I 'll never forget the 1st clock time that I saw her. I was invited by a ally to a party in San Francisco that was crawling with gorgeous miss many of whom went to the same modeling and fashion school in the city. It seemed like they were all trying to compete for who had the sexiest turnout and shortest clothes. She was wearing a black miniskirt skirt with a white-hot thin blouse tied up high-pitched above her abdomen, showing off slews of skin and her perfectly flat tummy. Her empale chopine cad accentuated her long legs and made her come out taller than she really was. Someone told me she was from Colombia but she had blondish whisker, idle skin, and blue heart which did n't fit my stereotype of a Latina. She had a absolutely perfective petite sexy torso and I thought she looked a petty like the Isaac Merrit Singer Shakira.

I lost racecourse of her in the gang but found her a bit later sitting on a couch next to a guy in one of the former gathering rooms. He had one hired hand around her neck and his hand just below her breast and their lips were locked together. I watched him dig into her mouth with his spit. They seemed forgetful to the other Guest who were mingling around chatting and drinking. I watched from a short distance as his deal slid slowly down her tummy and then onto her thigh. She put up no resistance and squirmed with joy as he worked his finger's breadth along her inner thigh and then up under her skirt. I just could n't believe that he seemed to be fingering her right in front of everybody. I saw a duad of guy wire nudge each other and gunpoint to them, watching the show. My stopcock grew hard, wishing it was me with her. She looked up briefly, caught me staring, and gave me a quick seductive smile before he pulled her face back to his and they resumed kissing. It was hard to tell from the distance, but it looked like he was working a finger or two up inside her. I decided that the Best thing to do was go get another cocktail and then come back for another peek in a few minutes. Unfortunately, when I returned they were gone and had left the political party. I went home that dark alone and stroked myself until I shot a big burden thinking about her.

It was almost a calendar month later that I was invited to a pool party one sunny Friday afternoon at a swank hillside house a few miles north of the Golden Gate bridgework. The vista of the San Francisco bay were unbelievable. And it was there I saw her again. She was standing on the former side of meat of the pool and wearing a tiny drawstring two-piece and high up blackguard. She was surrounded by a mathematical group of guy all wanting to get with her. I picked up a looking glass of wine and slowly wandered over to get a closer look at the missy who I had fantasized about and and jacked off to a figure of times since seeing her getting molested in front of everyone at the former party. As I got closer, she surprised me by stepping away from the group and saying hi to me in thoroughgoing English but with a very sexy Spanish emphasis.

She said her name was Elena and it seemed like we hit it off instantly. I spent the balance of the day chatting with her, making her laugh with cockamamie jocularity, and learning everything I could about her. She had graduated early from high schooling in Medellin Columbia University and come to San Francisco for a couple of eld to study fashion design and modeling. Her forefather had died when she was Cy Young and and she lived with her mother in an flat near the Mission District in San Francisco. They planned to give back to capital of South Carolina after she finished her stratum. But the real shocker for me ... was that she was only 18 years old. I was 23.

Over the future various minute, I inspected every role of her complete body. I couldn't stop staring at those beautiful light spicy center and gorgeous plump lips. My eyes then discreetly wandered every inch or her curvaceous dead body. I inspected every column inch of her starting with that perfect monotonic tummy, the shape of her hip joint, those medium unit of ammunition perky breast, long placid legs, double-dyed calves, and sexy painted nails in those open-toed heels. damn, I wanted so badly to get some of that but I didn't think I stood a chance.

As the sun was setting, she told she had a engagement that Nox in the metropolis so she had to go but said that if I liked to trip the light fantastic toe I could bump her at a Latin dance baseball club in the city the next night which was Saturday. Of row I said"yes,"and then went home excited to have her number and directions to the cabaret. When I got home later that nighttime, I pulled my drawers down, sat back on the sofa, and jacked myself off while imagining that her prosperous date was probably drilling her perfect torso right now. I shot a huge load all over my own stomach.

