I text him, asking if he's ready for me to arrive over. I wait. My heart thudding in my chest of drawers. After a few seconds my phone buzzes and I smile. His text says"Yes, I'll meet you half way. See you soon."There's a smiley face at the end. I ever so slowly in my way past my parents'bedroom, praying that they are both sound asleep. The floor creak, and I freeze, holding my breathing spell. A few agonizing seconds pass with no phone. The house is absolutely still. I continue down the steps to the kickoff story of our sign of the zodiac. Once I'm downstairs I walk to the lavatory to fix up my makeup and spray myself with an superfluous spray of aroma. Then I turn and walk to the front threshold, opening it very slowly to make indisputable it's as quiesce as potential. Again my spunk is pounding in my chest, and I can hear my beat in my pinna. I strain, listening as the room access finally opens. The home is still silent. I feel the crisp Night air reach my brass and I take a deep breath, smiling. It's just after 11:00 PM. I pull my jumper closer around me as the nighttime shivering reaches my skin, raising goose excrescence. After closing the door securely, I lock both of the lock from the exterior with my key. I glance up at my parents'bedroom window, biting my lip with prediction. I always wait a few minute before leaving.

I walk quickly down my street, practically jogging lightly. I look at my earphone, 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 abound. The Night air smell nice on my skin. At first it was too frigidness, but after the months of seeing him this way I have gotten used to the chill and even welcome it now. After around 30 moment I see him, walking toward me on the sidewalk. I smile and rush into his subject blazonry. He holds me end and I wrap my arms around his shoulders, my head resting on his chest as he holds me close. He's smiling, I can experience his grin against the side of my head. He stands a few inches 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 figure is proportional to his height and frame, and he looks good. He has a handsome human face too. full lips for a man, but not feminine at all. He has an modal sized olfactory organ that's symmetrically placed on his face. He's got fat Robert Brown eyes, the kind that make you glad just by looking in them. His eyes were always so entire of life. I have brown eyes too, but mine are a completely dissimilar shade then his. My eyes change colors slightly with my mood, from almost black to almost hazel. But nearly often my eyes are a slightly red tinted mahogany brown ( curb my profile pic, even in my image you can see the switch in my eye colour ) and my eyes have a bright auburn luminescent look to them in sunlight. I have entire, naturally rose pink mouth that contrast with my sparkle peel. My lip also change color slightly, ranging from a dull rose pink to a much darker red ( again, check up on my profile pictures. I never wear lipstick or any kind of lip colour. My sassing are naturally colored in all of my moving picture ) He looks down and buss me. It brings back memories of the night I taught him how to kiss. He's a much, much beneficial countenance now. Just the sensation of him kissing my heart flutter. He licks my hindquarters lip and takes my hand, leading me back down the street. We walk for a piece, making minor talk of the town and laughing. I love talking with him. He's a outstanding conversationist. After what seems like a short clip, we reach his apartment. He unlocks his door and holds it open for me. I walk into his small two chamber apartment, which he shares with his dad who is out of town. This is not the first base time I've been here. I walk to his bedroom and close his door, getting my pajama out of my shoulder joint bag to deepen into them. I have simple, loose adjustment short pants that are risque and bootleg plaid. And I wear a slight black T-shirt to match. Of row I have my common nigrify lace undergarment on underneath. He knocks and I open his bedroom doorway, smiling up at him. He wraps his arms around me and tinct his nose to mine, making me titter. I step back and close the sleeping room door behind me, knowing that he will exchange clothes too.

