Rob could n't believe his lot, or that such a proposition was avowedly. A beautiful adult female asking HIM for HIS turn ? At 26, he was your average guy. 5'11, 190lbs, short brown hair, hazelnut tree eye, with an ordinary physical body, and an middling 6 '' cock. At world-class, he could n't help feeling there was a catch or that it was a prank ... that this 22 year old, 5'9 '' tall, 115lb athletic Latina college sophomore with articulatio humeri length raven colored whisker, green eyes, 32b breasts, and labialise Latina ass that made most men stop and stare would give him the time of day, nevertheless be concerned in HIM or ask him out ; but she did.

It was the wise Clarence Day of Myspace, where creating your Myspace page with music ( that most people muted anyway ), pics, and computer graphic that made most of the pages and content consume forever to actually dilute due to their sheer mass and mass of content. The meter where making someone 's `` Top 8 '' was a huge tidy sum socially, and where on that 8 you were positioned could represent a new friendly relationship, or budding Romance language to who was on the tell on list or on their way out of the friend group/relationship. A meter before texting, camera earphone, and apps ... where the preferred way of social networking and Old World chat was through AIM ( AOL Instant courier ).

They met at work, where she was an interne. It was a Friday nighttime in betimes September, where Natalie asked for Rob 's AIM screenname so they could talk over the weekend, and maybe get together and see a movie and grab dinner. Saturday night rolls around and Natalie substance Rob, and they talk for 60 minutes ; everything from the like to disapproval and they make plans to eat at Cheesecake Factory and see small Miss fair weather, with the argument being on which to do first ; Rob suggest they see the movie first and then eat, so they could discourse the moving-picture show during dinner party. Perfect.

Two weeks go by and they become inseparable. They hang out almost every night after work, and they officially start dating. They moved each former in from the archives of the common Myspace booster, to the most esteemed sport of each other 's top spot on the Top 8. After two calendar week of hand belongings, snuggling on the couch, and fast stack on the cheek, they decide to take advantage of the sunny Southern conditions and design a day at the beach. Rob came to break up Natalie up at her off campus apartment and could n't believe his eyes when he saw her physical structure in her tank top and Soffe shorts ( little girl wore them with the waistband slightly rolled down back then ), with her sunglass on and towel in hand.

At the beach, Natalie takes off her tank top and shorts, and reveals her black Bikini. Rob has to do all he can to obscure his growing hardon in his boardshorts and he suggests they go in the piss. After getting in up to their articulatio humeri, they play, splash, and flirt. Natalie swims over to him and floats up near his waistline and wraps her legs around him, pulling him close to her. They kiss and she slowly starts to grind against him. He has his impart hired man against the low of her back and caressed up her long slender leg with his right. Their embrace is quickly jarred, when a wave came and crashed into them. They laughed that their blissfully unaware nation has left them open to be assaulted by the incoming Atlantic Ocean and decided to get out for a bit and snap up a few beers from on of the pantheon of places along A1A. A while later, they decided they were buzzed enough and decided to channelise back home. Instead of dropping her off, Natalie suggested that Rob come inside her apartment and they social club pizza and follow a movie. Rob naturally agrees, and the night progresses. They rented `` V for vendetta '' from Blockbuster, and Natalie kept looking at Rob during the movie so often that he told her if she did it again, he was going to kiss her. She did it again. And again ... .and before he they knew it ... they were making out on her couch. Her hair tied back in a ponytail, he saw this as an chance to kiss her cervix. She began to breathe heavily and grind into him. He began to force her right breast as he kissed her deep and she returned his kiss with a muffled moan. She began to rub the hardon in his shorts, and he reached into the waistband of her shorts, using his middle digit to poke into for her slit and opening. He was delighted to feel that she had a thong on, brushed his finger against her nub and her gasp while she tongued his back talk was all the signaling he needed to proceed. After fingering her inside her drawers and panties for a few minutes, Natalie broke the kiss with a smiling and said, `` Come on '' as she stood up and took him by the hand into her bedroom. Once in her room, she took off her top and bra, and slid down her shorts and flip-flop to unwrap her perplex immature and taut soundbox. Rob followed lawsuit and he was entranced by her nearly hairless pussy ; a piffling land strip to guide him to nirvana.

Natalie climbed onto the bed, laid on her binding and gap her legs. Rob got on the bed next to her and kissed her again. He kissed her as he worked a finger inside of her, marveling at how truly small and closely her pussy was. He knew she has been with three former guy cable before and was no alien to sex, but fuck ... he still could n't trust how small and smashed she was. Rob then moved down to the end of the bed and positioned his head between her leg and began to slowly lick her folds and button as she bucked her hip joint against him, tidal bore to cum. Rob knew that her last boyfriend ( who was a devout Moslem ) would not and did not have sex with her, not matter how surd she tried or pleaded with him to. She told him about how the uttermost she could get was for them to get naked, him to wear a condom and her to slue her slit along his cock. This conversation came up when the box of Large Trojan condoms was discovered on a ledge in her anteroom cupboard when she asked him to get a towel. She remarked about how her finis boyfriend was about 9 '' long, but would n't take sex with her because of his religion and fear of his mother ever finding out. Rob was convinced this is why she was she was so horny that night ... she could finally experience a release after month of being subjected to protected dry humping.

Thinking about this, he sat up and just looked at her now soaking wet and engorged pussy lips and clit. Natalie took this as her cue to incline down and choose him in her mouth. She sucked him with a certain naivety and rustiness, but it still felt serious enough. After a mo or so, they both knew what they wanted. Natalie laid back down on her cover and counterpane her legs. She smirked and wryly asked, `` You 're clean right ... ? '' Rob chuckled, and said, `` Yeah of course, are you ? '' to which her affirmed and he got on top of her and rubbed the head of his cock against her chess opening. Rob, being an modal 6 '' was thicker than near, especially at the head and it took a few dollar and ruts by the two of them to accomplish penetration ... no thanks to her not having sex for 6-8 months. Once inside they began to know, like two rabbit trying to bring through their species. Thinking back to their AIM conversations, Rob knew what her act ons and turn offs were, and she admitted that her biggest turn on was a creampie hoodoo. unable to shake the cerebration of being able to cum inside this beautiful specimen and not bear her really change by reversal her on was nearly overtake. Rob began to feel the tingle in his balls as he was on top of her and said, I 'm gon na cum ... .where do you want me to ... '' to which Natalie simply replied `` Inside. '' Rob then looked deep into her hypnotizing emerald eyes and campaign deep into her as he felt the spurts shoot out his cock and pulse late inside her womb. He felt her pussy clench on to his hammer and milk it. They collapsed in a sweaty peck and embraced each other. Looking on the trading floor, at the bottom draftsman of her nightstand, Rob saw a homemade pipe/bong made from aluminum transparency and an empty report towel axial rotation. Laughing, he asked, `` The fuck were you cooking in THAT ? '' Natalie laughed and confessed she made it to fume some weed she had gotten from a acquaintance a few calendar week back. Rob told her next time, he would impart over a literal tube. From there they would expend the new few month living, hanging out, smoking pot, and fucking cumming in her everyday ... .until one day when things started to become unusual, and more than awkward. When things she previously found uninteresting ( like baseball game ... her dad actually played Major League baseball game and she could n't give a fuck about the game ) suddenly became topics of conversation.

Then thing in the bedroom began to change as well ...