The following night I made the hour-long drive to San Francisco and found my way to the club in the Mission District. However, I did get a bit lost and did n't encounter the stead until after 10pm. I walked in alone to the infernal region of Spanish speech production salsa studs and Latina hotties. I was n't exactly dressed right wing for the stage setting, wearing my blue jeans and a white button-up shirt, but I did notice some playful grinning from a duo of girls who strutted by the bar where I stood. I finally noticed Elena out on the terpsichore floor dancing sexy with a guy who had his men all over her body. Eventually she took a break and found me and greeted me with a sweet kiss on the impertinence. We only talked for a few minutes before another guy came and grabbed her by the script and took her out on the dancing floor. The song had slowed a bit and I watched as she straddled his leg and was doing a form of slow dirty saltation against him. He had his manpower on her ass and it looked like he was either whispering or kissing her ear. The way they moved it looked like they were screwing on the dance floor. I just wished I knew how to dance like that so I could be doing that with her.

I was surprised when another pretty girl came up next to me at the bar to order a drinkable and started to chew the fat with me. She said she was from Cuba but she had such a strong stress that I had trouble hearing her especially with the loud music. Finally, she asked me to dance but I was a small terrified since I am not the secure terpsichorean. I tried my honorable but I had a lot of hassle keeping up with the rhythm. Fortunately, my mate didn't mind and she just went along with my crazy moves for the next few Song. Another slow song started playing and she grabbed me closelipped and pressed her head against my berm. She smelled so good and I was feeling a bit of a link but right hand in the midsection of the Sung, Elena surprised me tapping me on the shoulder, then taking me by the handwriting, and pulling me away from the Cuban girl. She insisted that it was her bend for a dance with me. It was almost as if she was covetous of the early girl and then she did n't let me get away from her for the rest of the night. Finally she said she wanted to entrust so we picked up and left in my truck.

She said wanted to go down by the Ocean Beach to cool off and just talk with me for a bit. It took about 20 mo to drive out there and on the way I bought a bottle of red vino and some field glass. We parked facing the beach and drank the wine-coloured with the sound of the wave in the background. We talked about her animation in Columbia and her lifelong love of dancing and I told her about growing up in California and my new job as a wine-coloured allocator. I was waiting for the right chance to give her a kiss but did n't let to wait as she leaned over to me and we started kissing. She was a very passionate kisser and our spit intertwined around and around. Her breathing and light moaning was totally turning me on to say the to the lowest degree.

A duet of moment later she surprised me by unzipping my knickers and then she leaned down to give me one of the most amazing blow jobs I have ever had. She grabbed my orchis expertly with one hand, wrapped her hand around the base of my prick with the other, and bobbed up and down slowly and around in slow throwaway motion. I stroked her hairsbreadth with my hand and sat back and really enjoyed myself. Her technique was outstanding and it did n't take yearn until I let out a deep moan and exploded with my cum filling her mouth completely. She slowed the calendar method of birth control and suckled and swallowed every drop. Then she just laid there with her mouth on my cock, not moving while I caressed her cheek and hair. She stayed down there so foresightful that I thought she was falling asleep or something so I asked her if she was okay and she just nodded but kept her mouth on my dick. She seemed to really savor having her lip on me even as I started to buffer. Finally, she sat up, licked her lips and told me that she really liked that. I said `` what ? ``, `` you liked it ? '' and I smiled and told her it was the best I had ever had. Then we kissed some more. I was probably even tasting some of my own cum from her back talk, but it didn't matter at all to me. Around 3am she finally said she was tired and it was sentence to go nursing home. I dropped her off and after another make out school term in front of her apartment construction, I drove an hour back to my menage in the Second Earl of Guilford Bay as the sun was coming up.

I thought I would play it cool and not name her for a few day but she surprised me with a earphone call a few daytime later, wondering why I hadn't called her. We continued with various prospicient phone chats over the adjacent few days and at first the talk of the town were just about getting to know each other substantially and eventually to led to intense sexual conversations. I admitted to her how I had gotten very turned on watching her terpsichore so sexy at the club even with other guy wire and then confessed how I had watched her on the couch with that guy at the first party. That seemed to excite her and she said that she enjoyed knowing that I had been watching her. I even came out and told her that I had jacked off a few times thinking about it later on and she laughed and said she liked knowing that too. Every time we got off the phone I jacked off even harder thought process of her and that incredible blow job she had given me.

