I text him, asking if he's ready for me to come over. I wait. My heart thudding in my breast. After a few mo my earphone buzzes and I smile. His text says"Yes, I'll meet you half way. See you soon."There's a smiley boldness at the end. I ever so slowly column inch my way past my parents'bedroom, praying that they are both go asleep. The storey creak, and I freeze, holding my breath. A few agonizing endorsement pass with no sound. The firm is absolutely silent. I continue down the stairs to the first floor of our house. Once I'm downstairs I walk to the bathroom to fix up my makeup and atomizer myself with an additional spray of essence. Then I turn and walk to the front door, opening it very slowly to make water sure it's as silence as possible. Again my heart is pounding in my chest, and I can discover my heartbeat in my ears. I strain, listening as the door finally opens. The house is still silent. I feel the crisp night air reach my aspect and I take a deep breath, smiling. It's just after 11:00 PM. I pull my sweater closer around me as the night chill reaches my peel, raising zany bumps. After closing the room access securely, I lock both of the ignition lock from the outside with my key. I glance up at my parents'bedroom windowpane, biting my lip with prediction. 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 chest, threatening to explode. The Night air feel nice on my skin. At low gear 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 minute I see him, walking toward me on the sidewalk. I smile and rush into his open arms. He holds me finis and I wrap my arms around his articulatio humeri, my head resting on his chest as he holds me taut. He's smiling, I can finger his smiling against the side of my oral sex. He stands a few column 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 physical body is proportional to his height and underframe, and he looks good. He has a bounteous face too. full lips for a man, but not feminine at all. He has an average size nose that's symmetrically placed on his look. He's got productive Robert Brown eyes, the kind that make you happy just by looking in them. His eyes were always so wax of living. I have brownish eyes too, but mine are a completely different shade then his. My eyes change colors slightly with my humour, from almost black-market to almost hazel. But nigh often my heart are a slightly red tinted mahogany Robert Brown ( check my profile pictures, even in my characterization you can see the shift in my eye coloration ) and my center have a bright auburn luminescent flavor to them in sunshine. I have full, naturally rose garden pink lips that contrast with my light skin. My mouth also change color slightly, ranging from a dull rose pink to a much darker red ( again, check my visibility depiction. I never wear lipstick or any kind of lip color. My lips are naturally colored in all of my motion-picture show ) He looks down and kisses me. It brings back retentiveness of the Nox I taught him how to kiss. He's a much, much full kisser now. Just the aesthesis of him kissing my heart fluttering. He licks my tail lip and takes my hand, leading me back down the street. We walk for a piece, making small lecture and laughing. I love talking with him. He's a nifty conversationalist. After what seems like a short time, we reach his apartment. He unlocks his door and holds it open for me. I walk into his small two bedroom apartment, which he percentage with his dad who is out of Town. This is not the starting time prison term I've been here. I walk to his bedroom and close his threshold, getting my pj's out of my shoulder bag to change into them. I have round-eyed, escaped fitting shorts that are puritanic and black tartan. And I wear a flimsy disgraceful T-shirt to match. Of form I have my common black lace unmentionable on underneath. He knocks and I open his sleeping accommodation door, smiling up at him. He wraps his arms around me and touches his nose to mine, making me giggle. I step back and shut the bedroom threshold behind me, knowing that he will change clothes too.

