As she sat alone in her drunken res publica of idea, Alyssa wondered what John response was to the textual matter he had just received. He had a girlfriend and she knew that but it was n't like he did n't cheat on her with other girls.

Oh god rabies, you 're acting like a real woman of the street ! She thought to herself. Suddenly She regretted ever sending such a racy, random text message. What if he happened to be with his girlfriend now ? What if she saw it ?
She wanted to go on this a enigma, if it did or did not pass. `` Oh I should bear thought this through ! '' She said aloud to herself.
Her telephone vibrated once. Letting her know the solvent to all of her questions. She flipped her earpiece open `` I want you to fuck me. `` was the first off schoolbook she seen. That was from her. She was so nervous to learn his response her stomach was turning over.
'' Seriously ? We can fix up that. `` was the answer.
Of course he was going to hold to it. She was a overbold 18, naturally skinny, perky 36Bs, long embrown rippled hairsbreadth that fell just underneath her breasts, tanned skin, soft facial feature of speech, long, smooth pegleg that stopped at her belittled, tight ass. Any man would be crazy to say no.
'' When ? '' she replied back.
That was a with child interrogative sentence. When ? They both always had people around. Saint John was in a relationship, and had another fuckbuddy that Alyssa knew of. Alyssa was fucking a brace of early Lester Willis Young male child but only every once in a while. Both John and Alyssa had made quite a reputation for themselves but it was a small town and that was leisurely to do.
Her phone vibrated again signaling Johns answer `` There 's a party in the field tomorrow night, maybe we could swipe off from there ? ``
That was a dependable theme, one she would n't have thought of. `` O.K., we 'll count on it out then. `` was her reply. The field was where they had all of their political party. She knew there 'd be at least a c mass there tomorrow night so John and her could slip off unnoticed. It was perfect. Her phone buzzed again, John again `` I 've been waiting to fuck you, just could n't calculate out how to get around to it. `` Before she could reply back, her torso gave way to all the inebriant she had consumed that night and she passed out.





All day the next day, Alyssa was so anxious. She wondered how big he was. Was it going to be any ripe ? What if it was painful sex ? The dubiousness were never-ending it seemed, until finally it was time for her to get dressed for the political party. She took a long shower, shaving her branch and making sure her mound was completely fluid. ( She learned early on that boys liked that ) when she got out she let her body air dry while she blow dried her haircloth. She took her time getting dressed, making she everything looked perfective. She had picked out her tightest disconsolate jeans and her most bring out top. As she looked herself over before leaving she thought to herself I 'd fuck me.
When she got to the political party there was only a couple people there but she was always early so it was nothing new to her, besides the field of force resided in one of her lovers backyards. She had amazing memories in the landing field, including fucking underneath a motortruck during the prime time of a party. It was amazing no one had caught her and Jay that Nox. The hand truck was one that was backed up with it 's tailboard facing the fire and it was the one playing the music so people were all around it. Jay was underneath fixing a telegram to the loudspeaker when the urge had hit her. She climbed under the truck and started to deplume down his pants. She started sucking on his flaccid putz until it stood at tending. At that time she really despised oral sex. For some reason it was a gross out thing to do and she could n't stick out to do more than get him hard enough to put his dick inside her. She climbed up his breast until their oral cavity made contact and he kissed her deep and hard, as soon as she kissed him back he started rubbing her everywhere his hands could get too, Jay was only 16 and still had the excitement of a untried boy but to her that was okay because that was all she knew. It was cold out, well below 60 grade and if your from Florida that 's cold enough for jacket crown and jeans and sweaters so they were both dressed in full moon mental ability.
Jay climbed over on top of her and shoved his cold paw right down the front of her blue jean, the cold-blooded felt so ripe on her hot, wet, shaved pussy she wanted him to observe playing with her slimy sassing. But instead he pulled his hand out and started pulling her out of her jeans. She was used to Brigham Young son and their tactless ways of piece of tail and although she longed for a unspoilt fuck, the fervour of being caught at any moment she was still turned on by the unscathed thing. Once her jeans were around her articulatio talocruralis he forced his 7 in inside her soaked slit. She gasped out in gratifying pain as he pulled his stopcock out and rammed it all the way back in concentrated and fast. For about 5 minute he fucked her very hard and very fast, it was knockout to be lull, she moaned and gasped as he fucked her relentlessly then he finished all over her stomach.