She told me she had a engaged school agenda for the next two hebdomad but finally I talked her into taking the bus up to visit me one Fri night. Within min of getting her into my front doorway we were in bed fucking like rabbit. I sucked her breast, her puss, and tongued her ass and I alternated sticking my cock in her mouth and twat in almost every position conceivable. I stood, lifted her up and turned her upside down and sucked her slit while she slurped on my rooster. I did it in front line my full-of-the-moon length loo mirror so I could admire that hot trunk. She was completely naked except for the richly heels which were dangling in the air over my caput. Then I turned her over, cupped her ass with my mitt and lifted her onto my turncock without ever letting her feet touch the floor. I bounced her up and down on my cock with her limb around my neck opening until my own blazonry gave out. Then I pushed her down on her knee joint on the floor and straddled her pooch style while we both watched each early in the mirror. She seemed to enjoy seeing our reflection and being the submissive, willing to let me take her any way I wanted. I grabbed her retentive hair and tugged gently and then pushed her face down against the level while slapping my chunk against her beat firm ass. She was somewhere between a shouter and a crybaby and I tested her response to a light but firm smacking on the ass. She screamed out `` Yes, '' and I continued to spank her just hard enough to create a little red on her ass cheek but not at all dreadful. Finally, I was set up so I pulled her up on her genu and moved around to snap my cum load all over her facial expression which she took partly into her oral fissure and the eternal rest landed on her facial expression and chin and then dripped down onto her firm rhythm breasts.

It probably wasn't exactly what both of us were expecting for a first off romantic entr'acte but I got the depression that this sweet new thing really enjoyed being a sex toy. I figured normal sex would have probably been boring to her. I wondered how she had become so sexually experienced at such a Whitney Young age. We continued to snuggle and sleep with off and on throughout the night, slept until mid-afternoon, and then finally we emerged from the bedroom so I could bring out her to my two guy roommates who had likely heard the commotion coming from my way all night long. The were definitely were tongue-twisted when they saw how gorgeous she was. Eventually I drove her to the bus stop so she could get back to the city in metre for a planned dinner out with her mother. When I returned home plate, my roommates both gave me a high-five and told me how lucky and I was and overjealous they were.

I called her a couple of days later and she told me that her 19th birthday was coming up and she was having a party and she wanted for me to come. That same workweek we got together one more time before her birthday at a hotel in San Francisco. She came out of the bathroom in some aphrodisiacal Victoria Secret lingerie and, as always, some sexy fuck me heels. She did a minuscule stripper style dancing for me for a few minutes before I finally grabbed her and pulled her onto the bed.

I immediately went to work attacking her perfect body with my knife and handwriting. I licked and lapped on her delicious shaved slit and she came hard and loud within arcminute. I worked my tongue down toward her ass and started to lick and make out with her tight little cakehole. She stopped me briefly to let me know that she had never had anal sex before so if that was my design, I needed to train my time and be very ennoble with her. It was an unexpected invitation and it drove me weirdo but I slowed down and lubed her ass with my tongue while rubbing my wet finger on her clit. Her body was heaving with pleasure and I finally moved upright and gently pressed my stiff cock against her extremely smashed picayune kettle of fish. I spit in my helping hand and rubbed the wetness over the brain of my cock and then pressed a footling firmer. She kept moaning `` gentle '' and I took my metre working the head of my cock into her. It seemed to postulate forever and I could say it was a pain and pleasure experience for her. But I went slacken not wanting to anguish her for her first anal experience. I leaned down to kiss her and my 8"cock popped in almost half-way. She was wiggling and moaning loudly and I was n't sure if it was hurting or pleasing her but I continued to mould it in further so slowly. The grasp was incredible and I could barely move inside of her. She spread her legs a little further and I finally got it totally inside of her. The air pressure of her loaded ass against my putz made it even more intense and pleasurable. We locked back talk and then tongues and we both started moaning and then with her screaming as we had coincidental orgasm. Afterward she asked me to wait until I softened a bit before I pulled out so as to denigrate the soreness to her. So I laid on her hot damp little dead body and finally let my cock slip out. After a brief respite we had sex the unit rest of the night. I came at least four more times and we were completely exhausted as the morning sun started shining into our room. I was now officially addicted to her.

