When I was xvi I had this bus driver named Rob. He was in his 1950s, and the nicest guy out there. He would always verbalize to the minor on his bus, but I think I was his front-runner. I would always get in the bus first so that we could talk, and in the three old age I had had him as a device driver we became close. So it came as no surprise to me or my parents when he asked if I wanted to come in over to his house to shovel snow for Tennessean hours. My parents said yes, and that dark instead of getting off at my bus stop I stayed on until he brought me to his house.

Before I go any further, let me give you a little bit of selective information about myself. I was tall for my age, around 5'9 ”, and I was in pretty adept conformation. Not for any exercise I did, but the fact that I had a dissipated metamorphosis and expert cistron. I had 38DD mamilla, which I had caught Rob staring at more than once, and a gracious stave bubble butt. I had shortstop hair, which I was always dying random colours. At the moment it was blue. O.K., back to the narration.

When I finished shovelling Rob's driveway, he invited me in to his theater for some hot hot chocolate and a snack, which I ate gratefully. My parents weren't coming to nibble me up until six, and it was only four by the time we moved to his living room, sitting side by side to each other on the couch.

"So Olivia, how's your swain ?"Rob asked, slinging an arm around my shoulder.

I grimaced, looking up at him."Non existent. He dumped me yesterday."

"Awe sweetheart, that's no good. cum here."He opened his blazonry, and I scooted towards him so I was practically sitting on his lap. He wrapped his arms around me, and I felt my boobs crush into his dresser. When I pulled away, the locating of his arm around my shoulder made his paw Fall almost to my titty.

I smirked slightly at the smell of it, a plan whirring in my mind."Yeah, it sucks. He was no good anyway though. horrible at nooky, and he had a tiny dick."

Rob turns smart red at my word, and he looks down at me sternly."That's no way to tattle Olivia. Pretty girl like you shouldn't have a smitten mouth like that."

I giggle, arching back back enough so that my knocker is pushed into his hand."That's not all this commode sass can do."I say with a smirk.

Rob looks down at the hand he now has pressed to my breast, the only matter between our pelt was my reduce tshirt and bra, and a knowing smile crosses his font. He squeezes my bosom lightly, as if testing my chemical reaction, and when I don't react he slips his large helping hand into my bra.

I let out a easygoing groan as his finger flicks over my mamilla, which have always been quite sore, and I lean up to press a candy kiss to his brim. He responds in kind, kissing me back with a hunger. Soon our knife are tangling, and his hand is still tight on my boob.

I swing my leg up and over his, so I'm facing him still but now straddling him. Out kiss doesn't stop, and soon his early helping hand finds my breast. I moan into his back talk, grinding down on the intemperate pecker I can feel in his knickers. He moans too, and we pull away, panting into each former's sassing. He reaches down to the ass of my shirt, and I pull it off. He reaches behind me, unclipping by bra and pulling it down my arms, letting my perky pap exempt.

He leans forward, latching onto one of my mammilla, and I tilt my head back and moan loudly."Fuck Rob, yes keep doing that."I moan out, and I feel his teeth scrape my teat. I can feel wetness already dripping between my legs, every pass of his spit sending a line of fire to my kitty. Suddenly he pulls back, and I whine is disapproval.

"I believe you said there was something else that pretty mouth of yours could do ?"He says, and I smirk, slowly sliding off of him to the floor in between his ramification.

"Oh, so now it's a pretty mouth ?"I ask with a giggle, my lyric dying in my throat as he starts to undo his knickers. I reach up and help, yanking them over his thighs along with a pair of Elwyn Brooks White boxers. His cock springs free, slapping against his stomach. It's around eight column inch long, way bighearted than my ex's. I smile hungrily, reaching up and wrapping my fingers around it, stroking from top to base. I run my fingers over his balls before returning to the tip, gliding my hired man through the precum already there.

Rob moans, his foreland tilted back in pleasure, so he doesn't see as I sit up, taking the head into my oral cavity. I see him snap to full attention, and he watches as I slowly sink my head onto his length, slowly taking all of him into my mouthpiece. I have no gag reflex, so it was quite easy to do.

When I reach the stem, Rob grabs the rear of my capitulum, forcing me to delay there. I breathe through my nose, focusing on the smell of him. Soon he lets me go, only to start fucking my face with a rage, moans erupting from his mouth. I let him jazz my aspect, loving the feeling of his balls slapping against my Kuki-Chin. After a few moments of this, he pulls out of my mouth with a pop.

"Wan na jazz you."He moans, and I nod, standing up. He moves, grabbing me by the weapon and placing me on the couch where he was just sitting. He yanks down my drawers, then reaches out for my step-in. Those seem to frustrate him, so he just rips them off my body and throws them aside. I hiss in indignation, but he doesn't notification.

He kneels down, pressing his nerve into my pussy, lapping up the wetness he finds there. Soon, his tongue is joined my fingers, two of them forcing their way into my cockeyed hole. I moan loudly, bucking up into his face. He finger hump me quickly, his mouth latched onto my button, and soon in cumming on his side, my juices going everywhere.

As I'm cumming, he stands up and dislocate his cock into me, which only intensifies my orgasm, and soon I'm writhing around his cock. He shows no self ascendancy, fucking into me like a madman, his lump slapping my ass. He leans down, latching onto one of my teat, sucking hard, and soon I'm cumming around his huge cock again. I hear him grunt, his stroke becoming faster and faster until he stops, and I feel ropes of cum being spurted into my pussy.

I let out a pant, trying to push him off me, but he stays put. He tilts his headland towards my ear, and I hear him whisper"I'm uninventive. You won't get pregnant."Before he latched onto my nipple again.

I sigh slightly, and I wait for him to finish up cumming in me. Once he pulls out, he flops down on the put adjacent to me. We're both trousering, the clay of our orgasms still coursing through us. I lean over and kiss him, and at that moment we hear a car pull into the drive. My parents had arrived to pick me up.

I scramble to find my clothes, grimicing at the torn underwear. I throw them at Rob, and he catches them, pressing them to his nose."A little keepsake for you."I laugh, and he laughs too.

He stands up, walking over to press a kiss to my mouth before I walk out the doorway."I'll see you on Monday."He says with a smirk, and smack my ass as I walk out the door.

I reply with a grin."See you on Monday.. ”