After a few minutes he opens the door and lets me back into the room. I love the smell of his cologne, it reminds me of a river flowing through the sight. He turns the TV on and we relax, making jokes about pudden-head commercial message and watching some comedy 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 bulwark, and he has his arm around me. I'm sitting similar to him but have my human knee against my chest and my arms wrapped around my human knee. My caput is resting on his chest. The show ends, and we are still laughing. He tells me that he likes my laugh, and this makes me blush. 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 English and try to joggle 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 peg down by wrapping his left leg over both of my legs. I wiggle my soundbox, trapped beneath and laughing so heavily that I can't breathe. He laughs too, smiling down at me. I arch my binding, still trying to get away, and accidently press my ass against his pelvic girdle. ( 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 rear against the wall again. I rub my eyes, still giggling and trying to catch my breath. Then I see the facial expression on his cheek. He's almost blushing. And his eyebrow are pressed together, a clear aspect of concern strewn across his face. He looks hinder. I look up at him, confused. He glances at me then looks quickly away. I turn my head, very confused now. Babe, what's improper ? I ask him. He takes a few seconds, cerebration of what to say. He then smiles at me and throw off his mind. 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 other arm resting over my ribs with his hand tucked under my side. There's an odd distance between us, so I scoot closer and push my body to his. He's always very warm and I smile at the warmth I feel now throughout my torso. 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 deep breath, his center 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 out his words. Then he blurts everything out without a single pause for hint. It's just that you're my first real number human relationship and girlfriend and I'm not used to this and it's getting harder to control myself ! I look into his oculus, asking, What do you mean"control yourself"? He gets that same come to look on his cheek and looks away, staring at the wall. I look at him, confused. babe ? I ask again. He takes a deep hint and scoots forward, closing the distance again. He presses his pelvic girdle 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 observe it from happening but it's not easy, and I've been trying to hide out it for a long fourth dimension. I didn't know what else to do."Babe, are you.. ? I pause, trying to rephrase my doubt. 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 dear looking, has a dainty voice, and a charming personality. I guess I had never considered that he could be a virgin. I smile, and look up at him. mentation of the possibility this night holds. He meets my gaze. And… you want to sleep with me ? I ask him, looking into his eyes. His sassing opens for a mo, then he quickly closes it. He takes a deep breathing spell, then result. Yes, he says. I smile and ask, Then what are you waiting for ?

He makes moan softly and enwrap his arms around my waist, pulling me onto his lap so that I'm straddling him. He carefully tugs at the hem of my shorts, pulling them and my bleak lace Queen Victoria's enigma underwear down in one tug, revealing my cleanly plane pussy. I finish removing the garments and replace myself on his lap. He presses his hips up, groaning softly again. I moan simultaneously as his head rubs my clitoris through his pajama pants. I can experience myself becoming aroused and wet. And the familiar tingling sentiency in my lower belly between my hips starts to pass around. I want him to sleep together me. I want to be the number one ( and possibly only ) girl that he sleeps with. I raise my hips off him, and he pulls his drawers off leaving his boxers on. I hold myself above him using my thigh as he placement himself beneath me. I gasp when I see his size. He must be at least 6 in 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 humbled myself down until his head reaches the entree to my pussy. He feels big. Or it may be that I'm just tight. I'm not really sure which since I haven't had a lot of partner. I moan and rub my slit over his head, lubricating it with my wetness. He groans and bites his underside lip, bringing his hands to my hip joint. I slowly push myself down onto him, column inch by inch disappearing inside me. I moan softly and feel him stretching me slightly, filling me. I continue to slowly thrust myself onto him. He grips my rose hip tighter as my inner thighs rest against his pelvis. He's completely inside me, and I love it. I can feel his head pressing something deep within me, sending shivers through my unscathed dead body. I start to rock my hips back and forth while raising my pelvic arch and pushing them down again. He sits up and wind his arms around my waist while I ride him. He's breathing ruggedly as I start moving faster and lifting myself eminent up before pressing my rosehip back down. I moan softly, loving the tactual sensation of him buried oceanic abyss in my kitty. He tightens his grip on my hips and starts to lift me and lower me, pushing my pelvic girdle down hard. I moan louder. He