After a few mo he opens the threshold and lets me back into the elbow room. I love the feeling of his cologne, it reminds me of a river flowing through the mountains. He turns the TV on and we relax, making laugh about stupe commercial message and watching some comedy show about Kevin Lorenz Milton 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 paries, and he has his arm around me. I'm sitting similar to him but have my knees against my chest and my arms wrapped around my genu. My head word is resting on his chest. The display ends, and we are still laughing. He tells me that he likes my laughter, 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 side 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 legs down by wrapping his exit leg over both of my legs. I wiggle my body, trapped beneath and laughing so laborious that I can't breathe. He laughs too, smiling down at me. I arch my vertebral column, still trying to get away, and accidently fight 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 wall again. I rub my middle, still giggling and trying to enchant my breathing spell. Then I see the tone on his face. He's almost blushing. And his brow are pressed together, a clear feel of business organization strewn across his fount. He looks humiliated. I look up at him, confused. He glances at me then looks quickly away. I turn my head, very fox now. Babe, what's wrong ? I ask him. He takes a few mo, thinking of what to say. He then smiles at me and didder his head. goose egg, he tells me. Then he lays down on his incline with his arm open, looking at me. I smile and curl up against him, his arm as my pillow and the former arm resting over my rib with his mitt tucked under my side. There's an odd distance between us, so I scoot closer and press my body to his. He's always very ardent and I smile at the fondness I feel now throughout my torso. He quickly separates himself from me, replacing the distance. I frown and look up at him. baby ? I ask, You sure that you're okay ? He takes a deep breath, his optic 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 bingle pause for breath. It's just that you're my initiative real relationship and girlfriend and I'm not used to this and it's getting harder to operate myself ! I look into his center, asking, What do you have in mind"control yourself"? He gets that same touch look on his boldness and looks away, staring at the wall. I look at him, confused. baby ? I ask again. He takes a deep breath and scoots forward, closing the distance again. He presses his pelvic arch to my ass and I can experience how intemperate he is. I gasp. Oh ! I exclaim. He looks embarrassed. I'm sorry ! He quickly apologizes, then adds,"I tried to keep it from happening but it's not easy, and I've been trying to shroud it for a long fourth dimension. I didn't know what else to do."Babe, are you.. ? I pause, trying to rephrase my motion. You haven't ever been with a miss, like this ? He looks down at me and shakes his head, clearly blushing now. I realize he's a virgin ! This had never occurred to me before. He's very just looking, has a decent voice, and a wizardly personality. I guess I had never considered that he could be a virgin. I smile, and look up at him. Thinking of the possibility this dark holds. He meets my gaze. And… you want to sleep with me ? I ask him, looking into his eyes. His mouth opens for a second, then he quickly closes it. He takes a deep breath, then solvent. Yes, he says. I smile and ask, Then what are you waiting for ?

He makes groans softly and wraps his blazonry around my waist, pulling me onto his lap so that I'm straddling him. He carefully tugs at the hem of my underdrawers, pulling them and my black lace Victoria Falls's Secret underwear down in one tug, revealing my flawlessly trim pussy. I finish removing the garments and supplant myself on his lap. He presses his pelvic arch up, groaning softly again. I moan simultaneously as his head rubs my clit through his pajama pants. I can palpate myself becoming aroused and wet. And the familiar tingling wizard in my take down belly between my hips starts to spread. I want him to fuck me. I want to be the first ( and possibly only ) female child that he sleeps with. I raise my rosehip off him, and he pulls his pants off leaving his boxers on. I hold myself above him using my thighs as he positions himself beneath me. I gasp when I see his size. He must be at least 6 inches long, and thick too. I look at him and ask if he's sure he wants me to be his first base. He smiles and says yes, he's sure. He tells me that I'm the female child he's been waiting for. I smile at him and slowly let down myself down until his head reaches the entrance to my snatch. He feels big. Or it may be that I'm just besotted. I'm not really sure which since I haven't had a lot of partners. I moan and rub my puss over his head, lubricating it with my wetness. He groans and bites his bottom lip, bringing his hands 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 energy myself onto him. He grips my hips tighter as my inside second joint 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 all body. I start to shake my hips back and forth while raising my rosehip 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 high-pitched up before pressing my articulatio coxae back down. I moan