I text him, asking if he's ready for me to come over. I wait. My nub thudding in my chest. After a few second base my phone 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 storey creaks, and I freeze, holding my hint. A few agonizing seconds pass with no sound. The sign of the zodiac is absolutely mute. I continue down the step to the first floor of our house. Once I'm downstairs I walk to the bathroom to fix up my makeup and spray myself with an supernumerary spray of aroma. Then I turn and walk to the front door, opening it very slowly to make trusted it's as quiet as possible. Again my pump is pounding in my chest, and I can pick up my heartbeat in my spike. I strain, listening as the door finally opens. The house is still soundless. I feel the chip night air reach my face and I take a deep breath, smiling. It's just after 11:00 PM. I pull my perspirer closer around me as the Nox quiver reaches my cutis, raising bozo blow. After closing the threshold securely, I lock both of the locks from the outside with my key. I glance up at my parents'bedroom window, biting my lip with anticipation. I always wait a few minute before leaving.

I walk quickly down my street, practically jogging lightly. I look at my telephone, its 11:15 PM. I walk down the streets, rushing to see him. I missed him. My gist is still pounding away in my chest, threatening to burst. The night air feels nice on my hide. At first it was too dusty, but after the months of seeing him this way I have gotten used to the shivering and even welcome it now. After around 30 minutes I see him, walking toward me on the sidewalk. I smile and rush into his open weaponry. He holds me close and I wrap my subdivision around his shoulders, my oral sex resting on his chest as he holds me rigorous. He's smiling, I can experience his grin against the side of my head. He stands a few column inch 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 relative to his height and chassis, and he looks estimable. He has a handsome face too. full moon lips for a man, but not feminine at all. He has an average sized nozzle that's symmetrically placed on his grimace. He's got rich embrown eyes, the variety that make you happy just by looking in them. His oculus were always so fully of life. I have brown oculus too, but mine are a completely unlike shade then his. My oculus change color slightly with my mood, from almost black to almost hazel. But most often my eyes are a slightly red tinted burnt sienna brown ( check my profile pictures, even in my icon you can see the shift in my eye colouring ) and my eyes have a bright auburn luminescent facial expression to them in sunlight. I have full, naturally rose pink lips that contrast with my light skin. My lips also change colouring material slightly, ranging from a dull rose pinko to a much darker red ( again, check my profile pictures. I never wear lipstick or any kind of lip vividness. My backtalk are naturally colored in all of my pictures ) He looks down and buss me. It brings back memories of the night I taught him how to buss. He's a much, much better kisser now. Just the sensation of him kissing my heart flutter. He licks my bottom lip and takes my hand, leading me back down the street. We walk for a while, making small talk of the town and laughing. I love talking with him. He's a great schmoozer. After what seems like a shortstop time, we reach his apartment. He unlocks his door and holds it open for me. I walk into his small-scale two bedroom apartment, which he shares with his dad who is out of town. This is not the outset time I've been here. I walk to his chamber and close his door, getting my pajamas out of my shoulder bag to change into them. I have simple, loose fitting shorts that are dreary and pitch-dark plaid. And I wear a thin Black tee shirt to cope with. Of line I have my usual black lace unmentionable on underneath. He knocks and I open his sleeping room door, smiling up at him. He wraps his arms around me and refer his nose to mine, making me giggle. I step back and close the bedchamber doorway behind me, knowing that he will deepen wearing apparel too.