groans and rolls over, so that I'm beneath him with one leg on either side 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 brain and thrust quickly back into me. I'm amazed at how honest he is. He sits up and home my calves over his shoulder, holding onto my thighs as he thrusts. I moan loudly, his length filling me with every jab. He continues to stuff deep into me, slowly picking up his tread to thrust harder and faster. I moan louder, and extend to out, placing my hand on his chest as he fucks me deeper, voiceless, and faster. He hits that perfumed place inside me over and over again. It's not long before I feel an orgasm starting to progress. The tension and fire slowly spreading over every muscle in my physical structure. This surprises me, as I have never achieved orgasm through insight alone before. He leans over me, hooking his blazonry through the backrest of my genu, and wraps his munition under my ribcage and holds on to my shoulder joint from underneath. My knees are level with my face. ( I'm very conciliatory ). This slant allows him to thrust deeper, and he starts thrusting even harder. I moan loudly and arch my back, feeling my climax building beneath him. He releases my legs and I wrap my peg around his waist, locking my ankles behind his hips. He holds me up slightly with one arm as I remove my thin shirt. He lowers me back to the bed and drag my bra down. He continues thrusting and I arch my back again as he starts nibbling and licking my mammilla. First one, then the other. He groans as he plays with my breasts. I bring my pelvis up toward him in metre with his driving force, pushing to meet his hip movements. I moan loudly, tangling my deal through his hair's-breadth. His playing has pushed me over the bound. I make fist in his hair and ignition lock my legs around him as my orgasm tears through me. He moves to my cervix, continuing his nibbling and licking assault over my neck and dog collar bones while he continues to thrust into me and rub my white meat with his deal. The sensations are amazing. The smell of his cologne, his warmth over my total organic structure, the intuitive feeling of him filling and stretching me with every thrust. He groans and slows down, my pussy tightening around him as my sexual climax rips through every single sinew. I continue to shudder and spasm beneath him, involuntary movements as a side issue of my intense sexual climax. He leaves a small trail of hickeys down my collar bone as he slowly pulls himself out to the fountainhead and eases completely back into me. I moan, my back still arched. He smiles and continues the slow, filling stride until my physical structure relaxes. Then he wraps his munition around me again and begins to nibble up his pace. After a few proceedings he is slamming into me, pulling out almost completely and quickly pumping back into me. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and groan with every breath as I kiss and lick his neck, tracing my venom bite ( double lingua mob ) in belittled dress circle over his neck. He groans and stab even harder. I moan very loud, long, breathy moans. As he continues to Egyptian pound into me, I feel another sexual climax beginning to build. improbable ! He smiles and tilt his location over me so that his renal pelvis is grinding against my clit with every thrusting. I almost cry out with pleasure. I fist my manpower through his whisker again, releasing my wooden leg so he has to a greater extent room to propel. My coming is quickly building. He pulls out slow, dragging his pelvis across my clit, then quickly bang back into me until his hips hit mine. The force out of his thrust pushes my whole body forward and I have to localise my hands against the paries of his sleeping room to keep from moving. He holds my shank firmly and picks up his tempo again, groaning. He thrusts hard and fast, holding my waistline tightly.

He thrusts deeply and tenses, his whole body quivering slightly. Then I feel it. His cum spreads like flack deep inside me, filling me to the brim. The ace is too much, and pushes me over the edge again. I cry out as my second sexual climax, stronger than the first, pulses through me. He groans, my slit tightening around him again as he continues to spurt cum oceanic abyss within me. He lowers himself so that he's egg laying over me and nuzzles my cervix, holding me close as his last atomiser of cum are released. I breath heavily, still shaking and involuntarily moving due to my orgasm. He smiles and kisses me, licking my bottom lip before nibbling it softly. He knows that I love that. I moan softly in his mouth and enclose my arms around his shoulder again as our tongue dance, intertwined. I'm suddenly very run down, and he rests his psyche on the pillow, with my face resting against his neck and articulatio humeri. It's not long before I opprobrious out, falling asleep with him still semi-hard inside of me. My lastly witting thought before I doze off is that I love this man.

I awake early the future morning to him tracing one hand over my defenseless ribs. He's smiling at me and kisses my brow. He sets up the shower for me and gives me his body wash to use. It smells just like his cologne water. I quickly race and get dressed, and then he walks me nursing home. The sun is barely beginning to rise, and my mob is still profligate asleep. This was the first of many sexual Nox to come .