Rob could n't believe his luck, or that such a proposal was true. A beautiful fair sex asking HIM for HIS phone number ? At 26, he was your average guy. 5'11, 190lbs, short brown hair, hazel optic, with an middling build, and an average 6 '' hammer. At 1st, he could n't help feeling there was a arrest or that it was a buffoonery ... that this 22 yr old, 5'9 '' tall, 115lb acrobatic Latina college sophomore with shoulder length raven colored tomentum, park middle, 32b breasts, and round Latina ass that made most men stop and gaze would give him the clock time of day, nevertheless be matter to in HIM or ask him out ; but she did.

It was the heady mean solar day of Myspace, where creating your Myspace page with euphony ( that most people muted anyway ), moving-picture show, and nontextual matter that made to the highest degree of the pageboy and mental object take forever to actually stretch due to their sheer volume and mass of content. The time where making someone 's `` Top 8 '' was a huge stack socially, and where on that 8 you were positioned could stage a new friendly relationship, or budding romance to who was on the motherfucker listing or on their way out of the friend group/relationship. A time before texting, camera phones, and apps ... where the preferable means of social networking and chat was through AIM ( AOL Instant Messenger ).

They met at work, where she was an intern. It was a Friday night in other September, where Natalie asked for Rob 's AIM screenname so they could spill over the weekend, and maybe get together and see a picture and grab dinner party. Saturday dark rolls around and Natalie subject matter Rob, and they talk for hours ; everything from the likes of to dislikes and they make plans to eat at Cheesecake manufactory and see Little Miss Sunshine, with the debate being on which to do first ; Rob suggest they see the movie first and then eat, so they could discuss the flick during dinner party. perfect tense.

Two weeks go by and they become inseparable. They hang out almost every night after employment, and they officially start dating. They moved each other in from the archives of the common Myspace friend, to the most prestigious mutation of each other 's top situation on the Top 8. After two weeks of hand keeping, snuggling on the couch, and quick pile on the cheek, they decide to take advantage of the sunny Southern atmospheric condition and plan a day at the beach. Rob came to foot Natalie up at her off campus apartment and could n't trust his optic when he saw her eubstance in her tank top and Soffe shorts ( girls wore them with the sash slightly rolled down back then ), with her sunglass on and towel in mitt.

At the beach, Natalie takes off her army tank top and shorts, and reveals her black bikini. Rob has to do all he can to hide his growing hardon in his boardshorts and he suggests they go in the water supply. After getting in up to their shoulders, they play, splash, and toying. Natalie swims over to him and be adrift up near his waist and wraps her leg around him, pulling him close to her. They kiss and she slowly starts to grind against him. He has his left hand against the small of her binding and caressed up her long slender leg with his right. Their embrace is quickly jarred, when a wave came and crashed into them. They laughed that their blissfully unaware Department of State has left them unfold to be assaulted by the incoming Atlantic Ocean Ocean and decided to get out for a bit and grab a few beers from on of the pantheon of places along A1A. A while later, they decided they were buzzed enough and decided to maneuver back nursing home. Instead of dropping her off, Natalie suggested that Rob come inside her apartment and they society pizza and watch out a picture. Rob naturally agrees, and the night progresses. They rented `` V for vendetta '' from Blockbuster, and Natalie kept looking at Rob during the movie so often that he told her if she did it again, he was going to kiss her. She did it again. And again ... .and before he they knew it ... they were making out on her couch. Her whisker tied back in a ponytail, he saw this as an opportunity to kiss her neck. She began to breathe heavily and toil into him. He began to pressure her right titty as he kissed her oceanic abyss and she returned his kiss with a dampen moan. She began to rub the hardon in his short circuit, and he reached into the waistband of her shorts, using his middle finger to probe for her dent and gap. He was delighted to finger that she had a lash on, brushed his finger's breadth against her nub and her gasp while she tongued his sass was all the signal he needed to carry on. After fingering her inside her shortstop and panties for a few minutes, Natalie broke the candy kiss with a grinning and said, `` add up on '' as she stood up and took him by the hand into her bedroom. Once in her room, she took off her top and bra, and slid down her shorts and lash to reveal her amazing Whitney Moore Young Jr. and sozzled body. Rob followed cause and he was entranced by her nearly hairless puss ; a niggling landing funnies to guide him to nirvana.

Natalie climbed onto the bed, laid on her back and counterpane her leg. Rob got on the bed next to her and kissed her again. He kissed her as he worked a fingerbreadth inside of her, marveling at how truly small and tight her pussy was. He knew she has been with three other guys before and was no stranger to sex, but fuck ... he still could n't trust how small and tight she was. Rob then moved down to the end of the bed and positioned his head between her legs and began to slowly lick her sheep pen and clit as she bucked her articulatio coxae against him, eager to cum. Rob knew that her final boyfriend ( who was a devout Muslim ) would not and did not take sex with her, not matter how grueling she tried or pleaded with him to. She told him about how the farthest she could get was for them to get nude, him to wear a condom and her to slew her slit along his cock. This conversation came up when the box of Large Trojan condom was discovered on a shelf in her Radclyffe Hall closet when she asked him to get a towel. She remarked about how her live fellow was about 9 '' long, but would n't stimulate sex with her because of his religious belief and fear of his mother ever finding out. Rob was convinced this is why she was she was so hornlike that night ... she could finally have a outlet after calendar month of being subjected to protected dry humping.

Thinking about this, he sat up and just looked at her now soaking wet and engorged pussy rim and clit. Natalie took this as her cue to lean down and take him in her backtalk. She sucked him with a sure naivety and rustiness, but it still felt honest enough. After a moment or so, they both knew what they wanted. Natalie laid back down on her rear and ranch her stage. She smirked and wryly asked, `` You 're scavenge rightfield ... ? '' Rob chuckled, and said, `` Yeah of course of action, are you ? '' to which her affirmed and he got on top of her and rubbed the head of his cock against her opening. Rob, being an average 6 '' was thicker than most, especially at the head and it took a few bucks and heat by the two of them to achieve penetration ... no thanks to her not having sex for 6-8 months. Once inside they began to fuck, like two lapin trying to save their species. Thinking back to their AIM conversations, Rob knew what her turn ons and flex offs were, and she admitted that her braggart turn on was a creampie fetish. Unable to throw off the mentation of being able to cum inside this beautiful specimen and not own her really bend her on was nearly overmaster. Rob began to sense the tingle in his ball as he was on top of her and said, I 'm gon na cum ... .where do you want me to ... '' to which Natalie simply replied `` inside. '' Rob then looked cryptical into her hypnotizing emerald eyes and push oceanic abyss into her as he felt the jet shoot out his cock and heart rate deep inside her womb. He felt her cunt clench on to his cock and milk it. They collapsed in a sweaty wad and embraced each other. Looking on the floor, at the bottom draftsman of her nightstand, Rob saw a homemade pipe/bong made from Al hydrofoil and an empty paper towel roll. Laughing, he asked, `` The fuck were you cooking in THAT ? '' Natalie laughed and confessed she made it to smoke some pot she had gotten from a Quaker a few hebdomad back. Rob told her next sentence, he would land over a really tube. From there they would pass the new few months living, hanging out, smoking pot, and fucking cumming in her everyday ... .until one day when things started to become strange, and more than than awkward. When affair she previously found uninteresting ( like baseball ... her dad actually played Major conference Baseball and she could n't give a fuck about the plot ) suddenly became topics of conversation.

Then things in the sleeping room began to shift as well ...