I text him, asking if he's ready for me to make out over. I wait. My tenderness thudding in my chest. After a few seconds my earpiece buzzes and I smile. His text says"Yes, I'll meet you half way. See you soon."There's a smiley face at the end. I ever so slowly inch my way past my parents'bedroom, praying that they are both sound asleep. The flooring creaks, and I freeze, holding my breather. A few agonizing irregular pass with no sound. The house is absolutely understood. I continue down the stairs to the first floor of our house. Once I'm downstairs I walk to the bathroom to fix up my physical composition and spray myself with an extra spray of perfume. Then I turn and walk to the front door, opening it very slowly to pretend sure it's as quiet as possible. Again my heart is pounding in my chest, and I can find out my New York minute in my pinna. I strain, listening as the door finally opens. The house is still soundless. I feel the crisp night air strive my typeface and I take a cryptical breath, smiling. It's just after 11:00 PM. I pull my jumper closer around me as the Night chill reaches my skin, raising jackass bumps. After closing the door securely, I lock both of the ignition lock from the outside with my key. I glance up at my parents'bedroom window, biting my lip with anticipation. I always wait a few minutes before leaving.

I walk quickly down my street, practically jogging lightly. I look at my phone, its 11:15 PM. I walk down the streets, rushing to see him. I missed him. My nerve is still pounding away in my chest, threatening to burst. The night air tone nice on my skin. At first it was too cold, but after the month of seeing him this way I have gotten used to the shivering and even receive it now. After around 30 minutes I see him, walking toward me on the sidewalk. I smile and rush into his open arms. He holds me closelipped and I wrap my weapon system around his shoulders, my forefront resting on his chest as he holds me pissed. He's smiling, I can find his grin against the incline of my head. He stands a few inches taller than me, around 5'7 or 5'8. I stand at only 5'4 or 5'5. He isn't ripped, but he's definitely fit. His figure is proportional to his height and systema skeletale, and he looks good. He has a better-looking font too. Full lips for a man, but not feminine at all. He has an average out size nose that's symmetrically placed on his typeface. He's got rich brown middle, the sort that make you glad just by looking in them. His eyes were always so broad of life. I have embrown eyes too, but mine are a completely unlike tincture then his. My oculus change colors slightly with my mood, from almost black to almost hazel. But most often my eyes are a slightly red tinted mahogany tree brown ( check my visibility flick, even in my pictures you can see the sack in my eye color ) and my eyes have a bright auburn luminescent look to them in sunlight. I have full, naturally rose pinkish lip that dividing line with my get off cutis. My sass also change people of color slightly, ranging from a dull rose pink to a much darker red ( again, check my visibility pictures. I never wear lipstick or any sort of lip colouration. My lips are naturally colored in all of my pictures ) He looks down and buss me. It brings back storage of the dark I taught him how to kiss. He's a much, much better countenance now. Just the wiz of him kissing my inwardness kerfuffle. He licks my hind end lip and takes my hand, leading me back down the street. We walk for a while, making small talk and laughing. I love talking with him. He's a great conversationalist. After what seems like a unretentive sentence, we reach his apartment. He unlocks his doorway and holds it open for me. I walk into his little two bedroom apartment, which he share with his dad who is out of town. This is not the foremost time I've been here. I walk to his sleeping accommodation and close his doorway, getting my pj's out of my shoulder bag to exchange into them. I have round-eyed, loose fitting short circuit that are blue and smutty tartan. And I wear a slenderize contraband jersey to match. Of course I have my usual disgraceful lacing undergarment on underneath. He knocks and I open his bedchamber doorway, smiling up at him. He wraps his munition around me and bear upon his nose to mine, making me titter. I step back and shut the bedroom door behind me, knowing that he will change clothes too.

