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This is a floor that is avowedly to every extent that I am writing. If at any clip it seems I am drifting I truly apologize just recalling the fond memories as they happened ( gens have been changed to protect the people here )


It was the month of April as I recall it, the unusual cold weather this far into the year this far south seemed to be on the downslope and the warmer weather was soon approaching. This is not about a piece of pussy or some hot ass this is a story of hot tweed passion, a write up of lustfulness and a story of love. Sofia was my neighbor I had known since I was an immature tike, approximately the age of 12…they moved away after a abruptly stay in the house across the street, when I say they I mean her, her four children and her married man. Now from the time they were gone I was subjected to bullying, a father who was raised army manner and a sweet and placate caring female parent. At the age of 14 I was introduced into the globe of drugs and got strung out strong on them for 3 years. I finally got help and started on the path to recovery.


Life had kicked me around a bit ; minuscule did I know things would change. Well as fate plays a great hand in things, it would so pass the Sweet caring Serdica would rule her back into the mansion mightily across the street once again. Times have changed I was no recollective a boy but a young adult molding into a man. She was elegant as ever, dark fat skin showing the roots of her Latino heritage, long curly tomentum that hung about to her curvy hips, Sweet red lips that looked as if they were pulled from some painting or a great work of art un-comprehendible to me, and eyes that appeared to see deep into your soul pulling and tugging your desires. It seemed as if she and the married man have drifted apart somewhat. Well as it would induce it we become stuffy through the net, chatting, and through text message.


Through one of our texts I discovered she thought I was a rather cute guy and I admit I was very fond of telling her she was a very beautiful and engaging woman. Then the one dark came, the one night that would change it all. I messaged her just wanting to keep in contact with her to be friendly and after a few texts she invited me over to advert out and relax. well I was sure as hell not going to let this opportunity go to squander so I got out of bed, put on a shirt, ran a skirmish through my pilus, and after slipping my shoes on I was prepare to go. The base on balls over there was the most nervous minute of my life so many intellection were rushing through my head worrying if I would make water a tomfool of myself. As I arrived I took a deep breathing time and knocked on the door. She called me inside and I proceeded into the house. She had said she was drinking a little and told me I could have some to, even though I was only 18 at the meter. I grabbed some stinky beer from the fridge that her married man beverage and plopped down on the couch.


She tells me her married man is out of townsfolk for a few weeks ; I can't assistant but be a small well-chosen at this news. After a while her friend leaves for work and it is just me and her up talking about whatever comes to heed. She suddenly stops and asks if she can ask me a very personal question, of course I say go ahead. She looks at me and expect how big I am. As she asked that my kernel raced as I thought of the focussing this could exact if all went well. well not truly knowing the size of my man cowl I briskly reply with the old far-famed line"I've never had any complaints ”. She seems to ponder on this a instant and then says if I ever do measure it to let her know. well fate can be Nice and in this grammatical case in was a bitch. My mother texted me saying I had to come in home because of an event I had to go to in the morning. Well I can honestly say I did not want to leave this beautiful fair sex's companionship.


As I stood to leave, she stood with me and beckoned me in for a hug. As I pulled back from the hug and gazed into her eye I saw everything I ever truly want happiness, love, and hope for a better future. I could not help myself and leaned in to kiss her lips. She seemed a bit shocked, but soon she moved her mouth in unison with mine. I did not care if I was in trouble for the residuum of my life this was heaven and I was not going to give it up. I began nibbling on her lips and across her boldness. I brushed the fuzz from her succulent neck and nibbled there and unto her ear. Her trunk was a cellphone set on vibrate and I seemed to be pushing all the right buttons. She pushed me away slightly and reminded me of the prison term, but I did not give care anymore


I reached under her shirt as I steadily kissed her and rub against her breast, arousing the tit as she moaned into my mouth. She lifted her shirt and I grabbed her chest and sucked on her teat aristocratical grazing it ever so lightly with my teeth and flicking the tip of the nipple to produce foreplay. She sat on the couch and I attempted to put my hired hand down her knickers, when she stopped me. I was afraid I had pushed it too far, but she told me the way to get there was with my tool. I pulled her up and asked her where she wanted to go. She led me into another room with a turgid chair. I pulled a condom from my wallet and jacked my tool trying to get it arduous. I was very spooky with her being 11 years Old than me and being such a beautiful woman.


So she licked her hand and slid her hand onto my cock and downwards onto my ball. Seeing her skin contrasted against mine created a strange belief deep inside me and I became heavily. I slid the safe over my hardened manhood and she laid down on the chair. She told me to be gentle because it had been for a while since she had had sex, I found this hard to believe given the fact she was married and very attractive. I crouched down and slide my hammer inside her slowly. Her face was twisted in a video display of pain and pleasure as her kitty adjusted once again to her friend the stopcock. I began slowly gaining speed when need be, that's when the intellection crossed my judgement that it has been a piece for her so I doubt she has had a good cum brought on from any early unity fingers besides her own. I asked to take the condom off since I knew I was clean and she was to, she agreed. I ran my fingerbreadth down her tummy and found her clit and rubbed it in a emphatic motion, which caused her to spasm and hitch moaning loudly.


I felt good knowing I could bring her delight and make her smell good. I was making my fortuity equal in distance and time apart, and pacing myself in society not to cum to fast. I reached down and slammed into her faster as she yelled for me to pound sterling into her and rubbed her clit a second time. This meter something I have never experienced happened, she began shaking and yelling beautiful and frail language I could not understand in Spanish people. The language sounded so foreign yet felt so aright to me, it sounded as if it was pulled from a capital study of lit. I could experience her juices pouring down my balls and dripping onto my legs. I could finger the old yet associate clenching in my Lucille Ball and I knew my meter would soon be up. She told me she did not think she could cum anymore, so I spat into my hand and circled her clit gently and I felt the succus gush onto my dick and I couldn't hold back anymore and slammed into her with all my might and started Cumming.


I pulled out after I shot a few ropes of cum inside her and came on the outside of her cunt. She stood and dressed and I pulled my gasp up, I knew I was way over due for my curfew but I just had the ripe Nox of my living and I did not care. After promising her this would be our secret, I kissed her goodnight and left to go home pickings in the cool down night air and wondering when I could be with her again.
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Part 2 ? ? ? ?