but no other component part of her body moved. So I was sure she was still gone. I continued to go down on and flick her clit until she caught her breath in her lip, and then her eubstance began to shake and a low moan came from her throat as she came again. She then reached down and ran her workforce through my hair,"Mmmmmmm"was all she said as I came back up to lie next to her,"Thank you for that, next clip why don't you fuck me awake ?"and she rolled over on her slope facing away from me."Don't think I wont,"I said as I rolled on to my side and put my arm around her and pulled her into me.

I was awoken this meter by the shining shaft of ignite coming through the window, as the sun had come up and the day had started. I looked at the clock, it was only 9:30AM, we still had all day to do whatever we wanted. I looked back down at Mariah, and I could feel the blood start to rush to my dick as I began to feel her ass pressed against me. I decided that I was going to obligate her request from earliest, as soon as I was done admiring my now hard cock resting in between the cheeks of her pure ass. I then lifted her top leg, just barely, enough for me to stead myself and I inserted myself into her. And I rocked back and forth as I started to screw her from my big spoon position. Her breathing started to pick up in pace and I could severalise she was beginning to inflame up, I saw her arm begin to move, and I looked over and she had began to rub her own clit while I fucked her. I continued to shake back and forth as I felt my orgasm start to build up, finally I let out a groan as I felt my formal tighten and I deposited another load of cum inside Mariah's snatch. This coming wasn't near as potent as my previous ones, but it was a more drawn out one."Mmmmmm, what a prissy affair to rouse up to."She moaned as she rolled over towards me,"I love to find your cum in me."She gave me a kiss as we both started to wake up, but I noticed she hadn't stopped rubbing her clit. So I laid there and enjoyed the show as she continued to masturbate herself. She rubbed her clit in circles, and varying from quick to slow down. She finally settled on a rhythm and then inserted three fingers from her early paw inter her pussy. I watched as she rubbed her clit and fingered herself,"Mmmm I like it when you watch me,"she moaned as her orgasm got closer,"Oh, baby, I'm gon na cum"and then her organic structure began to shake and quiver, and I could see the juice flow out of her snatch as she came, and she let out a moan"Unnnnhhhhh"She pulled her finger's breadth out of her cunt, and spread them to demo the cum on her digit. Then she stuck a finger out towards me, and I put it in my mouth as I licked her cum and juices off of it, and she stuck the former two in her oral fissure and licked her own cum and juices up.

We finally got up and got in the shower together, we spent a lot of time making out and washing each other. We lounged around in just our underwear for most of the day, she in her light blue lace G-string panties, and her imperial sport bra and me in my boxers. We spent almost of the day just cuddling and watching Netflix, save for the occasional makeout and petting academic term. We were both still reasonably spent and exhausted from the late night. Finally the evening rolled around, and we had to get curry and I packed to go back to Lone-Star State. We held hands as we walked through the corridors of Mariah's apartment to her car, and made the cause to LAX. We talked and laughed as we had done after she picked me up. As we rolled up to departures, we just looked at each other. The gleaming and sparkle in her eyes was still there. It'll always be there. As we got out of the car to say goodbye, she gave me a pixilated hug,"Thanks for coming out and going to that concert with me. It was so much fun, and I'm so happy you came."

"Of grade, it was one of the most fun Night I've ever had."I replied with a big grin on my face. We shared another big tight hug, and a passionate, but tame we're in public, osculation."Now save up the rest of that money and get your ass out here so we can do this again, and again."She said giving me a pat on the ass as she said it with a grin on her face. I grabbed her nerve and gave her one Sir Thomas More osculation before I left, and then I walked up to the doorway turned and waved goodbye. She blew a osculation and I caught it and put it in my pocket.

I made it to my logic gate and I'm waiting at a, you guessed it, wine bar for them to start boarding us when I got a text from Mariah with a clustering of pictures and a message that said"See you soon !"with a winky face emoji. I open them up to see selfies of her in several positions, in versatile lingerie. The matching promiscuous blue set she wore last night, her imperial sports bra and zero else, completely naked in several positions, and my personal favorite, her in her regal sportsman bra with her hand down her Charles Grey sweat pants.

Our friends that we have that mathematical group chat with and still sing to from college are still none the wiser, yet. I've now got just about all the money saved up for the move out to LA, my movement appointment is actually in a minuscule over a hebdomad, and I couldn't be more aroused. Mariah said she might give birth an extra elbow room in her flat if I want it, seems tempting. Mariah and I still talk almost every day, and are still really penny-pinching champion. We have our own chat where we send pictures, raunchy messages, but also romantic and normal conversation. I'm not sure what's going to happen when I get out to LA. With my life, with my life history, with us. But I know we'll always be really nigh ally, at the very least. And no matter what happens, we'll always have that weekend, that nighttime, and the concert .