After a few minutes he opens the door and lets me back into the way. I love the smell of his Cologne, it reminds me of a river flowing through the mountains. He turns the TV on and we relax, making jokes about stupid person commercials and watching some comedy show about Kevin Hart ( not sure if that is spelled right, sorry if it's not ). He is sitting on the bed with his back resting against the wall, and he has his arm around me. I'm sitting similar to him but have my knee against my chest and my arms wrapped around my human knee. My head is resting on his thorax. The appearance ends, and we are still laughing. He tells me that he likes my laugh, and this makes me flush. He smiles and starts tickling me. He tickles my ribcage and I burst out laughing loudly, trying to get away. I roll over onto my side and try to wiggle off of the bed, but he's faster than me and has an advantage since he's not being tickled. He sits up and ringlet my wooden leg down by wrapping his entrust leg over both of my legs. I wiggle my body, trapped beneath and laughing so hard that I can't breathe. He laughs too, smiling down at me. I arch my back, still trying to get away, and accidently press my ass against his pelvis. ( I wasn't aware of this until recently. Until recently, I didn't even know that my ass had come into inter-group communication with him. I was too distracted with trying to take a breather and get away from his tickling ) Suddenly he releases me and backs up, resting his backbone against the wall again. I rub my middle, still giggling and trying to entrance my breathing place. Then I see the feel on his face. He's almost blushing. And his eyebrows are pressed together, a clear look of concern strewn across his face. He looks embarrassed. I look up at him, confused. He glances at me then looks quickly away. I turn my read/write head, very confused now. Babe, what's wrong ? I ask him. He takes a few seconds, thinking of what to say. He then smiles at me and shake up his head. zero, he tells me. Then he lays down on his incline with his munition open, looking at me. I smile and curl up against him, his arm as my pillow and the other arm resting over my ribs with his hand tucked under my side. There's an odd distance between us, so I scoot closer and press my physical structure to his. He's always very warm and I smile at the warmth I feel now throughout my body. He quickly separates himself from me, replacing the distance. I frown and look up at him. Babe ? I ask, You sure that you're okeh ? He takes a deep breathing time, his eyes closed tightly as if he's struggling with something. I wait. He looks down at me, his eyes bright. I just, uhmm, it's just that…., he starts but can't seem to find his discussion. Then he blurts everything out without a unity pause for breath. It's just that you're my number 1 real relationship and girlfriend and I'm not used to this and it's getting harder to contain myself ! I look into his eyes, asking, What do you mean"assure yourself"? He gets that same concerned aspect on his nerve and looks away, staring at the bulwark. I look at him, confused. baby ? I ask again. He takes a deep breath and scoots forward, closing the aloofness again. He presses his pelvic arch to my ass and I can feel how hard he is. I gasp. Oh ! I exclaim. He looks abashed. I'm sorry ! He quickly apologizes, then adds,"I tried to go on it from happening but it's not easygoing, and I've been trying to hide it for a long time. I didn't know what else to do."babe, are you.. ? I pause, trying to rephrase my question. You haven't ever been with a girl, like this ? He looks down at me and stimulate his head, clearly blushing now. I realize he's a Virgin ! This had never occurred to me before. He's very trade good looking, has a nice voice, and a charming personality. I guess I had never considered that he could be a virgin. I smile, and look up at him. Thinking of the possibilities this nighttime holds. He meets my gaze. And… you want to log Z's with me ? I ask him, looking into his middle. His mouth opens for a secondment, then he quickly closes it. He takes a thick breath, then answers. Yes, he says. I smile and ask, Then what are you waiting for ?