We talked a twain more clock time the trace workweek, often sexual discourse like me telling her how much I enjoyed being the first to do anal sex with her and her telling me how she wished we were closer so we could be in bed together every day. The conversations morphed into earphone sex as she would order me how she wanted to suck and jazz me the following time we got together or how she wanted for me to try new things with her. She also often kept reminding me about how I had told her how turn on I had been watching her getting fingered at the party. She asked if it would flex me on to watch her with somebody else. I was kind of vague in my resolution and just said `` Maybe ... probably, I dunno. '' But I didn't want to waste conversation in talking about her getting fucked by former guys when I wanted to do her every arcminute that I could.

It was finally the Night of her birthday and I picked her up at her apartment at 9pm. We went to a huge planetary house in the Marina district by the bay. It was actually a combo company solemnization for her and two former friends from school day who also had birthday around the same time so it was a gravid crowd. We mingled and she introduced me to lots of new people. She also introduced me to a guy named Trento that I thought looked companion and then I finally realized it was the guy that had been with her on the couch at that first party. It was a piddling awkward but so was the unusual start to our blooming family relationship so I didn't want to get a big trade out of it. A distich of meter I caught them chatting together alone. Her flirting with him and him being touchy with her. I was a little jealous but we had n't really made any kind of relationship commitment yet so what could I say.

Later in the night, on the way to the can I caught them kissing in the hallway. He had her pinned up against the wall but she wasn't resisting at all. I was angry but I just walked by and loudly said `` excuse me, do n't mean to cut off '' and went into the john. I came out and she was by herself now waiting outside the door for me. She leaned to kiss me and said `` I'm sorry, but its my natal day and I'm just having a little fun ''. I was still a bit furious and said `` Sure, whatever you want '' very sarcastically. Then I grabbed her by the face a bit roughly, kissed her, and said `` As long as I get to bonk you like a slut, overnice and strong later then I don't care what you do ''. Of course I was being rude and a jerk but then when she started kissing me with those rattling lips I quickly cooled off. Then she looked at me with those seductive optic and she reached down to stroke my peter through my pants and looked into my centre and said `` I want to be slutty for you tonight ... I have something fun in mind but want you to be open-minded about it."I had no idea what she was suggesting but just the way she said it excited me. There was a long pause and she continued to rub her bridge player against my dick and look at me with this mephistophelean grin. Finally I said `` Sure, whatever. '' and then we kissed some more.

Finally, she took me by the mitt and let me down the hallway and then up a curved marble stairway to the second floor of the theater. The party had thinned out by now and the situation was getting tranquility with just a fistful of multitude lingering about. She led me down another long hall and into a large nicely supply master bedchamber. There was a dim light on the nightstand next to a hulk king-sized bed that had a thick down comforter on top. I was a bit shocked when I saw someone footfall out of the can and realized it was Trent River again. The guy who always seems to hold his hands on and fingers inside of Elena when I see them together. I gritted my teeth and stood there trying to settle if I should just take the air out the threshold and say I've had enough but I continued to watch as she faced me and then she slowly backed up and bumped into him purposely. I watched, stunned, as he slowly pulled the dilute straps of her cocktail attire off of her shoulders and then lowered to divulge her perfectly polish white meat. She watched my formulation and I turned away for a second and shook my head unsure of where this was heading. I think she knew I was thinking about walking out the doorway so she came back to me, tried to osculate me and said `` It 's my natal day and I want you to watch me ''. Then it all dawned on me in a flash bulb. All the conversations we had about me telling her how I had gotten so turned on watching her terpsichore with other guys and me telling her how horny I got watching her getting fingered at the 1st party. I guess she thought she was doing this for me too. But watching her getting fucked by another guy wasn't exactly what I was expecting tonight.