softly, loving the notion of him entomb deep in my pussy. He tightens his clutches on my pelvis and starts to annul me and glower me, pushing my hip joint down hard. I moan louder. He groans and rolls over, so that I'm beneath him with one leg on either side of meat of his waist. He smiles at me, and I smile back, moaning softly. Then he starts to thrust. I moan loudly, feeling him pull out to the head and throw quickly back into me. I'm amazed at how trade good he is. He sits up and piazza my calves over his shoulders, holding onto my thighs as he thrusts. I moan loudly, his length filling me with every jab. He continues to pierce deep into me, slowly picking up his pace to thrust harder and faster. I moan louder, and reach out, placing my hands on his chest as he fucks me deeper, voiceless, and faster. He hits that sweet office inside me over and over again. It's not long before I feel an orgasm starting to build. The tension and flak slowly spreading over every muscle in my consistence. This surprises me, as I have never achieved orgasm through incursion alone before. He leans over me, hooking his coat of arms through the backbone of my knees, and wraps his munition under my ribcage and holds on to my shoulder joint from underneath. My stifle are level with my face. ( I'm very pliable ). This angle allows him to thrust deeper, and he starts thrusting even harder. I moan loudly and arc my spine, feeling my orgasm building beneath him. He releases my legs and I wrap my leg around his shank, locking my ankles behind his pelvic girdle. He holds me up slightly with one arm as I remove my thin shirt. He lowers me back to the bed and wrench my bra down. He continues thrusting and I arch my back again as he starts nibbling and licking my pap. First one, then the other. He groans as he plays with my breasts. I bring my rose hip up toward him in fourth dimension with his thrusts, pushing to meet his hip social movement. I moan loudly, tangling my hands through his tomentum. His playing has pushed me over the edge. I make fists in his pilus and lock my wooden leg around him as my orgasm tears through me. He moves to my neck opening, continuing his nibbling and licking violation over my neck opening and nab bones while he continues to thrust into me and rub my breasts with his hired man. The sensations are amazing. The olfactory perception of his Koln, his warmness over my full soundbox, the feeling of him filling and stretching me with every poke. He groans and slows down, my pussy tightening around him as my orgasm snag through every 1 brawn. I continue to shudder and spasm beneath him, involuntary movements as a slope effect of my intense climax. He leaves a humble trail of zit down my leash pearl as he slowly pulls himself out to the head and eases completely back into me. I moan, my dorsum still arched. He smiles and continues the slow, filling tread until my physical structure relaxes. Then he wraps his limb around me again and begins to clean up his tread. After a few minutes he is slamming into me, pulling out almost completely and quickly pumping back into me. I wrap my arms around his shoulder and groan with every breathing space as I kiss and solve his neck opening, tracing my venom bites ( replicate natural language rings ) in small-scale circles over his neck. He groans and poke even harder. I moan very loud, long, breathy moans. As he continues to Irish punt into me, I feel another orgasm beginning to build. improbable ! He smiles and change over his status over me so that his pelvis is grinding against my clitoris with every thrust. I almost cry out with pleasure. I fist my hands through his hairsbreadth again, releasing my branch so he has More room to move. My orgasm is quickly construction. He pulls out tardily, dragging his pelvic arch across my clitoris, then quickly slam back into me until his hips hit mine. The force of his thrusting push my completely soundbox forward and I have to locate my deal against the rampart of his bedroom to keep from moving. He holds my waist firmly and picks up his gait again, groaning. He thrusts hard and fast, holding my waist tightly.

He thrusts deeply and tenses, his whole torso quivering slightly. Then I feel it. His cum spreads like flaming mystifying inside me, filling me to the brim. The sensation is too often, and button me over the edge again. I cry out as my indorse orgasm, unassailable than the first, pulses through me. He groans, my slit tightening around him again as he continues to spout cum deep within me. He lowers himself so that he's laying over me and nuzzles my neck, holding me close as his last spray 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 oral fissure and wrap my coat of arms around his shoulder again as our tongues dancing, intertwined. I'm suddenly very trite, and he rests his head on the pillow, with my aspect resting against his neck and shoulders. It's not long before I black 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 next morn to him tracing one hand over my naked ribs. He's smiling at me and kisses my forehead. He sets up the shower for me and gives me his body wash to use. It smells just like his Koln. I quickly wash and get dressed, and then he walks me home. The sun is barely beginning to come up, and my family is still fast asleep. This was the first of many sexual night to come .