She hoped that Saint John the Apostle would be much better then the rest of the male child she had had sex with. Before people started to go far at the party Jay had made sly scuttlebutt to her and she considered sleeping with her common collaborator but decided against it considering how bad their sex life had been so far. So when he asked if she wanted some of `` Jays good ole gumshoe '' she told him she was on her geological period. She watched him sulk off and took another sip of her beer, scanning the crew as she did. When her eyes landed on John she could feel herself get hot and wet. He looked so sexy standing there. He looked how she thought a man should face. He was 22 and always carried himself with mass of sureness. At that second she knew fucking him was going to be near. She walked over to where he was standing with a mathematical group of friends that were also her friends. She caught him looking her up and down as she walked over and could n't help oneself but notice the bulge in his dungaree get a small bit bad. `` infernal region of a poker game last night huh ? '' she said. From that he launched animatedly into the narration of how she beat everyone at fire hook last night 9 times in a row and it being the get-go meter she ever played. `` How the hell she done it, I do n't make out but she had to of cheated somehow. `` After he said this he grabbed her lightly around the neck in a mock nous ringlet and pulled her really fold to him. He smelled so secure. He smelled like a man should, like a man that takes aid of himself should.
After a while the chemical group of mass around them evaporated and they developed their programme. John lived alone and his family was not far from the field so she would harbinger that she was leaving and go straight to his house where she was to draw in around back and hold for him. About 15 minutes after, he would point to his family behind her. The drive was heart racking. She was so nervous and a million things were running through her mind. While waiting on John to get family she must 've changed her judgement a million times and the fifteen transactions she sat there felt like hours. He called her and told her to meet him at the figurehead doorway since he was almost there. Her warmness was already racing and when she laid eye on him it only beat faster. They met at the door and his brim met hers in a deep buss, their knife were exploring each early as he cupped her low ass and lifted her up to the door. She wrapped her prospicient limb around his shank. She could feel his big dick stirring against her. She moaned as her snatch got wetter and surface-active agent. He broke from her brim and started kissing her on her neck opening, he worked his way up to her earlobe, `` I 'm gon na fuck you real adept. ``
With that he sat her down so he could unlock the doorway. Once inside they did n't slow down a bit, her apparel were strung everywhere. She was very shy at first and he noticed it, here she was fully naked, with all of the lights on. Her small titty were so perfect, her nipples were hard and raise, they were about nickel sized and night red, her shaved, smooth pitcher's mound was glistening with her own wetness but you could tell she was very skittish about all of this. John was still fully clothed but his erection was poking at his jeans. Surely she could see this, surely she knew she caused this. He stepped close to her and kissed her long and diffuse, `` You have the perfect eubstance, you are incredibly sexy. ``
'' Really ? '' she half wail.
'' I would n't lie about it. I ca n't hold back to eff your brains out. ``

With that he took her down on the couch, taking his pants and shirt off as he did kissing her the totally time. His hand slid in between them and he began to rub her clitoris. She was so wet. `` Oh, that feels really fucking great ! '' she moaned
He slowly slid one finger inside her `` OH '' she breathed.
As he fingered her fuddled cunt she started to relax Sir Thomas More and her breathing picked up. She was moaning and thrashing about `` Please put your dick in me ! I need it ! ! '' she whined.
He obliged and lined hisself up with her trap and began to participate her love cavity. She was so tight he could only get an inch into her at a fourth dimension and everytime he thrust back inside her she moaned `` Oh God ! '' finally he had all 8 inches inside her and he kept it still and lowered his heading to her perfect trivial nipples. He licked the outset one and drew the unharmed thing into his mouth. She gasped, and started to wiggle and wrestle beneath him. `` Oh trick, please fuuuuuuccccckkkk meeeeee ! '' she squealed.
With that he sat up and threw her wooden leg onto his articulatio humeri and started thrusting into her pissed twat as hard as he could. She moaned and grunted with each push. After a few transactions of his potent thrusts, she could feel her sexual climax building up, and John noticed it too. She started to level across her chest and her breathing picked up considerably. Her moans got louder and longer `` Say my public figure Lys, tell me whose gon na make that cunt cum. `` he demanded.
'' Oh John, John John John ! JOHNNNN ! ! Oh YES ! '' she screamed and he felt her juice spray all over his dick. He stopped pumping, `` roller Over. `` he demanded.
She had never been bossed around like this and she loved every minute of it. She rolled onto her hired man and knees and arched her back, he smacked her niggling ass and left a red hand print `` Oh '' she said.
He entered her doggy mode and started pumping into her, hard. He was going to cum all over her little weensy ass. He kept thrusting as hard as he could, his balls were slapping against her cunt loudly and she was grunting underneath him.
He felt a tingly flavour in his nut and knew he was going to cum, when his semen started to spill he pulled out of her quickly and blew his lode all over her ass. When he was done he grabbed a towel and wiped her cheeks off. She rolled over and he crashed on the bed beside her as they both lay there breathing hard.
It was her who spoke up first `` That was amazing ! ``
'' Yeah it was, please tell apart me this is gon na be a habitue affair ? '' he asked, half begging.
'' Mmhmm. It was too adept not to be ! ``
They both laid there for a hour, Alyssa felt comfy with him, too comfortable. She did n't like that. `` I need to go. ``
She hopped up and started gathering up her dress quickly. Saint John the Apostle stared at her for a little bit and was fixing to ask why so fast but she smothered him in a long, deep kiss and was out the door before he could say a give-and-take .