She smiled, lowered her caput, and bit her lip seductively. Then she backed away from me again and returned to where Trent River was standing by the bed. She moved to his side of meat and slowly squatted down in front of him never taking her eyes off of me the whole clock time. She reached up and the two of them worked together to remove his belt and then unzip and lower his trouser. My heart was beating out of my chest as I watched her grab his big cock with both her hired hand and wrap her lips around him. She began to wet-nurse him so perfectly as she had done with me in my truck that Night. I had very amalgamate emotions watching this scene act as out in front of me, but there was no denying that my stopcock was backbreaking and getting harder.

Eventually, Trent River picked her up and pushed her down on the bed, let his pants come down, pulled his shirt off, and then got on his knees in presence of her. He lifted her dress so it was now bunched up into just a modest piece of material around her tummy. Then he pulled her midget bleak flip-flop to one side and grabbed onto her thighs with her heel dangling in the air. He began to suck on her pussy and she wiggled with pleasure. I could clearly see him teasing her clit with the tip of his tongue and she was loving it. After a bit, she raised her foreland up and waved her digit for me to get along closer. I moved next to the bed and then she whispered"learn your pants off."I unzipped myself slowly, lowered my pants, and began to stroke my own shaft as i watched him working on her, even faster now, with his tongue. We were suddenly interrupted briefly by an older hoary man who opened the door. He looked in for a moment, got an eyeful, and said"sorry ”. Then closed the threshold. I think it might cause been the owner of the house and we were probably in his bedroom but the two of them didn't even stop or aid to see who it was.

After a few arcminute, Trento finally stood up and fed his big swollen tool into her wet pussycat while still standing at the sharpness of the bed. She rocked her dead body and arched her bare perfect tits up into the air and moaned"Ohhh ... you feel so sound in me ... ”. I couldn't believe I was just standing there watching them like some kind of cuckold husband but she looked so darn hot getting drilled by him. He lifted her leg and put her high blackguard over his shoulders and continued sliding in and out of her as she squealed loudly with her eye closed. Then she opened her eyes and reached out to me. I put my putz into her bridge player and she stroked me for a bit before pulling me down toward her mouth. I got into position to straddle her face and worked my rooster into her throat as he fucked her. Then she moved onto her side so I could birth a standing right angle to her mouth and able to stroke even abstruse, fucking her gorgeous side. He lifted up one of her pegleg into the air with his bridge player around her mortise joint and he reached down with his other hired man and wrapped it around her firm tit and squeezed gently. Finally, I just could n't curb it any longer. I moaned, pulled out, and shot my lode all over her font and haircloth which set off a strand chemical reaction that caused him to cum and then her to cum and they both moaned as he pounded his seed into her body.

I stood there looking down at her pretty wet cum covered face. Trent pulled his dripping wet cock out of her and stumbled to the bathroom to towel off. She looked up at me smiling and jn a soft spokesperson asked `` Did you like that, watching me ? '' I just shook my header, smirked, and said `` Yeah, I guess so. `` Then she leaned over to kiss my rooster and she wrapped her mouth around it and suckled on it gently the way she likes to do. I could see streams of my cum all over her os frontale, nose, and brass. She pulled my stopcock out of her mouth for a moment, wiped some of the cum off of her expression with her fingers and then fed it into her back talk and moaned"Ummmm .... ”. Then she pulled my dick back into deep into her oral cavity.

Meanwhile, River Trent came back into the room, pulled up his gasp and put his shirt on, slipped on his shoes, and said 'Happy natal day, Elena. '' And then he left without her even answering or looking back at him. She just looked up at me and said `` I want some more."And she sucked slurped on me until I was hard again. I pounced on her physical structure in the middle of the bed and fucked her hard, feeling her wet cum soaked dampish soundbox under me. I could also palpate Trent's fatigued seed leaking out all over my prick and musket ball as I slid in and out of her. I looked into her eyes and face still wet with my own cum and eventually we both had intense orgasms once again. I finally rolled off of her and stared over at her awesome dead body ..."glad birthday, baby ”. Geez, I thought to myself, this is turning out to be one Weird relationship, I wondered how much Thomas More I could wield.

look back on that Night it would have been hard for me to conceive of that lupus erythematosus than three years later, I would be married to this young woman. There would be many more fantastic sexual experiment yet to come .