I've been a fan of this site for awhile so I decided to try and write a story of my own. I'm opened to critical review but please be constructive and not go like an asshole. Hope you like it

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While I had always been a respectable looking guy ( people said I looked like Michael B. Jordan ) girls never paid me much attention. That changed my junior class. I spent my first two years of high school working out. I wasn't big, more of a lean/cut body build. I finally hit a growth spurt and grew from 5'6 to 6'even, weighing in at 175 pound sterling. I combined my skills with my new height to lead the basketball team. I guess being the new mavin of the subpar team had its perquisite. Girls would constantly stare and smile at me in the halls or scream my name from the crowd at plot. While I welcomed the newfound attention, I was completely out of my element. I often got flighty and froze in the presence of beautiful women. My gist would pound extremely fasting and my laurel wreath became a sweaty sight. I could score a bucket in the clutch with century of lover cheating and screaming but put a pretty girl beside me and I was like a cervid in headlights.

I developed my maiden press on a girl named Britney. She was a light scrape blackness girlfriend with a nice span of bosom, maybe a B-C cup. She had a nice bout ass that wasn't too big but was relative to the rest period of her physical structure. Above all that, she was very beautiful ( think a young pipit Voorhies from Saved by the Bell ) and seemed like a very kind and genuine person. To my pleasant surprisal, she approached me after one of our few wins.

"Hey Darius ! You played a great game."

I thanked her and mentioned how much I appreciated the support.

"Would you like to catch some solid food with me,"she asked.

I was immediately get the best with nervousness. While I had hoped for a office to stage itself for us to go out, the me in my point was much better at communicating than the very me.

I stammered out a,"Uh yeah. I'd definitely like that. Just give me a few minutes to freshen up."

She drove us to the local late night position in which was of line crowded. While we waited to be seated, Britney started up a conversation and surprisingly I was able to hold a decent dialogue with her. She was really slowly to peach to. We were eventually seated and enjoyed a Nice meal before she dropped me off at abode.

"I had a really good sentence tonight,"she said.

"As did I,"I replied,"Maybe we could do this again sometime ?"

She agreed and gave me her phone number so we could continue to verbalise. We continued to go out and eventually I asked her to be my girlfriend, to which she gladly said yes.

A few weeks later after a night out I found myself at her house all by ourselves. She put on a film and cuddled up with me on the sofa. The perfume she had on was intoxicating and it felt wonderful to deliver this gorgeous char pressed so close against me. We started some with child making out which was typical over the last-place few hebdomad we spent together. I suddenly felt a hired hand slowly creeping up my thigh. While she had expressed interest in doing more than just kissing, I had been loath due to my inexperience. I quickly sucked in a breathe to sedate my nerves and managed to advocate her forward by boldly grabbing ahold of her firm ass. That was all the boost she needed to stay on her journeying upwards. My dick was at its full mast of eight inch, anxiously anticipating what was to come. She began to rub my peter which, even through my shorts, felt very intense.

"Hmm..even better than I had hoped,"she said.

However, she quickly became distracted as I, not wanting to be left behind, decided to act my hand to her pussy. To my surprisal, she was already soaking wet. Being the Virgo I was, I blindly felt around her kitty-cat. I listened to her gasps as I ran my script up her slit. My finger eventually hit her clit which caused her to immediately buck into my hand.

"Ohh that felt so salutary. go on that up baby,"she exclaimed with pleasure evident in her voice.

I ran my fingers in lighter circles over her button, driving her finisher and closer to what I hoped would be a great sexual climax for her.

"I'm gon na cum all over your paw. Please make me cum,"she all but begged.

She was moaning loudly with her centre closed tightly. Seeing her in that State of bliss kicked something on in me. I suddenly felt in control despite this being my get-go sexual encounter.

I leaned in and whispered in her ear,"Cum for me Britney, cum for me baby."

Britney's body became fuddled and her legs began to throw off. She loudly confirmed my suspicion that she was about to cum.

"Oh my gosh…oh my gosh. I'm gon na cum. Don't stop, don't block. I'M CUMMING ! !"

She still had her shorts on so I couldn't see her cumming but I felt my mitt get noticeably surface-active agent. She finally opened her eyes and had this goosy grinning on her face. As she got up and walked down the hall, I couldn't aid but watch her ass. She reached a door, looked back at me, and made a derive hither gesture with her fingers.

I bolted after her, excited to detect out what was next. After making her cum, I had an air of confidence that seemed to envelop me. Once in the room, I pulled Britney to me a laid a passionate candy kiss on her lips. I slid my hands down to the buttocks of her shirt. She broke the kiss and raised her arms allowing me to take it off her and exposed her magnificent breasts to me for the kickoff time. I admired them for a bit, drinking in this image of feminine beauty. Her tit were rock hard as I leaned in to suck one. She held my head teacher tightly to her tit, ensuring her nipple would not leave my mouth.

While suckling her bosom, I gently slid her drawers and panty down. I picked up up and playfully threw her on the bed. I had her spreadhead her leg, noting her landing strip above her pussy that pointed to my ultimate destination. I slowly kissed up her thigh which elicited a whiny moan from her.

"Either lick me or sleep with me but delight closure teasing me."

I was more than happy to oblige. I lined my putz up and she guided me in. We both let out audible grunts of delight. Her pussy was unlike anything I could've ever imagined. I started out with slow chance event in and out of her kitty-cat, allowing both of us to set to the new aesthesis we were feeling.

"Baby this feels so good but I need more,"she half moaned, half grunted.

I sped up and instantly felt the flavor of my impending cum intensify. I wanted her to cum again either before or with me. I reached down with my thumb and ran it over her button. Her eye flashed open in enchant surprisal.

"Oh yes Darius ! You're gon na make me cum again, this prison term all over your nice hard cock,"she said in a representative dripping with pleasance.

Her spokesperson had never sounded sexier and it pushed me over the sharpness. I hadn't asked if she was on birth control earlier and by now there was no way I could form a consistent judgment of conviction and ask I her. I pulled out and shot my cum all over her breast and breadbasket. This triggered her secondment orgasm which seemed better than the first of all. She pulled me down into a kiss and moaned out her orgasm in my mouth for a good 20 seconds. I looked down at her and she was the picture of perfection. The flock of of my cum contrasting on her hide was characterisation perfect.

"That was absolutely incredible,"she said, sounding a bit timeworn.

"Agreed. I have a feeling we'll be doing a lot of more of that,"I replied with a mischievous grin .