He makes groans softly and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me onto his lap so that I'm straddling him. He carefully tugs at the hem of my shorts, pulling them and my black lace Victoria Falls's arcanum underwear down in one tug, revealing my cleanly shaven pussycat. I finish removing the garments and replace myself on his lap. He presses his hips up, groaning softly again. I moan simultaneously as his head itch my clit through his pajama pants. I can feel myself becoming aroused and wet. And the familiar tingling wizard in my glower belly between my hips starts to spread. I want him to love me. I want to be the initiative ( and possibly only ) girl that he sleeps with. I raise my hips off him, and he pulls his pants off leaving his boxers on. I hold myself above him using my second joint as he stance himself beneath me. I gasp when I see his size. He must be at least 6 inches long, and thick too. I look at him and ask if he's sure he wants me to be his first. He smiles and says yes, he's sure. He tells me that I'm the girl he's been waiting for. I smile at him and slowly low myself down until his head reaches the entrance to my pussy. He feels big. Or it may be that I'm just blotto. I'm not really sure which since I haven't had a lot of spouse. I moan and rub my pussy over his head, lubricating it with my wetness. He groans and bites his bottom lip, bringing his hands to my hips. I slowly push myself down onto him, inch by column inch disappearing inside me. I moan softly and sense him stretching me slightly, filling me. I continue to slowly push myself onto him. He grips my hips tighter as my inside thighs rest against his pelvis. He's completely inside me, and I love it. I can sense his head pressing something deep within me, sending chill through my whole body. I start to shake my hips back and forth while raising my pelvic arch and pushing them down again. He sits up and wraps his arms around my waist while I ride him. He's breathing ruggedly as I start moving faster and lifting myself eminent up before pressing my hips back down. I moan softly, loving the touch sensation of him buried deep in my pussy. He tightens his grip on my pelvic girdle and starts to lift me and dispirited me, pushing my pelvic girdle down hard. I moan louder. He groans and rolls over, so that I'm beneath him with one leg on either side of his waist. He smiles at me, and I smile back, moaning softly. Then he starts to stuff. I moan loudly, feeling him pull out to the headland and thrust quickly back into me. I'm amazed at how thoroughly he is. He sits up and place my calfskin over his articulatio humeri, holding onto my thighs as he thrusts. I moan loudly, his length filling me with every thrust. He continues to pierce deep into me, slowly picking up his tempo to force harder and faster. I moan louder, and reach out, placing my deal on his chest as he fucks me thick, harder, and faster. He hits that mellisonant situation inside me over and over again. It's not long before I feel an climax starting to build. The tension and fire slowly spreading over every muscle in my body. This surprises me, as I have never achieved orgasm through penetration alone before. He leans over me, hooking his arms through the back of my knee, and wraps his branch under my ribcage and holds on to my shoulders from underneath. My knees are floor with my face. ( I'm very flexible ). This lean allows him to throw deeper, and he starts thrusting even harder. I moan loudly and arc my dorsum, feeling my orgasm building beneath him. He releases my branch and I wrap my legs around his waistline, locking my ankle behind his hips. He holds me up slightly with one arm as I remove my slim shirt. He lowers me back to the bed and clout my bra down. He continues thrusting and I arch my back again as he starts nibbling and licking my nipple. offset one, then the other. He groans as he plays with my knocker. I bring my hip joint up toward him in time with his stab, pushing to meet his hip movements. I moan loudly, tangling my manus through his hair. His playing has pushed me over the bound. I make fist in his pilus and curl my legs around him as my orgasm rent through me. He moves to my neck, continuing his nibbling and licking assault over my neck and collar bone while he continues to thrust into me and rub my titty with his hand. The sensations are amazing. The smell of his cologne, his warmth over my entire consistence, the smell of him filling and stretching me with every poke. He groans and slows down, my pussy tightening around him as my coming split through every single muscle. I continue to shudder and spasm beneath him, involuntary movements as a side of meat effect of my intense sexual climax. He leaves a small trail of hickey down my leash ivory as he slowly pulls himself out to the head and eases completely back into me. I moan, my spinal column still arched. He smiles and continues the slow, filling tread until my consistence relaxes. Then he wraps his arms around me again and begins to pick up his pace. After a few minute of arc he is slamming into me, pulling out almost completely and quickly pumping back into me. I wrap my arms around his articulatio humeri and groan with every breathing spell as I kiss and lick his neck, tracing my venom bites ( image lingua rings ) in small circles over his neck opening. He groans and push even harder. I moan very meretricious, long, breathy moans. As he continues to pound into me, I feel another orgasm beginning to build. Unbelievable ! He smiles and agitate his position over me so that his pelvic arch is grinding against my clit with every driving force. I almost cry out with pleasure. I fist my hired hand through his hair again, releasing my pegleg so he has more than way to impress. My orgasm is quickly building. He pulls out slow, dragging his pelvis across my clit, then quickly slams back into me until his pelvic girdle hit mine. The force play of his knife thrust push button my whole body forward and I have to place my hands against the wall of his bedroom to keep from moving. He holds my waist firmly and picks up his pace again, groaning. He thrusts hard and quick, holding my waistline tightly.

He thrusts deeply and tenses, his completely body quivering slightly. Then I feel it. His cum spreads like fire deep inside me, filling me to the brim. The sensation is too much, and thrust me over the sharpness again. I cry out as my second gear climax, stronger than the first off, pulses through me. He groans, my puss tightening around him again as he continues to spurt cum deep within me. He lowers himself so that he's laying over me and nuzzles my neck, holding me end as his last sprays of cum are released. I breath heavily, still shaking and involuntarily moving due to my sexual climax. He smiles and kisses me, licking my hind end lip before nibbling it softly. He knows that I love that. I moan softly in his mouth and wrap my arm around his shoulder again as our tongues dancing, intertwined. I'm suddenly very wear upon, and he rests his head on the pillow, with my face resting against his cervix and shoulder. It's not long before I black-market out, falling asleep with him still semi-hard inside of me. My end conscious thought before I doze off is that I love this man.

I awake early the following morning to him tracing one manus over my defenseless rib. He's smiling at me and buss my os frontale. He sets up the exhibitioner for me and gives me his body race to use. It smells just like his cologne water. I quickly race and get dressed, and then he walks me dwelling house. The sun is barely beginning to prove, and my family is still libertine asleep. This was the first of many sexual night to do .