After a few minutes he opens the door and lets me back into the elbow room. I love the smell of his cologne, it reminds me of a river flowing through the passel. He turns the TV on and we relax, making jokes about stupid 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 backbone resting against the paries, and he has his arm around me. I'm sitting exchangeable to him but have my knee joint against my chest and my munition wrapped around my genu. My head is resting on his chest. The show ends, and we are still laughing. He tells me that he likes my laugh, and this makes me blush. 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 joggle off of the bed, but he's faster than me and has an advantage since he's not being tickled. He sits up and lock chamber my branch down by wrapping his left field leg over both of my ramification. 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 conjure 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 contact with him. I was too distracted with trying to breathe and get away from his tickling ) Suddenly he releases me and backs up, resting his back against the bulwark again. I rub my eyes, still giggling and trying to bewitch my breath. Then I see the spirit on his expression. He's almost blushing. And his supercilium are pressed together, a enlighten flavour of concern strewn across his face. He looks hinder. I look up at him, confused. He glances at me then looks quickly away. I turn my point, very upset now. Babe, what's wrong ? I ask him. He takes a few second, cerebration of what to say. He then smiles at me and shake his head. Nothing, he tells me. Then he lays down on his side with his arms open, looking at me. I smile and curl up against him, his arm as my pillow and the early arm resting over my rib with his hired man tucked under my slope. There's an odd distance between us, so I scoot closer and press my body to his. He's always very strong and I smile at the warmth I feel now throughout my dead body. He quickly separates himself from me, replacing the length. I frown and look up at him. Babe ? I ask, You sure that you're okay ? He takes a deep breath, 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 Holy Writ. Then he blurts everything out without a I pause for breathing space. It's just that you're my low existent relationship and girlfriend and I'm not used to this and it's getting voiceless to control myself ! I look into his eyes, asking, What do you mean"control yourself"? He gets that same concerned look on his face and looks away, staring at the wall. I look at him, confused. babe ? I ask again. He takes a deep breath and scoots forward, closing the distance again. He presses his hips to my ass and I can experience how hard he is. I gasp. Oh ! I exclaim. He looks blockade. I'm sorry ! He quickly apologizes, then adds,"I tried to prevent it from happening but it's not easy, and I've been trying to obscure it for a recollective sentence. I didn't know what else to do."baby, are you.. ? I pause, trying to rephrase my enquiry. You haven't ever been with a girl, like this ? He looks down at me and shakes his chief, clearly blushing now. I realize he's a virgin ! This had never occurred to me before. He's very good looking, has a Nice voice, and a capture personality. I guess I had never considered that he could be a virgin. I smile, and look up at him. mentation of the possible action this Nox holds. He meets my regard. And… you want to sleep with me ? I ask him, looking into his eyes. His mouth opens for a irregular, then he quickly closes it. He takes a abstruse breath, then reply. Yes, he says. I smile and ask, Then what are you waiting for ?

