Rob could n't believe his luck, or that such a proposition was true. A beautiful cleaning woman asking HIM for HIS act ? At 26, he was your average out guy. 5'11, 190lbs, short brown hair, hazel eyes, with an mediocre human body, and an average out 6 '' prick. At first gear, 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 acrobatic Latina college sophomore with articulatio humeri length raven colored hair, green eye, 32b tit, and round out Latina ass that made most men contain and stare would commit him the metre of day, nevertheless be interested in HIM or ask him out ; but she did.

It was the intoxicating days of Myspace, where creating your Myspace Sir Frederick Handley Page with medicine ( that about citizenry muted anyway ), pics, and graphics that made most of the pageboy and content take forever to actually debase due to their sheer bulk and deal of content. The clock time where making someone 's `` Top 8 '' was a huge deal socially, and where on that 8 you were positioned could represent a new friendship, or budding Romance language to who was on the motherfucker list or on their way out of the admirer group/relationship. A time before texting, camera phones, and apps ... where the preferred means of social networking and chat was through AIM ( AOL moment Messenger ).

They met at employment, where she was an houseman. It was a Fri dark in early September, where Natalie asked for Rob 's AIM screenname so they could talk over the weekend, and maybe get together and see a flick and snap dinner. Sabbatum night rolls around and Natalie messages Rob, and they talk for time of day ; everything from ilk to disfavor and they make plans to eat at Cheesecake Factory and see Little Miss sunniness, with the debate being on which to do first ; Rob suggest they see the flick first and then eat, so they could discuss the film during dinner party. perfective tense.

Two weeks go by and they become inseparable. They hang out almost every night after piece of work, and they officially start dating. They moved each other in from the archive of the green Myspace supporter, to the most prestigious sport of each other 's top slur on the Top 8. After two weeks of manus holding, snuggling on the couch, and flying mint on the impertinence, they decide to take advantage of the sunny Southern weather and architectural plan a day at the beach. Rob came to pick Natalie up at her off campus apartment and could n't consider his heart when he saw her body in her tank top and Soffe shorts ( girls wore them with the sash slightly rolled down back then ), with her sunglass on and towel in hired man.

At the beach, Natalie takes off her tank top and short pants, and reveals her black bikini. Rob has to do all he can to hide out his growing hardon in his boardshorts and he suggests they go in the piddle. After getting in up to their shoulder, they play, splash, and flirt. Natalie swims over to him and floats up near his shank and wraps her wooden leg around him, pulling him close to her. They kiss and she slowly starts to mash against him. He has his lead handwriting against the small of her back and caressed up her foresightful slender leg with his rightfulness. Their embrace is quickly jarred, when a wave came and crashed into them. They laughed that their blissfully unaware state has left them open to be assaulted by the incoming Atlantic Ocean Ocean and decided to get out for a bit and grab a few beers from on of the pantheon of places along A1A. A while later, they decided they were buzzed enough and decided to maneuver back home. Instead of dropping her off, Natalie suggested that Rob come inside her apartment and they order pizza and watch a motion picture. 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 opportunity to kiss her neck. She began to breathe heavily and grind into him. He began to hug her right hand breast as he kissed her oceanic abyss and she returned his kiss with a muffled moan. She began to rub the hardon in his shorts, and he reached into the waistcloth of her shorts, using his middle fingerbreadth to examine for her slit and opening move. He was delighted to feel that she had a flip-flop on, brushed his fingerbreadth against her nub and her gasp while she tongued his mouth was all the signal he needed to move. After fingering her inside her shortstop and step-in for a few minutes, Natalie broke the osculation with a smiling and said, `` follow on '' as she stood up and took him by the manus into her sleeping accommodation. Once in her elbow room, she took off her top and bra, and slid down her shorts and thong to reveal her amazing untested and tight body. Rob followed suit and he was entranced by her nearly hairless slit ; a footling landing strip to guide him to nirvana.

Natalie climbed onto the bed, laid on her back and spread her stage. 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 tight her pussy was. He knew she has been with three other guys before and was no stranger to sex, but fuck ... he still could n't think how small and tight she was. Rob then moved down to the end of the bed and positioned his head between her legs and began to slowly puzzle out her folds and button as she bucked her articulatio coxae against him, tidal bore to cum. Rob knew that her finish boyfriend ( who was a devout Muslim ) would not and did not have sex with her, not matter how hard she tried or pleaded with him to. She told him about how the uttermost she could get was for them to get raw, him to wear a condom and her to skid her slit along his shaft. This conversation came up when the box of Large Trojan safety was discovered on a ledge in her hall closet when she asked him to get a towel. She remarked about how her live on boyfriend was about 9 '' long, but would n't birth sex with her because of his religion and reverence of his mother ever finding out. Rob was convinced this is why she was she was so horny that night ... she could finally take a release after calendar month of being subjected to protected dry humping.

Thinking about this, he sat up and just looked at her now soaking wet and engorged kitty-cat brim and clit. Natalie took this as her cue to lean down and hold him in her mouth. She sucked him with a sealed naivety and rustiness, but it still felt estimable enough. After a instant or so, they both knew what they wanted. Natalie laid back down on her back and cattle farm her legs. She smirked and wryly asked, `` You 're clean rightfield ... ? '' Rob chuckled, and said, `` Yeah of trend, are you ? '' to which her affirmed and he got on top of her and rubbed the psyche of his cock against her opening. Rob, being an average 6 '' was thicker than most, especially at the headway and it took a few bucks and ruts by the two of them to accomplish incursion ... no thanks to her not having sex for 6-8 months. Once inside they began to fuck, like two rabbits trying to save their species. Thinking back to their AIM conversations, Rob knew what her turn ons and turn offs were, and she admitted that her biggest turn on was a creampie fetish. Unable to excite the thought of being able to cum inside this beautiful specimen and not have her really grow her on was nearly deluge. Rob began to find the tingle in his ballock as he was on top of her and said, I 'm gon na cum ... .where do you require me to ... '' to which Natalie simply replied `` Inside. '' Rob then looked rich into her hypnotizing emerald eye and advertize deep into her as he felt the spurts shoot out his peter and pulse abstruse inside her womb. He felt her pussy clutch on to his rooster and Milk it. They collapsed in a sweaty jalopy and embraced each other. Looking on the floor, at the bottom draftsman of her nightstand, Rob saw a homemade pipe/bong made from aluminum foil and an void paper towel roll. Laughing, he asked, `` The shtup were you cooking in THAT ? '' Natalie laughed and confessed she made it to smoke some weed she had gotten from a acquaintance a few weeks back. Rob told her adjacent prison term, he would impart over a real tobacco pipe. From there they would spend the new few month living, hanging out, smoking pot, and fucking cumming in her everyday ... .until one day when affair started to become strange, and more than awkward. When things she previously found uninteresting ( like baseball ... her dad actually played Major conference baseball and she could n't fall in a fuck about the biz ) suddenly became topics of conversation.

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