I've been a fan of this situation for awhile so I decided to try and write a story of my own. I'm loose to critique but please be constructive and not sound like an asshole. Hope you like it

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While I had always been a expert looking guy ( masses said I looked like Michael B. Jordan ) girls never paid me lots attending. That changed my junior year. I spent my first two geezerhood of high school working out. I wasn't big, Sir Thomas More of a lean/cut body build. I finally hit a growing spurt and grew from 5'6 to 6'even, weighing in at 175 pounds. I combined my skills with my new height to lead the basketball squad. I guess being the new star of the subpar team had its perks. daughter would constantly gaze and smile at me in the student residence or holler my name from the crowd at games. While I welcomed the newfound attending, I was completely out of my element. I often got queasy and froze in the presence of beautiful women. My centre would beat extremely dissolute and my palms became a sweaty kettle of fish. I could score a bucket in the clutch with hundred of fans cheating and screaming but put a pretty female child beside me and I was like a cervid in headlights.

I developed my first crush on a girl named Britney. She was a calorie-free skinned smutty girl with a nice couplet of tits, maybe a B-C cup. She had a Nice round ass that wasn't too big but was relative to the rest of her body. Above all that, she was very beautiful ( think a offspring Lark Voorhies from Saved by the campana ) and seemed like a very kind and genuine soul. To my pleasant surprisal, she approached me after one of our few winnings.

"Hey Darius ! You played a cracking game."

I thanked her and mentioned how much I appreciated the musical accompaniment.

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

I was immediately get over with nervousness. While I had hoped for a position to present itself for us to go out, the me in my head was much punter at communicating than the rattling me.

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

She drove us to the local previous night spot in which was of course crowded. While we waited to be seated, Britney started up a conversation and surprisingly I was able to keep back a decent dialogue with her. She was really easygoing to talk to. We were eventually seated and enjoyed a nice meal before she dropped me off at home.

"I had a really in effect time tonight,"she said.

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

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

A few week later after a dark out I found myself at her house all by ourselves. She put on a flick and cuddled up with me on the couch. The perfume she had on was intoxicating and it felt wonderful to experience this gorgeous woman pressed so close against me. We started some heavy making out which was typical over the last few calendar week we spent together. I suddenly felt a hand slowly creeping up my thigh. While she had expressed involvement in doing more than just kissing, I had been reluctant due to my inexperience. I quickly sucked in a breathe to calm my nerves and managed to inspire her forward by boldly grabbing ahold of her firm ass. That was all the encouragement she needed to continue her journeying upwards. My peter was at its full mast of eight inch, anxiously anticipating what was to come. She began to rub my cock 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 move my hired hand to her pussy. To my surprisal, she was already soaking wet. Being the virgin I was, I blindly felt around her puss. I listened to her gasps as I ran my script up her snatch. My finger eventually hit her clit which caused her to immediately shoot into my hand.

"Ohh that felt so beneficial. sustain that up sister,"she exclaimed with pleasure evident in her voice.

I ran my fingers in light circles over her clit, driving her finisher and closer to what I hoped would be a nifty orgasm for her.

"I'm gon na cum all over your script. Please take a leak me cum,"she all but begged.

She was moaning loudly with her middle closed tightly. Seeing her in that state of bliss kicked something on in me. I suddenly felt in control despite this being my offset sexual face-off.

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

Britney's body became steadfast and her leg began to shake. 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 plosive consonant. I'M CUMMING ! !"

She still had her shortstop on so I couldn't see her cumming but I felt my hand get noticeably surface-active agent. She finally opened her eyes and had this goosey grinning on her fount. As she got up and walked down the hall, I couldn't help but take in her ass. She reached a threshold, looked back at me, and made a come hither motion with her finger's breadth.

I bolted after her, excited to find 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 sassing. I slid my hands down to the bottom of her shirt. She broke the kiss and raised her arms allowing me to postulate it off her and exposed her glorious breasts to me for the first time. I admired them for a bit, drinking in this image of feminine beauty. Her mammilla were rock hard as I leaned in to suck in one. She held my psyche tightly to her tit, ensuring her teat would not leave my mouth.

While suckling her tit, I gently slid her short pants and step-in down. I picked up up and playfully threw her on the bed. I had her spread her legs, noting her landing landing strip above her snatch that pointed to my ultimate destination. I slowly kissed up her thigh which elicited a whiney groan from her.

"Either cream me or fuck me but delight stop teasing me."

I was more than happy to hold. I lined my dick up and she guided me in. We both let out hearable grunts of pleasure. Her kitty-cat was unlike anything I could've ever imagined. I started out with slow chance event in and out of her kitty, allowing both of us to correct to the new virtuoso we were feeling.

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

I sped up and instantly felt the feeling 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 clitoris. Her eyes flashed open in delighted surprise.

"Oh yes Darius ! You're gon na make me cum again, this clip all over your Nice unvoiced dick,"she said in a voice dripping with pleasure.

Her vox had never sounded sexier and it pushed me over the edge. I hadn't asked if she was on birth control earlier and by now there was no way I could form a ordered condemnation and ask I her. I pulled out and shot my cum all over her tits and abdomen. This triggered her second orgasm which seemed near than the first. She pulled me down into a candy kiss and moaned out her orgasm in my lip for a commodity 20 second. I looked down at her and she was the picture of flawlessness. The spate of of my cum contrasting on her skin was picture perfective.

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

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