He makes groan softly and wraps his sleeve 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 mordant lace Victoria's Secret underwear down in one tug, revealing my cleanly shaven pussy. I finish removing the garments and exchange myself on his lap. He presses his hip joint up, groaning softly again. I moan simultaneously as his mind rubs my clit through his jammies pants. I can feel myself becoming aroused and wet. And the intimate tingling sensory faculty in my downcast belly between my hip joint starts to spread. I want him to fuck me. I want to be the first ( and possibly only ) miss that he sleeps with. I raise my coxa off him, and he pulls his pants off leaving his boxers on. I hold myself above him using my thigh as he positions himself beneath me. I gasp when I see his size. He must be at least 6 in 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 lady friend he's been waiting for. I smile at him and slowly lower berth myself down until his head reaches the entranceway to my pussy. He feels big. Or it may be that I'm just stiff. I'm not really sure as shooting which since I haven't had a lot of partners. I moan and rub my kitty-cat 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 experience him stretching me slightly, filling me. I continue to slowly button myself onto him. He grips my rose hip tighter as my interior thighs residue against his pelvic arch. He's completely inside me, and I love it. I can experience his head teacher pressing something deep within me, sending shivers through my entirely body. I start to sway my rosehip back and Forth while raising my rosehip and pushing them down again. He sits up and wraps his arm around my shank while I ride him. He's breathing ruggedly as I start moving faster and lifting myself high-pitched up before pressing my hips back down. I moan softly, loving the tone of him inter trench in my pussy. He tightens his clasp on my coxa and starts to reverse me and lower 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 position of his waistline. He smiles at me, and I smile back, moaning softly. Then he starts to thrust. I moan loudly, feeling him pull out to the head and thrust quickly back into me. I'm amazed at how good he is. He sits up and billet my calves over his shoulder, holding onto my thighs as he thrusts. I moan loudly, his length filling me with every thrust. He continues to thrust deep into me, slowly picking up his pace to hurl harder and faster. I moan louder, and reach out, placing my hired hand on his chest of drawers as he fucks me profoundly, harder, and faster. He hits that seraphic billet inside me over and over again. It's not long before I feel an climax starting to construct. The tension and flak slowly spreading over every muscular tissue 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 subdivision under my ribcage and holds on to my shoulders from underneath. My human knee are horizontal surface with my face. ( I'm very compromising ). This angle allows him to throw deeper, and he starts thrusting even harder. I moan loudly and arch my back, feeling my coming building beneath him. He releases my legs and I wrap my wooden leg around his shank, locking my ankle behind his coxa. He holds me up slightly with one arm as I remove my slenderize shirt. He lowers me back to the bed and pulls my bra down. He continues thrusting and I arch my back again as he starts nibbling and licking my mamilla. First one, then the other. He groans as he plays with my breasts. I bring my hips up toward him in sentence with his poking, pushing to meet his hip movements. I moan loudly, tangling my hands through his hair. His playing has pushed me over the edge. I make fists in his hair and lock my legs around him as my coming rent through me. He moves to my neck, continuing his nibbling and licking violation over my neck and collar castanets while he continues to thrust into me and rub my breasts with his hands. The genius are amazing. The scent of his cologne, his warmth over my entire body, the impression of him filling and stretching me with every thrust. He groans and slows down, my pussy tightening around him as my orgasm rips through every undivided muscle. I continue to shudder and spasm beneath him, involuntary crusade as a face upshot of my intense orgasm. He leaves a belittled trail of hickeys down my collar 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 tempo until my body relaxes. Then he wraps his weapons system around me again and begins to pick up his pace. After a few minutes he is slamming into me, pulling out almost completely and quickly pumping back into me. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and groan with every breath as I kiss and lick his neck, tracing my venom pungency ( twofold tongue rings ) in small-scale circles over his neck. He groans and thrusts even harder. I moan very loud, long, breathy moan. As he continues to Irish punt into me, I feel another orgasm beginning to build. improbable ! He smiles and shifts his position over me so that his renal pelvis is grinding against my clit with every thrust. I almost cry out with pleasure. I fist my hands through his hairsbreadth again, releasing my leg so he has more than elbow room to move. My orgasm is quickly building. He pulls out ho-hum, dragging his hip across my clit, then quickly slams back into me until his hips hit mine. The strength of his driving force pushes my whole soundbox forward and I have to place my hand 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 fast, holding my waistline tightly.

He thrusts deeply and tenses, his unit torso 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 pushing me over the sharpness again. I cry out as my moment sexual climax, strong than the first, pulses through me. He groans, my kitty tightening around him again as he continues to spurt cum trench within me. He lowers himself so that he's laying over me and nuzzles my neck, holding me close as his last sprays of cum are released. I breath heavily, still shaking and involuntarily moving due to my orgasm. He smiles and kisses me, licking my underside lip before nibbling it softly. He knows that I love that. I moan softly in his mouth and wrap my arms around his berm again as our tongues dancing, intertwined. I'm suddenly very weary, and he rests his headspring on the pillow, with my face resting against his neck and shoulders. It's not long before I Joseph Black out, falling asleep with him still semi-hard inside of me. My hold up conscious thought before I doze off is that I love this man.

I awake early the future morning to him tracing one hand over my au naturel rib. He's smiling at me and snog my forehead. He sets up the shower for me and gives me his soundbox lavation to use. It smells just like his eau de cologne. I quickly wash and get dressed, and then he walks me family. The sun is barely beginning to arise, and my family is still fast asleep. This was the start of many sexual dark to come .