To be honorable, yes, I am a charwoman. I turned 18 last month, and I wanted to say this is my first story. So, if it IS bad, it 's my fault. But I will try to cause it as explicit as potential without giving away too often. But anyway, thanks so much for reading it, even if you read a paragraph.

It started when I was swimming in my backyard. I was showing off my nice in-ground pool to everyone around me - that is - the people in my neighborhood. I had on my tight, pink Bikini, that was in fact, super tight. It gave me decent cleavage to delight almost anyone.
I looked over to my neighbors house, I saw no one outside looking at me, which indeed, did cook me find awkward. After a few minutes of acting like someone was watching me, yes, virtually of us young lady do this, I looked over to my neighbors backyard deck once more than, and saw a man - looking about in his mid 40 's, reading a newsprint while sitting in a white, glossy chair, drinking coffee bean. As soon as I saw that, I immediately blushed and made a splatter of water.
`` Hey, I 'm your new neighbor ! '' I screamed as loud I could, which was even intemperate to do with water surrounding my chest.
The old guy looked over to me through the woodwind and yelled back, `` Well, hey there ! Nice to meet you, youngin. What 's your name ? '' He mysteriously looked around, as if he were suspecting to see someone else outside with me.
`` Yeah, my gens is Ella. I moved here about a month ago. Do you have any Kyd ? ``
`` Actually, I do, Hun. I have a boy who lives here. He 's twenty. And how old might you be ? ''
`` Eighteen. Am I able to fulfil him ? ''
He pushed his reading glasses up towards his olfactory organ, turned to a crank door, and yelled in, `` Justin, go to the neighbors theatre. Ella wants to meet you ! ''
Embarassed, I waited about ten minutes. A young man looks over my Shirley Temple logic gate, and stares for a secondly. It was actually variety of pleasant. I walked over to the black logic gate, and opened it for him. I noticed he had no shirt on, but really decent abs, and was holding a blue towel with some green swim trunks on. This boy was too good-looking to hang with me.
I do n't think poorly of myself, I just know who my character of people are.
We swam without talking for a arcminute. He broke out of his shell by asking what my figure was.
'' Ella, '' I answered.
'' Ahh. ``
We had a prolonged conversation. I tried not to get to mischievous with his dad sitting horizontally above us. Justin talked about his fellowship, career goal, pipe dream, and asked me about mine. I told him some thing no one knows about me, I felt as yobo I could believe him well. I obviously did n't tell him I had n't told these things to anyone else. A crackling door sweep frightens us and we turn around to see that Justin 's dad was gone. I turned around to look back at justin to feel our lips touch. I did n't mean to, but I happened to open my eyes during the candy kiss, to see his soft eyelids closed, and his visibly flawless peel. He touched my neck just under my pilus.
`` I have to go now, '' he says after gently letting our lips seperate.
`` Oh, okeh, when can you make out over again ? '' I ask him. Our faces were so close.
`` time of day or so.. '' He left with a sheer tremble and his sick brass bright red.
Did he recall I did n't like the candy kiss ? Was I a bad kisser ? Did he not like the kiss ? Or did he reckon he was n't a great kisser ? Those thinking traveled and sunk into my mind. I sat on my bed for 60 minutes thinking. I mean, my parents were on a business stumble. What 's the regretful that could encounter ? I am an only child, and does that work him think I 'm stick by up or something ? I know I 'm not. Even though out in the pool I probably sounded like one.
I heard a knock on the forepart doorway. The phone echoed through the hallway and into my room. I looked out of my bedroom window to the front of my door. It was Justin ! I was so lighten. I ran to the room access and opened it. He walked in and grabbed me, pushed me to the wall next to my steps, put his fingers through mine, and kissed me. After a few seconds, though, it was more like a waste French kiss. He started running his big fingerbreadth up an down my body. I could assure he was getting hot. He grabbed my leave booby in his hand, and fondled it like a ball.
`` Have I ever told you that you 're beautiful ? '' He asked.
I giggled, `` No, we met today. '' He turned me around, untie my bikini top, turned me back aroun to face him, and threw my top on the floor. He sucked my brown mammilla and slowly pulled my rear off from my sides. He kissed his way down my stomach to my'v'wrinkle. He licked and kissed that domain for an spare few seconds. I have to say, I have never been more sour on. He pushes me to sit down on the arse of my stair, sucking, licking, and fingering me. I came tiptop fast. I moaned all I had could.
TO BE CONTINUED ...
The following part will be here within the next couple of days. Thanks for reading. I would apprise what you though about it in the comments and be truthful about the rating please. Thanks again. I hope you will read my next one !